1 comments/ 93291 views/ 36 favorites Alex Is Forced To Become A Whore By: TimT1972 This story has been categorised as "Non Consent/Reluctance", but has elements of BDSM towards the end. * Alex had always been a model. He had his first photo shoot at the age of five and had been working ever since. At the age of age of eight he was on the short list for the 'Milky Bar Kid' and at eleven he was the face of a Belgian Yoghurt. Since then he had a pretty constant stream of catalogue and promotional work. The problem was at the age of nineteen, for the first time in his life, work was a bit thin on the ground. He had no immediate financial problems, as he had decent savings put away, but Alex was concerned. He had asked at the agency and was told that his 'innocent' looks were well suited to the 'sweet sixteen' market but Marketing Departments wanted a rather more 'edgy' look for the eighteen to twenty-one audience. They mentioned that as he was now over eighteen he could go for the 'glamour' market, there was much more money in it for women that men, but it could still be lucrative. Alex was unconvinced, but did agree to at least consider offers. Since that conversation, a couple of months had passed with absolutely no work at all. The problem was not now solely financial, boredom was beginning to be an issue. He was therefore relieved when he got a call from the agency saying they had a client who sounded interesting, the job was for a day and the fee was £5,000. The agency did not know many details but suspected that the job would involve at least partial nudity. Alex thought that for £5k he should at least meet the client. He was directed to a conventional photographer's studio in an upmarket part if town. Alex asked the receptionist for "Miss Chiara Salvadori." and was directed to Studio 7. He was met at the door by a youngish woman in a long sleeved black T shirt and matching tight calf length trousers. Chiara was slim with beautiful, but at the same time quite hard, features, her dark hair was swept back in a pony tail. "Alex, pleased you could make it, I am sure the agency explained the job. You will be modelling this football kit. You can change behind the curtain in the corner." Alex was used to more detailed negotiations, but he acquiesced. He was really only thinking of the £5k; he knew that the agency vetted potential clients so was not too worried. When he got to the 'changing room' he looked at the football kit. It was styled as England kit but was obviously meant to be skin tight, in fact Alex was worried that he would not manage to fit into it. Eventually he got into the outfit and came out. He felt pretty self conscious as the kit was very tight and the shorts were very short. Alex swallowed and walked to the 'stage' thinking, "What the Hell, let's get it over with." "Alex, good, you look great." Chiara then had him posing initially with football, later without. Alex was a little worried when Chiara kept taking photos of him bending over, but thought that there was no real harm done. After about twenty minutes, Chiara got Alex to take his shirt off, leaving him in the very brief and tight shorts. "Alex right now I want you to lick this dildo, put your heart into it." Alex was not at all happy but saw Chiara was not in a mood to argue so did as he was asked, licking the large pink vibrator in as provocative way as he could. On Chiara's orders he forced it way down his throat. Chiara then handed Alex a micro pair of high cut swimming trunks and told him to change. Alex had real difficulty getting into them and knew they barely covered his arse, they were tiny! But despite his reservations he complied and allowed Chiara to photograph him in various seductive poses. Alex was not that surprised when Chiara asked his to take his trunks off. He had known what was coming and had been debating with himself what to do when he got the inevitable request. Alex felt he could not really chicken out, the Agency had warned him that the job was likely to involve nude work, so he could not really claim he was there under false pretences. This being so, he felt very self conscious being naked in front of a fully clothed female photographer. Chiara took a number of shots as Alex gradually edged the trunks down his legs. She then took photos from the back with a smiling Alex looking over his shoulder, trunks in hand and from the front with Alex being naked 'trying' to retain his modesty by holding the trunks in front of his balls. She took a particularly good one from the side, with Alex forcing his bottom out and holding his trunks at knee level, as if surprised whilst changing. Initially Chiara had Alex posing naked laying down on his front or with an arm artfully hiding his cock, but soon any pretence was dropped and Chiara took full frontals, then photographed him from the back, from the back bending over and kneeling hands behind his back. Chiara's tone changed ordering rather than asking Alex to take one more degrading pose after another, being sharp if Alex did not comply immediately. As she intended Alex gradually stopped thinking and simply did as she instructed. After a while she asked Alex to clutch his arse cheeks then spread them. Then she told Alex to 'massage' his cock, so she could get some shots with him erect. Alex was getting very embarrassed, this was not glamour it must be pretty near 'porn'. He did not like being naked and being ordered around by a young woman, it was humiliating. This said, he continued to obey Chiara's instructions. He knew if he refused the session would come to an abrupt end and he would not get paid, Chiara would also probably complain to the Agency. The last thing he needed was a reputation for been unreliable when there was so little work around. "Alex, lube yourself up, I need the dildo shots to complete the session." "Chiara, I knew there might be a few nude scenes, but I am not very comfortable with a dildo." "Alex, I thought I was pretty clear to the agency about need for anal. What the hell did you expect for £5k? It is your choice but if you pull out frankly the whole session will be a waste and there is no way I am paying your fee. Take a few minutes out, but I need an answer pronto." Alex, still naked, walked over to the side of the room. He knew he had probably been tricked and realised he ought to have agreed the ground rules at the beginning of the session, rather than after two hours of shooting. That was stupid. But he thought this session as probably a 'right of passage', something most models would do at some point of their careers, so it was probably better to have got it out of the way. He thought it was strange that he was now relaxed walking around the studio naked when he would have vigorously dismissed the idea only an hour ago. Looking back he knew Chiara had already taken some pretty compromising shots, so was a dildo really the end of the world? "OK Chiara, I will do it, but on condition this is that last shoot and we pack up in twenty minutes." "Alex, fine by me. I don't want to take anything explicit." Alex was not sure that his definition of 'explicit' was the same as Chiara's but at least he knew that this was the final shoot. Alex had never lubed himself up, but it was pretty obvious what to do and he did not want to ask any questions in case Chiara offered to help! Alex did not notice but Chiara took quite a few photos of him as he lubed his arse. Chiara got Alex to sit in the centre of the stage with his legs spread and took photos as he inserted the dildo. Even with the lube Alex found it hard to work the dildo in, he knew he should relax but this was not easy particularly with Chiara clicking away. Eventually he managed to force the dildo into his arse, but it was painful. Alex was also instructed to get on his hands and knees and pose with him inserting the dildo in that position, then standing bending over. As Chiara moved him from one position to another Alex gradually found he could push the