1 comments/ 41947 views/ 2 favorites Billion Dollar Slaves 02 Ch. 05-06 By: Domwoolf CHAPTER FIVE Lending a hand The bitching and arguments had been going on and on for over two hours, ever since Captain Brock sailed The Second Chance into the dock. He hadn't been back twenty minutes when Frieda came bouncing down the dock, topless and breathlessly informed him that she quit his crew and would be staying with Lisa. Brock grabbed her by the forearm and hauled her onto the yacht and into the cabin and the level of argument went up from there. The screaming and yelling went back and forth between the father and daughter; Rick and Lisa sitting on the veranda could hear the battle over the sounds of the ocean and the distance from the dock. They couldn't make out what was being said but the back and forth screams and yelling were plainly not happy on either side. Frieda stomped off the ship carrying a duffle bag of her personnel items and clothes. Brock right behind her still yelling, Frieda turned and yelled back getting right in his face; Brock raised his hand as if to hit Frieda and Lisa started to get up. Rick touched her arm and shook his head; Lisa cocked her head to the side and Rick shook his head again. She sat back down but gripped the arms of her lounge chair and kept a tension in her muscles ready to launch from the chair if he hit her. Rick watched the scene on the dock, waiting for a resolution either way. Brock lowered his arm, turned and stomped back to the yacht. Frieda watched until he went below deck then came up the dock and towards the villa. Rick murmured "Go." and Lisa shot from the porch and flew down to Frieda. The two women hugged and continued arm in arm towards the addition and Frieda's room. Rick sat for a while before he went down to the yacht carrying a bottle of rum. Two days and one powerful hangover later Rick made a call to Jake and arraigned to join his club. He also made arraignments for the next week's club night, a special surprise for Donna. He had just finished his call when Lisa asked for a few minutes of his time. She wanted to have a party at the villa next Friday for the young people she had met this summer. Rick was ok with the party, but the guest list had to be cleared with Julio as head of security. Once that was done she would have to arraign for all the housework and party prep to be done and notify everyone as to the coming and going of caterers, housecleaners and party prep personnel so that no one would be caught in a compromising situation. Rick took the twins and Donna and went for a swim in the ocean. He had them take turns blowing him underwater, a novel experience to say the least. It turned out Donna could blow him the longest underwater. Neither twin was able to stay under for more than fifteen seconds. Donna's longest time was close to two minutes. Rick ordered the twins to improve and would give a prize to the first of the three that went for longer than three minutes. The following Monday night he dressed his three slaves and leashed them together before heading to Jakes club. The club appeared to be closed. Jake knocked on the side door as he had been told and was admitted to a small room. Once his identity had been confirmed as a member, he and his slaves were admitted into the clubroom. There they saw that the club had undergone a transformation. The tables near the walls had been removed and the walls were festooned with bondage equipment. St. Andrews crosses were mounted here and there; chains with cuffs hung at various places in between and bondage tables and racks replaced regular tables. There was a dunking tank, a wheel and an orgy-sized bed in the middle of the room. Several cages were on the clubs stage and several stocks of varying heights were placed next to the bar. At least half the equipment was in use and slaves, some male some females were chained, tied or fastened to most of the gear and being tortured or fucked or otherwise enjoyed by Masters and Mistresses. Jake was as expected on his couch by the big table and as usual there were slaves of every size and color tied or lounging or attending him. "Rick old man, nice to see you and your toys. Come over here and join me for awhile before you jump into playing." Jake was his usual jovial self, thought Rick. However his attire was not what would pass during normal club hours. Jake wore chaps with nothing under them, an open link chain mail shirt and had a big, big black woman naked at his feet masturbating as she licked on his balls. Rick sat, his ladies kneeling at his feet. "So how's things, as if I have to ask? He glanced around for emphasis. Jake