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Island Pleasures By T. Picciani, Part 2
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ISLAND PLEASURES
by T. Picciani
Part 2 The Fitting
Ally sits there at the large table and takes a deep breath.
How much time has passed during this inquisition? She has lost
all sense of time. It is then that she notices a wall clock above
the double doors. 4 PM, she realizes she's been here for three
hours. Where did all the time go! The saying "Time flies when
your having fun." , came to her mind. Was that what this was,
fun? Perhaps, for even after all the arguing, pleading, and
crying that she had gone through she felt quite good now. She
had conquered the situation. But most importantly she would be
loved. Her future master and mistress would care for her and she
would accept all that they did to her. She could see the love in
their faces and hear the love in their voice. She fully
comprehended now that they would know what she needed. They
would show her the way. She was ready.
Alex spoke. "Ally, before we begin, do you have any
questions? I don't want you to have any unanswered questions
before we begin the next step."
Ally thought for a moment.
Alex continued, "Do you have any fears or concerns about
what will happen to you, about anything at all?"
Ally pondered what kind of risk would be involved. "What
about pregnancy? I don't want to get pregnant," she said with a
bit of concern.
"Good question. First, there is a fully equipped medical
center on the island with facilities to handle just about any
emergency So all the medical procedures that are performed are
safe. Our doctors have developed a special surgical clip that
they can attach to the tubes inside. All women get this done to
them. The clip can be removed by a similar procedure and full
function can be restored. A similar clip is installed on the
male testicle creating a temporary vasectomy. The surgeon uses
orthoscopic surgery techniques so there's little if any scaring.
Can you accept this? This is an important point. I must have
missed it in my notes. "
"Good," Ally said, "I was worried about that."
"Sir, You forgot something! She needs to be examined
before the trip!" said Susan.
"She's a virgin. Sorry Ally. I was going to skip the
doctor visit. I think she's safe," Alex said to Susan.
"You can't do that sir. What if she has something other
than STD? There are many more ailments that could be contagious.
You can't take the chance of an epidemic. We're not equipped for
it," said Susan with concern.
"Damn, your right. I wonder if we could get her in today."
"The cultures and lab tests take three days, and it's
already Thursday," said Susan.
"Ahh.... Nuts! We aren't going to be able to do it this
weekend, are we. Damn!" said Alex with disgust.
Ally looked astonished. "You mean the trip is off?
Nooooo.... Please."
Alex gently grabbed her left wrist and looked in her eyes.
"Calm down Ally. We're only going to delay it a week to give
the lab a chance to do the tests. You'll still go."
"But I don't want to wait. I need this now. Please."
"Ally," said Susan as she reached across the table and
patted Ally's other wrist, "we can't take the chance. There's a
tremendous amount of body contact on the island. Suppose you
have some dormant or undetected contagious disease. There's two
thousand people on that island. Do you want to be responsible
for starting an epidemic? Ally, you have to accept the fact that
we have very good reasons for doing this."
"OK, I guess I can handle one week more. But it will be
rough. Your right. Without an exam, you could never be sure,
could you?" Ally said with resignation.
"Good. Any more questions?" Alex said.
"You said that you were going to put things in me. Ah, how
do I put this...."
"Are you worried about the sensation, or if it will hurt?"
volunteered Susan.
"Will it?"
"A bit, but it passes. I'm plugged now. You don't see me
squirming or grimacing in pain do you?" said Susan.
'You are? I couldn't tell. Well then what about ah..."
"What Ally?" said Susan, "Spit it out."
"Ah... Hygiene," said Ally.
"I see. Your wondering about being plugged during your
period. We use a drug that suppresses menstruation without
affecting sex drive. Actually, we have a choice of several drugs
in case there is an allergic reaction. You won't have your
period. Which is important to remember because you might think
you're pregnant when you miss your period if we hadn't told you
this. Susan, make a note to add this to the interview info,"
said Alex.
"Boy, you really have thought of everything!" said Ally.
"A lot of people have collaborated on this. We brought in
some of the finest experts around the world to work out the
bugs. And the key administrators meet at regular intervals to
suggest improvements. The antimenstruation drug was suggested by
a number of female slaves just two months after we got started.
We agreed that a woman goes through at least a week of misery
each month, perhaps more. And we knew that these drugs were
safe. We decided it wouldn't be right for the girls to suffer
from 'nature's cruelty' , as one of our female administrators
put it if there was a way we could stop it. The discomfort was
also distracting the slaves' attention and in fact there were
several times when training sessions were delayed or cancelled.
Something had to be done. So now we use the drugs," explained
Alex.
"The drugs are totally save?" asked Ally.
"We've been using them for many years now with no problems.
Any more questions?" asked Alex.
"Nope, I guess that about covers it," said Ally.
Alex shuffles through the list of info one more time. " I
just want to make sure I haven't forgotten anything. Susan, can
you think of anything I've missed?"
"Nope. Oh wait. Up near the top of the list, we
forgot...," said Susan.
"Oh yes," said Alex. Alex looked at Ally. "Ally, don't
take this the wrong way please. Do you have a sexual
preference?".
"What do you mean? Oh.... You want to know if I want am
ah...," Ally stumbled.
"Could you sleep with a woman, Ally?" said Susan.
"I don't know. I'm a bit nervous about sleeping with a
man. Sleeping with a woman is something even more scary for me.
It goes against my upbringing. But something inside says to try
it. Could you make it part of my training?" said Ally
hesitantly.
"Are you sure that's what you want, to be trained to make
love?" said Susan.
"Yes, in fact I kind of like the idea of it. I have to
accept the fact that I'm, ah, inexperienced... So I need to be
taught anyway, right?" said Ally.
Susan smiled at Alex. Alex smiled at Susan. "That's
correct Ally. I think we're ready," said Alex.
Ally felt her heart race. She wasn't sure that it was the
joy of getting through this first part or the fear of what was
ahead. The excitement insider her was building like she never
felt before. She felt her nipples harden and the urge build
between her legs. She forced herself to regain control of
herself. She poured herself a little more water and drank it
down. That felt good.
At that point Susan looked at Alex. Alex nodded. Susan
rose from the table and walked around to Ally. "Ally, we need
to go to the powder room again," said Susan. Ally rose from her
chair and followed Susan to the powder room. Again it was empty.
Ally, I want you to sit down and empty yourself as dry as you
can, both bowels and bladder. Take your time and try not to
strain too much."
Susan led Ally to a stall and held the door open. Ally sat
and the water came out. Between the tension she had been under,
not to mention the fact that she had practically emptied the
pitcher of water by herself, she had a lot to let out. Her
bowels release it's waste as well but not very much. She pushed
harder and felt another small load exit, but that was it. Ally
wiped her bottom and stood. As she reached for the handle Susan
stopped her. 'Let me take a look. You didn't get much out of
your bowels. Sit down and let your intestines rest. Then try
again.
Ally sat back down and looked up at Susan trying to
explain. "I haven't been eating much because of the pressure
I've been under. Maybe there isn't any more," Ally said.
"Just relax a few minutes. I'm certain there's more," said
Susan. She let her sit for a good five minutes then told Ally
to try again. Ally strained as hard as she could and one large
load of liquid waste exploded from her backside. She had
diarrhea. She emptied the last of the waste from herself and
wiped herself once more. Susan looked in the toilet and then
flushed it. "Good, now lift your skirt. I need to examine you
before we measure you.".
Ally lifted her skirt as she was told and Susan bent down.
Susan then pulled the panties down slightly so she could get a
clear view of Ally's sex. Susan began running her finger into the
slit and began to explore. Your very tight. You really are a
virgin aren't you. You've never even been penetrated
artificially either have you?" said Susan. Susan pulled Ally's
panties back up and rose. Ally released her skirt.
"No."
"To measure you, we're going to have to open you. It's
going to hurt. Are you sure your up to it," asked Susan.
"It's has to be done eventually. I can handle it, I hope,"
said Ally.
"I think you can too," said Susan as she put her arms
around Ally and gave her a big hug. Susan felt Ally accept her
caress. Susan release Ally and then placed both of her hands on
Ally's shoulders and looked right into her eyes. "It's OK to be
a little nervous. I'm going to take care of you, OK," Susan said
as she smiled ever so slightly. Ally's face slowly broke out
into a smile as well. "Let's go then, shall we."
The two girls returned to the dining room. Alex had
returned to his seat and was waiting patiently. "Is she ready?"
he said as he looked at Susan.
Susan looked at Alex and said, "She's ready, but we'll have
to open her before we measure her sex. She's never been
penetrated at all. I may need your help."
"Sure, no problem. Ready Ally?" said Alex.
"Ready," said Ally with a big smile.
"Wonderful," said Alex. Alex rose. At that point Felix
opened the double doors and exited. "Felix will prevent anyone
from disturbing us. Come with me. You can leave your handbag
here," Susan said. Susan took Ally's hand gently and led her to
Alex. As the two girls approached Alex turned to ward the single
door in the corner. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a
key and opened the door. They all stepped inside. Alex reached
for a light switch beside the door and Ally realized that this
actually was a large walk in type of supply closet. Several
shelves of office supplies lined the otherwise unexceptional
walls. Susan then closed the door. Alex walked to the rear of
the closet and pulled out another key but there was no keyhole
visible that Ally could see. Then Alex pressed his fingers
against the trim of one of the cabinets and slid it to the side
to reveal a small keyhole. He inserted the key and turned it. A
distinct click could be heard and the entire cabinet and wall
section moved ever so slightly. Alex returned the key to his
pocket and slid back the molding into its original position. Then
Alex opened the hidden door fully. Behind it was a stairway
leading down and back toward and under the dining room. Alex
flicked another switch and lights illuminated the way down. Susan
let Ally down as Alex closed the door behind them. Susan felt
Ally's breathing quicken and she told her to try and relax.
When they reached the bottom of the stairs Susan reached for a
switch on her left. Several overhead lights came on revealing
the workshop where Ally would be measured.
The workshop was about fifty feet long by thirty feet wide.
