Unlimited pleasure for the Rich and Famous

[Master T.]

Thomas:

She was wonderful. Her young , wet, shining body to me was the strongest aphrodisiac I could ever imagine. And where I had been afraid before she might not be liking my attentions her whole demeanor was one big Yes! Now – oh god, I loved it. It was so good to feel desired, wanted. Pressing her against me – almost too hard for a moment – I wanted to melt into her. It had been a long time since I last had felt so much more than merely a physical “exchange of body fluids” and I was basking in the glow that seemed to surround us like an oyster of which our passion was the pearl.

“Oh yess...” she moaned, pressing her perfect globes against my aching, hungry cock. I felt the slippery warmth of her ass cheeks surround me. Her hands were pulling me tight, her nails probably leaving red marks that would vanish later but right now were as red-hot glowing as was my poker. My hands were pulling, holding, squeezing her breasts like it was the last hold I hand on the little bit of control I had left.

Rubbing my dick against her velvety skin, sliding it close to and over her rear door, my mouth found her neck under her now wet and heavy golden curls. Nibbling and licking I found her ear, the special tender spot right behind it. A little kiss, followed by a hoarse and probably rather incoherent whisper into her ear, my breath caressing her moist skin: “Can I ... I mean ... you know ... just like that ... or would you rather have me get ... protection ...”

My dick in the meantime had slid into the valley of her soft folds, rubbing along her decidedly slippery slit without penetrating her. My right hand now trailing from her wonderful breasts that seemed to be made to be fondled by my to the precious button between her legs. I could feel my cock move and my fingers spread her nether lips a little further so the friction would be increased, her tender flesh almost wrapping around my ready to burst member, just waiting for the tiniest move of her to shoot right into heaven ....

 

[Make_My_Day]

Medusa

The passion.. the desire.. I was the soap in his hands, sliding through his fingers.
His eager manhood slid between the folds of my ever so burning lower lips.. God how I wanted to feel him inside of me, how I was drifting, all my energy drawn to focus on the sensations he gave me… the house could burn down.. I would never have known what hit me. Completely shut off from anything that happened outside of our shared aura.

He whispered something in my ear, and as I knew I would regret it later I ignored my rational thoughts and answered him by directing my opening against his waiting spear.. and slowly pierced myself on it.
As I swallowed up his shaft I experienced my first orgasm.. right there and then.. that is how much I wanted him. Although I suppressed it in order to extend the sensory high, I let out the moans that started from deep within my belly and he must have noticed the slight shaking and shivering of my body. God.. how I love the feeling of a cock entering .. with the right foreplay, it got me every time..

As his erection filled me up completely, a deep moan escaped his throat as well.. I could hear how he had held his breath and was now letting it all out finally. We paused a moment, trying to regain our posture and self control.
I firmly embraced the edge of the tub, curved my back, turning my ass up and slowly started to slide back and forth over his rock hard member.. knowing we had to take it slow not to cum right away..

 

[Master T.]

Thomas:

She didn't leave any questions unanswered when she pushed back on my cock - impaling herself on my fiery rod.

Ohh god, she felt wonderful, so tight, her ass in front of me pressing into my pubes as whe froze for a moment, enjoying that very special, this very intimate and this spiritual moment of the first union. I hear her moan - and had to concentrated hard on not spilling my load that very moment.

Her pussy engulved me like a glove of the finest leather, so smooth and yet just providing a friction to drive to the brink of ecstasy... "not yet, damn, man , not yet - hold it ... think ... lemons ... income tax statement ... no chance ... no, not yet .... "

She bent forward, clinging now hard to the edge of the tub and I knew it couldn't last forever. But she took it slow, assuring her of my eternal gratitude that moment for not making me spoil it with a coule of fast moves, I couldn't have lasted.