dildo in with greater ease, she even took a couple of short video clips of him thrusting the dildo up his arse. Eventually Chiara said, "Right, I think I have everything I need, Alex thanks for your help. It is great to get the first nude photo shoot out of the way, I am sure the next one will be much easier. I think you could have a good career in gay porn if you want." It was a thoughtful Alex who dressed and left the studio. He didn't really like the idea of those photographs in a pornographic magazine or on a website. What would happen if one if his friends saw them? He was far from sure he had made the right call. He knew he had to think about it and he would take his time. It may be a very useful source of income or the source of perennial embarrassment, he truly did not know which. Chiara, on the other hand, was happy she thought she had taken some pretty commercial photos that she could sell to various porn sites around the world, but perhaps more importantly she had discovered, as she had been instructed, that Alex could be pressured into performing degrading and humiliating sexual acts without undue difficulty. Alex was still thinking about if he should have done the Chiara session when he got an excited call from the Agency. It seemed he was being offered the chance to be the 'face' for the 'Heaven and Hell' brand. The bumf that came through the post explained that the 'Heaven and Hell' brand was a marketing concept that would initially involve launching two aftershaves, one in a black bottle with a white 'skull and crossbones' on the front whilst the Heaven scent would be in a white bottle of identical dimensions but would have a silver halo as the logo. It was explained that the company wanted to roll the concept out to other products such as a Vodka and a range of clothes. They wanted Alex to be the 'heaven' face. The contract was for four months and a set fee of £50,000. The shoots would be on the Continent with some trips to the Caribbean if necessary. He also had to agree not to promote any other toiletries brand for a period of five years without 'Heaven and Hell's' permission. Alex immediately saw this was a once in a lifetime opportunity. A high profile job like this could lead to an avalanche of work. He immediately called the Agency to accept the job. He signed the contract the next day and was on a flight to Paris the next Wednesday. Alex was put up in a nice hotel on the Rue Haussman. The room was sumptuous. Alex felt he was literally in Heaven! He met the crew down in the bar, and introduced himself to his two fellow models, Jenny and Louise. They were both, as would be expected, terribly almost painfully beautiful. Jenny was medium height with a slim boyish figure and straight dark brown hair. Her face had an almost angelic quality about it, she had a sweet, pure, smile. With her almost ethereal looks and sweet innocence Alex understood immediately why she had been chosen for the shoot. Louise was also a beauty but perhaps less perfect, if rather sexier. Her curves were more pronounced, but even so her straight blond hair made her look terribly innocent. The team assembled the next morning and the photographer, Chris, explained he hoped to get two shots that day. He wanted the models to wear short white silk togas, these were open at the sides, tied together with a thin gold belt. The first shot was to get Alex, Jenny and Louise to look out of the window and to bend over so photographed from behind they would show just a couple of inches of their bare behinds. They were not to wear underwear but were told to keep their legs together as the photographer was hoping that the mainstream press would accept the image. The idea sounded simple but in fact it took quite a long time to get the togas to hang at the perfect length and the models to bend at exactly the right angle. Chris ended up taking a number of shots varying from the model's bottoms being almost totally covered to almost totally exposed. This was to give the client the greatest flexibility, and allow them to run the images in even the most conservative countries. The next photo was a group photo. The models were asked to sprawl on a large double bend covered in a white satin duvet. The idea was to get an informal shot of the three laughing. Alex was pleased they were allowed underwear for this shot. To get the spontaneity Chris played an old Monty Python CD and waited for the models to laugh at the jokes and snapped away. The plan was to use the photo to market Heaven Champagne, the bottle itself could be photoshopped in later. The models initially actually sipped actual Champagne, in part to relax them, but after two glasses they moved on to a rather foul tasting apple fizz that they were assured looked like Champagne from a distance. Those who are not in the industry find it hard to believe how long it can take for a photographer to capture two images. It was almost 7 o'clock when Chris finally called it a day and he and his assistant left. Louise also quickly made her excuses, leaving Alex and Jenny. They lounged on the bed finishing the Champagne. They chatted easily, Alex felt great. He was luxuriating in the satin bedclothes, his silk underwear felt wonderful against his skin. He wondered if life could get any better, a beautiful room, a beautiful semi naked girl and some decent champagne. When he went to the loo he found Jenny's underwear on the floor. She must have intended him to see it and it must have been one of the less subtle hints that life was looking up. When Alex returned to the room, he saw Jenny was not really into hints at all she was leaning back against the pillows stark naked, "Come on Alex let's have some fun." Alex took no persuading he quickly stripped off his toga and was on her in seconds. For all her forwardness, Jenny would not let Alex rush things and as they kissed she started massaging his cock. She then rolled him onto his back and started giving him a slow sensual blow job, "God, she was good, how did she learn how to draw the ecstasy out for so long?" When Alex thought he could not take it any more she stopped and allowed him to mount her. She was soft and subtle lover. He had never met anyone with Jenny's sexual technique and when he finally ejaculated over her front he was almost beyond pleasure. They dozed together and somehow managed to return to their own rooms in the early hours. At breakfast the models were told that they would be picked up later in the morning to move to their next location. The SUV was spacious and Alex quickly dropped off. He awoke sometime just before lunch when they pulled up in front of an impressive castle. Alex knew this job was going to be good, it was clearly a 'no expense spared' marketing budget. The models were shown to their rooms in the basement and Jenny and Alex were told that they were scheduled to do a shoot at 2.30pm, an assistant would come for them. The photographer explained they were going to do one of the 'Hell' shots. It would involve Jenny getting dressed up as a dominatrix and whipping Alex, he stressed the shots were designed to be published in the mainstream press so would be 'artistic' with the minimum nudity on show. Alex went to a changing room and was told to strip and put on a leather collar and ankle and wrist cuffs. These were held in place with some small padlocks. To spare Alex's blushes Jenny was kept out of the room whilst the cuffs were attached to hooks on the PVC covered whipping table. The table was designed so that Alex was in a kneeling position. His legs were also spread leaving him quite exposed. Jenny came in wearing a black PVC corset and panties and some calf length leather boots. They had put Jenny's hair in a severe pigtail and she looked every inch a fantasy dominatrix. "Jenny, I will be taking photos from the front, can you please strike Alex with the crop. I don't want you to hurt him but give him a fair whack, I am keen to get Alex's expression of surprise and pain." So