Pleasure Incorparated

CHAPTER 15***

After Mistress Gabriel had dismissed Alicia and Allison from their cleaning duties, they went back to their bungalow to take a well-needed bath. After cleaning up both had a light lunch and decided have a nap before applying their makeup and doing their hair in preparations for the evening. Tonight was going to be different compared to the previous evenings. The slave's masters and mistresses would be sitting among themselves in the food court while they dinned and then would watch the Slave Olympics on stage in the comfort of their chairs. The slaves would eat at the slave's restaurant and than report to the stag area where they would have chairs and tables set up for them so that they could enjoy the show when they were not competing.

"Good evening ladies and gentleman. To night we bring you the Slave Olympics." Charles said as the spot light shone on him as he took center stage.

For the next half hour, Charles joked with the audience and had them in the palm of his hand. Even the slaves were having a laugh at Charles comedy routine. The two weeks he spent at The Spa was more than a sexual vacation for him. This took him back to the days when he was a struggling stand up comic. Back then he could tell off-colored jokes and no studio bosses would be down his throat. That was the price he had to pay with being one of the most successful television host on American television.

"Let the games begin. The first contest of the night is called the Anal Probe." Charles said as he gave the signal for the curtain to be raised on the opposite side of the stag. As the curtain was raised and the lights turned up, four permanent female slaves stood in the nude.

"For anyone new at The Spa, the object of this competition is for these lovely slaves to make their four male counterparts have an orgasm while having their little bottoms . . . you get the main point of the game. Whoever of the male slaves lasts the longest wins." Charles explained. As he finished explaining, he clapped his hands twice and four nude male slaves entered from the back of the stag.

It did not surprised Allison to see that Bryan was a contestant. Along with him was Jason, Mistress Ingrid's slave plus Alex the slave who was first auctioned off when they were assigned their mistress and masters the first night. This was the first time that she had seen him since then. The last slave was a slave by the name of Frank that she had only saw a couple of times.

"Female slaves. Come forward and kneel on your assigned mats on the floor." Charles motioned as the permanent slaves knelt in the doggy position on the floor.

"Male slaves. Kneel behind your proper bitch and prepare to enter her." Charles ordered the males.

"Master Tim has the honor of applying the paddle to any slave that he thinks that is not riding his bitch steady or hard enough." Charles turned his head to introduced Master Tim. Master Tim acknowledged the introduction by raising a mean looking paddle that he had in his hand and nodding his head.

"I never thought Bryan was that well hung." Alicia whispered to Allison as he stood behind his prospective slave. All four male's had erections and waited for the word to get started.

"Mistresses, masters, and slaves put your hands together and root on your favorite slave." Charles encouraged the audience.

Alicia and she started to clap as they rooted for Bryan. Allison had a hard time believing that only a short week ago that she would have found a spectacle like this totally

disgusting.

"Come on Bryan." She yelled as she watched Alicia put her fingers to her mouth and encouraged Bryan on with a whistle.

Early in the competition Alicia said to Allison "Watch Frank, he will not last long. This is likely the first time he came all week. His mistress is a total bitch." A very short time later Frank collapsed on top of his partner. The slaves were instructed beforehand, when the male orgasms the two of them are to lie on the stage until the competition is over.

The next slave to expire was Alex. His body went rigid as he started to come and he was making a whimpering sound. Anyone that was watching him knew that he was coming. Master Tim was right there as Alex stopped pumping into his partner. Tim delivered two hard swats of the paddle across Alex's ass before he and his mate collapsed on the stage. Ever after they were down, Alex continued to pump the last of his passion into her as she clinched his penis deep inside her.

"You can do it Bryan. Hang in there. Ride her. Don't give up." Alicia and Allison were yelling to their roommate.

Jason was getting his fair share of support also. His two roommates were yelling out their support for him. Everyone was in a joyous mood, even the mistresses and masters were getting in the mood with whistles and hand clapping.

Finally after about ten minutes strenuous sex, Jason and his mate collapsed with him on top of her. Allison watched as his bottom continued to rise up and down while he spewed the last of his seed.

"Let us have a big hand for the winner, Bryan, Mistress Ingrid's slave." Charles announced as he grabbed Bryan's hand and raised it over his head. With the clapping and cheering going on, you would have thought Bryan had won a championship of a different kind.

"Slaves. You know the penalty for losing." Charles said to the three couples laying on the floor. The female slaves resumed their doggy style position on the floor and the losing male slaves couched behind them. Within seconds the male slaves had their tongues buried where their penises had been a short time before.

"Make sure you do not leave any trace of your disgusting selves behind." Master Tim ordered as he walk back and forth behind the slaves observing the males licking their discharge from the bottom's of the females.