I looked down and watched my cock, shining and quivering reappear between her ass cheecks and then slide back into its warm sheath, disappeearing to only reappear again a moment later. I only had one choice if I wanted to keep it up long enough for her to enjoy another climax. Determined I reached between our bodies, and circled my cock with my thumb and indexfinger, forming a tight ring, imitating a cock ring that had served me many times before to prolongue my erection. I usually had put them on a lot earlier though and only could hope that a part of the effect would be obtained like that. My other hand slid to the love button of my nymph, my imp, my mermaid, to coax her into the mind shattering orgasm I was fast and securely approaching. Only a few more strokes and I would simply explode ... a last thought spent on the fact that I better should pull back out before ...

Her knuckles turning white as she held on to the edge of the tub indicated her own urgency and need, as did her and my ragged and labored breathing - and I was more than willing to comply (for as long as I still could ...)

(OOC: I have to ask forgiveness for typos or inconsistency, have to go and ~uhmmm~ find something more comfortable to wear now )

 

[Nymph]

Julie grew a little more bold as she sipped the fruit juice Frank had given her. If she wanted to stay here, she'd have to prove she could please the customers...and it was a gift from heaven that she would be able to start with such a gentle, kind man.

Please, forgive me Paul.

Julie decided that it was time she showed her...ability. She crossed her bare legs, and stretched, feigning tiredness, 'unadvertedly' pushing forward her breasts, which strained against her tank top...

 

[catlover]

Frank

"Are you tired, Julie?" I asked, knowing that she had just arrived and might have had a long stressful day.

"Maybe you would like to stretch out and take a nap? Would you like me to massage your back and neck? or your feet? Tell me what I can do to make you more comfortable", as I arose and walked toward the bed, since she hadn't taken my suggestion to sit over by the fire

 

[Merelan]

she thrust deeper and I could feel her cumming, wishing, oh wishing she wasn't wearing the condom. Pulling out and playing with it, she casually dropped it over the side.
splat. I giggled, and cuddled down into her arms, asking once again to teach me.

For starters, just keep being yourself." Kissing me on the nose.
"You've got good instincts, and technical aspects, especially of BDSM, are like chess; easy to
learn the basics, but you spend a lifetime perfecting your game."

My body was already in shut down, but my mind persisted, as usual to run on. Laying there in her arms.
"Then I guess I better start tomorrow." Hushing her with a kiss on the lips. The last thing I remembered was her arms wrapping around me, as I drifted off. Warm, secure, and sexually satisfied, for now.

 

[Make_My_Day]

Medusa

(OOC: Due to the motive.. and for that motive only.. You are forgiven )

IC:
I wanted to slow sown.. make it last longer, but soon I had no control anymore over my muscles and how they contracted.. kneading, grasping for his armed gun. I tried to hold back, clinging to the edge of the tub, focus to keep my body under control.. but it was too late..

It begun as a trembling, then a shivering.. and at that point I knew I could not turn back.. “oh god.. Oh Oh gohod” I moaned to announce that I had reached this point of no return.

My vaginal muscles squeezing him inside of me.. steadily contracting faster and faster now that the brakes were off.. the quivering gradually expanding from the centre.. how could he else but give in..
His hands firmly grabbed my hips and pulled me back as I was no longer able to thrust.. the rest of my muscles went limb as all my energy seemed to be absorbed by my few muscles surrounding, embracing his cock..

With only a few delightfully rough.. even beastly thrusts.. he released his semen deep into my body, our moaning and roaring the proof of the battle we had fought..

 

[SpectreT]

Kerry Collins, MD

Her warmth and soft breathing were lulling me to sleep, and it seemed she was already there. I closed my eyes, and let myself drift off......

* * * * * * *

I woke up first, and thanked whatever dieties cared to listen for the wonderful turn my life had taken. I heard a soft rasping noise as I moved my legs, and sighed. Time to shower and clean up. I gently disentangled myself from Shadow, trying desperately not to wake her, scooped up my pill case, popped my hormone booster, then dove into the shower.

