Utopia For One Chapter 1 free porn video

He stood 2metres tall and had an easy smile. He was dressed in a pair of navy shorts that showed off the large but shapely legs of a fit man, a polo shirt that obviously strained to contain a large chest, well worked pecs but was untroubled by a narrow waist where it tucked into the shorts. There was not a hetro or bisexual women or a homo or bisexual man who was not instantly attracted to him. He had charisma to burn.

He was blessed with the wisdom of a 60 year old, the body of an exceptionally well maintained 24 year old and the libido of a testosterone supercharged 18 year old. On the sexual spectrum he was strictly bisexual with a preference for women but a capacity to use men to try and quench his seemingly unlimited lust.

The easy smile disguised a penchant for cruelty. He loved to dominate and humiliate which further drove his homosexual instincts because there was nothing quite so humiliating for a straight man than to be required to sexually service another man.

In his right hand he held what seemed to be a wand of some sort.

Raising the wand as a microphone “I have been granted dominion over you” he intoned with a firm but measured tone.

The crowd reacted with murmurings of bewilderment. One man, a third of the way down the hall reacted angrily, shouting “who the fuck appointed you king”.

The master trained the wand on the protester between his legs and he fell to the ground clutching his genitals and screaming in agony. Seconds later his screams were rendered soundless as the wand shifted its focus slightly to aim at the screaming protestor’s mouth.

“The question and the questioner are ruled out of order” he said calmly “any other objections” and after a short pause answered his own question “no, I thought not”. “Your primary purpose in life will be to serve me in whatever way I chose. I am the law. Your secondary purpose will be to maintain and advance our society through your labours and through procreation. You may find pleasure and joy in those objectives but any attempt to avoid your primary purpose will end in grief and avoidance of the secondary will not find favour. ”

Despite his silence the writhing man was disturbing the people for a long way around. The master descended from the stage and made his way to where the protester continued his grotesque horizontal dance of agony. The crowd parted as he went closing like a water around a moving boat when he had passed. When he reached the protester he paused briefly before again raising his wand. The protestor responded with abject terror etched in his agonised face as he waited for the next attack, but it did not come. The terrible torture ceased and the pain began to abate. He was again granted the faculty of verbal expression but initially only gasped audibly for air as he rolled slowly over into position where could start to regain his feet, getting first onto all fours before tentatively rising, albeit still hunched over with the residual pain.

The Lord then strode back to the stage, ascending the half dozen steps and resumed his position at the front.

He resumed speaking. “I will, as soon as possible codify our laws. In the meantime you are to behave honourably. Failure to do so will be punished as if a codified law had been broken. It will not be an excuse to say, for instance, that I did not know that assault or murder were a crime”

He paused before continuing, “I have no stomach for prisons, they are wasteful institutions, punishments will be short, painful and humiliating whatever space is needed for remand through the investigation of crimes and as punishment progresses will be provided but will be minimalist and uncomfortable.”

“Now, we will meet again as necessary to build our social structure. Some facts and basic rules. You have all had your virginity restored. Sexual intercourse of any kind is only permitted when authorised by me or maybe in time by my agents. Marriage will be a blanket authority to engage in sex but a licence to marry will be issued only by me or a delegate. All who are married with children will have your marriages restored immediately and can now leave us and resume your lives, but before you go, please know that marriage is no bar to me requiring you to entertain and serve me in any way I chose. Know also that the age of consent is 18 years of age and permission to engage in sex under that age will not be considered. I will not require the services of anyone under the age of 18. One last thing before you go. The penalty for crimes by minors will be visited on their parents and infractions by the old will be visited on their children and grandchildren. Punishments will be a spectacle requiring youth and fitness. I have no desire to see prepubescent bodies or wrinkled prunes dangling from whipping frames or posts."

"All persons married with children are now free to go as are all persons over the age of 50.
Those of you under the age of 50 and without children have had your marriages dissolved. You must seek permission if you wish to have sex or marry."I

"Now I am tiring of all this and need some rest. We will reconvene very soon to select law enforcement people and to further expand on the law."

He then waved his wand and the great mass of people began to move, men separated from women and the women themselves were ordered according to his wishes.

The master had need of sexual release, but needed it to be easy at this time, so the women were ordered according to their eagerness for sex and age; he then dismissed all but the 100 randiest females under the age of 25 and began to make his selection.

It took only a few minutes to select three women for his entertainment. He had neither prejudice concerning race nor any real inclination to select diversity but that was what he got. He might have been expected to select from his own racial group, but the last candidate eliminated before settling on the three had been a blonde Anglo-Saxon, a girl of his own caste. He had little doubt that he would soon be requiring her services, but not now.

The winners, if that is what you would call them were an ethnic Negro, a Chinese and an Indian. All were slender without being waifish. He commanded the women to come with him which they willingly did. They walked swiftly through the cavernous and now empty auditorium stepping out into the bright sunshine of a 27 degree day. All around were people who had just been dismissed from the meeting and had returned to their normal days activities. They regarded the Lord and his company with mixture of curiosity and jealousy. Although unspoken, few doubted the plans the master had for these women. Almost all of the men wished they were him and most of the women wished to be selected for service.

There were a few however, a significant minority, who deeply resented the and would soon test the master’s power and resolve through rebellion and passive disobedience. The Lord knew this and looked forward to the opportunity to indulge his darker impulses with the disobedient and rebellious. But that was for another day.

Striding across the concourse with his harem in tow the master soon reached the edge of the wide and busy boulevard, the destination hotel on the other side. He pressed the button for pedestrian crossing and instantly the traffic stopped the green walk sign illuminated. They set off across the road, he striding with purpose, the girls struggling to keep up, occasionally breaking to a jog. For the Negro the pace presented no challenge at all. Dressed in her skins active wear, ankle socks and jogging shoes she was ideally equipped to meet the challenge posed by his longer legs and purposeful direction. The Chinese women found it a little harder to keep up, wearing high heeled, wedge sandals she was at constant risk of falling off or out of her footwear. Nevertheless the white stretch singlet mini dress she was wearing offered some compensatory freedom of movement. The Indian lass faced the most significant challenge with all of her clothing designed to look good but of very low function. From the stiletto heal to the tight miniskirt, white blouse and suit coat she was maximally unsteady at speed and constricted.

