“Yes, she’s your favorite little pit bull, isn’t she?”
I laughed. “She sure is. Sometimes its fun watching her get all worked up. But she does perform a serious function and she’s very good at it.”
“Yes, she is. A beautiful woman like her is easily dismissed as a threat until its too late. It gives her an edge over someone that hasn’t done their homework.”
“That’s right it does. Amy has built up a pretty formidable reputation as my personal security escort over the past four years.”
“Oh, the guests are becoming more daring I see. This may turn into a pretty interesting soiree after all,” Vicky noted as she glanced around the room.
The staff had decorated the room with swaths of fabric that created a separate area for dancing and conversation for a larger group. Other small secluded areas had been created using fabrics of various shades and translucency to provide more intimate areas that guests could use for more privacy.
It created an interesting effect, like we were a group of gypsies camped out somewhere, taking the time to enjoy the pleasures of life.
It turned the large banquet style room into a land of fantasy with hints of naughty promises for those that chose to pursue them.
“Speaking of which,” Zoey jumped up and grabbed my arm. “Let’s go get dirty.”
I was in voyeur heaven as the women all bounced around me playfully teasing until we ended up in the Mud Room.
It looked like some bizarre scene from a vampire movie. We entered a room with a vaulted ceiling, everything was made of stone blocks. There were two rows of five raised enclosures that looked like giant stone coffins without lids. The inside of these rectangular enclosures was filled with warm mud.
The room smelled of decay, it was heady and assaulted your senses. I guess it was from the mud and whatever was in it. The room was very warm because of the heat radiating from the mud baths.
“Oh, this is going to be fun. I love getting dirty,” Nomi said. “Jeff, Zoey and I are going to give you a special mud massage.”
Zoey and Nomi looked at each other giggling sharing in their own unspoken communication that this wasn’t the first time they had played around together in the mud.
“Okay, I get it. You’re getting back at me for teasing you. You’re still a shit.”
I smiled. “You’re so cute when you pout.”
Vicky frowned. “I’m not supposed to be cute. I’m supposed to be scary and demanding.”
I laughed. “Well, I think it’s cute.”
Vicky stuck out her tongue at me.
“Damn, no man has ever teased me like that. No man should have that kind of control over a woman. You should be under my thumb another victim of pink power. But you’re not are you?” Vicky said.
“No. I’m not. I never will be Vicky,” I said. “Besides, I didn’t tease you. I prefer to say it was pleasure enhancement.”
Vicky laughed. “Ha! Pleasure enhancement. Jeez I can just see the conversations now. ‘Girlfriend you wouldn’t believe what he did, it was pleasure enhancement.’ What a load of crap!”
“He said he’s going to beat me. Can you believe it?” Amy whined into the phone.
Amy frowned. “It’s not funny damn it!”
“Get your butt down here before he paddles me for real!” Amy said.
I could hear the familiar laughter rolling out of Amy’s phone before she ended the call.
“Vicky’s not to old to go over my knee either, you know,” I said.
Amy just gave me one of those brat cartoon type faces that she makes. She was convinced that I wouldn’t spank her, but she was apprehensive enough about it to move further away from me.
“Now you’re whining, that’s not attractive, but the pout is still cute,” I poked at her.
“You’re insufferable!” Vicky exclaimed shaking her head.
“I can’t believe that Cindy just threw you away like she has,” Vicky said.
I shrugged. “Cindy’s an attractive woman, she’s always had the attention of men when she goes out. She has the power of pink as you like to say.”
“Well I think she’s just being stupid. You’re an attractive man and you’re an incredibly imaginative lover. You take the time to explore what your partner likes before being concerned about your own needs,” Vicky praised me.
“So that makes me a good boy toy?” I said.
“No that makes you a rare man that most women would fall over themselves to figure out how to please. You have some fun buttons to push but your reactions are unpredictable and exciting,” Vicky said.
I shrugged. “I like to have fun, just like anybody else.”
Gina was gushing with enthusiasm to hear more details.
“Damn it! You are so wrong,” I said as I glared at Gina.
“Gives you a moist moment just thinking about it, doesn’t it?” Gina burst into laughter again while my flush deepened into a dark red.
Gina was right. I realized that my panties were soaked. I was so out of control.
“When we woke up from our nap, Carl was randy and ready to go again,” I began to tell her the story.
“Show me the bedroom,” Carl told me.
“So I walked in front of him leading him to the bedroom. I got more excited knowing he was watching my ass,” I told Gina.
She giggled. “Yeah, guys really like that.”
“Carl saw my used pair of pantyhose discarded on the floor when we entered the bedroom,” I said.
“Pantyhose sucks,” Carl said. “Let me show you what I think they’re good for.”
