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Paid Vacation Pt. 01

By: professorjames



The February wind howled and a wet snow, almost sleet, beat against the window of the small apartment. Kate, a twenty-three year old grad student, sat at her desk, deeply involved with a text book while Alison, her roommate, leaned on the window sill, staring into the forbidding night. Alison was also a grad student, the same age as Kate. Both girls were fairly tall at five foot nine. Both girls had a similar slim and athletic build, and could, and did, wear each other's clothes. Both had emerald green eyes and they could almost be taken as sisters. However, Alison's dark auburn hair, worn slightly longer than shoulder length, contrasted with Kate's golden blonde neck length cut.

Alison continued her break from her own books and remained looking into the night. A sudden gust of wind, stronger than the others, rattled some now freezing snow against the glass. Alison shivered and said, half to herself, "What I wouldn't give for a nice warm beach and some time in the sun without having to worry about cell structure, DNA or any of that stuff."

Kate looked up from her desk and responded, "Well, that's what we get for going to school in Michigan. At least it's only three weeks to break and I plan on heading to a nice warm section of the ocean somewhere south of Florida. Where are you planning on going, Alli?"

This mildly curious question raised a look of real anguish on her friend's face as she bitterly replied, "Looks like right here."

Kate put down her pencil and turned around towards her roommate. "I thought you had a trip planned somewhere with Brad. Something go wrong?"

"You might say that. Or maybe something went right, but it messed up break. Brad and I have broken it off. Now before you feel sorry about that, we both decided we really didn't have much in common any more and neither of us is upset about that. It's just that I'd really been counting on the trip south to keep me from going crazy."

"Well, why don't you go ahead by yourself? I'm sure the way you look you won't have any trouble finding some nice hunk to hang around with."

Alison looked even more troubled than before. "Kate, I can't afford it. I've had some unexpected expenses and with what they pay us for the assistantships, I'm not even sure I'll be able to come up with my tuition for next quarter. I guess I'm going to spend spring break working around here somewhere to try and make up some of it. If I could, I'd do almost anything for a trip south. I'm slowly going stir crazy now and you know the best weather we can expect here during break is that there will be freezing rain instead of snow. That is, if it warms up."

Kate stared thoughtfully at her miserable friend. After a minute she said, "How much did you mean it when you said you'd do almost anything for a trip?"

Allison broke away from staring at the window and looked around at Kate. "Well, almost anything. You know I have limits. Nothing illegal. Absolutely no drugs or anything like that. Have you got something in mind?"

"Well," Kate began slowly, "I do know of one possibility. There's this group of executives who are going sailing in the Carribean and who are willing to pay for, shall we say, female companionship."

"Look," Allison responded, "I like sex as much as you do. You know that. But I'm not ready to be a hooker for just any old geezers who are tired of their wives."

"Just a second," Kate said. "I know that. I know you're not going to work the street or anything. But I also know you don't have to be in love with a guy to sleep with him if you think he's a good type and sexy. Right?"

Alison nodded. "I won't say I'm a total prude by any means, but I do have some discriminating standards."

"OK," Kate went on, "These guys I'm talking about are all single, all in good physical shape, and somewhere between late twenties and early thirties. Not all that much older than we are. All are pretty good looking and some of them are really nicely built. They rent a big sailboat and spend two weeks cruising and stopping on some small, private islands. And they'll make it worth your while."

Alison looked a little more interested. "How do you know about this? Say is this the trip you've been planning?"

Kate looked slightly embarrassed. "Yeah. And I went with them last year, too."

"Just what are we talking about when you say they'll make it worth my while?" Alison asked.

"Somewhere in the neighborhood of four thousand for two weeks," Kate replied.

"Four thousand!" Alison practically shouted. "Are you serious? What do I have to do for that, be a sex slave?"

Kate looked at her for a minute without saying anything.

Slowly Alison asked as she looked at her roommate. "Does that mean I'm right? I was just being ridiculous, but are you saying they really want sex slaves?"

Now Kate slowly answered. "Sort of. Not really sex slaves, but they like to play bondage and discipline games. No one really gets hurt and the sex is fantastic. These guys aren't into any real dominance-submission. No humiliation or mind games. But, yes, you would be a sex toy, subject to bondage and punishment the whole time. Look, I know that you and Brad, and I think one of your earlier boyfriends, played those games. You told me, remember?"

"We did go in for a little bondage and some spanking," Alison admitted. "And maybe a few clothes pins and such, but we never went further than a whipping with his belt or a frat paddle. I have no desire to end up with rings in my tits or a brand on my ass."

Kate gave a little laugh. "No, neither do I. These guys will play rougher than you and Brad did, but nothing dangerous and nothing that will really damage or leave any marks for more than a day or so. Actually I have never been more turned on or had hotter sex than during that trip last year."

"You really did this last year?" Alison asked. Kate nodded. "And you're going back again in three weeks?" Again a nod. "How could we get two weeks instead of one anyway?"

"This is your research quarter, too, isn't it?" Kate asked. Now Alison nodded. "Than I'm sure you could get Prof. Burnside to let you come back a week late. Just tell him you have a once in a lifetime chance for a special trip. Besides, if you wiggle your ass at him he'll give in to almost anything."

Alison smiled. "I could probably get him to let me come back a week late, but 'wiggling my ass' won't get me any break on getting results with my research. I've already tried. Tell me more about this. Who are these guys, how many, what would I be expected to do, and do you think I could get in on it? That is, if I should decide I want to."

Kate could see Allison was practically hooked on the idea. "One at a time. OK? Like I said they are a group of young executives, obviously well off. They are, as you might imagine, people who work hard at what they do and like to play hard too. Most have their own companies. Last year there were five of them and I expect it to be about the same this year."

"As to what you would be expected to do, well, quite a bit. You would be available for almost any kind of sex games at any time. And that really means almost all the time. There are some limits, though. No water games except maybe some enemas, no animals or anything like that. And I already said nothing dangerous or really harmful. They would expect sex - oral, vaginal, and anal - and maybe sex with another woman. You would be available to any and all of them. There would be a lot of bondage. Quite a bit of spanking and whipping, but none severe enough to really do any damage. It will hurt, though. There are also things like nipple clamps and some other stuff like that. But I will say that I really did enjoy everything they did to me last year. Even if some of it hurt a lot at the time, it still turned me on like crazy. If there's something you really had a problem with, I feel pretty sure they would go along with you on it. They also really seem interested in being sure the women enjoy the games, too. They are definitely not just a bunch of sadists."

"And finally, could you get in on it? I'd have to say very, very likely. They contacted me a couple of weeks ago and asked if I wanted to come again this year. They also asked if I had anyone I could suggest because they were still a couple of girls short. They want one woman for each man and they only look at someone on personal recommendation. Are you interested?"

Alison had been staring as though in a trance while Kate described the expected activities. Her hand had moved towards her crotch and begun to gently rub. Now she brought her attention back to Kate. "I'm not sure. You make it sound so hot."

"It is so hot," Kate interrupted.

"Well, maybe, but I'm not sure about everything you described." Alison's face actually reddened a little. "I've never had sex with another girl. Or anal sex; I've been afraid it would hurt too much."

Kate smiled. "So was I until I tried it. These guys won't really hurt you. They're slow and careful. After all, they know that their sex is the hottest when the girl loves it, too. Look. I know a lot of people - maybe most people - would look at this as just prostitution, but I see it a little differently. I'm doing something I like with some nice guys I also like. They just happen to be able to make it worth my while financially. They really are a nice bunch and just want to have a good time. I know what you're thinking: If they're so good, why do they have to pay for it? I doubt any of them would have to pay for it. They're not interested in any long term relationship, just good sex. They like the variety they get this way and figure they can find some girls they wouldn't meet any other way. But like I said, it's only on personal recommendation." She laughed and added, "Keeps the riff-raff out that way."

Alison laughed with her and then seemed to make up her mind. "OK, I'm interested. What do I have to do?"

"Like I said, almost everything. No, seriously, I'd need to send them a picture. And you'd have to get a blood test and a physical, but you can do that at the clinic here on campus. Just say you need a physical for an organization that requires you to be fit for 'rigorous physical activity'. The guys will pick up any costs on the tests, too. After all, they want to make sure there aren't any STDs. Believe me, they also get blood tests themselves. You might need a passport, but you have one already. Also you have to be on the pill, but you are, aren't you?

Allison nodded and Kate went on, "If you want I've got that digital camera and we can get a picture tonight and I can send it Fed Ex to them tomorrow."

"What kind of a picture?" Alison asked suspiciously.

"At least - or I should say at most - a bikini. Topless would be better. No one else would ever see it outside their group. I'd trust them completely."

Alison thought about it for a minute. "OK, get your camera," she said as she headed for the bedroom. Three minutes later she returned wearing only a very small, green bikini bottom. They tried several shots until both decided one of Alison reclining on the couch would do. Alison printed the picture while Kate placed a call to her contact in the mysterious group and arranged to send the picture the next day.

By this time any more study that night was a lost cause and both girls retreated to the bedroom continuing their talk about the Kate's trip the previous year. As Kate described some more of the activities, both girls began to get turned on.

"The entire trip was non-stop sex play," she began. "Oh, I don't mean someone was doing something to me every second, but a lot more of the time than you'd believe possible. And even when nothing was actually going on, I still couldn't think about anything but sex. There was a lot of bondage and whipping, too, but I was fucked probably ten times every day. I know that sounds like a lot, especially if they were doing the same thing to the other girls, too, but, Ali, you won't believe how these guys could 'keep it up' so to speak. I'm sure they each managed at least ten times a day, not even counting tongues or dildos or such. And I can only guess how often I came. Probably twenty or thirty times a day for the whole trip. I told you this was the hottest sex I've ever had."

"They had these padded bar things on the deck and one afternoon one of the other girls and I were each tied over one. These things were a little less than waist high and we were bent over them with our legs spread about a foot and a half apart. My hands were tied spread, too, so this made me wide open with my ass the highest point. To make it more interesting, they blindfolded us."

"First, they spent twenty or thirty minutes teasing us. Running their hands all over us, fingering us, licking, and so on. And it wasn't just the five guys. They let the other three girls join in the fun, too. Well, like I said, this went on for about a half hour and then all of a sudden I felt a leather whip slam into my ass. They have a lot of different kinds of whips, but what they use most are cats of nine tails, and that's what this one was. A cat can feel like a soft leather massage or sting like hell. This wasn't a massage. I cried out, but when I opened my mouth, one of the guys stuck his cock in it. I certainly didn't mind that and started working on him when the cat hit again. It was all I could do to keep from biting the poor guy. They kept on whipping me until this guy spurted down my throat and when he pulled out another one took his place. And a second one shoved into me from behind. At least they weren't whipping my ass now. Anyway while these two were going at it I suddenly felt two other people start sucking on my tits. These turned out to be two of the other girls."

"Altogether they kept us tied on the bars for about three hours. And there wasn't any of that three hours I spent by myself. There was always someone touching, whipping, or fucking me. I'm sure I was had at least six times. Plus some more with vibrators."

"There was another time when James and Bob shared me and another girl for the night. They'd all play with all of us during the day but usually each of us belonged to one guy for the night, but this night two of them decided to share. Anyway, at one point the other girl - Carol, her name was - and I were strung up by our wrists, face to face, while the two guys beat our rears with paddles, leather straps, and cats. Then while we were still hanging there against each other, one of them took each of us in the ass. That was a really wild sensation, feeling her push against me each time the guy in her bottom thrust into her and me pushing back against her for the same reason."

Kate and Allison had met the previous year and become friends almost immediately. They had been sharing the apartment since August and had grown even closer. Neither was embarrassed at being undressed with the other and often slept in just panties or at most a short night shirt. The apartment only had one bedroom and while there were twin beds, the proximity left little privacy.

Both of the girls enjoyed an active sex life and didn't mind talking about it with each other. Allison had even said that she thought the reason she had majored in biology was that she liked sex so much. In the past it wasn't unusual when they were sharing the details of a particularly hot date for both of them to begin playing with themselves. The first time this happened neither realized what she was doing until well along and then suddenly both became embarrassed. Then Kate said, "Look, we both know we love sex. We both know we like talking about it. We share all kinds of intimate secrets. And we both know we like masturbating. So what the hell is the big deal? I don't mind if you don't."

Allison had finally agreed and from then on neither hesitated when they were having a hot conversion or watching a sexy video tape just because the other was there. Now both girls had their fingers busy as Kate described some of the things that had happened on her last trip. To Allison, some of these sounded like a story she might find on the net or in some porn magazine. Hot, but did this stuff happen in real life? Evidently it sometimes did. As Kate described being tied face to face - or maybe front to front would be a better description - with another girl while both were lashed with a cat of nine tails, Allison went over the top into orgasm. Soon after Kate stopped talking and soon was noisily entering her own climax. Finally as the sleet still rattled against the glass, both girls gave in to sleep. Allison's, at least, was filled with dreams of warm sun and hot sex.

Two days later as the two were finishing dinner the phone rang. Kate answered and then suddenly waved for Alison's attention as she listened to the person on the other end. For a minute she spoke with the caller and Alison could tell she seemed to know the person. Then after listening a minute she said, "Yes, I think she would be just what you're looking for. OK, she's right here." She turned and held the phone out to Allison.

Allison looked surprised and mouthed, "For me?" Kate nodded and smiled. Alison took the phone and said hello.

She was answered by a pleasant, deep male voice. "Allison, I understand that you might be interested in a little sailing trip. Is that right?"

Allison's heart skipped a beat. She was almost unable to find her voice but finally managed to cautiously say, "That's right. If it's the one Kate told me about."

The voice laughed. He had a very pleasant, sexy laugh and Allison visualized a tall, handsome man with dark hair and an enchanting smile. "That it is. I'm sure she has told you a lot about it. If you are still interested, we would like to have you come along."

Allison answered a little slowly. "From what I know I would like that. I think I'd like to know a little more before I commit myself completely."

"That's certainly understandable," the man said. "I'm sure Kate has told you about the physical exam, so why don't you go ahead with that. Then you and Kate can come down here when your break starts and everyone can meet and make a final decision. We'll send you two tickets and even if things don't work out, we'll pick up the tab for you to stay here a day or so. How does that sound?"

Alison gave into her feelings. "Like I must be dreaming."

The man laughed, a deep and sexy laugh. Alison found she was getting a little turned on just by the sound of his voice. "I think we're all going to really enjoy this," the man said. "Kate can tell you what to bring and I'm looking forward to seeing you on the twenty-fifth."

As Alison hung up the phone and turned back to her roommate, she saw that Kate's face was alive with a tremendous smile. "That was James," she said. "You'll love him. Literally, I expect. He is definitely one of the sexiest studs I've ever met."

"I'll admit," Alison said, "that his voice alone is enough to get me wet. Is he really as good as he sounds?"

"No," Kate responded. "Better. Six foot, brown hair, blue eyes that can undress you or look right inside your head. Shoulders about a meter wide and a stomach you could probably bounce a quarter off of. Not to mention the really good parts. Actually, he's one of the nicest men I've ever met. Even when he's swinging a whip at my ass."

Alison squeezed her legs together. "He does sound almost unreal. Are these guys really that good?"

"Well, I'll admit that I do think James is the best, but all the others who were there last year were really terrific. There won't necessarily be the exact same bunch this year, but probably most of them will be the same. I'm sure all will be really hot hunks as well as really nice."

Alison still looked a little disbelieving. "I still find it a little hard to believe that if these guys are that great, they have to pay for sex. And they're really not overboard into the kinky stuff? I mean to where they can't get off without it or something?"


Paid Vacation Pt. 01



Kate laughed. "I didn't believe it until I was actually there last year, either. But they are real. Like I said, they pay to get variety with no long term or fake relationship. Just fun sex. And as for being too kinky, well, they are into the bondage, BDSM stuff, but not to the exclusion of everything else. This is just a chance to really indulge in it. Another reason for paying us: It's not always easy to find someone who doesn't mind getting her rear end beaten. They'd probably have to sound out a lot of girls first. This way - personal recommendation - everyone knows what to expect first. And they don't want to just go to, say, a BDSM club or such because a lot of the people in places like that are too deeply involved in the life. These guys just enjoy the sex; they're not interested in really being masters or having slaves. In fact, when I said 'sex slave', that wasn't quite right. They'll treat us more like captives to be used sexually. Not really like slaves at all."

"It still sounds almost impossibly good, but I guess I want to find out," Alison said. "Anyway, they're sending tickets - they didn't say where either, do you know?"

Kate shook her head. "That's part of the surprise. We won't know where we're going until the tickets get here. And even then we won't know where we go afterwards. Just that it's sailing somewhere south and a lot warmer than here."

"He also said," Alison continued, "that you'd tell me what to bring."

"Yeah, I'll do that," Kate replied. "You'll need personal things like brush and comb. Not really any make-up, though. Probably we should pack some sun screen and so on, even though I'll bet they have it stocked. They usually think of everything like that. You'll need your pills. You aren't taking any other medicines, are you?" Alison shook her head. "Take your passport. You'll only need a little cash for that first afternoon; probably won't be any chances to go shopping unless we get a day before we have to fly back. These guys aren't exactly into shopping." Both girls giggled at this.

"What about clothes?" Alison asked.

"You'll need a bathing suit. That green bikini of yours is perfect. And you'll need a short evening dress: they'll take us out to dinner the first night. A combination get-to-know everyone and a sort of job interview. It'll be the last chance for us to back out or for them to change their minds. I'm going to fly down in jeans and a light shirt because it'll be a lot warmer there than here."

"OK," Alison replied. "But what else will I need to wear?"

"You still haven't completely grasped it, have you?" Kate said. "We're there to be sex slaves. Or more properly, sexy captives. Sex slaves don't wear clothes."

"You mean they'll keep us naked?" Alison exclaimed.

Kate grinned at her. "Last year I didn't wear anything bu t a smile for the entire two weeks. None of the guys wore too much, either"

Alison struggled to grasp this. Then she slowly said, "That sounds ... sexy...as...hell!"

Kate laughed deeply. "That it is. That it is. I'll bet it's two weeks after we get back before we can even get our knees back together."

Alison joined her laughter. "I must be crazy to be doing this. I've never even imagined sleeping with a guy unless I got to know him well and really liked him. And here I am planning on sleeping with five guys I've never met or even talked to."

"And maybe with some of the women," Kate put in.

"I'm still not sure about that," Alison said. "I'll have to see."

"And feel and taste and lick and nibble and ..." Kate teased.

"Cut that out!" Alison cried as she squeezed her legs together again. I've got an exam tomorrow and I don't know how I'm going to be able to study now."

"You're right," Kate agreed, soberly. "I've got work due tomorrow, too. The best thing we can do is to try to completely forget about this for the next two weeks. No more mention until then. OK?"

"I'll try," Alison said. "But I seriously doubt I can do it."

But they did manage to hold off any conversation on the subject. That is, until the tickets arrived the end of the following week. "Virgin Islands!" exclaimed Alison when she saw the destination. "I've always loved the pictures I've seen of that place. Paradise."

Kate was just as excited and agreed completely. "I can't think of a better place, can you? Even if the name is not exactly in keeping with the purpose of the trip." This brought a laugh from both girls and the rest of that night was lost is wild anticipation.

PAID VACATION - Ch. 2

Kate finished her exams on Thursday morning of finals week and Alison was only about three hours behind her. When the arrangements for the tickets had been made, Kate had said they could leave on Friday, so early Friday morning the two girls, each with only a small carry on, caught a cab for the airport. The flight required one plane change, but by noon they had left the snow behind and were staring at blue water, white sand, and bright sunshine as the jet made it's final approach to the island airport. A short cab ride placed them in the lobby of a resort hotel with ocean view rooms overlooking a beach of unbelievable picture book quality.

Once the two girls had had a chance to clean up, Kate knocked on Alison's door. Alison opened her door cautiously in her small green bikini. When she saw Kate standing there in an equally small black model, she opened the door wide and told her to come in. "I'm still not sure about going out in only this," Alison said as she turned and looked out her window.

"Don't worry about it," Kate replied. "Look out there. Half the people on the patio and beach have on even less. Well, maybe not less, but certainly no more. Besides, this is what they told us, remember. At one thirty we're to meet them at a table near the bar down on the beach. Think of it as part of the 'job interview', OK? After all, you can't blame them for wanting to see what you look like, now can you?"

"No, I guess not," Alison said. Then she brightened. "And I guess we won't standout unusually on that beach. You're right and there aren't a lot of clothes in sight."

"Oh, we'll standout, all right," Kate said. Both girls knew they were real knockouts and this comment brought a laugh from Alison, breaking the last of her tension. "Come on," Kate said. "Let's go see what we're getting ourselves into. Or maybe I should say see what's going to be getting into us." Laughing, the two left the room and headed for the beach.

The bar they were looking for was actually a combination of bar and hotel coffee shop, located right down on the beach, not forty yards from the ocean edge. It consisted of a fair sized building, open on three sides, with tables both under the roof and also out in the sun beyond. As they approached Kate recognized James at a table with a number of others. She counted four men and three women already seated, drinking cool looking drinks and nibbling at snacks on the table. As the two girls approached, James spotted them, waved, and stood as they came over. The other three men also stood and Alison was struck by this unusual display of courtesy. Kate went up directly to James and greeted him with a hug and a quick kiss. Then she turned to the other men and repeated the hug and kiss with two of them. James quickly introduced her to the third man who he identified as Joe. Kate reached to shake hands with him, but as he took her hand he leaned forward and gave her a hug and quick kiss also.

Kate then turned and introduced Alison. All of the men looked at her with frank appraisal and she responded in kind. Everyone was dressed in bathing suits, the women's as brief as her own and the men's also very revealing. As the introductions continued, Alison began to sort out everyone. There was James. She had immediately identified him from Kate's description. There was Joe, black hair, brown eyes, a ready smile. In fact everyone was friendly and had a warm and ready smile. The other two men were Bob and David. Both were blue eyed blondes, but David was at least six three while Bob was near Alison's own five nine. The three women were Kelly, Sue, and Barb. Alison soon found that Kelly and Sue had been on last year's trip with Kate, as had James, Bob, and David. While Barb was new, she was a close friend of Sue, much as Alison was Kate's friend. "Personal recommendation" echoed through Alison's mind. There was another return from last year, Ken, who was expected any minute.

Even though Alison was new to the group, she was immediately included in the conversation and within minutes felt as though she had known everyone before. It was soon obvious that there were no dullards in the group. As would be expected of young men who had risen rapidly, usually with their own companies, the men were all intelligent, confident, and mature. But the women, though younger, also fit this description. They could converse on a wide variety of topics, showing deep understanding. They were all poised and self possessed.

The conversation was general, not about the coming trip and not at all sexual in nature. However, sex was part of the gathering. Kate had been right and everyone of the men would definitely classify as a "hunk". The other three women were as attractive as Kate and Alison and everyone seemed to exude a feeling of, Alison wasn't exactly sure what, call it "aliveness". A feeling that they loved life and were ready to enjoy it in everything they did. Alison had long ago noted that this attitude seemed to be a part of all really sexy people, men and women.

In about ten minutes, Ken showed up. As Alison was introduced he leaned forward to give her a hug and a kiss and she responded in kind. In fact, she found she was immediately and very strongly attracted to him. Ken was about six foot with dark brown hair, worn medium short in a conventional haircut. He had eyes of almost the same deep emerald as Alison's and the usual ready smile which showed off a perfect set of white teeth. "Not even capped, just natural," Alison thought as she looked at him. He was really well built. Not an ounce of fat, smooth muscle everywhere, but not the overdeveloped bulges of a serious weight lifter. Arms that looked like they could lift her high and hold her with ease. "If he's really a company executive," Alison thought, "then he must spend all of his lunch time in the gym."

He sat next to Alison and over the next hour of conversation, his hand slid around her shoulders or along her arm several times. Each time brought an almost electric shock to Alison. Slight touching among those seated at the table seemed natural. It wasn't like groping or even especially sexual in itself. Just a natural action which was noticed, but not taken as anything unusual, by anyone. Except that Ken's touch seemed to Allison to be so intense. Within a half hour everyone seemed to feel as though they had all known each other well for months, if not years. Of course, several had, but someone watching probably couldn't have told who had and who had just met.

Finally, after about two hours, James got around to mentioning the real reason everyone was there. "As you all know by now," he began, "four of us guys and three of you girls were here - well, not really right here, exactly - but along for our trip last year. Joe is a newcomer and so are Alison and Barb. You veterans may remember that last year we had Roger, Carol and Elizabeth with us. Well, Carol couldn't make it this year; she's seriously involved with some guy - some lucky guy, I'm sure we all agree. And Roger and Elizabeth decided that they liked last year's 'get-to-know-you' activities" - this brought chuckles from most present - "so well that they, well, they decided to get married." This brought knowing grins from several of the men who already knew this and excited squeals from the three returning girls. "Anyway," James went on, "we've got some pretty good activities planned." Again the knowing grins and smiles from the three returning women. The two new women smiled but a little more uncertainly. "I'm sure we're all looking forward to it. Now I think it's time everyone had a chance to grab a swim or a nap or whatever they want and we can all meet in the lobby at seven for dinner."

With this the group broke apart and went their separate ways. Alison and Kate decided to go ahead and swim in the incredibly blue sea. Ken joined them for one quick trip out and back and then, with a hug and kiss for each, left, promising to meet them at seven. The two women swam a while longer and then headed back to their rooms. Alison promised to come over to Kate's room at five of seven and then they would go out to meet everyone together. Then she went into her room and decided a quick nap might be a good idea if she was going to be bright and awake that night. She set a clock to wake her at six fifteen, took off her suit and stretched nude on the bed and, as she began to drift asleep thought, "Quite a day. From snow to sleeping nude with the sound of the ocean coming through the window in less than twelve hours. And those five sexy, sexy men..." As she fell asleep the thought of one of those men in particular left a smile painted across her mouth below her closed eyes.

At a quarter after six the alarm woke Alison. She felt immediately wide awake, rested and eager to continue her adventure, for that was how she was coming to think about the whole trip. She quickly showered and dressed in the one really good evening dress she owned, a decidedly simple silk in a green slightly darker than emerald. The soft fabric clung to her curves showing off her excellent figure and the color enhanced both her eyes and dark red hair. The dress was cut well above her knees and was low enough in the front to reveal the tops of her breasts. It left a lot of her back completely bare.

Alison knew she looked good in this, but now began to worry that here she would stand out, not because of her looks, but because of her lack of tan. Everyone on the island, it seemed, had already been in the sun long enough to acquire at least a golden color, but her skin was nearly white from the dark Michigan winter. At least, she thought, most of the other girls are just as pale. Only Kelly looked as if she had been out in the sun at all. Actually this wasn't surprising. During the conversation that afternoon, Alison had discovered that all of the women were graduate students and, in fact, all were from northern schools. Kelly went to school in New York, so her tan probably came from a booth.

A little before seven Alison knocked on Kate's door and when Kate opened it she found her in a plain black dress which contrasted well with her blonde hair. Since Kate was ready, the two started to the lobby. As they walked into the large room they saw Sue and Barb entering from another door. Both pairs immediately spotted the group of men and Kelly, seated in a corner and headed in that direction. As they walked across the lobby, the men stood to greet them. Just below their consciousness both Kate and Alison were aware that male (and some female) heads turned to look as they passed. Neither gave much thought to this; it wasn't uncommon when they were somewhere together, especially if they were dressed up. But as everyone met the thought struck Alison that every one of the ten of them was unusually attractive and the thought of an entire group of perfect people - well, not perfect, but attractive - did seem a little surreal.

The men had a limo waiting which took the group to one of the better restaurants on the island. This turned out to be a plushly furnished place with the feel of a better English pub, dim candle light, and quiet music. There was a small dance floor by the bar, but the only music coming from it was soft and slow. Definitely not the kind of place usually frequented by college students on spring break. In fact, Alison thought, the tab tonight would likely pay her usual food bill for a month. (As it turned out, she was wrong: it would probably have provided for two months.)

The food was superb and the service excellent. The men all seemed quite at home in this atmosphere and all the women, though probably not used to such surroundings, gave the appearance of being at ease. The conversation was interesting and once again Alison was struck by the qualities of everyone in the group, not just their physical appearance. James ordered a wine with the meal that, to Alison at least, tasted better than any she had ever had. After they had taken a taste, James said, "Enjoy the wine tonight. One of our hard and fast rules is no alcohol on the trip at all. Drinking doesn't go with boats or the kind of play we have in mind."

This remark brought back to Alison - and it looked like to a couple of the others also - the real purpose for being here. This morning she had put on jeans and gone out into blowing snow. She had spent the afternoon in a beautiful tropical paradise clad only in six ounces of nylon and tonight she was sitting in an elegant restaurant drinking a rare vintage wine. She wondered how different her situation would be by this time the next day.

