Again, a warm and hearty welcome to my Earth readers. I continue my tale of my adventures with my pleasure-slave Melora, and various other slaves too. As previous readers are aware I had retired to the planet Rigel VI, on the outer rim of our galaxy.
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, 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 farmworkers; they could not be abused in any way. They also had the option 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 as 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 eighteen year old ‘pure’, or virgin.
I had later also purchased Melora’s mother Helena, a thirty-seven-year-old very busty lady. I had brought Helena back home to my villa and Melora was so happy.
I had ensured Melora understood I would never ask her to join me in bed with her mother. That would be very wrong.
Recently I had discovered Helios, a beautiful beach resort with its own private villas. It was very popular with rich married women who loved the plentiful supply of young male pleasure slaves available. The manager of the resort was an older fairly attractive woman named Ursula who certainly enjoyed recruiting young men to work there. In fact, I had observed Ursula fucking some young stud from behind her office door and her secretary Loretta had caught me and had sucked me off while I watched her boss…
After the wonderful voyeuristic experience of watching Ursula getting screwed by her seventeen-year-old hung stud Devon in her office’s hidden bedroom, I had been taken out by boat to my own private island that I had rented for the week. The island was so beautiful, with a stunning luxury bungalow at its centre.
It had a gorgeous pool area with an extremely large heart-shaped hot-tub. The two beaches were immaculate with clear blue warm water. There was a touch screen embedded in the glass of the coffee table on which I could contact ‘island services’ to order food and drinks and most importantly, pleasure slaves. There were lots of lovely young women for me to browse through.
I could make a ‘wish list’, where I lined up ten or so women, and they would send me the first on the list. I could then spend as long as I wanted with her, doing whatever I wanted to her lovely young body. Then when I was bored with her, the boat would pick her up and take her the short distance back to the mainland. There, the next woman on my list would be waiting to be taken out to my island to service me.
It was a great arrangement, and one that I had taken advantage of repeatedly over the last few days. Firstly I had been visited by Sadie, a nice twenty-two-year-old blonde with big firm tits. Then I had Rina, a twenty-one-year-old beautiful Asian looking girl, perhaps descended from Earth’s Philippine region, who had a gorgeous super tight pussy. Later I had Julie, a black twenty-three-year-old girl with a terrific ass.
Other than getting sucked and fucked by these lovely young women, I had swum in the sea whilst a naked young woman accompanied me. I had sat in the pool and hot-tub with them, chatting and joking around. I had been given a back massage on the beach by a topless girl with huge tits.
All of these activities had, of course, led to more sex. Sex on the beach, sex in the pool, sex in every room of the bungalow. I had gotten through four other young women; blondes, brunettes, slim, busty, super sexy. This was all available here at the touch of a button.
But after a few days, I decided to take a trip from my island back to the resort on the mainland. Take in a change of scenery. The boat collected me mid-morning and dropped me off on the jetty at the main beach area of the resort.
I crossed the beach and walked up the long winding main stairway that had been cut into the cliff face. There was an underground elevator also, but I fancied enjoying the view and the exercise. As I approached the top, I could see many of the little private coves dotted along the coastline. They also had their own narrow cliff-staircases down to a small beach area with a bungalow villa and pool.
In the nearest cove, maybe just fifty metres down the coast, I could just make out a woman in her mid-forties walking down the staircase with a young naked stud. She had her hand on his young ass as they walked down; occasionally fondling his cock and balls. They stopped halfway down and embraced, kissing passionately.
I suddenly recognised the woman as Mrs Durant, a rich married woman that I had briefly run into whilst being shown around the resort by Ursula when I arrived.
Mrs Durant then sat upon the stone wall that prevented anyone falling off the cliff face staircase. She pulled up and removed the beach gown she wore, to reveal her naked body. She was a little overweight, but not overly so. She spread her legs to receive her young stud.
He pushed his large young cock inside her, and began fucking away. I thought to myself these young guys were so lucky. True, they were slaves, but I sure wish I had got the amount of pussy they were getting when I was their age. Plus an awful lot of these older rich women looked pretty good. They had the money for all types of treatments and even surgeries to make them look their best.
Mrs Durant looked pretty happy with her choice of pleasure slave, a huge big smile on her face as he fucked her. I guess she was so horny she couldn’t wait to get down to the beach and her bungalow. Or perhaps she was just an exhibitionist.