They all arrived, in varying degrees of breathlessness with their unruffled lord in the vestibule of the 6-star hotel. All of the staff stopped what they were doing to check out the new arrivals. The Manager stepped from behind the check in desk with alacrity and hurried across the floor, hand out stretched and proclaiming loudly “welcome, welcome”.

The master did not offer his hand to be shaken resulting in the manager rather embarrassingly dropping his arm to his side.

“Welcome sir” he went on somewhat deflated “the three suites on the top floor are all ready for you. All of the doors have been unlocked and the keys are in the locks. Feel free to use and or all of them”

“Quite” responded the master offhandedly.

“Anything you need, just ask” the manager went on nervously.

The master did not respond directly but instructed that the local clothing stores should be summoned immediately to provide clothing as and when it was required to him and his companions. “Make sure it is a range of options from the cheap to the most expensive with a full range of formal and informal apparel...Oh and in a couple of hours we will require lunch. Make sure you have your best Chef and wait staff ready to serve us in private."

He then turned on his heal and headed for the lifts. “Come girls” he said rather unnecessarily as he moved off.

The manager had arranged for at least one of the lift cars to be on the ground floor, wisely, to avoid delay. The lord pressed the up button and the doors immediately sprang open. They stepped in and he pressed the button for level 47. The doors closed and the lift began its high speed journey to the top of the hotel.

The master then turned to his companions and said “in case you have not already guessed, you are here to serve my wants and needs. Specifically I want pleasure and need release. Over the next 3 or so hours I will be draining my balls into the three of you.”

All three of the girls smiled, the Chinese and Indian blushed and bowed their heads, shuffling nervously. Only the Negro looked him in the eye and said “great”. She meant it. Even unspoken they all meant it.

The awkward moment was broken with the bing of the lift as it reached its destination. They all stepped out into the common area of the floor straight ahead was the open door to suite 4702, 4701 and 4703 were to the left and right of the lifts respectively.

Without delay the master lead them into 4702, not bothering to close the door. The first room was a spacious lounge dining room that would easily accommodate 8 people. To the left were 3 two seater white leather couches in a U formation with two black recliner arm chairs completing the square around a central coffee table. To the right was a 9 piece dining suite made up of a grass table with 3 white leather upholstered dining chairs down each side and a black leather carver at each end. To the right and left there were 2 huge bedrooms with matching king sized beds, simple in style with a bed head of light timber matching the legs of the dining chairs and the coffee table. Not immediately visible were ensuite bathrooms containing a spa bath double shower, toilet bidet and double vanity. These facilities were not identical in shape as on the left a powder room accessible from the lounge dining room had to be accommodated in the space and to the right a kitchen.

The centre of the room was vacant space leading to a balcony with a BBQ, 9 piece outdoor dining setting, 4 sun lounges, a plunge pool and a spa. From balcony they could enjoy a 270 degree view of the city and across the harbour out to sea as far as the horizon. While it was not the tallest building in the city, its position and aspect offered complete privacy.

The master walked across to one of the recliner armchairs and an effortlessly swivelled it on the plush carpet to that it faced the vacant space in the middle of the room and settled rather uneasily into it. He had resolved to place his wish for pleasure ahead of his need for release. To that end he was drawing out the process, the women would be slowly stripped and fondled before the final conquest.

“Show time” he said with great flourish. “But first some rules... and some good news. If in the course of your service to me if you are able to climax, you are free to do so. Be sure though that you do not work at your own pleasure to the exclusion of mine. At all times you must be respectful. No matter how intimate and painful this gets, and it will get very intimate and quite painful, you are my servants and I insist on respect. That extends to respecting my gifts. If I cum in your mouth you will swallow every drop unless I instruct otherwise.”

“Disrespect will be punished” he said firmly. “Is that understood?”

“Yes sir” they all responded with varying degrees of confidence. Once again the black girl was the most resolute. Her smile remained eager while the other two began to wane.

“Now introductions” he said “I want your name, your age, and what you do.”

Pointing to Chinese girl who now seemed the most withdrawn, you first and look at me when you speak.”

She tentatively lifted her head and began to speak “My name is” louder please” he interrupted with obvious irritation.

“My name is Swee Chou, sir” she said with greater confidence. “I am 22 and a medical student.”

“Thank you Swee Chou” he responded in a gentle tone “I will call you Swee”.

“Now you” he said pointing to the Indian girl.

She responded in a clear voice, “I am Naidu Desai, I am 19 and I work as a Legal Secretary.”

“Thank you Naidu, and finally...” with a wave of his hand he passed the virtual talking stick to the black girl who responded in a clear confident voice.

“Sarah Nkomu is my name, I am 25, a sports journalist and I am itching to serve you.”

“I too am very keen” chimed in Naidu followed by a somewhat more circumspect “me too” from Swee.

“25 and a sports journalist” mused the master. ”That explains a lot.”

“I guess it does, sir” she replied “and what should we call you?”

“Sir, Master, Lord...hmm, I rather like the Latin Dominus. Whatever so long as it is respectful” after a brief pause he continued “now ladies I will strip you for my inspection and pleasure but I have no wish to undertake the preparatory work. You will remove all of your outer garments before I strip you naked.”

“Umm” said Sarah, suddenly bashful and a little uncertain “I am not wearing any underwear.”

The master looked her up and down and wordlessly used the index finger of his right hand to instruct her to turn. “Yes, so I see” he said at last realising that any underwear, no matter how sheer would be evident through disruptions to the perfect curves of the form fitting active wear.

Swee then spoke, also bashfully while looking at the floor “I am only wearing panties.”

“Look at me when you speak, girl” he said with obvious irritation.

“Right, you two sluts will remove you foot wear while Naidu strips to her knickers and bra”

The master now turned his attention exclusively to Naidu while the other two obeyed his wishes without delay.

Naidu was now frozen in terror. In her desire to be with a man she had clearly not prepared herself mentally for the intervening step of becoming naked. The terror exacerbated by the fact that she would not be granted any dignity. Her dreams of romance had involved getting into bed in a negligee to be caressed by a lover, or at least that she could get under the covers while still partially clad and discreetly removing her remaining garments under the sheets. Instead she would be required to be naked for this man’s intimate visual inspection and handling witnessed by the two other women. The shame was over whelming although her wish to be dominated would soon surface.