I fought the urge to start singing as I coated myself from the waist down in depillatory gel, waiting for the tingle just before the burn that told me it was time to rinse the raspy stubble away. I checked my face, forearms, and underarms, then coated them with the stuff as well. Better safe than sorry. I rinsed myself off, then rubbed myself down with a towel. I padded back into my room to find Shadow awake, and pawing through my clothing. She looked up as I entered.

"Good morning, Mistress," I said, carefully casting my eyes down. "Have you taken your birth control pill yet?"

 

[Merelan]

Shadow:
Damn it. She was up and in the shower before me. I normally never slept past dawn, but the night before had exhausted me. Rummaging through her clothes I found a few that might work, with a little help from my scissors.

"Good morning, Mistress." She had been too quick, I wasn't quite ready.
"Have you taken your birth
control pill yet?"

"No, I forgot. Damn it. Naughty slave, distracting me like that. Thank you for reminding me though." Giving her a quick kiss, as I lifted her face to me. All I wanted right this minute, was to tumble her back into bed, but I knew she had an appointment. Besides, I was suppose to be working too.

"Here are your things dear. I have had to make a few adjustments. You are a Doctor, correct? Well then. A lab coat is necessary, to give the patient condfidence. But first." Handing her a strapless corset, one of mine, so too small for her. I had also cut out the center of the breast area. Helping her strap it on.
"Can you breath okay?" As it dawned on her that this wasn't hers. Spinning her, I pulled at her nipples, bringing them through the holes. Giving a quick suck on each, moaning, again my thoughts throwing her to the bed.
"Now this." A tiny thong, a scrap of fabric so small you would throw it away. Helping her slip it on, tucking her cock, her awakening cock, into it.
"Naughty girl. Someone is awake. And he will be seen if he stays awake." This was all new to me, and I hoped I was doing it right. She had been right in that this took practise. My own pussy was soaked by now, wanting to bend over and have her fill me again. Taking a deep breath.
"Now, those legs, those long beautiful legs. Smooth?" Letting my hands caress their them. "Oh good girl. Turn away." Running my hands over her ass, feeling it's smoothness too. My thoughts no longer on being Mistress, but on kneeling and devouring her, kissing the smoothness, the satin of her.
"Put those on now." Pointing to the white thigh highs, and the spiked heels. She looked down at the heels, a look of uncertainty crossing her mind.
"Now." A coldness entering my voice. How dare she pause. Sitting back in a chair, letting my hands slowly finger myself as I watched her draw them on. She took her time, teasing me, I know. I felt it. Now she slowly bent, her ass sticking straight up, as she strapped the heels on.
"Yes baby." I moaned as I watched, highly aroused.

"Hungry? Let's put your labcoat on and then..." Glancing over at the chains. I wondered if she had meant it. Or should we save it for another time. Her fingers fumbled as she buttoned the coat. "No. Only the top two buttons dear. I want them to see what a slut you are. Our slutty doctor." Looking her over I smiled. The coat was long and hid what she was wearing, except the heels. But at every move it lifted enough to show her ass, and the front barely covered her corset.
"I need to grab a quick shower, come wash me." She looked down.
"No. You leave that on. If it gets wet you shall be punished for soiling the clothes I have chosen for you. Come."

 

[SpectreT]

Kerry Collins, MD

After she turned away, I rolled my eyes. A shower? I was going to get soaked to the skin, and she knew it! I'd seen her glance at the chains, then away. I followed her to the shower, and grabbing a bath mitt and some body gel, got ready to be soaked again. Her corset was squeezing me, but I could manage. For about another three hours. After that, I'd be bruised and stiff. At least she was nice about the shower, blocking most of the water and letting me soap her on the side opposite.

