9 comments/ 16471 views/ 5 favorites The Duke of Cockaign By: THIRDCOAST Chapter One Isabella Sharpe woke up with a start. Her pulse was rapid and she had a wet sheen on her skin. Her sleep had been restless for the past few days. It could be the stress level at work. She had just been given a promotion to Lead Marketing Executive and the added responsibilities were beginning to build up. Isabella has a lot going for her. She's a Wharton School of Business graduate, top of her class, and she's single, attractive young woman of 26. Surprisingly, most find the latter is more intimidating than the former. She 5'9" tall, with long legs. Her hair is auburn and she wears in long. Here complexion is flawless. She has full breasts and hips but maintains her body with a religious workout schedule. While she's a knockout, her brains are what has gotten her where she is in the business. She's been the "go to girl" with difficult accounts for the past several years at Walton, Benton, and Kiner. Now the biggest of big accounts landed on her desk on Monday. If she can somehow pull this off, it could mean becoming a partner. The account is for George Enterprises. The CEO is Phillip George, an eccentric and private man. He is a multi-billionaire whose money started from inheritance but he's managed to quadruple it before he was 21 years old. He bought and sold companies, many times selling them for their parts and pieces. He has the reputation as a "charmer" sealing deals with his "hands on" negotiations. In the end he is known as ruthless businessman who made money off the mismanagement of others. When Isabella started her initial research she found that Mr. George lived on a private Island up the Hudson River. A 3000+ acre estate with its own castle, stables, airport, and marina. Mr. George lived an isolated lifestyle. There was little information about him or his estate. After a month of research Isabella was no closer to knowing her target than when she started. After delving into his business history, she's come up with a marketing strategy that she thinks could benefit him. She's finally been able to get an appointment to meet and talk about what PGE is looking from a marketing campaign. Isabella dressed in professional knee length skirt and jacket. The white silk blouse under the jacket was unbuttoned on the first two buttons. She felt it gave a professional look with a bit of sexiness. I mean Mr. George is a man and sex sales. Isabella had been blessed like her Mother with a smoking hot body. She had blossomed at an early age. At first her rather large breasts made her feel awkward but later they served her well, as they enabled her to put most men and even some women in the palm of her hands. When she got out of the taxi her skirt rode up a little to show the lace of her hose. Her sensible heels only added to her presence. She walked into the restaurant confident and knowing that she had a good proposal to offer Mr. George. She told the maître d' who she was here to meet and followed him to the table. She had not been able to find a picture of Mr. George. In her mind she had pictured him as a middle aged man with a few extra pounds and blading. When she turned the corner and saw a nice looking man seated in a secluded table in the back she was impressed. Mr. George stood and greeted Isabella. He offered his hand. "You must be Ms. Sharpe. It's a pleasure to meet you." His smile was warm and Isabella felt a tingle when his hand took hers. "Isabella, Mr. George and the pleasure is all mine." "Please call me Phillip." He motioned for her to have a seat. He waited until she was seated before returning to his own. Isabella could not take her eyes off of his. The warm hazel eyes felt like they looked right into her soul. He had to be at least 30 years her senior, yet he was ruggedly handsome. He certainly wasn't overweight and balding. There was something electrifying about him as Isabella sat across from him. Her mind was going a thousand miles an hour but no of it had to do with her business proposal. She could feel her nipples pressing against her lacy bra and she caught herself on more than one occasion squeezing her legs together, feeling the moisture in her pussy. His whiskey warm voice brought her out of her stupor. "Bella? Are you alright?" "Sorry, Mr George. I'd like to offer a proposal for WB&K to become your PR representatives. I believe we have what your company needs to improve..." "Please, call me Phillip. I know all about your firm Bella. Honestly, I think they your all wrong." She frowned, her bottom lip sticking out pouting. "But Mr...uh...Phillip, I have a great plan on how to make your company more public friendly. We could..." He reached across the table and took her hand again. "No you misunderstood me Bella. I think that your firm is wrong in how they use you. You're a smart young woman. Top in your class at Wharton. You made the grades on your own, no study groups, no socializing. You have risen in the firm on your merit not your looks. Although, you are certainly breathtaking, if you don't mind me saying. Personally, you should have been made a partner last year. I think that shows poor management. I'd like to offer you a proposal. I want you to come work for me. I will make you a partner up front. You'd be in charge of our PR department. You'll be able to hire your own staff and take this company to where it needs to go. How do you feel about that Bella?" She was taken aback but his warm hand soothed her. "You don't even know me that well. How can you offer me a partnership? What's the catch...Phillip?" He leans in and his eyes lit up. "I know a great deal about you. Your Father was a well-respected PR guy who I'm sorry, passed away much too young. Your Mother was a stewardess who wooed your Father with her good looks and charm. You have your Mother's beauty and your Father's business sense. Your trustworthy, don't forget the time when you were involved in that scandal in college. Your roommate was seeing one of her professors in secret. When someone tried to "out" them, you supported her and never said anything, even though you knew all about it. That shows loyalty and discretion, so that's good enough for me. So what do you say? Do you want to come work with me Bella?" I was more than a little taken aback from how much he knew about me. How did he find out about my roommate? "I don't know Phillip. He certainly is tempting." You certainly are tempting. "But I make a pretty good wage and I'm up for partner soon. I've worked hard to get it." "Bella, I think you are underestimating yourself. I