With pressure for release getting ever more urgent, The master shouted angrily “get a move on girl” dropping back to a more measured and ominous tone , “unless you want the dubious distinction of being the first person in our world to be disciplined for disobedience to your Lord and Master”.

Shocked out of her stupor by his anger and memory of the agony suffered by the lone protester at the first community meeting Naidu applied herself to the task with alacrity, kicking off her shoes and unbuttoning he blouse with such urgency that two buttons were ripped off, springing off the garment and landing two and three feet away. She quickly peeled off the garment dropping it to the floor before unzipping her skirt and dropping it too, to the floor.

“That’s better” the master said with some lighter tone as he rose to his feet from the chair. “Stand apart ladies that I may be able to move easily around you, line up, finger tip to finger tip should allow enough space and while we are mentioning apart can I also advise you that your legs must always be apart in my presence; open for my use.”

So there they were, in no way coincidentally, Sarah closest the chair the lord had been sitting in, Swee next with shy Naidu farthest away.

He approached Naidu first walking around her surveying her rich coffee coloured skin. She had easily the largest breasts of the three, by his estimation a D cup. While by no means fat, she was the largest build making her breasts proportionately perfect. She had a flat tummy and nice womanly hips. Now dressed in brief but full black knickers and a matching lacy bra she was by any estimate a sight to behold. Walking behind her, he ran the index finger of his right hand gently and slowly down her neck, across her left shoulder and down her arm. No intimate contact was initiated which confused and disappointed her. She now longed to be owned by this man.

He now moved behind Swee whose senses were heightened.

“I think we might start with Swee’s tits” he announced sliding the wand under the right strap of her singlet dress. Instantly the upper edge of the wand became a razor that sliced effortlessly through the fabric. The strap peeled down, front and back, catching on her rock hard right nipple. Swee tensed standing to attention as her clothing was stripped away. She felt a measure of Naidu’s shame at being objectified in this fashion.

Moving to her left side the master repeated the move and the dress fell away, catching on her hips but denuding her to below the waist. Now the master moved around to her front, taking a minute to admire her small breasts, probably only a b cup, maybe a c by his evaluation, but with proud hard nipples, standing proud and demanding attention. He used the tip of his wand to dislodge the dress from its precarious purchase around her hips sending it cascading to a pool around her feet.

Swee Chou wisely made no attempt to cover herself. The master took a moment to visually inspect the now nearly naked girl. Swee no wore nothing but a brief white g string darkened around the bottom with the juices that prepared the way for the Lord’s invasion. The other two women were no less lubricated but the evidence was somewhat concealed by black clothing.

“It looks like you are pleased to see me Swee” he said lightly as he placed his hand on her hips running them up her torso until he cupped be small breasts and pinched the rock had nipples between the V of his right index and ring fingers.

Swee swallowed hard as he lowered his face to her chest, licking and then sucking on each nipple once before stepping back of another look. Swee now braced herself for total nudity as she expected that he g string would now be forcibly removed but she was to be disappointed. Like Naidu, Swee had dealt with fear and humiliation before moving to a state of acceptance and then excitement only to be disappointed that he had not moved on the claim her.

The Master moved in front of Sarah looking her in the eye. She smiled her seductive smile. He raised his wand and used it to nick the top of her sports bra, in the middle where it plunged between be breasts. He then placed the implement in its belt loop before seizing the now damaged piece of clothing with a hand in the top of each cup and violently ripped it open liberating he firm breasts, now standing to attention without support, crowned by a pair of rock hard nipples aching for attention. Continuing on his brutal way, the destroyed garment was roughly dragged from her shoulders down her arms and then throwing it on the floor.

Sarah demeanor changed from seductress to resentful victim. “I understand you cunt” he said viciously as he used his clenched right fist to lift her chin and looked he in the eye “in your former life you used sex to get what you wanted, always in control. You are no longer in control and you will submit. If taming is required I will tame you with relish. Be in now doubt.”

Sarah assumed the look of the vulnerable. “Mercy sir.”

“I don’t do mercy and anyway I haven’t hurt you... yet ... except your ego”.

“I need a mercy fuck sir; I need to be tamed with your cock sir... please”

“You will be fucked without mercy, when I am ready” he said with measured firmness. “Now hands on head to get them out of the way of my inspection of your naked body. He then roughly fondled her breasts. For Sarah there was no licking of nipples that Swee had enjoyed, just a roughing up.

As with her top he used his wand to nick the waist band of her skin tight shorts before roughly tearing at the fabric to strip final shreds of clothing and dignity from her. He looked at the clean shaven mound with satisfaction. Notwithstanding is burst of rage he was in little doubt that this women was going to provide the greatest pleasure of the three.

For the Lord the need for gratification was starting to wrestle control away from the desire for pleasure. With urgency he moved in front of Swee and without delay gripped the waist band of the flimsy garment and effortlessly stripped it away. He then stood back to study the totality of this pretty Chinese doll. He scowled when he saw a neatly trimmed thatch on her mound.

“While there will be no punishment on this occasion as your were not aware, know this, all that are summoned to serve me will be required to completely naked, hair only on heads. Pubic hair is particularly offensive and its presence will hence forth be harshly punished.”

Finally ne moved on to Naidu using hands and wand to make short work of her remaining clothing.

Instinctively the young woman used her hands to shield her breasts and cunt from prying eyes.

Reacting furiously, the master shouted “hands on head Naidu” lowering his tone he went on “shielding your private parts in my presence is an offensive act and if Swee’s well maintained thatch is unacceptable your unruly bush is disgusting” moving to an advisory tone he continued menacingly “I would not make any more mistakes if I were you Naidu because I am quite keen to discipline someone and you are looking to be a likely candidate.“

“Now ladies it is time to serve me. This is how we proceed from here. I will embrace and kiss all of you. You are to respond like a lover desperate for cock, which I know you all are. After I release you from the clinch you will fall to your knees and wait to serve. The best kisser will then have the honour of sucking my cock first. I will come in your mouth and down your throat. Remember to swallow. Failure will not be tolerated. I will then move on the second best kisser and so on. The best cocksucker will then have the honour of the being the first to be mastered, deflowered if you like. The first fuck will occur on the bed to our right, the second on the bed to our left and the last place getter will get it on the table. You will all watch as each of you is done. Remember work for my pleasure and I will not object to you climaxing although your tight virgin cunts may suffer the opening to an extent that you may be unable to come on this occasion. Be grateful and respectful or else.”

