BDSM Beach 

by Shon Richards

http://erotiterrorist.blogspot.com/2007/03/bdsm-beach.html


For months this story was in my work file as "Spring Break Story". Literally the day before I posted the first preview, I realized I still didn't have a title. Wordslut suggested 'BDSM Beach' and I was struck by how un-subtle that was. I love fancy titles but I have a fondness for the ones that say "Look, it's a story about the beach and a lot of BDSM stuff. You interested?"


Seeking Spring Break Submissives

Tired of reading about submission? Afraid to be submissive with the people you know? Want to run away and be a submissive for a week with no expectation of commitment?
Experienced male dom looking for novice female submissives for weeklong service in Cancun. All body types and races accepted. Food and lodging will be provided; you need only provide your own transportation and your submission. E-mail springbreakdom@yahoo.com.


Fiction: Spring Break Story Second Preview
Thank you for your interest in my advertisement. Please fill out the following form and return it along with a photo of you.

{Section A: General Information}

Name:

Age:

Gender:

Do you have any health concerns?

Current relationship status:

{Section B: Sexual History}
Be as descriptive as possible.

Have you ever:

Given a blow job?

Given a hand job?

Masturbated for a lover?

Had intercourse?

Had anal sex?

Masturbated with a toy?

Used an anal toy?

Had sex with a woman?

Had sex with more than one person at a time?

{Section C: Personal Submission Information}

How did you first come to realize you were submissive?

List any BDSM books, blogs or stories you have read.

Describe a BDSM fantasy you have masturbated to.

If you have had any BDSM-related experience, please describe.

{Section D: Essay Questions}
Answer on a separate sheet.

What is your ideal of what a dominant is?

What do you think you offer as a submissive?

Why do you want to be chosen for this vacation?




Fiction: BDSM Beach Part One
Cassie was very horny. Sitting next to her on the plane was a most attractive medical-school senior named Doug who kept stealing glances at her chest. Six times he had brought up the idea of their getting together in Cancun, and he kept trying to get her hotel address. Cassie Henderson, whose last boyfriend had thighs the size of Dougs forearms, was having the worst time keeping her accommodations a secret. She just kept reminding herself that she was going to Cancun for something better than sex with a handsome graduate student.

Ill be right back. I need to use the ladies room, she said, getting out of her seat.

Doug grinned. Need a partner for the Mile-High Club?

Cassie paused and looked at him. Doug kept grinning, most likely because he had to look up past her D-cup breasts to make eye contact.

No, thanks, Im going to try to join the club solo.

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The shocked look on Dougs face made Cassie giggle. Three steps later, though, she was blushing. What on earth had made her say that to him? She wasnt even in Cancun yet, and she was feeling like a completely different person. The old Cassie, the one who dated nerds like herself, would never have said such a thing to a boyfriend, much less a handsome stranger. The old Cassie had had a hard time admitting to her girlfriends that she masturbated, and here she was bragging about it. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that she really was going to the ladies room to masturbate.

The bathroom was tiny. She barely had room to turn around, especially with her rather round ass. The toilet seat looked clean, but because she was sharing a toilet with a plane full of other college students on their way to spring break, Cassie decided to clean it a few times with the flimsy toilet paper. She debated leaving her pants on while she masturbated, but that felt like cheating. If Cassie was going to masturbate in a public restroom, she was going to do it right.

She pulled her pants down to her ankles, along with the bright-red thong that had come in the mail. She sat down and spread her thighs as much as the cramped quarters would allow. Two fingers in her cunt, two fingers on her clit, Cassie began stroking.

Oh, God, she moaned. She was startled by the volume of her own voice. Her cunt was wetter than any time she could remember. For a moment, she worried that the people in the plane could hear her, but then she relaxed as she realized that the sounds 100 college students hitting on one another would drown out any noise she could make.

Her fingers kept stroking, and Cassie purred at the way her body was reacting. This whole trip was such a crazy idea, but she couldnt deny how much her body loved it. Her nipples were hard, straining against her bra and T-shirt. Inside her shoes, her toes were curling, and when a strand of blond hair fell across her mouth, Cassie bit down on the lock just to have something in her mouth. It was as if her entire body had been rewired into a machine designed only for orgasms.

Why shouldnt her body be this way? She had been craving this trip ever since shed seen a copy of The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty, by Anne Rice, at the bookstore. Cassie had timidly bought the book after spending an hour reading it in a corner of the store. In those flowery pages was her first glimpse of the world of submission and dominance. It also had sex, so much dirty, naughty, wonderful sex mingled with pain, denial and cruelty. Cassie had spent her life up to that point reading her mothers romance novels, and shed always felt as if there were something missing from them. With her first BDSM book, she finally felt as though she had found what her heart, mind and pussy had been craving.

That first book also gave her her first taste of carpal tunnel from masturbating. Now, in the bathroom, her technique was much better. Short, rapid thrusts into her cunt were something shed picked up from a story online. Stroking her clit was something shed read about in a Black Lace novel about a dominatrix music teacher.

In the few short years since shed first read Beauty, Cassie had learned an immense amount about masturbating and fantasies but damn little about real-life BDSM. As easy as it was to imagine being a willing submissive slut, it seemed almost impossible for Cassie to bring it up with her boyfriends. They were all sweet guys who thought rough sex was when you made the girl sleep in the wet spot. Cassie could never bring herself to tell these Buffy the Vampire Slayer fans that what she really wanted in bed was to be slapped till tears ran down her face. Instead, they licked her cunt while she imagined being held down by unforgiving leather straps.

Oh, God, I hope he has leather, Cassie thought with a moan. Her fingers worked faster as her mind drifted to the ad that had led her to spend her savings on a trip she could barely afford. This semester, she had decided to skip having a boyfriend and focus on getting spanked before 2007 was over. She haunted kinky dating Web sites, read Usenet groups and bought six BDSM dating books as she worked up the courage to somehow put herself out there on the Internet in the hope of finding a pervert like herself. Cassie had not quite been able to bring herself to actually place a personal ad. Unable to admit her interest to boyfriends and friends, she found it twice as hard to put herself out in the Internet where the anonymous world could see.

Then she saw it. A simple advertisement from a dom looking for newbie submissives to share a beach house during spring break. Room and board were provided on one condition  obedience.

It was a reckless ad. Everything Cassie had read about safe, sane and consensual screamed that this kind of an offer was wrong. Going to a foreign country to serve a man she had never met? It was crazy. It was ludicrous. That sort of thing turned out well only in erotica, never in real life.

But it was a chance to explore her submissive side with a man she had never met and might never meet again. Cassie had responded to the ad, filled out the questionnaire he sent to her and then put on the red thong that came with a small handwritten note: Masturbate to climax while on the plane.

And here she was, masturbating in the planes restroom on her way to spring break. Her parents, whod searched her bedroom once a month during high school for drugs and cigarettes, didnt blink when she told them she was going to Cancun. Her friends, whod refused to watch Bound with her, encouraged her to get laid a dozen times. It was as if spring break were some magical free pass to misbehave; why not use that free pass to do something she really wanted to do?

She kept stroking her cunt as she pictured what she wanted. She wanted to be blindfolded and bent over. She wanted to be spanked till she could take no more and then spanked a whole lot more. She wanted to whimper like O, moan like Beauty, scream like Mr. Greys secretary and climax like Amaya. As her fingers worked her cunt, Cassie imagined taking each of their places over and over again.

The climax bloomed inside her. She thought of the dom who had ordered her to do this, and it sent her over the edge. Cassies body shook, and she jammed her fingers into her cunt as harshly as she could.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, she whimpered. Masturbating at someone elses command so much better than doing it by herself.



Part Two

This is worse than pledge week, Cassie said. The airport was a chaotic mess of flesh, suitcases and designer T-shirts. Hundreds of impatient kids were all in a hurry to get to taxis, beaches and hotels, but no one knew where the fuck he was going. People bounced off one another, screaming at the top of their lungs for some sort of direction. Cassie shuddered to think of what these people would be like once they had a few  or a lot of  beers in them.

Outside the terminal, Cassie looked for her ride. For one brief moment, she worried that maybe they wouldnt be waiting here for her. Maybe it was all one big joke that some asshole played on wannabe submissives like herself. This thought didnt come from an overly pessimistic worldview; rather, it was a reaction to the idea that there were people in the world as eager as she was to be as kinky.

A huge weight lifted from her shoulders as she saw the sign, a simple white board with her name on it. A woman was holding it up. The weight was replaced with a delicious shiver. Having her name there for everyone to see made her feel that she really was a submissive, not just a girl with a sore wrist and a secret library.

The only thing that bothered her was that there were other names on the list: Danielle, Melinda and Alisha. Cassie had known she wasnt going to be the only person coming, but somehow she had hoped she was.

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Cassie wondered which one was holding up the board. The woman was a tall brunette wearing a red one-piece swimsuit. Her hair was tied into a long braid that swung down her back as she turned her head. She wore black sunglasses that covered her face like a blindfold.

Hi, Im Cassie.

The woman lowered her sign. Welcome to Cancun. Youre the last to arrive. My name is Julia.

Cassie scanned the sign and confirmed that Julias name wasnt listed.

Is there a problem? Julia asked.

Cassie straightened her back and lowered her chin just as the submissives did in stories she had read. No, maam.

Good, fall in line, and lets go, Julia said.

Cassie looked where Julia was pointing and saw three other girls standing nervously. In the raucous crowd of carefree students on spring break, the tense, stiff girls stood out like geeks at a frat party. Cassie brought her bag with her and joined the line that was already following Julia to the parking lot. Instead of enjoying the beauty of the Caribbean sun, Cassie stole looks at her fellow submissives.

In front was a beautiful blonde wearing a wide-brimmed hat. Men might have noticed her slender body or her long, perfect hair that must have taken an hour to get right, but what Cassie noticed were her clothes. Her shoes were adorable white Cole-Haans, her sundress existed only in catalogs Cassie couldnt afford to browse, much less buy from, and her shoulder bag was a Gucci. If BDSM took place at a chateau, Cassie had a feeling this girl had grown up in one.

The next girl in line was a brunette with very stylish short hair. Her arms rippled with muscles, and her thighs were equally defined. She wore a plain white tank top and shorts of a streamlined style that Cassie suspected the girl needed for marathons. She kept walking faster than the line permitted, and Cassie could tell she was becoming frustrated with the others slow pace.

The girl in front of Cassie was African American, wearing khaki shorts and a T-shirt that listed 13 ways a Mac was sexier than a PC. Cassie couldnt believe her eyes. She had never read a story with an African-American submissive, and she was finding it a little hard to comprehend. Didnt African-Americans hate BDSM because of slavery? What was it like being in a minority and also embracing a lifestyle that everyone thought of as deviant? Cassie was dying to ask the girl questions, but she was afraid of coming across as a bigot or something. The girl carried her bag in one hand and snapped pictures with a digital camera in the other.

She forgot all about the girls in line when she saw him. He was the dom, she just knew it. He was leaning against a car, his arms crossed as though the world was ten minutes late just to annoy him. His blue polo shirt and baggy khaki shorts screamed tourist, but his confident smile was more like that of a pirate coming in for shore leave. The one thing that struck her as odd was his hair. It was a black mess of curls that looked as though it had never seen a brush. Cassie had thought all doms were immaculate metrosexuals.

When Julia came near him, he slipped his arm around her and pulled her in for a kiss. It was a brief kiss, but you could see the affection in his eyes. It was only then that Cassie noticed the wedding rings on both of their hands.

Hello, ladies, the man said. My name is Kevin, and youve already met Julia.

Hello, the girls managed to mumble. Cassie was surprised that even the blonde seemed suddenly shy.

I see that youre a little nervous, Kevin said. Thats OK. Before we go any further, I want you to know that arrangements have been made for a hotel room in case you decide to leave. Its not the greatest room, and you would all have to share, but its available as a place to stay if you decide to chicken out.

Kevin paused, and none of the girls said anything. Cassie didnt know what they were thinking, but the thought of an escape option filled her with dread. If the girls were free to leave, did that also mean Kevin was free to kick them out?

Julia, put their bags in the trunk, Kevin said. He opened the back door to the car like a chauffeur. Ladies, please get in the back seat. Dont worry about the lack of room; just squeeze right in. Oh, and tell me your names as you get in, please.

The blonde was first. She handed her bag to Julia as though she were a servant and offered her hand to Kevin. To Cassies surprise, Kevin shook it.

Danielle Sullivan, she said. I promise to be the best submissive you have ever met.

You will be, Danielle, or you will pay for your false advertising. Kevins smile seemed so cheerful that Cassie wasnt sure whether that was a threat.