Jenny struck Alex about a dozen times on the buttocks with the riding crop. It did hurt but the pain was manageable. "Jenny thank you, I have got the shot I need, you can go. Damian you are on now." As Jenny went, one of the photographer's assistants started to lube Alex's arse, initially he though this was a cream to ease the pain of the cropping but Alex felt the girl massage the lube into the sphincter, he got a little concerned, but such was his trust he didn't say anything. "OK Damian, take Alex, gently and slowly to begin with. Alex remember to relax, I want you to show you are enjoying this." This hit Alex like a shot, this was not in the contract! "Chris, stop this, I am not happy. Get me out of here, the session is over!" "Alex, 'fraid not we need this shot. I was told you were OK with it. If you are not take it up with Marie-Louise later. I have some tight deadlines so we go on. Please relax it will hurt a lot less if you do." Alex was securely bound so he could not stop Damian forcing himself on him. Initially Alex started to resist but quickly realised that this was practically impossible and he had better get the shots over as soon as he could. He was sure the agency would support his right to veto their publication. Alex surrendered to Damien's rhythm and once Alex accepted he was been taken the pain was less than he had anticipated. The photographer snapped away. After Damian had climaxed, Alex was released and taken (naked) to his room. He was told he could see this Marie-Louise, clearly the lady in charge, at six o'clock to raise his concerns. He dressed in a baggy T shirt and shorts and waited. He was going to be polite but firm with this Marie-Louise. He assumed there had been an administrative mess up and the photographer assumed gay sex was in his contract, he would stress it was not. He would insist on her assurance that the photos would be deleted by the close of play. He felt if he was sensible he could win this point and still retain the modelling contract for the straight photos they needed. The photographer had continually referred to the mainstream press so he reasoned that in 99% of the shots he would be decent and fully clothed. The slightly risqué togas were one thing, sex on film was another! At the appointed time an assistant knocked on Alex's door and asked if he would like to follow her as Marie-Louise would see him now. He was shown into a comfortable office and told she would be along shortly. The only thing on the desk was laptop. As the minutes passed Alex could not help caressing the touchpad to see if there was anything interesting on the computer. One stroke of the touch pad brought up what looked like a webpage. Alex started to read, "Alex is one of our newest recruits. He is an ex-model and now offers himself for your enjoyment. Alex is fully bi-sexual and is very keen to satisfy your every desire. He is a sweet, sexy guy who is very friendly and loves to meet new people. He is very gentle and polite, but look a little deeper and he has a naughty side that's waiting to get out! Alex is naturally submissive and welcomes the opportunity to serve you in one of Cartwright and Palmer's well equipped dungeons (see BDSM tab for full details). You'll always have a fantastic time with Alex - he's everything a date should be. You'll find Alex easy to get on with; let him show you how eager to please he is. Give us a call and book Alex today!" This was pretty shocking stuff, part of Alex thought it was probably a practical joke, but he was worried, no doubt about it. He started looking at some of the other tabs. The BDSM tab merely listed a huge number of sexual acts and tortures. The photos tab included many of the images from the Chiara Salvadori and the Paris photo shoots along with some from his official portfolio. The video tab included embedded videos, Alex did not have a chance to watch them but it was clear he had been filmed making love to Jenny the previous night, then in the dominatrix scene with Jenny earlier that day and most worryingly he had been filmed being taken by Damien. Alex Is Forced To Become A Whore "Ah, Alex you have seen your personal web-site. We will work on it, but it is a fair first draft. What do you think?" Alex turned around and saw who he took to be Marie-Louise as she entered in to the room. She was dressed in a smart navy blue business suit. Alex estimated she was in her mid forties, she had a good figure, long straight brown hair and a pretty, slightly severe, face. "No way, not even a chance. You hired a model, this I am more than happy to do for you. But there is no ****ing way I am doing this. Please take the website down this ****ing minute. If this is a joke I don't think it is ****ing funny. I also did not find being sodomised earlier today terribly ****ing amusing. Do I make myself clear? In fact I am sick of this place. Please call me a taxi and I will be off as soon as I have my things together. You can discuss compensation with my ****ing solicitors." "OK Alex, cool down I realise you are angry but there is no reason to lose your cool..." "I think I have every right to lose my ****ing cool. I have been ****ing raped and there is a website offering me as a ****ing whore." Marie-Louise bent forward so her head was only inches away from Alex, she quietly said, "Alex, I understand but I will not have you interrupting me. This is your final warning. If you swear or interrupt me again I will have you restrained. Understand?" Alex was intimidated, she spoke softly but there was something in her expression that convinced him that she meant what she said. He also realised he was not going to be able to physically fight his way out of the castle so he knew he would have to negotiate, ideally extracting a decent sum of money and an early exit. "Alex, I have to apologise we have deceived you. Sadly there is no 'Heaven and Hell' brand. It was all a lie. The modelling job was a charade to get you and Louise over here. The purported length of the job will mean no one will look for you for months. If they do they will probably start in France and you are now in Bavaria. You should be flattered that we put a lot of work into getting you over here. We have done a lot of research to ensure you will fit into the Cartwright and Palmer organisation." "You are a model, but to be honest your career is going nowhere, you have barely worked in the last two years. You seem incapable of economising and by our calculations you will be through your savings in about two or at most three years. You have no experience of, and little aptitude for, the office life, so your prospects seem pretty bleak. We hacked your computer and know you are into BDSM, you even visited a professional dominatrix last June. We interviewed her and she confirmed you were enthusiastic, could take a fair amount of pain and clearly knew 'the ropes', she was pretty sure you had been a regular with one or more other dominants. Our talent scout, Chiara Salvadori, also reported that you took little persuading to sexually humiliate yourself during her photo shoot. We therefore thought you would be an ideal recruit. OK so far?" Alex hated to admit it but they had clearly done their research. He didn't want Marie-Louise to see his surprise so merely nodded. "Alex, to cut to the quick. You are going to be a prostitute, if you like it or not. The only question is, if you will choose the hard or easy way. Let me spell out the hard way; if you will not cooperate we will have to drug you. This is perhaps a slight understatement, in fact we will turn you into a junkie. We will inject you with larger and larger doses of heroin until you are pathetically addicted. We will then pass you over to another organisation that runs a brothel on the Croatian coast. Their clientele is none too sophisticated so will be happy to use you. The sad thing is you will be happy to comply simply to get your next fix. You will work servicing as many as ten clients a day for as