"Mistress? I was serious about being shackled. I only balked at the shoes because I don't think I can use the stairs leg-ironed in these heels. And the cuffs are a little tricky, they're genuine corrections department issue, so the double-lock is a smaller keyhole rather than a lever." Ah, the multitasking mind at work. Her 'slut doctor' was happily touching her beautiful body all over, and concerned about the few drips of water I'd already gotten on myself, 'Horny Kerry' just wanted to bend her over and fuck her silly right here in the shower, and I was taking my duties as mentor in the Bondage world seriously as well. I had a pretty severe hard-on that would show nicely with every step I took in this cropped lab coat. My nipples were on display as well. I fought down a grin. Today was going to be fun, I think....

 

[Merelan]

Shadow:
I didn't even have to splash her, she managed to get a few drops on her by herself. Though I had a very hard time ignoring her hands. My whole being crying out for her to fuck me. Slam me against the shower wall and fuck me crazy. And that's what she wanted too, her cock never losing it's complete hardness.
Letting her towel me, I pretended to notice the water on her coat.
Touching one of them I smiled, a naughty, hopefully, evil smile.
"Did I not tell you to not get wet?"

 

[SpectreT]

Kerry Collins, MD

I dipped a lazy wink, hoping she'd understand I was playing again.

"But Mistress, the shower... you had to know your slut was going to get wet, there was no way to avoid..."

She cut me off with a stern look.

 

[Master T.]

Thomas:

She was so tight - so young - so incredibly sexy with her golden, glowing body and her damp tangled blonde mane, decorated with tiny drops of the bath water and little traced of foam here and there - a ready and willing subject to the assault of my cock.

My mind, unable to follow any clear strand of thought, drifted into the pure animalistic regions. My groin seeming the center of my being I pushed into her, my hand was holding tight to the root of my cock to prolongue the moment of sheer, pure ecstasy for as long as possible... but then nothing more would save me from the inevitable. A moan - a shiver, immediately followed by the vice-like tightening of her pussy muscles.

Hormones roaring, transfering me back to my ancestral neaderthal roots, I grabbed her by her waist, pulling her back against me - hard, thus letting go of the hold on my cock. Ohhh sweet agony as I felt the pressure rise from my tight and well-filled balls. Ramming my cock into her sweet wet and twitching cunt.

I groaned - that moment probably more behaving like a stallion or any other animal in heat instead of an educated gentleman, but I couldn't care less. This was no love making anymore - I was simply fucking the little she-animal in front of me. And then I came - hard, feeling the milky seed shoot out of my body to be absorbed by hers, that moment no thought of retreat crossed my hormone fogged mind. Grunting I humped her a few more times, feeling the sweat mingle with the steam that evaporated from the hot and scented water before I simply tumbled on top of her for a moment, trying to regain my breath before I felt my cock sliding out of the sheath that had so delightfully hosted me for a while and wrappin my arms tight around her,I slowly returned from my wild and primitive planet of lust back to earth.

Holding her, cradling her like a baby almost I pulled her back into the warm water with me, now me sitting behind her and her in my lap on the opposite side of the tub we had just been leaning on. I gently brushed back her colden curls and twisted her hed, gently, softly nibbling and kissing my way up her neck along her ear and then to her lips, kissing her, drinking in her scent and taking each breath . I was exhausted and on a high at the same time, I just held her, letting my hands idly trace the curves of her body as if I was sculpting her from clay.

With closed eyes I listened to our breathing slowing again, just relaxing, basking in the afterglow of one of the most fantastic, amazing orgasms I had expereinced in a long time.

 

[Make_My_Day]

Medusa

(damn.. now I have to and change..)

There are two moment.. in life that describe heaven for me; first, the stage between sleep and awakening.. and second.. the moment after a mutually incredible orgasm..
That feeling must be the feeling you would get from drifting on clouds.. and although many people tried, I knew you could not get such a feeling with drugs.. not nearly as good as the real thing anyway..

And there we were.. our bodies in the tub.. intertwined.. maybe even being one, or at least as close as being one as possibly could. His fingers stroking me gently, his lips, my neck, my lips.
I carefully turned to kiss and hold him.. the only sound were the soft lashing of the water and our respiration, as the evidence of our passion slowly fading..