My name is Melinda, the brunette said, I dont make any promises, but I will do my best.

Kevin nodded. Your best is a good place to start.

My name is Alisha, the black girl said. But my blog name is Dark Plaything. Either works for me.

Lets see what names I come up with for you this week, Kevin said.

Cassie tried to think of something clever to say, but her mind was completely blank. Shaking his hand as Danielle had seemed wrong, yet she felt a need to show respect. She lowered her head as she had seen in slave pictures and simply said, Cassie.

Kevin reached for her chin and lifted her head up to face him. Hello, Cassie. Look at me when you talk to me, OK?

She wanted to say, Yes, master or Yes, sir, or any of a dozen elegant responses. Instead, all she could do was nod.

Good, now squeeze in with your housemates.

It was a tight fit. Cassies round butt did not help the situation any. She could hear Danielle groaning next to the other car door as the girls compacted to make room. It made Cassie terribly self-conscious about her weight, but somehow she couldnt summon the usual shame. She had just met Kevin, and he had touched her! Her mind was racing with the pornographic possibilities of what would happen next.

To Cassies surprise, Kevin got in the front passenger seat while Julia drove. All of her boyfriends had insisted on driving as if it were some sort of machismo thing. Kevin, though, seemed content to sit while his sub drove. Cassie reasoned that maybe he didnt feel a need to prove his masculinity.

As if he were reading her mind, Kevin half-turned in his seat to look at the girls. Cassie blushed and hoped he couldnt tell what she was thinking by some sort of body language. What she couldnt understand was why the other girls were blushing, too.

All right, girls, he began, while Julia drives us through scenic Cancun, let me explain the rules of the house. Pay close attention because breaking the rules will result in corrections, and my corrections are not the kind you will secretly crave.

First, this is my vacation, so do not give me any drama. If you annoy me, I will ask you to leave, and you will not be invited back.

Second, you must do as I say as long as it does not cause you harm. If I tell you to go dive in a pool, and you cant swim, then you can refuse and tell me why. Other than that, though, I expect a high level of obedience. Im your dom, not your boyfriend.

With that in mind, I would like for all of you to take off your shirts and any bras you may be wearing.

Cassie looked out the window. They were stopped at a traffic light, and crowds of vacationing students were standing around. The car windows werent tinted, and being up against the door as she was, she knew that anyone could clearly see her.

No problem, sir, Melinda said. She pulled her shirt off to reveal a white sports bra. She reached behind her to take the bra off and ended up elbowing Alisha and Cassie beside her.

Thats what I like to see, Kevin said.

Oh, that couldnt do. Cassie whipped her shirt off next. Danielle and Alisha followed her lead, tossing their shirts to the floor of the car. Danielle wasnt wearing a bra, so she didnt have to do any of the cramped contortionist acts that the other girls did. Cassie instantly disliked Danielles smug look when she was topless first.

Cassie had her own problems, though. She twisted toward the window to reach her bra hook and looked out at a group of guys standing on the corner. Their eyes bulged as they took in her well-filled-out white bra. She hesitated in removing it, and the guys started to chant. Their cries for her to take it off were humiliating, but she unclasped it anyway. She put her hands in front of her breasts to cover them as the bra fell away. Mercifully, the light changed, and Julia drove away from the boys.

Cassie, no hiding, Kevin said.

She nodded and removed her hands. She could feel Alishas breasts pressing against hers in the cramped backseat. The girls kept shifting, trying to find a way to sit comfortably, but all it was doing was making them aware of how much bare flesh was touching other flesh.

Lets continue, Kevin said. The third rule is that everyone must do her job. The beach house we rented is on the large side, and we declined the maid-service option. Youll be our maids for the week. Well work up a schedule and assign jobs to each of you. Enjoy your service, ladies; there will be rewards for those who do the best.

Cassie shivered at what those rewards could be.

Fourth rule is no other boys or girls. I know there are a lot of hot people here but lets keep it in house. Behave well, and youll get more sex than you can handle.

The car stopped at another traffic light. Kevin looked at the packed streets and then turned back to the girls. Lets get those pants off now. In fact, I want you completely nude.

Oh, God, Cassie thought. There was a guy standing literally a foot away from her window. He had already taken a step back to get a better look at her tits. What would he do when he saw her taking off her pants?

This time it was Alisha who acted first. She lifted her hips and unbuttoned her shorts. It started a chain reaction as the other girls rose to do the same. Whatever hesitation Cassie had was lost as she rushed to keep up with the other girls. She did not want Kevin to think she was the most reluctant.

The four girls writhed and squirmed as they struggled with their clothes. First came the shorts, slipping off their bottoms and down their legs  and then stopping at the shoes theyd all forgotten to take off. Shoes bounced along the floorboards, followed quickly by discarded shorts.

Underneath, all four girls wore the bright-red thongs that had come with their acceptance letters. Cassie felt an unexpected surge of arousal at the sight of the other thongs. For a brief moment, she lost that feeling of competition and instead felt kinship with her fellow submissives. They had all answered the ad, filled out the questionnaire and masturbated like crazy on the plane. Just like she had.

Danielle wiggled out of her thong first, but Cassie felt that had more to do with her being so damn thin than eagerness. Melinda tossed hers off next, while Cassie and Alisha got their thongs down their curvy asses last.

Cassie glanced out the window to see that the guy outside had his camera out! Her face burned bright red as he snapped more photos of the naked girls inside. When Julia pulled the car away, the guy actually waved!

Are we going to get arrested? Danielle asked. My dad would just die!

Kevin laughed. Being totally nude is frowned upon here, but usually tolerated. Spring break makes too much money for the police to harass tourists. Besides, this week I want you more afraid of me than your father.

It was Danielles turn to blush. Right, sorry.

Where was I? Kevin said.

Fifth rule, Julia said.

Oh, yes, Kevin replied. No bitch-fighting. You ladies dont have to be friends, but youre going to be spending a lot of time together, and I am not a goddamn referee. This isnt a reality show; you dont get any extra time for fighting. Am I clear?

Yes, the girls said together, except for Cassie who still couldnt quite find her voice. She nodded when Kevin looked at her.

Well, that was half-hearted, Kevin said. Julia laughed. Lets see what we can do about that. Danielle, with your right hand reach between Melindas thighs and stroke her cunt.

Seriously? Danielle asked.

Kevins smiling eyes darkened in the space of an eye blink. Yes, seriously.

Alisha let out a breath that sounded like a gasp. Cassie knew exactly how she felt. The coldness with which he said that was like a vibrator to her libido. She felt an instant dampening between her thighs.

Danielle looked at Melinda almost in apology and then placed a hand on the other girls cunt. Melinda swallowed hard as Danielles fingers nestled between her lips. She must not have hated it too much, for she spread her thighs as far as she could in the cramped space to give Danielle room.

There we go, Kevin said. Now, Melinda, reach to your right and stroke Alishas cunt. Alisha, I want you to stroke both Melinda and Cassie. Cassie, return the favor and stroke Alishas cunt.

Cassie shuddered as Alishas hand moved between her thighs. Cassie hiked her leg onto the armrest, and Alishas hand went straight to her cunt. A shudder ran through Cassies body as feminine fingers not her own touched her clitoris for the first time. What had often been a secret masturbatory fantasy had suddenly become reality.

Cassies hand reached for Alishas cunt only to find that Melindas hand was already there. Their fingers danced over each other as they tried to serve their purpose. Silently, they divided Alishas cunt. Cassie was given the clit while Melindas probing fingers explored the pussy lips. By the quaking of Alishas thighs, Cassie could tell Alisha approved of their division. This was reinforced by Alishas faster pace in stroking Cassie.

What about me? Danielle asked.

Kevin laughed. Arent you a greedy slut? I should make you go without for questioning my order, but instead Ill let you consider that your first and only warning. Would you like a hand on your cunt?

Yes, please, Danielle said.

Melinda, left hand on Danielles cunt.

Yes, sir, Melinda said.

Good, Kevin said. Is everyone comfortable? I see that Danielle and Cassie have a hand free. Ladies, go ahead and use that hand to finger yourself. Or better yet, show the hand already on your cunt how you like it.

Cassie heard one of the girls giggle, but she wasnt sure which one. It was infectious and made her want to giggle, too. Or maybe it was just the incredibly naughty suggestion of showing another girl how she liked to be stroked. It was this lightheartedness that gave her the courage to do just that. She reached for Alishas hand, which had been doing a good job on its own, and slowed down the pace. Her hand overlapping Alishas, together they stroked her cunt lips with just the right rhythm: slow on the way down, fast on the way up.

The smell of pussy filled the car. Cassie wondered if that were what the beach villa was going to smell like. Four wet cunts  five counting Julia  would make everything smell like pussy. It was getting into her skin, her hair and clothes. Cassie was going to smell like wet pussy for days, and she couldnt explain why the thought of it made her so damn hot. When she realized the smell of cock might be in that mix, she almost climaxed right there.

Keep stroking, girls, Kevin said. He kept watching them. His eyes scanned each in turn, focusing on one girl as she moaned, focusing on another as she writhed. When he looked at Cassie, she just couldnt meet his gaze. She looked down at Alishas stroking hand or toward the other girls twisting in their seats. Even looking out the window at a shocked peeping tourist was easier than seeing Kevin look at her while she masturbated. It was just too much intensity for her to handle.

Harder, Melinda demanded. Cassie felt Alisha tense as she tried to meet Melindas demand. Kevin turned his attention to Melinda, which made Cassie relax enough to lean forward and steal a glance. What she saw just made her squirm in her seat.

Melinda was going to climax. Her eyes were clenched tight, and her teeth were biting down on her pink lip. Melindas arms were shaking, and she was stroking her partners faster and harder as if it were her own cunt she was stroking. Danielles and Alishas fingers were in Melindas cunt, penetrating and filling her cunt. Melindas thighs kept trying to close and yet stay open at the same time. What fascinated Cassie was how Melindas hips were thrusting, trying to meet the fingers inside her as they fucked her.

Fuck! Melinda wailed. It was just one word, but she dragged it out for a full ten seconds of orgasmic bliss. Her cry started as a baritone and finished as a soprano. Cassie had never been jealous of an orgasm before.

Very nice, Melinda, Kevin said. Now Cassie had another reason to be jealous of that climax. Everyone stop stroking now.

A chorus of disappointed groans was his answer.

Now, now, no pouting, he said. Judging by his smile, Cassie suspected that he wouldnt mind a little more pouting. Not that she was going to be the one to test that theory.

Since you all have rather messy fingers, you should clean them, he said. No, Alisha, not on your clothes. Use your mouth. I want each of you to lick your fingers clean.

There was a moment of hesitation. This time it was Alisha who acted first. She took her left hand, the one that had helped get Melinda off, and slid it right into her mouth. The other girls quickly followed her lead. The smell of pussy was joined now by the sound of sucking mouths.

Cassie licked her right hand first. It was the first time she had ever really tasted herself. She tried to think of descriptions she had read in the past about pussy eating and compare it to what she was tasting. She couldnt quite describe it to herself, but she had to admit that she could see why her boyfriends never complained about going down on her.

Then she tasted the hand that had been on Alisha. That tasted delicious.

Here we are, Julia said. Cassie looked out the window at the gorgeous house. It was two stories and narrow, but it was pure white and glowed in the Caribbean sun. Wide windows surrounded the house and a wide deck faced the ocean. It looked like every other beach place here, but inside, it would have delights undreamed of in any other beach place.

Come on, girls, Kevin said. Get out of the car and line up at the door. And dont you dare put on any of your clothes.

Cassie couldnt believe her ears. She looked out the window and saw people and cars on the street, just 20 feet away. Kevin couldnt possibly expect them to just walk out in the nude?

Open the door, Alisha said beside her. Cassie could tell the other girl was just as nervous as she was, but it was up to Cassie to actually open the door. Not even Danielle had opened her door yet.

O would already be at the house, Cassie whispered to herself. She opened the door and stepped out onto the hot driveway. Her concerns about being nude were quickly forgotten as she had to deal with the more pressing problem of sun-baked concrete burning her feet. She ran down the driveway and up the porch steps. Before she could reach for the door, Kevin held his hand up to stop her.

In his hand was a simple steel chain with a tiny padlock. It was a collar!

Cassie, Kevin said, before you step into my house, do you agree to obey all of my rules and submit to my commands to the best of your ability?

For once, Cassie found her voice. I do, sir.

Kevin slipped the chain around her neck and closed the lock. The chain was lighter than shed expected, but she felt every link. It was her first collar, and if she wore it only for a week, she would remember it for the rest of her life.