know they have. I'm prepared to offer triple what you are making now and make you a partner up front. What else would it take?" I noticed that he was openly staring at my breasts. I'm used to this, but I thought it was different coming from him. He'd not let go of my hand as his thumb softly stroked the top of it. "That's a lot of money. Are you sure you think I'm worth that?" "You're worth more than that. I'm making a great business decision. You would be fairly compensated and I can also offer to fulfill your deepest desires." He looks up into my eyes. His brow slightly raised as if questioning me. I take a quick gulp of air and my face flushes. I'm not sure if knows my deepest desires but the thought that he does, totally puts me on edge. I laugh nervously. "How would you know anything about my desires Phillip?" "You'd be surprised at what I know Bella. I know that no one has ever truly pleasured you. I know that since you've been here, you've been thinking about what it would be like with me in bed. I know that your nipples are causing some discomfort from how erect they are and pressing against the fabric of your bra. I know that oyur panties are soaked and you're very close to flooding them more just from my thumb stroking your hand. Am I close, Bella?" An audible sigh escapes my lips before I can stop it. I try to take my hand back but he holds it tightly. "Mr. George, just how could you possible know all that?" "It's easy my dear. Your body is very responsive. Besides, you've been squeezing your thighs together since we started talking." He says with a sardonic smile. "So is this all about a job or about sex Mr. George?" "It's about both. Why should there be one without the other. This is not a case about sexual harassment. I'm offering you the job, one that you will be fully compensated for whether we have sex or not. But I want to be able to give you that which you desire the most. To be pleasured and for you to pleasure another. You have proven that you're a smart young woman. You have been the model student, model daughter, and everyone believes that you're the 'go to girl' for difficult clients. But what you truly want is to drop all of that 'good girl crap' and submit to desires." There's no way he could know that. He has to be grasping at straws but damn he knows somehow. I am lost for words. My nipples are aching as they abrade against my bra. My panties are soaked and if he doesn't stop rubbing my hand with his thumb, I'm going to cum right here at the table. I want to drop down right here and beg him to take me in all three of my holes in front of everyone. "Tell me Bella. Tell me want you want." "I don't know." "Yes you do, you're just afraid to say it. Tell me and I will make it happen." "I have always fantasized about being trained to be a three holed slut. There I've said it." He smiled. "See, that wasn't as hard as you thought it would be. Now, all you have to do is decide if you want to start your training." "And you could train me?" I ask, not meeting his gaze. He took his finger and lifted my chin so that I was looking into his hazel eyes. "It would be my pleasure Bella. We could start today." I could barely breathe and my mouth was suddenly dry. "I haven't decided about the job offer, but I would like to be trained. So I am yours Mr. George." "Very good. If you insist on not using my first name, maybe Sir would be better than Mr. George." "Yes Sir." "Now, to start with, I want you to go into the ladies room and remove your bra and panties. Do it now Bella." "Yes Sir." I get up from the table with my small purse and find the ladies room. When I get into a stall I have to sit for a few minutes to try and clear my head. After a few very deep breaths, I remove my jacket and slip my bra out from under my blouse. Then I reach under my skirt and slip my soaking wet panties off. After they are placed into my purse, I leave the stall and freshen myself up in the mirror. My nipples are erect and rubbing against the silkiness of my blouse. They ache with need. This is also causing my pussy to leak more. The cool air makes that more evident to me now that my panties are gone. I take a few more deep breaths and head back to the table. He's watching me as I make my way back. His hazel eyes are darker now with lust. I can feel my breasts sway with each step. My nipples are as hard as diamonds and I'm afraid that they are going to cut right through my blouse. It feels like everyone in the restaurant is staring at them. The thought of that makes me wetter. It adds more sway to my hips. When I finally get back to the table he has a wicked grin on his face. "You look go enough to eat right here on this table Bella." My face flushes with the thought. "Thank you Sir." "Are you ready to show me how much of a slut you are for me?" "Y yes Sir." I say nervously. "Then lift your skirt up and sit with your cunt against the against the leather of the chair." I look around to make sure I can't be seen. Our booth is secluded but it still makes me nervous. I lift up slightly and pull the hem of my skirt up. When I sit back down the cool leather touches my wet pussy. I swear I can hear it sizzle. "Good girl. Now, reach down and touch yourself." I slip my finger down and run it through my wet folds. A shudder goes through me. I close my eyes and dip my finger inside me. Then I pull it out. My thumb pulls back my protective hood and I swirl my wet finger around my aching clit. God this feels so good. "Open your eyes Bella. I want to see your pleasure." "Y yes Sir." "Does it feel good to release control and be told what to do?" "Yes Sir." My finger is teasing my hard nub while his eyes glare into my soul. "Put two fingers inside your cunt Bella." I do as I'm told. I spread my legs wider so I can push them in deeper. I feel a ripple of pleasure wash over me. When I do, I close my eyes again. "Bella, open your eyes. I would hate to have to punish you here in the restaurant." My eyes flash open as my fingers move in and out of my wet pussy. "Sorry Sir." His eyes are so dark now with lust. My body shudders. My breasts swell and I can feel my nipples ache with need. My pussy is so wet it is making sloshing sounds as I finger myself for him. "You're so beautiful when your being slutty." "Thank you Sir." I feel my face get even redder. Out of the corner of my eye I see the waiter coming towards the booth. My hand freezes as he drops off the check. "Isabella, did I tell you to stop?" His calling me by my whole name startles me and I continue to finger myself in front of the waiter. "No Sir." The waiter leaves while