When they had finished the meal, another glass of wine was poured and James cleared his throat. "Not that there has really been much question, but the five of us want to make it official. Kelly, Sue and Kate, you three know you have already been invited back. Alison and Barb, we want to officially invite you to join us on this cruise. The final choice is, of course, yours, and I'm sure you have some questions about it. But I suggest you hold them until, shall we say, a little less public place. We plan to make an early start tomorrow, so I don't expect that anyone will want to stay up too late. Why don't we go back to the hotel and when we get there, let's see, David, why don't you fill in Barb on any questions she has and, Ken, you can do the same for Alison."

Alison felt her heart skip a beat. In fact although she was strongly attracted to each of the five men, every time she looked at Ken, she almost had to squeeze her legs together. Everyone left the dining room and found the limo right outside. The trip back to the hotel was short and as they left the car, everyone seemed to break up into pairs. Ken took Alison's arm and said, "Well, I suspect you would like to talk a little bit about this whole thing before making a final decision. So why don't we go to your room? That is if you don't think it will ruin your reputation if someone sees me go in there with you."

Alison laughed. "If it's a man, he wouldn't care and if it's a woman, she'll be too busy being jealous to care about my reputation. Seriously, that would be a good place to talk." With this they headed down the hall and soon were entering her room. Alison turned on a small lamp, opened the curtain so they could look out at the ocean, and the two of them took chairs near each other.

After they had sat for a minute or so looking out, Alison finally broke the silence. "OK. I'm still interested, but I would like to know a little more about what you expect from me."

Ken looked away from the window towards her. "Well," he began, "you know that this cruise is really all about sex. What a lot of people would call kinky sex and some would say perverted. But let me make it clear. None of us are really heavily into the master-slave stuff. We've just all found that we enjoy that kind of sex. And you must have tried some of it, too, or you wouldn't have been asked to come." Alison nodded. Ken went on, "We are definitely not into any kind of real domination. No humiliation, physical or psychological. Frankly, a girl who gets off on being degraded turns us off. What we do like is usually classed as BDSM, but only consensual. If you don't like something it wouldn't turn us on either. We do like bondage, sometimes fairly restrictive. And we like punishing a woman. That isn't exactly what I mean. It's not just inflicting pain. If fact I would rather describe it as 'painful stimulation' because we never want to hurt anyone more than they actually want themselves. And we're careful to only select girls who aren't so hung up on this stuff that they really want themselves to be badly hurt. We have very strict rules about how we play. You heard one of them: no alcohol. And absolutely no drugs. We're very careful in maters of safety. No one is ever bound and left alone. No one is ever put in some position where they can't say if they need out. We rarely, if ever, use gags and if we do you would always have some other way to let us know if things get to be too much. There's never any blood or broken skin or anything like that. Is this making sense to you? Sort of what you expected?"




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Alison replied, "I guess so. It sounds pretty much like what Kate told me. I have played a few of these games and they did really turn me on, but I've never gotten into them very deeply. I guess you could say I like them a lot, but I can take it or leave it."

Ken nodded. "Good. Now about something you are probably too polite to ask. About the money. Why do we have to pay someone to play games they like? First, I think Kate told you, we'll pay you four grand at the end of the trip. Plus all your expenses. We do this for several reasons. First, like I said, we're not into this 'lifestyle' full time. This is just a pleasant break we have once in a while. Therefore we don't spend a lot of time with people who are really into this. Secondly, as you might have noticed, all of you are extremely attractive women as well as intelligent and self-assured. That's one of the reasons we limit ourselves to graduate students who are more mature. Also you are amateurs - definitely no insult intended. We're not interested in hiring a professional who's doing this stuff just for the money and pretending enjoyment. We look for someone, like ourselves, who likes this stuff but whose whole life isn't hung up with it. And finally, we are, what might be called, 'self made men.' That is, we worked ourselves up and remember what college was like. Never enough money for what you want. We can afford it and we like to help you out in return."

"Now as to what we'd expect you to do. This whole thing is about sex. You will have sex with all of us, alone or in combination. Pretty much every type of sex. Sometimes we like you to enjoy the other women, too, but if that's a real problem for you, we certainly won't force it. There will be a lot of bondage, a fair amount of spanking, whipping, etc. - none severe enough to do any real damage, like I said. We don't really think of you as a sex slave, but rather as a captive, to be used sexually, but who also wants it herself. Things can get pretty intense, but we would never force you to continue something you really didn't want to. Each of you will have a safe word. You're familiar with safe words?" Alison nodded. "In fact, you'll have two: 'red light' means stop and 'yellow light' means go a little easier. How's this sounding to you?"

"Pretty much like I'm dreaming," Alison said. "Really, I think I would love most of this. I really haven't tried anything too severe - like any real whipping. I've had a belt used on me, but nothing worse. I honestly can't say about sex with another woman. I know I'm not gay, but I don't know if I would enjoy it with another girl just for the sexual fun of it. Probably I'd be willing to give it a try. I've never had anal sex and I'm a little scared of that, but I'd at least try it. If you still want to have me, I'm ready to go along."

"Wonderful!" Ken exclaimed. "We'll be sailing tomorrow at about eight fifteen. Everyone is going to meet down on the beach where we were this afternoon at seven for breakfast. Wear your bathing suit, put your hair brush and such in a small bag and pack everything else and bring it along. Leave your key here in the room and we'll take care of checking you out." Ken stood up and turned towards the door.

Alison quickly stood and said, "Just a second." Ken turned and she took a step towards him.

"What is it?" he asked.

"It's just that I've had a nearly irresistible urge ever since I first met you this afternoon to do this." Allison put her arms around Ken's neck and pulled herself against him and locked her mouth to his. As she pressed against him, Ken responded and in a second his mouth opened to hers and their tongues swirled together. Ken's hands slid down her bare back and came to rest cupping her taut buttocks. Alison could feel him begin to harden against her and she ground her pelvis against his.

Still holding the kiss, Alison pushed his jacket from his shoulders and began to unbutton his shirt. Ken hesitated only a second and then his hand lifted to the zipper on her dress and began to slowly slide it down. They continued locked mouth to mouth as they removed each others' clothes and before two minutes had passed, both were nude and still holding the kiss. Alison felt her nipples, now rock hard, rub across the course hair of Ken's chest and she let her hand drop to grasp his now erect member. Her mind was happy to discover that even here Ken fulfilled her imagination: The hard rod in her hand was a good seven inches and felt like a hot, living shaft. The couple moved towards the bed and Ken lowered her slowly. He lowered himself over her and Alison sharply sucked in her breath as she felt the hard cock slide into her sopping tunnel. They made love with an intensity that surprised both of them and afterwards Alison mentally rated the encounter as a seven on a scale of ten. A seven for the first time was outstanding! She expected that after a few more episodes it might even rise to an eleven!

After the final explosions, the two lay together for several minutes, Ken occasionally kissing her shoulders, breasts, and eyelids. Finally he kissed her firmly on the lips and sat up. "I wasn't expecting that," he said. "But I'm certainly not complaining. I think we are going to really enjoy each other. And while it's not normally my style to leave, I really do have to go back to my room and finish a couple of things before tomorrow. I'm really looking forward to this cruise - more so now than any previous one." He bent and kissed her once more. "good night, Lover." Then he slipped on his clothes and left, closing the door softly behind him. Alison shivered with the incredible excitement of everything: the love making, the anticipation of the trip, and a little apprehension of what it was going to be like to be a sex slave. Or, she corrected herself, a willing sexual captive. She set her clock for six, pulled a sheet over her nude form, and was almost instantly asleep.

    PAID VACATION - Ch. 3

When the alarm sounded at six, Alison required several seconds to recall exactly where she was. But as memory flooded back and she became aware of the bright tropical sun shining in her window she was intensely eager to get on with things. For a second as she recalled the events of the previous evening, everything seemed like a wild dream. Then the remembered the feel of Ken's hard body pressing against her and the excitement of him sliding into her brought back the wonderful reality. Still nude, she leaped from the bed and enthusiastically headed for the shower.

She remained nude while she packed her few belongings into her travel bag and put her brush and comb, her birth control pills, and a couple of other small things into a small belt pack. Finally she retrieved the bathing suit she had washed out the previous afternoon from where it hung drying in the bathroom. Somehow in this island vacationland it didn't seem unusual to leave the room before seven dressed only in a brief bikini. In fact, as she closed her room door, leaving the key inside, and started towards the beachfront coffee shop she saw several others out walking the beach or heading towards other buildings and none of them wore much more than she did. Although the sun was not yet high, the temperature was well into the seventies and Alison knew that in the islands it would soon climb into the low eighties, but not go far enough to be uncomfortable.

The sand felt warm beneath her feet as she crossed the fifty yards or so to where everyone had been the previous afternoon. As she arrived she saw that Sue and Kate were already there with Ken, Joe, and James. She joined them and within a couple of minutes all the others had arrived. The men had already ordered a light breakfast of fruits and breads which began to be served buffet style by the hotel's efficient staff. Before they had finished eating, several other small groups and a couple of individuals had arrived and were eating their own meals. A number of other people could be seen walking on the beach. This place seemed to come alive earlier than Alison had expected.

When everyone had finished James called over one of the hotel waiters. He spoke quietly to him for a second and Alison saw him press a bill into the man's hand as he smiled and nodded. She was then a little surprised to see the man begin to collect the travel bags from the five women and leave with them. "Don't worry," James said. "They'll be stored and ready for you when we get back. The reality was beginning to sink into Alison that she would be leaving for a two week trip with no clothing whatsoever except the few ounces she was currently wearing. The concept both excited and slightly frightened her.

James spoke again. "The boat is over at the hotel pier. It's only a few hundred yards so let's walk over." With that he led the group down the beach towards a long wooden pier running out into the bay. There were several craft, both power and sail, tied up along it, but James went on towards the farthest end. Even though Alison knew the boat was fairly large she was still impressed by the sight of it. The boat, anchored a little way out, looked to be a good sixty feet or more long with a fairly wide beam. Not built for racing, she thought, but it should be stable and certainly could offer enough room. A cockpit was located on a raised portion near the bow and a closed pilot house was above and behind that. This struck Alison as a little strange. She was not a sailor but had spent a little time with smaller craft on Lake Michigan and now thought that the layout of this craft made it necessary for the pilot to look over his shoulder to see the condition of the sail. But then, she thought, it did give a nice clear view forward and with a craft like this it was unlikely that they would be constantly sailing close to the wind. As she had already thought, this was not a racing craft.

There was a small, outboard powered launch with an attendant waiting at the end of the pier to take them out to the boat and everyone was soon aboard. James told them to stay topside. He then went to the cockpit, turned on the blowers, and shortly started the axillary engine. It appeared the boat could be run from either the closed pilot house or the open cockpit. Within five minutes they were slowly heading towards the mouth of the bay. As soon as they rounded the point a couple of the men began to handle the sails like they really knew what they were doing. In only a few minutes James cut the engine and the craft was slicing through the incredibly clear blue water at a fair pace.

For the next half hour everyone was either engaged in trimming the sails or just sat enjoying the sun, sea and breeze and each other's conversation. Then, as the island was dropping low behind them, James locked the sail and engaged what must have been some kind of autopilot. He came aft along with the other men who had been on the sails and joined everyone else in the aft well. A subtle change seemed to come over the men. James began in a tone that seemed more strongly in command, as though it were no longer a gathering of friends, but a situation in which he was clearly in charge. "I think it's time that our 'guests'" - he said the word so to indicate that they were anything but guests - "that our 'guests' learn their proper place." He opened a small storage compartment, brought out a nylon bag, and then turned to face the women. "All right, you wenches, strip."

Alison looked around. Kate, Kelly, and Sue immediately began to unfasten their bikini tops. After a second's hesitation, Alison followed suit and also saw that Barb was removing hers. Within thirty seconds the bottoms had followed and all five women were completely naked. Alison noticed that Kelly and Sue had, as had Kate, completely shaved pubes. James emptied the bag he was holding onto the well floor and Alison saw that it contained sets of padded cuffs. James collected their suits and placed them inside the now empty bag. He stowed the bag back into the compartment and closed a padlock onto the hasp. "You'll have no more need of these for the next two weeks," he said.

The other men now picked up sets of the cuffs and each went to one of the women and fastened the cuffs about their wrists and ankles. The cuffs were padded and soft so that they were not uncomfortable, but fit closely. Metal D rings were securely attached to each cuff. James spoke again. "Since you haven't been out in the sun too much, we're going to limit you so you won't get a burn. In a few minutes we'll take you below for some other 'activity', but first we have something that must be done." He nodded to the others and two men each moved towards Alison and Barb. They firmly took the girls' arms and led them over to a pair of benches, vinyl covered and heavily padded. Each girl was laid on her back and her hands were fastened over her head to the bench legs. Alison's own legs were spread to either side of the bench and tied, completely exposing her. She could see that Barb was similarly arrayed. The other three women then had their hands clipped together behind them, but were left free to watch.

One of the men went below and soon returned with a large plastic bowl. He removed a small, wet hand towel and squeezed out the extra water. As he placed this over Alison's crotch and she felt the hot water, she began to get a pretty good idea of what was coming. The man repeated the procedure with Barb. In a few minutes the man removed the towel from Alison's thick patch of red hair and her guess was confirmed when he began to apply shaving cream. She had noticed that Barb was a natural blonde - or had done a really good dye job - but now guessed that in a minute or two no one would be able to check either of their natural colors. As the razor tugged repeatedly across her sensitive skin, Alison felt the sea breeze began to caress in previously protected places and decided the sensation was a nice one. In just a few minutes both women were as bare in their private regions as they had been as little girls. Ken used the warm water to rinse them and then a towel to pat them dry.

He made an intense inspection, bringing a blush to both Alison and Barb. "Looks good to me," he said, "but maybe we should conduct a quality assurance test." At this the other four men laughed and moved over to the two girls. Ken knelt at Alison's feet and James did the same with Barb. Then suddenly Alison felt the unusual sensation of a wet tongue running up the inside of her leg and across the smooth area which, until a few minutes ago, had been shielded by her course, red thatch. After several seconds of licking, Ken stood and Bob took his place. For ten minutes the men switched off between the two bound women, licking their newly bared pubes and bringing both to a high level of excitement.

At last David stood up and said, "Well, I, for one, want to sample the wench." A murmur of agreement went through the other four men and Bob stood up from where he was busy with his tongue on Barb's bare crotch. Both men pulled off their bathing suits, revealing hard cocks. Alison was already in a high state of excitement and when a man she had met less than a day earlier and only spoken with a little, stood naked before her, lowering himself onto her bare body, she was too turned on to be embarrassed that her friend Kate as well as several others - practically strangers - were watching as she began to be soundly fucked. As David and Bob finished and pulled their shrinking members away, their places were taken by Ken and Joe. And when Ken finished with Barb enjoying her second orgasm, James took his place and drove her to two more.

As Alison lay in the sun, tied naked and exposed with the come of two men running out of her slit, it really began to sink in what this trip was going to be like. And she loved it!

The men remained naked and soon began to release the two bound women. "We don't want our returning captives to feel slighted," David said. "I think we should do something to celebrate the beginning of their new trip." He bent to another compartment and when he stood again, Alison could se that he held a cat of nine tails in his hand. The whip had leather tails about thirty inches long and looked well oiled. The tails blended into the leather wrapping of the sixteen inch handle. As he held up the whip the other men cheered and three of them went to the three girls. The women's hands were unclipped and then they were taken towards the front of the well. Alison had noticed that there were several tall poles rising from the edge of the well and that those along the front and back were connected by cross pieces located about eight feet up from the bottom. She had assumed that this arrangement was probably used to hold a tarp or such in case of weather. Now she saw it was for a different purpose as the three women were led beneath it. Their hands were raised above their heads, spread about two feet apart and then attached to light chains which were attached to rings in the cross piece. Their ankles were spread and the cuffs attached to rings in the deck. Each of the women was now stretched spread eagled with their backs towards the men in the well. Alison and Barb were led to the other end and arranged similarly, facing forward so they could watch Kate, Sue, and Kelly.

Ken and James had also brought out identical whips and now each of the three moved behind the bound women. David swung the whip sharply so the tails landed across Kate's ass. Her cry, more of surprise than pain, mingled with the sound of leather on flesh. It was immediately followed by the combined sounds of two more strokes landing on the other two pairs of bare buttocks.

When Alison had first seen the cat her feelings were mixed: apprehension and excitement. Now as she watched her friend and the other two being flogged she was still a little afraid. Would she be able to take this? Would she have to right away? But she was also surprised by the intense sensation the sight and sound caused. At the first stroke and Kate's cry she felt her own pussy flood with moisture. Now as the whipping continued with harder and harder strokes leaving red lines on the bare flesh and bringing sharp cries from the girls, she found herself squirming against her bonds and trying to squeeze her legs together. When she glanced around at Barb she saw the other woman appeared to be having a similar reaction.

The whipping continued with the men beginning to spread the blows. While they still concentrated on the now red asses, they also landed blows to the backs, legs, and even, Alison was somewhat surprised to see, to the women's fronts, including their bare breasts. Finally the blows ceased and David and James moved behind their two girls and began to fondle their tits from behind. It was obvious from the women's reactions they were enjoying everything, even including the whipping. Instead of playing with Kelly, Ken stepped back and turned to Joe, who was watching intently. In fact, Alison thought with a suppressed giggle, he'd better watch out or he'd get his tongue stepped on. Ken motioned to Joe. "Go ahead, Joe. This is your first trip so you might as well get into the way we run things from the start." Joe didn't need any extra urging and moved up behind Kate and began squeezing her firm breasts as he pressed himself against her hot, red rear.

Ken moved over to Alison and Bob stepped next to Barb. The two men, while continuing to watch the action in front of them, began to tease the two bound women. He rolled Alison's hard nipples between his fingers and thumbs, he let his hands brush over her swollen pussy lips and newly exposed pubes. Finally he used a finger to penetrate her and play with her hard clit. Meanwhile the three men had all entered the hanging women from behind and were holding onto their hips and fucking them in hard, deep strokes. Alison was aware that there seemed to be a woman climaxing constantly, but was so involved with her own arousal that she couldn't have said which ones. Actually before the men stopped each of the five had come at least two times. Kate had had four hard climaxes and was now hanging almost limply.




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Finally as the men began to settle Ken said, "You guys had better get these girls below before they get sunburned. I'll take the first watch, but I think I'll keep Alison up here for decoration if you don't mind. I'll run things from the pilot house to keep her out of the sun."

The others agreed and began to release the women from the chains and lead them below. Ken unfastened Alison's wrists and ankles and, taking her wrist in his hand, gently pulled her forward and up the ladder into the pilot house. Here he once more bound her in a standing spread eagle from ceiling and deck rings just to the left of the pilot's chair. He checked the instruments, checked their position on a chart and made a quick survey of the bridge, but left the auto pilot engaged.

At last he moved to stand facing her. He let his hands roam across her firm breasts and then slide down and around to her ass.. "Well, is it what you expected so far?" he asked.

Alison's breathing was starting to become faster again as she became aroused, but she managed to say, "I didn't really know what to expect. I still don't. But I'll say I've never been so turned on. I had no idea watching those three get whipped would make me so hot."

Ken laughed. "Just wait until it's you on the receiving end." Alison shuddered but it was with a shiver of excitement. "In fact," Ken went on, "I don't see any real reason to wait." With this he pinched her nipples and then went to one of the compartments behind Alison. When he came back he was holding another leather cat. Alison stared at it like the proverbial small animal mesmerized by a snake. Ken let the tails trail over her bare skin, across her ass, and up across her tits. Alison sucked in her breath as the leather pulled across her hard nipples. Ken continued to drag the whip across her skin and play with her for several minutes.

Suddenly Alison heard a sharp feminine cry from below. This was soon followed by several others, but Alison didn't worry about the other girls. Instead her reaction was to become even more aroused. Finally Ken stepped back and raised the whip. He brought his hand sharply down and Alison sucked in a sharp, deep breath as the leather tails snapped against her taut rear. The blow didn't really hurt, just stung a little. "You remember your safe words OK?" Ken asked. Alison nodded and he landed another blow, slightly harder than the first.

For the next twenty minutes Ken continued a slow flogging. The strokes became progressively harder and he spread them around. The first time the lashes landed on Alison's nipples she let out a loud cry. But she didn't even think of using a safe word. She was becoming more turned on than ever before and was constantly surprised that this stimulation, now definitely becoming painful, had such an effect. Ken brought the tails up between her legs from behind and the lashes landed on her swollen pussy lips, bisecting them, with one striking directly on her clit. She screamed and started to come. As she shook through her orgasm, straining against her bonds, Ken continued to whip her. He eased a little as she came down but continued the assault, soon increasing the strength of the beating once again. And Alison responded and began once more to be aroused. The blows were hard enough that they were leaving red lines and generally bringing cries or screams, but they also drove her higher and higher. Finally Ken gave her several especially hard strokes and then dropped the whip and moved to face her. His long, hard cock touched her pussy lips and then plunged in all the way in a single stroke. Alison was so wet that he met almost no resistance entering, but then as he began to withdraw her muscles clamped down hard trying to hold him inside. He fucked her in deep, hard strokes, his hands running over her hot, sore skin, squeezing her ass and pinching and pulling her nipples. When he came and Alison felt his hot come spurt deeply inside her, she screamed and came again herself.

As he shrank and slipped out of her, Alison felt her juices and his begin to run down the inside of her legs. Tied spread open like that there was nothing she could do about it and she was again surprised that the sensation of this, instead of feeling dirty and icky, turned her on even more. She was definitely discovering a lot of surprising things about her own feelings and reactions.

Ken withdrew and left her hanging there. He moved around her and let his fingers tease her ultra sensitive areas, pinching her swollen nipples and squeezing her clit. He let his fingers trail across her pussy from behind, the juices running over his fingers. He then moved a finger up the crack of her ass and began to gently push against her anus. Alison first clamped down but then realized that she loved this sensation, too. She tried to relax and soon Ken's wet and slick finger began to penetrate her rectum. She had never imagined this could feel so good. He began to work his finger in and out and Alison responded. Ken added his thumb to the play, letting it rub her hard clit. In just a couple of minutes Alison found herself once more climaxing as Ken's thumb and finger pressed into her aroused body.

As she calmed down and Ken pulled his hand away, he said, "You are definitely one hot woman, aren't you? Was this really your first whipping?"

Alison nodded. "I've played spanking games a few times and had a belt used on me, but I've never been whipped before. And before you ask, I loved it! I don't think I would have if it had been a real, severe whipping instead of a play one, but you turned me on like never before in my life."

"Well, you actually came from the whipping alone, so you must have enjoyed it. I expect you are going to enjoy this whole cruise quite a bit."

Alison grinned at him. "I'm sure I will. Now, how about letting me down."

"Nope," Ken said. "I like you where you are. You make a nice decoration. I think I'll just leave you there until someone comes to relieve me at the watch. Besides, I may want to torture that beautiful body of yours some more."

Alison seemed a little surprised and actually turned a little red - or maybe a little more red - at the idea that she would stay here, spread wide and open. This was going to turn out to be a really interesting vacation. Ken checked the instruments again and then came back beside her. He stood next to her looking out at the ocean and casually sliding his hand across her tender ass. Alison could hear the occasional cry or scream from below, but also some sounds that more likely were orgasms. Finally she asked, "Ken, is this boat set up for this kind of play? There seem to be tie points everywhere up here. I haven't seen below decks yet, but I'll bet there are a lot of rings and stuff there too."

Ken laughed. "You're pretty observant. Yes, the boat belongs to a guy we know who has more money than all of us put together. He bought the boat and then completely redid the interior to turn it into a floating BDSM playroom. He and his wife love this kind of stuff and often bring someone else with them on trips for the same sort of games. He lets us use the boat once in a while and, yes, some of us have been guests on cruises with him and his wife. She's pretty hot, too, I'll say, but not even she reacts like you did awhile ago. You'll find a lot more than tie rings below decks. And, by the way, all of us have been on the receiving end of the cat, too. So we do know what it feels like. In general, we like that end of things too, but not as well as having you girls as our captives. So don't expect to get to whip my ass on this cruise." The he looked at her slyly. "Maybe some other time."

Ken continued to tease and play with Alison, keeping her aroused but just below the level of coming. They discussed the boat and sex games in general, but Ken wouldn't tell her exactly what she could expect. "It's usually better as a surprise," he said. At one point he got a couple of clothes pins and put them on her hard nipples. He left them there for fifteen minutes, sometimes tugging or twisting them while continuing to stimulate her with his hands and tongue.

After what must have been a little more than an hour, David appeared with Sue. "OK, I'll take the watch," he said. Why don't you go below and enjoy our captives a little." Then he noticed the red lines still showing on Alison and added, "But I see you have already begun. Well, take her below anyway. I'm sure the others would like to share her." However, his smile took any real callousness from his remark.

Ken released Alison and David moved Sue over and began to fasten her where Alison had been. Sue had small clamps on both of her nipples connected by a light chain and Alison noticed that there were a number of red lines on her body. And when she passed in front, she saw that Sue appeared to have some object embedded in her rear. But the look on Sue's face showed she was enjoying this as much as anyone else.

Ken led Alison down the ladder and then down another to end below deck. There a long, narrow hall - companion way, Alison remembered - led from the base of the ladder on forward and also towards the stern. Alison could see that these ended in larger rooms at the bow and stern and a number of doors opened off the sides. "There are six cabins, including the owner's," Ken explained. "Plus three heads, a galley, and several 'special' compartments. There are also the two large lounges, fore and aft. You'll see them all before too long, but I think the others are aft right now, so let's join them."

Alison's hands had been fastened together in front of her and now Ken pulled them along behind him so she had no choice but to follow him to the rear. She noticed that the companionway was very narrow and that if someone came the other way they would have to turn sideways to pass. Since it looked like the men would be naked most of the time as well as the five women, this, all by itself, might make for some interesting moments during the next two weeks.

Ken led her into a large room at the end of the passage. This was the full width of the boat and had high windows along both sides and across the stern. Leather covered furniture, including several couches, was arranged around the walls, but there were also some not quite so common objects. But what first caught her eye was the sight of Barb and Kate, both hanging from the same point by their wrists and pressed tightly together, front to front. Bob and Joe were each holding a long, leather covered paddle which they were applying at irregular intervals to the already red asses of the two women. On closer inspection Alison saw something else. She couldn't tell exactly what it was, but there seemed to be some object between their legs with an end buried in each of their pussies. Later she was to find that this was a double ended dildo. The two girls were reacting to the paddling with sharp cries but also by grinding their crotches together as much as they could in this position. Off to one side Alison saw Kelly. She was bound, bent over something that looked like a padded leather vaulting horse. She was positioned at one end with her legs spread and ankles bound to the horse legs. She lay along the length of the padded leather with her wrists pulled tightly down to the other set of legs. There was a weighted clamp attached to the nipple Alison could see (and she assumed, correctly, another one on the other side). Her ass was covered with cris-crossing red lines, but what really held Alison's attention was that James had his cock buried deeply, not in her vagina, but in her rear hole and was fucking her in long, slow, deep strokes. Kelly was clearly getting off on this and even cried for him to fuck her harder, just as James stiffened and grabbed her hips, obviously shooting his load deep within the girl's bowels. This seemed to set Kelly off and she began her own climax.

As James started to come down he looked around and saw Ken and Alison. "I see you brought our new member down," he commented. Then looking critically at Alison he added, "And I see you have already given her a sample of the cat. How does she like it."

"You wouldn't believe," Ken replied. "If I didn't know better I'd say she's been doing this stuff for years. She's definitely hot. Just wait until you try her."

The thought suddenly struck Alison that she had not met any of these people except Kate until just about twenty-fours ago and here she was watching one of them get fucked in the ass, another two getting their butts beaten bright red, and Ken was talking about using her for a sex toy as though she wasn't even there. But the thing that surprised her about this thought was that none of it seemed really strange at all. "I guess I've just fallen down the rabbit hole," she thought. "And I really seem to be taking to this Wonderland completely."

James pulled away from Kelly, leaving her bound to the horse, his come dripping from her ass. Ken looked at Kelly's taut bottom and casually said, "I'm really looking forward to fucking Alison's ass, but she says she's never done that before. So I suppose we should wait until tonight and prepare her a little first."

James ran a critical eye over Alison's bare rear. "She does look like her bottom would feel awfully good," he commented. "But you're right. Why don't we start getting her ready for that and then I'll play with her for a little while and you can have Kelly's ass now, if you want. You remember how nice and tight she is there."

"I sure do," Ken replied. "That sounds great. Come on. Help me get Alison ready first. Or would you like to do it?"