Just as I started to turn back up the staircase, Mrs Durant spotted me, blowing me a kiss and waving at me as her stud continued to pound away inside her. I waved back at her, watched them for a few moments more, then turned and continued up the main staircase, wondering if Mrs Durant’s husband had any idea what his wife was up to right now.
I soon arrived at the top of the cliff. I made my way into one of the restaurants and had a small lunch. I observed a few women clients of the resort making their way to the large building which held the viewing area. I had still not seen any other male customers here, but Ursula had already explained to me the reason for that.
This was a resort set up initially to exclusively service very rich women, with young male pleasure slaves. It had become enormously successful at it. Recently the resort's board had instructed Ursula to cater to male customers also, to recruit female pleasure slaves, and do some promotion on local media. It was one of their recent adverts I had seen that had prompted me to make a visit.
When I arrived, I hadn’t known this resort catered mainly to women, but as I was seemingly the only male customer right now, I had my pick of all the young women here, so it didn’t really matter. There seemed to be about forty or so female pleasure slaves here at the moment. If they wanted to get rich male clients happy here, they would probably need to increase their stock substantially.
I thought I would go and see the viewing area, and pick up my next conquest-to-be. Seeing a woman in the flesh was always preferable to viewing photos on a screen back in the bungalow on my island. So as I was here, I might as well go and check it out.
I made my way through the beautifully designed courtyards of the resort until I found the building containing the viewing area. I was ushered inside by the staff, through a large foyer area, and into the enormous viewing room.
It was the size of a very large ballroom I had seen once, with a very high ceiling. There were sofas, tables and chairs spread throughout the room. A few rich ladies sat here and there. On the left-hand side was a gigantic glass window, which ran from floor to ceiling.
Behind this window sat perhaps five hundred young men. I couldn’t believe there was such a huge selection of male pleasure slaves for these rich women to choose from. I had never seen anything like it. I walked further into the room, some of the rich ladies waved and greeted me, I suppose I was a bit of a novelty to them.
In the far corner, behind the glass were the female pleasure slaves. They had their own section, a wall separating them and the male studs. There were about thirty or so sitting waiting. They all smiled and waved as I approached.
I suppose at present they weren’t getting much attention, as I seemed to be the only male guest. I noticed a few of the girls I had already seen over the last few days grinning at me, one of them putting her tongue in her cheek, the universal sign language for a blowjob.
I sat on a sofa facing the glass window toward the back of the room away from the glass. The staff brought me a drink and I sat there enjoying checking out the girls behind the glass, winking and blowing kisses at me. They were all dressed in tiny black bikinis, and all looked very tempting.
A few minutes later one of the rich female clients wandered over, smiling at me. She was probably in her late forties or early fifties, quite pretty, but wearing too much jewellery, I felt. She wore a black swimming costume, and a black partially see-through beach gown over it, probably to cover her fairly large ass.
“Hi, how are you? I’m Martha, just thought I’d say hello, we don’t see many male customers here,” she said, shaking my hand.
I introduced myself, and she sat at the other end of the lengthy sofa, ordering a drink from the staff.
“So, these girls here seem to be mostly ignored. It’s good you’re here to keep them busy,” Martha said, giggling, waving to the young ladies behind the glass to our right, “At least they're getting some cock this week.”
“I’m doing my best,” I said smiling.
“Oh, I’m sure you are,” she said, “I’ve just come up from my bungalow to have a look around.”
Martha motioned to the window to our left, where all the young studs sat posing in their tight black shorts, smiling and waving at the nine or ten rich women sat in three different groups around the viewing room. All the young men had a numbered sticker on their shorts so they could be easily selected.
These rich women seemed to like to sit together whilst they admired the young studs, chatting and giggling amongst themselves. One lady nearest us had already made her selection, and she sat in her stud’s lap at the table with her friends, quietly snogging and groping him.
In another group, there were three women sat at a table. Two of the women were giggling, chatting, and play-fighting over three handsome young men. The other woman, probably in her late fifties, had a beautiful Asian-looking young lady in her lap, kissing and groping her. I guess this rich woman preferred young pussy to cock; it was certainly all available here.
I chatted with Martha for a while. She told me she was from Chiden, a city to the north that I had never visited. She apparently came down to Helios for some fun in the sun for a few days once a month or so. Her husband owned a number of very large plantations in the north.