"Should we allow our winner to lighten his load?" Charles asked the audience as he walked over to the edge of the stage and motioned for everyone to acknowledge his request as he started to clap.

Nodding his head toward the female slave, she reached up and wrapped her hands around Bryan's stiff erection and started to masturbate him. Within seconds he found the relief he craved as his pent up lust landed on a discarded mat that a slave had used.

"There will be a short intermission while we get the next competition arranged." Charles said as the lights dimmed and the stage crew started cleaning.

Bryan joined Alicia and Allison at their table after other slaves had congratulated him with slaps on the back and hand shakes plus a bit of good nature ribbing that he took in good sport.

"I been trying to win that competition for the last two years." Bryan said after both women gave him a kiss on the cheek in a way of congratulations.

"Those women know how to milk a person." He continued to say as a waiter delivered a bottle of strange looking beer to the table.

"What is that and who sent it?" Allison commented after she smelt it.

"Egyptian beer. It's quite good once you get used to it." Bryan explained.

"No thank you."

"My Mistress sent it to me. It is her way of rewarding me."

Allison was having a good time with her two roommates and she even had a taste of Bryan's beer which she told him what he could do with it. All three were laughing and did not see Slave Rachael walk over to them and tap Allison on the shoulder.

"Come with me slave. You will be competing next."

"What will I be competing in Slave Rachael?" Allison asked as she followed her around to the back of the stag.

"You find out shortly."

Two other female slaves and a male slave joined Allison within a few minutes. Slave Rachael ordered all four to remove their clothes and take a seat. The four slaves were talking among themselves when Peter walked into the small room to explain to them the object of the next competition.

"The game was simple. On stage the masters will be behind a partition and will have their penises sticking out through a hole in the partition. Your task is to distinguish who your master is by sucking each penis while being blindfolded." Peter explained. When they asked no questions, the slaves were lead onto the stage with their blindfolds firmly in place.

"We call this competition Guess Who Your Master Is." Charles explained as the audience started to laugh. "Each contestant will have fifteen seconds to suck, lick or whatever they want before moving onto the next master. After they are finished with all four of the masters the slave can have one retry at any of the penises they want."

Allison was nervous as they guided her to the first master and told her to kneel. Kneeling on a cushion, her head was forced forward till her mouth encountered her first penis. Not knowing how hard it was going to be to distinguish the different sizes of the penises that she would encounter, she had to think of a game plan fast. She was confident that she could tell her Master's penis, but then again she was not sure. Taking the first penis in her mouth as far as she could, she ran her tongue around the head of it. Before she knew, they removed her from the penis she was sucking to the next in line. She kept to her game plan on all four of the masters. Taking the penis as far into her mouth as possible and then running her tongue around the head. While she was competing, the merriment was continuing in the same style as first game. She was sure that she heard Alicia's voice calling out in encouragement.

"Have you decided which one is your master?" Charles asked as Allison stood next to him on the stag.

"No, I have not, Master. Can I sample master number two again, please?" Allison asked. This was harder than she figured and she was going to take any assistance that she could.

It did not matter that she was standing unashamedly in the nude in front of an audience of people.

Slave Rachael positioned her in front of contestant number two. She thought her master was number two or three. Whichever one she chose, it was only going to be a guess.

"Which one will it be?" Charles prompted her.

"Master number two." Allison replied. She had her fingers crossed, hoping she made the right choice.

"You have guessed right." Charles announced as he held her arm up in victory.

Charles removed her blindfold and she walked off the stage to retrieve her dress and join her friends. While walking back to her table after getting dressed, her fellow slaves congratulated her as they had with Bryan. She knew she was blushing as she acknowledged her win as her two room mates also congratulated her on her win. She felt good about herself that she had won. While she watched the other three contestants go through the same procedure as she did, she noticed that she was incredibly horny. She did not know if she got more aroused by participating or watching, but it surprised her that none of the other three guessed their right master.

"Due to an overwhelming response from our men, we will have another contest with four new slaves." Charles said as the last slave exited the stag.

Within minutes four new masters stood behind the partition and shoved their penis through the hole. The mistresses and masters were having a good time with cat calls and laughter coming from their friends as the four men waited for their slaves to guess the right master.

The first slave to try to guess the right master was a male. While he was in the process of guessing his master. A waiter served Allison a drink of a brandy and she knew it was a reward from her master. Allison found it stimulating watching a male slave performing oral sex on a master. The male slave could not distinguish which one was his master and exited the stage as the second slave tried her luck. The second slave could not guess either and was replaced. The third slave on stage was Thalia and Allison was shocked to know that her husband was a contestant. She knew that Richard was aware what the chances was of him having his cock suck by another male. Maybe she was not the only person that The Spa was affecting. Out of these four slaves, the only one who was able to guess their master correctly was Thalia.