Welcome to my house, Cassie, Kevin said.



Part Three
Cassie fell into bed exhausted. Her limbs ached and her back hurt in places that she had never felt before. The sheets were simple cotton, but to her worn-out body, it was the softest of fabrics. Beside her, Danielle fell into the double bed with the same groan of relief.

I cant fucking believe I came to Cancun to mop floors, she bitched.

Alisha was lying in the other double bed opposite Cassie and Danielles. The girl groaned as she rolled over to her side and looked at her two roommates. Cassie watched as Alisha twice started to say something and twice stopped herself. Outside their window, the girls could hear the crashing sounds of the ocean. Finally, Alisha said what was on her mind.

I have to agree. Julia made me start over with the cooking twice before she let me finish those steaks. I didnt sign up for this just to be a cook.

Danielle tried to sit up and failed. Ouch! We didnt even get to go outside! We spent the whole time cleaning, cooking and scrubbing!

Its like he just wanted free maids, Alisha said.

The sound of bedsprings creaking echoed through the floor. The walls shook. Upstairs, Kevin and Julia were fucking the hell out of Melinda. The girls couldnt tell exactly what was going on, but they could hear that a vigorous threesome was occurring and they werent a part of it.

Melinda figured out a way to get some, Cassie said.

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Thats the most youve said all day, Danielle snapped. I thought you were mute or something.

Mutes cant speak at all, Alisha said. Cassies just shy.

Yeah, Cassie said, although she didnt think it was true. She was the clown in her circle of friends, and shed asked her last boyfriend out instead of waiting for him to make a move. Why was she so shy now when this was supposed to be the thing she always dreamed about?

What did Melinda do better than the rest of us? Alisha asked.

Danielle snorted. She had an easy job. She just had to do laundry. And I noticed she didnt wash any of our clothes. All she had to do was wash and iron Kevins and Julias clothes.

The girls paused as a long, sensuous moan crawled down to their room from downstairs.

I nearly screamed when Kevin invited her to his bedroom, Alisha said.

Screamed? Danielle sneered. Kevins not worth screaming about. He had four willing girls all day long, and all he did was make us do chores! What kind of weirdo does that?

Its to teach us humility, Cassie said. She blushed as the other girls looked at her. The idea seemed so foreign to them that she was embarrassed to have known about it.

How do you know that? Alisha asked.

Its  its what happens in stories, Cassie said. You know, the subs always have to do humiliating things that dont involve sex. Its to test whether they are really submissive and willing to do anything, no matter if it interests them or not.

Alishas eyes lit up. Oh, cool! So this was like a test of our obedience! I bet Melinda was the best, like she did her chores with a smile.

Danielle wasnt convinced. You cant test our obedience by boring us! If hed asked me to do anything, I would have done it. Ive never turned down a boyfriends request for anything.

Looking at Danielle and her long thin body and straight blond hair, Cassie had a feeling that boys had no problem coming up with things for Danielle to do.

The boredom is the test, Cassie said. It also makes you more grateful for the sex you do get because you know the alternative is doing more dishes.

Fuck me! Melinda screamed from upstairs.

The girls looked at one another and then burst into giggles.

I guess youre right, Alisha said. Where did you learn all this? I never picked this sort of thing up reading blogs.

Before Cassie could answer, Danielle interrupted. Whats a blog?

Its an online journal, Alisha said. I keep one about my submissive fantasies. I am going to blog this whole trip. Its going to make an awesome post!

Youre not going to tell everyone about what I do! Danielle snapped. Cassie was curious about Danielles genuine fear. Cassie didnt think a pretty girl like Danielle would fear anything.

Dont worry, Alisha said. Ill give everyone pseudonyms. Nobody who blogs uses real names. Its all anonymous. Its how we can express our true selves, because we know we can do it without shame.

So you tell true stories without ever saying who you really are? Danielle asked.

Alisha seemed uncertain. Yes. Kind of. Umm, Cassie, you were going to tell us how you knew about the chores.

The creaking of the bedsprings upstairs picked up in pace. The girls couldnt help imagining how frenzied the fucking must be. Underneath the covers Cassie and Danielle shared, Cassie could feel Danielles thighs parting.

Well, its just stuff Ive read in stories, Cassie said. It comes up a lot. Submission isnt all about great sex and spankings and stuff. Its about giving up control and doing things you dont want just to please your dom.

But I could please him in much better ways than just cleaning floors! Danielle snapped.

Not really, Cassie said. Doms arent guys who just want to have kinky sex. They have to have control. They want to know youll suffer for them just because they say so.

Shes right, Alisha said. A lot of the dom blogs I read talk about that. I should have remembered it myself. Doms are control freaks. One dom took down his blog just because his ex-girlfriend left some comments he didnt like. He would rather shut everything down than not be in control.

Danielle laid back in bed and sighed. This BDSM stuff is complicated.

Upstairs, Melinda started screaming Ow, ow, ow, ow. Cassie wondered what delicious torment Melinda was suffering. Was it a spanking? Some sort of rough bondage? Cassie hoped it was teeth; Julia and Kevin both biting down on Melindas nipples. Just like they were going to do to Cassie one night.

Right now it seems to be pretty simple for Melinda, Alisha said. Nothing for us to do except try to get some sleep.

Can you get the light? Danielle said.

Alisha groaned.

Ill do it, Cassie said. She pulled her exhausted body out of bed and walked over to the light switch. The small bedroom seemed so large when every step hurt.

Turning off the light plunged the room into a blue kind of darkness. The moon peeked through the open window, making the sheets glow. Cassie walked back to the bed she shared with Danielle and slipped under the covers. Their naked skin touched briefly before Danielle scooted away. Cassie sighed. The moving away felt like a rejection, especially with the loud sex that was occurring without her upstairs.

Goodnight, Alisha said, and the rejection lessened just a little.

Goodnight, Cassie said.

 Night, Danielle said, a little quieter than the others, but Cassie appreciated it.

Oh, God! Melinda screamed upstairs.




Part Four

Cassie was dreaming. Kevin was behind her, and he had a hand on her hips. His own hips ground against her bottom, fucking her, yet she couldnt feel his cock. His mouth was inches from her ear, telling her how she was the best submissive of them all and how he wanted to take her back home with him. Cassie wanted to respond, but somehow she wasnt able to say anything.

The dream slipped away, and she opened her eyes. The sound of the ocean called her out of her sleepy mental state. The Caribbean heat soaked through the thin cotton sheet and warmed her body. She focused on Alishas sleeping body on the bed opposite, one breast revealed by naughty sheets. Cassie admired the contrast of Alishas dark skin on the white sheets, and for one sleepy moment, she wished her skin were some deep color like green or purple or red.

That was when she realized that she could still feel Kevin grinding against her ass. Had he sneaked into bed with her? Had he assaulted her sleeping body? How cool would that be?

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More, Danielle moaned behind her.

Cassie jumped out of bed. Danielle sat up with a jolt, her eyes wide and disoriented. Across the room, Alisha awoke with a startled cry at the commotion.

What the hell? Alisha said.

Cassie reached behind herself and touched her ass. It was wet and sticky. Still half awake, she tasted her fingers. Yep, that was pussy.

Danielle was humping me, Cassie said.

Alisha burst out laughing. Dont forget the rules, Danielle: No other boys or girls.

Danielle scowled and pulled the sheets around her naked body. I was having a hot dream. And it was about a guy!

Cassie felt bad for embarrassing Danielle and sat back down on the bed. Its all right, I was having wet dreams, too.

Danielle buried her face in her hands. Despite her bedmates usually haughty attitude, Cassie felt a strange urge to comfort her.

Shit, why didnt you girls masturbate? Alisha asked.

Danielle looked at her. Theres nowhere to do that! Well, I could have gone to the bathroom, but I was too tired.

Alisha laughed. Bathroom? I did it right here in bed.

Cassie felt a thrill go through her as she thought of the sex show she had missed.

Julia walked into their bedroom. All three girls tensed as she looked at them. She was wearing a black swimsuit, and she had a red handprint on her face. Cassie stared at the handprint, imagining Kevins hand delivering that slap.

Good, youre all awake, Julia said. Come out to the deck. What are you waiting for? Now!

Cassie was the first girl out and not because Julia had yelled at them. She was rushing because she wanted to see what Kevin had planned for them. If it was a chore, she swore to herself that she would do it with a big smile and a bounce in her step. She was not going to spend another night listening to Kevin fuck someone else!

The deck was a wide area facing the beach. A wooden rail lined the deck, and Melinda was up against the rail, bent over with her ass facing Kevin. Blue bruises covered her ass, new marks that clearly had happened last night.

Kevin was wearing a pair of blue swim trunks and nothing else. His curly black hair was somehow even messier than yesterday. In his right hand, he had a red ping-pong paddle, and Cassie almost clapped her hands in joy.

Up against the rail, bent over like Melinda, he said.

Cassie nodded and did as he asked. She bent over the rail and used her arms to support herself. The beach was laid out in front of her, and already she could see people laying out in the morning sun. The water was a bright blue that she couldnt stop marveling at. It shimmered like a sapphire. She couldnt wait to get into the water. Well, she could wait if it meant shed be getting her first spanking.

Alisha bent over beside Cassie while Danielle took a position to the other side of Melinda. Cassie tried to imagine what they all must look like to anyone on the beach. All the tourists had to do is turn around with binoculars to see four naked gals flashing their tits to the world.

Just so you ladies know, we will be doing this every morning, Kevin said. In fact, I want you out here bent over and waiting for me every morning. Those who are late will be left at home. Am I understood?

Yes, sir, they all said.

Good, Kevin said. Keep your eyes forward.

Cassie obeyed. She kept looking at the beach. Sailboats were in the distance, and she wondered if someone was looking at her right now through some telescope.

A loud SMACK was followed by Danielles cry of ouch! Cassie wanted to turn and look, but she kept her eyes on the beach. She wanted to see Kevin deliver the spankings, but instead, she watched nearly naked people walk down the beach.

Smack after smack rained just feet away Cassie and her poor neglected ass. Danielle must have been the one being spanked because she never stopped crying out. Every blow sparked a shriek from Danielle as if her ass was being burned alive.

Or at least thats how Cassie wished it felt. She wasnt sure. Her parents had never spanked her. Once, shed told a boyfriend to spank her ass, and hed gave her a few halfhearted taps. It certainly wasnt the cleansing pain she had read about. Everyone described spanking differently, and Cassie wanted to feel every variation.

The spanking stopped. Danielles ragged breathing could be heard over the oceans rumblings. Cassies heart thumped in sync with the sounds of Kevins footsteps on the deck. Logically, she expected Melinda to be spanked next, but maybe he would skip her and spank Cassie next. That would be fair, wouldnt it?

Oh, God, Alisha moaned beside her. A loud SMACK confirmed Cassies worst fear. He had skipped Melinda, but hed also skipped Cassie. Alishas ass was next.

Cassie kept her head up while Alisha was spanked beside her. The paddle smacked Alishas ass rapidly, each blow a loud reminder that Cassie wasnt receiving those lovely taps. First, Alisha had sneaked an orgasm in bed, and now she was getting spanked before Cassie.

Shit, shit, shit, Alisha groaned. Instead of sympathy, Cassie felt only jealousy. One rather loud smack sent Alisha lurching forward. Cassie was shocked when Alisha put a hand on top of hers for support. The spanking continued, but now, Alisha was squeezing Cassies hand. Her fingers tightened around Cassies, tighter and tighter as the spanking got faster. Cassie could feel the intensity of the spanking through Alishas grip. It was a poor substitute for the real thing, but Cassie was taking what she could get.

The spanking stopped. As if she were embarrassed, Alisha moved her hand off Cassies. Cassie felt a sense of loss, although she couldnt really explain why.

Kevin walked behind them. Cassie prayed she would be next. She wanted it so badly. They hadnt been forbidden from speaking, but somehow it didnt seem right to ask. She wanted the spanking to be given against her will no matter how willing she was.

The paddle touched her right cheek. A sob came out of her throat out of sheer need. Before she could analyze her involuntary sob, the paddle moved away. The air whistled almost in slow motion before Cassie felt the paddle land hard on her left cheek.

It was a sting, warm and wonderful. Her butt cheek became a sexual organ with a single tap. She became hyper-aware of everything: the color of the water, the coolness of the breeze, the harshness of the rail under her hand. She felt alive.

She had a second to savor it before another paddle blow landed on her right cheek. Another second of pleasure later, the paddle returned to the left side. Back and forth the paddle struck, and the heat in her ass grew like the rising sun over the beach. It wasnt quite pain she felt as much as it was an increasing sensitivity that affected her whole body. Each tap on her ass made her nipples harder, her eyes tear and her pussy get so very wet. Kevins paddle was dominating her entire body.