long as your body holds up. I have never enquired what would happen after your health deteriorates and would prefer not to know. You probably remember Thomas Hobbes wrote 'life of man (is) solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short'. Yours really will be." "The alternative is to willingly work for Cartwright and Palmer. You would still be a prostitute, but the difference is you would serve a high class clientele. The period of your service would be limited to three years (subject to certain 'productivity' hurdles) and after this you would be a rich young man. We will even provide you with fictitious references so you can get a good job on your return to London." "It is your choice, before you ask, there is no third option and abusing me will get you nowhere. Please don't think you can escape, you see John and Terry behind you," referring too two tough looking security guards, "they are just two of our large security detail. They are known to get a little intemperate at times. If you cause any difficulties you will become their 'Barrack room whore' and they will be a lot less gentle than Damien was yesterday. If you do not ask for a job with Cartwright and Palmer we will simply assume you wish to spend the rest of your days naked in some cell in Croatia and will start injecting you with none too pure heroin later this evening. I will be back in an hour, please be ready with your answer." Alex said nothing as Marie-Louise left the room. He had little doubt she meant what she said. At one level the choice was pathetically simple; on the other could he bring himself to ask for a job as a prostitute? He wondered if he could get the words out. He got up and started kicking anything to hand. As he was not wearing shoes this was painful, but even pain was better than thinking about what that ****ing woman had said to him. Alex sat back down and cradled his head in his arms and tried to cry. The physical tears would not come out but the despair was real enough. Marie-Louise watched Alex on closed circuit TV. She was keen for him to have a good cry, the more he could release his pain and frustration the quicker he would accept his predicament. She knew he was no idiot and would accept her offer of a job with Cartwright and Palmer. This said, the threat of a life as junkie whore was real and she had had to carry it out on a few occasions, to her genuine regret. After about ninety minutes Marie-Louise felt the time was ripe to confront Alex, so she went back to her office, "So Alex what is it to be?" "Well, I have little choice do I? I formally apply to work for your company. Can I stress I am doing this under great duress." "Good Alex, I knew you would be sensible. I will give you a formal contract, but the terms are you will retain 40% of any fee paid by our client for your services. The accumulated cash will be paid out after three years or when it reaches $1.2 million if this is earlier. You will obey all instructions from Cartwright and Palmer officers without question. Discipline is important here, if you break the rules, depending on the offence, you will either be assigned the least desirable clients, fined or if the offence is serious or infringements too frequent sent off to the place I referred to earlier. You will service male and female clients and you should be aware many of our clients value the dungeon facilities offered by the company. You will comply with any requests that your dates make and as you become more experienced you will anticipate your dates' whims and desires. I promise we will make you a very good prostitute by the end of your stay with us." "Jo, could you please escort Alex to his room. He is in Suite 14, perhaps you can explain some of the basic rules." Jo, an attractive young woman dressed in a white satin military style jacket and very short white satin skirt, came forward and motioned for Alex to follow her. Suite 14 was palatial. In its centre was a large four poster bed, the furniture and paintings were obviously quality antiques. There was a small dining table near the open fireplace. Jo opened one door and showed Alex a very modern bathroom. She swiped a smartcard near the other door and escorted Alex into a dungeon. He saw most of the equipment that he had seen in the professional dominatrix's dungeon, it was just that the quality was obviously so much higher. The room was immaculate. But before Alex could study things in detail Jo motioned him to return to his bedroom. "Alex, I am pleased you chose to work here. I hope you will be happy. The House rules are in a binder on the desk, you should study them carefully to avoid unnecessary punishments. In simple terms if you see any Cartwright and Palmer officers, those in normal work clothes, you should immediately fall on your knees. If they say, 'the position' you must strip naked, wherever you are and regardless of who is watching and kneel with your hands behind your back. Your knees should be about eighteen inches apart." "The computer on your desk contains a diary showing your dates. Study it carefully. It will tell you a lot about the client, their likes and dislikes and any specific requirements e.g. what you are expected to wear, anything you should swot-up on before the date etc. You should be careful to follow these instructions. Sexual relations between slaves are forbidden without written authority, in reality none of us much need extra sex so it is not a problem but it is something worth remembering." "You will see your cupboards are stocked with clothes. Your colour is clearly black. You will find a kimono, shorts, swimwear and stuff for the gym. You will quickly get the idea of what to wear when. The get up I am wearing if my waitress outfit. You will have something similar. You will be given various menial duties when you don't have a date. Your diary will indicate your duties. Now let's go down to the pool, you'll need to change." Alex caught the bikini Jo threw and turned around to fund somewhere to change, Jo saw his concern, "Alex just change. You will get used to being naked around here, also I need those baggy shorts and T shirt. You will find the Cartwright and Palmer uniform is rather briefer. Now hurry up." Alex accepted the inevitable and changed under Jo's gaze. Initially he found it rather difficult to sort the bikini but eventually he managed it, God it was brief. Alex followed Jo trying not to seem unduly self conscious. She showed him to the pool. Alex looked around the pool and saw about twenty people lounging on sun beds, most, probably three quarters were girls the rest men. As he was surveying the scene a bell rang and they all rose and started to move off to a largish room to one side. Jo indicated they should follow. Alex saw everyone getting into two straightish lines taking off whatever they were wearing and kneeling down ('the position' if he remembered correctly). Alex followed suit, like a new boy at school, he just wanted to blend in. Marie-Louise entered and stood at a rostrum at the front. Everyone immediately stopped taking and looked towards her, "Right, listen up, we have a busy weekend ahead of us, so can I please remind you all to check your diaries on a regular basis. We are also likely to have a number of clients who appear unannounced that means you must look your best when in the pool area or gym as a client may be watching. We have one small party this weekend that will involve Jo, Lucy, Sandy and Vikki in banqueting suite 2. Kathy you are reserve. Lastly can I introduce three new recruits; Louise, Jenny and Alex. Please make them welcome. Jenny is an experienced call girl but Louise and Alex are new to our profession so I am sure they would welcome your advice and wisdom. You all remember how hard your first few tricks were. Oh by the way Alex and Louise get yourselves shaved, House rules." Alex knew Marie-Louise was not referring to his stubble. He wondered how one shaves one's pubes. As he was leaving the room Damien