A warm and hearty welcome to my Earth readers. I had retired to the planet Rigel VI, on the outer rim of our galaxy and I continue the story of my adventures with the amazing local custom of pleasure-slaves.
As previous readers are aware, the rich elite of this planet, of which I had become one of its newest members, bought and sold pleasure-slaves. Pleasure slaves were women (and men) who had submitted themselves to the auction houses in the big cities here.
They were escaping the terrible poverty out in the vast farmlands of this world. As a pleasure-slave they would have a much better life, living in rich surroundings, and doing little work other than the obvious.
They also had much better legal protection than farm workers; they could not be abused in any way. They also had to agree to be sold to the winning bidder at their auction, they could refuse if they so wished.
Pleasure-slaves were also paid a monthly allowance which they could do with what they pleased. They could also save up their allowances and eventually buy their freedom if they so wished, but this was rare, as a pleasure-slave was generally a good life.
I had purchased my first pleasure-slave. Her name was Melora, she was an 18 year old ‘pure’ or virgin. She was blonde, petite and slim, with an incredible 34HH bust. I had gone to collect her from the auction house the day after the auction.
She had performed her first ever blow job on me in a private lounge in the auction house, and now I was ready to take her home…
I pressed the call button, and the manager almost immediately appeared. She followed us out into the foyer, chatting with me, hoping I would be happy with my new purchase, and telling me to come back again for the next auction. She suggested I should buy another girl next time so I could have my way with two girls, every man’s fantasy she told me.
I thanked her for her help, giving her a generous tip.
The valet had brought my vehicle around, I helped Melora into the front passenger seat. The valet loaded Melora’s bag into the trunk. I took the controls and we made our way back to my villa.
Melora was fascinated, looking out the window at the city and all the people. She had obviously led a sheltered life in the school of the auction house; it was somewhat like a nun leaving a convent.
She asked me many questions on our journey back to her new home, all about the things she saw out of the window, about me and my life. I answered them all as best I could, but they came thick and fast. She was on information overload.
Almost an hour later we arrived at my villa. I brought my vehicle to a halt out front. Melora shot out of the vehicle and over to the balcony area. She was jumping up and down and shrieking with happiness.
I joined her on the balcony.
“It’s amazing,” she said, beaming from ear to ear as she looked out over the cliffs to the city view below.
“I’m glad you like it,” I replied, “I hope you will be very happy here.”
I took her hand and took her on a tour around the villa, showing her the main house first. Then I took her back to the servant’s quarters. This is where she could have her own space. It had a few bedrooms, a lounge and dining area and kitchen.
“It’s wonderful master,” she beamed, “Thank you so much.”
Melora explained in the auction house she had shared a very small room with another girl, so this was a big change for her, everything was. I left her to unpack her things and get settled, telling her to come to the main house in an hour for dinner.
Later we had our meal in the dining room. It had been prepared by a chef I sometimes used to come over to cook for me. I wanted it to be special for Melora.
She wore a white gown, with a split up to her panties. It also showed off that amazing cleavage, she was almost spilling out of it.
At dinner she was again full of questions, and I answered them all as best as I could. I loved it when I made her laugh as it made her huge tits jiggle inside her dress.
After our dessert I led her out onto the patio area. I had some nice music playing, and we sat and chatted, watching the sunset. Melora loved the music, and I asked her to come dance with me on the balcony.
We stood close and slow danced, her huge tits pressed up against me. I ran my hands from her waist to her ass. It felt great, so full and firm. She kissed me, long, slow and wet.
I kissed her back, over and over as I groped her stunning ass. Damn, I wanted to fuck her so much now.
“Sexy girl,” I said.
“Thank you master,” She replied, kissing me again.
“Why don’t you go up to my bedroom darling? I’ve left something there I’d like you to wear for me.”
“Yes master,” she said, giving my cock a quick squeeze though my trousers, and tottering back to the house in her high heels. That ass was amazing.
I had ordered her some lingerie earlier and left it out for her on my bed.
I returned to the house and sat on one of the large sofas, awaiting Melora’s return. The living area was large and open. The main bedroom was accessed from an interior balcony overlooking the living area, with a large spiral staircase.
After ten minutes or so I heard Melora call out for me.
“Down here,” I called back to her.
The bedroom door opened and Melora appeared. She looked amazing. She wore black stockings with a suspender belt, little black panties, and a super skimpy little bra, which she was struggling to not fall out of.
I smiled at her as she carefully came down the staircase in her black high heels. She looked so hot. I loved seeing her tits bounce every time she took a step down. Her ass was stunning in those little panties.
“You look amazing honey,” I said, “Why don’t you dance for me?”
I used the remote to turn on the music again. Melora began to dance for me, very sexy, running her hands over her body, shaking that ass for me.
I rubbed my hardening cock through my trousers, she was so sexy. She moved closer. She shook her ass right in front of me. I grabbed her hips and buried my face in her ass.
“Oh yes master,” she said, wiggling her pert peachy bum as I kissed and licked it. Her ass was amazing.
I sat back on the sofa, and told her to sit astride me. Finally I was going to get to open my present, her huge tits just inches away from me.
I reached around her back, slowly undoing the clasp on her skimpy bra, slowly pulling it off her to finally reveal her amazing boobs.
My god they were huge, incredible. They were so big, yet so pert. Her nipples were a nice size, and erect.
I reached out and touched them for the first time, lovely soft skin, but nice and firm. I caressed them. No man had ever touched them before.
Melora put her hands around my neck, pushing my face into her tits. I kissed her boobs, licked and sucked on them. Melora ran her hands through my short hair as I sucked on her nipples.
We stayed like this for ten minutes or more, my hands and mouth glued to her tits.
“Master, do you like my boobs?” she asked, “Are you happy with them?”
“Oh god yes,” I replied, “I fucking love your tits.”
They were incredible; I couldn’t keep my eyes, or hands off them. Melora got down on her knees in front of me, with a cheeky smile. She unzipped me, pulling off my trousers and under shorts, releasing my hard cock.
She shuffled forward slightly, and I took her head in my hands, guiding her lips to my cock. She kissed my shaft with her lovely full blowjob lips, moving down slowly until she began sucking my balls. She took one in her mouth, then the other.
I reached down and groped her tits as she extended her tongue and gently lapped at my balls. Her tongue then made its way back up my shaft.
“Suck me,” I told her.
“Yes master,” she smiled, taking my head inside her mouth.
She began sucking me, her lips moving up and down my shaft, fairly slowly at first. She also let her tongue slide up and down the underside of my shaft inside her mouth. They had taught her well.
She would stop from time to time and lick my balls, or kiss the head of my cock. Her tongue licking and teasing me. She pouted her lips and I smacked them again and again with the head of my dick.