I did not want to speak, I did not want to move.. I wanted this moment to last for ever.. but alas.. nothing ever does, that’s the our only eternity.
I opened my eyes as I slowly parted from his lips. I did not have to speak, I couldn’t.. but I suppose my eyes, said enough.. we both sighed.
My fingers slowly followed the contours of his face, my eyes following.. I wanted to swallow up every gorgeous detail. Imprint it in my mind. Never in my life had I felt such a strong a passion for anyone to be acting upon it in such a short time. And it amazed me to realise that I felt no regret whatsoever for given myself so easily.

I looked up into his eyes and faintly smiled “I think you should rest now..” I finally whispered “and.. I need to get back to work..”. He nodded.
We couldn’t raise from the water without tasting each others lips one more time. We dried off, silently, just watching each other and I was still mesmerised..
I went back into the room after picking up my pile of cloths from the chair and lay them on the bed. He followed shortly after and lay down on the bed, on his side, his head leaning on one hand, watching me get dressed with a teasing smile on his face.

I was finished and stood before him. With my costume back on, I felt my business like self again. I put my hands in my sides and with my head sliding one way I looked down on this peace of art.. and sighed. “Pity I have to go.. but I’ll make it up with you real soon” wickedly smiling. I bent over to kiss him once again.
At the door I turned “Oh.. and if you need anything, I’ll be in my office. You can also call upon Claudette, she will provide you with anything you might need.”
Just before I wanted to close the door behind me I swung it open again “Oh and Thomas..” he looked back up “make yourself at home” wrinkling my nose as I smiled.

I descended the stairs, my head turned down as I tried to get my blouse right, I hadn’t tucked it in too well. “There you are” I heard a voice say. I looked up and instantly blushed as I looked into Louis’ eyes. He was standing at the bottom of the stairs.
He followed me into the office. “I want you to know that I took Mickie to the airport this morning” I had walked around my desk and looked up at him. “What?” my first impulse was to get angry.
He sighed “She rambled something about Claudette and sisters and being homesick. I couldn’t refuse her”.
There was a brief silence in my office and Louis knew exactly what I was thinking. He could read my eyes like no other.
“Look” he continued “she has only been here.. what.. a day.. two nights.. she won’t tell anything to anybody. I made sure she understood that she shouldn’t”.
I sat down in my chair and looked outside. “I hope you’re right, I cannot afford a leek. There are careers and reputations at stake here”.
I took a deep breath and regained my posture “don’t let it happen again” I sternly said. I was slightly afraid of his reaction, nobody talked to him like that. But he didn’t say anything, just nodded and walked away.

I returned to gaze outside. My mind was a jumping; thoughts of concern and flashes of the delightful experience with my new guest..

 

[Merelan]

Shadow:

"It is not for you to chastise me." Reaching over I pulled up the chains.
"Now. You will wear these to breakfast, and possibly your interview, if I so choose. That is the punishment." Fumbling with them, not even beginning to know how to attch them.
"Umm. Help me though?" Breaking into a slight giggle as I lost the mistress pose.

 

[SpectreT]

Kerry Collins, MD

I went to my purse and dug out the key.

"Handcuffs, in and of themselves, are very simple. The tricky part is the double-lock mechanism. That's so they won't get any tighter. Too tight, and these babies can cause nerve damage." I took her wrist and traced the area where the base of the thumb and wrist met. "The Radial nerve, here, is especially vulnerable. On cheaper handcuffs, the double lock is a sliding bar, kind of like a switch. On these, though, you set it with the key, here, like this." I showed her. "To prevent any Houdini impersonations, put the key-holes away from the fingers. The hancuffs clip onto this belly chain here, and the trailing chain goes down to the leg-iron chain to keep it from dragging or being a tripping hazard. The leg-irons work just like handcuffs, so it should be fairly simple. You've seen them transport dangerous felons on the news, right?" She nodded. "Well, these are what those corrections officers use, so that should give you an idea about how this should look when you're done." To give her a better idea, I clipped he leg-irons on myself, then the waist belt, putting the clip for the handcuffs in back.