“Lusty Sarah, you first” he said as he moved in and embraced her tightly and their lips locked. He kissed and she responded with vigour. His left arm around her upper back crushed her tits on his mid torso. His right hand went lower running over both buttocks and squeezing them before searching between her legs for her intimate opening. She opened her legs further to provide easier access, but be found his mark, brushing it teasingly without providing her with any real satisfaction.

He released her from the clinch rather sooner than she had hoped.

“Nice” he said approvingly, “now on your knees”. He held up two fingers glistening with female juices and, addressing the other two in a mocking fashion “methinks she is ready”.

Passing Swee he next approached Naidu, by any account very kissable lips but clearly coy and bit slow to start but soon getting into the rhythm. As with Sarah he manhandled her buttocks and she opened he legs wider in the hope of some intimate contact but again he only went as far as he needed to wet his fingers. Releasing his hold be move in for a feel of her breasts, clearly the nicest tits on offer today.

“Not bad” he said rather noncommittally holding up his fingers to display her juices. Naidu sank to her knees without being told and sensing that she had some ground to make up on Sarah, looked up at him with pleading eyes and said “thankyou Dominus”. The master was pleased with the obsequiousness but she would not yet overcome her unintended faux pas of having a full pubic bush.

Moving on to Swee he repeated the move he had taken with Sarah, clinch, kiss, manhandle buttocks, find the wet and release.

“OK” he said again noncommittally holding up his fingers to display his find. Swee also sank to her knees without further instruction and, taking a leaf out of Naidu’s book said submissively “thank you master”.

“You have all passed the kiss test. Sarah was best and will therefore have the honour of sucking me first. Naidu and Swee, I really can’t decide on second and third so we will go alphabetically. Naidu you will serve second and Swee third. If there is a tie in the next round the order will be reversed. Anyway it is the final round, the fucking, that matters as the third place getter will face a tired cock and a hard table and is therefore the one to receive the most brutal treatment.

Their attention was now trained on the master. They had not yet seen the implement that would claim them. Would he just unzip his fly and take it out or would he drop his pants.

All three were agreeably surprised when he stripped off his polo shirt to reveal a hard torso from muscled shoulders down over hard chiselled pecks with nipples pointing down from the firm underside. He had no hair on his chest or on the 6 pack abs that led down to the narrow waist which disappeared into his shorts. It was now clear that he would be naked for the cock sucking stage and they were all eager to enjoy the sight.

“Enjoying yourselves ladies?” he asked mockingly as six eyes trained themselves on the waistband of his shorts. “It gets better before it gets worse” he said with reference to the fact that they would get a visual feast of his entire body before they had to go to work. First a one sided blowjob and then and almost certainly suffer real pain as he penetrated them for the first time.

“Oh yes sir, you are magnificent” said Sarah rather breathlessly.

He then undid the button at the top of his fly and ran the zipper down to its base, dropping the shorts to the floor without ceremony or flourish. The eyes of the three women kneeling before him were now trained on the cotton briefs that strained to contain an angry penis. They did not have to wait long to see all. He immediately removed the briefs and his penis sprung free standing to rigid attention against his belly reaching as high as his navel with two large testes hanging in a sack below. He was completely hairless.

The women swallowed audibly, both stimulated and terrified by the sight. 12 inches long and 3 inches in diameter he would inevitably do damage as he penetrated them but would fill them all completely making and orgasm easy if they could overcome the pain. Sarah mumbled “for what I am about to receive, I will be truly thankful.”

The master enjoyed the reaction he had elicited from the girls. He was pleased to now be naked. He was proud of every part of his body and enjoyed being both admired and feared in equal measure. Remaining clothed while he stripped the women was all part of the domination game. It would remain his firm policy to be the last one naked in any situation and the first one dressed as a way of asserting his control.

He stepped towards Sarah “time to do your duty, Sarah”.

She reciprocated by crawling on all fours towards him, lowering her lips to the floor as she reached him and kissing both feet.

This was not how he had seen things going but was pleased to let he have her head for a moment. Her actions were very subservient particularly as they were self motivated and not commanded. She proceeded to kiss both his ankles before rising to kiss the inside of his calves and then knees in an unspoken suggestion that he open his legs a bit more to allow her better access. Intrigued he allowed her to take the lead and shuffled his legs apart. Kissing his thighs as she continued up, Sarah stopped just short of his scrotum extending her tongue and reaching behind his balls with the tip to trace the seam that extends from the anus to the base of the penis. As she reached his balls Sarah kissed each one before taking then one at a time into her mouth for a tonguing.

The master was now in rapture; in an almost trance like state. Having finished with his balls, she now employed he whole tongue to slowly lick his shaft all the way to the top. Halfway up she began to feel the mighty member convulse.He was cumming and she was not ready. Sarah had no wish to be the first to find out the consequences of spilling his semen.Quickly she reached up taking the head of his cock in her mouth just as the ejaculate burst forth send in streams of white stuff into her mouth and down her throat. The climax did not last that long. The master had been so primed that early release was inevitable and absent and actual cock sucking he had not reached the point of a full on orgasm.

“Well done, Sarah... looks like I will have to wait for the joy of a proper blowjob from you” he said in a more relaxed tone, “but rest assured I will get a full service from you and soon... It was good to get that out of the way. I will be a bit more relaxed now, but be in no doubt, relaxed or no, failure to do your duty to my satisfaction will not be tolerated.”

“OK, Naidu, you’re on” he said in a more relaxed tone moving into position in front of the girl who had been transfixed by the previous scene.

Naidu reached up and took the head of his cock into her mouth. She had viewed with horror how close Sarah had come to spilling his cum and she was not going to take the risk. His cock was now in her mouth and that is where it would stay until his balls were drained. She employed her tongue rubbing it up and down the sensitive underside of his member. Physically, it was difficult to get more that a couple of inches into her mouth as her approach was from a subservient kneeling position while his erection was strong and vertical. Realising for a second time that things were not going quite as he had expected, the master bent over to about 45 degrees, placing his cock at a better angle to penetrate further into her mouth and throat.