The walls were all lined with wood paneling and several
harnesses, paddles, whips, and other 'tools', some of which Ally
was sure would be used on her. Toward the rear and off to the
left was an archway that led into darkness. Along the wall next
to the archway were a two leather office chairs, a table, and two
more leather chairs. But dominating the room were three tables
in the center of the room. All three were lightly padded and
upholstered in black leather. The center table was the largest,
easily capable of holding a person. The sides of the table were
enclosed in cherry veneer and had several drawers in it. At the
end of the large table there was a similarly padded shelf that
protruded from the end of the table and was supported by some
sort of bracket from underneath. There were three or four straps
hanging from the edge of this small platform. Ally surmised that
this was to hold a person's head. Additional straps hung from
the main part of the table as well. Plus there were several eye
hooks at various places around the table. The two other tables
were shorter and didn't have the head support. They still had
the hooks however The table to the right had two steel columns
three inches in diameter at the end that stood about six feet
high and a third steel column at the center on the opposite end
of the table.. Near the top were one inch diameter silver colored
rings and about half way up were two eye hooks. The sides of
this table also was lined with cherry veneer and had a cabinet
instead of drawers with two doors decorated with brass knobs. The
table to the left was of similar length as the table on the right
with, again, various straps and eye hooks. This table had no
columns however. There were pipes and hoses around the sides and
the underside of the table appeared to have a large bowl shaped
object about a foot deep and as wide as the table just under the
table proper. A four inch wide pipe extended from the bowl to
the floor through a shelf about six inches from the bottom of
the steel legs that supported the whole thing.
Susan led Ally to one of the chairs on the far wall. Alex
followed them.
Alex spoke. "Ally, I need for you to remove all your
jewelry first and place it neatly on the table here." Ally
looked at Alex then went to work removing here earrings, rings
and the gold chain around her neck. She neatly placed them on
the table. "Now remove your skirt please," Alex ordered. Ally
twinge of fear, which she quickly subdued. Ally sat and began to
slip off her heels to make it easier to remove the skirt but then
Alex spoke. "No, Ally, only remove the items I tell you." She
replaced the one shoe she had just slipped off and then reached
for the band around the skirt. She undid the catch and slipped
off the skirt. At that point the blouse she was wearing fell
down to cover her below the waste. She gently tossed the skirt
onto the table. Alex again had to correct her. "Please pick the
skirt back up, fold it neatly and put it back on the table. I
want you to be careful with each item I tell you to remove.
Fold each piece of clothing neatly and lay it on the table. Also
do not pile any piece of clothing on top of another. Now remove
your blouse." Ally took unbuttoned the last couple buttons and
removed the blouse. She held it by the collar and carefully
brushed out all the wrinkles. Then she folded the blouse in half
along it's length and laid it carefully on the table. She
realized that the clothes laid out on the table had taken up all
the tabletop and she realized that she was going to have to
remove the remaining clothes, she rearranged the clothes to make
more room. Alex complemented her on her initiative. "Good,
Ally." Alex stepped back a step and took in the beautiful girl
revealed to him now. On a scale of one to ten she was a fifty.
"Ally, your are a very lovely lady," said Alex. "Thank you,"
said Ally in a small whisper. Alex heard the nervousness in her
voice. "Are you OK, Ally? Are you sure you want to go on?"
asked Alex. "Uh huh, I'm just a little nervous," Ally said.
"That's perfectly normal. Now I need for you to remove your
garter belt, panties, and bra and place them on the table
neatly." She unfastened the garter belt from her stockings and
placed it on the table carefully folding the straps on top of
the lace. Then she pulled down the panties and slipped them over
the heels. During this she caught the panties on the heel of the
shoe due to her nervousness, but she got them off without tearing
them nonetheless. Then she reached behind her to undo the catch
to her bra. But her fingers were sweaty and shaking. She was
having a difficult time of it when Susan came up behind her.
"Here honey, I'll get it," said Susan. A "Thank you" escaped
from Ally's lips as the catch was released. Ally removed the bra
revealing the two most perfectly rounded breasts that Alex had
ever seen. Ally placed the bra, her last shield from prying eyes
on the table. She started to raise her hands to her breasts but
Susan grabbed her wrists from behind and told her to keep her
hands at her side. Ally relaxed and let her hands drop to her
side. "Very nice Ally. Now you may remove your heels and
stockings," said Alex. She did so and placed the stockings on the
table and the shoes on the floor. Alex then told her to put the
shoes on the table as well. She did so setting them neatly next
to each other. "Now, come with me," said Alex.
Ally was led to the center table. "Susan, she's all
yours," Alex said.
"Thank you sir. Ally, sit on the edge of this table please
facing me," Susan said as she patted the center table. Susan
then pulled open the top left drawer and took out a strange
device. It was a pair of manacles that were joined by a three
inch wide piece of steel that left about six inches between the
each wrist. The manacles were designed similar to a handcuff in
the fact that they could be tightened to any size wrist. The
steel was very thick, perhaps half an inch thick. In the center
of the steel piece was a hold with a locking ring attached to it.
"Ally, hold out your hands in front of you, palms facing each
other," Susan said. Ally did as she was told. Susan put the
device on each wrist and closed the cuffs. Ally started to
shake. "Are you still OK, Ally? Should we proceed?" Susan
asked. Ally nodded. "I'm OK," Ally said and even managed to
break out a smile.
Alex in the mean time was beginning to get hard. Bondage
for him was the ultimate rush. In fact many times he didn't even
care about having sex as long as he could control someone. This
he had found out over the years was his biggest flaw. But he
accepted this and would exercise proper control when the time was
right. But now all he wanted to do was enjoy the scene before
him. He rubbed himself a bit then went to the far side of the
table. When he reached the opposite side Susan spoke.
"Now Ally, swing your feet up and lie down on your back.
Allow us to properly position you.". Ally swung her feet up
then laid back. Susan and Alex helped pull her to the head of
the table so her head rested on the small extension table.
Alex, having touched the soft skin of Ally's back when he
helped her lie down was really getting warm. Susan reached for
Ally's bound wrists when Alex stopped her. He looked at Susan
and smiled. "I want to do this. I haven't done one in quite a
while. Whatta ya say?".
"Sure, your the boss.... Boss," Susan said.
At that point Alex grabbed a handful of Susan's hair with
his right hand, pulled her to him and planted a big kiss on her
luscious red lips. Then he looked down at Ally and smiled. He
grabbed Ally's bound wrists and pulled them up and behind her
head. He then pushed the steel plate onto a protruding steel rod
about one inch in diameter that had a quarter inch wide groove
cut into it. When he pushed the manacles onto the rod a click
was heard as the locking ring took hold. Ally's hands were
firmly attached to the head rest.
Alex then looked into Ally's eyes and smoothed her hair.
He could see she was scared but she could talk freely and ask to
leave if she wanted to . She remained silent. "Listen to me
Ally. In a moment we are going to begin fitting your mouth. When
we do you, of course, you won't be able to talk. As I said
before, if you want, you can end this right up until Midnight on
the day of your voyage. We must give you a way of telling us
that you want to stop. So we'll use what we call an SOS signal.
If it gets too much for you and you want to end it grunt three
times fast like this. Ugggh..Ugggh...Ugggh. Then we'll stop,
allow you to get dressed and take you home. Otherwise we'll
continue. Understand?" asked Alex. "Uh huh," she said. "God I'm
so scared," Ally said. Alex looked at her and wiped a tear from
her cheek. "Do you want to stop?" he asked. "No, do it." , she
demanded. Alex patted Ally on the forehead. "OK, good," Alex
said.
Alex then took his the fingers of his left hand and gently
rested them on Ally's forehead. As he did so Susan picked up a
small electronic box with a wire running into a plug on the back
of the table. Alex pressed one of the buttons and watched as the
headrest began to tilt down. Alex kept light pressure on Ally's
forehead as the headrest swung away. When he felt her head stop
going down he released the button and press another button and
raised the headrest slightly until her head was just lightly
touching. He played with the buttons a bit more until he had
Ally's head just off the headrest by a small fraction of an inch.
Then he took one of the straps and applied it firmly around
Ally's forehead pulling her head into firm contact with the
headrest. Then he buckled a second strap at her neck. This was a
wide strap and he pulled it down just tight enough so she
wouldn't choke. But with her head back this far the strap around
her neck pulled down on the muscles that open and close the
mouth. This forced her mouth wide open, which was exactly the
purpose of the contraption. She could only close her mouth with
great difficulty.
Alex then opened the large center drawer. He pulled out
four straps which he attached to the eye hooks and buckled. One
was placed at under Ally's armpits and just above her breasts.
One was strapped at her waist, one above her knees and finally
one across her calves. Ally was now totally helpless.
Alex then went around to the side of the table and pulled
open the drawer directly underneath where Susan had gotten the
manacles. This drawer was a bit deeper to hold some of the
larger 'tools' he would need. He pulled out one of several
phallus holders. This device was a stainless steel tube about
four inches long. At one end of the tube were two leather coated
stainless steel bars that protruded from opposite sides of the
tube. The leather crossed the tube between the bars. If the
device were held by the tube it would look like a 'T'. A leather
belt was fastened to the leather sheathing of each bar. Finally
through the center of each bar was a long set screw with a
knurled silver knob about a half inch in diameter that was on the
end. When the set screws are tightened the screws press on
anything inside the tube. Etched into the tube just below where
the leather crossed the tube was the number '1.25'. This was the
outside diameter of the metal tube and the leather combined.
Alex went back to Ally's head and place the device into her
mouth. He examined the stretch of her cheek muscles and
determined that this tube was just a bit too small, He went back
to the drawer and exchanged the device for one that said '1.5' on
it. He returned to Ally and placed this between her teeth. Then
he examined her cheek muscles again and like what he saw. As the
final test he took one of the straps and fed it under her neck
and up the other side. Then he buckled the strap and pulled it
taunt. This had the effect of pulling the device further into
Ally's mouth, with the leather coating over the tube preventing
any damage to her teeth and the bars pressing against her cheeks.
The device was well constructed. They even thought to put the
buckle on the side of the head because the back of the head
wouldn't be accessible on the table that Ally was strapped to.