It stopped. Cassie almost protested, but no words came out. Kevin walked away, but the sensations he had planted in her ass remained. It was strange: Without the distraction of the paddling, it was as though Cassie was just now starting to feel the heat he had built. Her ass had stung during the spanking, but now it just burned. The burn was fading, but oh, so very slowly. Her lips moved in silent whimpers. She wished both that the pain would go away and that the pain would never leave her.

Distantly, as if from a mile away, she heard Melinda get spanked. She heard the girls grunts and felt the rail shake as Melinda clenched it, but it barely registered. Cassie was still savoring her own experience, trying to recall the rhythm in which she had been spanked and the way the texture of the paddle felt on her ass. It had happened just a moment ago, but it already felt like something that had happened too long ago.

Everyone stand up and face me, Kevin said.

Cassie stood up and groaned as new discomforts radiated from her ass. The other girls were groaning as well. Danielle kept rubbing her ass. Alisha was trying to look at hers, craning her neck to see if she had been marked. Melinda just moved back and forth on her feet, shifting her weight as if she could somehow work the pain out of her ass.

Lets grab some breakfast, Kevin said. I want to hit the beach within the hour.




Part Five
Cassie hadnt thought it was really possible to make an entrance on a beach.

In the movies, it happened all the time: A beautiful woman would appear out of the foam complete with a sexy soundtrack. People would stop what they were doing to give the supermodel and her tiny bikini a lingering, 5-minute look. When Cassie saw that kind of scene in movies, she couldnt help rolling her eyes and smirking.

Then that scene happened to her. Well, her and her three roommates. Walking down the beach in matching black bikinis, the four girls drew the attention of every person on the beach. From leering guys to frowning women, the entire beach watched the girls every move. To Cassie, all of those stares seemed to take place in slow motion. She could almost imagine the camera panning over her body.

Let them look, Danielle said. Cassie was startled by the comment. It was as if Danielle were reading her mind, but when she saw the nods from Alisha and Melinda, she realized that they were all thinking the same thing: Let them look. They looked amazing, and this was a time to relish the attention.

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Cassie felt that they all looked amazing because they all felt amazing. With their asses still warm from their wonderful early-morning spankings, the girls had finally been given some clothes to wear. Julia had handed them black bikinis with purple trim. The bottoms were wide enough to cover their red asses, but the tops seemed a size too small. The girls breasts were barely covered, and Cassie especially felt overexposed. Her already-round body just seemed to be bursting from her swimsuit.

But the girls had forgotten all about the skimpy bikinis when it came time to put on sunscreen. Julia and Kevin hadnt allowed any of them to put it on themselves. No, Kevin reserved that right for himself, and hed taken his time, savoring every moment. His hands had slid all over Cassies body, squeezing her ass, fondling her tits and firmly gripping her legs. He had done the same for all the girls  and Julia  and yet Cassie didnt have a twinge of jealousy. Her body had been floating on air from the thorough groping.

And now here they were, on the white beach of Cancun, feeling like the most beautiful, desirable women in the world. They each carried something, whether it was blankets or a cooler, but each girl felt incredibly sexy. They moved down the beach ahead of Kevin and Julia like a team of secret agents. Their matching swimsuits and collars told everyone that they were special, perhaps in ways that the sunbathers knew only subconsciously.

Here! Julia said, and the girls stopped. The brunette snapped out orders, and within minutes, the girls had staked out and set up a spot with blankets and towels. Kevin said nothing and just looked out at the water. Cassie realized he didnt even have to supervise; that was Julias job. In the short time she had been with the couple, Cassie had already noticed that Julia was Kevins voice when it came to the mundane things.

When the area was finished, Kevin gave it one glance and nodded his head in approval. Cassie felt a surge of pride in her small contribution to the preparations.

How about we go out and enjoy the water? Kevin asked. The girls nodded, knowing it wasnt really a request.

He walked over to Cassie, and she felt her heart beat faster. Then he passed her and walked up to Alisha. He gripped her collar in his fingers and pulled her closer. Alishas eyes grew wide with fear until Kevin dipped his head down and kissed her.

No, Cassie realized, he didnt kiss Alisha. He took her mouth. Right there on the beach, surrounded by his identical-swimsuit-wearing submissives, surrounded again by a crowd of jealous, disbelieving college students on break, Kevin took Alishas kisses as though he were fucking her. His other hand reached down and grabbed her ass. He pinned her to him as he took her mouth. Alisha closed her eyes and balled her hands into fists, obviously not sure whether she was allowed to grope back.

Oh, my God, Danielle whispered. Cassie nodded. Everyone was staring at the two kissing, and Cassie felt she would die if she were subjected to such a public display, but deep down, she couldnt deny how badly she wanted to be Alisha right then. It was clear that this was how a dom kissed.

Kevin broke the kiss as abruptly as hed started it. Alisha, stay here and watch our things.

Yes, sir, Alisha said. Cassie was amazed at the way Alishas breasts were heaving as she sucked in air. They were heaving just like they were supposed to in romance novels.

Lets go, Kevin said. He took off to the water with Julia close behind. Cassie and the other girls ran to catch up with him, even when he ran straight into the water. The sudden shock of warm water sent shivers down Cassies spine, but with a few more steps, she was already acclimating to the water. It reminded her of how quickly shed acclimated to the spanking.

Melinda swam beside her, and Cassie couldnt believe how easily the brunette cut through the water. The muscles on the girls shoulders seem to bulge more when glistening with water. Cassie just felt fat next to her.

Im on the rowing team, Melinda yelled, and Cassie blushed. I hate how butch it makes me look. I wish I was woman-shaped like you.

Like Cassie? It blew her mind. No, you look great, she said. The look of disbelief on Melindas face surprised Cassie and worried her a little. How in the world could someone as fit as Melinda hate her body?

After swimming a bit further out, Kevin finally stopped and treaded water. The group spread out a little, enjoying the sun and the wonderful blue water. The waves pushed them apart a bit, but Kevin seemed OK with it. Out here, everything seemed calmer. The sounds from the beach were muted by the constant gentle whisper of the wind and the low rolling sounds of the ocean.

Melinda came closer to Cassie. Can you believe that kiss Alisha got? Her eyes seemed hurt.

Didnt you get kisses like that last night? Cassie asked.

No, Melinda said. Well, a maybe a little. My mouth didnt touch lips much last night.

Cassie felt a surge of warmth go through her that nothing to do with the sun or the water. What was it like? Was it hard?

Melinda laughed. It was terrifying. It was like being in a championship race. You go and push as hard as you can, just hoping you are doing good enough to win. I was too busy trying to do it right to really enjoy myself.

Cassie moaned softly at the thought. What do you mean do it right? They do all the work, right?

Melinda laughed. No, its their vacation. Oh, sure, they did the work of spanking me, pinching me and fucking me, but I also had to do things. And Id never had sex with a woman before, so that was scary.

Another tremor went through Cassie. You mean you had to fuck Julia, too?

Cassie, take my hand, Julia yelled. Cassie jumped, at first thinking that Julia had overheard her and now she was in trouble, but she saw that the older woman was a good distance away. Cassie turned and swam toward Julia, who had drifted apart from Kevin and Danielle. She reached out and grabbed Julias hand. She was surprised to find it shaking. Julia grabbed her hand and held on tight.

Kevin prefers it out here, Julia said.

And you dont? Cassie asked. Julia, who up to this point had intimidated Cassie a bit, looked at her with barely concealed terror.

I hate it this far out, she said.

Then why does Kevin make you come out here? Cassie asked.

Julias fear was replaced with a flash of strength. Because he likes to see me do it for him.

A wave came and lifted them up. Julia let out a small shriek, and Kevin looked over at them and smiled. He turned around and kept talking to Danielle about something. It was clear he was in no hurry to go back to the beach.

Julia pulled Cassie closer to her, and Cassie could feel how fast her heart was beating. It amazed her. Julia was always so polished and aloof, but out here she was as terrified as Cassie had been since she got to Cancun. In the beautiful beach-paradise water, Julia was more scared than any dark leather dungeon could have made her. Cassie felt bad for Julia, as well as experiencing a sort of kinship she hadnt thought she would have for the more experience submissive.

I need a distraction, Julia said.

What do you have in  was as far as Cassie got before Julia pulled her face close. Lips that tasted of the sea opened her mouth, and a cool tongue slipped inside.

Cassie froze at first, but the pure passion behind the kiss made her respond. She gave in to the kiss, responding with her tongue. The waves kept pushing at them, but Cassie held onto the frightened woman. She hadnt felt a kiss like this since her first boyfriend. It made her feel not just wanted sexually but also needed personally. She was protecting Julia from her own fears, and if that took kissing, that was just a bonus.

As that thought crossed her mind, Cassie realized that she was enjoying the kiss. Julia was so forceful, but she felt so soft. Her body pressing against Cassies felt so different from the wiry guys bodies she was used to. Whereas guys usually towered over Cassie and engulfed her, Julia felt more like a twin. The water forced them to bounce constantly against one another. Cassie felt little electric shocks go down her body as their breasts, legs and hips kept touching and moving apart.

Their feet touched solid ground. Cassie saw that they had drifted in toward the beach. Several swimmers were openly gawking at them. She felt embarrassed and then angry. The kissing was awesome; who were these people to make her feel bad?

Cassie, come back into the water, Kevin yelled. Julia, help Danielle get a better tan and send Alisha out.

Cassie could see the relief on Julias face. The woman stepped away from Cassie without a second glance. Cassie felt she deserved at least a thank you but then realized that no thanks were needed. Being there to serve was a great reward in itself. She turned and swam back to Kevin with a big smile on her face.




Part Six

The bed felt even better tonight. Cassie fell on top of the sheets and moaned as soon as her face hit the pillow. An entire day of swimming, with only short breaks for tanning, had left her worn out. Even though she was perfectly still, she swore she could still feel the ocean around her, lifting and pushing her body like an insistent lover.

Her bed was empty tonight. Kevin had invited Danielle upstairs, and the confident blonde had beamed a smile that could have won 100 beauty pageants. Cassie was a little jealous that Danielle was upstairs being fucked, but right now, she was more grateful to have a bed all to herself to collapse into.

Theyll spank her first, Melinda said. No one had asked, but it was what they all wanted to know.

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Is that what they did to you? Alisha asked. Cassie turned her head to look at her two roommates, who shared a too-small-for-them bed. The girls were all naked, as their bikinis were in the dryer and they hadnt been assigned any other clothes. Cassie thought Melinda and Alisha looked like a study in contrasts. Alisha was curvy and dark, while Melinda was muscular and glowing pink from the sun today. Even their eyes were different, Alishas open and curious, Melindas were half-closed and introspective.

Yes, Melinda said. They bent me over the bed, and they took turns spanking me.

Alisha shuddered. That must have been hot.

Melinda half-smiled. Mostly it hurt, but yeah.

Above, they could hear Danielle crying out. Her screams were high-pitched shrieks that reached higher and higher.

Alisha sat up in bed. Cassie couldnt figure out how she could even move. Maybe it was pure horniness.

Then what did they do to you? Alisha asked.

Melinda sighed. I remember a lot of things, but not in any particular order. I sucked Kevins dick, I licked Julias pussy, I sat on Julias face, I held my hands behind my back while they both slapped my tits, and we fucked a lot. God, they kept moving me into different positions, and anytime I got tired, they would slap my ass or my face till I got back into position. Coach Jerry was never that rough.

Alishas eyes got even bigger. Whos Coach Jerry? Was he your dom?

Melinda blushed. No  Yes. Sort of.

Tell us more, Alisha said. Ive never had a dom, well not in real life. I thought Kevins ad asked for those with no experience.

I told Kevin what my experience was in my e-mail, and he said I qualified, Melinda said. I dont know. Do you really want to hear about it?

Yes, please, Cassie said.

See! Even Cassie spoke up for that. You have to tell us.

All right, Melinda said. Theres not much to say. Im on the rowing team, and you have to stay really strong. We do a lot of training and working out. Now, the head coach is a nice lady, but she gets bored with the personal stuff. She has her assistant coach, Jerry, take care of our day-to-day workouts. Hes a senior, so hes not much older than us.

Oh, is he hot? Alisha asked.

Melinda nodded. Very hot. Hes strict, too. Hes like a drill sergeant out of some movie. The other girls hate him, but I like the discipline. Its easier to push yourself if someone else is telling you to do the pushing, you know?

Alisha nodded half-heartedly, and Cassie looked at her blankly.