“Thank you sir” she gurgled from around his intruding dick.

After a couple of minutes of licking and sucking the master felt it was time to move things along. Seizing her head he drove more of his cock in down her throat, effectively changing the intercourse from a cock sucking to a face fucking.

Naidu gagged, the spasm in her throat setting of his second orgasm and this one was a beauty. For a full minute this cock pumped what seemed like gallons of jizz down her throat into her belly finally withdrawing from the horrified girl.

While not a drop had been spilled Naidu had lost control of her body and as he stepped away she vomited the contents of the stomach.

Silence, for what seemed like an eternity no one spoke.

“I am so sorry. I couldn’t help it, sir” Naidu gabbled before she started crying hunched over the pool of vomit.

“I am sure you are sorry and will be more so. For the act of disrespect in spewing my gift of cum I sentence you to six strokes of the cane across your naked buttocks. The sentence will be carried out straight after the fuckings and before lunch. As Swee and Sarah have been witness to your insolence they will also witness you being disciplined.”

“Please sir, have mercy, I could not help it. It won’t happen again” she gabbled.

“Silence Naidu. No mercy will be shown, but if you continue with your prattling the sentence will be increased.”

“Now we will move to another suite. This one will stink soon if that is not cleaned up.”

He turned to head out the door, the three kneeling women got their first look at his back, broad muscled shoulders running down to a narrow waist. His buttocks slim but round and firm. Totally devoid of hair or tan tines. They all doubted that they would ever meet a finer creature. As they got up to follow him he stopped at the telephone handset.

Lifting the receiver, he dialled 9 for reception. The phone was obviously answered by the rather officious but now obsequious manager.

“Just shut up and listen he said with irritation. “One of the girls has vomited in 4702. We are now going to 4701. Send someone up to clean up the mess. Now I need some other things. A pair of medium skins male compression shorts, size 14 Speedo swim briefs in a range of colours, 4 room service menus for lunch. Also I will need a cane...oh for goodness sake... a cane... you know, for disciplining an offender... yes, slender and flexible... oh and some rope. Smooth woven from cotton fibre, not that scratchy sisal stuff. Leave it all in the lift well. Be quick, it will all be required within the hour and if it is not there when I need it...well I will have found another use for the cane”.

Hanging up the receiver he headed out into the lift well before turning right in to 4701. “Last one in close the door. We will now have minions coming up and down and this is not a free peep show.”

The three women resumed their positions kneeling on the floor as that had in the other suite. Sarah was now quite relaxed, having passed muster. She reckoned that she now had the inside track to be the first to be mastered.

Naidu was anything but relaxed. The sentence, spoken harshly and mercy denied set her into a miserable frame of mind. The ordering of the instruments of her torture had it all so depressingly real. What’s more, unless Swee screwed up royally, she could kiss goodbye to being deflowered in bed and look forward to being mounted on the table like a common whore before having her bottom scourged.

Swee was nervous but thought she would be OK. Little chance she would overtake Sarah for the first fuck, but if she kept her wits about her, she could get laid in bed and avoid the cane. Her nerves came from the realisation that if she spilled a drop of his precious cum, nothing would stop him from whipping her as well.

“Righto Swee, your turn to blow.”

Like Sarah she crawled on all fours to the lord and commenced by kissing his feet. Learning from Sarah’s close call, she did not linger with a long build up but rose immediately to kiss both nuts before hurriedly taking the head of his cock in her mouth where, like Naidu she resolved it would stay until his orgasm was over and all juice swallowed. She then reached around to caress his buttocks reaching further to the sensitive skin between his anus and scrotum. As with Naidu he bent forward to improve the angle but delighted by her caresses he let her proceed without aggressive intervention.

“I had planned to say ‘no hands’ but I kind of like the treatment, so please proceed” he said with a tone of mild surprise. The Lord and Master will have had three blow jobs, none as expected but two quite delightful. The third would have been OK as well had Naidu managed to keep it down.

Relieved of the pressure to find release he was now enjoying the orgy so the third sucking went on for an exhausting 5 minutes, exhausting for Swee that is, before he fed her a copious load. As he withdrew, sated, a drop of cum dripped from the tip of is still erect penis. The exhausted girl lunged forward and caught it in her cupped hands before eagerly ingesting it and avoiding the painful fate that awaited Naidu.

He then crossed to the lounge area where he turned one of the chairs to face the room before collapsing into it.

“Well ladies, now onto the main event... but first a break.” He said as he survey his harem kneeling or on all fours on the floor like animals. They would remain a submissive stance at least until he had finished using them “open your legs Swee” he said reproachfully to the girl who having completed her oral duty had resumed her inappropriately demure posture.

“Now, moving on to the next phase, I may wish to kiss you while I ride you and I don’t want to taste any jizz, even my own, so go now to the bathroom wash down anything that remains in you mouths and brush your teeth. Be quick about it.”

The three jumped to their feet with alacrity and went to the bathroom to do as they were told. He enjoyed the sight of their womanly forms as they hurried to do his bidding. They were without a doubt very beautiful while very different. Sarah, as black as the ace of spades with finely muscled torso nice tits and a nice slender and muscled but pleasingly round arse was firming as his favourite. Naidu, coffee coloured was all women soft and malleable, the largest tits and widest hips of the three but all in proportion and still quite slim. He liked her lot, but not enough to commute her sentence. He was going to savour her caning but he could see himself giving her a second chance. Swee was the one he was least likely to see again. While she had done nothing wrong and had indeed given a first class blow job, she had failed to ignite his passions so far.

Naidu was the first to return looking quite down, followed quickly by Sarah with her customary ‘ready for anything look’ with Swee trailing behind.