came up to him and offered his hand "Good to see you Alex, pleased you chose to join us. I am Damien. We met earlier." Alex shook Damien's outstretched hand. He didn't want to offend anyone as he felt very alone and vulnerable. He was none too sure about Damien's choice of words, does being buggered really count as meeting someone? "Damien, of course. To be honest I feel a little lost, this all seems new and unfamiliar. For a start how do I shave myself?" "No problem, the trick is to cut most of the hair short with a pair of scissors, next to take a hot shower to soften the remaining hair and then simply wet shave as normal. Takes a bit of time and you have to be careful but you'll be OK. I will be in my room for the next hour, extension 12, so give me a ring if you get into any difficulties." "Right will do." Alex turned to go back to his room. He had noticed that Damien was wearing a green bikini with C&P 12 embroidered in the left corner (how convenient!) After their initial meeting Alex really did not want Damien to help with the shaving, in fact he couldn't think of anything worse, but to give him his due he seemed genuinely trying to be helpful. The sex seemed to be totally unimportant to him, Alex supposed it was all in a day's work. ~ Alex went back to his room and trimmed all the long pubic hair he could and then shaved the rest a Damien suggested. He felt odd rubbing the shaving foam around his balls, in fact it was rather erotic, but once he relaxed it was not that difficult to shave himself. He was pleased to have passed his first test. Alex then went to examine the clothes he was meant to wear. There were a dozen black tie side bikinis and a similar number of black silk briefs. They looked to be good quality all with a discrete C&P 14 embroidered on them. He wondered if the bikinis needed to be quite so brief but things would be easier without pubes and he reasoned everyone would be wearing similar stuff. He had two thigh length kimonos in black silk, six black pairs of satin shorts (the type footballers wore in the seventies, sometimes called hot-pants) and six satin T shirts. The gym kit was short and tight, it was again black but had a large Cartwright and Palmer logo on it along with his number 14. Lastly there were a few normal T shirts and sweatshirts again with the Cartwright and Palmer logo. The only thing not in black was the waiter's outfit. It was white. The jacket had a military look to it, the collar was high and the front was done up with sixteen gold buttons. The effect was finished off with some gold epaulettes. The shorts were white satin, with a similar (revealing) cut to his black shorts. Alex looked at his diary and saw he was on breakfast duty the next day. A note said Lucy-2 would call on him at 9am and show him his duties. Serving breakfast was fairly simple, the cook would prepare the breakfasts and mark each tray with a room number, all Alex had to do was knock on the door and ask the client if they wanted him to put the trays on the small dining table or if they would prefer to be served in bed. Alex then had to unfurl the napkin and pour the first cup of coffee or tea and leave. Pretty straightforward. So with some confidence, Alex knocked at his first door. He entered and asked the client if she would prefer to take breakfast in bed or if he should leave the tray on the table. The client wanted to be served in bed. Alex approached the bed and was monetarily surprised to see a beautiful and pretty well endowed brunette sitting topless waiting for her breakfast, snuggled up beside her was a clearly naked Jenny. Alex placed the tray in front of the lady but putting the napkin down was going to be tricky as Jenny was sucking one of her nipples. In the end Alex decided to abandon the napkins and merely pour the coffee and leave. Before he could do so, the client, called out, "Stop, have I seen you before?" "No Mistress, I am new at Cartwright and Palmer." "OK, let's have a look at you, come here." Alex approached the bed. "Strip." Alex did as he was told and stood naked in front of Jenny and her client. "What do you think Jenny?" "His name is Alex, I think he looks sweet. He has that innocent look that brings out the horny devil in me." The client reached out and started stroking Alex's cock, "Yes, Jenny my dear you are right. I love dominating his sort. But I still want more fun with you before I leave. OK Alex you can go. I will book you on my next visit and frankly can't wait to get you alone in a dungeon." Alex picked up his shorts and jacket and made a quick exit. When Alex got back after his breakfast duties he wondered what he should be doing. He first checked his diary and found he had no bookings for the day, hardly surprising he mused as his web-page had only been live for about a day. Alex didn't know the form but suspected he was required to go to the pool area in case a client turned up who had not booked a specific whore. Alex knew he would have to wear one of the Cartwright and Palmer tie-side bikinis. As ever it was a struggle but eventually he tied the cords so that both sides were approximately symmetrical and tight enough to keep him reasonably secure. Alex knew that he would have to serve clients and this would mean having sex and performing other sexual services, but still had not really come to terms with the reality, he simply did not know if he would be able to obey when he was told to get into bed. He was deeply concerned at how things would turn out in practice. At that moment Marie-Louise came in. She didn't knock. Alex immediately fell to his knees. He seemed to see a slight smile spread over the lady's face. "Good, Alex you are learning. People say you are settling in well. Have you shaved?" "Yes Mistress." "Then show me." Alex rose and removed his bikini. Marie-Louise quickly felt his balls, "OK, you seem to have done a good job. You should use Immac on a daily basis, but at least initially you will need to shave regularly. Many of our clients prefer shaved men, I personally think it is more hygienic. You should be pleased, your web-page has had a large number of hits. It seems you are likely to be popular with our female clientele, particularly those with a sadistic streak. Go to the store room and draw some PVC kit and you might as well get some wet-look shorts and underwear. Dominants like that sort of thing." Just then a 'ping' came from Alex's computer. Marie-Louise walked over and opened his diary. "Alex, you have your first booking, a Mrs Rubenstein, or more correctly her niece. Seems we don't know much about the niece, other than she is eighteen. Her aunt indicates she is inexperienced and you are to be a birthday present. The only request is for us to provide a selection of crops and floggers. You are about to start your new career, so make sure you give her a good time. They arrive at four. We can't teach you much about sex in a couple of hours but get down to Mrs Aubrey's office, on the second floor, she will give you a crash course on some useful techniques and how to give a massage." Alex dressed in his satin T shirt and shorts and waited for his first client. He wondered how it would be in reality, would he really be able to offer his body to a paying customer? What if they were ugly? Alex heard a noise as the door was opened and immediately got to his knees to greet his customers. Mrs Rubenstein was a well preserved lady probably in her mid to late forties. She was wearing a charcoal grey business suit and the way she strode into the room made it clear she was used to getting her way. She was followed by a youngish girl, evidently her niece, dressed in a dowdy shirt and long skirt. "Well Georgina, all is revealed, this is your eighteenth birthday present." Mrs Rubenstein said pointing to Alex, "I thought it would be rather more fun than a book token. You should know that men can be bought with small change." Mrs Rubenstein sat herself at the dining table, her obviously shocked niece