Trust me, it is, Melinda said. I told him that once, and he got this look on his face. Very quietly, he told me that an even better motivator was arousal. He said that if I did a clench every time I did a repetition, it would encourage me more.

Whats a clench? Alisha asked. Cassie didnt have to ask, because she had read about these kinds of things.

Its when you squeeze your pussy like you would if a cock were inside you, Melinda said. It is supposed to strengthen some muscle, but mostly what it did was make me horny. Jerry would tell me to clench as he guided me through my workouts. He also got meaner and more demanding, which I kind of liked. It was like I had a personal sex coach making me into a horny fit machine.

Bed noises loudly vibrated through the ceiling. Melinda looked up, and a slow, blushing realization crossed her face. Was it this loud last night?

Alisha giggled. Yep.

You must have heard everything! Melinda said.

We heard a lot, Alisha said. Keep telling us about your coach. Did you fuck him?

Melinda kept looking at the ceiling as she talked. No, we never had sex. I think he was worried about getting in trouble. He would ask me if I masturbated, and he would demand that I masturbate in my room before each game, but he never tried anything. He never even saw me naked.

That would have driven me crazy, Alisha said.

Melinda got up from the bed. It did, she said. I thought there was something wrong with me. Like maybe I wasnt pretty enough, or I was supposed to do something like throw myself at him.

Melinda got up and walked over to the light. She turned it off and came back to bed. Cassie found herself thinking of what it must be like for Alisha to sleep next to such a lean and tight body.

I dont think it was you at all, Cassie said. It was easier for her to talk in the darkness.

What do you mean? Melinda asked.

I think it was him, Cassie said. I think he was enough of a dom to turn you on, but he wasnt enough of a dom to take what you were willing to give him.

Really? Melinda asked. I still think it was because I wasnt pretty enough.

Alisha snorted. You? My God, youre the best-looking one out of all of us! Youre in the best shape! Cassie is right; it was your coachs problem or some hang-up he had.

I dont know, Melinda said.

Kevin must have thought you were hot, Cassie said. He invited you upstairs first.

Melinda didnt say anything at first. Their bedroom was quiet except for the sound of the ocean coming through the window and the sound of bedsprings creaking upstairs.

Damn right, Melinda said. Fuck Jerry.

The other girls laughed.

Seriously, though, Melinda said. How did you sleep last night?

Fine. I was just tired, I guess, Alisha said.

Alisha said she masturbated, Cassie said.

Alisha was quiet, and Cassie worried that she might have said something to embarrass her. What if Melinda freaked out?

Thats a great idea, Melinda said. We should all masturbate and then get some sleep.

Right now? Alisha said.

Why not? Melinda said. Its a way to release stress hormones and will help us get some rest. Unless you dont want me in your bed while I do it?

No, thats all right, Alisha said. I dont mind.

Good, listening to that is driving me nuts, Melinda said.

Cassie rolled over in bed. She was glad that she was alone in bed because she wasnt sure she could have masturbated if she did have a bed mate. On the other hand, she was jealous of Alisha and Melinda, who did have bedmates, someone warm and close by. Even if they werent touching, were still sharing a level of intimacy.

Exhausted and worn out, Cassie was surprised to find new reserves of strength when she started stroking her cunt. The sounds of sex above her mixed with Melindas story about her coach. The rhythmic creaking of the bed became the soundtrack to thought of what delicious things Coach Jerry would have her do. She imagined sit-ups spurred by a leash around her throat, squats that would impale her on a dildo and pushups that would lower her mouth onto a cock. Her fingers delved deep into her cunt as she gave in to what her body was craving.

Slowly, though, other sounds slipped into her fantasies. Across from her, Alisha and Melinda had pulled the covers up over their waists, their hands underneath the covers. Cassie couldnt see anything in the moonlight except the constantly moving white sheet, but she could hear them. She could hear Melindas rapid breathing and Alishas low, sultry moans. She could hear their bed creak in subtler ways than the frenzied thumping above. If she tried really hard, she could almost hear the wet, slick sounds their cunts were making.

Cassie masturbated faster. Thoughts of Julia entered her fantasy. She thought about how Julias body had felt, and she wondered how Alishas or Melindas body might feel. She thought about how they might kiss. As Cassie stroked faster, she imagined about how the two girls would fuck her with mouths and fingers. When her climax came, Cassie was imagining them all in a tangled knot of legs, arms and mouths. A high-pitched whimper escaped her lips while her thighs closed tight around her fingers.

Alisha answered her whimper with a shuddering moan, half-rising from the bed as the climax took her.

Finally, Melinda came, yelling her pleasure and drowning out the sex noises above.

Then there was quiet. Even the noises upstairs had stopped. For eight orgasmic seconds, all Cassie could hear was the harsh breathing of all three girls in the bedroom. Then they started to hear Danielle cry out from another spanking.

Goodnight, Cassie said. She fell asleep before she even heard a response.




Part Seven

The wind blew Cassies hammock, causing it to swing just a little bit. The cool air sent a ripple of goosebumps down her naked flesh. The wind also blew across her clamped nipples, which reminded her of how sensitive and painful they had become. Her freshly spanked ass could feel every crisscross of the hammocks rope netting beneath her.

She struggled against the pain, but the thin rope that wove around her limbs and into the hammock held her tight. Her struggling only caused the hammock to swing more, which caused her heavy breasts to swing further and upset the clamps even more.

It was just another beautiful afternoon in paradise. After the morning spanking and breakfast, Kevin had ordered the girls onto the porch, where Julia had set up four hammocks. One by one, he had tied the girls into their hammocks. Thin rope laced and wrapped their ankles, thighs, wrists, elbows and collars to the netting of the hammocks. The process took a long time, but Cassie savored every minute Kevin spent binding her body. It was the most he had touched her since she had come to Cancun.

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Once the girls were all bound, Kevin toured them as though they were dishes served up for his pleasure. Cassie watched him suck on Alishas plump tits. She groaned as she watched him finger and stroke Melindas cunt. She grew wet as he bit Danielles thighs. It was all worth it when hed come back to her and run his fingernails over her body. Soft, wonderful not-quite-scratches started at her lips and went down her neck, over both breasts, across her hips and down her thighs and ended at her feet. Every inch of her body was ready to be taken.

That was when Kevin had put the clamps on her nipples. The cruel rubber tips pinched her nipples and set her breasts on fire. A little index card had been attached to each clamp, so that every time the wind blew, it would catch the cards and twist her nipples. Cassie bit her lip and stared down in wonder at the abuse her nipples were going through. The pain was intense, but it was a good kind of pain. It was the kind of pain she wanted to remember forever.

While Kevin applied the clamps to the other girls, Cassie found herself thinking about Julia. She didnt know where Kevins submissive had gone, and she was surprised by how much that disappointed her. Ever since Julia had kissed her, Cassie was having the hardest time not thinking about the older woman.

With the final set of clamps in place, Kevin pulled up a chair and opened a book. Cassie, and the others, moaned in frustration. Bound, helpless, horny and clamped, the girls could do nothing but anticipate his next move. He hadnt forbidden them to speak, but none of the girls was brave enough to talk. They were all afraid of being the one to come across as greedy or rude.

Well, for a good 10 minutes, at least.

Kevin, sir, Danielle said. Please dont ignore us.

Cassie felt a strange flash of irrational anger. How dare Danielle, whod been in Kevins bedroom last night, ask him to disturb his reading? She realized that she was more upset that Danielle was being rude on behalf of all of them then she was jealous that the other girl had gotten more attention.

Kevin snapped his fingers at Danielle, never lifting his gaze from his book.

That was that. She was smart enough not to ask again. The girls laid in their hammocks on a lazy Cancun morning. The wind toyed with their clamps as the ropes ignited with their libidos. The sun warmed their bodies on the outside, while wicked thought warmed them from the inside.

After a period of wet frustration, Kevin put his book down and returned to his captives. He started with Cassie, and somehow, that felt to her like a victory. He brought a bottle of water with a straw and placed the straw on her lips. She wanted to do something sexy with the straw, but she lost her nerve. She sucked down on the straw and eagerly drank the water. When Kevin took the straw away, Cassie tried to say thank you but no words came from her mouth.

He reached down with both hands and removed her clamps. The pain had become a dull constant reminder, but once the clamps were removed, the blood came rushing back to her sensitive nipples. Cassie thought the clamps had hurt before, but now she knew just had bad the pain could be. She cried out and tugged at the ropes holding her down, struggling to reach her nipples and somehow comfort them.

Kevin chuckled and moved on. Melinda cried out, and knowing that the pain was too much even for a tough athlete gave Cassie a small amount of consolation. Danielle screamed next, her cry dwarfing anything the previous two had yelled, while Alisha merely whimpered when her clamps were removed.

Cassie watched as Kevin returned to her. He opened a box and pulled out more rope. For a brief moment, she was terrified of what he could possibly do next that would require her to be tied down more. Her fears evaporated as he pulled out a long sea-blue vibrator.

Kevin slid the vibrator into Cassies cunt. The cold plastic filled her slick pussy and then slid partway out again as he teased her. With only a few inches inside her, he stopped. He laced the new rope around the rope already wrapped around her thighs. In a few minutes, he had created a cradle for the vibrator that would keep it in such a teasing place. Then, he turned it on.

Oh! Cassie whispered. Her cunt was so ready and sensitive that even the partial penetration was making her squirm. The hammock held her tight, and she found that her most vigorous twists and pulls only caused the vibrator to dance and squirm inside her. There was no escape and no way to get the full thrusting she desired.

Kevin gave her thigh a squeeze before walking over to Alisha. Cassie could tell he was doing the same thing to Alisha, but she didnt care. She was still trying to get some sort of satisfaction from the vibrator. The ropes held her to the hammock, but she found out the hammock itself wasnt very solid. Suspended in mid-air, she clenched her thighs, crunched her stomach and pulled with her wrists to try to get the hammock to stretch just enough to allow her to get in a few more precious inches. The best she did was one more wonderful vibrating inch, but it didnt discourage her from continuing to try.

The other girls were struggling more, too. Melinda was twisting so much that Cassie feared her hammock would break. Danielle appeared too exhausted to give it an honest try, no doubt worn out by her orgy last night. Alisha had no such problem, although she was as round as Cassie, and the curve of the hammock didnt allow for much wiggling. Cassie could see a puddle on the floor beneath Alisha, and she realized it must be where her cunts desire had dripped. Cassie wondered if a puddle were forming beneath her, too.

It was going to be a long day in paradise.



Part Eight

Cassie sat on her bed, refusing for the moment to lie down. Danielle and Melinda did the same. They had spent the day bound to hammocks, being released only for bathroom breaks, meals and an hour to do their chores. Cassie could feel the phantom presence of the ropes on her body as she sat naked in bed. Her thighs, arms and breasts bore the marks of the 100 clothespins that had each taken a bite of her skin.

God, I am so horny, Melinda said.

Yes, Danielle whimpered.

Upstairs, the spanking began, and Alisha cried out in joy. Downstairs, the girls whimpered in frustration.

Danielle brushed aside Cassies hair, exposing her neck. A kiss was planted on her neck, and Cassies whole body trembled. Danielles hand reached up and cupped a breast, and Cassie leaned into the hand.

What are you doing? Cassie asked.

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I cant wait for another night with Kevin, Danielle said. She kissed higher on Cassies neck near the ear.

No other girls or boys, remember! Cassie said. She looked to Melinda for support.

I think Danielles right, Melinda said. She leaned back on the bed and spread her thighs. As Danielle kept kissing Cassies neck, Melinda reached between her legs and started to stroke.

This is wrong, Cassie said, but she didnt move.

Danielle pinched Cassies nipple, and Cassie moaned. Whats wrong is that you have had to wait this long to get laid, Danielle said.

Danielle kept biting Cassies neck, and Cassie bit her bottom lip. It was her third night as a submissive, and Kevin still hadnt fucked her. Upstairs, Alisha was getting the spanking and fucking that Cassie had fantasized about for years. Cassie had endured an entire day of bondage, which was great, but it had ended without a climax.

She felt as though she had failed somehow. She needed a climax. It wasnt just for pleasure but to somehow bring closure to the long day of teasing.

You deserve this, said Melinda, whod been the first to fuck Kevin and Julia. Take it.

Cassie turned around and kissed Danielle on the mouth. She grabbed her by the hair and opened her lips with hers. Danielle resisted at first, but gave in at the first touch of her tongue. Cassie held on tight, kissing Danielle as though she were Julia and kissing her twice as much because she wasnt Julia.