"I wouldn't mind that at all," James replied. "Just help me get her in position first." He took Alison's wrists and led her over to a padded leather table and had her stand with her back to one end. He and Ken helped her to sit on the end of the table and then to lie down on her back. Her hands were separated and pulled above her head where they were fastened to the two sides of the table end. The two men then pulled her down the table until her bottom came almost all the way off the padded surface. Two chains were attached to her ankle cuffs and Ken and James each pulled an ankle up and out where they fastened them to ceiling chains. Alison was left stretched on the table, her legs spread four feet apart and pulled tightly towards the ceiling. A wide belt was added to hold her waist down to the table.

"OK, that's got her," Ken said. "I'm going to sample Kelly so go ahead and enjoy Alison." He then walked over to the other bound woman and slapped her hard on her tight bottom. "Hi, Lover," he said. "Ready to get your ass reamed again?"

Kelly twisted around to look at him over her shoulder and smiled. "If you think you can get that thing hard enough to do it, I'm ready to wring you dry, Stud."

Ken laughed. "That kind of talk calls for some punishment, I'm sure. Let's see what I can find here." He turned towards a cabinet against the wall and dug around inside for a few seconds. "Just the thing," he said and returned to Kelly. She couldn't see what he had in his hands and the first thing he did was to remove the two nipple clamps. Kelly cried out at the pain from the returning blood, but Ken made it worse by rubbing and squeezing her crushed nipples. Then he brought around the object he had retrieved from the cabinet. It was a small cat with light weight tails about fourteen inches in length. He swung it experimentally a couple of times and then brought it up from her right side to land across her dangling breast. Kelly screamed at the sting of a leather tail snapping against her hard and sore nipple. Ken repeated the blow, bringing another loud response. He switched to her left side and began to abuse that taut globe also. Before he put down the whip he had delivered a dozen strokes to each of Kelly's breasts and fine red lines largely covered their surfaces.

"Now, Wench, maybe that will teach you not to smart off at me." He moved behind her and wet his finger. He began to tease her stretched anus and soon was pushing the digit deeply inside and twisting it back and forth. Kelly was loving this treatment and wiggled her ass as much as her bonds allowed to get deeper penetration. Finally Ken withdrew his finger and replaced it with the head of his large, hard cock.. Slowly he pressed towards her, driving his stiff shaft into her already stretched rear passage. He pressed his entire length into her and then held it there. The look on Kelly's face was indescribable, but definitely a happy one. Then Ken began to slowly move out and back in again and within a few strokes, Kelly was encouraging him to fuck harder and faster.

From where she was bound on the table, Alison watched the other girl. "It looks like it really turns her on," she thought. "I want to try it, but I'm still afraid it will hurt too much." Then her attention was diverted as James, who had been playing casually with her tits as he also watched Ken and Kelly, began to let his fingers start to roam lower. He stroked her bare pubes and her swollen pussy lips. His finger penetrated and began to work in and out. Suddenly he pulled his finger free and replaced it with his mouth. He began to lick her slit, letting his tongue swirl around her protruding clit and sometimes plunge inside her wet slit. She began to climb higher and higher from this treatment when she suddenly felt something cool and slick at her puckered rear opening. She instinctively tried to clamp down, but with her legs spread taut and wide she couldn't do much about it. Then the feeling resolved itself into James' finger which seemed to be covered with Vaseline. He relentlessly continued his slow assault and soon began to press this finger against her opening. It slipped inside and Alison tried to relax her muscles. James worked his finger in and out, a couple of times removing it all the way to return with additional lubricant. He pressed inside as deeply as he could and spread the slick stuff with a twisting, in and out motion. During all this his mouth never left her pussy and soon Alison was on the verge of coming again. The now exciting sensation at her ass was only adding to her arousal. But before she came the finger was removed. She soon felt another object, rounded and smooth, began to press where the finger had been. It felt as if the object was tapered, getting larger along its length and each push brought the intruder in a little deeper, stretching her to the point of pain, but never past it. Then the smooth shaft would withdraw only to return again, with a twisting motion and a relentless pressure, each time a little deeper. James began to suck on her clit and to press even more firmly on the object. Just as Alison felt she was about to split apart if he pushed it any more, he sucked particularly hard on her swollen nub, starting her into a shattering climax. At the same time he gave the object a harder shove and suddenly Alison felt it pop inside and her ring of muscle clamped down to find a smaller shaft still blocking her rear. But this was small enough that it caused no pain and anyway she was completely overpowered with her orgasm.

When she began to settle down again, she noticed that the object, whatever it was, produced a full feeling which was not at all unpleasant. James was looking down at her and smiling. "You like that, don't you?" he asked.

Alison smiled back. "It does feel pretty good, even if hurt going in. What is it?"

"It's a butt plug," James replied. "Just a second." He left and returned in just a few seconds holding up an object for Alison to see. The object was about six inches long, roughly cylindrical in shape, but tapering from a small, rounded end to a larger bump most of the way along the shaft. The large area, about an inch and a quarter in diameter, quickly tapered again to a thin, half inch, area and then flared back out again to a broad, flat region. The flare was obviously to keep the object from going all the way inside and Alison decided that this was probably what she had seen in Sue's rear up in the pilot house.




Paid Vacation Pt. 01



"We'll just leave it there until tonight," James said. "You may even find you like it."

Alison could almost believe that. It did feel pretty good. An unusual feeling. 'Full" was probably the best way to describe it. But she wasn't sure about leaving it inside her for several hours. Oh, well, she didn't have a lot of choice in the matter, did she? Then she noticed that James was still speaking.

"But right now, I think you need some more attention." He picked up a folded strip of black silk and began to tie it over Alison's eyes, blindfolding her. Losing her sight made the girl even more aware that she was totally naked and stretched wide open for anyone to see. It also made her feel very vulnerable. She was trying to guess what was going on from the sounds around her. However, this wasn't easy because Kelly's cries of rising excitement combined with the sporadic slaps of the paddles against the other two women and their accompanying cries. She even thought she heard a muffled cry from above decks. Suddenly a hot, burning pain struck her left nipple. She screamed, mostly at the surprise, because the hurt disappeared almost as fast as it came. Then a similar pain hit her right tit. This was followed by one after another, on her breasts, her stomach, her pubes and even her pussy itself. She quickly guessed that it was candle wax as James moved the burning taper to one unanticipated position after another.

After several minutes of this treatment, it stopped. Then she felt fingers pull the wax from her nipples, but shortly after sharp pain struck them again as a clamp closed on first one and then the other. Before her cries at this abuse had subsided she felt a hot, hard cock slide into her pussy and plunge on directly, it seemed, to her very core. It required only a few strokes before she was coming again, but the man continued to pound her until she felt him explode deeply inside. But it didn't end there. As soon as he withdrew a new cock took his place. And when the second man had sprayed his hot load, a third replaced him. Alison came five times during this treatment and when the last intruder had withdrawn, lay exhausted. "I haven't known any of these men a whole day yet," she thought, "and I've probably already been fucked by all of them.

The blindfold was removed and Alison looked around. Ken was leaning against Kelly's bare ass. Alison couldn't see if he was still embedded or just holding himself against her as he casually stroked her flanks and the sides of her breasts. The look on Kelly's face indicated that either way she had been very satisfied. Barb and Kate were still hanging by their wrists and in the throws of their own orgasms as James moved the double dildo in and out of their pussies. Their asses were bright red and both girls seemed drenched in sweat, but throughly enjoying things. Bob and Joe were standing next to Alison and taking in the action. Joe held the blindfold in his left hand and his right gently stroked along Alison's thigh and across her bare pubes. He looked down at her and smiled, a smile Alison instantly returned.

In a minute or two as Barb and Kate began to cool, the men moved to untie all the women. James started from the room and, looking over his shoulder, said, "You guys can show them around. I'll clean up quickly and relieve David and he can bring Sue down, too."

Ken waved in acknowledgment and went back to removing Kate's cuffs. When all four girls were completely free he got their attention. "Kate and Kelly, you two know where everything is, but if you want to tag along while I show our two newcomers around, feel free. Otherwise you two can grab a shower. Then you might see what you can find for lunch. Then I think everyone can have a little free time until dinner time. Just remember, you haven't been out in the sun much yet, so don't get burned." Kate and Kelly looked at each other, shrugged, and then started forward. Bob and Joe left right after them.

Then Ken turned his attention to Barb and Alison. "The layout of the boat is pretty straight forward," he began. "This lounge is largely used for games and the one forward for eating. That doesn't mean we restrict ourselves to that, but it's usually the way things work out. The galley is just aft of the forward lounge on the starboard side. There's a cabin opposite. Then a head on each side and three more cabins on the port and one on the starboard. Just aft of the last starboard cabin, opposite the last two port cabins, is the owner's suite which is quite a bit larger and has it's own head. We'll go forward and you two can grab a quick shower. Remember, on board we're limited in how much fresh water we can carry. We have quite a bit, actually, but I expect we'll probably go through a lot, too. Take boat showers: a minimum of water. Wet down and turn off the water. Use the soap and then turn on the water long enough to rinse. If you just want to rinse off, you can use salt water and then just enough fresh water to get that off. The salt water tap is labeled and comes in only one temperature: the same as the ocean, which is usually pretty warm around here."

"After you clean up you might help the other girls with lunch and after that you are free to move around the boat or whatever you want until dinner time. Like I warned Kate and Kelly, beware of too much sun too quickly. We'll be leaving the cuffs off of you whenever we can at first so that you don't end up with four white rings in your tan. Might be hard to explain when you get back. Of course, if one of us decides he's horny, that takes precedence. After all, you're here to be our sex slaves, remember?" This brought grins from the two women and a smile from Ken.

Looking down the companionway Ken saw Kelly and Kate emerge from the starboard head. "Looks like the first two are finished. Go ahead and clean up. Use the starboard head."

The two girls had just passed the ladder when Sue, now free of her cuffs and bonds, came down the ladder and started forward behind them. They opened the door to the head and saw a compact space with a sink, toilet and a shower stall. The stall was a little wider than seemed necessary: about three feet and two feet deep. Sue came in behind them and said, "It's a little crowed with three of us, but we're going to be pretty close the next couple of weeks anyway. We can all fit in and save a little water."

Alison looked at Barb, not wanting to say no, but just a little uncertain. Barb, after all, had just spent quite awhile being as close to Kate as two people could be. Finally she mentally shrugged to herself and squeezed into the shower with the other two girls. Alison had, of course, showered with other girls in gyms, but never in such close proximity that constant rubbing and touching was necessary. However, still in an aroused state - would she be in any other state for the next two weeks? - she didn't find the sensation of a bare tit or ass touching her body adverse at all. In fact, she had to admit to herself, it felt pretty sexy.

When the three emerged from the shower they quickly dried, helping each other with no embarrassment. As they were drying off Sue asked, "Well, Barb - and you too Alison - how do you like being sex slaves?"

Barb grinned at her friend. "With these guys? I love it."

Sue grinned back and then looked questioningly at Alison. Alison wasn't a close friend of Sue as was Barb, but she liked her. Also the two of them had the common bond of the butt plugs still embedded in their rears, so she didn't feel much hesitation is answering. "Pretty much like Barb. I've never played any games to this extent before, but I'm finding I do get turned on by them. Even the whipping. But we can't keep going at this level, can we? I mean even if the guys could keep it up, so to speak, won't our asses get too sore?"

Sue answered, "Oh, your ass will definitely be sore along with all the rest of you. But not really too much. You notice that most of the whip marks are fading already. The guys won't really whip us to do any damage. I mean it will really sting, but the skin will heal pretty quickly. As for keeping it up, well, believe it or not, but last year I think they averaged about eight or ten times a day each. That means each of us will be fucked eight or ten times a day. And they can still use their tongues and dildos and such in addition. I lost count of orgasms right away, but I'm sure I came at least twenty times a day. And it burns a lot of calories, so we can eat pretty much as much as we want. Just don't try to eat too big a meal at once. you don't want to barf all over one of the guys."

This brought giggles from each of the three. Then Sue said, "Come on and let's help Kate and Kelly with lunch." They went out into the companionway and on up to the galley.

There wasn't room enough in the galley for more than two of them, so they let Kate and Kelly hand out food for them to carry forward. There was fresh fruit, some breads, and some meat and cheese for sandwiches. As they moved back and forth Alison found she was right about passing each other in the companionway. It seemed impossible to pass without her tits rubbing against the other girl. "It's going to be an interesting two weeks," she thought again.

Ken, Joe, David, and Bob soon entered the longue. Now they were once more wearing bathing suits, but were otherwise bare. Bob called topside for James and the men sat down to eat.

This lounge had windows forward and along both sides as well, so when James left the autopilot on and came below, he could still keep watch. Not that they expected any real traffic. This area wasn't in any regular shipping lanes and a sail craft had right of way over other types anyway. Still, it didn't hurt to keep a look out when they were moving. When he came in and joined the others, Ken turned towards the women and said, "We're not going to make you eat out of bowls on the floor or anything like that. Humiliation turns us off. But we do expect you to serve us and then sit next to us. And don't be surprised if all of our attention isn't on the food all the time."

When Alison took her place between David and James, she found out what he meant. During a large part of the meal one or the other of the men had a hand on her thigh or between her legs, rubbing or even fingering her a little. By the time lunch was over Alison was soaked again and judging by their squirming, so were the other girls.

After lunch, Joe went up to take the watch and the women cleaned things up. The other four men soon headed topside also and when the women had finished, Kelly said, "I guess we're free until supper. Why don't we go topside and get a little sun so we can get started on a tan. Just remember to roll over now and then, girls."

This brought several laughs and the five started up the ladder with Kelly stopping long enough to get a large bottle of sunblock from a locker. Once on deck they headed aft where they could spread some towels on the deck behind the well where they had been that morning. Alison started to apply some of the sunscreen when Kelly came over to her and said, "Let me help you with that." She took the bottle and began to spread the lotion over Alison's back. "It doesn't bother you that I do this, does it? The guys love to watch us oil each other."

Alison smiled and shook her head. "I've never played games with another woman, if that's what you mean. But I'm beginning to find I'm a little excited by the idea. You were here last year. Did you make it with the other women?"

"Yep. Like you, I'd never tried anything like that before last year, but I found it did excite me. But the funny thing is that when I went home I had no urge to try it again and I haven't touched another girl since last time. Still, I am kind of looking forward to it again."

"Well, like I said, I've never done it before at all, but I think I'd be willing to give it a try," Alison said.

"I'm sure the guys will see that you get the chance unless you let them know that you don't want to. So if you're curious, just don't say anything and pretty soon you'll get your chance. After all, you saw that they didn't waste any time getting Barb against Kate today. Even if they didn't do much directly with each other yet. Roll over and let me get your front."

Alison rolled onto her back and Kelly began to spread the liquid across her stomach and soon was rubbing it all over her breasts. Alison's nipples hardened and Kelly let her hand glide over them a couple of times. "I've been wanting to ask you," Alison said, "when you were getting it in the rear down there, did it really feel good? I've always been afraid it would hurt too much to try."

Kelly laughed, a low sound deep in her throat. "Oh, it definitely felt good. I love taking it up the ass. Don't get me wrong, it can hurt if it's not done right. But these guys are always careful and warm you up first. Once you get relaxed, there's no feeling to compare with a hard cock sliding into your bottom. Unless it's another hard cock sliding into your pussy at the same time."

Alison was startled. At the same time? She had known she was going to be fucked by all five men, but she hadn't really considered the possibility that it might be more than one of them at a time. Still, she found this new idea exciting, too.

Kelly sat back and handed the bottle to Alison. "OK, now do me." She stretched out and Alison sat up and began to apply the lotion to Kelly's back. The feel of the smooth female flesh under her hand gave Alison a warm, comfortable feeling and when Kelly rolled onto her back and Alison began to apply lotion to her front, she couldn't help but to let her hands do a little extra roaming across Kelly's hard nipples and even over her swollen pussy lips. Kelly didn't seem to mind.

When both the women were well oiled, they stretched out and spent the next hour soaking up the warmth of the tropical sun. After Michigan in March, Alison decided, this was wonderful. But about half way through the hour Kelly said, "You know, since you've just been shaved down there you'd better be a little careful. Just a second." She got up and went over to the well where the men were sitting, talking and watching the young women. She spoke to James and in a minute returned with a small bandana in each hand. She went over to Barb, spoke to her a second, and handed her one. Then she came back beside Alison and laid the small square of cloth across her newly cleared pubic area. "A small special dispensation from our captors. Not exactly clothing, but the most you'll get to wear for a while."

The girls continued to talk in low tones. When Alison rolled onto her front again she became aware once more of the plug embedded in her rectum. This brought back the thought of anal sex once more. "Kelly," she said, "They stuck this plug in my ass to 'prepare me' they said. Am I going to be having anal sex right away?"

Kelly looked over at her. "I expect one of them will take you tonight. With that tight ass of yours I don't imagine they can resist very long. But don't worry about it. Remember I told you they would take it easy and not hurt you. And that plug will loosen you up quite a bit. You might as well get used to it, too, because I expect they'll be giving out asses a lot of attention. I think I slept with a plug about half the time last year."

"I guess I'm not really afraid or it," Alison replied. "Just a little apprehensive. And a little excited and even a little eager. It does sound pretty hot. As long as it doesn't hurt too much."

"Oh, it may hurt some," Kelly told her. "But not too much. And it will definitely be worth it."

When they had been out in the sun for a little over an hour, Kelly suggested that they all go below. As everyone started down the ladder Kate said, "Let's get something to drink and than I, for one, am going to get a nap. I suspect that we won't get a lot of sleep tonight, especially since this is the first night out."

Everyone agreed and they headed forward to the dining longue, stopping at the galley to pick up some juice and chilled bottled water. When everyone was settled with their drink, Barb asked, "What can we expect tonight?" Sue started to open her mouth, but Barb quickly broke in. "I mean besides sex." Everyone laughed and Barb went on. "Will they keep us tied up somewhere and keep using us all night, or what?"

Kate explained, "If it's like last year, each of them will have one of us to himself every night. They rotate somehow, so you'll be spending about three nights with each of them. Oh, once in a while a couple of them will get together and share, but generally you're with one guy all night. Night, by the way, is from ten until eight the next morning. They divide it into five watches and each guy stands one watch each night, but they rotate which one. You will stand watch with them, or maybe 'stand' isn't the right word."

Kelly put in, "That's right. And I think some of those watches are the hottest times of the whole trip. They run on autopilot, so the guys really don't have much to keep them away from us and they seem to think of some of the sexiest things. Besides, there's something about the sea and the wind and everything when you're up there alone in the middle of the night that is an incredible turn-on." Kate and Sue nodded and murmured agreement.

When the five had finished their drinks they headed aft. Sue and Barb went into one cabin and Kelly, Kate, and Alison headed towards another. Once inside they settled down for a nap. Each cabin had two beds, arranged one above the other like bunks. However, each was a wide double and slightly overlength. Kelly quickly climbed into the top bunk, leaving the lower for Kate and Alison. As the two of them climbed onto the bed, Alison became aware that she was totally naked and would be sleeping where she could hardly avoid touching her roommate. She had completely forgotten her state of undress and hadn't been bothered by the close contact when passing in the companionway or anywhere else, but now she seemed to hesitate. Kate seemed to read her mind and said, "We're going to be pretty close the next couple of weeks, Ali. You saw me with Barb earlier and you know that unless you object the guys will probably get all of us together sometime. Tell me, does the idea bother you?"

Alison looked at her roommate and slowly shook her head. "No, I guess it really doesn't. I told Kelly earlier that the idea even excited me. You two sure looked like you were enjoying yourselves."

Kate laughed. "That we certainly were."

Kelly had overheard and now leaned down from the top bunk. "You know Barb and Sue are roommates, too, and Sue told me that they have played together before. So it looks like Alison is the only one who hasn't. Are you serious about wanting to make it with another woman, Alison?"

Alison felt a little embarrassed but managed to answer, "I guess I am. It sounds exciting and every time I've touched one of you today it felt like more of a turn on than anything else."

"OK," Kelly said, "I've got an idea. Since the guys know you haven't done it before they will probably take it a little slowly with you to make sure you really want to. So if you want to earn some brownie points with them, why don't you beat them to it. I expect we'll probably have some free time after supper. If we do, why don't you two get where the guys can all see you and put on a show."

Kate and Alison looked at each other. "Well, I wouldn't mind. What about you, Ali?"

Alison was silent for several seconds. Finally she looked directly at Kate and replied, "If you're sure this won't change anything about our friendship, I think I'd like to try. But you'll probably have to tell me what to do."

Kate smiled back at her. "Don't worry about us. When we're done with this trip things can go right back to the way they were. Or not. As long as you don't expect me to give up men. And as for knowing what to do. Well, Ali, I'm willing to bet that you are a natural at this as well as everything else related to sex. I'm sure you'll figure things out."




Paid Vacation Pt. 02



The five women once more prepared a meal, this time a hearty stew and warm French bread. When everything was ready, the men, still wearing bathing suits, came into the forward dining area and sat down while the girls waited along one side.

Once they were seated, Alison had expected them to call the girls to sit between them as they had at lunch. But James suddenly stood up again. "This year," he began, "we're going to start a little different tradition. We will expect you women to dress for dinner each night."

All of the girls looked at each other. The three returning women, especially, looked confused. They all knew that the only clothing they had on the boat were the bikinis and these were locked away. James came over to them and they noticed he had a small box in one hand. "What we have in mind for you to wear are these," he said. Bob stood and came over to join him. They reached into the box and each removed a sterling silver chain with a silver oval pendant hanging from the middle. It looked like a necklace until Alison noticed that instead of a standard necklace clasp, each end of the chain was a small, plastic covered clamp.

James took the chain he had over to Kate, who was standing next to Alison. Alison could now see that the oval had Kate's name engraved on it and, when it turned, she saw the other side bore an engraving of two crossed cats of nine tails. Bob carried his over to Sue. All of the women were looking down at the chains as James and Bob showed them how they were to be worn. James leaned forwards and brought his mouth to Kate's left nipple. He licked at it twice and then sucked hard on the small brown nub. Kate sucked in her breath and Alison saw her other nipple harden even as James removed his mouth to reveal a left nipple, hard and standing out from her breast. He repeated his actions with her right tit. Then he applied one of the silver clamps to each, leaving the sterling oval hanging slightly below and between the two taut globes.

Bob had done pretty much the same with Sue and now the two men repeated their actions with the other three girls. When all were adorned James said, "We expect you to wear these each night for dinner. They should be on when we come down and remain there until we have finished the meal. The two men then returned to their seats and indicated that the women were now to join them.

Throughout the meal Alison was continually conscious of the clamps on her tits. But she also noticed that the silver chains and ovals were a beautiful addition to the female bodies. Their pressure kept the nipples hard and sticking out and the contrast with the smooth skin looked extremely sexy. "Maybe we should keep on wearing these when we get home and start a new fashion," Alison thought.

When the meal was over, the women were told to leave the chains in place and to clean things up. The men remained at the table and one of them brought out a deck a cards. As the girls returned things to the galley and washed the dishes, they heard the sound of a poker game in progress. When they had finished and returned to the dining longue, James called a halt. He began, "As three of you know we usually each have one of you for the night. We're still planning on doing that. This time, however, we thought it might be interesting, that instead of just drawing numbers to match people up for the first night, if we tried something different. So we will. Barb, why don't you come over here?"

Barb moved over beside him. James put cuffs back around her wrists and then attached them to two ceiling chains, raising her onto her toes and spreading her arms about three feet apart. He lifted the oval and gave a couple of light tugs on the chain. First looking down at the oval and then turning back to the table he said, "the prize for the first round tonight is, Barb. Five card draw, nothing wild."

He returned to his place at the table and sat down. David began to deal cards. They played with two rounds in which to draw cards and when the final showdown came, David had a straight and rose to claim his prize. He first unchained her hands only to refasten them behind her back and then, while Barb stood by, brought over Alison, fastened on her cuffs, and bound her up on her toes as Barb had been. Then he removed the clips from Barb's nipples, bringing gasps and a couple of moans, and led her over to the side to watch.

When Alison had time to consider things later she decided that the card game was an inspiration. While she knew that all the girls would be shared by all the men, and while she, and she was sure everyone else, was attracted to each of the guys, there was still bound to be some with more attraction than the rest for each. She had found that she loved sex with each of the five, but Ken seemed to excite her a little extra. And she thought he might feel the same way. If companions had been selected at random, there would be only one chance in five that a guy would end up with a particular girl. And while no one would really mind, a guy might prefer to have the first night with a particular woman. However, if they simply stated their preference it was always possible that a conflict might arise. Worse, someone might feel slighted. But with the card game, if a man wasn't after the particular girl offered during any one round, he could easily throw away any good cards and be pretty sure of losing that round. On the other hand, if he did want that particular girl, he could play his best and if two guys wanted the same woman, well, chance would probably decide it. In any case no one ever had to know if someone was trying to win or not.

As the cards were dealt, Alison watched every move. She hung from her chains and was intensely aware of the silver clamps attached to her nipples and the heavy sterling oval hanging below her breasts. The whole idea of these guys playing cards for her was an incredible turn on. She felt like a slave on the block and her pussy began to flood. She watched as the first five cards were dealt to the four remaining players. From where she was hanging she could just see a little over Ken's and James' shoulders. She could tell that James held four red cards and one black and she thought all the red ones might be hearts. Ken had a three of clubs, but she couldn't tell what else.

After the deal, the players each asked for cards. James called for two and discarded his black card and one of the red ones. Maybe it was a diamond after all. Alison saw that he drew another heart and another card she couldn't see. Ken asked for three cards. Alison was somewhat disappointed because she thought this probably meant he didn't have much of a hand. She had been hoping a little that she would be his for the night. She could only see one of the cards he got in this round and it was a three of diamonds. At least he had a pair. The other two players each took two cards and Alison had no idea what they held.

Alison was feeling the strain in her arms as the third round started. James took one card and it looked like it made a flush to Alison. Now she expected to be his for the evening. Then Ken called for two cards and she couldn't she what he got at all. Bob asked for one and Joe wanted two. Now she waited to see what everyone had, but she expected there was little chance of anyone beating a flush. Joe laid his cards down face up with only a pair of Jacks. Bob had a pair of twos and a pair of fives. James slapped down his flush with a wide grin and turned expectantly towards Ken. Ken placed three cards down, an eight of clubs, the three of diamonds and the three of spades. "I drew these, so I had a pair," he said, and James leaned back smiling. Then Ken went on, "And I have this other pair I was dealt." He laid down his last two cards and Alison, as well as everyone else, saw they were the three of clubs and the three of hearts. Four of a kind! Alison felt a sudden surge of heat between her legs and realized she felt pretty good that Ken had won her.

James had looked a little surprised when Ken had won, but didn't seem to be really disappointed. "After all," Alison thought, "none of us are bad and he'll have plenty of time with each of us in the next two weeks." Ken released her, bound her hands behind her back and then stretched Sue in her place.

The results of the rest of the rounds were that Joe won Sue, Bob won Kelly, and James ended up with Kate. The men placed the silver chains in a cloth-lined drawer in the room and made sure each girl knew where they were. Then they spent the next half hour teasing and playing with their bound captives, driving them to an incredible level of arousal, but not allowing them the relief of orgasm. Finally, as the men released the girls, Ken whispered to Alison, "That's just to make you ready for tonight. I intend to get full value from you, so you can count on being well worn by morning." His words made Alison even wetter and she squeezed her legs tightly together in response.

When they were free, James announced that they would have a couple of hours of free time. Every one headed topside to enjoy the warm evening. Running lights were on and a light breeze kept them moving at a slow but steady pace. The girls returned to the after deck where they had lain in the sun earlier. Alison had noticed that the area seemed to be covered with a large vinyl pad so it was comfortable to lie on. Probably comfortable for other activities, she thought. As they settled down to look up at the emerging stars, the men gathered in the well just forward of them. The deck where the women were lying was illuminated with a soft glow from the boat's lights and the men sat where they could watch the naked girls. "These guys sure have one track minds," Alison thought. Then she realized she herself had thought of nothing else but sex since getting on board. "Great track to be on," she murmured to herself just loud enough that Kate overheard.

"What was that?" she asked.

"Nothing," Alison quickly said. Then she added, "Do you still want to put on a show for the guys?"

"I'm definitely ready if you are," she replied. With this she leaned on her elbow beside Alison, who was lying on her back, and began to let her hand slide across Alison's breasts.

Alison was shocked by how Kate's touch sent an almost electric charge through her system. This felt hot! She sucked in her breath and reached up with her own hand to slide over Kate's taut globes and back and forth across her hard nipples. This felt as good as Kate's own actions and Alison forgot any apprehension she had had about girl-girl play. By the time Kate lowered her mouth towards Alison's already hard nipples, all five of the men were watching the pair intently. When Kate lifted her head from Alison's breasts, Alison pulled her down on top of her sweating body, feeling their tits slide over each other and using her hands to pull Kate's mouth to hers for her first ever girl-girl French kiss. The two continued to kiss, lick, and fondle for some time, even fingering each other. Finally they ended in a sixty-nine, each with her mouth clamped tightly to the other woman's pussy. When they finally came in noisy climaxes, the men applauded and they lay back to recover. In a couple of minutes the sounds of more play came to them and Alison looked over to see Sue and Barb beginning to engage in their own games. Kelly moved over beside the two women and used her own hands and tongue on both Sue and Barb. Once again when they came they were answered by applause from the watching men.