followed suit, "Alex here will provide any services you want. I know when I was your age I wanted to explore and experiment. Alex will be happy to oblige." Turning to Alex for the first time she said, "Alex come here, and strip." Alex did as he was told and stood naked, hands behind his back, in front of Mrs Rubenstein, "You see Georgina he is very obedient, you can really have your wicked way with him. Come on lighten up, this should be fun. Enjoy yourself, I am going to see one of Alex's colleagues. I will give you a call in a couple of hours. Remember we are meeting your parents for dinner at 8.30." With that Mrs Rubenstein got up and left, leaving a fairly bemused Georgina looking at a naked Alex. Alex Is Forced To Become A Whore To break the resulting silence Alex said, "Mistress, can I get you a drink or answer any of your questions?" This seemed to bring Georgina back to the present "You are really here for me? And you will do anything I want?" "Yes Mistress." "OK, come here." Alex stood in front of the girl, who started to stroke his penis "I have never seen one in real life, why don't you have any hair?" "I was told to shave, Mistress." "As you may have guessed I am very inexperienced so you must be gentle with me and stop immediately if I ask you to." "Of course, Mistress." "Where is the bathroom? I had better get out of these clothes." Alex sat on the bed and waited. He was surprised when Georgina came out of the bathroom in a very flattering silk bra and panties set. This seemed to give her added confidence, though Alex sensed that this was only skin deep. "So what do we do now?" "Mistress, you are in charge. I could give you a massage or perhaps you would like to whip me, your aunt asked me to bring a collection of whips and crops. They are over on the chest of draws." Georgina was clearly intrigued and went to have a look. She picked up a riding crop and examined it. She was clearly still unsure if she could or wanted to whip Alex. Alex saw Georgina's nervousness and in a strange way his heart went out to her, he bent over one of the chairs to show he was available and perhaps give her the confidence to try. He tensed his muscles to make his bottom look as inviting as he could. Georgina went up behind Alex with the crop in her hand but did not strike him, she merely massage his bottom pressing herself against him "You really are here for my pleasure?" she murmured, "I want a massage." "Yes Mistress. Please lie on the massage table and I will get the essential oils." Georgina went to the table and stripped off her lingerie in a seemly relaxed manner and sat on the edge of the table as Alex collected his stuff. Alex glanced at her and saw she actually had a very good body that had been hidden under her frumpy clothes. She seemed to be relaxing and appeared surprisingly comfortable being naked in front of him. He started on her shoulders, it sounds a cliché but she was very tense, as he massaged she seemed to relax. Alex went down her back until he got to her buttocks. They really were perfect, he noticed she almost imperceptibly spread her legs as his hands reached the lower reaches of her bottom. He made sure he spent a little time on her legs despite the urge to see and start on her front. "OK, can you please turn over." Georgina did as she was asked. She used her arm to shield her eyes from the light, in reality Alex felt this was to hide her embarrassment. Georgina may have been embarrassed but she was also clearly excited. She moved a little 'to get comfortable' in doing so she spread her legs further. Alex started on her legs and moved up her beautiful body. When he came to her pussy he skirted the most sensitive area and moved to her stomach, and then her breasts. He took his time as he massaged her pert tits. Georgina kept her eyes closed but clearly was enjoying herself. Georgina's body looked a picture, naked, legs spread her skin glistening from the essential oils. She no longer looked like an awkward teenager. "Are you going to give me a proper massage? You have missed a pretty important area." "Yes, Mistress." Alex then started to massage her groin as he got nearer her pussy she began to gyrate slowly. Still cautious, Alex massaged the areas between Georgina's legs, she spread them wider willing him to continue. Finally Alex started on the virgina itself, initially very gently, but gradually increasing the pressure. Georgina was now breathing deeply clearly extremely turned on. Alex decided to go further and softly inserted his forefinger into her pussy, this brought an immediate deep sigh. "Alex I can't last out much longer, take me to bed." Before he could do anything she jumped up and dragged him to the bed. She lay down and spread her legs as wide as they would go, "Please be gentle." Alex climbed on the bed and slowly inserted his cock. Initially Georgina lay there without moving but she seemed to overcome her nerves, perhaps because it didn't hurt as much as she had expected, and clasped Alex and started whispering obscenities in his ear as she told him to take her quicker and deeper. Alex thrusts were forceful but not aggressive, quickly Alex and Georgina coalesced in a perfect rhythm. She began scratching his back as she reached climax. Alex ensured she came before he allowed himself such pleasure. After they had finished, Georgina just laid on the bed, legs spread, making no attempt to cover herself. She was in her private heaven and it was not for Alex to intrude. "Thank you Alex, this has been the best birthday present my aunt has ever given me." "Can I do anything else for you, Mistress?" "I am drained, but if I am really grown up let's have a drink." Alex ordered a bottle of champagne, by the time Lucy-1 arrived Georgina had got under the covers. They sat and sipped the drink together. Georgina lay on Alex's stomach gently kissing his nipples. After about half an hour Georgina seemed to slowly recover from her state of ecstasy and started to massage Alex's cock, gently, playfully rather than with any great urgency. Eventually her aunt called and said she would be over shortly. Georgina did not stir for a few minutes and then went and had a shower leaving Alex to his private thoughts. He realised he had just been paid for sex so was now technically a prostitute. It didn't really feel that way, Georgina had been as pleasurable as any sex he had ever had. It was sheer bliss, God he would have paid her! This said, he knew all clients would not be that good and some would be positively revolting, but it was nice he had started with such a wonderful girl. Alex followed Georgina into the shower and dressed in his satin shorts and T shirt and waited with Georgina for Mrs Rubenstein. When her aunt arrived there was a brief conversation as she enquired if Georgina had enjoyed her birthday present and when her niece said she had, they left without further ado. Alex was surprised when he received a 'thank you' note the next week. He smiled as he saw Georgina's immature girly handwriting but however much he tried to be cynical he was very touched. When Alex was looking at his diary he noticed an 'earnings' tab and saw he had been credited for Georgina's date. It had been a generous birthday present but Alex was troubled seeing the figure in US dollars. On one level he was gratified, it was material sum of money, on another the stark figure illustrated his status and profession; he had sex for money. ~ A few nights later Alex was on waiter duties. The last room on his round was Jenny's. He knocked and entered. Jenny was at the table entertaining the same female client he had met when he had served her breakfast on his first morning. Jenny was wearing a short Cartwright and Palmer kimono whilst her client was in a formal business suit. When Alex served the main course the ladies ignored him, but when he came to the coffee he was surprised when the client said, "Alex, please stay I may have a job for you." Alex turned around and faced the two