I asked her whether he knew what this place was that his wife visited so frequently.
“No, of course not. I tell him it’s a very exclusive spa resort, which is not strictly a lie,” Martha explained, “They do have very good spa and beauty treatments here. And every time I take a gorgeous young guy to my bed, my husband gets billed for a massage, hair styling, a makeover, something like that.”
“I see,” I said.
“Or a facial,” she giggled, “I do love a young guy with a big thick cock giving me a facial.”
Martha laughed again. She then motioned to the staff member and whispered in their ear for a moment, pointing to the area behind the glass where all the young studs were sat. The staff member nodded and then left.
“On my last day here I make sure to get my nails done, my hair done. Something my husband will notice when I go home, so he can see I’ve just been off making myself beautiful for him,” she continued.
“And it works?” I asked.
“Of course, that’s why I’m still able to come here for the last four years. I would say almost half the women here are married to rich men, and tell their husbands' similar stories,” Martha explained, grinning, “Plus I do one other thing as soon as I get home, to ensure it works.”
“What’s that?” I enquired.
“I give him a long slow blowjob,” she giggled, “I don’t ever do that otherwise. He’s fat and old. I still fuck him from time to time, but I only ever suck him when I return from here to thank him for sending me on my little beauty and spa break.”
“I see,” I said.
“So the next time I ask him to send me here, he’s more than happy to pay for it, because he knows I’ll give him a nice blowjob when I return to thank him,” Martha explained, “Of course he has no idea how much lovely big young cock I’ve been sucking on while I've been away.”
“Does he not have pleasure slaves of his own?” I asked.
“No, no. He’s not originally from this planet; he doesn’t understand our customs about pleasure slaves. Just another reason to keep it secret from him,” Martha said.
Two young men then arrived in front of Martha, the staff member making the introductions. Both guys looked about twenty years old, one was white, the other black. They both had athletic builds, the black guy maybe slightly more muscular.
“Oh, they look gorgeous, don’t they,” Martha said, pulling the two guys closer to stand right in front of her on the sofa. She reached up and ran her hands all over their bare chests.
I called over the staff member and told them I wanted number seven, a cute little blonde young lady I had spied behind the glass in the female viewing area.
Martha continued to feel up her young men.
“Oh, I can’t decide which one I want,” she told me, grinning, turning back to the young guys, “Come on boys, drop your shorts, let me see what you’re working with. Help me choose.”
Both guys removed their shorts and stood naked in front of Martha. She reached for their large cocks, gently groping them.
“Come on, boys, don’t be shy. Let’s see them all big and angry. Shall we give them a bit of encouragement?” Martha said, giggling, pulling down the top of her swimsuit to reveal her fairly large bosom.
She had nice boobs for her age, and it wasn’t long before the two young guy’s dicks were getting longer and thicker.
The young blonde I had asked for arrived and immediately sat in my lap.
“Hi sir, I’m Stacy,” she told me.
Stacy told me she was twenty years old and had been a pleasure slave at Helios for almost a year. She had a nice firm little ass, which she wiggled and bounced in my lap. She also had a nice big firm rack. I removed her bikini top to get a proper look, her tits were great, nice and big and firm, maybe 30FF.
“Oh sir, take me to your bungalow right now and fuck me, sir,” Stacy whispered in my ear, reaching into my shorts to massage my cock, “I’ll suck and fuck you all day, whatever you want sir. I haven’t had any cock in months.”
“Soon baby, soon,” I told her, “I’m enjoying the show right now.”
I continued watching a topless Martha get her two young guys' dicks bigger and harder as she slowly jerked them off. Soon they were both up at full power, and they both had impressively large, long, thick cocks.
“Oh, lovely, lovely boys,” Martha said, transfixed with the two huge dicks in front of her.
She then pulled them closer still and began sucking on the black guy’s cock first, then moving to the white guy’s dick. Back and forth she went, as if she was doing some kind of taste test. She then took both their cocks and rubbed them together on her face.
As she did so she turned to me and Stacy.
“Mmm, I do love coffee and cream,” Martha giggled, “I think I’ll just have to take both.”
“I’m sure you can handle them,” I told her.
“Oh you know I can,” Martha said, “Last trip I was here, I had the gangbang special. You get four hot young guys treating you like a complete slut and fucking you in your pussy, ass and mouth all night long. It’s incredible, being the centre of attention like that.”