“Pick them up and put them on your head,” Carl said. “Make sure you get the gusset right over your face.”
“I was shocked, Gina. This ass just bossed me around and expected me to accept what he said. I told him I wouldn’t do it and he just grabbed my hair and pulled me over his knees.”
Gina panted. “Oh shit! Then what did he do?”
“What do you think he did? That monster just started smacking my ass hard with his hand. He spanked me until I was blubbering that I would do anything he wanted,” I said.
“Then what?” Gina’s eyes were wide from excitement.
The women rolled with laughter at my expression. They continued teasing me without mercy filling my head with naughty images of women using me for their pleasure while I served their needs.
I was feeling like a cooked lobster from the sauna’s heat and stepped out to use the cold dip pool to cool down and close my pores until getting into one of the three hot tubs that were arranged around the cold dip pool in a semi circle.
The cold dip pool was cool and soothing, after the first shock of entry from the temperature difference. It was a large 6 foot circle, filled with water 8 feet deep.
The ladder of the cold dip pool was centered on the lobby area of this large wet room. Different rooms surrounded the wet lobby area, two large saunas, a steam room, and several open face shower alcoves.
I watched as Moni came out of the sauna and slowly lowered her sweat covered body into the cold dip pool. She used the ladder to climb into the cool water and the effect was mesmerizing.
“She looks just like Jasmine Black, doesn’t she?” Amy announced to no one in particular.
Zoey quipped. “You just say that because of her big saggy boobs.”
“Maybe,” Amy said. “I think you look like Kayla Green.”
“What are you, a living encyclopedia of porn queens?” Zoey groaned.
Amy giggled. “It’s a hobby.”
“More like a perversion!” Moni snapped back.
I’m so confused, I still love Jeff but I have a desire that he just can’t fulfill.
My desire to be taken and ravished by a bad boy. A man that really doesn’t care about me, that only wants to use me for his sexual gratification is overwhelming.
My lust for being made to do nasty things is an uncontrollable urge that demands to be satisfied.
I really don’t want to actually be forced to do anything against my will. But it’s very thrilling, I get so wet thinking about being naughty, doing things that would shock other people.
Look at me, I’m here alone at our condo in San Francisco and I’m rubbing my pussy, through my panties, while thinking about Carl ravishing my body.
Carl tells me to do things, orders me around like a servant, talks nasty and says things that are humiliating, demands that I obey him.
He’s a complete jerk, and I love it. I crave it. I want to be his slut, his fuck toy, to submit to his demands and lose myself in my own dark lust.
Giggling the women lined up, two on each side of the chair facing away from me. They left a gap about the width of three lounge chairs standing two feet in front of my feet.
This left me with the sight of four delicious butts standing practically in my face. The women were obviously excited about teasing me by playing my little pervo game with me.
Looking from right to left I marveled at the beautiful bottoms on display for my pleasure. None of them were wearing full cut bikini bottoms. They were either wearing Brazilian cut bottoms, or some other form of thong or string bikini.
Their bikini clad bottoms were more enticing than being completely naked because of the sexual tension they created letting my imagination run wild.
At that moment Amy peeled off from my right side and moved directly in front of me. From somewhere piped in from hidden speakers a sensual jazz melody with a strong drum rhythm began playing.
Amy started dancing, but this wasn’t a normal dance that you would see in a nightclub. No this was definitely a booty bouncing ass dance. Amy was working it too. Shaking her hips from side to side, bending over and thrusting her butt up in the air. Finally, I don’t know how she did it, but she ended up on her knees and rocked her pelvis making her ass clap.
“Walked the plank?” Tabs said.
“Yeah, we pushed the lounge chairs aside in the pool area to make a walkway, like a runway model, and walked off rolling our rumps for his judgment.”
Tabs was grabbing her sides, she laughed so hard at the image of four beautiful women giving a bouncing booty show to Jeff.
“So who won?” Tabs wondered.
“No one won! That bastard said we all won. Of course this was after we all spent a few hours having oral sex. Jeff was a pussy monster! He ate our pussy and ass for a couple of hours while we teased him.”
“Oh shit!” Tabs exclaimed.
“Yeah!” Amy laughed. “We all had like a gazillion orgasms. Jeff looked like a warm glazed donut when we were finished. It was crazy!”
“Wow! I never knew Jeff had it in him. He’s always been so quiet, such a nice guy,” Tabs squirmed around.
“Tell me about it. A regular boy scout. Typical husband material, until Cindy betrayed his loyalty. Now Jeff’s in pussy heaven.”
The women laughed and continued talking about what’s been going on aboard the Vixen while they made their way back to their cabins for the evening.