Alex then unfastened the buckle and went to the drawer directly
beneath the center drawer where he had gotten the straps. Opening
it revealed twenty or so stainless steel phalluses of various
sizes each easily a foot long with a gold colored metal ring
mounted on the very end. Each phallus sat in a labeled slot in
the drawer. Alex grabbed the 1.5 inch phallus and inserted it
into the tube base first from the end that enters the mouth
first. The phallus had a slightly enlarged head on it of
standard design so it could only be installed one way. That was
why he had removed the device from Ally's mouth.
Alex pushed the phallus all the way up so only the head
protruded. He then went back to Ally and placed the device back
into Ally's mouth. Alex again fed the strap under her head and
buckled it tight. Ally gave a little moan due to the fact that
Alex had put a bit more tension on the strap so he could make
sure it was pulled home. Susan then handed Alex a scribing tool
similar to a pencil. He palmed it in his left hand then, after
making sure the thumbscrews were loose, began pushing the
phallus into Ally's mouth. The phallus moved about two and a
half inches when Ally started to gag. Alex pulled the phallus
back slightly, to allow Ally to recover. Once she did. Alex
talked to her. "I want to mark the point where you begin to gag
Ally. That means I'm going to have to lock the phallus in place
when you start to gag. Try and breath through your nose and try
to suppress the gagging. OK, here we go. And keep your eyes open
so I know you haven't passed out."
With that Alex again started feeding the phallus into
Ally's mouth. He had just moved it a half inch when she started
to gag. Alex held the phallus in place and tightened both
thumbscrews. Ally continued to gag but was obviously trying to
stop herself. She was breathing heavily through her nose. Alex
took the etching tool and scribed a line on the phallus where it
exited the tube. After that he checked to see if Ally was still
conscious. She was and she had stopped gaging, but only because
she was fighting it. He loosened the thumb screws and pulled the
phallus all the way back. Then he pushed the phallus in again to
the gag point to see if Ally would gag again when the phallus
reached the mark. She did and he pulled the phallus back about a
quarter of an inch. Then he tightened the thumbscrews again.
Finally he looked down at Ally. "Ally, now your fitted properly.
We'll take measurements from the device and make a one piece unit
for you. Grunt once if you want to continue."
"Urrgggh..," Ally grunted.
Susan began to undo Ally's bonds when Alex stopped her.
"No, let her rest here and get used to the bit. I think we both
need a break."
Alex then took Susan by the hand and headed toward the
archway at the back of the room leaving Ally alone. As they
started to leave Ally grunted past the gag as loud as she could.
Susan approached Ally and saw tears flowing from her eyes. "We'll
be right back honey. I think you got our friend excited. I need
to go into the back room and take care of him, OK. You'll be
fine. Now try and get used to the bit. You're going to be
wearing one for quite some time when we get on the boat. Susan
patted Ally on the cheek and went to Alex. They exited through
the archway. Ally was alone.
Ally's fears were at their peak She was alone secured to a
table with a rod shoved into her mouth. She could feel the rod
pressing against both the base of her tongue and the roof of her
mouth. The fit was very tight. She felt like she couldn't go on.
She closed her eyes and thought of her mother. Her mother would
be ashamed of what she was allowing them to do. She had to end
this. It was too much. But how. "The SOS, I'll use the SOS." ,
she thought," Then I'll go home to my apartment and.... And what?
Nothing, empty space, four walls and nothing to do, no one to
care for, no one to love me. Please forgive me mother. I love
you dearly by I can't turn back. Nothing's worse than being
alone," she thought. Ally's thoughts released her from her
fears. She finally realized that it wasn't her mother's strength
that she'd been drawing on for all these year. It was her own.
So Ally began to accustom herself to the bit. She tried a
couple different positions for her tongue and found that the best
position was to just relax the tongue with it pushed as far
forward as possible. Next she tried to slow her breathing and
think happy thoughts. She thought about how loving her captors
were each time she showed them her fear. How they hugged and
caressed her. Her breathing became slow and relaxed. She would
be OK.
Alex and Susan went down the hallway that led from the
archway to a small parlor. Upon entering the room Alex grabbed
Susan by the hair and kissed her wildly. "Oh boy, what a rush!"
Alex said between labored breaths. Susan, do me now before I
make a mess. OH, GOD!!!". Alex led Susan to the couch where he
plopped himself on his back. He hurriedly unbuckled his pants as
Susan practically leapt at his organ. She firmly planted it into
her mouth sucking and massaging it with her lips. She had hardly
gotten her lips around when Alex let loose. It was a big one and
Susan did all she could to swallow. Afterwards it started to go
limp so she worked at his member harder, licking and caressing,
cleaning it from top to bottom. After what seemed an eternity of
pleasure, Alex said, "We'd better get back to our guest. She
must be in an awful state by now."
Susan raised her head from his shaft and shook her head.
"No, let her learn to get used to the bit. It's only been five
minutes by the wall clock. I think she needs a little time to
relax, to collect her thoughts. She'll be fine. Alex zipped up
his pants and took Susan in his arms. "You really know how to do
this, don't you?" Alex said to Susan who had moved over to a
small sink to wash her mouth out. "I was the first person
strapped to one of those tables, remember? I know what she's
going through. She's debating in her mind whether this is what
she really wants. She's defying her mother's upbringing. She's
thinking how ashamed her mother would be of her at this moment.
But she'll realize that she needs the attention she'll get if she
surrenders herself to us. She just needs a little time.
"How long do you think she'll need?" Alex said.
"Give her another twenty minutes, a half hour total."
They waited the additional twenty minutes and returned to
Ally. They found her dozing. She had gotten so relaxed that she
had actually fallen asleep.
"Wake up Ally," Alex said as he gently patted Ally's cheek.
"Time to move on."
Ally woke and if she could smile she would have. Susan and
Alex undid all the straps and released the catch that was
holding her manacles to the headrest. As Alex released Ally's
hands he warned her not to try and remove the phallus. It was to
stay on until she was fully measured and fitted.
Alex and Susan each put a hand under Ally's shoulders and
helped her to a sitting position. As they were lifting her she
tried to lower her head. She immediately gagged. Alex grabbed
Ally's hair and pulled her head back so her neck was straight.
She stopped gagging and returned to normal breathing. When she
was fully upright Alex warned her, "You've got to keep your chin
high or you'll gag. The end of the phallus is practically in
your throat. When you lower your head you force it in deeper.
That's why we fit you with your head tilted back. Now try and
lower your head gently. If you stick your neck out a bit and
pull back your shoulders it will be more comfortable. Try it."
Ally lowered her head until the phallus started to gag her then
quickly raised it. Then she pushed her neck out and pulled back
her shoulders and found she could lower her head a bit more. Her
face was angled so that her chin was about an inch higher than if
her head were level. Not much but enough to keep her
uncomfortable. If she relaxed her neck or shoulders she had to
tilt her head back to keep from gagging. Eventually her body
worked out a set of natural reflexes that allowed her to keep her
head at the right angle while she kept the shoulder and neck
muscles at the proper amount of tension.
Susan pulled open the right bottom drawer and pulled out a
device similar to those foot measuring tools found in shoe
stores. She lifted Ally's right leg and measured her foot for
length and width. It was only then that she realized how large
yet narrow Ally's feet were. "Eleven B!" she said to Alex. She
released Ally's leg and grabbed her left foot. "This one is
just a hair wider," she said after taking the reading. "We'd
better go with a C width. A B width would probably be too
uncomfortable," said Alex.
Susan returned the measuring device to the drawer and then
helped Ally off the table. Ally was then led to the wall on the
left side of the room to a strange device. It consisted of the
heel end of two shoes made out of metal that were attached to
rods that went into a wide metal platform. The heels were about
two inches above the platform. The heels had leather ankle
straps on them and a small metal loop on both sides of each heel.
About seven feet up a steel beam extended from the wall and a
heavy chain hung from it with a clip of some sort on the end.
Alex explained that they were now going to measure how high a
heel she could tolerate. She was then led onto the platform.
Alex took Ally's hands, still manacled, and pressed the
bracket onto the rod a rod that was similar to the one on the
table. Her arms were almost fully extended slightly below
shoulder height. Next they placed Ally's feet into the heels and
strapped her in. Next Alex went to a small table next to the
contraption and took two items that were in fact the toes of a
pair of shoes. They were about two inches long with a metal
sole and leather uppers. Attached to the sides of these were a
pair of elastic straps. These toe pieces were fitted onto Ally's
feet and the elastic was pulled and attached to the loops on the
sides of the heels. They just barely covered her toes. Ally
realized that the metal pieces were magnetic. The magnets were
not strong though as she could easily lift her toes off the
platform.
Then Alex took the chain that was hanging from the beam and
fed it through the loop of the phallus. He tilted Ally's head
back and pulled the chain up. There was a long spring device
hidden inside the beam that Ally hadn't noticed before. But she
did now as Alex pulled very hard to compress the spring. He
continued to pull until the chain reached a metal loop on the
beam. The chain had been pull about eighteen inches and was
fairly strong
"This will keep you standing up straight as we check your
heels. Now Ally, the heels you are strapped into are attached to
pistons inside the platform. The toes you are wearing, as you
have already noticed, are magnetic. The platform has sensors in
it which will tell us how high the heels are and whether either
of your toes have been pulled off the platform," Alex explained.
"All you need to do is try and keep from lifting your toes.
Grunt once for me if you understand".
"Urrrgggh..," Ally grunted.
"Good, then here we go," Alex said. Alex flicked a switch
on a control panel mounted to the right of the platform and
several digital displays and lights lit up. The displays went
through some random displays and the lights blinked on and off.
The device was actually calibrating and testing itself. After ten
seconds or so the lights and displays steadied. The panel
consisted of two large led displays mounted side by side showing
the height of each heel. Both displays read '2.00'. Directly
above each display were two lights, one red and one green. Under
the lights was a small sign that read 'Contact'. The green
lights above each display were lit. Under each display was a
rocker switch, one marked 'Left' and the other marked 'Right'.
Between these switches was a third switch marked 'Both'.