“Wow, really?” I asked.
“Sure, I loved it. Best night of my life. Of course, I walked funny for a week after,” Martha laughed, standing and pulling back up her swimsuit to cover her tits, “Luckily my husband didn’t notice.”
“You’re a wild woman Martha,” I told her.
Martha came closer, looking over Stacy’s body, groping her right tit for a moment.
“Lovely tits, honey,” Martha told Stacy, then turned to me, “Well, you’ll have hours of fun with her I’m sure. She looks like a great fuck.”
“I certainly hope so,” I told her.
“Well, I’m gonna get these two young guys back to my bungalow. I’ll be back here tomorrow once I’ve worn them out. I’ll see you around,” Martha said with a smile.
She walked off out of the viewing room, flanked by her two naked boys, her hands tightly gripped to their firm young asses. I imagined it wouldn’t be long before her big ass was bouncing up and down as she rode the black guy, whilst she sucked off the white guy. Perhaps later still she would be on her knees in front of both of them, getting a double facial that her husband would later be billed for.
I sat with Stacy for a while, chatting and playing with her tits. We then left, leaving her bikini top behind. I walked out of the viewing area, my hand on my prize’s ass. A few of the rich women sitting around smiled and waved as I left.
I made my way out through the cool courtyards with Stacy, my hand inside her bikini panties, holding her ass as we walked. I watched her big tits bounce and jiggle as we walked. I started to get a hard-on.
We slowly made our way down the cliff staircase I had climbed earlier. I loved the way Stacy’s tits bounced as she took each step down. I stopped her halfway down to kiss her. She grinned, kissed me back and dropped to her knees.
She pulled down my shorts, and immediately got to work sucking my cock. It wasn’t long before I was fully erect, filling her mouth. She began slowly at first, but soon built up a rhythm, her lips and tongue moving faster across the head and shaft. Stacy didn’t ignore my balls either, lightly cupping and massaging them with her fingertips. It felt wonderful.
My own pleasure slave Helena back home had once told me a story about this from when she was learning her trade years ago as an eighteen-year-old. Helena had said she had been told by her tutors that it was a sin to ignore her master’s balls whilst she sucked his cock. That her master’s balls were crying out for attention, and no matter how well she sucked his dick, she would never fully satisfy him unless she gave lots of love and care to them too.
Stacy continued to suck me for a while longer. I held her head in my hands and began fucking her mouth, saliva dripping from her lips and onto her big tits.
I looked out across the beautiful palm tree-lined beach, and down to the next cove. I could see Mrs Durant’s beach bungalow, and her pool area. I thought I could see some activity out by the pool. I pulled out my small communication device from my shirt pocket.
It had a screen which could be zoomed in to great distances, with a terrific ‘steady hand’ feature to cancel out motion blur when zooming over large distances. I moved the screen closer to observe what was going on down in Mrs Durant’s pool area.
I should have guessed. Mrs Durant was riding her stud that I had seen her with on the staircase earlier. He was sat up in a pool lounger, his face buried in her tits as her big ass bounced up and down. She was certainly enjoying herself, getting some young big dick.
For a moment I felt almost jealous of her stud, being maybe twenty years old, his whole life ahead of him, and being treated as a sexual object by rich women. He must be loving it; I know I would of at that age.
But then I looked down at Stacy, a gorgeous busty young woman, lovingly sucking my prick. Yeah, life was pretty good for me too.
I’m sure Mrs Durant’s stud was very pleased with himself, knowing his friends he had left back in the countryside were doing back-breaking work, twelve hours a day for a pittance for pay. True his friends were free men, and he was a slave. But other than that, I’d rather be in his position right now than out in the vast farmlands.
I watched Mrs Durant fuck her stud a little while longer, then turned my attentions back to Stacy. I got her up on her feet again and then bent her over the stone wall, her arms resting on top of it, her ass wiggling at me. I quickly put on a condom, then grabbed at her little bikini panties and ripped them off in one pull.
Stacy giggled as I did so, and then I slowly pushed my cock into her waiting pussy. She was lovely and tight. I began fucking her slowly at first as Stacy whimpered quietly.
I enjoyed watching her full tits swinging back and forth underneath her; I occasionally reached forward and groped them. I do love a young woman with big, full natural boobs.
I had not had sex in such a public place for a very long time, but it seemed to be the norm here, so I felt okay about joining in.