At last all the women settled down and Alison was surprised when she suddenly woke, realizing that the warm air and the rocking of the boat had actually put her to sleep. She looked around at Kate who was starting to sit up. "Welcome back," Kate teased. "It's almost nine, so why don't we go grab a quick shower and then I think the guys have a little something planned before the night watches start."

The two headed below and Alison saw that the other three girls had already disappeared. She and Kate quickly showered and then headed back to the aft longue where they could hear some music. As they entered the large area they saw that the lighting was just strong enough to see their way around and was provided by several flickering candles in red glass holders spaced around the walls. All five men were there along with the other three women. Kelly, Barb and Sue each had their cuffs back on and their wrists clipped together behind them. Their "owners" for the night, now also naked, were each slow dancing with them, holding them close with a lot of rubbing and feeling going on. As they stepped into the room, Ken and James moved beside them and soon Kate and Alison had their own hands bound behind them and had joined the others in what Alison had decided was some of the sexiest foreplay she had ever imagined.

By the time the first watch approached, Alison felt wet to her knees from her own juices and the feel of Ken's hard cock against her while they danced had taken her to a level of arousal she had never thought possible. As Joe, along with a bound and squirming Sue, headed topside for the first watch, the other four couples each moved towards their own cabins.

Ken led a very aroused Alison into the forward cabin on the port side. As he closed the door behind them, Alison looked around the small room. Besides the two oversized bunks there were a couple of chairs and two sets of small lockers and one larger storage area like a closet. Otherwise there was only a small area of floor space between the door and the beds.

Ken turned towards Alison and pulled her against him for a long, deep French kiss which left both of them short of breath. "I think it's time to make use of that wonderful body of yours," he said as he led Alison over to the lower bunk.

Ken pulled down the one light blanket, leaving the bed covered with a smooth, finely woven cotton sheet. He helped Alison to climb onto the bed and kneel facing the head. He then unfastened her cuffs and told her to lie down. She started to roll onto her back and he stopped her. "No. Face down." Alison complied and realized that he was probably going to breech her virgin rear opening. Both looking forward to this experience and still somewhat scared, Alison stretched her arms above her head in response to Ken's tugs and soon found them anchored to the corners at the head of the bunk. Ken confirmed her guess when he placed a pillow under her hips, raising her ass into the air. Finally he spread her legs and tied her ankles to the other two corners.

Alison was now stretched tightly, her ass and soaking pussy elevated. She was very aware of the butt plug which was still in place. Ken began to slide his hands all over her body, up the insides of her legs, around her breasts, between her legs. Several times he gave sharp taps to the base of the anal plug, causing a surge of lust to burn through her. Then he stood and got something from one of the lockers. Alison looked over her shoulder and saw that he had a tawse, a three inch wide strap of heavy leather attached to the end of a twelve inch handle. The strap was slightly over a foot long and the end split into three separate tails. He raised his arm and brought the strap down in a hard slashing blow across her unprotected bare bottom. Alison let loose a loud scream. It had felt like a red hot piece of iron had struck her ass. Before she could completely get her breath back, Ken struck again at a slightly different angle. Again her response was a loud cry. Three more times the strap rose and fell, each time bringing forth a cry from the bound girl.

Finally Ken stopped and began to rub his hand lightly over the hot and red abused area. He let his other hand tweak her nipples and dragged his fingernails along other sensitive areas of flesh. He took hold of the anal plug and began to twist it back and forth and finally to ease it out. Alison's muscles had been clamped around the narrow neck of the device for several hours and when Ken began to pull, they tried to keep the plug inside. But he pulled with a steady and increasing pressure until the wide area of the plug began to stretch her tight ring and, with a sharp, burning pain the plug popped free, leaving behind a strange empty feeling. But Ken did not leave her empty for long. Almost immediately a Vaseline covered finger penetrated her rear and began to twist and pull in and out, spreading the lube around her rear entrance. This action began to make Alison even hotter, a feat she would have thought impossible thirty seconds earlier.

Ken continued for a full minute and then removed his finger. Before Alison could look around the tawse once again struck her bare ass. She screamed once more, but somehow the intense pain of the strapping was driving her even higher. Ken delivered another five blows, each feeling like a searing brand across her tender flesh. Then once more he stopped. This time Alison felt a large dildo pushing into her pussy. As the length of the plastic intruder slid up her wet tunnel, Alison nearly came. But she was distracted by Ken's finger once more beginning to explore her rear hole. Again he rubbed lube into her for half a minute and then again withdrew only to bring back the tawse for another five searing blows, each eliciting a scream from the bound girl.

Then Ken put down the strap and climbed onto the bed between Alison's stretched legs. Within seconds she felt the head of his lubed cock begin to press against her stretched ring. By now Alison had practically forgotten any fear or apprehension she had about anal sex. She was so hot she just wanted him to plunge all the way inside her and she didn't care exactly how he did it. However, Ken was able to control himself and stopped with only the head of his cock inside her. Suddenly, as Ken reached a switch, Alison felt the big plastic cock in her pussy begin to vibrate. At the same time Ken began to push against the tight muscles of her ass. Pulled taut as she was there was nothing she could do to oppose or aid the action, but her excitement made her intensely aware of a million sensations. Although the sheet was of the smoothest and highest quality cotton available, Alison was sure she could feel each individual thread as they slid over her swollen and hard nipples. It seemed that each of Ken's course hairs left its own impression on her sore and double sensitive rear. But mostly she was aware of the million sensations as Ken's wide cock split her anus. It felt as if she were being split in two, but it also felt hotter than any sex she had ever experienced. When Ken's seven inches was finally as deep as it could go, he held steady for what seemed forever to Alison but what was really only about a minute. Then he slowly began to pull out. Alison's internal muscles clamped down to hold him inside but at the same time she was driven to plead, "Fuck me. Fuck me hard ... and deep ... hard and fast. Fuck my ass, Ken, as hard as you can."

Ken pushed in and out, increasing the speed of his penetration. He did not, however, "fuck her as hard and deep as he could". Not yet. This would have caused her real pain and Ken was experienced enough to know that it would be better to gradually increase the action. But he didn't take very long and within less than a minute he was sending his entire length as deeply as it would go into Alisons tight rear. Alison had started to come the instant Ken's shaft sank to it's full depth the first time. Then she came again. And again. As she started into her fourth orgasm, Ken could hold back no longer and pushed especially hard, beginning his own climax. Alison felt several waves of hot come being released deeply inside her bowels as she strained against her bonds. Ken collapsed on top of her, his shaft still buried deeply inside her bottom.

After a few seconds Ken started to pull himself off of Alison, but she stopped him. "No, please Ken. I want to feel you inside me and feel your weight on top. Just lie there far a few minutes, please." Ken relaxed and let his weight crush her once more. His hands began to roam, touching all her sensitive spots. Finally, as his cock softened, he rolled off of the young woman. He leaned forward and loosened the bonds stretching her, but left her still anchored in a spread eagle form on the bed. He gently removed the pillow from beneath her hips and casually began to stroke her hot and sweating form.




Paid Vacation Pt. 02



Alison yawned and, somewhat embarrassed, said, "I'm sorry. I feel absolutely like jello. I've never come like that before and it seems to have really drained me. Ken, that was wonderful! It was like all the orgasms I've ever had, rolled into one."

Ken smiled and let his hand slide across her shoulders and back and on down over her hot and red ass. "You did seem to like it. But, you're right. We'd better get some sleep. Remember I've got the two till four watch. And you'll be going with me." With that, he set a small alarm and turned off the small room light.

Alison awoke to the sound of the alarm just as Ken reached over and turned it off. Surprisingly, even though she had only slept two and a half hours or so, she felt rested and she was startled to notice, once again aroused and horny. This trip was turning out to be a lot more than she had expected, and she had expected quite a bit. She felt Ken's fingers lightly stroke her flanks and thighs, the sides of her breasts, and the round, sore globes of her ass. As his hand slid across her bottom, she still felt the hot lines raised by the strap, but the pain was largely gone, leaving only a pleasant soreness most places. His fingers continued to investigate her secret crevices and she responded by trying to squeeze her legs together and breathing faster. She was still held fast by her bonds and this frustration added to her arousal.

Finally Ken released her ankles from their cuffs and then her wrists. As she rolled over he pulled her hard against his body for a passionate French kiss. When they broke apart Alison was ready to continue, but Ken said, "Come on. We'd better grab a quick shower in the head and get topside for the watch."

A frustrated Alison followed Ken the short distance down the companionway to the head and went inside. Ken immediately went over to the toilet and relieved himself. This reminded Alison that she, too, desperately needed relief, and when Ken finished she lowered the seat and sat down. Sitting, she became aware that her muscles - especially those around her anus - had been stretched and mistreated, but again it was only a pleasant ache. After she had wiped herself and joined Ken in the shower stall it suddenly came to her that she had just shared a bathroom with a man. Alison was certainly no prude, but never before in her life had she used a toilet with a man in the same room and certainly never with both of them completely naked. But what really surprised her was that she felt no embarrassment at all: everything had just seemed natural.

She and Ken quickly showered and dried off. They headed back down the companionway where they stopped at their cabin long enough for Ken to get his bathing suit and to put the cuffs back on Alison's wrists and ankles. Then they headed topside where Bob and Kelly were waiting patiently. Well, Bob was waiting patiently. Kelly had no choice as she was tied in a tight standing spread eagle to two poles near the back of the cockpit. There was a set of chained clamps attached to her nipples and Alison could see some darker marks - which were probably a deep red - on her taut ass. Alison could also see a number of other marks which were probably the result of a flogging as well and it looked like vibrators buried deeply inside both her pussy and ass.

"How was the watch?" Ken asked as he and Alison climbed down into the cockpit.

"Calm," Bob said, "except that this wench needed a little discipline. Now, I think, I can take her below and finish up what she has coming." As he said this he tugged on the chain between Kelly's nipples, bringing a sharp intake of breath and additional squirms from the hot and bound woman.  "Go ahead," Ken laughed. "I'm sure Alison is ready for some night air to cool her hot ass. It's already gotten a little workout tonight."

Bob laughed and began releasing Kelly from her bonds. He left the vibrators and clamps in place and fastened her hands together in front. With a slap on her ass to start her along, they headed towards the ladder. It seemed to Alison that Kelly was wiggling her tail a little more than was natural in open invitation to the man following close behind her.

Ken led Alison over to the poles where Kelly had just been and soon she found herself stretched much as the other girl was when they had first come up. But Ken made no move to add clamps or vibrators. He just pulled her bindings tight so that she had almost no freedom of movement and then went to check the instruments. "Actually," he commented over his shoulder to her, "the watch pretty well keeps itself. The autopilot handles the boat and the radar will sound an alarm if anything shows up within a mile. So that leaves me pretty well free to do whatever I want with you."

The night air was slightly cool and Alison felt a few goose bumps breakout on her exposed body. She also found the breeze rather stimulating, but then everything seemed to be stimulating today. Ever since they had sailed this morning - yesterday morning, she corrected herself - the entire boat reeked with the sights, sounds, and smells of sex. And she couldn't believe how much she loved it. A day ago she barely knew these people. Now she had spent the last eighteen hours or so completely naked and had had sex with most of them. It had been a day of unbelievable firsts. Besides her first time at being naked for this long and her first time not being alone when she used the toilet, she had had her first real whipping. She had had her first sexual experiences with a woman, both as an observer and as a participant. And she had had anal sex for the first time. And, she realized, she had loved all of it.

As she was thinking about these things, the breeze had been gusting a little, the cool air teasing her bare breasts and pussy. Despite her recent shower, she could feel her juices leaking down her leg. Her nipples hardened in the cool night breeze and became incredibly sensitive. For that matter she could feel her hardened clit sticking out as the teasing breeze helped bring her to a strong level of arousal. Then she saw that Ken was getting something from a locker and making his way back to where she was tied. As she looked down she saw that what he had clutched in his hand was a dozen or so satin ribbons. She stared as he tied these to a pole. Then he moved the pole into a bracket and adjusted it so that the breeze made the ribbon ends constantly tickle and tease her sensitive areas, including her pussy lips, her clit, and both hard nipples. Then he sat down to watch as her breathing increased and she began to struggle against her bonds to find some relief from the constant stimulation.

For the next half hour Alison strained to handle the simple, yet devastating, torture. She felt that she could hardly stand the stimulation, yet there was nothing she could do about it. Well, almost nothing. Before the half hour was over, she had come three more times.

Throughout all of this, Ken had watched her struggle and enjoyed the sight of her restrained body. After her third climax. Alison hung exhausted in her bonds, too tired to do more than twist and squirm slightly in a hopeless attempt to avoid the relentless stimulation of the blowing ribbons on her overly sensitive body. Ken saw that she was nearing the end of her endurance of this particular teasing and, at last, stood and removed the ribbons. "Seems you liked that. Maybe when you're a little more used to it I'll keep it up for the full watch."

Alison cringed at the thought of two full hours of that delightful, yet terrible, stimulation. Ken went on. "But for now I think maybe a different form of stimulation is in order." With this he picked up a cat with eighteen inch soft suede lashes, each about three quarters of an inch wide. He held the instrument by the foot long wooden handle as Alison stared at it intently. He moved behind her and brought the whip down, lightly stroking her ass. The blow wasn't really hard and the soft leather felt more like a teasing caress than punishment. He repeated the blows, landing one light stroke after another on her ass, her tits, her pussy, the inside of her thighs. He brought the whip up under handed and let the tails slap against her open pussy lips. As he continued, the blows increased in strength until soon Alison was feeling a painful sting with each. Still, they aroused more than punished. Each time the leather fell across her sensitive clit, Alison sharply sucked in her breath and strained against her bonds. The blows continued to increase in strength and soon were bringing repeated cries from the bound woman. But she also found herself on the edge of coming again. Finally a particularly hard swing directly onto her clit brought a scream and Alison began to contort uncontrollably in the beginning of another orgasm. Ken instantly reversed the whip and began to push the smoothly polished wooden handle into her dripping pussy. Alison cried out again and squeezed hard with her internal muscles, clamping the wooden shaft tightly inside her hot tunnel.

Ken stepped back and watched her diminishing contractions until once again she hung limply. Then he stepped forward and bent to suck hard on each of her nipples. Alison shuddered and gave out with a loud groan at the stimulation. "I don't think I can take any more," she cried.

Ken stood and looked directly into her eyes. "Oh, I think you can," he said, and let his hand slide down her bare back and across her tender ass. As his fingers caressed along her crack and ran lightly over her anus, he added, "In fact, I haven't even begun here." Alison groaned again, but soon Ken was working a well lubed finger in and out of her tight rear and she was responding. When she neared another climax, Ken slowly pulled the whip handle from her pussy and knelt to place his tongue between her legs instead. He spent the next twenty minutes or so eating her to several more climaxes.

This time Alison could barely lift her head and even Ken's nibbling and sucking at her nipples failed to bring more than a few new groans. Ken saw that she was nearing exhaustion and released her from her bonds. As he removed the ropes, Alison nearly fell to the deck and would have had not Ken caught her against him. "I guess I'd better let you rest a little," he said, "but we do have a half hour left on the watch." With this he helped her to sit on the edge of the cockpit. The well was just deep enough that when standing the edge came to about the middle of Alison's thighs. Ken stood her with her back towards the edge, facing into the cockpit, and then fastened her ankles to the walls of the well, about two feet apart. He then laid a couple of cushions behind her and had her lie back onto them. This placed her buttocks against the edge and raised her pubes. Finally he bound her hands to the deck out beyond her head. When he was finished, Alison was lying stretched tightly on her back, bent back at her waist with her pussy raised and opened between her spread legs.

For the next half hour Ken and Alison talked quietly with Ken occasionally stroking her bound body. By the end of the time the young woman was beginning to become aroused once more and Ken, who hadn't come at all yet, was sporting a long, hard cock. Finally Ken moved between Alison's legs and slowly began to push his erect member into her wet and waiting slit. He slowly pushed himself as deeply inside her as he could and then froze. Alison responded and her internal muscles began to clinch and squeeze him. Then Ken began to move in and out, but slowly, oh so slowly. He would bury himself as far as possible, freeze in position for several seconds and then begin a long, slow withdrawal until just the head of his large cock was still inserted. Then he would begin again. He was beginning to have trouble holding himself back and Alison was pulling desperately against her bonds when suddenly James' voice startled them. "I see you're not quite finished with your watch. Want any help?"

Ken and Alison turned and saw James with a naked Kate, her hands bound behind her, standing just above the cockpit. Breathing a little hard and fast Ken replied, "I think I can handle it, but feel free to watch."

James laughed. "Oh, I will. If you don't want my help would you like Kate to give Alison something to do?"

"That might be interesting," Ken replied. "Go ahead." James then led the bound Kate around until she was standing just beyond Alison's head. He helped her to kneel and position herself with her knees on either side of Alison's head. He indicated to Kate that she was to start and watched as she lowered her pussy against her roommate's mouth. Alison didn't need any extra urging and began immediately to use her tongue. For the next several minutes James watched as Ken fucked the bound girl, his movements becoming faster and faster and Alison ate Kate to two orgasms before starting one of her own in response to Ken finally going over the top himself.

When the three began to calm down, James clapped and helped Kate up once more. Ken stood and then released Alison from her bonds. As James began binding Kate tightly against one of the poles in the cockpit, Ken and Alison headed below. They stopped in the head again for a quick shower and then returned to their cabin. Alison later only remembered Ken once more binding her face up on the bed and then she dropped off into a deep and relaxed sleep.

When she opened her eyes again there was sunshine streaming through the porthole and she could hear some voices elsewhere in the boat. She looked around and saw Ken, leaning on his elbow, looking back at her. "What time is it?" she asked.

Ken looked around at the small clock by the bed. "About ten. No one gets up really early unless they had an early watch, but, then, no one will stay in bed later than about eleven either. We'll get up and find some breakfast soon, but first..." He bent over her and sucked her right nipple into his mouth, rolling it around and stroking it with his tongue. Within seconds Alison was becoming hot and arched her back to help him. In another couple of minutes she was straining against him as he plunged in and out of her. When he came Alison was only seconds behind him.

The two showered and went forward, stopping in the galley to dig out some fresh fruit and breads. As they entered the forward longue Alison saw that Joe and Sue and Bob and Kelly were already seated and eating their breakfast. Everyone seemed relaxed and it suddenly dawned on Alison that this would have seemed pretty odd even a day ago: Six of them, all stark naked, all knowing what type of games had been played overnight, sitting together eating and talking as if it were typical. "Well, maybe here in Wonderland it is typical," Alison thought to herself. Then she smiled inwardly and mentally added that she seemed to be very fond of this strange Wonderland herself.

While they were finishing they were joined by the remaining two couples for a short time until all the men decided to go topside. "Free time until after lunch," James called as they left.

Kelly looked over at Alison and asked, "Well, did you find out if you liked taking it up the ass last night?"

Alison blushed, which in her present state of undress, was an interesting sight. Then she thought, "What the hell, we all know what we're here for." She answered, "As a mater of fact I found that I loved it. I never imagined anal sex could be so hot."

"I told you so," Sue grinned. "There's nothing to compare with it."

Emboldened, Alison asked, "Sue, I saw that early yesterday afternoon they had a plug stretching your rear, also. Was last night your first time, too?"

Sue laughed deeply. "No, not at all. In fact I've loved anal sex for a long time. This is my third cruise with these guys. The first year was my first experience with the back door - and I loved it then, but when I came back last year the guys all commented about how tight I was, just like I was a virgin all over again. What I didn't mention is that I do regular exercises to keep my ass nice and tight. I mean inside. Girls who have too much anal sex and don't watch it can get stretched a lot and I didn't want that to happen. So part of my regular workout included tightening my back hole. This year the guys just wanted to loosen me up a little first. They also know it turns me on to wear a plug."

Alison was fascinated. "You mean there are exercises to keep you tight there? You'll have to show them to me because after last night I don't think I ever want to give up taking it in the rear."

"It is hot, isn't it?" Sue replied. Then she added, "At least with guys who are careful and take it easy. These guys are great but you will want to watch out who you try this with. But, sure, sometime I'll show you my workout routine."

The girls chatted for awhile, mostly about sex, the men, and the cruise. Barb and Alison were curious about what they might expect for the rest of the time and the other three gave them a few hints, but left most to their imagination, knowing from their own experiences that it would be hotter that way. Once Barb mentioned that she had heard two of the guys talking about a figurehead and wondered if anyone else knew what that was all about. Kelly, Sue, and Kate exchanged glances and then Kelly said, "Let's just say that the figurehead leads the boat." Kate and Sue giggled and Alison and Barb looked at each other, confused, but let it drop at that.

After a little bit the girls went topside and spent the next hour sun bathing until it was time to get some lunch together. Then after eating, everyone went topside again and they spent another half hour dozing in the sunshine. Finally James stood up and called to everyone. "I think maybe it's time for some fun and games, don't you?" He was met with cheers from the men and interested looks from the women. He went on, "I think the first order of business is to find a figurehead for this afternoon. Since we have two new members I suggest we let Barb have the honor today and Alison tomorrow."

Again the men enthusiastically agreed and were joined by the three remaining women. James took Barb by the arm and led her towards the bow, followed by the rest. As he went to a locker and began to remove some stuff, two of the other men unlashed a wooden pole which was hinged near the prow of the boat and laid back along the deck. They lifted the pole into an upright position and moved Barb so that her back was towards it and her face towards the bow. The pole was perhaps ten feet long and about six inches across. A small stool was brought over and Barb stood on it. Her wrists were fitted with heavy, padded leather cuffs and she was directed to raise her hands over her head where one of the men quickly lashed them to the end of the pole. James returned with a coil of soft rope and a couple of pieces of leather. The thick pieces of leather were used as padding as the girl was tightly bound to the pole at several points: above and below her elbows, her upper arms, above and below her breasts, her waist, three places on her thighs and below her knees and at her ankles. The padding and soft rope allowed tight binding without really hurting and by the time they were finished Barb - and Alison - had guessed what was coming. The pole was rotated on its hinge and soon it was leaning out from the bow at about a fifty or sixty degree angle. Barb, now bound to the underside of the pole, hung out over the water and did, indeed, look a lot like the carved figureheads that used to grace sailing ships. She was bound so that she could barely move, but there was enough rope and padding to prevent any real pain as she hung out over the water, occasionally being splashed by the salt spray, and looking out at the waves, her taut breasts projecting forward. Loud cheers demonstrated the approval of the men.




Paid Vacation Pt. 02



Next they turned their attention to the remaining women. Ken said, "Last night Alison learned the joys of anal sex. I suggest you guys sample her: She's definitely got a talent for it."

David added, "And we all know that Sue's ass is delightfully tight. I say let's put both of them on the rape racks."

Rape racks? Alison wasn't sure she had heard right, but she and a grinning Sue were led over to where there were two arrangements of wooden poles attached to the deck. These consisted of a padded crosspiece about two feet long, set at waist height above the deck and a pair of perpendicular projections stretching forwards along each side. Alison was placed facing the crosspiece and her ankles fastened to the supporting vertical pieces, about two feet apart. She was then bent forward at the waist, across the padded bar, and her hands stretched tightly out in front of her where they were tied to the two horizontal projections. Looking to her right, she saw that Sue was being bound in a like fashion by her side, about a foot and a half away. Both were near the bow and when she looked up, Alison saw that she was looking forward past a suspended Barb.

Kelly and Kate were led behind them where they were tied in a standing spread eagle from a raised cross piece, each with her wrists and ankles attached to the other girl and their fronts pressed together. They knew what was coming and were not surprised when first, butt plugs were inserted into their asses, and then a double dildo into their pussies. When the first blows of a cat began to fall, they weren't surprised by them either.

While Ken lashed the two standing girls, the other four men gathered around Sue and Alison and began to tease and stimulate them. Alison soon felt a lubed finger penetrate her rear opening and begin to work the slick substance in and around. As she began to relax to the intruder and let it arouse her, a vibrating egg was pushed deeply inside her pussy. Before the finger pulled away, nipple clamps with small lead weights were tightened on her hardened nubs. As the finger was finally removed, a cat lashed across her taut ass. From the sound of it, Sue was receiving similar treatment. A dozen lashes turned her ass to a hot red and then she felt the end of a hard cock pushing at her tight rear entrance. She forced herself to relax and soon was pushing back against the invading cock. During the next hour, Alison and Sue were fucked in the ass by each of the men. Alison was amazed that they could recover so fast, but each of the five took her and she was sure Sue was had five times also.

Alison was pretty sure she might be a little sore later, but she loved every second of it. None of the men were too rough and all used plenty of lube. She lost track of her climaxes, but was sure she came at least twice with each of the five. Sue sounded like she was coming even more that Alison. Between bouts she had her ass flogged again, but these whippings were not severe and served only to increase her already high state of arousal. When the men finally gave her a rest, her rectum was feeling sore, but not severely so. All had taken their time and used a lot of lubricant and she had been really turned on herself. Later Alison could only think of the entire episode as incredibly hot.

She and Sue were left tied to the "rape racks" for most of another hour while the guys teased and tormented Kate and Kelly behind them. Occasionally some one would come forward to tweak their nipple clamps or flog their asses, and once James used a long tailed cat to lash Barb's tits as she hung out in front of the boat.

Finally, after what had sounded like several climaxes from the two women behind them, Alison and Sue had their nipple clamps removed and were released from the racks. They were soon joined by a freed Kate and Kelly as the men moved to pull the pole back and release Barb. As they watched the "figurehead" removed from the pole - with a lot of teasing and feeling - Alison turned to Kate and said, "I can't believe that after being fucked in the ass by five guys I'm still horny, but I sure am. I'm dripping wet and incredibly turned on."

"Don't worry," Kate replied. "I'm sure they're not finished with us yet."

"That's right," Sue added. "They usually play games for several hours in the afternoon. And, by the way, you're not the only horny one. I very definitely want to be fucked and I'm even willing to bet I want it up the ass again before the night's over." The other two girls murmured agreement.

Some cold water bottles were pulled out and the girls were allowed to drink and loosen their strained muscles for a while. Once or twice Alison was struck by how strange it was for it not to be strange to just be standing naked with nine other naked people. But it all did seem so normal. Even the idea that almost everything today and for the next couple of weeks would be about sex. This was definitely turning out to be an unbelievable vacation.

Finally Bob put down his water and said, "I think I'm ready to sample some more feminine charms. How about you guys?" This was met with enthusiastic agreement from the other four men and even a couple of cheers from the women. Looking around Alison noticed that Bob and a couple of the other men already were semi erect. Smiling to herself, she thought, "looks like the women aren't the only horny ones."

Soon Alison found herself, along with Barb and Kate, on her back, legs and arms spread, tied to the deck. Cushions had been placed under the girls with an extra one below each woman's hips. They were fastened side by side, so close they touched the girl next to them. Bob, James, and Joe each knelt between a pair of legs and soon were using their lips and tongues on three very hot pussies. Just when Alison through she couldn't take any more, Joe pulled his mouth away and stretched over her, letting his long cock begin to slide slowly into the wet slit. As he began to fuck her slowly and deeply, she felt similar motions begin on either side as Bob and James moved to penetrate their own helpless victims. Before Alison felt Joe spurt his hot load deep inside her, she had already come twice and was on the verge of a third time.

When the three men pulled away they were immediately replaced. Alison felt David's weight lower onto her and his cock slide into her still twitching pussy. Next to her Barb was receiving the same treatment from Ken. Alison wondered about Kate: she didn't think one of the men could recover that quickly. But when she looked over she saw that Kate was also being pounded. But the real surprise was that the cock sliding in and out of Kate was plastic and was fastened to a harness around Sue's waist. Then she forgot her surprise as David began to drive her to distraction with his slowly twisting entry and exit and she started towards her first orgasm of this round.

This time when the men finished and left, Kelly appeared with another strap-on dildo and used it on Barb, while Sue withdrew from Kate's wet hole and, still slippery with her juices, moved over to plunge it into Alison. But Kate wasn't forgotten and soon James was sliding a vibrating dildo in and out of her pussy while he sucked and nipped at her taut nipples.

As Alison came down from her third climax with the plastic cock, Sue leaned over and sucked first one tit and then the other. Then, stretching her hot, naked body directly on top of Alison's, she kissed her hard and full on the mouth. Alison hesitated only a second and opened her mouth to change it into a long, deep French kiss which left her breathless as Sue pulled away and stood.