women, saying "Yes Mistress." "Jenny, how do you fancy having a 'party' with our delectable waiter? Looking at his pert arse, I was thinking of having him in the dungeon. Is there likely to be a problem with that?" "Oh no Amanda, if he is on waiter duty he can't have a client tonight. I will check but there are always dungeons free. You can borrow some of my kit if you would like to dress up, I am one of the few dominants in this place. As Alex is inexperienced his fee will be reasonable, anyway he will be a lot cheaper than me!" "Jenny, that sounds great. You," pointing to Alex "strip." Amanda then put a couple of after dinner mints on a saucer and said "Eat." Alex knew the form. He knelt and tried to eat one of the mints 'doggy style' as they were flat and thin this was difficult. As he tried he had to get his face down to the saucer meaning his arse was stuck up for the ladies to see. As he tried to get a grip on the mint he wiggled and spread his legs ever wider. Amanda found this ever so amusing, giving him a gentle kick now and then to push Alex off balance making it ever harder to grip the damned mints. Alex finally succeeded and took 'the position'. Jenny showed her client her wardrobe. Jenny produced some of her outfits; a short black latex dress, some PVC underwear, a PVC leotard-like 'body', a PVC corset and a tight PVC skirt and shorts. Amanda was clearly a novice at this sort of thing. She fingered the clothes with obvious trepidation. "Amanda, feel free to try anything on. The collars, gloves etc are in that chest of draws. Do you want me to send Alex out of the room while you change?" "Thanks, let Alex stay, you must realise he simply doesn't matter." Amanda picked the PVC shorts and very brief PVC bikini top. The shorts were very tight and Amanda had some difficulty getting them on but when she was finished it was clearly worth the effort. She finished the outfit by borrowing a pair of Jenny's calf high boots. Jenny wore the latex dress. They both chose metal collars. "Let's get started, Alex come here you need a slave collar." Alex rose, but before he moved Amanda corrected him, "On your knees, crawl." Alex did as he was told and knelt in front of Amanda. She had to bend over to buckle on the leather collar quite intentionally forcing Alex's face into her groin. This was torture but remarkably sweet torture, Amanda toned body smelt delicious. She was clearly turned on at the prospect of torturing her first man. Jenny indicated that the next door dungeon was free and they could start their games. Amanda pulled on the leash attached to Alex's collar and made him crawl to the centre of the dungeon. "Jenny we have our slave, what do you suggest?" "Amanda, I am surprised your imagination is not running in overdrive. This place has pretty well everything a dominatrix could ever need. What we do really depends on if you want to humiliate him, or cause him pain. On the pain front there are loads of whips and floggers, clamps for his nipples and balls, candles so we can pour hot wax on him, you name it. Then we can go for his arse; dildos and strap-ons." Amanda dropped Alex's leash and started examining some of the toys, whilst she did Jenny walked up, legs spread, and said "Lick." pointing at her boots. Alex saw Jenny was playing the dominatrix rather than the fellow whore. Alex got down on his hands and knees and started licking her boots. To get down to ground level, he had to spread his legs leaving him very exposed. Amanda walked over and Alex felt the sting of a cane, "I've found some toys. Alex I want you on the bondage frame." Alex got up and stood naked on the footrests whilst Jenny did up the wrist and ankle cuffs. Amanda went towards Alex carrying what seemed to be a number of chains with a few clips attached. She attached one clip to Alex's collar and let the chain fall, two more clips were attached to his nipples, at his waist the was another chain which reached around his middle, then there were a further two clips hanging around his balls, lastly Amanda pulled the end of the chain up between his buttocks and clipped it onto the chain that was wrapped around his waist. She knelt down and attached the clips to Alex's balls, this hurt, this really hurt. Alex squealed with pain, Amanda and Jenny laughed. Alex was very exposed the slighted tug on the chain would pull the clips on his nipples and balls causing Alex acute pain. Amanda admired her handiwork, the chain was thick and heavy and it looked as if Alex was wearing some form of harness, an appropriate uniform for a slave Amanda thought. Amanda went around the back of the frame and gave the chain running between Alex's buttocks a good tug, she liked the sound of Alex's cry of pain, but also wanted to make sure the harness was secure. Alex was going to be wearing it for some time. Amanda stood in front of Alex and gently pulled the chain, this stretched Alex's nipples and balls causing him great pain. Amanda then started playing, pulling the chain a tiny amount, so giving Alex the smallest teak of pain. After some small pulls Amanda gave the chain a vigorous tug producing much more pain. Alex just didn't know what to expect. All the time Amanda kept her face just inches away from Alex's. She was so beautiful but caused him so much misery. Amanda walked round and looked at Alex's perfect behind, it almost looked as if he were wearing a chain G string, but it would give him little protection. Amanda had known the first time she had seen Alex's naked bottom that she would have to abuse it, it was just made for her. Amanda hit Alex with an old fashioned cane. She felt a shiver of sexual pleasure as Alex screamed and waited as thin red line appeared on his buttocks. Amanda felt a sense of liberation as she whipped Alex, not too hard but hard enough to leave some lovely marks. She approached Alex and pressed her body hard against his, feeling the warmth of his bottom, she gripped his nipple clamps and gave them a good tweak and whispered "Oh Alex, I am enjoying this, you will be my slave and get used to my every whim." Amanda moved to Alex's front as she wanted to see his reaction to her whipping. She continued to strike Alex, now with a cat-and-nine-tails. She took Jenny's advice and avoided whipping Alex's penis directly and concentrated on the sensitive area between his legs. This was not some act, she had a naked slave and was intent on causing him great pain, bliss, bliss. All the time Jenny stood legs apart and arms crossed and watched Alex's torture, this session was for Amanda's benefit and she did not want to spoil her client's fun. After a while, Jenny motioned Amanda to come to the back of the dungeon and whispered "You better take the clamps off Alex's nipples and balls." "Why he looks sweet, surely he can take the pain." "Yes, but as the clamps stop blood circulating, leaving them on for much more than half an hour can do real damage. The fun thing is that when you take the clamps off the blood returns and causes him if anything more pain, watching his expression will be amusing." Amanda did as Jenny suggested and as predicted Alex squealed with pain. Oh Amanda loved this. Jenny then gave Amanda a small bottle saying "This might be entertaining." When Amanda smelt it she realised it was Tiger balm in a gel form. She did not think that Alex had any serious sporting injuries but thought he might appreciate it all the same. She therefore gave his balls and nipples a good coating, in her enthusiasm she even stuck her fingers up his butt. It took a couple of minutes for Alex to feel the heat but when he did it felt as if someone had set his balls alight. It was not conventional pain but was extremely uncomfortable it just felt so hot, despite this Alex saw he had achieved a huge erection. Amanda and Jenny laughed, Amanda turned to Jenny and took her and passionately almost brutally kissed her, this was a kiss of sexual passion rather than affection. She rolled Jenny's latex dress up to her waist and