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The Tour

Part 2

The Tour

Part 2

The guide and I left the viewing area, and continued down the main hall.
Several of the rooms were empty and another on had a "Do Not Disturb" on
it. 

The last room was open for viewing. In this room there was only one
slave. She was not your normal, movie model slave. Her ass was rather
plump with thick thighs. If she was not stretched out she would look
about 15 lbs overweight.  
Her ankles were chained to rings in the floor pulling her legs so wide
open that even looking at her made you think that it must hurt. Her
wrist cuffs were attached to cables that pulled them up, almost as wide
apart as her legs. 

Through the head harness, she looked attractive enough but a large black
ball gag distended her face. 

I suppose the most torturous thing was, from the floor between her legs
extended a pole, that reached her open cunt. It was topped by a large,
rubber spined dildo. You could only see the bottom of the dildo, where
it attached to the pole. 
The slave wiggled and moaned several times as we stood there. I was
begining to wonder how long the slave had been there when the door to
the room opened. A tall thin woman, about 40, entered, dressed in a
brief bathing suit. She was followed by a maid.

The guide said that he thought the dildo was at least 10 inches long and
4 inches round. Under our postion was a mirrored wall that he slave had
to stare into during her bondage. He said that she was a new lesbian
lover of the tall woman, who had been a visitor for a number of years. 

While he explained the maid wheeled a small steel table in front of the
bound slut. The Mistress told the maid to proceed.
Smiling the maid, took long tweezers from the table and squatted in
front of the slave. I noticed a smile grow on the woman's face as the
maid carfully put the tweezers to the slave's pubic hair and pulled. The
slave jumped in pain, pulling at her bound limbs. Again the maid plucked
a couple of brown hairs from the slave's mound. 

My guide flashed me a knowing smile, then leaned over too me. " Audra
was not pleased with the slut's progess so she is combining a little
incentive with a triming".
We watched for a few more minutes. The slave's flattened tits started to
be covered by not only tears but drule from around her gag. Each pluck
of hair caused the slave to breath faster, and her owner to smile
greater. The maid was told to move closer to the thick dildo. The
slave's eyes widened and she shook her head from side to side in a
futile plee. The tweezers closed on hair from the more sensitve labia.
With a quick jerk the sadistic maid yanked hair after hair from the
tender skin. I did enjoy watching the plump slave sweat.

As we left the guide explained that Audra had the maid do that for about
15 min, then they left. The maid returned at 15 min intervals to contiue
the procedure.
It lasted for about two or three hours a day, until most of the slave is
clean. Audra was staying 10 days.

It was early afternoon as we sat down to an excellent buffet lunch. I
asked about ann, almost forgeting about my lovely property. He said that
she was being physical examined and I would see her tomorrow during one
of the public tests. When I asked what kind of test he just gave me a
shit eatin' grin. 

We chatted and ate. Next to us was a young man, eating an reading a
paper. 
Under the table on all fours was a very attactive girl. A leash ran from
her neck to one of the chair backs. Ever so often he dropped a morsal of
food to floor. She would scurry to it an lower he head and pick it up
with her mouth. When she bent over I noticed that she had a tail? 

My guide noticed my intrest, hell I was interested and horny since we
arrived. 
He leaned over and spoke to the young man. 
" Are you enjoying your honeymoon Mr. Pearson?"
Looking up he smiled and replied " You bet! Great time!"

Pearson went on about how nice the swimming and riding was. He raved
about the baths and enterainment. All the while his fresh young wife
laid her head on his shoe. " Would you like to meet my wife?" he asked
me. Yea, I was going to say no.

Taking the leash he lead her out from under the table. She immediatly
assumed a submissive kneeling position.
"This is Princess" he said. 
The girl was about 19, very athletic build with nice tits, a handfull I
would say. Shoulder length auburn hair graced her attractive face. 

My attention was drawn to her tits. Each nipple sported a shinny metal
clamp. Looking closer they had small stones hanging from them. Each also
appeared to have teeth that gripped into each of her soft perky nubs.
Noticing my stare, the husband reached down and flicked one with his
finger, causing his young wife to wince in pain. " I had these made
special for my wedding. She wore them all through the cerimony and
reception. 
I like making her stand in the window and having the light refract
throught the crystals. Turn around bitch and show the nice men your
ass." 

Princess did as she was told. Putting her head to the floor she bent her
back, sticking her ass in the air. To my pleasure her hole was filled
with a plug. From the plug extended a beautiful tail. I matched her hair
exactly. I also notice several red stripes crossing her tanned skin.

" I had that made out of her own hair, just for the honeymoon." He
explained. " Princess runs 5 miles a day. I started with a standard
plug, but here I wanted her puppy training to be more real. The first
two days I had to strap it in, now she can keep it in by herself. I met
my little bitch at her 18th birthday party. My bosses daughter. We
started dating and well here we are. She took to submissive life rather
quickly."

He took his leave of us as he lead his slave away. She followed him on
her hands and knees out the door. 

We finished lunch and my guide said that he had an appointment and he
would have a maid show me to my room if I wanted. I agreed as I thought
a nap would be in order. I figured the night would be long. 

He found a maid that was not busy and told her to show me the way. The
woman was a dark haired Italian. The small bikini barly covered her dark
nipples on her at least double D breasts. It was most enjoyable
following her, watching her ass wiggle as she walked in the 5 inch
heels. 
Only the string of her thong bottom broke up the lines of her olive
flesh. 