The three remained tied to the deck for the next three hours and were teased and stimulated constantly. Dildos, feathers, and soft leather straps were used and each of the men managed at least one more hot fuck. By the time she was finally released Alison was nearly exhausted, sticky with sweat and the juices of all of the men - and the two women - and a little sore from all the action. But she felt wonderful!

Everyone went below to the heads to shower and then the women got supper ready. They all wore their silver chains and Alison thought she was even more turned on tonight than the last evening. There was no card game, but the men seemed to have established some order of rotation and she was Bob's property for the night.

Once more the first watch was preceded by an hour of slow, sexy dancing with everyone naked and the women's hands bound behind them. The flickering candle light, the warm night with the smell of sex everywhere, and the knowledge of what was to come had an immense effect on everyone. By the time James and Sue headed topside for the first watch and Bob led her to his cabin, Alison was in such a state of arousal that every touch or sight or smell seemed about to send her crashing into orgasm. Even her toenails felt alive - and horny! She almost laughed to herself at the concept, but then lost herself in anticipation of what Bob might have planned for her.

    PAID VACATION - Ch. 5

Allison had expected this night to be as sexy as the previous one, and her expectations were most definitely met. Bob (and she) had the midnight watch, which left them only two hours to sleep first. They didn't. Allison spent the entire two hours tied on her back with Bob constantly driving her to one orgasm after another with his tongue, his hands, a dildo, and other toys. And once bringing her to a shattering release with his hard cock sliding deeply in and out. When Bob released her just before twelve, they only had time for a quick shower before going topside.

When they arrived on deck Allison saw that James had Sue tied against the cockpit wall, but unlike she had been tied the previous night, Sue was facing the wall, bent forward with her hands tied spread in front of her. Her ass stuck up invitingly, pushed up farther by a couple of cushions under her hips while the tension of her bound arms pulled her breasts flat against the deck. Her bottom appeared to be mostly red with a number of darker stripes and when Alison looked she saw that her legs appeared to be wet with slick paths leading both to her pussy and to her anus. James was standing naked behind her holding a short tailed cat and with his cock still semierect and slick with their juices.

The two men exchanged comments while James released Sue. As he was leading Sue towards the ladder, she turned towards Alison, smiled broadly and winked at her. Alison returned her grin and realized suddenly that despite a stream of orgasms over the previous two hours, she was once again hot and looking forward to more sex. Bob was watching Sue's tight rear as she left and Alison was thinking to herself that she could hardly believe the men's - or her own - sexual appetites. Even two days ago she would never imagined she could be so turned on so much for so long.

She was thinking so hard about this revelation that she almost missed Bob saying, "I think maybe we'll go forward tonight." Bob had remained naked also and now took Alison's bound hands and led her towards the bow. He stopped her in front of the pilot house and in a few seconds Alison realized what he had in mind. In less than a minute she was tightly stretched over the "rape rack" again, bent forward at the waist, her legs spread and tied to the deck, her hands stretched wide and tight in front of her.

Bob spent several minutes teasing her sensitive spots, hardening her nipples and starting her dripping once more. Then he stepped back and picked up a flogger with a number of soft tails about a foot and a half long. For the next half hour he alternated stinging lashes with feathery tickling touches. The whipping wasn't severe but he spread the blows all over her exposed body. By the end of thirty minutes Alison bore marks over her tits, all sides of her thighs, her back, belly, and especially her taut ass.

Finally he laid down the whip and picked up something Alison couldn't see. He moved against her hot buttocks, his hard cock pressing upwards between her legs, but not entering her yet. He reached around and began to pinch and pull at her nipples, rolling them between his fingers and tugging them erratically. Suddenly Alison found out the identity of the items he had picked up as he let the first of the nipple clamps close sharply on her right nipple. This was followed a few seconds later by a similar pain on her left side. He stepped back and once more began to rhythmically whip her ass, somewhat harder this time. When her bottom felt like it was on fire, the beating stopped and Alison felt a slick finger enter her rear hole as Bob's other hand slid over her hot skin. A few seconds later Bob's hard member pressed relentlessly against her tiny opening. Alison forced herself to relax and allowed the hot shaft to bury itself deeply inside her rear. Not that much relaxation was required. She was already so hot and ready that in seconds she was pressing back against his penetrating strokes trying to get him in deeper and deeper.

Alison spent the rest of the watch bent over the rape rack while Bob alternated floggings and other punishments with sexual stimulation. He used his tongue to bring her off twice more and repeatedly worked her up almost to the point of no return before frustrating her. When Joe appeared with a bound Kate for his watch, Alison was stiff and sore, but could hardly wait to get back to Bob's cabin. He didn't disappoint her. Twice more before morning Bob's hard shaft brought satisfaction to them both, once in her hot vagina and once in her mouth during a long and intense sixty-nine. And when she finally woke to sunlight, Bob ate her to three more climaxes before untying her and joining her in the shower.

This day proceeded much like the last except that when afternoon playtime came, Alison found herself the figurehead. For three hours she hung from the angled pole, spray occasionally hitting her bare breasts. Before tying her to the pole, the men had inserted a medium butt plug and a small vibrating egg. These combined with the wind and spray to keep her at a constant sexual edge and when finally she was brought back onto the boat, Alison was more than ready for the two additional hours of sex play which followed.

At one point James lay on his back on the padded part of the deck and pulled her down atop him. As his long cock slid into her hot pussy, Alison was more than ready to ride him hard. But he held her still for a few seconds and suddenly she felt a lubed finger once more poking at her tight rear opening. This was followed a little later by Ken's weight pressing her into a tight sandwich and his hard shaft pushing it's way inside. Alison became lost in the sensations of their combined rhythm and it wasn't until after all three of them had come in hard climaxes that she realized she had just been fucked by two men at the same time as several others - men and women - looked on. Surprisingly, the realization didn't bother her.

Later as she watched, Joe and David pounded into Kate and Sue who were tied spread eagled on their backs. While Joe was nearing his climax, Kelly moved over beside Alison. She put her arm across Alison's shoulders and when Alison turned to look at her, held up a harness of some kind. It took Alison only a couple of seconds to recognize the harness which had held the strap on dildos she had experienced from the receiving end the previous day. She looked a question at Kelly but understanding began to dawn as Kelly started to place the harness around Alison's waist. She hadn't considered this, but found herself standing still as Kelly attached everything and also found herself becoming excited at the idea. By the time Joe pulled out of Kate's wet tunnel, Alison needed only a slight bit of encouragement from Kelly before she stretched over her roommate, pushing the fake cock deeply into Kate's willing body.

For the next several days the trip proceeded along the same lines. Alison could hardly believe the amount and intensity of the sexual activity and was constantly surprised by her own demanding appetite. She spent an evening with each of the men and then began over again with Ken. He kept his word and she spent the entire two hour watch tied tightly with the satin ribbons teasing and tormenting her hot body. Afterwards she was so hot that it was another three hours - and two fuckings and seven orgasms - later before she and Ken dropped into a nearly exhausted sleep.

About noon on the seventh day out the men brought the boat into a protected cove on a small island. They assured the girls that the island was one of many totally uninhabited so they were still free to play their games. The water in the cove was crystal clear and about thirty feet deep at the deepest. Everyone swam in the clear water and finally went ashore to lie in the sun. Sandwiches and cool drinks were brought over from the boat for a picnic lunch which was followed by naps and - surprise! - more sex.

Some time during the afternoon David suggested Scuba diving. It seemed there was plenty of equipment on the boat and Alison quickly discovered that Sue, Kelly, and Barb had all dived for a couple of years or more. Bob looked over at Kate and asked, "Well, what about you, Kate? I know last year you tried it a little and said you were going to take a class. Did you?"

Kate answered, nodding strongly, "I sure did. I still need the dive in open water to finish and get my card, but otherwise I've met all the requirements. And, for that matter, so has Alison. We took the class together."

Kate had talked Alison into taking the classes, but before long Alison had found she really liked the diving. She had been looking forward to summer when she could do the free ascent in open water and become certified. Now she began to wonder if Kate's true reason for the classes had to do with these trips.

Before she could think too much about it, Bob said, "Well, then, you are both in luck. David is a certified dive instructor and can sign you off."

David grinned and added, "That's right. Of course in addition to the free ascent in open water I'll require something else. Before coming up you'll each have to fuck the dive master." This brought several laughs, and David added, "You just think I'm kidding. Wait and see."

They all headed back to the boat and started getting the equipment out of the lockers. While they were getting everything ready, a couple of the men cautioned the girls about what to watch out for. The cove had a sandy bottom and the clear water didn't reveal any of the stinging corals, but they described them anyway. They were also warned about jelly fish and a couple of other things. Each girl would be partnered with one of the men, who, Alison gathered, were frequent divers and experienced in these waters.

As they started to don the equipment, Alison suddenly broke out in giggles. Ken, who was helping her on with her tank, looked questioningly at her. She controlled herself and explained, "In the YMCA pool they kept talking about the freedom of Scuba compared to the old style hard hat diving, but they never hinted at anything this free. In the Y pool, everyone still wore bathing suits."

Ken looked around at the ten totally naked people putting on their tanks, flippers, belts, and masks, but nothing else. "Well," he replied, "I'm sure they have no idea what they're missing."

The three experienced couples splashed into the water and set off exploring the cove. Ken, David, Kate, and Alison stood on the after deck while David explained the procedure. "I'll take Kate down first. We'll go to the bottom - It's about twenty feet here. - and sit down. Not really sit, of course, but settle on the bottom. Kate, you will take off your tank. You can keep the mouth piece while we complete the special requirement." He grinned at her and said, "I was serious. You're going to fuck the divemaster first. Then, when you're ready, take a breath, drop the mouthpiece and release your weight belt. Let yourself rise slowly, exhaling constantly. Remember, go up no faster than your bubbles. And above all, don't hold your breath. All right, are you ready?"




Paid Vacation Pt. 02



Kate moved over in front of him and put her arms around his neck, pulling him against her. She kissed him deeply and let her hand reach to grasp his hardening cock. When she broke the kiss she said, "Definitely. I'm ready for everything, especially the extra requirements."

David slapped her ass and said, "Well, then, let's go." They slid over the side and Alison watched with Ken as the two dropped down to the floor of the cove. Alison still wasn't sure David was serious about everything, but as she watched, Kate unfastened her tank and began to play with David's cock. David was feeling her tits and stroking her elsewhere. Once Kate lowered her head between David's legs and Alison wondered how she could possibly suck his cock under twenty feet of water. But that wasn't her intention. Instead she inhaled deeply and then let a slow trickle of bubbles out underneath his scrotum so that the rising air tickled and stimulated his cock and balls. The water was quite warm and it looked to Alison like David was hard and erect. This was confirmed when Kate spread her legs and David pulled her down onto his rigid shaft. The couple began to rock against each other and before too long they seemed to convulse and more and more frequent clouds of bubbles were released by each of them. They seemed to settle a little, David still holding her against his lap as their streams of bubbles returned to a more moderate rate. Finally Kate pulled back a little. David nodded and she removed her mouthpiece and began a slow ascent.

David waited a few seconds and then began to ascend about four feet below her. When Kate finally popped her head above water, David was only seconds behind her. As the two climbed back aboard, David said, "Congratulations. You are now a fully certified diver. Not to mention one really nice lay."

Kate turned and smiled at him. "Thank you, sir. But I really think it would be better if you didn't enter that part on my dive card."

David laughed and said, "OK, I guess I'll leave that off. Now, Kate, why don't you just wait here while I check out Alison. But I'm afraid I can't repeat the special certification test quite yet, so Ken, why don't you join us for that part. Thank you can handle it?"

"That sounds fine to me. Handling Alison is one of the nicest things I've done."

"OK," David replied. Turning to Alison, he asked, "Do have any questions? You'll do the same as Kate except you'll be with Ken while I watch. Don't try to come up until your breathing slows to normal and remember to watch your bubbles."

The three of them dropped into the water while Kate leaned against the rail to watch. When they reached the bottom Alison moved facing Ken while David watched from a couple of feet away. Alison had only been diving in the pool and, while this was deeper than she had been before, found nothing frightening in the slightly longer decent. If anything the water was warmer than the pool had been and the protected cove had no more in the way of currents. Besides, even though she was excited by the diving, the prospect of the kinky sex - yes, "kinky" was definitely the right word - was exciting her even more. She unfastened the straps on her tank and pulled them from her shoulders. The tank was still full and sank to the bottom next to her. She held the mouthpiece and reached for Ken. After a little play she tried Kate's technique with the bubbles and received a good response and Ken rose to the occasion, so to speak. Alison had never had a problem using the mouthpiece, removing and replacing it under water, and now she pulled Ken to her, removed her own mouth piece and tugged at his. He got the idea and released it and soon the couple was managing an intense underwater kiss. They broke apart and replaced their mouthpieces. Alison reached down and guided Ken inside as he pulled her down against him. As Kate and David had previously, Alison and Ken were soon rocking against each other nearing their own climaxes. When they came, almost together, they held tightly for a little bit and then, like Kate, Alison pulled back a little, removed her mouthpiece, and dropped her belt. She began to rise with David a few feet below her.

David had brought down a piece of line which Ken now tied to the two tanks and weight belts before following the couple up. When he broke surface, David and Alison were already climbing aboard. As he pulled himself up and started dragging in the gear, he heard David congratulating Alison on completing her certification. When he finished, Ken gave her his own congratulations and added, "And I can definitely certify the 'good lay' part."

The two couples got fresh tanks and set about joining the other six people in exploring the cove. This was Alison's first dive outside a pool and she found the difference incredible. With Ken she swam along the sandy bottom, examining everything: shells, rocks, plants, crabs - anything that came into view. There were a number of small tropical fish, but the largest they saw was only about a foot and a half long. Once Ken tapped her shoulder and pointed and in the distance Alison saw a shadow which she thought might have been a ray, but she couldn't say for sure. When they finally began to run short on air and started to return to the boat, Alison realized that for the first time in a week she had gone nearly a full hour without thinking about sex at all. She thought, smiling to herself, "Well, I'll try not to let that happen again."

When they finally pulled themselves aboard, they found that all the others had already returned, Kate and David a couple of minutes earlier and the others a while before them. As they were stowing their gear, James informed them, "We've decided on a cookout on the beach tonight. Maybe a little play first while things are cooking. And then if you want you can spend the night on shore. There won't be any need to stand watches, but we'll still pair up the same way."

A short time later they used the inflatable to ferry food and blankets ashore. A couple of the men spent about thirty minutes on a "hunting expedition" and returned with a number of crabs. They prepared the crabs, wrapping them in seaweed, buried them in the sand and built a driftwood fire on top.

Over the next hour, while the fire burned down to coals and the crab cooked, the men pegged out each of the girls on the sand, spread eagled on their backs on blankets. The women were then all blindfolded and the men moved from one girl to another, never spending a long time with any one, stimulating, teasing, and tormenting in an unbelievable variety of ways. There were clothes pins and other nipple clamps, feathers, some soft leather floggers, and other items and, by the time the crab was ready, all the girls were well stimulated, satisfied, and had each been soundly fucked, but couldn't say for sure by whom.

Alison, and it seemed everyone else, found the food delicious. As dark began to fall, they built up the fire and everyone sat around, talking, occasionally feeling and kissing a little, and watched the brilliant stars emerge. Once again, everything seemed relaxed and natural to Alison and the fact that all ten of them were totally naked didn't seem odd in the least.

Everyone had decided to remain on the beach for the night and as it grew later, couples moved off a little ways to establish their own areas. Allison was paired with David that night and he led her to a spot about forty feet from the fire and only a few feet above the high tide mark. They spread a blanket on the sand and placed another nearby if it cooled later. The women's cuffs had been brought ashore and David now put Alison's on her.

She had heard the sounds of some spankings or light whippings coming from some of the other couples and wondered what David had planned for her. She was not really tired and was still high from all the experiences of the day. She was also once again turned on and horny. David arranged her on her back and tied her arms widespread to stakes in the sand. Alison expected him to spread her ankles towards other stakes and wasn't surprised when he took hold of her left ankle cuff. But instead of pulling it out and stretching it to a stake, he pulled it back towards her head and clipped the cuff to the same stake holding her left wrist. He repeated the procedure with her right ankle, leaving her folded in half, her ass and pussy fully exposed and her lips pulled widely open. He spent the next hour strapping her exposed bottom, stimulating her almost to climax, pinching her nipples and clit, and in general bringing her to an intense level of frustration. Finally he pushed into her dripping pussy, but in just a minute, switched to embed his swollen cock in her tight nether passage instead. Alison pushed back as hard as her bound position allowed and soon was lost in another hot orgasm.

Afterwards, David released her legs and loosened the ties to her wrists, but left them connected, before they both drifted off to sleep with his hand resting on Alison's bare pubes.

Once more during the night Alison was awakened by the touch of David's fingers and tongue. For almost an hour he teased and tormented her before once again bringing her relief. When she next awoke it was daylight. After another half hour of play, David finally released her and the couple joined the others around a rebuilt fire for some breakfast.

The group spent the day anchored in the cove, diving some more and playing more hot sex games. In the early afternoon, for example, the girls, one at a time, were blindfolded and staked out spreadeagled on the beach. They were then stimulated orally five different times and had to guess who each of the five were. Each incorrect answer was to be rewarded with fifteen lashes from a cat of nine. Alison recognized Ken's tongue technique and thought one of the others was either Bob or David. She guessed Bob and found she had gained another fifteen lashes. She also failed to correctly identify James, Joe, and Kelly. In fact none of the women guessed more than two correctly and two got all five wrong.

Alison soon found herself stretched below a tree branch. As three of the men proceeded to deliver the sixty lashes, Kate and Sue sucked and nipped at her nipples. By the time the last blow struck, Alison had already come three times and was intensely horny. The other women received their whippings in much the same fashion with Alison sucking at both Kate's and Kelly's tits.

After a rest and another dive in the cove, another beach supper was organized. This time steaks were brought from the freezer on board and grilled over hot coals. Alison was Bob's for the night, but he and Joe, who had Sue, decided it would be fun to share. Alison found herself hanging from her wrists, Sue, also suspended, pressed tightly to her front while the two men first lashed their bare asses to a hot red and then took them in the rear while they still hung together. Before the night was over Alison and Sue had performed a hot sixty-nine for the watching men, been bound back to back while lying on their sides with a double ended dildo in their rectums as the men fucked them, and spent several hours spreadeagled side by side on their backs while the men alternated between them.

The next morning after one more dive, everyone climbed back aboard and the boat once again set sail. As they were leaving the cove, Alison realized that all ten of them - the men included - had been completely naked for the last day and a half. They settled into the shipboard routine of resting, games, and watches once more, and then, at supper on the tenth day James called for everyone's attention. "We've had an invitation," he began. "I know we told you that you wouldn't see anyone else on this trip, so I want to let you girls decide if we should accept this. But let me make it clear, if any of you aren't interested, just say so. This isn't part of the bargain and no one will be offended if you want to just continue with what we've been doing."

The girls looked at each other, but no one seemed to have any idea what James was going to say. He continued, "We talked to the boat's owner on the radio earlier just to let him know there were no problems and that we'd be bringing the boat back next week. He owns a small island in the chain here and happened to be in residence. Actually we called him at his New York office and had the call forwarded back just a few miles from our current position. Anyway, he and his wife are down here for the week and he invited us to stop over for a day. Now I expect you all know that he and his wife are pretty heavily into these games. After all, the boat is a custom made floating BDSM playground. If we accept his invitation, it will be with you five still as naked captives. We'd play some games with him and his wife and I'm sure they would want sex as well. But let me make it very clear you are under no obligation to go and if you do decide to go and play games, if you don't want sex with either of them, that's fine. No one will pressure you at all."

He stopped for a few seconds and Kelly spoke up. "Can you tell us something about them?"

"Certainly. His name is Max and his wife, who is German, is Elsa. Max is six four, about fifty, and solid muscle. Elsa is nearly fifteen years younger and looks like she's not even that. They like BDSM games and probably play a little rougher than we have been, but they're not sadistic and never do any real damage. We've played with them other times and they've been both tops and bottoms. I don't know about now, but a lot of the time they're down here they have two or three girls, about your age or a little younger, that they keep as slaves. I shouldn't say slaves - they're not into that at all. It's more like you girls: bound and naked captives. I don't know where they find them, but none of them we've met are really the truly masochistic type. They just like the games, but maybe a bit harsher than we do. And, by the way, Elsa is often a 'captive' with them as well as sometimes dishing out the punishments."

"We'll let you girls discuss this during free time after supper. If you have any more questions we'll try to answer them, but you decide what you would like to do. And, again, don't feel that we're trying to push you either way. We've been there before and will be again, so it really doesn't make too much difference to us. Let us know by about nine so we can call Max."

This was something none of the women had expected. They had known they'd be spending two weeks - often naked - with other women they hadn't met, but also knew that all of them were in the same circumstances. This was something else. When the men went topside after supper, they remained in the forward lounge to discuss it. "Well," Kelly began, "what do you guys think about this? I'll admit that Max sounds like he might be, shall I say, 'a fun ride'"

Sue laughed. "Six four and all muscle, huh? That does have possibilities." Than she turned slightly more serious. "There's something else, too. As you know this is my third trip with these guys. All during this one and even before I've kept finding myself wondering what it would be like if they were a little harder on me. Oh, I don't mean I want to be branded or whipped raw or anything, but I wonder what it would be like if they laid the cat on hard enough to leave a few welts. I don't know if I'd like it or not and I think these guys are probably too nice to help me find out. But from what I've heard, Max and Elsa can play pretty rough. James has told me a couple of stories. Still, I don't think they would go too far. James trusts them and I guess I would, too. As long as I could still have a safeword I think I might like to try it."

Kate added, "Yeah, James has told me a couple of tales, too. And I've kind of wondered what a little harder play might be like. It also might be interesting to have another woman delivering some of it."

Barb and Alison looked at each other. Barb gave a small shrug and Alison said, "I don't know what I think about playing rougher, but then, a couple of weeks ago I wouldn't have thought I'd have liked the stuff we've been doing as much as I have. When I first came down here, I don't think it had really sunk in that I'd be spending every bit of the two weeks totally naked with strange women."

Kelly broke in, "We're not that strange."

Everyone laughed and Alison said, "All right, that isn't what I meant. But, come to think of it, we probably are pretty strange. Anyway, I've found that I've loved everything - and every one. " Another laugh. "And, anyhow, I guess I'd be willing to give it a try if everyone else wants to. As long as, like Sue said, we still have safewords."

Everyone looked over at Barb. "I guess I feel a lot like Alison. If nothing else this trip has been a whole bunch of brand new experiences. Why not add a few more?"

The women continued to talk about it and finally came up with a list of questions. Kelly volunteered to go ask James about the things they had listed and was back within a couple of minutes. "We'd definitely have our safewords and Max and Elsa would honor them immediately. He said we'd probably get there early afternoon tomorrow and stay a couple of days. If we decide we want out of any part of the activities, no one will mind, so we can try what we want and skip anything we don't."

"Well, girls," Sue said, "ready to be taken into the pirates' lair?"

Kelly crossed her wrists above her head, put on a helpless look, and, in an overly dramatic voice, said, "I fear we are at their mercy, the unspeakable cads. Our fate awaits us."

This was met first by groans and then laughter as the other women threw the napkins they'd had on the table at Kelly. "OK, OK," she said. "Should I go tell James we're interested?"

Everyone agreed and the five of them headed topside.

James had Alison that night and she tried to pump him for more information about what they could expect. James, however, just gave her enough hints to peak her imagination and when they finished the watch at six the next morning, she was so excited by the ideas running through her head she couldn't get back to sleep. James took full advantage of this and spent a couple of hours teasing and tormenting her before they finally went to get some breakfast. 



Paid Vacation Pt. 03



Chapter 6

Right after lunch they spotted a small island which James said was their destination and began to circle the end to approach the other side. As they swung around a point, a deep cove became visible with a wide white sand beach. There was a dock at one end and the men expertly crewed the craft along side where Bob and David jumped ashore to anchor lines around cleats on the dock.

Earlier the girls had had their cuffs put on and now, after they stepped onto the dock, had their hands clipped together behind their backs. Just as the men were finishing with this a tall man, followed by a tall woman emerged from a path through the bushes. The man wore only a brief, French cut bathing suit. He was well tanned and, as James had said, solid muscle. Not bulging, overdeveloped weight lifter muscles, but solid cords which showed beneath his skin. His shoulders were in keeping with his height and to Alison looked like they must be a meter wide. There wasn't an ounce of fat showing anywhere and he tapered to a narrow waist and hard, round buttocks. His dark brown hair was worn medium short and a wide smile lit his face. As he approached and greeted the men Alison saw that the smile went all the way up to one of the bluest sets of eyes she had ever seen. She decided that for this she probably would be willing to have her rear end beaten raw.

Coming right behind Max was a woman who must have been Elsa. She stood close to six feet tall, had very blonde hair which fell to the middle of her back, and eyes that, while not as blue as those of Max, were still a very deep intense color. She was obviously younger than Max, although Alison would have guessed that Max couldn't have been past forty if she hadn't known otherwise. Elsa looked to be in her mid twenties until she got a little closer and Alison revised her guess up to about thirty or thirty-two. She wore only a small string bikini bottom, leaving her large, firm breasts bare. Her tan looked like it, too, extended smoothly everywhere. She greeted each of the men with a tight hug and an open mouth kiss and then both she and Max turned to the women as James introduced each of them.

Alison found that she immediately liked both of them. But what surprised her the most was that she found she wasn't in the least embarrassed to be meeting them naked, with her hands bound behind her back. At the frank inspection of both Elsa and Max, Alison found that rather than embarrassment she was feeling turned on. As Max and Elsa moved down the line of women they made friendly comments and casually let their hands touch them, sliding across tits and around curving hips. If Alison's hands hadn't been bound she would have probably returned the action.

Max turned towards James and said, "These women are lovely. Where do you find them, James? If you're tired of them, I assure you we'd be only too happy to keep them here."

James laughed. "Not likely, Max. I agree they are all lovely and have incredible talents. You can't have them, but they might be interested in playing a few games the next couple of days."

Max turned towards the women. "Is that so? If you beautiful women want that I'm sure Elsa and I can accommodate you. I can think of very few things I would like better than abusing and loving your lovely bodies. What about you, Elsa?"

Elsa smiled widely and said with her slight German accent, "I could not agree more. Perhaps we can show them something these five men have not. In fact we may keep them so busy James and his crew will become frustrated."

Max quickly said, "We wouldn't want that to happen. We might want him to bring them back sometime. Maybe the men can keep busy with Michele and Anne."

"Oh, you have other guests?" James asked.

"Just the two," Elsa answered. "You know us." She turned towards the girls and asked, "Did James tell you about our playmates?" The women nodded or gave short replies indicating they had some idea, but not a lot. Elsa went on, "We have two young women here now. Both are students and both are nineteen. Anne is on holiday from England and Michele is an American, but her mother is from France. I think you will probably like them. They like playing BDSM games and they love sex of all kinds." She turned back towards Max. "That reminds me they are waiting for their punishment right now."

Max grinned and explained, "It seems that at lunch Anne spilled a drink but Michele said it was her fault for bumping her. So now both will receive a proper correction. Perhaps you would like to watch and afterwards if the men wish to become better acquainted, they can."

Max and Elsa led the men and the bound women up the path into the brush. After about fifty meters the path opened onto a wide clearing with a small house at one end.

The house was a low, spreading, tropical design, but what caught everyone's attention was out on the lawn at the side. Here, about fifteen meters from the house, were a number of upright posts and other constructions. With their backs towards two of the posts were tied a pair of naked young women who must have been Anne and Michele. Their ankles were cuffed tightly to the post bottoms, but rounded bulges higher up the posts caused them to arch forward, thrusting their breasts out. Their arms were spread open and tied to horizontal crosspieces.

Alison could see chained clamps dangling from their hardened nipples. Both girls were shaved bare.

Max led the group over by them. The first girl was a blonde about five nine. She had a firm curved figure with somewhat smallish breasts which looked larger against her slim build. Her narrow waist accented her tight, rounded ass and her light, clear, skin indicated that this was probably the English girl, Anne. A second later this was confirmed as Max introduced her to each of the ten.

The second girl had dark, almost black, hair, now worn in a pony tail. She was only slightly shorter, maybe five seven, and had large, rounded breasts. Her waist was very narrow and flared into rounded hips that were all smooth muscle with no fat. She had legs which seemed almost too long for her body. Michele spoke distinctly American English and said, "Nice to meet you. Max said you'd be here for a day or two so maybe we can have a chance to talk later."

Anne had a friendly, open face and a smile that lit up all the way to her eyes. "Hi," she said. "I'd shake hands or something, but as you can see I'm tied up right now."

Kelly laughed and answered, "Well, so are we. And I don't think these guys will settle for a handshake anyway."