laughed, "Pretty damned good. I have one minor irritation, which I'm in the process of straightening out. Want to take a look? Rick shrugged "Why not." "Good! Ladies we will return in a few moments.' Jake stood motioning Rick to join him. He led the way down in to the basement. "I have had a problem with one of my employees stealing money and dealing drugs. I know she is working with someone. I have too many safeguards in place for her to be able to rip me off without help. Now I could just fire her but with whoever is running her, she would soon be replaced. Jake flipped on the lights revealing a large basement filed with the usual clutter of a busy club, extra tables and chairs, spare stock, holiday decorations stored until the season, etc. The lights gleamed off a large glass case, like a fish tank. Instead of fish it contained a nude woman chained at wrists and ankles. A tube led down from the ceiling plumbing and ended directly over the bound woman's face dripping a liquid of some sort. The tank was partially filled with a pale yellow fluid covering most of the woman's naked body; in fact she had to hold her head up to keep her face out of the substance. Rick and Jake approached as Jake explained, "The tank is used for water bondage normally but I have adapted it to persuade my little thief to talk to me. That pipe above her face leads to the men's room urinal. As my guests relieve themselves up above the piss pours over her face as it fills the tank. If the little bitch doesn't talk soon she will drown in warm piss. The men stood over the tank looking at the struggling woman. Rick unzipped his pants and pissed directly onto the woman's face directing the stream at her mouth and nostrils causing her to gasp and choke. Jake laughed "I love how you get right into the spirit of the thing." He squatted down. "I would suggest you tell me who you're working with bitch, in a few minutes my guests are gonna take a break from playing and from the height of the piss in your tank the flood of piss is going to drown you before the break is over." Just as the woman opened her mouth to speak another stream of hot yellow piss poured from the pipe into her open mouth. The two men watched as she coughed, choked and sprayed the liquid trying to breath. When she recovered she gasped "Mike. Mike is making me do it. Please he'll kill me, if he finds out I told." More piss poured from the pipe, the level now covering the drowning girl's lips. Only her nose remained above the vile fluid. Jake opened a valve and drained enough liquid out of the tank to uncover the girls face. "I think I need to talk to Mike." "Need a hand?" Rick asked. "Yeah he's a big bastard." "Not a problem. I haven't rousted a punk in a few months. It should be fun." They discussed how they planned to handle the big bouncer and went back upstairs. Jake had one of the servant girls go and get Mike. When the large muscular man approached Jake explained that he and Rick needed some help bringing up some heavy equipment from the basement. The three men headed down the staircase to the basement, Rick suddenly slammed his elbow into the Mikes gut and then flipped him head over heels down the stairs. The big man crashed onto the concrete floor of the basement, Rick right behind him. Rick kicked him in the temple taking the fight out of the stunned bruiser. Moments later Mike was cuffed to a support piling, with tape over his mouth. "Well, that was easy." Jake looked at the subdued ex-employee. "Always is when you catch them unprepared." Rick noted. "So, what are you going to do with them?" Jake picked up a table leg from a pile of parts." First I am gonna have a chat with Mike. Then I am gonna dump his ass a few miles from the club. As for the bitch, I am gonna have to mess her up to let people know that nobody can rip me off and get away with it." Rick looked over at the tank that was refilling as the men's room was continually being used. "You might want to drain the tank some or she's not going to be around to let anyone know anything." Jake glanced over at the completely submerged girl. "Damn." He went and opened the drain valve. The girl spit and coughed yellow fluid as she got her first breath of air in nearly a minute. She had been holding her breath since the piss covered her nose, but enough piss had gotten in her lungs that for the next fifteen minutes it was all she could do to breath as she coughed and spit up fluid. Rick hosed the girl and the tank clean draining the fluid and shunting the urinal pipe back into its normal sewage pipe. He helped the dripping and gasping woman from the tank and cuffed her to a chair