The room was of moderate size, I thought more than generous for a
newcomer. A large bed with 4 thick posts sat in the center of the far
wall, plenty of room to move around it. A bath room with a large tub,
was near the front. When I took my head out of the bathroom I did a
double take. There were three naked slaves, kneeling in the center of
the room.

" As your slave is to be used by the spa, Sir, you have your choice of
one of these."
said the maid as she moved her hand like Vanna White.

There knelt, a blonde with big tits, a red head with high firm breasts
and a dark haired oriental with small tits. Each sported the house
collar and cuffs. Shiney stainless steel with neoprene between the flesh
and the metal. Very functional, fluid resitant and riveted on. Each had
chains running from their collars to wrists, keeping their hands just
under chest level.

Partial to blondes I pick miss big tits. After letting me know that I
should treat the slave like my own, the maid hussled the other two out.
" Dinner starts at 6 pm Sir,
enjoy your self." she closed the door.

I looked around he room, my belongings had been placed in the drawers
and hung in the closet. Slave big tits had not looked up. She waited for
my attention. I ordered her to stand and display herself to me. 
As she held her big tits and turned I asked her her age, " 33 Master"
she answered.
"What is your name?" I asked

"I am a Spa whore,Master we have no names." she answered

I decided to call her big tits. She said that this was her third season
as a whore. Most other information was not allowed. I had her undress me
and as I lay on the bed the lovely blonde slut tongued me from my feet,
up my legs, over my ass winding up with my hard cock deep in her throat.
I reached down and grabbed each of her hard nipples. Leaning back I took
them with me pulling them up hard, dragging her tits and painfully
pulling them. A low moan engulfed my cock and th pain shot through the
slave. 
Big tit sucked harder and faster. I pulled harder, first on the left the
the right tit. I continued to alternate as she deep throated my thick 7
inches.

Dropping a tit I grabbed her hair, and pulled her off my cock. Winded
she muttered, "Yess Master, your pleasure?"
saliva dripped from the slave's hot mouth.
Without a word I pulled her up, she strattled my cock and plunged it
into her amazingly wet cunt! " These bitches do like this." I thought.

With her wrists still chained she grabbed her big tits, and crushed them
as she road my cock. Lowly she moaned  "Fuck me Master fuck meee".

I watched, when I was not overcome with lust, the slave bounce on my
hard rod.

" Please may I come Sir pleaseee"
she begged.
This only got me hotter, as I started to cum I weakened and told the
slut to come, "Yeesssss Sirr"She moaned as we came together!

I fell asleep with big tits licking my cock and balls clean. An hour and
a half later I awoke, with my trained house whore kneeling next to the
bed. 

As she washed me it the relaxing hot tub she again thanked me for her
orgasm. She had not had one for over a week. In fact she admitted to
having two while riding my dick. While I dressed I let her wash up and
fix her make up as I wanted her to accompany me for the evening.

It was after five when, with big tits on a leash, I left my room. I
quickly noticed the mood of the Spa had changed. The maids had changed
from the skimpy bikinis, and now wore, well, more traditional uniforms.
Each wore a rather abrieviated version of the black dress with white
apron outfits. 
Very sexy. Deep neck lines, skirts so shortt that when they bent their
naked asses hung out. 

I sat in the lobby, watching TV, catching up on the news, as if I could
really concentrate. Big tits knelt beside me. I heard a noise behind me,
turning I saw a maid just approaching. "Before dinner drink, Sir?" she
asked. I ordered a white wine. She turned to a cart, pored the wine and
handed it to big tits. She curtsyed and started away. I noticed the cart
move. Leaning over I watched as a slave, on her hands and knees followed
the maid.
She was attached to the cart by leather straps. Straps ran to each bound
up tit. Each tit looked like a softball, bound at the base tightly by
leather. Another strap went to each nipple, they connected to steel
clamps. Each was a pressure clamp, the more stress on the strap the more
pressure and torment was put on each nipple. As she crawled away her
tits pulled toward her legs. Finally two more straps, one to each cunt
lip! Again severe toothed clamps bit into the soft sensive flesh as the
slave pulled the heavy cart, filled with ice and bottles behind her
maid.
One wheel of the cart hit the end of a rug and caused the bottles to
clank. The maid turned and stared sternly at the slave girl, the picked
up a riding crop from the cart. 
There in the lobby, the maid raised the crop and brought it down on the
slaves upturned ass three times. I watched as the slaves head reared
back in pain. No noise was heard though, as I saw that the slave's mouth
was covered by a thick slab of leather, no doubt holding in a cock gag.

As I was turning back to the TV, I was startled by the load plop from
the chair next to mine. It was the chubby man that it had watched in the
pleasure barn.

Reaching out his hand he introduced himself as Ray Howard. I introduced
myself and a polite conversation started. He was a very pleasant man who
delt in real estate. He had been a member for many years. As a second
thought he brought my attention to his bowing slave. 
The attractive gray haired slave was on her knees with her wrists
crossed behind her and her forehead touching the floor. 
"This is my wife, you can call her barb." he said
Jerking her leash the slave shuffled the foot or two across the floor in
front of him.
He then put his feet on her back. Like an ottoman the slave stayed bent
to serve her husband. 
" I prefer this position, as I can rest my glasses on her or like this
it feels better on my feet. Great on cold days."

I commented on how attractive she was. He laughted, "Thanks, she is no
spring chicken, but keeps in shape. You can use her if you like. You saw
how good she is in licking ass. A few years experiance."

It was well after six when we finished our drinks and decided to go to
dinner. With our slaves in tow we walked to the dining room.

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