Anne looked at the men in a frankly appraising examination. "I certainly hope not," was her answer.

"That makes two of us," Michele said. "But I think right now we're going to be a little busy." She looked over to where Max and Elsa were shaking out a couple of whips they had produced from somewhere.

"Are you really being whipped for spilling something?" Alison asked. "I mean are you two really slaves here?"

Michele laughed. "No, we're just here for the fun and games, sort of like you guys from what Max has told us. Anne and I really get turned on from this stuff and we haven't really been whipped in a couple of days. The spilled drink is just an excuse. And don't worry. If it gets to be too much, we can call a halt anytime. Is that how you guys do it?"

"Yes," Alison replied, "we have safewords. But James has said Max and Elsa play a little rougher than we do."

"They definitely play rough," Anne put in. "But never enough to do any real harm. We might have marks for a few days, but nothing permanent. Except these." She looked down to where two small gold rings hung from the ends of her nipples. "Max put these in a week ago and Michele is going to get a pair tomorrow."

Alison looked at the rings with fascination. "You mean Max did those here? Like pierced ears?"

"Something like that," Anne replied. "If we ever get tired of them, the holes will close the same as an earring hole. But putting them in is a little different. Maybe you can watch Michele get hers tomorrow. Now I think we're going to be a little busy." She looked over to where Max and Elsa, each with a whip in their hands, were coming towards them.

"Help me position these wenches over the pits," Max said, and a grinning James and Ken moved to join him. The two girls had their clamps removed and were released from the posts. They were led a few meters to where there were two constructions about ten feet apart. Each of these consisted of a horizontal bar about eight feet long, set between two uprights at a height of seven feet. There was a piece of plywood on the ground directly below them.

The girls were moved so that they were each directly below the beams and their wrist cuffs were fastened to chains, spreading their hands four feet apart. A five foot spreader bar was attached between their ankles leaving only their toes touching the plywood. "Now," Max said, "I will warm these naughty girls and Elsa can deliver their real punishment. I think Anne can go first." He nodded to James and Ken and Alison saw Anne give a little shutter of either fear or anticipation.

James and Ken moved to the edge of the plywood and began to pull it away. Alison was surprised to see that it had covered a shallow pit, perhaps two feet deep, seven feet long and two and a half feet wide. When the wood was removed, Anne was left dangling entirely from her wrist cuffs, her feet wide spread and suspended well above the floor of the pit.

Max moved behind her and shook out the tails of the whip he had. This was a cat with nine leather tails about thirty inches long attached to a two foot handle. He swung the whip across Anne's tight rear with a force a little harder than Alison would have expected for a warmup, but not as hard as some she had endured. The next blow, though, was harder and by the time the first ten had been delivered, the lashes were leaving angry red lines and Alison realized they were striking harder than any she had ever felt. Anne took a number without crying out, but finally they began to bring gasps and occasionally cries. Max began to move around, landing the strokes on her flanks, her stomach, legs, back and finally her breasts. For fifteen minutes he flogged her and when he finally ceased, Anne was covered between neck and ankles with red lines, including a number which looked like welts that would remain for a while. Alison did notice, however, that most of the real welts were across her rear or upper thighs.

Now Max moved over towards Michele and Ken and James removed the plywood below her also. As he began to apply the cat to Michele, Elsa moved over to Anne. Elsa had a single tailed whip with one tapering, four foot lash atop a short handle. She appeared to be expert with it and proceeded to apply it to Anne's bound form. She placed three stripes - and each blow left a stripe - diagonally across the girl's tight buttocks. Then she added three from the other diagonal. She wrapped the leather around from behind and placed a stripe first on the top and then the bottom of each breast. Then she repeated with two which wrapped around to have the end snap directly on each nipple. Each of Elsa's lashes had brought a scream from Anne, but Alison noticed she seemed to be becoming more turned on also. She certainly made no move to stop the torment. Elsa placed several stripes on the inside of Anne's thighs and finally brought one directly up between her legs to snap against her hardened clit. Anne let out a piercing scream and convulsed into a hard orgasm.

Elsa stopped the beating and waited for Max to finish "warming up" Michele. She then proceeded to treat the second girl in the same way with much the same results. During this Anne hung from her wrists. Max moved over towards her and began to fondle her tits and stroke the insides of her thighs. She shuttered at his touch, obviously appreciating it, and Max motioned the men over to join him. Soon all six were feeling her up and fingering her while Anne convulsed through another three orgasms. When Elsa finished with Michele, the men replaced the plywood beneath Anne and moved over to play with the second girl.

Elsa moved over to Anne and called the five girls over. She unsnapped each of their wrist cuffs and told them to release Anne from her bonds. Sue and Barb removed the spreader bar and Anne slowly moved her stretched legs back beneath her. As Kelly and Alison released her wrists, Anne stumbled slightly and Alison instinctively put her arm around her back and under her arm. Anne's skin felt burning hot and while the smooth skin was raised slightly in places from the whip, it didn't appear broken at all. Anne quickly regained her balance and turned to smile at Alison. "Thanks. I guess I'm still a little weak."

"I'm not surprised," Alison said dryly. "That looked like a pretty harsh whipping. It must have hurt like hell. Do you really get turned on by that?"

Anne managed a laugh. "Didn't it look like it? Actually it wasn't as bad as it looked. It did really hurt, but Max and Elsa know how to make it sting without any real damage. I'll hurt a bit this afternoon and the marks may last a couple of days, but by tomorrow - or maybe even tonight - I'll probably be ready for some more. Probably not this severe, mind you, but some spanking or whipping anyway. And, for that matter, right now I'm still incredibly turned on and hope these guys are into gang bangs."

Kate laughed and put in, "They certainly are that. I expect you and Michele will both be fucked at least five or six times this afternoon."

Anne gave a little shutter. "Oh, I hope so."

Allison asked, "How did you get into this stuff. I mean I'd played a few spanking games but until the week before last I'd never done much else. I'm still not sure I could stand a whipping like that."

"If you've only started playing games, probably not. I guess I found out that a good birching turned me on while I was in school in England. And yes, they still do that. Bare ass caning for almost any infraction. Anyway when I started dating I got a couple of guys to paddle me before sex and found it made it really hot. Then I got involved with one guy, four or five years older than me, who was more into this stuff. He introduced me to some heavier bondage and gave me my first whipping with a cat. But he wanted to get into the master-slave stuff too much, so we broke up after a few months. But by then I had found just how hot I got from this stuff. Anyway, I met Max and Elsa a few months ago, we spent a weekend together, and they invited me here for my holiday. I'm certainly not sorry I came." She laughed and added, "And that's mostly what I've been doing since I got here - coming and coming and coming."

The girls laughed with her. "I would expect that Max has a pretty healthy appetite for sex," Kelly commented.

"That's for sure! And so does Elsa. I'll bet Max has managed eight or ten times a day at least and I lost count of my orgasms at twenty the first day. I've been here for almost two weeks. Max and Elsa were both here for a few days and then Max had to fly back to New York. He came back last week for two days. That's when he did my nipples. And then he was gone again until three days ago. Michele got here last week and Elsa has been here all along. Even when Max is gone there's no shortage of sex." She looked directly at each of the five women. "Maybe we can all have a big orgy before you go."

Alison squeezed her legs tightly together. "I think I'd like that," she breathed, almost to herself. Looking around she saw that the men had released Michele and were bringing her over towards them. James had picked her up and was holding her facing him. Michele had her arms wrapped around his neck and his hands were holding her hot, red bottom as her legs wrapped around his waist. As they started towards the group of women a couple of the men let their fingers run between Michele's legs and along her crack and Alison could see her quivering reaction. "Looks like the guys are ready for a little action," Alison warned. "I think you're probably going to get your wish, Anne."

Anne was breathing a little fast already and said, "I certainly hope so. I'd like to spend the next hour or so on the rape rack and I'm sure Michele feels the same way.

Alison was a little startled by the term "rape rack," but then thought that it wasn't surprising. After all the boat, where she had first heard the term, belonged to Max and Elsa. "Well, maybe Max and Elsa will keep us busy while the men enjoy you two," she suggested.

From behind her Elsa said in her faint accent, "That we will. I am sure Max will want to try each of you and, for that matter, so do I. Maybe I will even mark some of this lovely bare skin. I think you will enjoy Max. Do not you agree, Anne?"

Anne grinned and replied, "I'm sure they will." She turned toward Alison and the other women. "Wait until you see his equipment. It's in keeping with the rest of him."

Alison felt a small flood between her legs as she thought about this comment together with Max's nearly giant size and hard muscles.

The men arrived and Max said, "Why don't you take these two over to the porch and let them have something cool to drink and a few minutes to recover. Then I'm sure they would enjoy being placed on the racks." He pointed off to the side where Alison could see something resembling the bar she had been tied over on the boat.

Ken scooped Anne up into his arms and as she put her arms around his neck, leaned over and tugged at her nipple ring with his lips. She let a small sigh escape her lips and wriggled her bare body against him.

Max then turned towards Elsa and the women and said, "Maybe we should go over to the shed. That is, if you lovely ladies would enjoy a little hot torture and rape."

The girls giggled or laughed a little, but Sue looked directly at Max and said, "By all means. I'm Sue. Fly me."

Max threw back his head and laughed a deep roar. Then he reached for Sue and lifted her onto his shoulders as if she were a child. She let her legs be pulled against the front of his chest where Max slid his hands up her thighs and she wriggled her bare pussy against the back of his neck. Elsa draped an arm each around Kelly and Barb, letting her fingers brush across their nipples, and started across the yard after Max with Kate and Alison following close behind.

They moved about thirty meters to where a large building stood. This structure was about thirty by forty feet with a slanted roof, eleven or twelve feet high at the front and sloping to eight at the rear. It was closed on the two short sides and had a canvas wall forming the rear long side. As they approached, Alison saw that the front could also be closed with a roll down piece of canvas. There were large screened windows in both the fixed and canvas walls. As they entered and looked around, Alison discovered the entire space was set up as a big BDSM play room. There were chains hanging from the roof in many places, rings on the fixed walls, and a number of posts, X-frames, sloped poles and other structures. There was a wide variety of benches, tables, and other furniture for binding a victim in any number of positions. Along one of the fixed walls was a series of cabinets and drawers which Alison felt sure contained a vast collection of devices. A whole series of different types of whips, straps, and paddles hung on the wall.

Max swung Sue down into his arms and carried her over to a padded bench that looked a lot like a carpenter's saw horse. Except that this horse had a cross piece about four by six and heavily padded with an imitation leather material. Max stood Sue at one end of the horse and asked her, "Would you like to feel the cat a little first?"

Sue was breathing rapidly and had been getting more and more turned on. "Yes. You know about our safe words, right?" Max nodded. "Then I want you to see how much I can take. I've never played nearly as hard as Anne and Michele seem to, but I want to see what a little rougher play is like. Whip me until I call 'Yellow Light." And then fuck the daylights out of me."




Paid Vacation Pt. 03



Max laughed his deep roar again. "Be careful what you wish for, Wench. I'll have you, then - for starters." He turned towards the others. "Elsa, why don't you bind the others so they can watch and maybe get them a little warmed up. I'll get to them soon."

Max spread Sue's legs and bound them to the bottom of the slanted supports at the end of the bench, opening her wide. He then pushed her forward, arranging her along the length of the padded bar, her engorged tits on either side, and stretched her arms to the bottom of the legs on the opposite end. He attached her wrist cuffs to chains and pulled her taut. A belt went around her waist, holding her fast against the bar. Sue was now almost hyperventilating and Alison could see moisture running down her legs form her dripping slit.

Elsa moved the other four girls over to an area about six feet from Sue's side and proceeded to bind them. Kate and Alison had their hands raised and spread and anchored to ceiling chains. Barb was bound with her back to an X-frame and her legs spread wide and anchored to its bottom. Elsa moved Kelly to stand between two rings in the floor. Her wrists were raised and spread to ceiling chains and then her ankles were spread five feet apart and anchored to the floor rings. She wasn't stretched really tightly and Alison expected Elsa to pull in the slack as she had with Kate and herself. But instead Elsa picked up an eight foot padded pole, about four inches in diameter. She moved this behind Kelly and just as Alison noticed the two vertical posts on either side and a little in front of her, Elsa raised one end of the pole about four feet off the ground and set it in a bracket on one of the posts. She then moved the other end of the pole towards the bracket on the second post. Alison quickly discovered what the purpose of this was. The posts were set so that to fit between them the pole pushed against Kelly's back just below her shoulders and forced the girl to arch severely. When the second end of the pole was anchored, Alison found that Kelly was, indeed, tightly stretched, the pole pressing against her straining back and forcing her tits to stick out.

Max picked up a small cat with eighteen inch soft leather lashes. He began to lightly whip Sue, first on her ass and then spreading the blows around. He spent a lot of time on her tits and soon the taut globes were red and Sue's nipples stuck out rigidly. He stopped for a few seconds and snapped nipple clamps on Sue's hard nubs and then added a small lead weight to each. He then changed to a cat with longer lashes. Not the thirty inch one he had used on Anne and Michele, but one with two foot tails. He began on Sue's already reddened bottom, each time increasing the strength of the blow.

While this was going on, Elsa had picked up her own small cat, similar to the first Max had used but with tails only about a foot long. She began to move about the four bound women, striking unexpectedly. Not severely, but hard enough to sting and bring some gasps. Now and then she would stop and slide her hands across a tit or over a taut bottom. Soon she was letting her fingers draw through wet slits and occasionally penetrate. This was mixed with lashing that became steadily harder.

But not as hard as Max was striking Sue. He, too, stopped a couple of times to tug at her nipple clamps, feel her hot skin, and push his finger into her pussy and even her rear opening as well. Each round of whipping was more severe and soon Sue was gasping or crying out at every stroke. As he increased the strength of his strokes, Sue began to have screams mingled with her cries and Alison could see that some of the angry red lines were really raised welts. But she could also see the stream of moisture running down Sue's legs. Max whipped her back and around onto her flanks and front, but concentrated on her rear and thighs. Soon each stroke was bringing a loud scream, but so far Sue hadn't called a safeword. Each time the sound of leather striking flesh was instantly followed by a scream, but Max continued to increase the severity. Finally after a stroke that made Alison cringe in sympathy, as Sue's scream died she began to convulse in orgasm and managed to yell in a broken, gasping voice, "Yellow light. Yellow light."

Max immediately dropped the whip. Alison had been watching and as Max had proceeded with the whipping, a large bulge had grown in the front of his swimming trunks. Now he reached down and pulled off the trunks altogether. Alison and a couple of the other girls gasped at the sight of the gigantic tool which was revealed. Max's penis was thick and at least ten inches long. He moved behind the still shuddering Sue and began to push inside her wet slit. As the end of his shaft entered, Sue's head flew up and her mouth opened in a wide "O". Alison could see her face go through a whole range of emotions as Max slowly pushed himself all the way inside. He held himself, fully embedded, stretching her as her body strained against its bonds. As he started to pull out, Sue began another orgasm and the incoherent sounds she had been making coalesced into a loud, clearly understood cry. "Fuck me! Fuck me hard, Max. Fuck me."

Max obliged, pulling himself almost all the way out and then pushing back in to his limit. He kept it up for what must have been at least four or five minutes as Sue came three more times. As she started her last orgasm, Max pushed his finger up her ass as far as possible and drove his cock as hard as he could against her, grasping her hips and holding himself tightly against her.

As Sue finally began to come down and Max relaxed his grip, she began to hang limply against the bench. He slowly withdrew, causing another shudder from the bound girl. As he pulled out, Sue said, "That was incredible, Max. I've never come like that before."

Max laughed. "It was rather wonderful. But wait until next time and maybe I'll have your tight ass, too."

Alison shivered at the idea of that huge tool being pushed inside a tight rear hole and it looked like Sue was thinking the same thing. Still, Alison couldn't get away from the fact that the thought of having her ass impaled on that massive shaft was making her wetter than ever.

As Max moved away from Sue and over to the other girls, Elsa went in the other direction. Max began to tease and play with the bound females and Elsa moved behind Sue and began to run her tongue across Sue's abused ass. Sue had been draped almost limply along the horse, but now began to respond to Elsa's oral attentions. As Elsa roamed a little wider, allowing her tongue to run over Sue's asshole and along her slit and finally to her clit, Sue began to breathe faster and more heavily. Elsa wet her finger and pushed it into Sue's anus while her mouth really went to work on the girl's dripping pussy. It took only a minute or two until Sue was again shaking in the throws of another orgasm. Elsa had reached her free hand into her own small bikini bottom and was obviously stimulating herself. As Sue began to shake in her climax, so did Elsa who then pulled off her own suit and pressed her hips against Sue's hot and tight ass.

All of the four girls had been watching intently and Max's attentions served only to excite them, but not to the point of ignoring the show going on a few feet in front of them. Alison heard Elsa say, as she pulled her finger from Sue's rear opening and straightened up, "You have a really incredible ass. I know Max would love to have you there. Do you like anal sex?"

Sue, still breathing hard, answered, "I love it. But I don't think I could take anything the size of Max's cock. That would probably tear me apart."

Elsa smiled and said, "It might feel like it if he tried it now. But rest assured that if we prepare you a little it will not hurt, at least not too much, and you will love it."

"What exactly do you mean by 'prepare me'?"

"You have worn plugs before, yes?" Sue nodded. "Well, we will use a slightly larger one than you are used to. We might as well start now."

Before Sue could answer she went to a cabinet and returned with a large butt plug. Sue looked back at the bulging cone shaped shaft and Alison could see her body quiver in response. It was at least a half or three quarters of an inch larger in diameter than any they had used on the boat. Alison's anus contracted tightly at the sight. But Elsa used a lubed finger to penetrate Sue and soon her twisting and in and out motions had Sue relaxing her clinched muscles. When Elsa finally picked up the plug, greased it well, and placed the tip against Sue's anus, her muscles had relaxed a great deal. Elsa pushed at the plug, constantly reassuring Sue that she could handle it. Sue concentrated and relaxed her muscles and the plug began to slide inwards. Elsa would push it in until Sue felt like she was about to be torn and then allow the plug to retreat. This was repeated over and over until finally, instead of allowing the plug to come back out, Elsa gave a hard and steady push and as Sue screamed at the painful intrusion the large part of the plug popped inside.

"That felt like I was being torn apart," Sue loudly cried. "Am I bleeding or anything?"

Elsa smiled and reassured her, "No, you are not damaged. I have done this many times and I know how hard I can push. You are fine. How does it feel?"

"Like you pushed a whole palm tree up my ass. Actually I feel incredibly full but most of the pain has died out now."

"That is right. You will see that by tonight when we take the plug out you will be ready for Max to stretch you a little more. Now I will release you and you can watch the others get some of the treatment. By the way, have you ever been on the other end of the whip?"

"You mean have I ever whipped anyone else? No, I have spanked a couple of boyfriends with my hand and once with his belt doubled over, but I've never handled a whip."

"Then it is time you learned a little how to. I will let all of you try it some this afternoon."

Alison had been following their conversation and now the thought of swinging a cat at some other helpless bottom brought a sudden contraction in her crotch. Just at that time Max pushed a slick finger into her anus and brought his other hand against her front, letting his fingers press hard against her clit. She cried out and locked her anal muscles around his finger as he pressed against her hard nub in front. When a few seconds later Max relaxed his grip she said, "Max, I've never played games like this until a couple of weeks ago and I'd never had anal sex until this trip. But I wonder, do you think I could take you back there? The idea scares me silly but it excites me, too."

Max slowly moved his finger in and out a little and replied, "I think if we take it easy you can. I promise not to hurt you - at least not too much - and you know I'll stop if you tell me to. Would you like to try it tonight, too?"  Alison hesitated and then drew in her breath. "Yes, I'd like to give it a try. And I want you to whip me first. I probably can't take as much as Sue did, but the idea of you really whipping my ass and then fucking me there while I'm still tied and helpless sounds impossibly hot."

"Then we'll have to try it. Now I think maybe I should warm you a little and start stretching your bottom. You really do have one of the sexiest asses I've ever seen and I'm really looking forward to filling it with my cock."

Max slowly pulled his finger out and then stepped back. He picked up a medium sized cat - there seemed to be a variety of different whips lying everywhere- and began to lightly flog Alison. He began very slowly and increased both the tempo and strength until Alison was giving little cries with most strokes. But he didn't go beyond that point and Alison realized the flogging hadn't been any harder than some of the others she had received the previous week. Then Max stopped and Elsa moved in to take over while Max moved around in front of the hanging girl. He knelt and moved his mouth to her throbbing clit while Elsa continued to strike her hot rear. In only a few seconds Alison was coming, but Max continued until she had completed two more orgasms.

Then Elsa stopped and Max released Alison's hands. He sat on a small stool and draped Alison across his lap. He began to lube her tight rear hole with his finger while his other hand teased and played with her tits. In a couple of minutes he placed the tip of a slick butt plug against her anus and began to press. He worked it in and out the same way Elsa had done to Sue until, also like Elsa, he gave a long hard push, forcing the bulge inside accompanied by a scream from Alison. But, also like Sue, Alison found that the pain mostly went away quickly and the super full feeling which remained served only to excite her more.

Elsa helped her up and she joined Sue to watch the other girls. Kelly had been in the tightly arched position forced on her by the pole behind her back for half an hour now and the strain was beginning to show. Elsa moved over to her and began to play with her protruding tits. This excited Kelly as did Max beginning to finger and tease her from behind. Elsa produced a handfull of small plastic clothes pins from somewhere and began to attach them to Kelly's breasts. She placed a ring of them around each mound and two lines crossing each breasts with one directly on each nipple.

Then Max and Elsa both moved away. But only long enough to pick up whips. Max began to lash her rear end with a medium cat. Elsa picked up the four foot single tailed whip she had used on Michele and Anne and stepped out in front of Kelly. Kelly's eyes went wide with what was probably a little fear as Elsa shook out the whip and snapped it in a couple of practice strokes. The sting of Max's lashes on her ass was not severe enough to make her want them to stop, and, in fact, was turning her on more and more, but the idea of that wicked tool Elsa held ripping across her exposed front seemed more than she wanted. But before she had time to call a halt, Elsa leaned back and sent the long leather tail singing through the air. Kelly screamed, mostly at the expected pain a stripe from that weapon would leave across her bare chest and was then surprised to discover the only pain she felt was the sharp bite as one of the clothes pins was ripped free by the snapping tail. Elsa repeated the stroke and removed another pin. After she had removed six in this manner without touching Kelly's flesh with the whip itself, Kelly began to believe she didn't have to worry quite so much. Still each time that vicious strap approached her bare tits Kelly couldn't help but feel a little fear. By the time all of the pins had been removed, the sting of the jerked pins, the pain of Max's lashing, and the fear of that single leather tail had made her hot and dripping.

When the last pin had been pulled free, Elsa moved up directly in front of Kelly. She lowered her hand to the girl's dripping slit and, while fingering her, asked, "Now, would you like to feel just a couple of strokes?"

Kelly stared over at where Elsa had laid the whip down. The thought of that landing on her both terrified and excited her. She looked back at Elsa and asked, "Do you mean on my tits?"

Elsa smiled. "Of course. Just two. They will hurt like hell, but I am sure you can take it."

Kelly drew in her breath. "All right. Two, as long as it won't do any real damage."

"Do not worry. As you saw I know how to use this." She stepped back and moved to pick up the whip. Max stopped his own flogging and instead picked up two slim dildos and began to work them into Kelly, both front and rear. When he had finished he touched switches on both and Kelly began to feel vibrations coming from each of the intruders. Her nipples were sticking out rock hard and the whipping, the vibrators, and the anticipation of what was coming had her worked up to an astounding level of excitement. Max moved back and Elsa moved over in front of her. "Ready?"

Kelly bit her lip and nodded. Then she said, "Two. No matter what I say, give me both of them."

Elsa smiled at her and nodded her acknowledgment. She suddenly snapped the whip and before Kelly realized what was happening a white hot line of fire crossed her right breast and nipple. She screamed - a loud, piercing scream. She might have tried to call a safeword but Elsa gave her no time and quickly the scream was repeated as a second line of fire crossed over the center of her left tit. Even while wildly drawing in more breath to cry out again, Kelly started to convulse in her own orgasm. She hung there shaking for almost a minute and then dangled forwards from her bonds, nearly fainting.

Finally she regained some control. "That did hurt like hell. It made me come like I can't believe, but I don't think I want to do it again. Still I'm glad I did once. Thank you, Elsa."

Elsa smiled. "You are welcome. But I think I will let you thank Max instead. She removed the bar from behind Kelly's back and released her feet. She removed the vibrator from Kelly's pussy, but left the second slim shaft buried in her rear. She then unfastened Kelly's hands and reattached them behind her back. Max had lain down on his back on a thick mat and now looked up expectantly at Kelly. She looked down and saw that his enormous organ was standing hard and erect and suddenly realized what Elsa had meant by "thanking Max." Elsa took her upper arm and guided her over so she was straddling Max at his waist and then pushed down on her shoulders. Almost in a daze Kelly bent her legs and lowered herself until the head of that massive shaft touched her slit. She lowered herself a little more and as the shaft began to penetrate her a sudden change came over her face. Her eyes opened wide as did her mouth and it seemed as though she suddenly lit with excitement. She lowered herself a little more and suddenly plunged down all the way, impaling herself deeply. Her head flew back and her eyes opened even wider and then she began to ride Max in a hot, hard sexual dance, totally oblivious to the other five people around her. For the next several minutes she was aware only of the sensations of that massive hardened shaft plunging in and out of her. Max met her every thrust and when she finally began to come in a loud, hard, and long climax, he pulled her down against his chest and reached around to press the vibrator even more deeply into her rear as he shot his load deeply within her.

When Kelly calmed down, Max kissed her hard and then unfastened her wrists.

Max and Elsa now turned to the two remaining bound women. Kate and Barb were both obviously turned on and were squirming in their bonds trying to find some relief. "I think maybe I'll rotate this one," Max said cryptically, indicating Barb.

"And I think I will put Kate onto the barrel and maybe let the others practice a little on her. But why do you not go first?"

Max smiled and moved over behind the large X-frame to which Barb was tightly tied. She had her hands and ankles both wide spread and securely anchored to the wooden frame. Max reached around the frame and let his hands slide over Barb's bare tits, bringing a gasp from the hyper excited girl. He began to tease and stimulate, rolling her nipples between his thumbs and fingers, letting his hands roam over her belly and down between her legs where he found a flood of seeping moisture. For several minutes he stimulated her, penetrating with his finger and rubbing and pinching her clit. Barb was reacting to his attentions with increasing excitement, but in her tight bonds she could barely move. Max moved around in front of her and bent to suck and nip at her hard nipples with his lips. He took each nipple, one at a time, into his mouth and then pulled back, holding it tightly and stretching her breasts away from her chest. He let his tongue slide all around her front but only teasingly near her desperate pussy.




Paid Vacation Pt. 03



Then he started to tickle her. His fingers danced all around her bare body, under her arms, between her spread legs, across her stomach. When she was laughing so hard she could hardly breathe, he stopped and began to use a small cat on her taut breasts and flanks. He alternated the tickling with the whipping several times and then stepped behind the frame again. He bent forward and did something which Alison couldn't see. Then, to the Alison's surprise - and even more so to Barb's - the entire frame began to rotate. Until then Alison hadn't realized how the frame was supported. It was constructed so that it could be tilted at any angle, placing the bound victim anywhere from vertical, as Barb had been, to horizontal to completely inverted, a state Barb soon discovered for herself.

When the girl was hanging from the frame with her head near the floor and her legs pointed towards the roof - and widely spread - Max did something else and locked the frame in the new position. He then picked up a cat with short tails and again began to whip Barb on the insides of her spread legs, beginning at the knees and moving up - or down, depending on how one looked at it - nearly to her wide open pussy lips. From time to time he would stop and tease with his fingers or tongue, often running his tongue over the whipped flesh on the inside of her thighs and onto the hard nub of her clit which was protruding from her wet and open slit. For twenty minutes he alternated gentle teasing with an increasingly harsh whipping. Before too long he had begun to whip Barb directly between her legs, across her open pussy, the tails often falling directly on her clit. Finally he gave her a particularly harsh set of strokes directly between her legs and then began to eat her to orgasm several times in a row. When he finally stopped and rotated the frame upright once more, Barb was hanging in near exhaustion but with a smile a mile wide. He released her and she joined the other women now moving around Kate who was still stretched from the ceiling.

Elsa was holding a cat with eighteen inch tails made of flat, soft leather, each about three eights of an inch wide. She began to apply it to Kate's taut buttocks while explaining to the other girls how to use the instrument. "It is in the snap of the wrist," she said. "That is what determines the siting. Anyone can beat another with a whip, but to produce the exciting pain we want, it is necessary to make the tails strike just so." She demonstrated how to wrap the tails across Kate's hip and let the ends snap sharply onto the rounded globes of her ass. Kate sucked in her breath or made small sounds with each stroke and was obviously becoming more and more excited.