"OK Ally, I'm going to raise your heels. Try and keep your
toes on the platform," Alex said. He the pushed the top part of
the switch marked 'Both' and Ally's heels began to rise. As her
heels began to rise, Ally was expecting the tension to ease on
the chain attached to the phallus. But then she realized that
the beam was moving upward at the same rate as her heels. Ally
was pulled upright as her heels were lifted. Alex didn't look at
Ally though. He kept his attention focused on the displays and
the contact lights. When the displays each read '7.00' the left
contact light went out and the red light came on. He released
the button and the green light came back on as Ally wiggled her
left heel slightly and was able to stretch her toe bock to the
platform. Susan then bent down and examined Ally's feet. She
readjusted the ankle straps so they wouldn't cut into Ally's feet
so bad. Then she turned a wing nut on the rear of each heel and
this tipped the heel forward slightly. Ally's toes were now
much more easily planted on the platform.
"How's she doing," Alex asked Susan.
"She's fine. I've tipped the heels forward about five
degrees. I can go another ten if we need to. Lift her up to
eight," said Susan.
Alex pressed the button again and Ally's heels rose again.
"Eight," Alex said. Alex looked at the lights. Both sets of
lights were switching from red to green and back again as Ally
strained to keep her toes planted. Susan, seeing this gave wing
nuts another turn or two and Ally's heel shifted forward again.
"That's fifteen degrees. I can't tilt her heels any farther
forward without risking damage. Try eight and a half. I think
we'll lose contact before we get there though." Susan said as
she looked up from her kneeling position. Alex hit the up
button one more time the displays inched upward. As he
approached 8.3 inches he started jogging the switch and releasing
it. The contact lights stayed green. '8.4', still green. '8.5'
still green. No wait. The lights started to flicker. "That's as
high as she can go," Alex said to Susan. Susan nodded.
"Do we have any size 11-C with an 8.5 heel?" Alex asked
Susan.
"I'm not sure we have an 11-C at all. Let me go back and
check," said Susan. Susan disappeared through the archway
leaving Ally with Alex. "You're doing fine honey. Just try and
relax as best as you can." Alex then petted Ally's hair. Ally
set out a sigh through the gag.
Susan returned after a short time with two shoe boxes. "I
found two pair of 11-C's. But the highest heel we have is a 7.5,
the other is a 6.0," she said.
"7.5 is fine. What color are the 6.0's by the way?" asked
Alex.
"Wait, let me look. Pink," Susan replied.
"Great. Are they locking or free?" asked Alex.
"Both sets are locking. Remember, we have to put in a
special order for some 8.5's. We don't stock them on the island.
I've never seen anyone with such supple ankles. Wait, didn't her
sheet say her hobby is ballet? That's why! All those toe lifts
have loosened up her ankle muscles," said Susan.
"Yea, your probably right. Anyway, let's take her down and
try on the 7.5's. We can save the 6.0's for the voyage. You just
saved her a trip to the shoe store." With that Alex pressed the
down button and Ally's heels dropped to their original position.
Alex reached up and released the chain while Susan placed her
hand on the neck of Ally to help prevent her from dropping her
chin too much. When Ally regained control of her neck muscles
and could keep her chin up, Susan took her hand away. Alex bent
down then and removed the toe pieces and released the ankle
straps. Ally heels were on solid ground again. Finally Alex
released the catch that held Ally's manacles to the wall.
Ally was led over to the chairs by her clothes once more
and was seated. Susan opened the box that held the 7.5 inch
heels and took one out. It was black with a huge heel on it. The
ankle strap had a catch on it and fit into a small lock. When
the strap was put on, Ally wouldn't be able to remove them
without a key. Susan found the key attached to a long chain in
the box. She took the key and put the chain around her own
neck. On the back of the shoe was a loop of leather which held a
small metal ring. .Susan took Ally's feet and put the 7.5 inch
heels on her. The ankle straps slipped into their latch with a
distinct click.
All this time Alex was sitting next to Ally, holding her
head high by the ring on her phallus. At the same time he
petted her hair gently. When Susan was done Alex pulled on the
phallus and lifted Ally by it. Ally groaned. Then, when Ally
had gained her balance, Alex released her. She could barely
stand on the heels and they hurt too. She shifted her weight
from leg to leg and eventually she got used to the heels to some
degree. "Walk around a bit, honey," Susan said. Ally took a few
steps and almost stumbled. Then she slowed her pace and began to
get a feel for the heels. She walked to the far end of the room
and back. "Very good Ally, but now I want your to lift your
knees very high and march once to the far wall and back again.
I'll be right beside you." Ally turned to face the far wall and
began to march. Susan was next to her the entire time ready to
catch her but Ally had no trouble marching.
"You're doing lovely sweetheart. Now I want every step you
take to be with your knees lifted high. I want you to march
everywhere you go, understand? Grunt once if you do," demanded
Susan. "Arrggh..," grunted Ally.
"Good, now march around the room. Keep going until we tell
you to stop," commanded Susan. Ally started marching. Susan and
Alex had taken seats next to each other in the mean time. Ally
marched on keeping her head high and lifting her knees. As she
marched she allowed her mind to empty. No fear, no anxiety, just
the knowledge that these two people were going to show her the
way to peace of mind and happiness. She marched on knowing she
was pleasing these people who would become her owners and that
made her happy.
After two laps around the room Susan and Alex told her to
stop. Ally was then led to the table with the columns. Alex
grabbed Ally under the arms and lifted her onto the table between
the two columns. The table was slightly convex and as Alex laid
her back, her back was arched. The area near her shoulders
curved away even sharper. Again Ally's head was tilted back but
not as far an on the large table. A chain was attached to the
ring on the phallus and Ally's head was pulled back. The chain
was attached to the post above her head. Then Alex opened up the
cabinet under the table and took out a small rod with two chains
attached to it. The rod was plugged into the hole in Ally's
manacles. The two chains were then threaded through the upper
rings on the posts at Ally's hips and pulled down and hooked into
the eye hooks. Ally's arms were pulled forward and up while her
head was held back by the chain on the phallus. Next, Alex went
into the cabinet again and took out two more chains. These he
attached to the rings on the back of Ally's heels. He threaded
these as well through the rings at the top of the columns and
attached them to the same eye hooks. Now Ally was spread eagle.
Finally Alex took out two belts that he attached to rings on
either side of the table and applied one belt just under Ally's
arms and another just above her hips.. Alex closed the cabinet
then and said to Susan, "You've got to do this one. I'd be too
rough."
Without saying another word Susan put her finger in between
Ally's legs and felt her insides. "Dry!" she exclaimed. We'll
need to help her a bit. Susan went over to the large table and
opened the drawer with the phalluses. The took out a one inch,
foot long phallus. Then she went to the larger drawer on the
left that had held the phallus holder and retrieved a 'D' shaped
handle. Susan twisted the ring on the phallus and removed it.
Then she inserted the phallus into the handle and twisted it. A
bolt inside the handle took hold and the handle was threaded onto
the phallus. Finally Susan opened the bottom center drawer. This
contained many different types of lubricants and creams. Susan
took a jar marked 'MS' on the lid and closed the drawer.
Susan walked back and took a position between Ally's legs.
"Your gonna use 'MS' on her, huh. Good idea," said Alex.
"She needs as much lubrication as we can give her. Even so
it's gonna hurt like hell," Susan said.
Alex walked back to Ally and gently caressed her cheeks and
smoothed her hair. "In a moment Susan's going to apply some
creme between your legs. You're going to feel a little warmth
followed by an urge to masturbate. Susan's going to massage your
insides until you do. Don't hold back anything, OK? We need you
as wet as possible so when we open you the phallus will slide
better and not injure you," Alex explained. Then he nodded to
Susan. Susan opened the jar of cream and took a large dollop in
her right hand and with her left hand spread Ally's nether lips
and inserted the cream. Then she took her finger and pushed it
all the way in and spread the cream around while massaging her.
Ally immediately went wild, moaning past the gag and straining
against the restraints. Susan ignored her and took another
dollop and repeated the process. Ally's moaning became intense.
She bucked and shook but couldn't come free. She burned inside
horribly. All of a sudden she felt a huge urge to masturbate but
held it back. "She's starting to come," said Susan. "Let it go
honey. Just let it go," said Alex. All at once Ally released
her juices and let out a huge moan past the gag.
Now she was wet and well lubricated. Susan then grabbed the
phallus with the D handle and smeared cream on it. "Ready?
Here we go honey," Susan said to Ally. Susan then pressed the
tip of the phallus into Ally. It went in about an inch before
Ally started moaning past the gag again. "It's OK honey, just
try to bear with it. It'll all be over in a minute. Bite down on
the gag. It'll help," said Alex as he held her head in his
hands. Ally forced her breathing to slow and bit down on the
gag. Alex nodded and Susan drove the phallus in deep. Ally
screamed past the gag. For some time Ally groaned loudly. Susan
had left the phallus in place and walked up beside Ally. "Try
and relax honey. It always hurts the first time," said Susan as
she joined Alex in stroking Ally's face. Ally's tears were
flowing freely now as she felt her insides plugged. Susan saw
her tears and wiped them away Eventually she became accustomed to
the feeling inside her and the pain eased. Ally's groans and
gyrations all but stopped. Susan then went to the cabinet and
pulled a device with four rods sticking from it about six inches
long. Then she pulled out a rubber condom like device that she
inserted over the four rods. The device was make out of a heavy
but supple rubber like material and it had a collar at one end.
This, Susan attached to the base of the instrument. Directly
behind the rods was a clock like gauge and a black knurled knob.
The dial read .75 inches.
"OK, honey, now I'm going to measure you. Bite down on the
phallus if it hurts," said Susan.
Susan removed the phallus from Ally's sex. Then she
lubricated the rubber and inserted it. Ally groaned only
slightly as she bit down. Now Susan began turning the knob. The
needle on the dial inched upward as the four rods moved away from
each other and stretched the rubber and filled Ally's sex. When
the dial reached one inch Susan began moving the whole device
around to determine the fit. Too loose. She slowly turned the
dial more as Ally started moaning louder. Her breathing picked
up as well. When the dial read 1.5 she checked the fit again.
"That feels about right. Come here and check." Alex went over to
Ally's bottom and checked for fit.
"Yea, I like it. Let's go with an inch and a half," said
Alex.