Phillip looks over the check. "I want you to cum for me Bella." I am so close already that it doesn't take much for me to be flying. My fingers are moving faster. My thumb is now making circles around my clitty as my fingers move deeper inside me. Phillip reaches across the table and takes one of my erect nipples and pinches and pulls it. "We don't have all night Bella." The pain from my elongated nipple along with his words are more than I need. My body shudders and I break into a million pieces. I bit my lower lip to stifle my moans and they come out as more of a whimper. He keeps teasing and pulling my tender nipple. I spasm again. It takes me a few minutes to catch my breath as my body slowly comes back to a more composed state. His eyes have never left me. "Where are your manners girl?" "Thank you Sir." "That's better. Now take your panties out and clean yourself up a little." I take them out of my purse and dry my fingers. Then I reach down and wipe my juices from my swollen lower lips. When I go to put them back in my purse, he has his hand out. So I hand them to him. He puts them to his nose and inhales deeply. "Your arousal smells so sweet Bella. I only wish I could taste it tonight but that will have to wait for now. For now, I want you to dress this way every day for work. No bra. No panties. Sometime in the next few weeks someone will come and pick you up and take you to my island and we will start your training properly. Do you understand?" I nod my head. "Use your words dear." "Yes Sir. No Bra or panties." With that he signs he check and stands. He helps me to my feet. My legs are a little wobbly. He leaves my soaked panties on the table with the check. He takes my arm and leads me out of the restaurant. As we are leaving, I turn back to see the waiter picking up my panties and holding them to his nose. I can feel the blood in my face and juices dripping from my pussy. When we're outside he waves for a cab and pays him. He opens the door for me and gives me a smoldering kiss before shutting the door. "I will see you soon Bella." The cabbie pulls off leaving Phillip standing there. The thought of training under him sends more moisture to my nether region. I can smell my arousal in the small cab. This can't start fast enough for me. Chapter Two It had been almost two weeks since that night. I knew that the day I would be picked up and taken to the George estate had to be drawing near. Each day came and went. Each day I woke up in a cold sweat from my erotic dreams about being with him. Since the meeting with Phillip, he was all I could think about. After too many nights with men who could not satisfy me, I kept thinking that Phillip could help me find my way. I had dressed as I was instructed to, a short black skirt that came just above her knees. My blouse was white and form fitting. It showed off my ample cleavage. My heels were 6" and more than I usually wore. My stockings were thigh high and had a black seem down the back. All of these met the rules that Phillip had given me, except that today I wore a bra and panties. I had a meeting early this morning. I knew it was a violation but I had every intention of removing them once the meeting was over. I have to admit that since he had instructed me on what to wear I'd felt sexier, and certainly got a lot of attention for it. The taxi picked me up in front of my building and headed towards my work. I spent my time going over my part of the meeting. I was to give a presentation on how I intended to get The George account. Of course if I took George up on his offer to work for him, this would be moot. But the partners didn't know this so I had to put up a front. My thoughts went to Phillip. What I had seen at dinner that night had startled me at first but had left its seed in my mind. Something I couldn't un-see or un-feel. I found myself squeezing my thighs together at the thought of submitting to Phillip. He was a commanding presence. My nipples pebbled under the cover of her bra. I felt moisture flow to my labia at the thought of kneeling at his feet. I had always been a strong woman and men had always fell at my feet. This was something new and exciting to think about. Something that I had always fantasized about. When Phillip had asked me what my fantasy was I hadn't hesitated. I had always wanted to submit to someone that I respected. It had only surprised me that I told him I wanted to be trained to be a three hole slut. He didn't even blink. I had seen the sardonic smile on his face and the lust in his eyes. It was that lust that made me wet. I shook the thought out of her head. I needed to focus and get myself together for the meeting. Just before I arrived and dark van pulled in front of the taxi and two men jumped out. They quickly came to my door and pulled me from the car. I was roughly taken to the van and pushed inside. The driver took off while the two men blindfolded me and cuffed my hands. Then my wrists were attached to a bar overhead. I knew that these men were probably sent by Phillip but I wasn't exactly sure and that excited me. One of men started to unbutton my blouse. His calloused hand reached in and slipped under my bra to cup my breast. I kicked blindly at the offending hand, but they just laughed and continued to take advantage of my secured hands. A rough finger teased her nipple. It ached from how hard it was. A moan escaped my lips as the bud was tweaked and pulled. I kicked again but this time someone caught my leg and secure it to something. Now both of my legs were secured and a hand went up my skirt. The man groaned when he found the cloth of my panties to be soaked from my arousal. The fingers teased my slit as the other hand continued to taunt my nipples. I felt the stirrings of an orgasm approaching. I did everything in my power to abate it. I didn't want to give them the satisfaction of letting them give me pleasure from their rough abuse. Just when I thought I'd give in to the feelings, they stop. I was left hanging both literally and figuratively as the van continued on its way. I whimpered with the loss of their touch. When the van finally stopped, I was taken to a waiting helicopter. Once I was loaded it took off. The flight was only a few minutes and when it landed I was quickly taken inside a building. Still blindfolded, I was led into a room and my blindfold was finally taken off. It took a few minutes for my eyes to adjust but I found myself in a darkened room. The men took my wrists and secured them to a ring over my head with carabiners. My ankles were secured as well to rings in the floor. I