After a few minutes, Elsa stopped and, offering the cat to Sue, said, "Now you try. Get the feel of it and then use it on our Kate." Sue took the lash and gingerly made a couple of practice swings in the air. Then she swung a half-hearted blow across Kate's rear.

Elsa sharply said, "If you strike like that, she may go to sleep. Do not be afraid to really use this. Imagine how you would want it to feel. Just remember to listen for a safe word."

Sue straightened and, with a new resolve, laid a fairly hard stroke across Kate's already red ass cheeks. She was rewarded with a small cry from Kate and a look of approval from Elsa. She continued and placed another fifteen strokes, most on Kate's ass, but some on her back and a couple on her stretched thighs, leaving clearly visible red lines.

Elsa finally stopped her and gave the whip to Allison. As she made several practice swings Allison was startled by the feeling of power conferred by the instrument. Here she was, completely naked, about to flog her bound and naked roommate. And what she felt was eagerness - eagerness and a building sexual excitement. In the back of her mind she realized that this was at least partly because, if their places had been reversed, she would be getting excited in anticipation of the coming strokes. But it was also a sexual act inflicting the stings. She had no urge to cause Kate any real, unwanted pain, but this was something different. She thought to herself as she drew back her arm for the first stroke, "Have I ever changed in the last two weeks. And I'll certainly admit I like the change."

She moved her arm forward landing a hard blow across Kate's already sore rear end and, snapping her wrist as Elsa had shown them, made the tails jerk sharply into the crack of Kate's ass. Kate wrenched hard against her bonds and gave a small scream, but quickly wiggled her ass in anticipation of the next stroke. Allison laid the second stroke in the opposite direction with similar results. Then for the third she wrapped the tails around Kate's right side and the tails ended across her right breast, although without the final sharp snap. Still the effect was good and Kate cried out at the result.

"Good," Elsa commented. "Do not be afraid to spread the strikes. I have other plans for her, so do not damage any one place too much." Alison continued and laid fifteen strokes across her friend's bare body. When Elsa finally stopped her and took the cat to give to Kelly, Alison went around in front of Kate. Kate smiled at her, indicating she had enjoyed the experience, too, and then Alison suddenly embraced her, kissing her on the mouth and crushing her own breasts against her roommate's. Then she moved back and Kelly began to apply the cat.

When Kelly had finished, Barb had her turn. And when Elsa finally stopped Barb and took the whip again herself, Max moved around and knelt in front of the stretched young woman. As Elsa began to deliver some more strong lashes to Kate's ass, Max moved his tongue to her very wet and twitching pussy and began to lick and suck. In just a few strokes Kate was screaming into a hard orgasm and Max held his mouth pressed tightly against her until she began to calm somewhat. "That was really hot," Kate finally said. "But I want a chance at these other four. Fair's fair."

Elsa laughed. "Oh, you will get a chance soon, but I am not done with you yet. Max, help me move her to the barrel."

Max and Elsa started to unfasten Kate and then helped her over a few meters to where there was a strange looking device. This looked like a large barrel which had been cut in half lengthwise and mounted with the cut side down slightly above floor level. Alison could see by looking along the bottom edge that the barrel was made of wood, but most of it was covered with a padded, leather-like material. The couple placed Kate in a sitting position astride the barrel somewhat nearer one end than the other. Then they laid her back and bound her wrists and ankles to rings on the floor at the top and bottom of the barrel. Kate was left face up along the length of the curved barrel with her arms and legs spread and tied tautly and her sopping pussy fully opened and exposed.

Elsa moved and stood astride the barrel between Kate's feet and bent forward to bring her mouth against the girl's open pussy lips. She began to move her tongue in long, slow strokes. Kate's body was already sensitive from her last experience and this had the effect of immediately bringing her to an incredibly aroused state. Elsa reached forward and began to roll Kate's nipples between her fingers. Soon she began to suck and pull at Kate's clit with her lips. Kate came. And a second time. As she was nearing another climax, Elsa suddenly stepped back and brought the cat down sharply against her inner thighs. She continued to flog Kate's sensitive areas: her inner thighs, her breasts, and even directly against her open pussy. Kate strained through two more orgasms, but as she was beginning to climb again, Elsa stopped and Max moved between her legs. He licked her swollen pussy lips and her hard clit, sucked and tugged at it a little, and then suddenly plunged his massive erection into Kate's flooded tunnel. Kate cried out at the huge intruder, but began to strain upwards in an effort to move him deeper. Her tightly bound position prevented almost all movement, but Max pushed against her until he was buried as deeply as possible. Then he began to move in and out. For several minutes Max continued to fuck her as Kate strained through two more climaxes. Then suddenly he pressed himself hard against the bound woman and Alison could see his tight buttocks clinching repeatedly as he shot his load deeply inside her roommate. As Kate shuttered into another massive orgasm, Alison squeezed her legs together in response to her own arousal at the incredibly sexy scene before her.

In a few moments Kate was released, but was nearly too exhausted to stand. As she sat on the barrel to recover she said, "I would never have dreamed something like that could be so hot. You two are unbelievable."

"We're just getting started," Max replied. "Before you girls leave here I'm sure we can find a lot more interesting things to do." There were some approaching sounds and everyone looked over to where the five men were bringing a somewhat exhausted but widely smiling Anne and Michele into the building. "But I think that maybe we should give everyone a chance to recover a little. I think that the food should be almost ready, so we can see about eating." He looked around at everyone: eight naked women and five naked men as well as himself. "There's no need to dress for dinner."



Paid Vacation Pt. 04



Elsa said, "Max and I will go see about the food. Anne, why not show our guests to the shower and let them clean up a little?"

Anne agreed, and as Max and Elsa left in the direction of the house she began to move to a back corner of the building. Alison saw that an area she had first taken as just another piece of wall was actually a baffled entrance to a large tiled shower area with what looked like a small toilet room off to the side. The shower area was about eight feet square with shower heads down both sides. "There are plenty of towels in the cabinets here," Anne said. "Use the showers over here first and then rinse off on that side. These are sea water and those are fresh. Max has his own desalination plant, but we might as well not waste the fresh water."

Everyone rinsed quickly and started to dry off, the men helping the women a little more than was absolutely necessary. When they finished, Michele said, "Max and Elsa have had some sea food buried in the sand under a slow fire all afternoon. You'll love it." She and Anne led the group around to the opposite side of the house where a large sand area and several tables waited.

There were plates of salad, pitchers of iced drinks, and piles of fresh fruit waiting on the tables and Max and Elsa, both wearing long aprons and heavy gloves, were just removing the food from the hot sand from where they had just raked the coals. As they set the large platters of steaming seafood on the tables Max said, "Go ahead and fill your plates. Elsa and I will grab a quick shower and be right back."

The twelve of them began to fill their plates and found places at two tables, leaving the head of each table open for their host and hostess. Everyone sat alternating man-woman around the tables and was just getting settled when Max and Elsa returned, quickly filling their own plates, and joining them. Alison was once again struck by how strange it seemed that it, in fact, wasn't strange to be sitting down to dinner with everyone completely naked. The women - except Elsa - were all marked by a few welts and other red areas and Alison and Sue both had the large plugs up their asses. Everyone knew there would be more sex games coming and still everything seemed so normal, just like any other picnic.

As they ate, everyone talked and Alison came to like even better the four new people she had just met under such unusual circumstances. Anne and Michele were the youngest of the lot, but it was quickly obvious that they were more experienced - certainly in the BDSM activities and possibly sexually - than any of the five young women. Still Alison got the impression they were not the type to put their whole lives into being submissive. They just really enjoyed the games. And Alison thought to herself that she had come to really enjoy these games herself. She thought that probably her life would never be quite the same after this trip.

After dinner Max and Elsa showed the women around the house. Alison quickly found that, like their boat, everywhere in the house was equipped for games. There were rings on walls and floors, convenient tie points in many locations, and a wide variety of interesting devices to be seen as well as, she was sure, many more stored out of sight. When they were finished with the tour, Elsa brought them back outside to a deck near the house. Set into the deck was a small pool - or enormous hot tub, depending on how you viewed it. Whatever it was called, there was room for all fourteen of them to sit around the walls, soaking in the bubbling warm water. The water was warm, but not really hot, and everyone just relaxed and soaked while the food settled. Maybe there was some feeling and a little sexual exploring, but no one seemed to be actually fucking. At least, Alison didn't think so, but she couldn't be completely sure.

After everyone had rested for a couple of hours, Elsa mentioned how she had had the women using the cats on Kate earlier. "I think maybe Kate should get some revenge," she said. "Perhaps we should go back to the shed."

"That sounds good to me," Max replied. "And I have a couple of bottoms to attend to myself." He looked over at first Sue and then Alison. Alison felt her heart skip a beat. She was acutely aware of the plug in her backside and the thought of Max and his huge cock both excited and scared her. But she thought the excitement was winning out.

As the group entered the large open-sided shed, Max touched a switch and soft lighting illuminated everything. "I think I want Sue on the rail," he said, thoughtfully. "You can let the girls practice a little on her first."

He led Sue over to where there was a pole, about five inches in diameter and covered in a leather-like material. This was about ten feet in length, anchored to the floor and set at about a fifty degree angle. The top was attached to the framework of the shed. A small stool was in place along each side near the bottom and Max indicated that Sue should stand on these. He placed padded leather cuffs tightly around her wrists and ankles. Elsa handed him a dildo, about eight inches long and fairly fat and he attached it to a small fixture on the post which Sue had not previously noticed. But now she rapidly got the idea and let herself be steadied as she mounted the phallus. Her pussy was already soaked with anticipation and the object slid easily into her. Max steadied her as she settled herself, the fake cock penetrating her deeply and her pussy lips coming to rest against the covered post. With her crotch pressed tightly to the post, her toes just touched the ground where the stools had been removed and Max quickly clipped her ankle cuffs to rings in the floor. He then took her hands and stretched her along the length of the post. Sue's eyes opened wide and she sucked in her breath as her taut position made the plastic device press inside her in interesting ways as Max anchored her stretched arms to the upper part of the post.

He stood back and announced, "We call this the whipping rail. It's a cross between a whipping post and a rail such as one might be 'ridden out of town' on." He picked up a cat with two foot tails and snapped a couple of strokes across Sue's exposed ass. Each lash brought a gasp and caused her to clinch her ass muscles against the plug still resting in her nether passage. After a few more blows Max turned and, grinning, handed the cat to Kate. Kate moved over and began applying the instrument to Sue, mostly on her rear, but also spreading some across her back, flanks, and the sides of her breasts where they lay on either side of the covered rail. Elsa handed two more cats to Anne and Michele and soon all three of the women were busy flogging the bound girl. After a number of strokes, they stopped and Alison and the other two girls got a chance to administer their own punishment. Sue strained through the entire ordeal, jerking at the lashes, gasping or even screaming at the blows, but also becoming more aroused. Alison could see her trying to satisfy herself on the fake cock in her pussy, but her bonds prevented her moving enough to accomplish anything. Finally Elsa stopped them, leaving Sue's exposed skin covered with red lines. Max moved up to her and reached for her breasts. He pinched and rolled her nipples and finally attached a weighted clamp to each of them. Then he slowly pulled and twisted the plug, finally removing it from Sue's distended rear.

He used his own cat to deliver another half dozen hard strokes and then moved astride the lower rail directly behind Sue. He used his finger to apply some lube to Sue's tight opening and to his now erect and very large cock. Standing on the two low stools he placed the head of his massive cock against Sue's puckered asshole and began to push slowly. As the head popped inside, Sue gave a sharp cry and then a groan. He slowly increased the pressure and Alison watched, mesmerized, as more and more of the huge organ made its way inside Sue's stretched bottom.

Sue seemed to be straining to accommodate the intruder but it was obviously causing her some pain, even though Max was moving slowly. Max continued to push and suddenly Sue cried out, "I don't think I can take it, Max. It feels like I'm being split in two."

Max stopped pushing, but made no move to back out. "Try to relax a little more. I know if you could handle that plug you can handle me. I'll go slowly."

Sue bit her lip and nodded. In a few seconds she visibly relaxed a little and nodded to Max. He began to push a little more and in only a few more seconds he was buried to the hilt in Sue's stretched bottom. He held himself all the way inside and then, when Sue seemed to relax a little, began to move out slightly. He made shallow in and out movements, always watching for Sue's reaction and soon she was trying to press back against him. In another couple of minutes she was becoming increasingly aroused. Max slowly pulled almost all the way out and Sue groaned. "Fuck me, Max. Fuck my ass hard."

Max pushed himself back in, not hard, but going deep. Then he began to move in and out, occasionally reaching around to tug at Sue's nipple clamps. For what seemed a long time, Max ravished Sue's ass and she responded readily. Finally, stretching himself along Sue's bare form, Max drove his cock as deeply as he could and held tightly to her as he began to come deeply inside her distended rear. Sue shuddered and began to come herself.

When Max finally stepped back he said, "We'll leave her there for now. Let's get Alison bent over one of the horses."

"Yes," Elsa agreed. "I think over here beside Sue." She pulled one of the padded sawhorses over a couple of meters from the rail where Sue was stretched. Max moved a trembling Alison over to it. He spread her feet and fastened her cuffs to the floor and then bent her over the side and anchored her wrists to the bottom of the horse.

Elsa looked around. "I think Anne and Michele would like a chance to use the cats, too. But it might be too much for Alison and Sue if everyone whips only them. I think I will give them another target. Anne. Michele. Bind me to another horse on the far side of Sue."

Alison jerked her head up. Elsa was going to get a whipping, too. Surprise! But Anne and Michele had told her that the four of them often switched off and that they had whipped Elsa and even Max. When both of the women were tightly bound, Anne and Michele each picked up a cat and began to lash their taut asses. Alison could certainly feel each stroke and soon was crying out and pulling hard against her bonds, but also was dripping. She could hear the strokes striking Elsa and it didn't sound like Michele was holding back at all. She felt sure Elsa's cries were as real as her own.

The other women took their turns and for the next twenty-five minutes Alison and Elsa were subjected to dozens of lashes all over their bound bodies. Finally Max called a halt. "You can go ahead and play with Elsa and I think Sue might even like a few more. And if any of you five gentlemen get the urge, feel free to make use of those two. I have plans for this one, but you can have at her again when I finish."

The talk - treating her as though she wasn't even there, as a piece of meat, in fact - was turning Alison on even more. She could feel the hot red lines all over her body and the plug in her ass seemed to press deeper all the time. Suddenly she felt a twisting pull on the plug and Max's other hand slid over her hot rear and on down to cup a dangling tit. As the plug was slowly withdrawn, Alison felt a loss, a huge emptiness. She found it hard to believe that Max could be ready again so soon after Sue, but as soon as the plug was removed a cool finger applied lube to her opening, penetrating and rubbing the slick stuff all around. Then the head of Max's cock began to press against Alison's puckered opening and her world shrank to only the incredible sensations produced as Max's enormous erection pushed its way inside her. As he settled to his full depth, Alison screamed, but soon had adjusted to his size and was urging him on. She came twice before he finally shot another load deeply inside her rectum.

As Alison slowly came back down to earth she became aware of the other activities around her. There was the sound of leather on flesh and feminine cries, but there were also sounds of sex. Grunts and groans and the wet, sliding sounds of hard cocks penetrating slick female orifices. But Alison didn't have much time to think about these. In only a couple of minutes she felt a hard male member rubbing back and forth along her sopping slit. A second later it pushed deeply inside and two male hands grabbed her tits. As he began to move in and out, Alison heard Bob say, "I'd say you're still warmed up, aren't you?"

Alison practically screamed back, "Yes! Fuck me, Bob. Make me really feel it."

"Oh, you will. And I'm going to flog you afterwards. Sound like fun?"

"More than you can imagine. You guys have turned me on to a whole new world. Oh! That was nice. Fuck me. Fuck meeeee."

Over the next hour or so the three women were teased, tormented and ravished. Sue took three more cocks in her ass and Alison and Elsa were both taken several times in both holes. A couple of times were with strap-ons and they felt soft female skin rubbing against their hot buttocks and legs.

Finally they were released. As they loosened sore muscles, Kate suddenly said, "I still haven't had a chance to get back at Kelly and Barb. You two feel like being on the receiving end for awhile?"

Kelly was removing a strap-on from around her hips and looked up at Kate. "I expect I can manage. What about you, Barb?"

Barb grinned. "Well, it's only fair. Sure."

Max, who had been listening, said, "I think I know a way to make it interesting. Allow me, Kate." He led the two women over to where a three foot bar was suspended from chains which went somewhere up into the top of the structure. He fastened sturdy wrist and ankle cuffs on the two girls and then attached Barb's wrists to the two ends of the bar. "Help me, James," he called. James came over with Bob and Max whispered what he wanted them to do. They grinned and scooped Kelly up and held her inverted while Max attached her ankle cuffs to the bar ends. A spreader bar was then used to hold Kelly's wrists and Barb's feet spread. Max touched a switch and the chains holding the bar moved, pulling it higher. He stopped when the girls were about a foot clear of the floor, Barb right side up, Kelly upside down.

The two women were front to front with their mouths at the other's pussy. Max used a couple of leather belts to fasten them together. Finally he lubed and inserted two vibrating butt plugs and started them going. Then he stepped back and told Kelly, "OK. See how much you can mark them before they make each other come."

Kelly applied the cat with a will while each girl began licking the other. In a short time, Anne and Michele joined the fun with their own whips. Alison and Sue even got to get in a few strokes before the two hanging girl's nearing exhaustion caused Max to call a halt and begin to release them.

It was about eleven and Michele suggested a quick swim to loosen up. Afterwards everyone cleaned off in the shower and Elsa announced that everyone would be sleeping outside in the warm night. She led the group to a large sand area where a big tarp and smaller blankets covered the sand. Alison was not too surprised to find the five of them plus Anne and Michele were staked out loosely spread, but she wasn't expecting the blindfolds. By the time they were released late the next morning and the blindfolds removed, she had been taken several times including once by Elsa. Of the men who had her that night she could only identify James. But she had enjoyed them all.

Everyone grabbed a quick shower and then moved up to the tables where they had eaten dinner the previous evening. Max and Elsa, helped by Anne and Michele, quickly brought out large bowls of fresh fruit, pitchers of juice, and some sweet breads. When everyone was finished Max said, "Why don't we all go down to the beach for awhile? We'll give you girls a little rest, but this afternoon we'll have some more games and you can watch Michele receive her new jewelry."

Alison remembered that Anne had said that Michele was going to get her nipples pierced. Alison, herself, had no desire to have rings in her nipples, but the idea of watching Michele get hers turned her on unexpectedly. When they got to the beach, everyone swam for a little and then flopped on big towels to dry in the tropical sun. Alison lay down near Michele and before long she couldn't help but ask about the coming event. "Are you really looking forward to getting your nipples pierced?"

"Of course. I wouldn't be doing it if I didn't want to," Michele replied. "Just thinking about having those rings to brush against my clothes all the time has me dripping already. Anne says it makes you aware of your tits all the time. I've heard the same thing from some of my friends who have had done it, too. A couple of them have clit rings, too, but I'm not sure I'd want that."

"Clit rings! You mean like the nipple rings, but through their clits?" Alison asked incredulously.

"Sure," Michele said. "Just small rings, but enough to keep you hot almost all the time. Of course rings can also be used to hang weights if you're being punished."

"And Max is going to pierce them? Does he use novocaine or what?" Alison asked.

Michele laughed. "No, he'll just tie me tightly. I'm sure it's going to be a really sexy torture."

"Do you really get off on pain? I mean not just the kind of stinging stimulation we've been doing, but real pain. Does it turn you on?"

Michele looked a little more serious. "No, not just pain itself. I'm not a true masochist. I do enjoy painful stimulation, the same as you seem to. But I don't want to be really hurt or have any permanent damage done. I have known girls who are into that. Mostly they are pretty mixed up in the head and I expect most of them will have pretty miserable lives - and probably short ones, too. One of the things Max and Elsa talked to us about is to watch out for any signs that we might be going in that direction. She and Max, of course, watch out for that and Anne and I agreed that if we ever see any sign that the other is getting in too deeply, we'd say so immediately. We all love sex. Especially kinky sex. But we all have other lives, too. I have no desire to be a real submissive, or slave, and give up my life to someone else's control. Real pain or torture would really turn me off."

"I'm glad to hear that," Alison said. "I can't understand anyone wanting to get that deeply into this stuff. I love it as a game. A lot more even than I thought I would before I came on this trip. But I want to be in control of how much I take. Oh, I don't mind being pushed beyond my limits just a little. I think Max did that when he had my ass last night, but I'd never want any real, damaging pain."

"Well, really, I doubt that the piercing will hurt as much as a good whipping. It's just that the idea sounds so terribly hot."

Although no one was playing bondage and discipline games, that didn't mean that there wasn't any sex. Once Alison noticed that Kelly was stretched out atop Max, riding his massive organ, while James plowed her rear. She also saw Kate involved in a hot scene with both Anne and Elsa. And before lunch she herself was had by both Ken and Michele.

After lunch everyone again lay resting in the sun for an hour, but then some more kinky games began. Elsa suggested something she called "wagon wheel" and was met with enthusiastic cheers from the men as well as Anne and Michele. Alison had no idea what this involved, but she soon found out. Michele agreed to help Elsa and soon the two of them had arranged the six men on their backs with their feet all pointed to the center of a circle. The circle formed by their feet was about four feet across and they did, in fact, resemble the spokes of a wagon wheel, each of their bodies radiating away from the center hub.




Paid Vacation Pt. 04



The five girls and Anne had wrist and ankle cuffs applied and each stood at the feet of one of the men, facing them. Alison was looking down at Ken who was already sporting a large erection. On Ken's left was Max with Kelly standing above him and on the other side Kate stood above James. Michele and Elsa went to each girl, spreading their feet about eighteen inches apart and anchoring their cuffs to stakes in the ground. Elsa than began, "Now I want each of you to mount your man, but do nothing more than stretch out on top of him. If any of them are not ready, use your mouth a little first."

Alison smiled to herself at the idea that one of the men wasn't ready for sex. They all seemed to be all the time. She knelt and helped Ken to start his hard cock into her wet pussy and then stretched full length on top of him, making his cock sink deeper into her. As soon as she was stretched out, Michele came over and pulled her hands out beyond her (and Ken's) head and again anchored the cuffs to stakes in the ground. When all the girls were similarity bound, Elsa and Michele each picked up a large cat with thirty inch tails. "The game is simple," Elsa said. When I say, each of you will begin to try to make your man come and they will try not to. Michele and I will help with the cats.

The tails were braided leather and looked like they would hurt more than the softer, single piece tails of the whips they usually played with. Elsa said simply, "Begin," and Alison quickly found she was right: they did hurt more. Elsa and Michele changed their targets at random, so no girl knew when a blow was coming. The strokes really stung and almost always brought a cry or scream. As she began to furiously try to push Ken into a climax it occurred to her that, although the men always seemed to be ready for sex, the shear number of times they had sex each day as well as their extensive experience gave them a lot of control over how long they could last. Ken was obviously enjoying the love making, but, as one painful lash followed another on her abused ass, Alison could tell that he would not be coming soon at all.  It was, in fact, at least fifteen minutes before any of the men came and, even then, the lashing continued until his climax ended. And if the girl was herself coming, the whipping continued until she climaxed. By the time Max finally shot his load into Kelly, Alison was lying exhausted, still tied and with Ken's semi-hard cock still inside her, as he ran his hands over her hot and sore bottom.

Once the women were released, everyone went back up to the house where cool drinks were provided. Finally, after everyone had once again spent an hour relaxing, Max announced that it was time for Michele to receive her rings. He took her hand and the two of them led the group back to the large shed-like structure of the outdoor playroom.

He led her over to a post with a high cross piece. Before backing her against it, Max had Michele bend over and he inserted a long dildo into her rear. He then anchored her ankles to floor rings about two feet apart and stretched her arms far above her head to tie tightly to the ends of the cross piece. The post had a rounded, protruding design near the upper part of her back, causing Michele's back to arch slightly and her breasts to stick far out. Max secured her tightly to the post with straps above and below her breasts.

When Michele was well anchored and obviously stretched tautly, Max added two pieces of half inch wide velvet ribbon which he ran several times around the base of each of Michele's tits. Soon they were engorged with blood and standing far out from her chest. Her nipples had hardened and were sticking out even farther themselves. Finally Max began to tease and torment the bound girl. He licked and sucked her nipples, lashed her tits with a small cat, and clamped her nipples severely. He left Michele hanging there, obviously already turned on, while he retrieved a tray of the necessary items. He used alcohol to clean her nipples and the surrounding area. From a sterile package he took a large needle already threaded with a heavy nylon monofilament line. He removed the clamp from her right nipple and picked up a cork and the needle. The clamp had flattened the nipple from side to side and before it could lose its flattened shape, he brought the cork to one side and began to press the needle against the opposite side. As the needle slowly penetrated, Michele gave out a sharp cry and then bit her lip and tried to hold her response to a low groan. When the needle was fully through, Max pulled the line back and forth a couple of times and then pulled it all the way through. He immediately replaced it with a small gold ring, working the end of the yellow wire through where the needle and nylon had opened a path. Despite the fact that this had to hurt, Michele held her vocal response to a minimum. The entire process was repeated with Michele's left tit.

Max applied some ointment around Michele's nipples. Alison suspected, correctly, that this was an antiseptic as well as something to make the holes heal. Michele winced at the touch, but otherwise remained still. When he had finished Max said, "They will be sore for a couple of days, but by next week they won't hurt at all - except when I want to make them. How are you feeling, Michele?"

"Not really too bad," she said. "It hurt - Boy, did it hurt. And I am definitely still sore. I don't even want a gentle kiss on my nipples now. But otherwise I'm fine." She looked around at everyone. "I even expect I'll want to play a little more today as long as no one touches my tits."  Anne grinned at her. "I felt the same way. My tits hurt for a couple of days, but Max fucked me twice that afternoon. And I loved it." Max moved over and whispered something in Anne's ear. She turned and grinned at him and nodded. Then she moved directly in front of Michele. First she looked the bound girl straight in the eyes and then suddenly dropped to her knees. "I'll show you," she told her, and immediately moved her mouth to Michele's splayed pussy. She licked and teased with her tongue and soon Michele was moaning and quivering with excitement.

For several minutes Anne continued to tease her. Then she stood and pointed to James. "Why don't you take over, James?" With a big grin, James knelt where Anne had been and began to use his tongue to probe Michele's open pussy. Before quitting, all five of the men had taken a turn and Michele hung limply, nearly exhausted, from several climaxes.

A couple of the girls released her from the post and helped her to sit down. After a few seconds she said, "I'm still sore, but that definitely took my mind off it for awhile." She turned and grinned at the men. "Thanks for distracting me."

They played one more game before it was time to leave. A long, padded pole was placed horizontally at waist height. The five women, along with Anne and Elsa, were tied side by side over it, their feet spread and anchored to the floor and their hands pulled out and tied in front of them to a second pole. Michele decided to sit this one out. For nearly an hour the men moved from one woman to another, lashing their asses with cats, straps, or leather paddles. But it wasn't all whipping. They teased them sexually almost constantly, using fingers, tongues, and vibrators. And each woman was fucked repeatedly. They would be penetrated either in pussy or ass for a few strokes and then the man would pull out and move to a different girl. Alison lost track of how many times this happened, but she was sure it was well over a dozen. Once a man - she had forgotten who - came while buried deeply inside her ass and she, herself, came a number of times. By the end of the hour Alison felt almost like jello - but very happy and satisfied.

Max untied Elsa and Anne, but left the five girls bound. "Before you leave, we would like to invite you back some time. And we want to give you something to remember us by." With that Max picked up the leather paddle and moved down the line of girls laying a hard swat on each bare rear.

Elsa added, "And something from me." She then repeated the trip down the line swinging a wide leather tawse at each naked bottom. When everyone had gone back down to the dock, Elsa gave each of the men a really hot "full body kiss" and Max did the same for the women. There were also hugs from Anne and kisses from Michele. (She was too sore to hug much.) Then everyone went aboard and amid waves and ribald comments the naked crew and passengers once again cast off and headed out of the bay.

PAID VACATION - Ch. 8

In deference to the heavy activity with Max and Elsa the men went easy on the girls the rest of the day. That's not to say that there was any lack of sexual activity. However, they held off on whipping and other painful stimulation. They girls were still often bound, teased and taken a number of times, but only occasionally had to endure a spanking or nipple clips or such torments.

But despite the heavy activity on the island, by the next morning none of the women was still really sore and all were more than willing for some more fun. After the free time following lunch James made an announcement. "We have two new comers.."

"All of them have certainly been coming," one of the other men quipped.