Danielles hands roamed Cassies body while they kept kissing. Fingers cupped her breasts and gently tugged on her nipples. Hands roamed over her thighs and knees. Cassie found herself exploring Danielles body in turn. It was strange to touch a body so much like her own but yet different. Again, it wasnt Julia, but somehow it was something more intimate. Danielle was someone who had endured the same things Cassie had, and that gave them a shared sexual frustration. Despite their differences, Cassie felt close to the skinny rich girl.

Plus, Danielle was a wonderful kisser.

Upstairs, Alisha was having the night of her life, and Cassie was OK with that. Across the room Melinda, was masturbating while watching Cassie, and that was fine too. Cassie was having her incredible just-like-in-a-story sex, and that was all she really wanted.

Danielle had her own goals. She broke the kiss and hooked her fingers into Cassies collar. A sharp tug pulled Cassies head back. Danielle dipped her head down and took one of Cassies nipples into her mouth. She started by licking softly but soon began to bite down hard. Cassie moaned and arched her back, but she stayed where she was. Danielle sucked and bit each nipple far more greedily than any of Cassies boyfriends ever had.

After a beautiful eternity, Danielle released Cassies nipples from her mouth. A wicked smile was on her face as she laid on the bed, never letting go of the collar. She dragged Cassie down onto her body, and using both the collar and Cassies hair, she guided Cassie to her waiting cunt.

Eat me, Danielle commanded.

Cassie had no choice, and that was exactly how she wanted it. Danielles sex was staring her in the face, and Danielle pulled her closer by her collar and a fistful of hair. Cassie had no time to think, no time to hesitate and no time to consider that this would be the first cunt she would lick. She just opened her mouth and dove in.

Danielles cunt was so wet. Cassie literally drank her juices, taking in the taste and licking for more. She wanted to go slowly and explore Danielles sex, but the tug on her collar kept pulling her in. Cassie realized it wasnt about her; it was about Danielles needs and how important it was for Cassie to fulfill them.

Cassie surrendered her own thoughts and became a pussy-licking machine. She licked as deeply as she could. She flicked her tongue over Danielles clitoris in between thrusting into her cunt. Her lips sealed over the pussy lips, kissing hard and fast like lovers who might never see each other again.

Danielles thighs closed around Cassie, trapping her in pussy and flesh. Cassie was Danielles sextoy, holding onto her cunt while Danielles hips fucked her face. The humping grew more frantic, and Danielles grip pulled her deeper. For a few brief seconds, Cassie couldnt breathe as her nose was buried in cunt. She felt no sense of panic, just a strange rapture at the thought of being so utterly used.

Yes, yes, yes, fuck! Danielle cried out.

Cassie kept licking, but Danielle pulled her mouth away. No! she cried. Please, Im too sensitive.

Cassie nodded in assent. Danielle was laid out before her, exhausted and sweaty. Upstairs, Alisha moaned as some wonderfully horrible thing was done to her, but Cassie didnt care. Something equally wonderful was happening down here.

Return the favor, said Melinda, masturbating furiously. Its your turn to lick her.

Danielle giggled. I am worn out.

Thats OK, Cassie said. Strangely, it was. Cassie enjoyed the act of being used so much that she didnt need to have an orgasm. She was floating on her own kind of high.

Danielle looked at her, and the wicked smile was back. Maybe it was because she heard the reluctance in Cassies voice and mistook it for shyness. Whatever the cause, Danielle found new strength in Cassies meekness.

Lay down, Danielle commanded. Cassie did, and Danielle climbed between her legs. The blonde forced her legs apart and assumed the same position Cassie had just been in. With no hesitation, Danielle latched her mouth onto Cassies pussy.

Oh, God! Cassie cried out. It felt so perfect. It wasnt the gentle lickings her boyfriends had given her; this was a devouring. Danielle bit where others might lick, and she sucked and pulled where others would gently caress. Danielles hands gripped Cassies thighs as securely as any of the bonds shed been in earlier. There was no escape from Danielles ravishing.

On the other bed, Melindas masturbation became even more furious. She was lying on her side now, one hand deep inside herself while the other hand played with her clit. Her lithe body was constantly twisting and undulating, and Cassie couldnt help imagining what she would look like during sex. Melindas eyes met Cassies, and they recognized the lust in each others faces.

Im close, Melinda mouthed.

Cassie nodded. It was up to her to help Melinda finish. Her own orgasm was close, but now it became even more important to climax. That need to please was the last push she needed, and her body responded. For Melindas sake, Cassie gave in fully to what her body needed. She bit her lip, she fondled her own tits, and she moaned much more loudly than she had ever let herself moan before. For Danielle, shed been a licking slave; for Melinda, she became a climaxing slut.

Im coming! she cried. Melindas climaxing moan answered her. Their moans blended into a sort of harmony.

Danielle rose up from between Cassies legs. Do you hear that? she asked.

Cassie listened. Upstairs, the sounds of fucking had stopped. They heard only a footstep or two.

Shit, Melinda said. We should get to sleep before they come down and find out what Cassie was yelling about.

Danielle crawled over Cassie and pulled the sheet over both of them. Melinda dived under her covers before realizing that the light was still on. She quickly ran over to the light switch and then ran back in the darkness. The girls were perfectly quiet until they heard the bedsprings start creaking again.

All three giggled like naughty college girls whod gotten away with something.




Part Nine

I cant do it, Alisha said. There is no way. Im going to have to tell Kevin I cant do it.

If you do that, youll have to leave! Cassie said.

Alisha looked out at the crowd. Are you telling me you can do it?

Cassie didnt know what to say. That was the question, wasnt it? She and Alisha looked out at the large gathering of men and women standing around the stage in the bar. It was nighttime, which meant over half of them were drunk already. The crowd was made up of college students like Alisha and Cassie, but right now they looked wild and savage.

Contest starts in 10 minutes, a voice announced over the loudspeaker.

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God, why did Kevin have to enter us in a wet T-shirt contest? Alisha moaned.

Because it scares us so much, Cassie said.

It did put the entire day into perspective, though. Theyd had their morning spanking and their breakfast and spent the rest of the day on the beach. There wasnt a single hint of BDSM or domination after the spanking. They played in the water while Kevin and Julia read books. They ate lunch at a restaurant and came back in the afternoon to do chores. Even the chores were laid back, without the usual supervision. Cassie was almost in danger of getting bored when Kevin announced that they were going to go out that night.

Alisha gritted her teeth. It doesnt bother Melinda or Danielle any. Look at them. Theyre laughing and flirting with the stagehand.

Cassie shrugged. Melindas in sports; she gets in front of people all the time. Danielle  I cant picture her getting nervous over anything except being ignored.

Thats true, Alisha said. It wouldnt be so bad if it werent for this stupid outfit! I mean, just look at it!

It was a pretty tawdry choice of clothes. Contestants were required to wear the clothes that the bar provided: a pair of cut-off jean shorts and a nearly transparent white T-shirt. The girls were allowed to wear their own panties, but bras were strictly forbidden. For Cassie and Alisha, the worst part about the outfit was how tight the shorts were. The round girls had a hard time getting them buttoned, and both of them thought the shorts made their asses look gigantic.

I look like a fat cow, Alisha moaned.

Cassie realized that she should be freaking out, too, but for some reason, she wasnt. She considered that maybe subconsciously she was more of an exhibitionist than shed imagined, but she knew that wasnt true. It occurred to her that maybe her desire to please Kevin had magically wiped away her fears about walking out on that stage. Cassie realized that was bullshit, too. What was keeping her from panicking was the fact that Alisha was freaking out enough for both of them.

I dont get it, Cassie said. Since you do that blogging thing, I thought you were used to exposing yourself. You told me once that you do some sort of picture thing every week.

That is completely different! Alisha said. I take 100 pictures and then post the best one. I know how fat my ass is, and I make sure the only time people see it is when it looks perfect.

That doesnt sound very submissive, Cassie said. I mean, youre controlling everything. Dont you think doing something like this is much more like submission?

Alisha chewed on one of her nails. You dont know what its like being a submissive and being black. Ive had to leave chat rooms because white guys just wanted me to act like a ball-busting bitch. Ive had other black people tell me how wrong I am for wanting to be a sub because of slavery. When I do find a guy online who wants me as a sub, the only thing he seems to care about is that Im black, like Im some new game he wants to try.

Cassie nodded in sympathy. What does this have to do with the wet T-shirt contest?

I dont want to go out there and be the fat black girl at a white spring-break contest! Alisha said.

Then dont, Cassie said.

Alisha looked at her. You think I should tell Kevin Im quitting?

No, Cassie said. I think you should go out there as his submissive. Dont be a black girl, and dont be a blogger who picks what the world gets to see. Be a scared-shitless submissive girl who is going to get her chest wet because her dom told her to. You just said people judge you all the time. Arent you looking forward to a chance to be judged by someone you at least respect? And damn it, he fucked you last night instead of me, so maybe you should show him that he made the right choice!

Alisha was a little stunned. Oh, Cassie, Im sure hell fuck you tonight.

Hed better! Cassie snapped. Thats the only thing thats going to get me through this!

Alisha laughed. OK, maybe youre right. Hell, itll be something to blog about when I get home.

There you go, Cassie said.

A guy came over to the girls. Start lining up, ladies. Remember, no pulling your shirts off. Winner gets a trophy and 50 bucks!

Danielle was first in line, which didnt surprise her fellow submissives at all. The tall blonde strutted out on the stage as though she had already won. The crowd went wild, eager to see the proud blonde get doused in water. Danielle lifted her arms and wiggled her hips with every step. She soaked in the cheers as though they were her due.

When she came to the water guy, she put her hands behind her back and popped her chest out. The pitcher of water hovered over her chest, and with a sudden flip, all of its contents were spilled onto Danielles breasts. She screamed as the cold water hit her but then started laughing as though it were the greatest thing ever. Danielle turned to the crowd and struck a few poses to show off her transparent shirt. She soaked in the crowds attention till the host asked her to take her place in line.

Fuck, I cant do that, Alisha said.

Danielles mom made her do beauty pageants, Cassie said.

Really? Alisha said. I didnt know that.

Yeah, its what bored rich wives do, apparently, Cassie said. They dress their daughters up and make them go to pageants. Danielle told me it wasnt till her mom got into dog breeding that she was allowed to quit.

I guess sometimes it sucks to be the rich kid, Alisha said. Still, she looks like a natural out there.

Are you going to let some beauty queen impress Kevin without showing him what you can do? Cassie asked.

Hell, no, Alisha said.

One by one, the contestants walked onstage. Cassie couldnt get over how damned skinny most of them were. It made her insecure till she realized how flat-chested most of them were, too. Back home, they might get all the dates, but out here on the Cancun wet T-shirt stage, they lacked the one thing the boys wanted to see: tits. Cassie grew more confident and yet a bit more scared. Having tits meant that everyone was going to be staring at her.

Melinda went in like a gladiator, detached and aloof. She looked straight at the crowd as her chest was drenched. Dripping water, she did a few jumping jacks till her shirt threatened to ride up her chest. She walked to the line as calmly as could be, as if she were waiting to be picked for a game of basketball.

Alisha went in terrified, walking straight to the water guy and closing her eyes. The crowd went wild as her brown tits were revealed by the wet T-shirt. Alisha looked out into the crowd and blew Kevin a kiss. It was her way of letting him know that this was for him. She broke a smile as she walked mechanically back to the line. Cassie could tell that her friend was terribly proud of herself despite the terror.

It was Cassies turn. If Alisha could do it, so could she. She stepped up onto the stage and looked out at the crowd. It seemed so much bigger once she was onstage. Hundreds of eyes were focused on her, examining her body, picturing her naked and picturing her having sex. At least, thats how it felt to Cassie.

She willed her body to move. Putting one leg in front of the other, she focused on the guy with the water pitcher. The people in the audience ceased to exist as individuals and just became a single large mass. The crowd  not the horny drunken college guys who usually ignored her  cheered and whistled. The crowd  not the men and women in it  was her audience.

Cassie knew the water would be cold, but she still wasnt prepared for the shock. It stung, making her breasts feel as though they were in one giant clamp and then released. Her nipples became hard points clearly visible under the T-shirt. She shivered, which made her breasts bounce from side to side. The crowd roared its approval, and Cassie kept shaking them. Kevin was in that crowd, and therefore, Kevin was the one cheering her jiggling. As the cheers washed over her, Cassie understood how Danielle could be so fearless. There was euphoria as well as sex in that applause. She felt like a sex object, like the most desirable woman in the world, if only for a minute. Their cheers felt like 100 doms telling her to come to their bedrooms tonight.