“On your knees sluts” he said to reassert his dominance on their return. “Now, I suspect there will be a bit of blood in the next round. I will come to each of you clean. Understand this that is my preference, not as consideration to you. Sarah will be the first to be broken. As I said earlier Swee and Naidu will observe the fucking, kneeling on either side of the bed. Once I have finished with Sarah, Swee will go to the other bedroom and prepare to be conquered. I will go with Naidu to bathroom where she will lovingly clean Sarah’s blood and juices off me. When we return to the bedroom Swee will be lying on the bed with her legs well spread and Sarah kneeling alongside. Naidu will then kneel on the other side and I will climb on and do Swee. When I am finished with Swee, Sarah will clean me up while Naidu assumes the position on the dining table. Once I have finished fucking Naidu, Swee will clean my cock. Clear?”

“Yes sir’” they responded in unison.

“Assume the position Sarah” he said offhandedly as he rose from chair.

The three girls hurried to the bedroom Sarah taking pride of place, on her back, knees bent and spread wide ready and eager to be plowed.

The lord climbed onto the bed between Sarah’s open legs. “What say someone gives me a nice kiss before I ruin this cunt” Sarah was for the first time too shocked to respond as was Swee. With her senses heightened by her impending caning had resolved to make each post a winner and responded immediately “Oh me please sir”. “To it then” he responded as she rose partially from her kneeling position to offer willing lips to her lord.

They locked and kissed hungrily as Sarah, unpenetrated glared at the interruption.

After a short while, the master pulled away “work to do” he said in a very businesslike tone and he refocused on Sarah. Taking his engorged member in his right hand he positioned it at her beckoning opening. Confident that it was in place he looked down at his slave and advised her that she was to look him in the eye as he entered her.

“Yes master” she responded as she swallowed deep. All of her confidence deserted her as she worried that his huge cock would indeed ruin her forever.

Without further delay he plunged into her. It was not a vicious stab nor was it a gentle entry. As her eyes flew wide and he voice emitted a cry of pain, he entered her with resolute determination burying his sword deep within her. After a brief pause he withdrew part way before plunging again with even greater force. Her cries of distress merged with his grunts of pleasure to create the primal sound made by a choir of the conqueror and the conquered.

He continued a slow rhythmic pistoning with his own grunts and her cries announcing to the audience of two the unequal nature of the congress. After the tenth plunge Sarah’s tone changed and for the next three she uttered the barely intelligible words “oh god ...oh god” repeatedly as she wrapped her legs around his buttocks urging him ever deeper until words ceased, to be replaced be the panting of her desperate quest to regain her breath.

“Well you might be done, girlie but I am having too much fun to call it quits yet.” With that he increased the pace a bit, plunging faster and deeper into her. Her virginal blood had created a pool of red on the sheets that was getting ever larger and with each out stroke he drew the fluid out. After a further 3 minutes Sarah, by now covered in sweat climaxed for a second, even more shattering time. Spent she lay almost delirious on the bed as he further increased the tempo to a brutal pace pumping pleasure from her depleted body. 2 minutes after Sarah’s second orgasm the pace slowed to almost zero as his mighty cock began to convulse as it poured another massive load into Sarah’s body. Against all her expectations, the pulsations of his dick against her already stretched hole combined with the massive injection of semen, pushed he to a third if somewhat less shattering climax. The master groaned a contented groan.

Temporarily spent the lord collapsed onto the well used body of the freshly fucked Sarah and rested for a moment before removing his still swollen member from her and rolling onto his back, the urgency now sated.

There had indeed been quite a bit of blood. He was fairly well covered in her life fluid and her cunt juices from his belly button to half way down his thighs. Sarah was similarly covered and she lay in a pool of blood. The bed was a mess.

Lying on the side closest to where the Chinese girl knelt he turned his head and said simply “kiss me Swee” the naked girl climbed over the side of the bed, her feet remaining on the floor, her belly across the edge of the mattress and open mouthed she latched onto his slightly parted lips. Seconds later, he turned his head away. “Kissing is not your strong suit, Swee” he said dismissively “never mind, you are a very acceptable cock sucker and in a few short minutes we will see how you perform on your back.”

Feeling renewed he sat up and climbed out of bed, looking down the glorious mess he had made. Sarah remained immobile on the blood soaked sheets, her legs wide open, her eyes staring fixedly while a mixture of semen and blood seeped from her gaping cunt.

“You will need to clean yourself up a bit, Sarah and I suspect your mobility has been compromised by rutting you have just had. “Naidu will clean me up in the other bathroom so you just need to crawl into the ensuite for a wash”.

“Thank you, sir for your consideration and for the fantastic root.” she responded weakly.

“You did your duty well girl, but do not imagine my patience is limitless, get yourself cleaned up and into the other bedroom smartly, I am sure Swee is as eager to be ridden as I am to ride her. Come Naidu” said as he turned to leave, the other two girls following obediently in his wake admiring his magnificent body as he led them across the living room to the site of Swee’s deflowering.

Behind them Sarah rolled her tortured body off the bed and crawled on all fours, dripping a trail of blood and semen into the large well appointed bathroom. Looking around she saw washers and soap on the vanity, so she headed over to get some before crawling to the bidet where she hoped the warm water would not only flush and clean her but also provide some relief to her battered cunt.

****

On arriving in the second bedroom Swee offered to help with the cleaning but he politely declined instructing her to prepare herself for duty.

Leading Naidu to the bathroom he said with surprising tenderness “I want you to wash me like a lover. We can take a few minutes, I think Sarah will need time to get here and you can give her that consideration by keeping me distracted.”

Taking the hint Naidu pressed her naked body against his responding eagerly to his beckoning lips. She found herself mildly disappointed that his cock remained rampant and stood between their bellies rather that hanging lower and searching for well lubricated opening. Notwithstanding the brutality of how he had taken Sarah, Naidu remained desperate to have him inside her.

Breaking the clinch he said softly “nice kiss, but I think it’s time we showered, you are now covered in gunk as well and need a wash.”

Once under the warm water, they resumed their snog, while she worked his shaft. The objective of getting him clean soon morphed into a search for more pleasure by him and an attempt by her to curry favour, in the hope of mitigating the caning and jump to the queue and be done ahead of Swee.

“Be careful, girlie” he said in a warning tone “we need to save enough for two more fucks and as the woman at the end of the queue you have the most to lose”.

“Dominus I wish to be of service and truthfully...you have had four big orgasms and remain as rock hard and erect as you were at the start. I can’t see you running out of juice and time soon.”