When the laughter died James continued, "As I was saying, we have two new comers. You others remember from last year - and, Sue, you remember from two years ago also - we have a special little celebration for first timers. So, in that tradition, we're designating today as 'Alison's Day' and tomorrow as 'Barb's Day.' Barb and Alison looked uncertainly at each other as the others erupted in loud cheers. James went on. "What this means is that from now until tomorrow morning, Alison, you will be the center of activity. So why don't we all go to the aft cabin and begin."

Everyone moved below decks and along the companionway to the stern. As they entered the playroom, James and Ken led Alison over to where the padded leather vaulting horse had been placed in the center. Ken leaned close to her and whispered in her ear, "Just go with it. You'll love it." She smiled back at him as he and James began to bind her ankles to the legs at one end of the horse.

Soon she found herself, legs spread apart and strapped to the legs of the horse, bent forward along its length. As James tightened a leather belt around her waist the leather of the vault quickly warmed against her bare skin where her belly and breasts were pressed against it. She expected she would probably have her hands stretched to the legs at the other end of the horse and then be whipped, but was soon surprised when James placed cuffs on her wrists, but bound them together. He then raised her wrists toward the ceiling where he attached them to a short chain. The other end of the chain was anchored to the ceiling somewhere directly over her back, so she was soon pulled up in a tight arch, held by the belt at the waist and pulled up and back by her bound wrists.

"All right," James said. "Let's see what we can do for her." With that he and Ken each began to tease a nipple as the others quickly moved around her and began to touch and tease where ever they could reach. With a total of eighteen hands and nine mouths - not to mention the rest of nine totally bare bodies - Alison felt like she was being stimulated everywhere. Fingers danced over her sensitive skin; mouths sucked at her tits; tongues licked her everywhere, especially up and down her open slit and even around and into her anus. Within five minutes with two people sucking her nipples, others squeezing her tits, a mouth - she couldn't tell if it was male or female - sucking her hard clit, and another tongue pushed into her rear she came and came hard.

But nothing changed. Everyone continued to stimulate her. She soon was coming again. And again. For forty minutes the constant stimulation continued: nine pairs of hands, nine mouths and tongues, occasional touches of cock and tits. With each orgasm her skin seemed more sensitive and she could hardly stand the exquisite pleasure. When she was nearly exhausted James slowed the attentions. As Alison lay - or more correctly, hung - in her stretched position, the hands retreated and she was lowered for a few minutes rest.

But soon Bob and David came forward once again and pulled her bound wrists back up to the chain, arching and stretching her. Alison tensed, expecting them to begin toying with her body once more, but instead they stepped back. Then her head suddenly jerked up as a cat struck her across her ass. Soon there were nine whips tormenting her, the women swinging theirs with at least as much enthusiasm as the men. Blows landed on her taut bottom, her thighs and back, and around onto her breasts and exposed belly. Tightly stretched as she was, Alison couldn't do more than jerk hard against her bonds at the stinging blows. This whipping was nothing like she had suffered on the island, but the constant barrage of the leather lashes was again beginning to bring her near climax.

Then the lashing stopped and Kate and Kelly approached her from either side. As Alison looked from Kelly over to Kate she suddenly saw that each had a nipple clamp in her hand and Alison groaned in anticipation before either woman let her device close tightly over Alison's nipple. The two girls tugged on the clamps to make sure they were well settled and as they stepped back, James and Joe moved up and added small lead weights and set them swinging. As they retreated the lashings began once more. This time Alison did come. And as she shook in orgasm, the bouncing weights added to her already overstimulated condition.

As soon as she began to come down she expected to be allowed to rest a little again. But instead Ken moved behind her bound form and she felt his hard cock begin to push into her soaked pussy. As he moved slowly - oh, so slowly - in and out, Barb and Sue moved beside her and began to play with her dangling tit clamps. Joe moved around in front and stepped up on something so that his cock was directly in front of her mouth. Alison had opened her mouth and begun to lick at the hard member when she felt another tongue - later she found it was Kate - begin to lath her clit.

When the two men came, two more took their place: Bob at her mouth and James behind her where he pressed his hard shaft against her tight rear opening. His cock was covered with lube and soon Alison felt the long tool sliding into her rectum even as Bob began to spurt down her throat. Ken joined the fun with his mouth sucking her clit and his hands roaming her stretched body. Then Ken replaced Bob and she began to suck him as another mouth began to work on her pussy. When James shot his load into her rear he was replaced almost immediately by another penetrating shaft, but this one was plastic and attached to a very feminine pair of legs which Alison felt press against her sore buttocks as the plastic shaft was pushed into her distended bottom.  For over two hours the sexual assault continued with short breaks. A couple of times Alison was lowered and allowed to rest a little, but most often her "rest" consisted of additional whippings and other torments. At the end of the time she felt exhausted, sore everywhere, stretched beyond belief, and had cum dripping from every hole.

Finally she was untied. As Kate and Kelly helped her to straighten up, James said, "Why don't you two help Alison get cleaned up and then take her to one of the cabins for a nap. After all, she still has a lot of her day left."

Alison looked up at him, startled. Surely they couldn't keep this kind of stuff up at that level much longer. James smiled at her. "I should explain. I said it was 'Alison's Day' until tomorrow. However, we'll let you sleep a while this afternoon. I'm sure you'll need it. In fact the other girls can take care of making and cleaning up dinner. After dinner everyone will have a little free time, as usual, and then we'll come back here for a few more games. Then tonight, Alison, you get to stand watch with everyone."

Alison groaned as the others grinned at her. James continued, "That means you'll be spending the night topside. I believe David would normally have had you tonight, but I think he and Bob will be sharing Kate. Everyone will have a watch, as usual, but you will be available for all of them to play with. I think you'll agree it's going to be quite a night."

The two other women helped Alison to the head and to shower. She needed help as she was about to fall asleep standing up. Then they took her to one of the cabins. Just before Alison closed her eyes, Kate asked, "Having fun?" Alison looked at her and smiled, but couldn't seem to manage an answer. "Well, I think I felt about the same way last year. But that night - The Night of the Watches - was one of the hottest of the whole trip. You'll love it."

Kelly added, "Kate's right. Last year at the end of 'Kelly's Day' I was sore, exhausted, stretched like you wouldn't believe, but I couldn't get the grin off my face. You'll see." Alison smiled in response, but her eyes shut almost immediately.

As they left the cabin Kate said, "We'd better get topside. I'm sure the guys want to play with us and I don't want Sue and Barb getting all the attention."

Kelly laughed. "No, me either. But remember they'll be saving things for Alison, so I wouldn't count on as much sex as torture. But that's pretty hot, too." Grinning, the two made their way up the ladder to find Barb and Sue tied to the rape racks getting their asses reddened with leather paddles. Soon Kate and Kelly were bound front to front, hanging by their wrists, as two of the men lashed their bottoms with cats.

Sometime later Allison was awakened by Kelly gently shaking her shoulder. "Supper time," she said.

Allison blinked. She slowly sat up and amazed herself by finding she wasn't really tired at all and - almost impossible to believe - actually looking forward to the night and even feeling horny. "I'm not sure I'm hungry," she told Kelly. Then she grinned and added, "At least not for food."

Kelly laughed and replied, "Well, you'd better eat some anyway. You're going to need your strength." She handed Alison her silver nipple chain and Allison noticed that Kelly was already wearing hers. "Better make a quick trip to the head. Dinner is just about ready."

A couple of minutes later Kelly and Alison entered the forward cabin to find everyone else there and food being served. Alison was greeted by a number of ribald comments and a few touches from the men. She took her place and found she had the honor of being first to be served. As they ate the meal, Alison tried to get some idea of what would be coming, but everyone refrained from saying anything useful while implying a variety of coming stimulations and punishments.

When the meal was finished Alison was allowed to remove her chain and accompany the men topside while the other four girls cleared up. On deck a couple of the men kissed her, but no one started anything. Instead they spent the time talking just as she might have expected under more normal circumstances. Or maybe this was normal. Except for the fact that she was naked. A few minutes later the other four women appeared on deck and the men let her join them, resting on the forward part of the boat.

The next two hours passed quietly but Alison found herself actually becoming excited by the prospect of the activities to come. She knew she was going to be stimulated more than ever before, even if not exactly how, and she expected a lot of it might hurt and leave her sore. Still she found herself wet as she thought about it and thought to herself how two weeks ago she could never have imagined this in her wildest dreams. And, she thought, she had had some pretty wild dreams at times.




Paid Vacation Pt. 04



By eight thirty when the men called the women to come below, Alison was more than eager. This time when they entered the forward cabin, the men had moved the padded table into the center. Alison was placed on it on her back, her waist near one end, and then had her legs lifted high and wide. Her ankle cuffs were attached to ceiling chains, bringing her legs vertical and spreading her feet a yard apart. Her wrists were pulled back and anchored to the other end of the table and a waist belt held her down on the leather top.

Alison realized this position opened her up, exposing her pussy and anus as well as making her bottom available for spanking or whipping. But rather than fearing this she found she was looking forward to it. Of course she knew that any whipping, while it would undoubtedly hurt, would not cause any real harm. Otherwise she surly would have been afraid, but Alison looked at all of this as an exciting game. And the game started almost immediately as James brought a wood paddle against her exposed ass with a loud slap. All five of the men gave her several swats each using several different kinds of paddles. Then the women started. When Sue landed her last swat, Alison looked up, her eyes streaming tears, but her breath coming in excited gasps and a wide smile on her face. Sue leaned over and licked her tongue across Alison's red ass and on into her dripping slit. As she moved her tongue up Alison began to strain and tremble and when she reached the bound woman's clit and sucked hard on the excited nub, Alison exploded into orgasm, straining against her bonds.

They let her recover for less than a minute and then two male mouths clamped onto her nipples while a hard cock penetrated her wet core. Over the next hour she was taken by each of the men and each of the women. She lost track of the number of penetrations of her pussy and ass and the number of cocks and pussies presented to her mouth. She was whipped with several cats again, tickled until she was gasping for breath, and had her breasts and nipples manipulated until she thought they were too sensitive to touch. She came a dozen times or more.

When it was time for the first watch, Allison was released and Kate and Kelly once again led her in for a quick shower. As soon as she was dry, Kelly and James escorted her topside for the first watch.

Alison spent the next two hours stretched in a standing spread eagle at the edge of the cockpit. She had her tits whipped with a suede flogger. Vibrators were used in both of her holes. Kelly spent nearly twenty-five minutes tickling her with a large feather while she was impaled with James' cock deeply embedded in her rear.

When the watch finally ended at midnight, Alison had come several more times and already felt stretched, sore and tired - but very, very happy. As Joe and Barb came up for the next watch, Alison noticed that Barb's bottom was marked with red lines, probably from a cat. And she looked frustrated. When she came near Alison, she whispered, "Joe's been saving himself up for you, so I haven't been laid and I'm horny as hell." She grinned at Alison. "So I may just take it out on you, girl." She let her hands grasp Alison's breasts and kissed her full on the lips."

Alison responded to the kiss and as Joe came up behind her he said, "Now, now. We can't have that yet." He pulled Barb back slightly and then placed her front to front with Alison and tied her in a tight spread eagle against the other woman.. Then he spent twenty-minutes working them both over with a cat. Sometime after the first couple of minutes he stopped and inserted a double ended dildo into the two women. Before he quit both women had come several times.

He released them and let Alison stretch for a minute. Then she was retied on her back, arms and legs spread. Barb squatted over Alison's mouth facing her feet. Joe lay on top of Alison, pushing his member inside her, his head lying between Barb's legs. While the bound woman licked and sucked at Barb, Joe slowly fucked her. He'd withdraw nearly all the way and then slowly push himself back inside. Alison realized he must have tremendous control as he took a full thirty seconds on the inward stroke. And then just as long again on the withdrawal. And he kept it up. For more than twenty minutes he slowly fucked her. Barb came a couple of times but kept Alison's tongue and mouth busy. When Joe finally began to lose his restraint, Alison was so sensitive she screamed and began to come on his first fast, deep thrust.

Alison spent the next half hour stretched upright once again with the wind driven ribbons Ken had used on her the first night teasing her nipples and pussy. Joe and Barb also spent a lot of it teasing her, tickling with fingers and feathers. Barb worked a dildo into her rear and occasionally started it vibrating whenever she thought Alison could use a little extra stimulation.

Near the end of the watch, Alison was released and allowed a trip to the head along with a quick shower. When she returned the next watch was just starting with Bob and Kate. David also came with them and Alison remembered the two were sharing Kate for the night. What she found was that really David, Bob, and Kate were sharing her for the next four hours.

During these two watches Alison was subjected to a nearly non-stop stream of stimulation: paddlings, whipping, tickling, as well as vibrators and dildos and sex of every imaginable form. At one point she was stretched atop David while Bob fucked her ass and Kate helped where ever possible. Then everyone switched and she found David's cock in her mouth, Bob's in her pussy, and Kate pounding into her stretched rectum with a strapon. Before the second of the two watches ended, the four had tried at least two other arrangements.

Once again Alison was given a short break to go to the head and shower and then the last watch started with Ken and Sue. By now it was dawn and Alison was exhausted. But she was given no rest. Ken tied her to one of the rape racks and ravished her pussy before changing to her rear hole, all the while Sue was on the deck below her, licking and sucking at her nipples and pussy. When Ken finally came, Sue donned a strapon and started on Alison's pussy from behind while Ken alternated teasing and tormenting Alison's breasts. Before the watch ended, Alison received another working over with a couple of cats and then Ken took her again, this time in her pussy while Sue fucked her rear hole.

As eight o'clock came, Alison was nearly asleep and almost becoming numb to stimulation of any type. But she felt totally satisfied. Kelly, who was up early after having had the first watch, came topside and helped Sue take Alison below. After a shower during which Alison nearly fell asleep standing up, they helped her into a bunk and then went forward to join some of the men for breakfast.

Several hours later Alison woke and started to get up. She groaned slightly and realized she felt sore everywhere. Her tits ached, her pussy lips were swollen, she felt stretched both front and rear, and her ass, legs, and most everywhere else still registered where the paddles, straps and whips had fallen so many times. But she also felt wonderfully - what? - LAID, she finally decided. Yes, she'd loved every minute of it. Even if she didn't think she could have taken much more. She moved slowly towards the head, her muscles feeling better by the second, and realized she hadn't stopped smiling since she had opened her eyes. In fact, she was almost laughing. She decided that despite everything she had never felt so good.

When Alison finished in the head she went topside where she found everyone else in "free time." Everyone greeted her and a number made cracks about the grin on her face as well as the gingerly way she was walking. She gave each of the men a long kiss and then joined the four girls where she also kissed each of them.

Kate looked at her. "Well, what did you think of 'Alison's Day'?" she asked.  "Incredible!" Alison answered. Then, totally out of character, she added, "Un-fucking- believable!"

All the girls laughed and Barb said, "I hope I find it as nice."

"Don't worry," Alison said. "I hurt everywhere, I think I was taken thirty or forty times yesterday and I can feel each of them. But it was wonderful. I loved it."

Later, after lunch and a little more free time, it was Barb's turn. It began in the aft cabin a lot as Alison's had, except Barb went onto the table with her legs in the air first. Later after dinner Barb was tied to the vault, her arms pulled up to arch her backwards, and Alison wondered if she had looked that incredibly sexy when she had been tied like that. Especially now that Alison had experienced her own day of such attention and had liked it so much, she didn't hesitate to help work Barb over. She found she enjoyed swinging the whips and paddles at the bound girl and also loved using the strap-ons on her.

Bob had Alison for the night and, as she half way expected, spent a lot of time teasing her, but saved himself for Barb during the midnight watch. As he used his hands and tongue and also vibrators to bring her off several times as well as a few strapping to help her along, Alison thought that women had a big advantage in that they could come again and again (which she had been doing almost non-stop for nearly two weeks now.) Whereas men needed a little time to recover. Admittedly these guys recovered a lot faster than most, but even they couldn't come twenty times a day, and Alison was sure she had been coming at least that much.

When Alison and Bob went topside for the watch they found Barb bent forward over the rim of the cockpit, her ankles tied in the well and her wrists stretched out and tied to the deck in front of her. It looked like David and Sue had been using her pretty hard, but Barb wasn't complaining. In fact when Bob took her from behind without even releasing her first, she called encouragement. Barb came twice before Bob shot his load into her pussy and then asked for more. He used a cat on her ass for fifteen strokes or so and then handed it to Alison. As Alison raised the whip a change came over her and she found herself growing wet at the thought of lashing her new friend's helpless bottom. "I guess because I know I'd love it if our roles were reversed," she thought as she brought the tails down on the taut flesh, eliciting a cry from the bound woman.

When Alison stopped the lashing, Barb's ass was nearly all red and she was straining against her bonds, obviously excited. Alison lay down the cat and as she turned, Bob handed her a strap-on. She grinned at him and began buckling it in place. When it was firmly around her waist she stepped behind the bound woman and then stopped. She turned to Bob and whispered something to him. He grinned at her and then went to a locker and returned, handing her a tube of lubricant. Alison spread the slick substance on her fake "cock" and then covered her finger. She placed the slick finger against Barb's tight anus and began to press inwards. Barb was already breathing fast, but at Alison's touch, she became even more excited. Soon the slick digit was moving in and out and Barb was squirming and twisting against it as best she could.

When Alison removed her finger and began to press the plastic shaft into the seemingly too small hole, Barb strained against the intruder, but to bring it inside, not to keep it out. As the ring of muscle relaxed and the shaft slid inwards, Alison was surprised to feel a sudden wave of excitement bring a rush of heat to her own groin and her ass muscles clench as though it were she on the receiving end. She plowed away for a good ten or fifteen minutes, stretching Barb and bringing both of them off a couple of times.

Bob and Alison spent the entire watch working Barb over, either sexually or with the cats. When their watch ended and they went below, leaving Barb to Ken and Kelly, Alison was so sexually keyed up she thought she wouldn't be able to go to sleep. Fortunately so was Bob. For the next two hours Bob worked over Alison who spent most of it tied tightly to the bed. He had recovered from his two times with Barb and managed to give Alison a long, hard fucking in her own tight ass. At last, both of them nearly exhausted, Bob loosened her bonds, but left her tied to the bed, and they fell asleep.

They woke late and as they ate, Bob mentioned that the next day they would be ending the trip. Alison hadn't kept track of time and was surprised that the two weeks were nearly over. In fact it was sixteen days instead of two weeks as they had a weekend at both the start and finish. As she thought about it Alison realized that today was indeed Saturday and that tomorrow evening she and Kate would be flying back to Michigan. The realization that the trip was nearly over at first served to dampen her spirits a little, but by lunch time she found herself once again back at the incredible arousal level where she had been for the whole trip.

That afternoon everyone spent a long time playing topside. Everyone remained nude throughout supper and afterwards. Later they moved to the aft longue where the men spent two hours playing with the women. James announced that since this was the last night, all the girls would be shared by the men. No one paired up for the entire night but couples occasionally made their way to a cabin for a period. Alison spent an hour and a half in one with Ken while he took her both front and rear and brought her off twice more with his tongue. He also reddened her bottom a little, but this only excited Alison more.

Unlike the other nights a girl might be taken up for a watch, but might be exchanged for someone else and brought back down part way through. Alison made two trips topside where she was flogged once and spent an hour on the rape racks while three different men had her.

No one got a lot of sleep that night. Everyone took short naps - usually after a heavy bout of sex - and no one was really too tired when the sun finally came up. Late in the morning James announced that they would be sailing into harbor about one. That meant everyone would need to get dressed. However, until they actually entered the harbor they could still play below decks. Everyone realized this would be their last chance, so, leaving only one man topside at a time, the others spent the rest of the morning and early afternoon in the stern longue.

Alison was tied in a variety of positions and had by three of the men. She was also whipped and paddled, but she noticed that most of it was confined to her ass or her breasts. Finally it dawned on her that this was being done on purpose so marks wouldn't show once she was dressed. She still thought that some of them would show around her small bikini, which was the only clothing she had on board, but hoped they wouldn't be too bad.

About one thirty James called down that they were nearing the harbor. The party began to break up and finally one of the men brought down their bathing suits. As Alison and the other women put these on she was surprised at how - not really uncomfortable, but maybe confining - they felt. She decided she liked being able to stay nude a lot. She also saw she was right about some of the marks showing. All of the women had a few red lines which could be seen, but James brought in five lovely beach coverups which he presented to the girls. By the time the boat tied up at a floating buoy, everyone was covered sufficiently to appear in public.

The men must have called the harbor master because almost as soon as the boat was fast, a small outboard driven craft approached. Alison was looking out at the harbor and town along with everyone else. Finally she asked, "Just what harbor is this? Exactly where are we?"

James laughed. "Sorry, I forgot to say. Welcome to Bermuda. We've got a room ashore where all your luggage should be. You can change and, since your flights are at different times, we thought you might like to split up and do some shopping or sight seeing. Kate and Alison, I believe you have a seven fifteen flight. Barb and Sue, I think yours is at about six and Kelly doesn't leave until nine."

The outboard craft tied up alongside and everyone descended. As she climbed down, Alison looked back up at the sailboat where she had spent the last two weeks - or maybe, it seemed, a lot more than that in terms of what had happened to her. Smiling to herself, she decided this had been the best vacation she had ever had.

When they left the small craft, it was only a short walk across the quay to a hotel. James went inside and quickly returned with a bellhop who showed them to a small, detached building. Inside it was a large room such as might be used for conferences and, as promised, Alison saw all of their cases resting against one wall. James announced, "Why don't you girls dig out what you want to wear home, and then when we go out I'll have your cases sent on to the airport and checked through for you. Then we can have a late lunch and break up until it's time for your flights."

Alison and Kate dressed in short sleeved shirts and jeans, but kept out a light jacket, remembering it was Michigan where they were going. Again Alison found the clothes confining, but not unnaturally so. When she thought about it, it seemed no more odd than changing from jeans to a cocktail dress. Just different looks for different activities. She smiled to herself, not believing how much she had come to like those activities that required no clothing at all.

They walked to a small restaurant nearby and were led immediately to a separate room with one large table which held all ten of them. After everyone had eaten, James stood up. "I'm afraid that, like all vacations, this one is coming to an end. I - and I'm sure, every one of the five of us - want to thank you for coming and tell you how much we have enjoyed it. And enjoyed each of you."

"Repeatedly," Kelly put in.

Everyone laughed and James went smoothly on, "Repeatedly. But not nearly enough. You five are all incredible. I hope each of you can return if we do this next spring. Now I guess it's time to break up. We still have a few hours, so you girls can decide what you want to do and some of us will stay with each of you and see that you get to the airport on time. If you want to do a little shopping, don't worry if you didn't bring any cash. We'll pick up the tab."

The girls discussed things among themselves and finally broke into two groups: Kelly, Barb and Sue would go with David, Joe, and Bob to shop some of the tourist traps. Alison and Kate, accompanied by James and Ken would take a look a some of the tourist places in the "Old Town" section and then decide what they wanted. All of the girls hugged and kissed each other and then hugged and kissed each of the men from the other group. These were definitely not casual hugs and Alison found herself breathing rapidly and starting to get wet by the time she finished.

The group of six set off quickly so they would have a little time before the first flights. Alison and Kate and the two remaining men wandered a little more slowly along the street. They stopped in a couple of shops and each of them found some small trinket to buy, but neither was really into shopping. They looked at a couple of the more famous tourist sights and found them interesting, but not enthralling. Finally. About three thirty, James said, "Well, what would you two lovely girls like to do next?"

Kate and Alison looked at each other and gave a slight shrug. Then a sudden look came over Alison's face and she leaned forward and whispered in Kate's ear. Surprise crossed Kate's face immediately followed by a look of anticipation. She nodded her head and whispered something back to Alison.

The two men had been watching this with some curiosity. Now they looked from one to the other and finally James said, "Well? Think of something?"




Paid Vacation Pt. 04



Alison started to say something, cleared her throat and began again. "Well, if we could, and if you guys would like to, what we'd really like is for you to take us back to the boat, whip our asses, and give us a good going away fucking." As soon as this was out of her mouth Alison actually looked a little embarrassed and looked away from the men.

James and Ken looked at each other in surprise. "If we would like? If we wouldn't like you should be checking Ken and me for life signs. I certainly won't object to that." With that each man placed an arm around a girl's waist and they all headed back towards the dock where James quickly found a boat to take them out to where the big boat was tied up. He arranged for them to be picked up and a cab to be ready in time to get the girls to the airport. Then as the smaller boat started back to shore he turned to the two women. "OK, Wenches, let's get you below and naked."

Soon Kate and Alison found themselves bent forward along the padded table from either end, their legs tied widely apart and their hands stretched forward. Their heads were side by side where they could see each other's expressions as the leather cats slammed across their bare asses and also, later, when the two men plunged hard cocks deeply into their dripping bodies. Later they were tied front to front, their hands stretched to the ceiling, a double dildo filling their pussies while the two men reamed their rear passages.

When at last time came for them to get dressed and start the long trip home, Alison felt more satisfied than she could ever remember. Before getting dressed each girl gave each man a long, hot "full body kiss" leaving everyone a little breathless. Then, once more wearing their jeans and shirts, the two woman reluctantly left the boat for a final time.

The ride to the shore and on to the airport was generally pretty quiet. Alison wasn't exactly sad, but more enveloped by a "the party's over" feeling. She'd originally come on this trip for three different reasons: First, she desperately needed a break. Secondly, she needed money. (Actually, she'd pretty much forgotten she was going to be paid for this trip. And finally, the idea of all the sex Kate had told her about seemed like it might be fun. But now she realized it was more than just these things that had made it such a wonderful trip. She had met eight new, wonderful people, plus four more on the island. People she hoped would remain friends - and, yes, lovers, for a long time, even if she only saw them infrequently. She had discovered more varieties of pleasurable sex than she had ever dreamed about.

And she had discovered a lot of new things about herself. She'd played a few spanking games before and liked them, but she had never imagined the level of excitement she could get from a cat of nine tails. She still had no urge to become a real slave or for real pain. But playing the way they had for the past two weeks had kept her at a height of arousal she would have said was impossible. It wasn't just these particular men. Well, maybe somewhat it was. They were not only good looking and skilled, but they were interested in her pleasure, even when slamming a leather strap across her ass. She liked them all - especially Ken - but didn't think she was in love with any of them. Each of them had done things to her that a lot of women would have felt like killing them for, but they hadn't done anything Alison hadn't wanted them to. She hadn't become hooked on rough sex. She was still sure she could take it or leave it, but she did enjoy everything they had done.

Maybe most surprisingly she had discovered that sex with another woman could be fun. She still wasn't attracted romantically to other girls. She definitely preferred men. And she didn't even know if she would be interested in sex with Kate again unless they came back on some other unreal trip like this one had been. But she had found that another woman's touch didn't turn her off and that she even enjoyed playing with other females herself.

When they arrived at the airport Kate and Alison stood in line to get their boarding passes and then joined the men again before going through security. Since Ken and James couldn't follow them through the checkpoint, they said their goodbyes then. Alison gave James a hug and a kiss on the lips while Kate did the same to Ken. They all said a few words and then the girls switched partners for another hug and kiss, this one maybe a little longer and more intense.

Ken handed Alison an envelope and she looked surprised. "I'd actually forgotten about it," Alison said in surprise. "I won't turn it down, but I feel like maybe I should actually be paying you. I can't tell you how much I enjoyed the whole trip. Everything."

"Everything?" Ken smiled at her.

"Everything!" Alison answered. "If you'd like me to come back next year I'd love it."

"I'm certain we will," Ken said. "I know everyone thought you were wonderful. You are definitely one hot woman."

Alison actually blushed. "I think it must have been the stimulation," she murmured.

"Well, whatever the reason, all of us thought this was the hottest trip we've ever had. All of you girls were wonderful. And you'll find a little extra appreciation in the envelope."

Alison looked a little uncertain for a second and Ken quickly went on. "Don't look at this as just paying you for 'services rendered.' I think I explained before we started partly why we give you money. It's not just pay for a job done. Think of it as more of a gift. In this case you each have an extra thousand gift."

Alison's mouth fell open. "Ken, that's too much. I told you I feel as though I should be paying you, but I can't afford it."

"Well, we can afford it. And you all deserve it." The loud speaker called their flight and the two girls started to move towards the gates.

Before entering the checkpoint, Alison gave Ken another kiss. "I hope to hear from you next spring," she said.

"I expect you will," Ken answered. Then just as Alison moved to put her small pack on the X-ray belt he leaned over and spoke quietly in her ear. "By the way, I just got a piece of property up in the Pennsylvania mountains. James and I were talking about going there this summer. Just the two of us, not all five. Anyway we were thinking about asking you and Kate to come along. That is, if you don't mind being tied up for two or three weeks in July." He kissed her ear and stepped back, leaving a surprised and smiling Alison to enter the metal detector as he waved at her.