falling to her knees gave Jenny's pussy a further long kiss followed up with some gentle licking. When Amanda had finished Jenny did not adjust her dress and left her pussy and bottom on display. "Jenny can I borrow a pair of your panties?" "Of course, Amanda, why?" "I think it would be fun to dress Alex up in them. I also think they would make a nice memento for me. It will be fun going into a conference room full of bankers in my slave's knickers!" Jenny got a pair and dangled them under Alex's nose. Jenny had chosen a silk pair in bright green (clearly Jenny's 'colour'). Alex struggled to get into them, he worked out the trick was to force his penis down, if it went to either side the thin material would not keep it in. All the time as he battled away, he was being watched by the girls. He hoped he would not get an erection or there was no way he would get into the panties. In the end he found they were just about big enough to cover his cock, things looked much better as he had no public hair. He was not too worried that most of his bottom was on show. Amanda giggled when she saw Alex in them, "Can I take a photo of him?" "Amanda, our management doesn't much like customers taking photos but they aren't going to deny you, go ahead." Amanda reached for her phone and took a couple of photos of Alex in the knickers. She couldn't resist getting him to strip and get in the 'position' and then having Alex bending over the whipping horse, after all they were her welts and she wanted a record. Lastly she snapped a couple of Jenny in her latex dress, Jenny entered into the spirit by pulling the top of her dress down to give Amanda a shot of her topless. "Amanda what do you think about putting Alex in a little bondage?" "Fine, Jenny. Do your worst." Jenny put wrist cuffs on Alex than attached them behind his neck. This was not unduly uncomfortable. Then he felt Jenny put her lubricated finger up his arse. Since joining Cartwright and Palmer he had become used to people playing with his bottom most put dildos or their dick up it, but he had some strange requests, one man put one of his cucumbers up Alex, he had always wondered what happened to that vegetable! Alex felt a cold metal object being inserted into his behind, he knew better than to resist, the object had a largish ball on the end. Jenny pushed it up so it was reasonably secure. Alex then felt a chain being attached to the object, pulled tight and attached to his wrist cuffs. Alex could feel and guess what was happening but could not see. Jenny had inserted an anal hook into him; this was a smooth, blunt metal hook, about an inch thick and six inches long. "Amanda, the beauty of the arrangement is that Alex's arms will get stiff and if he tries to straighten them he puts pressure on the hook in his arse, he will then try to relieve the pressure on his anus by trying to push his arms further behind his head, thereby increasing the pressure on his arms. Whatever he does he will be uncomfortable and if he is constantly increasing and decreasing pressure on the anal hook he is effectively fucking himself, brilliant don't you think!" "Oh my poor little slave." "Amanda, we can also have fun by whipping him, every strike causes pain but when he flinches he will also force the ball further up his arse. We can effectively anally fuck him for hours!" Jenny then ordered Alex to lie on his back on the whipping horse and attached his ankles to more restraints spreading his legs. Jenny positioned his bottom on the edge of the horse so that Amanda could 'play' with his arse if she wanted to. She gave his cock a quick wank so he was erect when Amanda approached the horse, she thought her client would appreciate this. Finally she blind-folded him. Amanda came over with two lighted candles, it amused Jenny when she saw they were in the shape of a phallus. "Let's start with his nipples, Jenny can you please suck his left, I will do his right." Alex had the extraordinary sensation of the two ladies licking and sucking his nipples their soft hair falling in his face and on his stomach. Although Alex was pretty sure pain would follow as he could smell if not see the candle, the feeling was terribly erotic, his erection was now monumental. Suddenly Amanda stopped and stood up, Jenny followed suit. Amanda now bent down and started pouring the wax directly on Alex's nipples. Alex felt the extreme heat and pain as the hot wax touched the skin, the pain was momentary before he experienced the rather pleasant feel of the wax cooling. Amanda covered both nipples and then went on to the rest of his exposed body. As he was blind-folded he had no idea as to where Amanda might strike, one minute it was his shaved armpit the next the inner thigh. Every time the wax was poured on him, Alex recoiled from the pain putting more pressure on the anal hook. Amanda took particular pleasure in pouring hot wax over Alex's balls, the pain was intense. Alex Is Forced To Become A Whore Alex looked a mess, he was naked, sweating and covered in whip marks and wax. The thing was despite his evident pain and exhaustion he was still very turned on. Jenny knew the fun had to come to an end, so with Amanda's permission she released his ankle cuffs and helped from the whipping horse and put him on his knees before Amanda. "Lick my boots!" Alex did as he was told, this was hard with his hands still behind his head, but he knew better than to refuse. As he licked the toe of Amanda's boot he was conscious his arse was exposed above him. He felt Jenny nudge his thighs apart and then start massaging his cock with her stiletto. She was not trying to cause him pain rather humiliation, proving her power. Alex did not react and redoubled his efforts to ensure Amanda's boots shone. When they did to Amanda's satisfaction, she attached a leash to Alex's collar and walked him to the bedroom. She released his hands and removed the anal hook then tied the leash to one of the easy chairs. Alex knew that this was not going to be the best of nights, he was bruised and aching all over, his balls were on fire and he had the prospect of sleeping naked on the floor without a pillow or a blanket. He watched as Jenny took off her latex dress and then helped Amanda take off her shorts, the latter took some time and involved great efforts. When the girls were both naked Amanda almost threw Jenny on the bed and then jumped on her. Alex could not see much after this as they frolicked under the bedclothes. He heard sighs and yelps for some time, it was evident they were going to have a much better night than he was! The next morning the waitress brought in Amanda and Jenny's breakfast. She was clearly surprised at seeing Alex lying naked in the foetal position in the centre of the room, but ignored him as if it was nothing. Alex watched Jenny and Amanda enjoy their breakfast. Amanda giggled as she fed Jenny a flaky croissant. Jenny blew the flakes away and started nibbling Amanda's ear saying it tasked much better. After a bit Amanda said, "Alex, come here." Alex did as he was told approaching the bed. Amanda then told him to slowly turn around so that she could examine the marks she had made on his body. She seemed to like her handiwork, "Jenny, thank you for introducing me to the pleasures of domination, I really enjoyed last night. You are a sweetie, a very sexy one. Alex I also enjoyed you, bend down let me give you a kiss. OK, you can go." Alex put on his waiters outfit, first the jacket that caused his nipples pain, then the shorts which caused even more pain. The silky satin should have been soothing had the shorts not been so damned tight. As Alex left he knew that even being a waiter at Cartwright and Palmer wasn't the soft option. When he got to his own room he looked at the marks on his thighs and buttocks. Thank God no blood, nothing Neosporin shouldn't sort out. Alex then checked his diary, found he didn't have a date until the early evening, then went aching to bed. To be continued...