Answering her unasked question he said firmly “You cannot avoid the cane. In my world a sentence, once handed down will be carried out. The only hope the transgressor has is to not make it any worse.”

“Yes lord” she responded sadly while lathering soap in her hands to clean and pleasure her master. She then leant into him and resumed her passionate kiss while bringing him to yet another explosive climax, his ejaculation reaching as high as her chin where she wiped it with her right index finger before consuming it sensuously.

“Nice hand job, and you are right I remain undiminished. Nevertheless we came to get clean, and so we now shall. I don’t want Swee drying up in there.”

With that Naidu picked up a washer and cleaned the remaining muck from his body before attending to her own mess. Then, lifting the shower head out of its bracket she rinsed him and then herself. “Would you like to luxuriate under the shower while I get dry, sir and them I will dry you?”

“Yes, that would be nice” he responded and she stepped out onto the bath mat and took a white towel.

He stood under the revitalising warm water and watched as she toweled the water from her magnificent body. Finishing, she hung up her towel and took a fresh one beckoning the lord without words.

He turned off the taps and stepped out. She began at the top of his head tenderly rubbing his hair before drying behind his ears, his handsome face and powerful neck. Moving down his body Naidu found every stage more exciting than the one before. Savouring her opportunity to work with his magnificent pecks she slowed the pace. He raised his arms slightly to allow her access she traced down his sides allowing the towel to rub gently over his six pack abdomen. Reaching his erotic core she moved around to his back, leaving the best for last. Starting with his broad muscled shoulders she worked down his back soaking up droplets of water has she went. Sinking submissively to her knees she had a flood in her pleasure centre as she brushed the water from his slim round buttocks, gently toweling between his cheeks before reaching between his legs to dry, briefly brushing his enormous balls before continuing down his legs to his feet. One at a time he lifted his feet steadying himself against the shower screen while she dried between his toes.

Naidu then crawled on all fours, like the bitch in heat she was, around the front to finish with the best bit.

“Get a move on Naidu” he said with an edge of irritation as she worked his still rock hard penis.

“That’s enough” he snapped, turning away from her “get to the bedroom... and as you seem intent on acting the bitch in heat you can do so like a dog, on all fours.

Naidu complied, consumed by lust and frustration.

Irritated by Naidu’s behavior he decided to ramp up the coarse language of domination. He swaggered into the room to find Sarah kneeling on the far side of the bed looking exhausted. Swee lay in position in the middle of the bed with her knees bent and legs open as Sarah had been for her consummation, her pubic mound swelled in and anticipation with a goodly amount of natural lubrication glistening around her opening.

“Did you manage to walk over Sarah or did you have to crawl like the well fucked whore you are?”

Sarah flinched at the violence of his question but thought better than to respond insolently. “You have well and truly conquered me, sir. I am pleased to have been debased by such a noble creature of you. I suspect none of us will walk away from our deflowering. I crawled here like a whipped dog.”

“Well said I should just let me know that Naidu brought me to climax with a hand job in the shower. It was most enjoyable but I thought you should know Swee, because if you fucking is more brutal that it needs to be you have her to blame, mind you as the last to be done she is the one most likely to suffer for this unscheduled excursion. Now Swee, are you afraid after witnessing the treatment I meted out to Sarah?” he asked as he knelt on the bed between Swee’s open legs.

“A little nervous, lord, but still very keen to be of service, to be mastered by you.” she responded meekly “but I have no concern that your capacity has been diminished. Your noble cock looks as ready to break my unworthy cunt as it ever was”

“Well said” he responded. The women had obviously detected his more aggressive tone and wisely chosen to respond in a tone that emphasised respect and submission.

Hunching over Swee’s prone body the master took his massive dick in hand and guided it to her opening. Once he was confident the he was in position to enter he placed his hand either side her small breasts and commanded her to look him in the eye for the moment of penetration. She did as he commanded and he plunged unforgivingly into her body. Swee responded with a cry of pain as her eyes widened and she arched he back in as if she had just received an electric shock.

The master had no real wish to drag this out. 10 minutes of unrelenting thrusting should see him satisfied. Swee was not taking it as well as Sarah had and in no time her head was rocking backwards and forwards as her mouth uttered a series of statements about how it was too big interspersed with pleas for mercy.

Blood began to soak into the sheets around her tortured cunt. He did not respond to her pleas either in words or physically. He simply kept up his relentless thrusting without any change of pace.

About 4 minutes in she received mercy in the form of a shattering orgasm that had her whole body thrashing under his merciless attack. She cried out “no no” when in fact she meant yes yes. After a minute or so the climax ended and she fell into trance like state, resuming her increasingly pathetic pleas for mercy.

“For fuck’s sake Swee, shut up or I will have you gagged” he said impatiently.

He then monetarily slowed his attack while he reached back and grabbed her knees pulling them up and then brutally commanding “hold these cunt, while I plow you deeper”.

Lost in a world of pain, humiliation and surrender the woman complied and he resumed his relentless pounding. About 10 minutes after he has commenced the ride and 5 minutes after Swee’s mind numbing orgasm, his mighty cock commenced its convulsions as it pumped massive amounts of semen into her womb. He slowed the speed of his thrusts eventually stopping altogether but remained inside her for another couple of minutes while his balls drained, only to have her over filled body leak it back with the virginal blood. Mind numbed by her orgasm Swee had not been able to respond to his orgasm and finished the experience with just one climax.

Finally done he told her to lower her legs so he could roll off her to rest beside her on the bed. Turning his head he saw that he had landed on the side of Sarah. He told her to kiss him which she did with enthusiasm, despite her weakened state.

His great cock now showed some signs waning but after 6 explosive orgasms in under three hours there was no doubt that he was a man like no other.
From across the bed, Naidu glared at Sarah receiving his intimate attention. Fortunately for her no one saw the look, for it would undoubtedly have been rated insolent and could have resulted in an addition to her as yet, unexecuted caning sentence. The only girl left unplundered also began to consider that her hand job in the shower could have been a mistake as she watched the extreme rigidity ebb out of the cock that was to do her next.