Grinning up at her, I said "Game On." Putting on a worried look, I whimpered, "Does this mean you're going to gag me, too? Oh, mistress, this is humiliating enough, isn't it? For some water on my sleeve?" Hoping she got the hint, and gagged me as well.

 

[Merelan]

Shadow:

Smiling the whole time she showed me how it all worked. Soon she was snapped in and locked. I clicked the final one on the cuffs and then deliberately ignored her plea for a gag. I dug around till I found a long chain and then hung the key on it, around my belly. I slipped on a short wrap skirt, one of hers, and a cropped t-shirt. No bra, no panites. Then taking the lead in my hand I coldly smiled.
"Oh yes. One last thing. Remember this?" Dangling the gag from my hand. "Pay back's a bitch baby." It took me a bit but I figured all the straps and such. Once gagged she could only mutely plea with her eyes, which I avoided. Knowing I would give in and let her free, something neither of us wanted.
"Mistress is hungry, time to go find something to eat, or play with." And jerked on the lead. The heels were making it very awkward for her, so I kept the pace slow, making sure to sway my ass now and again to tease her.

 

[SpectreT]

Kerry Collins, MD

It was a good thing she avoided my eyes, and turned to lead the way. She would have seen them shining with pride, and that might have ruined her little scene. Her instincts were terriffic for someone who's never played before, even moderating her pace to accomodate my stilted gait. I hoped she'd remember the way to the kitchen. If not, I could always play guide dog.

The wriggle of her ass was so distracting, though, and the feel of my mouth stuffed with this rubber ball were conspiring to keep me hard despite the awkward walk. I needn't have worried, though. The stairs were almost as tough as I had feared, causing a delay, but Shadow found the kitchen on her own, using my shortcut.

 

[Merelan]

Shadwo: I was careful not to tug too much, though at one point I thought about having her get on her hands and knees. I was nervous. What if someone saw us? then my mind wandered to the obvious. They were suppose. I had her good and tight now. Finding the kitchen without too much trouble. Now, were there set times we were suppose to eat? and was it together? I would have to feed her, or let her hands free. But spying the household at I thought better. No, she would eat from a saucer, from the floor, or my lap.
Now, where was everyone? Or should i make something on our own.

 

[Make_My_Day]

Medusa

I shook myself out of my thoughts.. and turned back to my computer to finish what I had started.
I sighed.. how the hell was I supposed to concentrate. I stared at the screen.
My body went all warm and tinkling as flashing of my little adventure with Thomas appeared to me.
God, it turned me all on again just thinking about it.

I placed my hands flat on the big wooden desk and pushed myself to my feet “Right!” I said to myself this isn’t working.. let’s eat something first
The sleepless night and the exercise this morning had left me pretty hungry..

 

[Merelan]

Shadow:
There was no one about so I decided my little slut girl and i would make something. Rummaging through the huge refrigerator I found the makings of an awesome salad, some small marinating steaks and fresh corn on the cob. Yum. It had been years since i had tasted that. Glancing over at her, waiting patiently, though shifting from one foot to another, I grinned. Imagining how she would manage that, with dripping butter.
"Now Dr. Slut." Her head whipping towards me. Grinning from ear to ear I continued. "Guess I better be the cook. You just watch. Need to sit?" She slowly nodded, but lowered her head.
"It's okay then. Sit. "No." My voice firm. "Not in the chair.
"Slutty girls sit on the floor. With the other pets."

 

[Master T.]

Thomas:

I was watching my "muse" get dressed again after we had reluctantly left our warm wet place in the tub. It was not as nice as watch her undress - I had to admit though it added to the thrill to be the one laying lazy in bed while she got ready to leave... usually it was the other way round.

I cuddled into the wonderful crisp fresh sheets - her enchanting vision on my mind - and drifted into a relaxing nap after she had gone.


