Australian Holiday
by
beck_and_call@hotmail.com
Chapter 10: slave jason
As the steam from the hot shower hung heavy in the air, Jason tried to
get accustomed to his awkward position. This was probably his worst
hour under the rule of Lady Mowbray and he struggled with it. His
normally flat belly was bloated with the piss of the three women now
bathing together to his immediate left. All he had to eat in the last
24 hours was that funny-tasting porridge and the secretions and urine
of the three women.
Jason slightly turned his head to the left. He wanted to look at the
she-devils through the curtain. Only for a split-second, though, for his
trapped testes would not permit it. A stifled moan escaped from his
painfully stretched lips. But nobody heard it. Instead, the room was
joyful with the sounds of splashing and giggling. Sarah shampooed
Amanda's golden hair as her sister tended to the bottom half. Then the
twins took turns shampooing each others copper tresses as Amanda left
the shower first. She walked over to the bound young man as clean
droplets trickled onto the tiles. Jason took a good look at his
Mistress and his cock threatened to burst its prison.
"My, my, Jenny. Your 'clit' looks like it needs some relief," Amanda
teased. "However it needs some time to build up its resources. You
will keep it nice and hard for me though, won't you lover? You know,
Jenny. You look so cute trussed up like that with that gag. Perhaps
I'll change your title from handyman to toilet slave. You seem to fit
into this room rather perfectly. I'm sure you could swallow lots of
things," she said rather ominously.
Amanda stroked Jason's short hair as the sisters approached their boss
and proceeded to dry her with a big soft peach towel.
"I think this will have to grow out," she said, grabbing a handful of
dark brown hair and sharply pulling forward.
Jason's tortured sac was unmercifully pulled up towards his collar and
his eyeballs nearly popped from their sockets. A tortured howl escaped
from his parched lips as Amanda laughed throatily. Her icy blue eyes
bore into Jason's bewildered brown ones. As frightened of her as he was
at this moment he still couldn't resist her. What an exquisite creature
she was, like a long-stemmed yellow rose. Her haughty visage was up to
something, he thought.
Just then, Amanda pulled away and thrust forward, spitting from her
lovely pink lips a glob of saliva that shot into Jason's gaping mouth.
It was a perfect bullseye, the twins remarked as they combed each
others red hair. With his head pulled back to his balls, he had no
alternative but to swallow. Amanda smiled, exposing her pearly whites
and sat on the toilet next to her slave as Susie combed her sun-kissed
hair.
The trio soon left Jason alone in his strict hog-tie, balanced
precariously on his knees. He watched as the women walked out totally
nude. But his brown eyes zeroed in on the nude in the center, his
owner Amanda. He watched the undulations of her well-rounded derriere
and wished that his trapped tongue could bathe its luscious surface.
Jason realized that this little show was for the explicit intent to
build a semen reserve within him. Well, he thought, it certainly was
working as pre-cum trailed along the lead pulling at his cock. His
balls bulged like a pair of purple plums and the rings cut into the
flesh of his penis. Jason felt like he'd never been hornier.
While their pitiful slave wallowed in the bathroom of the west wing,
Susie and Sarah prepared for the evening's festivities. Amanda,
meanwhile, decided to take a nap on the leather sofa near the kitchen.
About ninety minutes later, she was awakened by a discordant clang.
Sarah dropped a pot and ran into the next room to apologize for the
disturbance.
"I'm sorry ma'am, it won't happen again," she confessed.
"Sarah," Amanda asked glancing at the clock on the wall, "Did either you
or your sister release it from its bondage? It's been nearly two hours,
you know."
"Forgive me ma'am, but Susie and I are preparing for tonight. We must
have forgotten."
"Release him immediately and bring him here."
"Yes ma'am."
Sarah headed to the west wing and when she opened the bathroom door she
was met with a horrid sight. Jason was still on his knees in the hog-
tie, only he was shivering uncontrollably. The muscles in his neck and
thighs were spasming and drool oozed from the corners of his gaping
orifice. Oh, yes, and he peed all over himself. He knelt in a puddle
of his own urine and the stench hit Sarah full in the face.
His cock was now as purple as his balls but Jason was silent - no moans,
nothing. Trying to avoid the puddle, Sarah leaned forward and quickly
removed him from his bonds. Even his hands were free for the first
time in 24 hours. Only his cock and balls were still encased in that
cursed harness and the chrome ring-gag remained affixed. Sarah ordered
him to shower and clean the bathroom and to report to Lady Mowbray
immediately.
Wobbly, Jason completed his appointed tasks and made his way to the east
wing.
Lady Mowbray reclined on the ivory leather sofa with a portable CD
player and headphones wrapped around her lovely head. With brilliant
blue eyes tightly clenched, her slim bare feet hung over an armrest and
idly conducted an imaginary orchestra. Amanda bit the corner of her
shiny lower lip as she became more and more detached from her
surroundings. She had been listening to Bach's Air on a G String when
she was rudely interrupted.
Jason just stood there staring down at the floor. He couldn't speak and
was ashamed of his appearance. He was actually there for 5 minutes
before Amanda noticed him at the far corner of the couch. She took the
big toe of her right foot and gently scraped a bit of seminal fluid off
the tip of Jason's member.
"On your knees, Jenny."
He quickly complied as Amanda soothed the cream into Jason's parched
lips with her delectable toe. Oh, how Jason wanted rip out that
horrible gag and plant soft sweet kisses on that savory ped. Instead,
he enjoyed this tender moment from his Mistress and wondered what lie
ahead.