was left there alone. I tried to calm my breathing and slow my heartbeat. I knew that I wasn't in danger but I had to convince my brain that I was alright. Just when I had succeeded in this I heard the footfalls of someone coming. When the door opened it was Phillip and another women. Phillip was dressed in a tailored suit and the woman was dressed all in leather, from a corset to a leather skirt. She looked very severe with her breasts pushed up and her make-up done. I was both relieved and afraid at that moment. The Duke of Cockaign "Ah Bella. It's good to see you again. Although I've been told that you have not been following my rules for dressing. Do you really have a bra and panties on?" He said with a scowl. "Phillip I had a meeting today. I needed to present a more..." "You need to present yourself as I have instructed. I will punish you for this. You understand don't you?" I hesitated then dropped my head. "Yes Sir. I'm sorry for letting you down." "Don't worry about your meeting. I've taken the liberty of contacting your office and letting them know that I had called you for a meeting this morning about my decision. I'm sure they will excuse you." Phillip moved towards me but walked around as he took in my form again. His hands lightly touched me as he moved around. My eyes watched the woman as his hand touched me. When he returned to my front he started to unbutton my blouse. He lifted my bra and exposed my breasts. My nipples were hard as diamonds when his hands brushed them. I whimpered with need. Phillip motioned for the woman to come near. She handed him a pair of scissors and he began to cut my blouse away. Then he clipped the shoulder straps of my bra and removed it too. The woman smiled. Next Phillip unzipped my skirt and let it fall until it bunched at my knees. He took the scissors and cut it away too. This left me in nothing but my stockings, heels, and my soaked panties. His fingers slipped into the wet cloth and ran through my swollen labia. He groaned when he found me dripping wet with arousal. Two fingers entered my channel as a moan escaped my lips. He moved them in and out of my slit while his thumb rubbed my clit. My eyes met his as he took what he wanted from me. When he leaned in for a kiss, I felt my body give in to him. Something about his kiss sent me over the edge. My orgasm surprised me. It was like he just told my body to cum and it did. He was a dangerously sexy man. Someone I should be careful not to fall for. It would only break my heart in the end. His tongue owned mine as I writhed under his spell. When he finally broke their kiss, I knew that I would do anything he asked of me without question. He removed his fingers and brought them to his mouth and sucked them clean. "MMMmmm. You taste wonderful my Bella. I will have to have more of that later. But now we must get your punishment over with. We have much to do this weekend. I want to fulfill your fantasy. And what is your fantasy Bella?" I flushed with embarrassment. "To submit to you Sir." "Ah but you were more specific when we had lunch the other day. What exactly did you want to do?" I looked at the woman then back to Phillip. "To be trained as your three holed slut ...Sir." I looked back to the woman. "That's better. No need to be shy here. No one will judge you. They are all here for their own fantasies. Where are my manners? This is Rebecca. She is my care taker of my estate when I'm gone. She will be assisting me in your training. Rebecca this is Bella. Bella, Rebecca." "Hello Rebecca. Nice to meet you." "Nice to meet you Bella. I've heard so much about you. But you will refer to me as Mistress while you're here. Is that understood?" "Yes Mistress." Phillip took the scissors again and cut away my panties. "Now I going to give you your first punishment. I'm not one to dole them out lightly so I will use a strap. I want you to remember that my rules are to be followed at all times, whether I'm present or not. Am I understood?" "Yes Sir." Phillip went to the rack and selected a leather strap from the wall. He brought it back to where I was restrained. He slapped it against his open palm. The sound startled me. I had been spanked before by other lovers but never nothing as severe as this. Despite what my brain was thinking, my body was awash with excited anticipation. Phillip placed a hand on my shoulder and rubbed the strap on my rounded ass. "I will give you twelve whips with my strap. I want you to count them and thank me when you are ready for the next one. Do you know your safe word Bella?" "Yes Sir. Yellow for a break and Red to stop." "Very good. Now tell me why you are being punished Bella." "I'm being punished for not following your rules for dress. I wore a bra and panties when you instructed me not to Sir." "Very good. Now I will start." Whoosh. The strap came down hard on my ass. I sucked in air as the pain radiated through my body. It was harder then I had expected. "One. Thank you Sir." Whoosh. This one was just as hard and I felt my legs start to give way. But I righted myself. "Two. Thank you Sir." Whoosh. This time the strap was a few inches lower and caught me right where my legs and ass met. I felt a searing pain and wondered if I could make it to twelve. But as his hands soothed my tender flesh, my nipples ached with hardness. I felt the dribble of my fluids leak out of my pussy. My body was telling me this is what I needed. "Three. Thank you Sir." As Phillip doled out my punishment he could see my body responding as he thought it would. My nipples were crinkled with arousal and he could smell my juices leaking from my quim. The more he strapped me, the more he knew that I was a pain slut as well. When he was getting near the end of my punishment, it was all I could not to beg him to pull me down and sink his throbbing cock into me. Whoosh. "Eleven. Thank you Sir." When the strap came down for the last time, Phillip made a mental note to make sure that Bella didn't start acting up to get more of this in the future. He'd had more than a few submissives that acted out in order to get their pain fix. "Twelve. Thank you Sir." Phillip moved towards me and took me in his arms. His hands cupped my breasts and teased my nipples. I could feel his erection press into my tender ass. As his hands moved down my belly, I felt a ripple of arousal wash over me. His fingertips played my body like a violin. They softly brushed over my hip bone and down to the swell of my vulva. My body trembled now. He could feel me shake to his touch. He hesitated for an instant before dipping his fingers through my wet