while Jake interrogated Mike. Occasional thuds punctuated the conversation as Jake applied persuasion in the form of broken bones. The sobbing girls crying and coughing had died down by the time Jake returned to Rick with the results of his questioning. "Seems Mike had quite a racket going on regular club nights. He would shut off the cameras at the bar, while Susie slut here shorted the registers. He also had her selling cocaine and ecstasy to my customers." "Fucking drugs." Rick spat on the girl. "Yeah we had a couple of o.d.'s last month but I thought it was junk the idiots brought in with them. I didn't know we had become the place to go to get high." Jake was pissed; he still held the table leg and was smacking it in his palm. He suddenly screamed and brought the table leg down on the girl's kneecap shattering it. She screamed as the knee was destroyed. Jake raised the leg again and slammed it into her other knee. Rick caught Jakes arm before he could hit her again. "Enough" Jake stood there shaking with anger and wrenched his arm out of Rick's grasp, throwing the bloody table leg across the room. "I ought to kill them both." He spun and stalked away. Rick checked on the girl moaning in pain from her busted knees. Then he went to check the broken and bloody bouncer. Mikes arms were both broken and several ribs also. He hung from the cuffs out cold. His nose was flattened and bloody and several teeth had been broken. Jake returned, "Help me load them in the truck. I am gonna dump them away from the club.' They uncuffed and dragged the bloody body to the service elevator; Rick picked up the whimpering waitress and slung her over his shoulder. He carried her to the waiting elevator and rode up to the back entrance where he dropped her into the clubs delivery van. It took both men to drag the bouncer over to the van to join her. Jake drove through town to a ghetto section on the outskirts. They pushed both bodies, the ex bouncer and the naked waitress out of the truck into an alley. The denizens of the alley had begun to gather around the pair before the van was out of sight. Jake and Rick returned to the club, cleaned up and returned to the party. The two kicked back on the couch, ordering drinks and talking to the various members as they took a food break. Jake, as usual, was surrounded by both his slaves and the members of the local community who were discussing everything from local politics to the various ways of using slaves. Rick was leaning back enjoying being fed by Donna while being serviced by the twins. Rick learned more about local politics during the break then he had in the year they had been on the island. It seemed that just about any local politician could be bought for the right price and they in turn ran the local cops. Some of the local cops were honest but they always got the dead end patrol areas were even should they stumble over "protected interests" it was unlikely to lead to an arrest, let alone a conviction. Rick noticed a slave in an interesting rack. The slave was held in a basic on all fours position with her legs spread. Her head was masked and the mask was tied to a pipe holding her head up and back and a spreader kept her mouth open for easy access. This particular slave had a bar inserted through both breasts near the chest and a heavy weight hung down on the bar between her tits. Rick had never seen such a thick bar inserted through a woman's breasts. Rick walked over to examine the slave and rig a little closer. He slid his cock into her open mouth and let her suck him as he checked out her harness. Once he had his orgasm, he went back over to Jake and asked about the slave and the rig. "The rig is just designed to allow complete access to all the slaves' holes. The bar I had installed to teach her a lesson, she had a habit of back talking." Jake laughed, "You should know that's Maria." Rick looked back at the slave who was being ass fucked by one Dom and had another cumming in her mouth at the same time. "I should have known you'd find a way to control her mouth." "What about that special you wanted tonight? Jake asked. "Nah, it's too late tonight, I think I'll let it go until next time." CHAPTER SIX Party Time Lisa spent the entire week arraigning the details of the party. She had invited over fifty guests, but knowing how word of mouth would spread she had prepped for twice that. She had decided on a pit barbeque at the beach. The new pool was far from finished but the equipment for digging a pit and smoothing the beach were over by the cut back jungle. Thursday workers arrived to set up the tent covers for the food tables, line