She didnt remember walking back to the line. Vaguely, she recalled that the girl who won was some blonde with obviously fake breasts. Losing was meaningless to Cassie. She had survived the contest and even had a little fun with it. Alisha was talking constantly about something, but Cassie couldnt hear her. All she could think about was the way the crowd made her feel  and the fact that every girl had been invited to Kevins room except her. Tonight was her turn. She expected so, anyway, but she wouldnt let herself believe it. Standing on that stage, she had believed it.

The ride home was a dream. Walking into the house was like walking back onstage. When Kevin approached the girls in the living room, Cassie thought her heart was going to explode. She was ready to be claimed like the prize she was.

Goodnight, girls, Kevin said. Get some sleep. You all did very well tonight.

And Kevin and Julia left the room. Upstairs the couple went as Cassie stared in shock.

She wasnt going with them, and she had no idea why.




Part Ten

The other girls were waiting for Cassie when she walked into the bedroom. She hadnt heard them whispering when she used the bathroom and she didnt know the agreement they had come to. Cassie had no idea that her friends were worried about her and had decided to give her their best effort at a substitute for the orgy that should have been hers tonight.

But Cassie knew it when Melinda grabbed her by the face and pulled her in for a kiss. She had a suspicion when Alisha came up behind her and planted kisses on her back. There was no doubt in her mind when Danielle took her hand and started sucking on her fingers. She was standing in the bedroom, wrapped in female bodies and affection. A tear came to her eye as she realized what they were doing for her, and a surge of wetness flowed to her cunt as she realized how badly she wanted this.

Bring her to the bed, Danielle said.

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Alisha laughed. Do they do foreplay at all where you come from?

I want her on the bed so I can spank her, Danielle said.

Cassie moaned in Melindas mouth. Melinda broke the kiss. Cassie seconds that idea. Lets do it.

Alisha hesitated. But none of us has practiced or been trained in it.

Danielle looked at Alisha. Do they do anything spontaneous where you come from? I think I can whip Cassies butt without reading a book on it.

Alisha almost said something but stopped. Cassie knew how she felt. Everything Cassie had read had stressed how important it was to prepare and be careful when it came to kinky play. In the fiction she read, doms were always mentored by even wiser paragons or were graduates of exclusive schools. The idea of people just trying it seemed a little amateurish.

Its just like working out, Melinda said. Cassie, if it hurts too much, you just give us a safe word, and well stop. Right Danielle?

Danielle nodded. Sure, she said with a wicked grin. Whats your safe word?

David Hasselhoff Alisha said.

Ewww, all three girls said.

Well, wouldnt it turn you off enough to stop? Alisha said.

Where did you get that idea? Melinda said.

A blog, of course, Alisha said.

I like it, Cassie said. Lets do it.

Good, now get your ass on the bed, Danielle said. She grabbed Cassie roughly by the hair and dragged her to the bed. The other girls giggled at Danielles assertiveness, but Cassie felt something inside her melt. Danielle wanted to spank her, and Cassie wanted badly to meet that need.

Danielle pushed Cassies face down onto the bed, bending her over so her ass was in the air. Melinda climbed onto the bed and grabbed Cassies arms. Cassie almost told her that it wasnt necessary, but she stopped. Melindas firm grip was like steel, as solid as any handcuff. Cassie didnt know where Alisha was, but she hoped the other girl was watching and maybe masturbating, taking pleasure in Cassies plight.

The first slap was hard, far harder than Cassie was expecting. She jumped and cried out. She thought Danielle would pause, but instead Danielle just slapped her ass again. Cassies jumping meant nothing as Danielle laid into her ass as cruelly as any paperback dom. This wasnt the warm inferno that Kevin gave her every morning; this was a full on ass-whipping. Cassie suffered every slap of Danielles hand with a cry from her lips and a clench in her cunt.

It hurt. It hurt a lot, but Cassie took it. As she squirmed and struggled, she could hear the laughter in Danielles voice. Danielle struck her right buttock too many times, and it hurt like a bruise. Melindas fingers were leaving marks in Cassies wrists from squeezing so tightly. This wasnt sexy; it was just suffering. Cassie was OK with that. After the shock of not having been chosen by Kevin tonight, she was more than happy to escape into overwhelming pain.

Damn, thats enough, Alisha said.

She hasnt said Hasselhoff,  Danielle said.

Cassie hadnt. She realized she might never say it, actually. The spanking was brutal, but it took her mind off the fact that she wasnt upstairs. It occurred to her that she had accepted this spanking as some sort of punishment for not being picked.

That doesnt mean you get to beat her all night, Alisha said.

Danielle pouted. But this is fun.

Share the fun, then, Alisha said. Its my turn.

You want to spank her? Danielle asked. Cassie noticed a trace of jealousy in her voice. Where had that come from?

Nah, Alisha said. She grabbed Cassie by the collar. I just want her to eat my pussy.

Melinda laughed and let go of Cassies hands. Good idea.

Yeah, Danielle said. You heard her, Cassie. Start licking!

When did you become a dom, Danielle? Melinda asked.

Cassie didnt hear Danielles answer. Alisha was dragging her by the collar across the bed, and Cassies focus was completely on the dark thighs in front of her. Alisha turned Cassie over, making the girl lie on her back. A sharp flash of pain erupted from her ass when the bed came in contact with the results of Danielles spanking. Cassie could feel her heart pound faster as Alisha swung her legs over Cassies head. Alishas pussy hovered above Cassie, giving Cassie one good look at the heaven that was about to drop down on her face.

A mask of thighs and pussy encased her head. She opened her mouth to take Alishas pussy and tasted the tangy juices on her tongue. Alishas hands settled on Cassies breasts, squeezing them and turning them into handles. Cassie looked up at Alishas glorious body, a dark feminine silhouette that mirrored her own round body.

Cassie licked. Her ass still hurt, but she kept licking. Once again, she felt that familiar sense of losing herself. Alisha was grinding on her face as though Cassie were nothing more than a dildo. All Cassie had to think about was providing pleasure to Alishas cunt. Distantly Cassie felt her breasts being played with, but that was unimportant compared to what was on her tongue right now. Cassie took pride in every clench of Alishas cunt and every sudden buck of Alishas hips.

Hands gripped Cassies ankles, pulling them apart. The girls were talking, but Alishas thighs prevented Cassie from hearing what was being said. A mouth kissed Cassies cunt, and pleasure splashed through her body. Fingers were added, penetrating her cunt while the mouth sucked on her clit. It was Melinda; it had to be.

Cassies body felt divided in three. Her mouth was a toy for Alishas cunt, licking and sucking like a machine. Her cunt, however, was a receptacle of affection. She could feel Melinda seducing her with gentle kisses and hard finger thrusts. Unlike Danielles savage taking, Melinda slowly build Cassie to an orgasmic bliss. While Alisha was fucking Cassies face, Melinda was making deliberate love to her cunt. Throughout it all, her ass burned, still feeling the pain that Danielle had heaped on her. Cassie felt as though she were three different people, and she couldnt decide which she most enjoyed being.

Alisha climaxed, and her vigorous humping of Cassies face was the final trigger for Cassies own orgasm. Cassies body bucked so hard that Alisha almost fell off her face, and Melinda cried out as Cassies hips lifted into her face. The three girls held Cassie down as she shuddered, thrashed and spasmed. Her worries and disappointments were washed away like sandcastles by the powerful wave of her orgasm.

Alisha dismounted, and Cassie could feel how wet her face was. She didnt wipe it off. She liked the sticky feeling. It made her feel like a sex slave. The girls said something, but Cassie didnt hear what it was. Her mind and body were overwhelmed and shutting down. She was vaguely aware of being covered with a sheet and being kissed on the head by three different mouths. The room went dark, and seconds later, Cassie drifted to sleep.

Upstairs, it was perfectly quiet.




Part Eleven

What the hell is this? Kevin asked.

Cassie shivered, and it had nothing to do with the morning breeze on her naked body. The girls were bent over the deck for their regular morning spankings. Kevin stood behind her, and she didnt need to turn to look to know exactly what he was upset about. Her ass was a mess of bruises from Danielles spanking last night. She hadnt seen it herself, but the whispered apologies from Danielle this morning had told her that it was bad.

I said, What the hell is this?  Kevin repeated. Who spanked Cassies ass?

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I did, Danielle said.

Kevin stomped over to Danielle and whacked her ass with his paddle. Oh, you did? Who the fuck said you could spank Cassie?

Ouch! Danielle said, but before she could answer, Melinda spoke up.

Its my fault, sir, she offered. I suggested we play with Cassie last night.

Kevin gave Melinda a backhand with the paddle as well. Did you now? And why the fuck did you do that?

This time, it was Alishas turn to speak out of turn. Because Cassie was really upset last night! We decided to take care of her.

There was no paddle hit for that response. Unable to turn around, Cassie just stared ahead at the white-sand beach and the aqua blue waves. A pit of guilt opened inside her, and she tried to fill it with the beauty of the beach. No matter what happened next, she thought, at least shed have Cancun and her friends for a few awesome days.

A full minute of silence passed by before Kevin spoke again. Julia, give Danielle some lessons in spanking. Use Melinda and Alisha for practice.

What are you going to do? Julia asked.

Im going to take Cassie out for breakfast, Kevin said. Get your street clothes, Cassie.

Oh, shit, Cassie thought. Is he going to kick me out of the house?

Kevin said nothing to her on the walk to the restaurant. She didnt dare speak. She was in trouble, and her stomach was twisting into new shapes. She hadnt felt this guilty since her dad had walked in on her masturbating. Cassie was dreading Kevin confronting her about last night, so much so that she almost wished he would kick her out of the house now instead of dragging it out over breakfast.

They sat down, and Kevin ordered for both of them. The place was surprisingly full for the early hour, but Cassie had begun to understand that there was no such thing as a quiet moment during spring break. She just hoped nobody would overhear Kevin when he explained why he was throwing her out.

Did you have fun last night? he asked.

Uh, yes, she said meekly.

I cant hear you, he said. Louder.

Yes, she said.

What did you girls do last night while I was asleep?

Cassie fiddled with her silverware. Just  umm

Kevin leaned forward in his chair. Listen to me very carefully, Cassie. If you do not speak up and start answering me clearly, Im going to enter you into every wet T-shirt and bikini contest being held this week. Now, answer the question.

Cassie swallowed. Danielle spanked me, and then Alisha rode my face while Melinda ate me out.

Kevin blinked in surprise. Fuck, I would have liked to see that.

Cassie blushed. Her cunt stirred as she thought about Kevin watching it all. She daydreamed about it for a little bit until she noticed the frown on his face. Oh, shit, thats right, she was still in trouble.

Cassie, Melinda said they did that with you because you were depressed. Why were you upset?

Cassie tried to respond, but the words died in her mouth again. Kevins eyes narrowed, and she saw that he had no patience for her inability to speak. It scared her, making the words even harder to speak.

Was it because I didnt invite you upstairs? Kevin asked.

Cassie nodded.

Say it, he snapped.

Yes! she blurted. She had responded instantly before the fear could hold her back.

There was an odd look on Kevins face. Really? I didnt think you liked me.

Cassie recognized the look on his face now. It was disbelief. It was a little insecurity. It was the same look she had on her own face when a pretty boy expressed an interest in her.

I dont believe this, she said. Ive spent all week waiting for  you know. And last night, you just went to bed.

Last night, I was tired, Kevin said. Its true. Sometimes, doms just want to sleep. Theres also something really sexy about having a house full of submissives and going to bed with just your wife.

He grinned. The momentary insecurity was gone, and he had resumed his usual confident look. Also, Im a dom, Cassie, not a mind reader. Yes, I know doms are supposed to be mind readers but that can happen only after you really know somebody and have been with them for a long time. Strangers like us have to talk and communicate. Im not going to do anything to you unless I am really sure its what you want. Now tell me, what have you been waiting for?

To fuck, Cassie said quietly.

No, no, he said. Say it loud. Say it like you fucking need it.

I want you to fuck me, Cassie said. The people at the tables around them all turned to look at her. Heat spread across her face as she blushed.

And suck my cock? Kevin asked. When she nodded, he snapped, Say it loud.

I want to suck your cock! Cassie said quickly, before the fear could stop her.

And what about your cunt? Kevin asked.

I want you to eat my cunt! Cassie said far too loudly for the crowded restaurant. People were openly staring at her, and a few guys actually cheered.

And what about your ass? Is it too sore to be spanked?

Spank my ass! Cassie said. Spank it as long as you want!

The waitress hurried to their table. Please, ma,am, lower your voice.