trough. "You're dripping with need Bella. Do you like being whipped?" "Y...yes Sir." I whispered. My answer barely audible. "Then I will have to find another way to punish you. I don't want you acting out in order to get punished." He said as he pressed his hard cock into mytender ass. I moaned, feeling his hardness. I wanted him inside me, to be taken and claimed. I pressed back against him, trying to encourage this. "Bella, I will take you on my terms, and my schedule. Understood?" "Yes Sir. I'm sorry." Chapter Three Phillip began unclipping me from the O-rings. He massaged my shoulders to invite the circulation to return. When I was released he had me kneel. He went to a panel near the door and spoke on the intercom. "Terri. Cheryl. Come down at once." He turned back to me, now kneeling on the floor. "Bella, I will have you prepared and bring you back to show me how much you appreciate me training you." "Thank you Sir." Two young females entered the room. Both were dressed simple tunics that draped on the left side of their body, leaving their right breasts exposed. The length was too short and any movement left them exposed as well. They wore no shoes. There was a sash or belt around their waist and they both wore collars with a tag bearing their name. "Ah, Terri and Cheryl. Would you be so kind as to take Bella here and prepare her to my normal specification?" "Yes Sir." They said in unison. The two young girls each took me by the arm and led me out of the room. I was taken to another dank room below the massive estate. The room was sterile with a shower hose in the corner and a medical table against the wall. I was led to the corner and strip of my stockings and heels. I still had my cuffs and Terri clipped them into two O-rings built into the wall. With my arms spread and above my head, I expelled a gasp when Cheryl opened the hose and sprayed cool water onto my skin. I felt like an animal being cleaned for slaughter. When I had been hosed down, Terri was there with a bucket of soapy water and a scrub brush. She began scrubbing me briskly, the stiff bristles scouring my soft skin. While the actions were painful, I found my body responding in a different way. My nipples were tight and ached and my pussy was dripping with my own fluids. This rough treatment only roused my inner feelings. When I was cleaned I was unclipped and taken to the medical exam table. I was laid on her back and again my arms were clipped above my head onto a head of the table. My legs were placed into stirrups and secured. I was open and exposed. Cheryl moved between my legs holding the end of enema hose. She quickly lubed up her tube and inserted it into my tight hole. I gasped with the sudden intrusion and whimpered as the soapy fluids were released into my bowels. I felt my stomach start to expand with the fluids entering my body. While my bowels were being filled, Terri brought a container of warm wax and strips of cloth. She began applying the wax to my underarms, then laid the strips of cloth. Without waiting, she ripped the cloth from under my arms. While I didn't have much hair, the pull of the wax caused me to inhale sharply. Terri let her fingers stroke my taut nipples to sooth me. This gave me something to distract me from the ministrations from the girls. My belly was filling up with the now with 3 Liters of fluids in my bowels. Cheryl removed the tube and inserted two lubed fingers into my tight ass. I whimpered with the invasion, but it only brought heat to my already fiery core. Cheryl spread her fingers inside my tight channel, forcing it to open to her ministrations. I moaned as my body responded to the fingers. When the fingers were removed, Cheryl pressed a medium sized butt plug to the entrance of my anal channel. I had been having occasional anal with some of my partners but the current circumstances made this feel different. With my being restrained and the two girls rough treatment, this had my body torn between pain and pleasure. As the plug was pressed inside me, I pushed back to help the plug seat. Once my anal ring allowed the bulb to slip in, I felt more at ease. My belly was now full with the soapy fluids and sealed in with the thick butt plug. Just when I was beginning to relax, Terri started to apply the warm wax to my nether region. I kept my pubic hair to a minimum but I always kept a small patch above my vulva in the French style. As the warm wax was spread on, I could feel my pussy moisten with arousal. The cloth was applied to the wax and Terri looked up and gave me a little smile, then ripped the cloth, removing the "landing strip" tuff of hair. I didn't scream but only expelled a rush of air, as my pussy flooded my lips. The rest was much easier. When I had all of my body hair removed, Terri began rubbing coconut scented oils onto my body. The silky hands felt soothing to me. Cheryl teased my nipples, taking them between her finger and thumb. The twisting of my tight nipples elicited a deep moan from my lips. My nubs have always been a lightning rod of my arousal. Most women with large breasts don't have the sensitivity that women with smaller breast do. But I was one of the few that did. I'd been able to orgasm from a lover's stimulation of my sensitive nipples and I was dangerously close now. Just when I felt that I would fall over the edge, the fingers stopped their teasing. The girls started to remove my cuffs and helped me to stand. My belly felt full with all the fluids inside me. While my bowels felt tight, I hadn't had much cramping. That was in part to the slow speed in which it was given to me. They helped me to the toilet and gave me no privacy as I evacuated the fluids from my bowels. It felt so good to be finally rid of the fluids. I cleaned myself up and was led to the table again. This time I was pushed face down on the table. One of the girl kicked my legs out and forced me to spread them. I felt so exposed again. My pussy and ass were open and on display. One girl held my head down on the table as the other rubbed coconut oil to my anal channel and re-inserted a new plug in my ass. The girls led me out of the dank room and into a large closet area. The room was filled with all manner of clothing, from dresses, to lingerie, and every kind of shoe imaginable. Terri handed me a pair of white thigh high stockings and a pair of 6" Christian Louboutin heels. Cheryl handed Terri a set of white leather ankle cuffs. She placed a matching pair on my wrists. Then a white leather collar was placed around my neck. Once they were in place, a small lock secured them. Terri and Cheryl