Alex went into the back room and found a gold colored
ornamental plate with a ring on the front. In the rear of the
plate was a small threaded collar and a flat piece of steel which
was attached to the ring on the front. Then he got a 1.5 inch
phallus about five inches long. This phallus was made of a soft
rubber similar to the measuring device covering. The inside had
a flat keyhole that accepted the steel attached to the ring. He
threaded it onto the plate. Then he checked the function. When
he pushed in the ring and turned it clockwise the tip of the
phallus expanded and pulled back slightly. With enough turns, it
would stay in place.
Alex returned to Ally and Susan removed the measuring
device. Instead of using the cream they had been, Alex went over
to the other small table and press a button on a hose. A small
amount of grease came out of the hose which he applied directly
to the rubber. He returned to Ally and inserted the new phallus
into her. She groaned. Then Alex pressed the plate firmly
against her sex and began turning the ring. He gave it one full
turn and checked the fit. Finding it a bit loose, he gave it
another full turn. Ally groaned again then relaxed. Alex
checked the fit. It was just right.
"All done Ally. Just one more hole to plug," said Alex.
"We're going to leave you to rest again before we plug your
behind. Susan and I need to go into the back room again. I want
you to try and relax and get used to your attachments. We'll be
back soon."
Again Ally was left alone, this time now with two opening
plugged. The shaft in between her legs though was not as bad as
she thought it would be. In fact the pressure of the device was
actually quite pleasing and her insides welcomed the touch of the
phallus. Ally felt an urge to masturbate and she wiggled her
bottom a bit and moved her legs as best she could to stop the
urge. But doing so only made the desire worse. At last the urge
passed without incident. At least she still had this small
control over her body.
In the mean time Susan and Alex had returned to the parlor.
Susan was hot and so was Alex. Susan practically tackled Alex
as soon as they entered. Before long they were both naked and
squirming on the floor. Susan removed her sex plug with a couple
turns of the brass ring . Then Susan was on top plunging herself
onto Alex's erect cock. She kissed him madly and he returned the
favor. After a half hour of enjoying each other's hot flesh they
both stepped into a shower in an adjacent room to clean up. Susan
applied fresh makeup and got dressed. Alex cleaned himself up
and also got dressed.
By the time they had finished a full hour had passed. They
returned from their brief respite to find Ally relaxed and awake.
"Grunt once if you're ready to get your ass plugged, Ally," said
Alex as he stood over her. "Urggghh..," Ally grunted once more.
"Ally, I need to know. Do you still remember the SOS
signal.? Grunt once..," asked Alex.
"Urgggh.."
"Do you remember what it's for, Ally," asked Alex
"Urgggh..."
"Good," said Alex.
Alex and Susan unbuckled Ally from the table and lifted her
up, keeping her head held high and back. They left the chain
attached to her hands in place. When Ally was again on her feet
Susan took one of the chains and attached it to the ring on
Ally's sex plug. As Susan started to lead her to the third table
Ally started to take a normal step. "No Ally, remember? You
have to march," said Susan. Ally began pumping her knees as she
was led to the third table by Susan, as she held the chain
attached to the ring to Ally's newly installed equipment. Ally
kept her head high and followed.
In the mean time Alex removed the two belts from the table
and the two chains that were attached to Ally's heels. He
joined Ally and Susan at the third table. First they took Ally's
ring on her sex plug and clipped it to a ring at the back of the
table. Then they pulled and lifted her onto the table and
attached the chains from her manacles to rings at the far end of
the table. Then a small chain was clipped to the ring on Ally's
bit and attached to a ring at the front edge of the table. Alex
and Susan then attached the straps to the rings on the sides of
the table and buckled Ally down, one belt placed across her
shoulder blades and another crossing at the small of her back.
Then Alex handed Susan one of the chains that were previously
attached to Ally's shoes and reattached them to Ally's heels.
They pulled Ally's legs back and to the sides and fastened the
chains to eye hooks on the table. Ally was now laying on her
belly with her legs spread wide and doubled back. Ally's ass
hung just over the edge of the table.
Susan then pressed a button on the side of the table and it
began to move forward, as well as tilting up slightly. By the
time the table had stopped, Ally was laying at a thirty degree
angle with her back side pointed into the bowl.
"OK, Ally. We're going to clean you out," said Susan.
Susan took a hose that had grease under pressure and inserted it
well into Ally's rear. She pressed the button on the grease gun
several times as she slowly withdrew the hose. Susan then took a
rubber hose and attached it to a phallus type device she had
retrieved from a cabinet on the wall. The hose was attached to a
gauge that measured water used. Susan pressed the button on the
gauge to reset it to zero, and inserted the phallus into Ally's
rear. She pressed a button on the hose and began to fill Ally's
insides. When the gauge reached 64 ounces Susan stopped. Ally
remained still until just before Susan stopped, when she groaned
past the gag. Susan let the water set inside Ally for about five
minutes before removing the phallus. When she did Ally's bowels
emptied. Susan examined the color of the water, and seeing it
was still tinted brown, repeated the entire process, first
greasing her then filling her with another two quarts of water.
When she removed the phallus this time the water was clear.
While all this was going on, Alex had returned to the table
with the pillars and retrieved the measuring device. Alex took
it to the sink and removed the rubber shield, and washed the
entire unit with soap and water. He dried it thoroughly and went
back to the cabinet where he picked up a fresh rubber cover,
which he installed on the device.
"Is she ready?" he asked Susan as he approached.
"Yup, all cleaned out," said Susan.
Susan inserted the grease hose into Ally's anus one last
time pushing it in at least six inches and began pumping grease
into Ally. Then Susan applied a bit of grease to the measuring
device as Alex held it. Alex then pressed it into Ally's rear
slowly. Ally moaned slightly. The Alex began to turn the knob
slowly. He stopped at one inch. "She's tight. Feel this," he
said to Susan. Susan took the device and tried wiggling it.
"Your right, sir, but I think we can go to an inch and a quarter
if we let this sit inside her for a few minutes. Let me go and
get a 1.25 and by the time I get back she should be able to
handle it. What do you think?" said Susan.
"Good idea. Go ahead," said Alex.
Susan disappeared through the archway and headed for the
storeroom. Alex was left with Ally and kept a hand on the
device while gently applying pressure to the knob. The needle
edged upwards to 1.10. He held it there until Susan came back.
She had gotten a 1.25 inch diameter rubber phallus similar to the
one inserted into Ally's sex. This was attached to an gold
ornamental egg shaped plate with a ring in it as well. But this
ring was not centered on the egg but was more toward the edge.
This was to make room for a round hole at the opposite edge. The
phallus still protruded from the center of the egg however, a
series of gears inside the egg transferring the ring's turns to
it.
"What's she read now," asked Susan. Alex looked at the
gauge. "1.20, close enough," said Alex. Alex then released the
pressure from the device and removed it. He took the grease hose
and applied a bit more grease inside Ally, then greased the
phallus. He pushed it inside Ally and checked the fit. "Not
bad. Good work, Susan," Alex said. Then Alex pressed the egg
against Ally's ass and turned the ring while pressing it down at
the same time. Alex gave it one full turn as before and checked
the fit. It wasn't bad but he wanted to be sure, so he gave it a
half turn more.
"All done Ally. Your all plugged up. Grunt if you want to
continue," said Alex.
"Urgggh," was the sound that came from Ally.
Ally's straps were removed and she was lifted off the table.
"Remember, Ally, march!" Susan reminded Ally. Susan picked up
the chain she had used on Ally's sex plug and reattached ti.
The Ally was led through the archway to a back room. She lifted
her knees as she was told, providing Alex a spectacular view as
he followed up the rear. The room was fairly ordinary looking
except for a chain in the center of the room that protruded from
a hole in the ceiling. In addition there was a cabinet against
the wall. Ally was led underneath the chain, her legs pumping up
and down. Susan pulled out a key and unlocked one of Ally's
wrists. She then pulled her arms behind her back and reattached
the manacle. Then Susan went to the cabinet and pulled out a rod
with a short chain for Ally's manacles. She attached the rod to
the manacles as before and clipped the other end to the phallus
ring at her rear. This not only pinned her hands behind her but
also prevented her leaning forward at the hips , with the tension
that Susan applied to the manacles. Alex went to the cabinet
against the wall and pulled out a pair of four foot long gold
chains and two nipple clamps. The nipple clamps were attached to
Ally. Then the chains were attached to the clamps, fed up
through the loop in the chain running into the ceiling and
brought down and attached to the ring on Ally's bit. Susan stood
by Ally as Alex went to a wall switch and pressed it. The chain
began to rise into the ceiling, pulling both on Ally's nipples
and her bit. Ally could relieve the strain on her nipples only by
lifting her head higher. When Ally could no longer fully release
the tension on her nipples by raising her head higher Susan
signaled Alex to stop.
"Susan, go ahead and measure her for her harnesses and
equipment. I'm going into the parlor to take a nap. Wake me
when your done," said Alex.
Susan immediately began taking measurements and writing them
down on a preprinted pad. These measurements not only included
the normal measurements such as bust size, inseam, glove size,
etc..., but also included such things as distance form crotch to
chin, distance from knees to heel, distance from ears to
shoulders and many measurements of the head as well. Susan took
well over an hour as Ally hung, trying to endure the pain.
Finally, Susan went to the wall and lowered the chain. As the
chain lowered Ally kept her chin high and let the chains to the
clamps go limp. She wanted to show Susan that she wanted to
please her.
"How wonderful, Ally! You're actually trying to please me
aren't you? Grunt once..," said Susan.
"Arrgggh"
"Good, now let's try something to make you more
entertaining".
First Susan retrieved from the closet a tan colored horse
tail. She held it up to Ally's hair and checked it for color.
It was just right. She then went behind Ally and plugged into
the hole in the egg. A half turn secured it. Susan then detached
the chain from the bit and pulled them from the chain in the
ceiling. She then fed them through the ring mounted at Ally's
crotch and reattached them to the back of Ally's heels. She
attached the right breast to the left foot and vice versa.
Enough tension was applied to just pull on her breasts slightly.
Susan then attached the chain to Ally's sex ring and pulled.
"March Ally," Susan demanded. As Ally marched her feet first
released then pulled on her nipples making her breasts bounce.
"Good Ally. Now follow me."