Cassie looked at Kevin and saw the pride in his face. He loved hearing every dirty thing she said. He loved knowing exactly how she felt. After being quiet for so long, she felt energized to finally be speaking the very thoughts that she had carried secretly for so long in her life.

Kevin, you can do anything you want to my body for as long as you want! she almost shouted Its up to you whether you take me or not!

He nodded. Thank you, Cassie. Waitress, I assure you shell be quiet now. Ive heard everything I wanted to hear.




Part Twelve

Come on, Cassie, Kevin said. He didnt look back as he climbed the stairs to his bedroom. This was it.

Cassie finished drying the last plate and followed him. Melinda gave her a thumbs-up, and she returned it. Danielle gave her a fake frown before Alisha pinched Danielles ass. Cassie had a feeling that the girls would entertain themselves quite well without her tonight.

It took a lot of willpower for her not to run up the stairs. She made a decision that if she had waited this long, she could do it with dignity. Besides, she was afraid she would trip if she ran.

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The bedroom was lit by candles. The four-poster bed had a piece of rope on each of the posts. A small side table had been pulled up with a variety of paddles laid out upon it.

Julia was waiting, nude except for her collar. Cassie felt her heart race as Julia stepped behind her and grabbed her arms. Metal cuffs clicked around Cassies wrists before locking into place. Julia spun Cassie around so they were face to face. Julia then took Cassies face in her hands and kissed her mouth.

It was just like the kiss theyd had in the water. Julia used Cassies mouth for her pleasure, and Cassie was happy to give it. Their nude bodies pressed together while Julias hands roamed all over Cassie. Cassie wanted to touch back, but the handcuffs kept her hands pinned and useless, which only made her that much more aroused.

A strong hand grabbed Cassies collar, pulling her away from Julia. Kevin pulled Cassie to him, and it was his turn to take her mouth. He was twice as forceful, twice as passionate and twice as hungry. His strong arms encased her, binding her to his body as surely as any rope or steel.

As Kevin took her mouth, Cassie could feel his cock pressing against her. He was nude as well!

He broke the kiss and said a single word. Suck.

Cassie dropped to her knees. It was a fluid motion that looked as though she had practiced it for years. The truth was that it was a move she had imagined doing 1,000 times. The only practice shed had was picturing it during masturbation. She was pleasantly surprised to find that that was good enough.

His cock was hard and waiting for her. She wanted to look at it, examine it and worship it, but his orders had been clear. She was to suck. Cassie opened her mouth and took his cock between her lips, then sealed them around him and sucked like the good submissive shed always wanted to be.

How long has it been since Cassie had a cock in her mouth? To her, it seemed like 100 years. She had tasted another womans mouth, and she had tasted cunt, but it seemed like way too long since she had tasted cock. There was something wonderful about having her first doms cock in her mouth, and she sucked and licked as though his cock were the greatest thing she had ever had in her mouth.

Feminine hands grabbed her nipples. Kevins hand gripped her hair so she wouldnt stop sucking. That didnt stop Julia from pinching and twisting Cassies nipples. The cruel woman was worse than the nipple clamps, worse even than horny boyfriends in the relentless way she tortured Cassies nipples. Julia was trying her best to hurt Cassie, and Cassie wasnt sure if it was some sort of weird jealousy thing happened.

One savage twist of her nipples made her moan with Kevins cock in her mouth. When she moaned, Kevin moaned twice as loudly and thrust his hips towards Cassies face. Cassie understood. Julia was tormenting her to heighten Kevins pleasure. Cassie was an instrument Julia played to please him. It gave the pain Cassie was experiencing a romantic context.

After a few more pained moans, Kevin pulled his cock out of her mouth. Cassie didnt want to let go. The cock popped from her reluctant lips, and for a moment, she stuck her tongue out to chase it.

Youre even greedier than Danielle, Kevin said. He looped his fingers around her collar and dragged her to her feet. Dont move a muscle.

She stayed still as she was asked, but her stillness lasted only until she felt Julia smack her behind with a paddle. She hissed and rose up to her tiptoes. Kevin kept his grip on her collar.

Your ass might be too tender, but there are other parts of you, he said. Before Cassie could react, he gave her left breast a heavy upward slap.

Ouch! she cried.

Crying out is fine; moving is not, Kevin said, and he smacked her other breast twice as hard. In fact, I think I like hearing you scream.

Cassie didnt disappoint. She was soon screaming as he slapped what felt like every inch of her body. He started with open-handed slaps coming down onto her breasts with frightening speed. Julia stepped behind her, grabbing her arms so there was nowhere for the girl to hide. Left, right, left, right, her breasts suffered his slaps till her tits felt swollen with sensation.

Kevin didnt stop with her breasts. He gently slapped the sides of her body, and Cassie cringed at the sharp stings on her stomach and hips. He slapped down her thighs, spreading her legs so he could deliver a series of sharp slaps to the inside of her thighs. Slap, slap, slap, he went down her body and then back up. She felt like one big target for his hands.

What helped her through the non-stop slapping was the look on his face. There was an excitement there that was infectious. He was enjoying himself, and he enjoyed every reaction he got out of Cassie. His grin grew bigger and bigger as he turned her body into one giant stinging welt. Cassie felt pride in that grin, knowing that he wouldnt be that happy without her submission.

He slapped her face, stunning her for a moment. She thought that maybe she had offended him. For one brief second, she worried that he was angry and wondered what she must have done to deserve it. When she saw the excited smile on his face, she realized that this, too, was for his enjoyment. She took the second slap to her face with a smile, and by the fourth slap, she was leaning into his hand.

Cassie, are you ready to fuck? he asked.

Yes, yes, please! she said.

He laughed. Im sure the girls heard you downstairs. What about you, Julia? Are you ready to fuck?

Yes sir, please let this slut fuck for your enjoyment, Julia said. She said it formally as though she had said it a million times before. Cassie felt a longing for the day she would be taught to respond like that.

Very well, Kevin said. They removed the cuffs from Cassies hands, and Julia rubbed Cassies wrists. They led the girl to the bed and tied her spread eagled. They fastened her ankles and wrists with rope and leather cuffs. A pillow was placed under her head so she could see what they were going to do to her.

Bound and helpless, she watched as Julia crawled into bed. The older woman crawled over Cassie, kissing all the places Kevin had slapped. No, kissing was too gentle a word. Julia bit; she nibbled and sampled Cassies body with her mouth. Thighs, hips, nipples and neck, Julia was just as thorough with her mouth as Kevin had been with his hands.

Julia kissed Cassie. She groaned as Julia devoured her mouth. In a distant part of her mind, Cassie realized that she liked Julias kisses best of all.

The bed shifted, and Julia groaned. Cassie realized that Kevin had penetrated his sub. She could see him fucking Julia from behind while Cassies body lay helpless beneath him. It was unfair. It was teasing the fuck out of her. It was incredibly beautiful and dominant.

Julia groaned again and then returned to kissing Cassie. This time, Cassie became the aggressor. She kissed and fucked Julias mouth while Kevin fucked Julias cunt. Cassie knew her purpose: She was to arouse her doms sub. Having a purpose, and one that was against her own interests, just made her so damn wet.

The candles burned low before Kevin pulled out of Julia. Cassie wasnt sure whether Julia had climaxed or not. Maybe Julias climax wasnt the point. Maybe Kevin was just finished with her. Whatever the reason, she slinked off the bed while Kevin crawled over to Cassie.

Tell me, he said.

Fuck me! she yelled.

Kevin chuckled. Never be quiet, he said.

He entered her. Cassie knew rationally that he was just a man, and it was just a cock, but her body went into overdrive, anyway. It wasnt a cock that was in her cunt; it was the culmination of her dreams. He wasnt just a man on top of her; he was the first man who had ever asked her submission and whom shed decided to give it to. It wasnt the act of fucking they were doing on this bed; it was a carnal act of submission they were performing on this shrine.

The ropes held her tightly even though she had no wish to go anywhere.

The bed creaked, telling the girls downstairs that Cassie was the one being pounded tonight.

Kevin bit her shoulder as he fucked her; it was just a little more pain to which she could surrender.

She screamed as she came, reveling in the sound of her own freed voice as much as in the orgasmic pleasure.

She had no memory of the ropes coming loose. She barely recalled Kevin rolling off her. Time was acting funny, like on a long summer night. Instead of minutes and actions, she was aware only of sensations. Julias cunt was brought to her face, and she licked. Kevins cock was placed in her hand, and she stroked. Paddles were applied to her body, and she took them with fresh cries of pain and joy. She was entered again, by fingers and later a cock, but as in a dream, she wasnt sure who did what. It didnt matter. Cassie was there to suffer, fuck, enjoy and submit.

And that she did until the candles winked out and the last tired body fell into bed. Cassie lay in bed, breathing and feeling. Slowly, she felt Julias breathing deepen as sleep took her. Then Kevin snored gently, succumbing to sleep as well. Cassie lay between them, warming both of their bodies like a shared pillow. It was a long time before she could let go enough to sleep as well.




Part Thirteen
It was over. The long week ended too quickly. Cassie was back at the airport standing with her friends  no, her lovers. She realized that she loved them all, dom, doms wife and fellow submissives. She loved them in that special way that you love people you meet on vacation. In the future, when she thought of them, shed remember them being a part of the best week of her life.

God, I cant walk straight, Alisha said. It was true. None of them could. Once Kevin had broken the ice with Cassie, sex, submission and bondage had become an all-day event. Orgies in the living room, blow jobs in the shower and kinky sex games at dinnertime had become part of their normal routine. In just three days, Cassie had lost count of how many times she had fucked Kevin and his submissives. It was a wonderful feeling, even if it meant that now they could hardly move anymore.

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Youre going to e-mail me? Alisha said. Cassie was struck by how naked Alishas neck appeared. Their collars had been removed before the ride to the airport, but Cassie could still feel the phantom weight around her neck.

I promise, Cassie said.

And youll read my blog? Alisha said. Cassie could tell that this was the more important request. That blog wasnt a vanity project to her; it was the only place where she felt she could really be the sexy submissive she knew she was.

Every day, Cassie said.

Youd better e-mail me, too, Melinda said. Im going to need all the support I can get. Its going to be hard to go back to being a normal girl.

Cassie shook her head. None of us is normal anymore, she said. Im going to start placing personal ads, and you girls should, too.

Melinda frowned. Thats a scary thing to do. I mean, it was one thing to come out here, but to try to find another dom? I dont know.

Melinda, youre the strongest girl I know, Danielle said. I think youre strong enough to do what it will take to make you happy.

Yes, maam, Melinda said, and all the girls laughed. Danielle frowned at first, but then she reluctantly laughed, too.

Kevin gave me some books about being a dom to read, Danielle said. That doesnt mean Ive decided to become one.

You havent decided yet, but we just know, Cassie said. The other girls nodded. You have a mean streak in you that you need to express. Besides, I think that as much as your parents run your life, you want to be in charge for once.

Then it was Danielles turn to be speechless. Unable to argue, she just hugged Cassie. The other girls joined in the hug. A week of fucking had made them comfortable with touching, but it was their friendship that made them intimate.

We all need doms, or subs, as the case may be, Cassie said. I think we should promise never to settle again. From now on, were getting what we need.

Keep talking like that, and I might need to put your face back between my legs, Danielle said.

The girls giggled and hugged each other more tightly.

Not to interrupt, Julia said, but Cassie, Kevin wanted you to help him with the luggage.

The girls laughed as Cassie groaned. Yes, maam. she said.

She started to head off, but Julia grabbed her by the hair. The brief jolt of pain to her scalp made Cassie giggle. It was funny how pain now reminded her of sex and flirting.

There was no need to ask what Julia wanted. Cassie turned to the older woman and gave her the kiss that Julia demanded. It was a bold kiss, which was the only kind Julia knew how to do. After the kiss, Julia just smiled and turned around. Cassie almost expected some sort of goodbye, but then she realized that was it. Actions were Julias words.

Kevin was in the parking garage. As she approached, Cassie remembered that everyone had carried in her own luggage. Despite the soreness of her body, she got a new surge of energy.

Hey, Cassie, Kevin said. He was leaning against the car. It was parked in the darkest corner of the garage.

Julia said you needed me, Cassie said.

Kevin kept smiling. And what do you think I need you for?

You need me to fuck, she said, loudly and clearly.

Damn right, he said. He opened the door to the car and grabbed her by the arm. He had her bend over with her ass outside the car and her elbows on the seat. Cassie was smiling, happy to be of service one more time. She felt her shorts get pulled down, and a tremble ran through her body. Kevins cock entered her moments later.

Fuck me, sir. Fuck me as much as you want, Cassie said.

And he did.

The end.