each took an arm and led me out of the catacombs and up into the main floor of the house. Chapter Four I was led into the study. The room was large and the walls were filled with thousands of books. I was amazed at the collection. Any library would be blessed to have this many selections. The room smelled of leather and sweetly fragrant vanilla, with a hint of a fruity almond-like odor. All of this minimized the musty smell of old books. I was led to the large wooden desk that was centered in the back of the room. I was forced to kneel on an opulent Persian rug in front of the desk. I adjusted my posture as I heard footsteps enter the room behind me. "Ah Bella, you look lovely there." Phillip said as he circled his kneeling submissive. "I hope that Terri and Cheryl weren't too rough on you, but I like my submissives to be prepared a certain way. You do look delicious." "Thank you Sir." He had changed into a dark slacks and wore a black smoking jacket. He came to me and ran his fingers through my hair. I leaned into his thigh. He pulled my head back by the hair and our eyes met. "I intend to sample your flesh Bella. What do you have to say about that?" I hesitated just a second. "Fill my holes Sir." The thought of him claiming me only amplified my arousal. "Very good answer. There's nothing more arousing that a submissive who wants to please her Master." I quickly glanced at Phillip's growing bulge. He looked massive, pressing against his slacks. I licked my lips thinking of how he would feel in my mouth, ass and pussy. My cunt clinched at the thought. He turned and pressed his hard cock against my cheek. I moaned as I rubbed my face against him. He turned and went to a large chest by his desk and pulled out two lengths of rope. When he returned he began to wrap the rope around my body. He tied my arms behind my back, and ran several wraps above and below my breasts. The last small cord was hemp and went around across my breasts. Two wraps around on either side of my hard nipples and pulled tightly. The rough cord abraded my sensitive nubs. I could feel the constriction of the rope and it tightened around me. Instead of feeling fear, I felt the fire in my core ignite. I felt safe, I felt free. With all the stress of my daily life, I felt the rush of surrender, to submit to someone. I felt like for once in a long time that I was living in the moment. Even though I hardly knew Phillip, I knew he wouldn't hurt me. Well, not unless I wanted to be hurt. I chuckled to myself. "Penny for your thoughts?" He asked. "Just giggling about how I got here." I said smiling. "Sir." I added quickly. "And why are you here Bella?" "I guess because I was tired of my life, the way I was living it. I needed something else. Something to make me 'feel' again. When I was doing the research about you for the company's proposal, I was intrigued but you. By what the rumors said about you." "And what again was that?" "That people called you the Duke of Cockaigne. That you can make people's dreams come true. The more I thought about that, the more I knew I needed to let go and start to feel again. That's why I'm here Sir, why I'm naked and bond at your feet. Offering myself to you." While he was not looking for any type of relationship. He was past all of that. Phillip felt a deep emotional connection with Bella. He wasn't sure where it came from. They are decades apart in age, but something about her struck a chord in him, at the very base of his core. "That is a very eloquent soliloquy Bella. I'm even more impressed. I did a little research on you before we met. I found you to be very creative. Someone who was driven by success. But I also found someone who was hollow and missing life because of her drive and her success. That's why I offered to train you, and invited you here to see if this is something you truly want. Are you ready to start your training Bella?" I straightened up my posture. "Yes Sir. I am yours." "Bella repeat for me what you wish to become." "Your three holed slut Sir." I said without hesitation. "Very well. I have reviewed your checklist for your hard and soft limits. You have very few of them and that concerns me a little. Your only limits are water sports, scat, permanent marks, and children. Which goes without saying. But you have no other limits or fears?" "No Sir. I can't explain it but I want to be molded by you like a piece of clay." "Well then let's begin. Open your mouth Bella. We will start with your oral training." He stepped back slightly and began to unzip his trousers. I stuck my tongue out and prepared to take his cock inside my mouth. When he reached and pulled his cock out, I gasped openly. Phillip had an enormous cock. I had been with men before that were large, but this was something completely different. It had to be 12", and thick. It was covered in veins and seem to throb from the base to the bulbous head. My pussy clenched when I thought of how it would feel inside me, in my mouth, my pussy, oh god, in my ass. I trembled with that thought. I felt intimidated. When he moved towards me, he grabbed the base of his cock and slapped the side of my face, I took a breath, not realizing that I'd been holding it. My mouth flew back open and my tongue came out again. He slapped his hefty cock on my outstretched tongue. It felt heavy to me. My mouth was watering to feel it in my mouth. He didn't wait long before it slide inside. My lips were stretch to the extreme. With my arms tied behind my back, I was at his mercy. His hand rested on the top of my head and he eased his thick cock in and out of my mouth slowly. He was not rushed and let me get used to his girth. Phillip pulled out and I tried to take it back in my mouth. "Just hold your mouth open Bella. Let me fuck your hole. This hole is for my pleasure. You are for my pleasure. If you do well, you will be rewarded. If not, then you can expect to be punished." "Yes Sir." I opened again and waited for Phillip to fuck my mouth. This time he used more force. I tried to relax and let him guide me. His cock was soon hitting the back of my throat. I fought back again my gag reflex. I had learned to deep throat years ago but I was feeling very intimidated with this monster cock. I had flattened my tongue to open the throat more but still I felt choked. He must have sensed this and took it slower. When he pulled out his cock it was covered in myr saliva, some of which had dripped onto my bound breasts. He took some that was hanging from my lips and rubbed it on his cock. When it was covered with my natural lubricant he feed his cock to my mouth again. This