Ally followed Susan, lifting each leg high. Every time her
foot hit the ground the chain pulled on her opposite nipple. At
the same time Ally showed Susan how much she wanted to please her
by keeping her head raised as high as possible. The tail brushed
Ally's legs as she marched giving her a sense of embarrassment,
as if she was some sort of beast of burden. Susan led Ally down
the hall to the parlor.
Alex was sound asleep on the couch when the two girls
entered. "Stay here Ally," Susan whispered. Susan crept up to
Alex and noticed a bulge in his pants. She gently and stealthily
unfastened Alex pants and released his cock. She plunged down on
it with her mouth and fulfilled his needs. He awoke as she was
just finishing. "Ahh... wonderful," said Alex. Susan continued
until Alex was satisfied, then went to the sink and washed her
mouth out.
"Look at her Susan! She's learned to keep her head high in
tribute. How wonderful!" exclaimed Alex. "And I see you've done
the heel and breast trick on her too. And the tail is lovely.
Let's take her to the track and march her." "Good idea," said
Susan. "But first I want to freshen up."
Alex approached Ally, still standing with her head held
high. "You are simply lovely, my dear. I really like the way
Susan has decorated you. Would you like to march for me?" asked
Alex. Before he could tell her to grunt if she would Ally took
the initiative and grunted herself. "Arrrrghhh..," came from
Ally's mouth.
Alex kissed her on the cheek and began petting Ally's hair.
"I do believe I am falling in love with you my dear. If you
change your mind and don't go to the island it will surely break
my heart," said Alex as he pressed his body against her and ran
his hands through Ally's hair. Ally thought to herself, "Not as
much as it would break mine."
Susan returned after fixing herself up. Twice already she
had to redo her makeup, but she didn't really mind. After all,
she was having a fantastic time fixing up Ally. She was a dream
come true. Susan would not admit that she was sexually attracted
to Ally. She wasn't exactly against lesbian activity but
partaking in such events was not her preference. She loved to
torment the female slaves. She really didn't know why. She
didn't hate them at all, in fact she loved them with all her
heart. But she didn't love them as a sexual partner. Her love
was more like that of a woman to her pet. Ally was her pet, so
to speak. If she left, Susan would be heartbroken, just as if
she had lost her favorite dog or cat.
Susan approached Ally and noticed that her knees were bent
slightly, taking the pressure off the chains going to her
nipples. She grabbed the ring on Ally's bit and pulled her up
straight. The chains tightened and began to stretch Ally's
breasts. "Stand up straight, Ally," corrected Susan. "I made
the chains tight intentionally to show off your lovely breasts.
Don't disappoint me and let them go slack." Ally straightened her
knees and felt the pressure on her nipples increase. Susan
released the ring. "Very good dear. Now follow me and keep
those knees high'" Susan said as she grabbed the chain still
attached to the ring as Ally's sex.
Ally started to follow Susan lifting her knees high. Susan
began to pull the chain and after a half dozed steps or so
noticed something. She didn't look at Ally but looked straight
ahead and was listening for Ally's heels. The steps sounded much
softer than she expected. She turned around and watched Ally as
she led her onward and noticed that while Ally was lifting her
knees high she was setting her feet down gently, often not even
letting the heels touch the floor. Susan stopped to correct
her. "No Ally, your marching all wrong! You're not planting
your feet firmly with each step. Now march in place and plant
your feet with each step. I want to hear your heels click
loudly. That will make your breasts bounce beautifully as your
heels make that lovely sound," said Susan.
Ally began marching in place with her head held, again
lifting her knees high. But now she also planted each foot
firmly with each step. The chains made her breasts bounce
tremendously, sending a shooting pain into each nipple with each
step. "Much better," said Susan. Susan turned around and pulled
the chain, leading Ally onward.
Ally was led down the hallway and down a ramp to a room
about forty feet on a side. It had a wide entrance perhaps ten
feet wide. All walls were covered with mirrors, except where the
entrance was, of course. Along the top of the walls were more
mirrors that were tilted down at an angle. The ceiling was quite
high to allow for the two sets of mirrors. It was also covered
with mirrors with lights spaced at regular intervals to
illuminate the area. Sitting in front of the entrance was a
small bleachers perhaps eight feet wide and with five levels.
Ally was led around the bleachers to the main floor area. The
main floor consisted of a maple floor, in the style of a good
dance floor. There were four metal posts, six inches in diameter
and about five feet tall, place about six feet from the corner of
each room. On the top of each post was a red light which after
Alex had turned a knob at the entrance began to blink in unison.
On the floor was a wide white line describing a figure eight
pattern around the posts.
As Ally was led into the room she saw herself in the
mirror. At first she thought what she saw was obscene. Then she
realized how wonderful she felt in the care of Alex and Susan.
She examined the reflection again in a new frame of mind. She
actually liked what she saw, the touch of gold at her breasts and
sex was quite lovely. But the heels she saw by looking in the
angled mirrors really turned her on. She still couldn't
understand how anyone could walk in those things but here she was
not only walking but marching! Then she saw her breasts bounce
as she walked. Susan was right. The were much more beautiful
when they were pulled and released. She redoubled her efforts to
lift her knees and plant her feet firmly to make them bounce even
more so.
Susan led Ally to the left post closest to the bleachers
and faced her toward the rear wall. She signaled Ally to stop.
Susan took the chain off Ally's sex. "Ally, see the lines in the
floor?" asked Susan. "Arrgggh," grunted Ally. "I want you to
march around the room just as you have been doing before. Follow
the line in the floor. You'll have to look at yourself through
the ceiling mirror because you won't be able to see with your
head lifted so high. Just keep marching around the posts in a
figure eight pattern. The red lights on the posts are pace
lights. I want you to take one step every time the light blinks.
We've set the lights at a slow but steady pace. You should be
able to keep up with no problem. Remember to keep your head
high, lift your knees, and plant your heels so I can hear that
lovely clicking sound. Go on Ally."
Ally began to march to the rhythmic blinking of the red
lights. She became one with the lights as she marched around the
posts. She did exactly as she was told trying as best as she
could to please Susan and Alex. She felt wonderful. She felt
free of her pains, both the emotional one of losing her mother
and sister, and the pain caused by the pulling of the clips
attached to her nipples. Instead of the phalluses merely
filling her, they now excited her. She felt them press the
insides of her mouth anus and especially her sex and began to
sweat. The excitement continued to build until she started
groaning. Her insides were ready to explode with a huge orgasm.
All at once she let it go. "Arrrgggh," she said as she continued
to march. A small line of fluid began to leak down her leg past
the gold plate covering her sex. But she marched on. She
thought that would be the end of it but after just one more lap
the urge built again. The last orgasm along with the marching
drained her will and she simply let it go. "Arrgggh," she
groaned again. Another trickle was released. But she continued
to march on. Every two or three laps, certainly no more than
five laps, she had another orgasm. She was in heaven. She
never had a feeling as wonderful as this. Alex and Susan had
brought her to this point of extreme joy. She was so grateful
she forced herself to march onward, stretching her neck even
higher and clicking her heels in even greater tribute.
In the mean time Alex and Susan went over to the bleachers
and took a seat on the second row of planks. They watched Ally
carefully, looking for any flaws in her form. There were none.
After about three laps Alex and Susan heard Ally's groan as she
had her first orgasm. "What was that for..," Alex asked Susan.
"She's very happy," said Susan as she smiled widely and winked.
"Way to go Ally!" he yelled as he smiled.
They allowed Ally to march for about thirty laps, during
which they counted six orgasms that they could detect. Actually
she had seven. This one came as she was stopped and led to the
bleachers to rest. They didn't let her sit however, the egg
shaped device protruding out of her behind. Instead they bent her
over the bleachers at the end of one of the planks. When she had
caught her breath they lifted her up and led her back to the main
workshop to the table where her clothes were. "All done Ally.
You pass the test," said Alex.
Susan first removed the chains from Ally's nipples and
pulled them out of the ring at her sex. Then she detached them
from her heels. Susan removed the clips from Ally's nipples as
well. Next she took out a key and removed Ally's manacles. Her
hands were completely free at last once more. Susan then
unbuckled Ally's bit and removed the phallus from her mouth. Ally
took a deep breath. "Keep your chin up sweetheart. I'm not done
with you yet," said Susan. Ally lifted her head back up. Her
jaw was sore. Susan went behind Ally and turned the ring
counterclockwise and loosened the phallus. She removed the
phallus with a slow easy motion. Ally groaned, "Ohhhhh...". She
now felt empty like her anus needed to be filled. She almost
asked Susan to put it back in but changed her mind. Susan did the
same to the ring in the front and removed the phallus from Ally's
sex. This was just as wonderful but Ally maintained control.
Finally Susan sat Ally down and removed her black seven and a
half inch heels with the key she still had. She placed the key
in one of the shoes. Ally was finally free of her bonds.
"You can lower your head now sweetheart. You're no longer
under our control. Let me take you to the back room where you
can get in the whirlpool and work all those little pains out of
you. Then you can put on some fresh makeup. I'll bring your
clothes in later," said Susan. Susan led Ally into the back
bathroom where there was a large black marble whirlpool bathtub
with gold fixtures. Susan showed her where all the items were
such as soap, towels, and wash cloths. She turned on the water
and made it a bit warmer than normal. She called Ally over and
told her to adjust it to her taste. She said it was fine.
After the water was about half way up the tub, Susan added some
perfumed bath oil and helped Ally get in. She placed the
shampoo, soap, towels, and wash rag within easy reach of Ally,
showed her how to operate the whirlpool with the touch of just a
few buttons. It's about nine thirty now. Try and stay in the
water for at least twenty minutes and let the jets relax you.
I'll get your clothes and jewelry in the meantime," said Susan
just before she left.