the pit she had dug and decorate the beach and dock. Friday morning the coals were started and two large pigs were lowered into the pits and covered. When Lisa awoke from her afternoon nap everything was ready. The guests began arriving around seven and by nine the pigs were on the table, music was blasting from the sound system and drinks were flowing liberally. Christy, the twins and Donna were moving from place to place serving food and drinks and the party was in full swing. Rick had wondered why Frieda was missing until he saw who the bartender was. Frieda costumed in an open black vest and tiny thong bikini was behind the bar flipping drinks out as fast as orders came in. Her hair had been styled and had that just tosseled look that takes a stylist to perfect. She wore makeup for the first time since Rick had met her and overall she looked damn good. People were dancing, swimming, eating and playing, all enjoying the warm late summer night. Around two am the party had thinned down to thirty-five or so guests from the 120 that had attended. The pigs were history except for two large sandwiches Rick had hidden in the kitchen fridge. Frieda had set out several bottles and a large tub of iced beers and closed the bar, announcing, "Drinks are self serve from here on out." That brought both cheers and groans from the crowd of young people. Lisa grabbed the microphone, "Thanks Frieda for the excellent job of mixing everyone into a stupor." The group cheered and applauded. "And a round of applause for all my girls, who did a great job of serving you lot." Everyone clapped and yelled. "Ok you guys, Now that the light weights have gone home, do you want to get down and dirty? As expected that got a loud response. "Alright, I need a couple of you muscle bound guys to help me for just a minute." Lisa had no trouble picking volunteers and had the men lift a large wooden box covering her surprise. Under the box was hidden a fifteen foot plastic pool, instead of water it contained 150 gallons of sun warmed oil. She had the guys unroll a ground cover so that the pool sat in the center of a large sheet of plastic. The twins made their appearance at that moment, dressed in tiny green bikinis, their hair tied back in ponytails, and they stepped in sync into the pool and dove under the oil to emerge dripping and glistening in the center of the pool. "Here's the contest. Anyone who can pin and strip them can have them. Or. Give them to anyone else to have. The twins have agreed to fuck whoever pins them on one condition.... If the twins pin the challenger or strip the challenger, they get to sell the defeated pansy to the highest bidder. The loser has to be the new owners slave for the rest of the evening. The crowd shouted enthusiastically and several of the guys and two females pushed towards Lisa hands in the air. Lisa picked one of the bigger well-muscled guys and pulled him up on the stage. "Our first match. Braun, do you agree with the rules? " "Hell yes." "Then let's get this match started." Braun waded into the pool and grabbed for the nearest twin as the other twin slipped to one side. His big hands closed around her forearm and she slipped free leaving him holding a hand full of oil. He grabbed at her again and got his hands on her waist, only to have her twist free in an oily second. The second twin snagged the boys tee shirt from behind and yanked it up over his head. Her sister slid her hands in his swim trunks while he was tangled in his tee shirt and pants him, pushing him backwards over the first twin who had dropped behind his knees. Braun fell with a huge splash and was stripped naked before he knew what had happened. "We have our first Slave of the evening." Lisa announced. Braun shook the oil from his eyes and stood dripping. "What am I bid for this slave? The women began shouting dollar amounts and Lisa tracked the bids until they slowed. "I have seventy five dollars. Do I hear eighty? Going, Going, Gone to Jennifer for eighty dollars." Jennifer squealed and ran up to the stage where Frieda took her money. Braun reached for his clothes and Lisa tossed them to Jennifer. "What you wear is up to your new Mistress." Jennifer hooked the boy by his still dripping wrist and headed back to her seat while Lisa picked one of the two women volunteers. Shari was a surfer and sail boater with strong muscular arms and legs. She was also wearing a one-piece suit that wouldn't be tricked off as easily as Braun's. Shari waded into the pool, dunked herself to get oiled and stayed near the edge so that the twins couldn't get behind her. Emma tried to rush the cautious woman only to get