time the head went a little further past the tight opening of my throat. His slick fingers reached down and teased my nipples that were caught between the hemp. A low moan hummed around his thick cock. He flicked his finger on my engorged nubs. I felt the stirrings of my impending orgasm. I knew that I needed permission but his shaft prevented this. I could feel the head slip down the entrance of my throat, but I had a hard time breathing and he had to pull out. The tears in my eyes were not just from the gagging reflex, but the feeling that I had failed him on my first day. The Duke of Cockaign "Bella, do not feel bad. I wouldn't expect you to accomplish this task on the first day. You have done well and I want to reward you. How do you want to be rewarded?" He said with a smile that lite me up. "I don't know Sir. I would love to have your cock inside me." I said, my face blushing from the thought. "I intend to be buried inside you soon, but for now let me take you on a tour of my island. I have much to show you." Chapter Five I pouted as he began to loosen my bindings. I was so close. My pussy clinched as I moved, feeling the plug still in my ass. As the coils of rope start to come off, I feel the blood rush back into my arms, wrists, and breasts. Phillip is there to rub my muscles, trying to get the circulation back as quickly as possible. Feeling his strong hands on my body only makes my need grow stronger. I presses my legs together in order to gain some friction to ease my yearning. I felt a sharp slap to my breast. "Stop that my pet. Your orgasms are mine. You will feel pleasure when I allow it. Am I understood?" I nodded demurely. I can't believe he won't take me now. "Do you need some more correction? You will verbalize your answers Bella." "Yes Sir. I understand. My orgasms are yours." "Good. Now let me show you some of what my island holds." Phillip took me in his arms and led me through the house into the great room. It held older leather furniture with rich earthy colors. The room was centered around the fireplace which lit the room with a warm glow. On each side of the mantle, at the base of the fireplace sat two naked females. I quickly recognized them as Cheryl and Terri. This time though they wore only cloth in puppy paws, a collar, and a tail that was attached to a butt plug. When Phillip and I entered the great room, Terri and Cheryl were sitting like two guard dogs, but when we grew nearer they both started wagging their tales and were fidgeting, excited to see their Master. Phillip released me and extended his hands to the two girls. They broke their posture and crawled over to Phillip. They bounced and pawed at his leg. Terri rubbed against his robe covered leg. He caressed her head as she rubbed her ear against his growing erection. Cheryl, not wanting to be left out jumped up and nudged Terri's head aside and rubbed her head against her Master's crotch. When his thick cock slipped out from the cover of his robe, both puppies were trying to get closer to it, each pushing at the other for position. Phillip reached for this morning's Times that was left on the table and rolled it up and gave each of his pets a rap on their behinds. "Stop that right now. Bad dogs." The rolled up paper was held it up as a threat. Both the girls cowered. "Behave. Now sit." Both immediately moved a perfect sitting posture. "Good girls. Now if you can behave you may follow Bella and me as I show her some of the island." Both of their tails started wagging again and they followed as we slipped out of the house. Phillip explained that Terri and Cheryl wanted to live as pets. Each of them desiring to be puppies. He told how he had trained them and they both lived as puppies here on the island. He hinted that there were many such animals here. The air was warm but a cool breeze blew to keep us fresh, as we all walked about the property. The high ground around the house offered a beautiful view of the Hudson River as it flowed towards the Big Apple. Terri and Cheryl were playfully running about as Phillip and I walked towards a large building. We passed a few people who looked to be working in the garden. As we approached the large building Phillip drew me in near him. "This is the barn Bella. We have some special cows here that provide us fresh milk each day." He opened the door and we all stepped in. What we found in there was shock at first. There was a row of women all trussed up to padded frames. They were naked for the most part. What struck me first was that they were all very large breasted. In the position they were in, their breast hung down and long tubes were attached to the nipples. Judging from the moans from them the tubes must be causing some sort of pleasure. "Bella, these are the cows I was referring to. Some call them Hucows, or human cows. They've come here to my island to live as human cows. To have their breasts milked for the good of everyone else. What we don't use ourselves we give away to those who can't produce milk of their own." We walk closer to where the women are positioned. "Do they have to be restrained like this or they prefer it?" "They only desire to be milked. We have determined that being restrained and also sexually stimulated increases milk production. See here?" He points to the machine behind all of the hucows. They are restrained over a padded bench. Their arms and legs are locked into the legs of the bench. Their enormous breasts hang down in an opening and then their heads rest on a soft pad. Behind them is a machine with a rod coming out of it. Each of the rods have a large dildo attached and is pistoning in and out of each hucow. As the tubes attached to their nipples suck the milk from the breasts, the machine slowly fucks them. They seem to be very pleased and content to this treatment. Watching it has me moist and my face flushes with my warm blood. Phillip must have notice this. "Would you like to try it Bella? You won't produce any milk, but I assure you it will be a pleasurable experience." I nod. He calls for an assistant to help me. Before long I am trussed up on a bench and the assistant wets my nipples before attaching the suction tubes. When he switches the pump on, the rhythmic suction begins. It feels wonderful. The tight suction pulses desire to my core. I struggle a little in my restraints, trying to rub my clit against the pad. A sharp slap comes down on my ass. "Stop that Bella. Be patient. Your pleasure is coming soon." I look back to see Phillip. He's watching the assistant maneuver the machine behind me. When he nudges the dildo against