~ ~ ~ ~ ~

I woke after a while, and with a chuckle listened to my tummy causing the funniest sounds. Oh god - I felt EXCELLENT! Alas - hungry!

Stretching and yawning a few times I hopped under the shower - the now empty tub rekindling an intense spark of excitement. After turning the water mixer to a definite "COLD" I felt ready to face the world of this marvelous place. Putting on a blue polo shirt, frayed jenas shorts and my canvas slippers and forsaking my first urge to shave I felt incredibly young and rebellious again - it had been ages I had dressed as cassual.

Following my intuition and my rumbling stomach I headed through the corridors, hoping my nose would guide me to something edible.

 

[SpectreT]

Kerry Collins, MD

I sighed, and tried a couple of times to get to the floor, but there wasn't enough slack in the legirons to manage it without falling. Glancing back at her I shrugged, then adjusted my stance to something I could maintain for a while. My stomach chose that moment to gurgle, giving us both a small fit of the giggles.

 

[Merelan]

Shadow:
I saw her try. Oops. That wwasn't possible. Okay. Then her stomach gurgles and mine answered. We both giggled. I wrapped my arms around her.
"Baby, I want you for lunch." But then my tummy growled again, protesting. This sent us both off. I tried to act stern.
"How dare you laugh at me." But this made it worse. Next thing I knew I was clinging to her and trying to hold her up while we both laughed, hungry and tired from all our nightly activity.
"I better get a move on before we both faint in hunger." Starting the steaks on the grill right outside the door. Chattering at her as she could only stand, mute and helpless. Everytime I walked by her I would touch her. Rub against her. Petting her like a little dog at times, and roughly grabbing various parts of her at others.
"Let's eat outside, in the sun. I want to fuck you. What dressing on the sald? A vinagrette perhaps?" The whole while I chopped and cooked, I kept interspersing one liners like that into the conversation. Pouring the wine, everything was done. The corn draining. The steaks to perfection and a fresh salad. Of course, I had cooked way too much for the two of us. That's what came from working on the reservation kitchen. Oh well. Someone would eat it.
Just as I turned to undo her chains Medusa entered, and right behind her an incredibly sexy man, dressed in cutoffs. I blushed as they stood for a moment, staring at Dr. Slut.

 

[Master T.]

thomas

Just as I was wondering if ever I should find the dining room or anything similar pleasant I noticed a moving shadow down one of the halls. Since I figured it was pretty much my only chance to ask someone for directions I follwed.

To my delight I then noticed a cream and green shade as I turned around the next corner ... my nymph from the most fabulous of mornings was there. She must not have seen me, since she kept her pace, directed to a precise destination it seemed. Well, wherever she was going, I was sure she would be able to tell me whree I could grab a bite to eat ...

My question was answered a split second later as I followed her through a door that lead into the kitchen - and for a moment my hunger was the last thing on my mind!

What a show - Gagged and shackled, wearing what only could be passing as a nurse's or doctor's uniform stood a beautiful Lady, helpless but not at all seeming ubset about the "state of affairs". Rummaging through the veggies and salads, working the grill outide was another gorgeous girl, obviously with some kind of indian heritage along the line.

I could barely stop in time to not bump into Madame Medusa - something I really wanted to avoid, since she would without a doubt have noticed the hardening bulge in my short jeans.

Right now I felt famished - alas, I wasn't sure if it was only the lack of food making my head spin and my hormones go berserk, or if it was the rather unusual and completely unexpected display I was confronted with.

Taking a deep breath and caughing gently I tried to catch the attention of the incredible beauties assembled in the Mansion's kitchen - after all I didn't want to be considered a voyeur, although, seeing those girls together wouldn't be something I would skip if the chance arose.

"Geeze Thomas - get a grip on yourself! You aren't a horny teenager anymore, are you? Wasn't it about time you introduced yourself?" ... but all I brought forward was a silly "Excuse me Ladies - I was wondering if I could get a bite to eat ..."