The whirlpool felt wonderful. She played with the jets and
let the warm water play all over her body. Her nipples were
quite sore and she gently massaged them while holding them under
the water until the pain was eased. Then she soaped her whole
body reveling in the feeling of the soft rag in combination with
the jets of water rushing over her. She grabbed the spray nozzle
and wet her hair. Then she applied shampoo and massaged her
scalp. Instead of using the spray nozzle to rinse her hair she
laid back, took a deep breath and dunked her head under the
water. She stayed like this for a few seconds and allowed the
jets to massage her head, especially around her neck and jaw
which were particularly stiff from holding her head high. When
she came up for air Susan was just entering the room with her
clothes, but not the same ones she had on when she first came to
this place. "When your finished, put these on. Makeup is over
there, also a hair dryer, comb, brush and anything else you
need. Feel free to use anything you want," Susan said as she
pointed to a table with several cosmetic items. "Make yourself
up like before and be careful to avoid making the lipstick make
your lips look too thick. That isn't attractive." Then meet Alex
and me in the parlor directly across the hall. As Susan was about
to walk out, Ally noticed that the clothes brought to her were
different. "Those aren't my clothes!" Ally said before Susan
could get away. "A gift from Alex, their yours now. The shoes
are the ones you came in with as well as the stocking, and
underwear. Only the dress and jewelry are new. I know you'll
like them." Then Susan walked out.
Ally allowed the water to refresh her tired muscles for
another fifteen minutes before getting out of the tub. She dried
herself with the towels, picked up the blow dryer and brushed out
her hair as she blew the dampness from her hair. Then she put on
her panties, bra, and garter belt. Then she slipped her stockings
over her long slender legs and clipped them to the garter belt.
She decided to leave her shoes off until last since her feet were
still a bit sore. She decided to apply the makeup next. She
worked on her eyes first, applying a little eye color to darken
her eyes. Then she applied the mascara, a bit heavier than she
normally would, taking a cue from when Susan made her up in the
powder room. Then she applied the lip color. She used a brush
to apply the color to her lips, finding it easier to control. She
used what she had learned from Susan again as she kept her lip
size as thin as she could. "Hmm... not bad," she thought. She
was not just 'not bad', she was beautiful, perhaps more beautiful
than when she had first come into the restaurant. Finally she
applied a bit of rouge to her cheeks to give her a bit of color.
Ally went over to the dress that was brought her. As she
lifted it she saw a foot square black cardboard box and a wide
black belt on top. Ally examined the dress. It was a black
dress of fine cotton and was low cut. She slipped it on. It fit
perfectly. The neckline came down to just below her breasts
revealing just enough to tease. "How did they know my size!" she
thought. Anyway, she wrapped the belt around her waist and
buckled it.
From the moment Ally saw the black box she was curious.
Forcing herself to delay opening the box only made Ally's desire
to see what was inside that much greater. Ally put her hands on
the side of the box and lifted the lid. "Oh my God!," she
exclaimed as she was dazzled by pair of diamond studded pendant
earrings, a diamond choker, and a diamond bracelet. Also in the
box was a watch with a slim diamond studded wrist band. She
picked up the watch and turned it over. On the back was the word
"ROLEX". She smiled like she was a child who had just received a
million dollars worth of Christmas presents. First she put on
the earrings then quickly walked over to the mirror. They
dangled from her ears like little diamond tear drops. She adored
them. Then she put the bracelet and the watch on. She put the
choker on and walked over to the mirror to look at herself. She
was so happy she almost started to shed a tear. She held it back
after she realized all the work she put into her makeup. Then
she went and put on her heels. Somehow the five inch heels
didn't make her feel as sexy as the seven and a half ones did.
But they weren't bad either!
Having finished dressing, Ally went over to the room across
the hall. Susan and Alex were sitting on the couch, Alex with
his arm around Susan and Susan with her head on Alex's shoulder.
Before Ally could say a word a word, Alex stood up. "Ohhhh
my...," said Alex as he stared at Ally. The dress, the jewelry,
and Ally herself presented a perfect picture of loveliness. "You
look fabulous," said Alex.
"Thank you. I can't accept these. They're too much..,"
said Ally.
"Nonsense, you think a few thousand dollars means anything
to me? Heck, that only leaves me with an even twelve billion
dollars. Wonder if I can even afford cab fair," quipped Alex as
he let out a big laugh.
"Really, I can't," said Ally.
"I'll tell you what. You take these home with you and
we'll put them in safe keeping. If for some reason you leave the
island, and you leave the island and you still feel that way,
I'll take them back, OK?" offered Alex.
"OK, I can only wear them for a week anyway right?" asked
Ally.
"Question, how did you know my size? This is obviously a
custom dress. You didn't have time to have this made today since
Susan took my measurements," asked Ally.
"We cheated. We used the computer database I mentioned
earlier and found that you purchased a dress two months ago. We
just used that size. If it didn't fit, we would just let you use
your old clothes," explained Alex.
"Oh, that explains it," said Ally.
Just then Ally's stomach made a loud growling noise.
"Oh.... EXCUSE me!" said Ally, embarrassed.
"Hey, how about dinner? Neither of us have had any food
for at least eight hours, maybe nine!" said Alex.
"Done! I'm starved! Will Susan or Felix join us?" asked
Ally.
"Susan and Felix have work to do setting things up for you.
Now let's go upstairs. I have a few things I need to go over
with you so you can be ready. Then we can have dinner. Sound
good?" Alex said.
Alex and Ally walked through the hallway, through the
workshop and up the stairs. After passing through the hidden
doorway, Alex closed the bookcase. "Susan will be up as soon as
she puts out a bunch of faxes." , said Alex. Alex led Ally back
into the large dining room. It was empty.
"Please have a seat," Alex said as he took his own seat.
"Let me see, Travel preparation', here we are!" Alex said as he
found two copies of a three page document. "Now, valuables
storage. Here we go," he said as he found another sheet of
paper.
"Do you live in a house or an apartment?" he asked.
"A house," she said.
"Mortgaged or paid off?"
"From the insurance money..."
"I understand."
"OK. Security agency and home care company..., home care
company," said Alex as he found yet another document, "and
security agency," he said as he found one more sheet of paper.
"Finally bank trust fund papers, here they are," he said.
'Oh, almost forgot, medical exam papers!" he exclaimed
Alex made two piles, one with all the documents and the
other merely had the 'Travel preparations' instructions. Alex
then explained. "These documents describe the procedures you will
have to follow to protect your home and valuables so they are
taken care of while you are away. I will pick up all the
expenses. Instructions for each item are listed on the document
including phone number and any preparations you need to make
before calling the company involved. The most important one is
the medical exam. That must be done no later than next Tuesday
to be safe. Otherwise the lab won't have enough time to complete
its workup before next weekend. All the other items are self
explanatory. As it says on each sheet, you are to say you are a
client of Mr. Davis. The doctor will set up an appointment the
same day upon hearing this. If you can call him tomorrow. The
exam usually is not too involved but is sufficiently thorough.
When the other companies hear the name Mr. Davis they will offer
to come to your house that same day. Usually within an hour of
calling if I remember correctly. As for what to wear, you need
to go out and buy a strapless two piece bikini with the money I
gave you. You don't need the heels since we found a pair for you
downstairs. I'll deliver the shoes to you on that Sunday. All
your bills, taxes, etc., will be funneled into the Davis
depository agency, which will take care of all your financial
arrangements. The bank document will set up a trust fund and
transfer all your money from all bank accounts into it. Then I
will add ten thousand dollars to the account. Clear so far?"
asked Alex.
"You're spending an awful lot of money on me. You really
don't have...," argued Ally.
"I don't get a chance to bring in a new face to the island
but once or twice a year anymore, now that we've reached the
limit the administrators agreed to. So I can spend quite a bit
more on a potential trainee if I feel like it. And you make me
feel like it!" said Alex.
Ally blushed. She realized that the guy was enjoying
spending money on her, and she had no problem with making sure
her home was taken care of while she was away. Someone had to
care for it. She decided it was a fair trade.
Alex continued to explain, "Everything you need to do is
listed in the travel preparations guide. There are a few key
points I want to go over with. First, if for any reason you have
problems with any of the companies, or you have any questions
call the number at the top of the page. It is an answering
machine, in fact it's the same number you called in the ad. You
should receive a reply in an hour or two at the latest. Second,
avoid eating any solid foods after midnight on Saturday. Drink
lots of fluids however since the pill you will be given will
tend to dehydrate you. I need to ask you something. When was
your last period?" asked Alex.
"Two weeks ago," replied Ally.
"I'll need to give you a dose of anti-menstrual drug before
we go up to have dinner. Otherwise you'll be too close to your
period when we sail. It's just a small pill," said Alex. Alex
then went back into the closet and took one pill from a bottle of
this special drug which he had thoughtfully remembered to bring
from the island a week ago. While he was in the closet he also
picked up a large envelope for Ally's papers. He returned to
Ally and gave her the pill. She poured herself some water and
washed down the pill. "Here's an envelope for all the papers.
One last thing which is not on the papers. I'd like you to put
your hair up in a bun before we come to get you on Sunday. I
have my reasons. OK?" said Alex.
"Sure, no problem," said Ally.
"Good. Then how about dinner?" asked Alex.
"I thought you'd never ask!" said Ally.
Ally gathered up the papers and put them in the envelope.
Then she put the envelope in her bag and rose. Alex rose and
led Ally out of the dining room.
Felix was waiting outside. "How did it go?" asked Felix.
"Much better than I expected. Ally is as perfect as I have ever
seen," said Alex. Ally blushed and smiled. "Thank you," she
whispered to Alex. "Felix, why don't you go down and help Susan
make the proper arrangements. Ally, if you please," said Alex as
he held out his arm. Ally wrapped her arm in his. Upon seeing
this Felix warned Alex. "Sir, I think you're on the verge of
breaking rule number one. Be careful."
"Thank you Felix. Do you really think so?" asked Alex.
"I'm sure of it. It wouldn't be fair to her if you did,"
said Felix.
"Thank you Felix. You have kept me from making a fool of
myself again!" Alex said with a smile. Alex looked at Ally.
"Dinner!" he said.
"Dinner!" Ally affirmed
And they walked to the main dining room together. As they
walked away Felix shook his head. Then he walked through the
double doors and made his way downstairs to help Susan.
Alex led Ally down the hallway to the main dining area. As
they walked, Ally's heels made a delicious clicking sound on the
parquet flooring. Alex could easily hear the wondrous sound
coming from Ally's spikes and delighted in this.
When they arrived in the main dining room Andre spotted them
emerging from the hallway. As Alex and Ally entered the dining
room Alex signalled Andre. Andre came over to Alex. "May I be
of service, sir?" he said.