my splayed pussy, my lips flower around the intruding phallus. I can feel my pussy clenching the cock as it is pushed into my depths. I still have the plug that Phillip had put in my ass. I feel so full. It is large but not the size of Phillips glorious cock, but at this point I will take what I can get. Phillip gives the assistant a nod and the dildo starts pistoning inside me. First at a slow rate, then in a more rapid tempo. As I adjust to the fucking, I can see why these girls like this. The stimulation from the suction of my nipples, along with the cock pistoning inside me pussy is a welcome pleasure. My orgasm is rapidly approaching. I can feel the ripples of spasms start in my stomach. I am close, so close. "Stop." Phillip says, and the cock slows it pistoning to a crawl. "You didn't think you could cum without permission did you Bella?" "N...no Sir." My voice quivering with desire. Just as he was about to reprimand me for my temporary slip in etiquette, a door opens a three very large men enter a side door to the barn. "Oh, I see it's breeding time. You're in for such a treat Bella." They move towards us. Am I to be breed? My thoughts are jarred back to reality when Phillip bends down to where I can see him. He must notice my bewildered look. "No Bella, the breeding is not for you, but you're lovely mouth will be of great use. I want you to prepare each of these studs for breeding." Before I can protest, and I wouldn't, a man moves to stand on two crates in front of me. His large cock is glistening in his hand as he moves towards me. My mouth opens automatically. When he slips his cock inside me I realize that all of my holes are filled. I am Phillip's three holed slut. The realization sends a shudder throughout my body. Phillip leans down again and whispers in my ear with his liquid sex voice. "You may cum as much as you want Bella. You've earned it." With that the rhythm of the cock in my pussy is increased. It matches the one in my mouth. The pleasure is overwhelming and I break into a million pieces. The cock in my mouth pulls out and moves to one of the hucows that are being bred. I look up at Phillip, his eyes are gleaming with pride. A warm feeling comes over me. I squeak out a 'thank you Sir' before the next cock is shoved into my mouth. It's thick like Phillips and I cum again with that thought. I lav on the underside of it as it hits the back of my throat. My nipples are so sensitive now from all of the suction, but it's still sending bolts of electricity to my pussy. I can hear the sloshing sounds of the dildo pistoning in and out of my well fucked cunt. I can feel the cock in my mouth start to pulse, and I'm left with a sense of emptiness when he pulls out. Again I look up to Phillip. His gigantic cock has slipped from the cover of his robe. It glistens with his pre-cum. I lick my swollen lips, silently wishing that he will take my mouth again. I look around and see that Terri and Cheryl have joined the scene. They have the assistant's cock out and lapping his shaft and balls. Both of their tails are wagging like they're in their happy place. My view is broken by the next cock. When I see the large purple head I recognize it right away. It's Phillip's. I whisper another thank you as my mouth opens to receive his gift. His cock fills my emptiness and a shudder goes through me as his cock slips to the back of my throat. "Nicely done Bella. Get my cock wet. I'm going to claim your pussy next." I scream with my next orgasm and the vibrations reverberate around his cock. His strokes are slow, as he pulls out of my mouth, then pushes to the back of my throat. I just holed my mouth open for him to throat fuck me. I lose myself in the feeling this gives me. I secretly wish I could have his cock in all of my holes at once. His hands hold my head as he pushes slowly to the entrance of my throat. I relax and try and loosen my muscles. When the big head slips into my opening, I try to swallow and he slips further down my channel. He holds it there for the briefest of moments before pulling out. I gasp for breath as he strokes my hair. "Good girl. Now for your reward." "Thank you Sir." I squelch out before the last the breeder cocks is pushed into my mouth. Phillip moves behind me. The fucking machine has stopped and I hear it rolled away. My face flushes because I know that my pussy is on display and gaping from the fervent fucking I have been receiving. I feel his hand on my hip first, then the saliva moistened head of his cock in my furrow. He teases me with the pulsing head, rubbing up and down. When it brushes my engorged clit I moan. "Please Sir. I need your cock inside me." I beg. He slaps the plug still seated in my ass. I shudder goes through me. I try to push back but my restraints hold me still. My head is spinning. The cock in my mouth taking its pleasure, when finally Phillip presses against my hole and slips in. His hands grab my ass cheeks and spreads them, opening me up for his cock to slide inside me. I moan around the cock in my mouth as Phillip's slips into the depths of my pussy. He hesitates to let me adjust to his girth. I can feel my cunt milking his shaft. I'm luxuriating with the feeling of fullness in all of my holes. This is what I came for. To me being taken, to be claimed. Phillip starts to move again and the feeling of his veiny cock inside me is more than I can stand and I shatter around his shaft. I hear him moan as my orgasm spasms around his cock. His pace quickens. He is pounding my pussy now. The force of which has my body trembling. My breasts are wobbling so much that I fear that the suction tubes will be shaken off. The cock in my mouth is removed and goes off to do it duty with one of the hucows. Phillip is nearing his climax. I try and press against his thrusts. When he reaches up and pulls back on my hair, it's all I need to cum again for him. With my spasms milking his cock he explodes inside of me. His thick ropes of molten cum splashes against my cervix. The moans of the other hucows and their studs fill the barn with this sexual symphony. I even see that Terri in on all fours getting pounded by the assistant as she licks Cheryl's already well fucked cunt. I'm totally lost in the pleasure I have received. Phillip slips the plug from my tender ass, then his cock is removed with a popping sound. I am empty again. Phillip starts to unbind me. He helps me to a chair and pulls me into his lap and holds me tightly while the rest continue their fun. I lean into his chest and push my head into the crook of his neck. His arms make me feel safe and cared for.