The master lingered longer alongside the comatose Swee than he had beside the freshly fucked Sarah, probably due to his creeping satiation. Truth be known, he was finally finding a need to recharge. 6 big orgasms were testing his initial ambitions. While they were in the plan, the unplanned hand job had had altered the maths and left him with one girl to break and fading enthusiasm. Nevertheless he was unwilling to place limited stamina on the agenda despite of his undoubted power to keep control. He was determined to find a way to complete this session satisfied and ready for more.

“You still alive Swee?” he asked in a light tone.

“Yes Dominus” she responded with a slightly outer worldly air “and thanks for making a woman of me again and in such fine style. I don’t think I will ever enjoy sex again except with you and I really doubt I will ever walk again!”

All of a sudden he reviewed his opinion of Swee. He realised he...or at least his wand had chosen well for this inaugural journey into hedonism. There was still a girl to be turned into a woman and a disciplining to be executed, but so far so good. In future he would provide himself with options for pleasure rather than a rigid plan. Facing facts he recognised that none of the blow jobs had gone according to script although all had been pleasurable and one had even satisfied his unacknowledged goal of finding fault fit to be disciplined.

“ Swee, you need to get cleaned up and into the living room to watch Naidu introduced to the world of women; Sarah, you are on cleaning duty are you able walk or will you crawl?”

‘Not sure Lord” Sarah answered in a thin exhausted voice.

“Walk if you can, crawl if you can’t, I don’t really care, but I am getting hungry. I have a cunt to conquer and an arse to cane before lunch, so we need to pick up the pace. You may need to help Swee to the bathroom, Naidu” he said wearily has he headed to the other bathroom, his engorged cock now swinging at half mast.

The lord was under the shower by the time Sarah dragged her conquered body into the bathroom to do her duty. She had managed to get to her feet but still tottered unsteadily.
In an uncharacteristic act of kindness he invited her to put her arms around his neck for support while they kissed. “I think Swee may need the extra time to clean up so we can have a bit of private time just as I did with Naidu earlier. When we are done snogging you can kneel for cleaning duties and get the tool ready for the last job” “Mind you” he added in a warning tone, “when Naidu served me in the shower after your fucking, she was definitely risking herself and to a lesser extent Swee. If you go overboard and make me come again, you will, as a fucked woman, not be threatening yourself, only Naidu, that is...unless I take a dim view of selfishness?”

Once again a tiny crack of humanity broke through the dark, threatening clouds of domination.

Taking the hint, Sarah resolved to restore him to his former glory without drawing yet another burst of semen. Continuing to avail herself of his physical support. She kissed him passionately “I think I love you, Dominus...notwithstanding the pain I have suffered, I would wish to live the rest of my life with your noble cock inside me, dying while still skewered.” With that, she reengaged in the passionate kiss, but as always, when he offers a glimpse of gentility and his interlocutor responds in kind, he reverts to the controlling dominator.”

“On your knees, cunt, you have a job to do and I have a bitch to break.”

Surprising herself, Sarah sank to her knees. She absorbed the insult and got on with business. This she concluded was now the way of the world.

With all of Swee’s juices washed away and his cock restored to its former dominance, he instructed Sarah to do as Naidu had, allowing him to enjoy the streams of hot water while she dried herself.

Once she was done, he then turned off the taps, and stepped out to be dried gently but without the sensuousness that Naidu had approached the task. Sarah was clearly broken, not only physically but psychologically. The Lord suffered a pang of disappointment; Sarah had quickly become his favourite. Her eyes sparkled with enthusiasm as she toed the line of cheeky insubordination. He had intended to use her again but unless the sparkle was rekindled, she would have to be discarded. In a way she had become like Swee, saying and doing the right things, but without warmth. It would be interesting to see if any of the women survived their fucking with any of the light that had attracted him in the first place.

“Come Sarah, time to get on with it” he said matter of factly as he turned to leave the bathroom. Glancing briefly the mess of a bed that had used to break Sarah. The black girl followed, still uneasy on her feet, walking as if she had just got off a horse. Watching his gorgeous buttocks as he walked before her she found desire rekindle albeit a little tentatively.
Walking into the lounge/dining room he immediately fixed on the naked Indian girl who was to be his final assignment this session. “Frightened Naidu” he asked threateningly “you should be. Where’s Swee?”

Naidu was greatly relieved that his penis had returned to peak condition answered “a little nervous but very eager to be of service and turned into a woman by your noble cock. Swee is...”

“I’m coming Sir” interrupted the Chinese girl as she crawled on all fours out of the bedroom towards the table that was the venue for the Indian’s deflowering”

Swee had in fact told Naidu that she was too sore to come out but realised just in time that failure to show would probably be interpreted as defiance and dragged her battered body out of the bathroom where she had been cleaning off the detritus of her destruction.

“Ok slut, on your back, on the table and spread ‘em.”

Naidu slid first her left cheek the her right over the edge of the table lying back and using her hands to pull her knees up and out to expose her well lubricated but hairy snatch.

“That will not do” he said with and edge of irritation “you must balance your ass over the edge of the table. If you lay that far back my dick and balls could hit the edge of the table and it could hurt a little.” He said his voice dripping with contempt. “If you are afraid of falling, don’t be... once I have skewered you, you won’t fall.

Naidu slid uneasily towards him. “Once I am in and we are down to business, I may even let you rest your legs on my shoulders” he said with mock consideration.

As with the other girls, the master used his right hand to guide the tool to the mouth of her cunt before turning his attention to her face and eyes. “Look me in the eyes while I conquer you, I do so like the shock that registers in a bitch's eyes at the moment of penetration.”

He then plunged into the hapless girl with much more brutal force than he had used on the others. Her eyes flew wide and she let fly with and agonised scream.

In the 4702 the two house maids who had been sent to clean up Naidu’s vomit froze staring at one another, the younger one, a pretty 17 year old, said with urgency “someone’s in trouble we must help”. Her 19 year old colleague responded with certainty “someone is indeed in trouble and if we intervene we will be too.” “What do you mean” asked her incredulous comrade. “How old are you Sharon, asked the older girl.” “17” responded Sharon somewhat sheepishly. “Well that explains it. You were not at the meeting and I must correct myself, If we intervene, I will be in trouble. The Lord and master is using a poor unfortunate girl and if we interfere ... I’ll be next. And I don’t want to be next.”

“OK” responded Sharon shocked. The girls returned to their repugnant job, their panties wet with th