"Is the private dining room free, Andre?" asked Alex.
"Yes, as a matter of fact it is, sir. Will the lady and
you be dining there?" he inquired.
"Yes, we will. Please send a waiter with a menu and place
settings for the two of us, Andre," said Alex.
"I will attend to it personally, Mr. Davis," said Andre.
"Thank you, Andre," said Alex.
Andre walked away to make the proper preparations as Alex
led Ally to a single wooden door. Alex opened the door
revealing a small but heavy wooden table, perhaps three feet in
diameter. Alex helped Ally to her seat and, being a perfect
gentleman, pushed the seat forward for Ally. "Oh, what a
gentleman!" said Ally. Alex just smiled. Then Alex took his own
seat opposite Ally.
Not thirty seconds after Alex took his seat, Andre entered
with two waiters. The waiters laid place settings and a pitcher
and two glasses of chilled spring water before Alex and Ally as
Andre handed gold trimmed, leather bound menus to Alex and Ally.
Andre waited as they decided on their selections.
"Order whatever you want. It's on me," Alex said.
"Oh, it all sounds so good. I don't know," said Ally. She
read the menu for a little while longer. Then she decided.
"I'll have the crab imperial with stuffed shrimp, broccoli with
hollandaise, and a garden salad.
"Yes ma'am. What kind of dressing would you like on your
salad?" asked Andre.
"Russian please," she said.
"And what would you like to drink?" said Andre.
"Coke," she said.
"Thank you ma'am. Mr. Davis, may I take your order
please?" he said as he turned his gaze at Alex.
"Yes, I'll have a lobster with stuffed shrimp, duchess
potatoes, and cole slaw. I'll have a Coke as well. I've been
hitting the wine too much lately anyway. I'll have a garden
salad as well with Thousand Island dressing," he said.
"Very well sir. I'll be back shortly with the salads and
drinks," Andre said. At this point Andre left, closing the door
behind him.
Alex smiled at Ally. "My, you look absolutely ravishing!"
he said. "Thank you," she whispered as she blushed. "You don't
look half bad yourself," she returned the compliment.
Ally and Alex chatted over the weather and other trivia for
a few minutes when a knock at the door was heard. "Enter," said
Alex. Andre entered carrying a tray with the salads and drinks.
"The main course will be ready in approximately twenty minutes,
Mr. Davis. Is there anything else I can get for you?" asked
Andre. "No, this will be fine. Thank you, Andre," said Alex.
Andre turned and left, again closing the door behind him.
"So, how do you feel, Ally?" asked Alex.
"I'm OK. Actually I feel quite well, just a little sore
here and there. I should have stayed in the whirlpool a bit
longer I think," said Ally.
"No, I meant how do you FEEL, as in how do you feel about
what's happened to you and what's in store for you in the
future," Alex explained.
"Well, at first I was very afraid to go on. I really had
second thoughts when you left me alone for the first time on the
center table. But I held out and I'm glad I did. After
everything was installed I felt wonderful, as if this is what
I've been looking for all my life. I've never really had much
control of my life. My mother...," she stopped in mid speech.
Upon saying the word mother Ally became visibly upset.
Alex reached across the table and took hold of Ally's hand.
"We don't have to talk about this if you don't want to," he said.
"No, it's been eating at my insides for weeks. I need to
talk about it," she said.
"That's smart, Ally. Things like this will tear you apart
if you don't talk about them. Let it out Ally," he said.
"Mom always protected me. I was her little girl. Now,
she's gone. I guess I'm looking for someone to take care of
me," she said. Ally's voice started to crack. Alex patted her
hand. "It's OK, I lost my parents when I was seventeen. I know
what you're going through," he said.
"You did?" she exclaimed. "I didn't know. Is that why
you've been so understanding?" she asked.
"Partly, there are other reasons as well," he said.
"There's a saying that misery loves company. Well, sometimes the
misery gets to me when I'm alone and it's nice to talk to someone
who's been through a similar tragedy. Can I ask you a silly
question?" he asked.
"Sure," she replied.
"You're last name is Medina. That's Italian, right?" he
asked.
"It is," she said.
"Funny, you look more German," he stated.
"So did my mother," she said with a smile. "My mother was
half German and half Swedish. My father's parents came from the
very northern parts of Italy, near the Austrian border," she
explained.
"Oh, so that explains the blonde hair and blue eyes," he
said.
"That's right. Could I ask a question, now?" she asked.
"You certainly may," he responded.
"What is rule number one? I heard Felix say you were about
to break it," she asked.
"I'm afraid that's classified. We have certain rules
concerning recruitment and training. Only the trainers are
permitted to know these rules. We've decided that allowing them
to become known to slaves and potential slaves might make
training more difficult. It's something I'm afraid I just can't
discuss. Sorry," he explained.
Rule number one stated that a master or mistress should
never fall in love with a slave. They could love them as a
master would love a pet but never as one human being would love
another. They called this 'Losing your perspective". Many
argued that the fine line, if there really was a line at all, was
difficult if not impossible to determine. That was why Alex
included Felix on these trips. One person would always stay
distant, as Felix did this time, and observe to verify that
everyone maintained perspective. Felix had spotted Alex's love
for Ally almost immediately and warned him. But Alex was the
boss and he was the one who had to take responsibility if
something went wrong and he got himself hooked. Alex accepted
this. He wondered if the line between the two different types of
love really did exist. At the moment he really didn't care.
"I don't fully understand, but I will accept the
explanation anyway. You've been up front with me since I first
came here. I guess I can trust that it's for my own good. I
have another question," she said.
"Shoot," Alex said.
"You said that the island was three hundred miles east of
Tahiti...," she started to say.
"Did I say that? I'm sorry. An associate of mine was
interested in starting an island of his own about three hundred
miles east of Tahiti. I've been working on the purchase for
about a month and I must have gotten confused. Actually my
island is about three hundred and twenty miles west, southwest of
Los Angeles in international waters. If it were where I said it
was it would take three days to get there. Is that what you
wanted to know?" he asked.
"Yes. I thought something was wrong with the travel time.
Just one more question. When's the food gonna get here. I'm
starved!". Ally asked. Ally picked at the last of the salad.
She really wasn't a salad person. Neither was Alex she noticed.
He had hardly touched his. Ally mom always started a large
dinner with salad and that's why she ordered one. It was more
out of habit as opposed to actually wanting one that she ordered
it. Alex really didn't like salad but wanted something to nibble
on while Ally was eating hers.
Just two minutes later the main course arrived, carried by
two waiters. They laid out the feast before Alex and Ally,
accompanied by several 'Wow"'s and "Oh, my..."'s from both Ally
and Alex. Alex, even though he had eaten at his own restaurants
several times, was always amazed at the skill of his chefs. He
had spared no expense in getting the very best people. "Will
there be anything else, sir," asked one of the chefs.
"No, I think we're fine. Please lock the door on your way
out. I'll ring if we need anything else. The food was delicious.
Ally practically inhaled the shrimp, stuffed with crab meat. Alex
tore into the lobster with reckless abandon. They ate like there
was no tomorrow, punctuated by more idle chatter. Twenty minutes
later there was hardly a scrap of food left on either plate.
"Boy, I didn't know I had a human vacuum cleaner on my hands!"
he said as he looked at Ally's empty plate. "You didn't do so
bad yourself I see," she returned the 'compliment'. "I guess
dessert's out of the question," he said with a smile. She
laughed. "Yes it is. I couldn't eat another bite. Thanks
anyway," she said.
They sat for a while longer sipping their drinks. Alex
then looked at the time. Ten past midnight. "Hey Ally, it's
late. Maybe I should take you home?" he asked. "To be honest
with you, and this is going to sound strange, I'm not exactly
tired of your company...," she said.
"Well then, what do you say to a tour of L.A. in a nice,
fancy limo?" he asked.
"Sounds wonderful!" she exclaimed. She wanted to stay with
Alex as long as she could tonight. His company was as addicting
as the most powerful narcotic. His baby blue eyes held her heart
captive and she relished every moment.
Alex stood. "Ohhh...., I think I ate too much!" he said as
he rose. "I know the feeling," Ally said as she rose also.
Alex went to an intercom mounted on the wall. He pressed a
button. "Andre!" he said. "Yes sir," was the reply. "Tell
Charles to bring the Rolls around front in ten minutes. Miss
Medina and myself would like a tour of L.A," Alex ordered.
"Right away, sir," Andre answered. "I need to use the ladies
room," Ally said. "Certainly," said Alex. Alex led Ally to the
rest rooms and let her go into the ladies room as Alex entered
the men's room.
They met outside the restrooms and exited the restaurant.
The Rolls Royce was waiting outside with a driver dressed in all
black with the traditional driver's cap. The driver held the
door for Ally and Alex, closed it, then got behind the wheel.
"Where to sir?" he asked. "Indulge yourself, Charles," Alex
replied. "Sir?" Charles asked. "Out there. Just drive through
L.A. and anywhere else you'd think might be interesting. It
really doesn't matter. We'll be quite satisfied with your
choice," Alex stated. "Yes sir," Charles replied. Charles drove
Alex and Ally around for two full hours. Alex and Ally didn't
really care where they were or where they were going. All they
knew was that they loved each other. Alex kept telling himself
to maintain perspective, to only love Ally as a pet. But as far
as he was concerned, that was virtually impossible. So they
allowed Charles to drive around as they held each other close and
kissed each other dozens of times.
Finally, around two in the morning, Ally said she was tired
and would like to be taken home. She gave Charles the address
and he drove them to her house in just a few minutes. Too short,
thought Ally, as she pressed her body into Alex's arms. "I'll
see you in one week," he said. "Do you have all the papers and
instructions?" he asked. "Yes," she replied. "Good, remember the
doctor's appointment is the most critical. You must get that
done as soon as possible." he reminder her. "I know," she said.
They kissed one last time. Ally was about to open the door when
it swung open. Charles had gone over to her door and opened it
for her. Ally exited the Rolls and thanked Charles for helping
her out. He returned the compliment, closed the door and got
behind the wheel. She waved to Alex as the Rolls pulled away.
End of Part 2.
Part 3 will cover Ally's voyage to the island.
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