tripped and dropped into the oil sans her thong bottom, which Shari tossed to the crowd of onlookers. Ruby waved her sister back and dove into Shari's legs and found herself with the heavily muscled legs squeezing her mid section as the woman easily removed her top. Shari released Ruby as Emma moved in and sucker punched Emma in the stomach. She caught Emma in a chokehold and stripped her top off as well. Easily holding the naked girl she turned her in a circle showing off the glistening nude as she explored her body to the delight of the crowd. "We have a winner." Lisa shouted to the crowd. Shari took Emma out of the pool and headed off to her blanket to the applause and whistles of the crowd. "Looks like our twins are down one, so we will bring in our backup wrestler. Christy!" Christy in a white bikini joined Ruby in the pool. Ruby reattached her thong bottom while Christy slowly and sensually covered herself with the warm thick oil. Christy and Ruby had no trouble stripping the next several guys that volunteered, even though they both lost either their top or bottom as they wrestled, neither lost both pieces during the same match. Billion Dollar Slaves 02 Ch. 05-06 The second woman volunteer was no match for the girls and was quickly stripped and shown to the crowd. Her bidding went to nearly a thousand dollars and she was led away even as her new owner was unzipping his shorts. Lisa lifted the mike and announced. "We have a personnel grudge match. So take a break ladies." She waved Christy and Ruby from the pool. "It appears Candy and Holly want the same guy, so they have agreed to wrestle in our contest against each other. Winner gets the guy." Candy a longhaired blond with big tits, a flat belly and models legs spoke up. "Not only does the winner get Thomas but the loser gets sold for the weekend and the high bidder has to spank her in front of everyone." Holly, another big titted blond yelled out, "With the Paddle." She held up an oak paddle with holes in the flat end. Lisa looked at the two women, "You have both agreed to the terms of the contest?" When both women nodded Lisa pointed to the pool. The two women quickly got in and faced each other. "Ready. Begin. "Lisa shouted. The two blonds charged each other and grappled in the center of the pool. They seemed about evenly matched until Holly grabbed a handful of Candy's long hair and pulled her head back. Holly slammed her knee into her rival's stomach several quick times. She tripped Candy backwards into the oil and dropped on her breasts with her knees. Still yanking her long hair with one hand she slapped the woman several times back and forth across the face. Candy couldn't get any purchase to escape from the oil-slicked pool. All she could do was scream as Holly belly punched her several times still yanking her around by the hair. Holly rose up and slammed her knee into the Candy's pussy. Candy arched from the blinding pain tearing her own hair out from Holly's grip. Holly immediately made a double fist and slammed it into Candy's face. She brought her fists back and forth across the almost unconscious woman's face until Candy collapsed totally unresisting. Holly stood and again wrapped her hand in Candy's hair pulling her to her unsteady feet. She ordered her opponent to strip. Candy didn't respond fast enough so Holly yanked on her hair and slapped her. "Strip bitch." Holly ordered. Candy fumbled with the ties and dropped her top into the pool. She pushed down the bottoms of her bikini and let them fall into the pool. "Spread your legs bitch; show them that nasty skanky pussy." Candy spread her legs and her pussy lips. "Now, beg for someone to buy your nasty ass and use you as a whore for the whole weekend." Candy pleaded with the crowd to buy her and use her for the weekend. She promised to be her owner's whore. Holly dropped the defeated bimbo into the pool and waded out. She picked up the paddle and waved it to the group. "Don't forget the new owner gets to paddle her in front of everyone." Lisa turned on the mike and greeted the crowd, "How's that for a battle? Let's start the bidding on the weekend whore!" Moments later Candy was sold for $2300.00. Her new owners were a couple that took turns admonishing the beaten girl with the paddle while the crowd and especially Holly and her man cheered. The couple offered to allow anyone how wanted to fuck the new slave and got a bunch of guys to line up and use every hole the poor girl had. The party broke up around five. Everyone congratulated Lisa on an excellent time. Candy left naked on a leash and dog collar provided by Lisa, crawling behind her new owners.