The next competition was similar as with the masters but this time they laid the mistresses on their backs and covered from the waist up. Allison watched by herself because her two roommates were both in the event. As in the previous competition there was the same good natured fun while the three female and six male slaves tried to guess who their mistress was.

No slave could guess their mistress but from the groans and the moaning emerging from the mistresses, they were enjoying themselves.

Another short break in the festivities was called as preparations for the next competitions were set up. A couple of the mistresses who participated in the last event took the opportunity to relieve their sexual frustrations out on their slaves. Spreading their legs when they returned to their table, they commanded the slave to continue from where they left off.

Alicia and Allison were both enjoying a glass of wine that Mistress Meka had sent to their table when Slave Rachael approached them.

"Both of you. Please come with me." Rachael ordered.

Finishing off their drink, they followed her again to the back of the stage. This time about a dozen female slaves stood in the nude waiting for the next event.

"This event, we call the bicycle race. Please bring the slaves forward." Charles asked as they raised the curtain.

Allison's heart was in her throat as she was shown the bicycle she was to ride. All the bicycles were stationary but what made these bicycles different was that protruding from a special-made seat there was a six-inch dildo.

"If you notice these bicycles have a special feature." Charles said with a laugh as he wrapped his hand around one of the dildos and pumped it a few times with laughter and a few comments coming from the audience. "The main computer has evenly geared and controlled all the bicycles to stimulate an actual race. The object of the game is to see how many of these beautiful slaves can finish the race without having an orgasm."

"Helping us with the race and making sure that each slave sits completely down on the seat as she petals will be Nurse Carol, Doctor Redfield and myself. Master Tim will be monitoring the computer."

Allison felt the dido enter her as Nurse Carol directed it into her moist vagina and knew that she would not be able to last long before having an orgasm.

"You will not last long." Carol whispered to Allison as her vagina clamped its self around the dido. Allison felt Nurse Carol run her hand over her bottom before moving onto the next slave to be helped unto her bicycle seat.

"On the count of three. Start pedaling." Charles ordered as he grabbed his paddle and walked amongst the four slaves that he was observing. Charles loved nothing better than to be able to smack a nice rounded bottom of a slave who did not fully impale herself on the dido as she pedaled. Nothing turned Charles on more than hearing a woman whimper as she was getting her bottom smacked. Even now he had an erection before the competition started. He was going to make sure that all four of his slaves would feel the sting of his paddle.

Allison felt the sting of Charles paddle after only a couple of revolutions of the bicycle. Her legs felt like jelly before the race started and as she started to pedal, the dido popped out of her vagina. Before she had a change of fitting it back in, she felt the sting of the paddle land across the twin orbs of her behind. She tried her best to keep pedaling and not to concentrate on how aroused she was. As she continued to move up and down and to make sure that the dido was fully impaled in her, she knew she was fighting a losing battle as she felt her orgasm starting. Charles was right there as she stopped her pedaling and sat hard on her bicycle seat with the dildo deep inside of her and let her orgasm overtake her. Even his paddle could not get her to continue the race as she laid her head in her arms and leaned over the handlebars of the bicycle until her orgasm subsided.

Allison returned to her table after Slave Rachael had helped her off the bicycle. She did not know if she was the first person not to continue the race. Once she was back at her table with Bryan, her composure had started to return to normal and that was when she noticed a couple of other bicycles were lacking their riders.

She was thoroughly enjoying herself as Bryan and she encouraged Alicia on. The race lasted about twenty minutes and by that time only four riders remained. Charles congratulated the four slaves after they had been helped off their bicycles and who were now standing in line behind him.

 

Richard and his two female golfing companions had an enjoyable round of golf. All three had a good score with Richard shooting one under par. This was the best he had shot all week and he was proud that he did that well. All three of them relaxed with drinks in the club house after the game as the other golfers started to come off the course. Everyone was in a festive mood as they came off the course and mingled with their fellow golfers. Richard spotted Gordon and asked him how he did. He had excused himself from Abigail and Ingrid with a promise of sitting with them for dinner that night. Gordon shot a club record of six under par and took a little kidding from his fellow golfers why he could not do that well when he was on tour.

He had a couple more drinks and chatted with a few of the other golfers he got to know before excusing himself. He needed a shower and he also would not mind grabbing a nap before the festivities got under way. Gordon told Richard that tonight would be an enjoyable evening and the partying would go on till dawn.

About seven o'clock Richard strolled over to the banquet hall and made his way over to the table where Ingrid and Abigail were sipping on some kind of tropical drink. After ordering a brandy on the rocks he had a few minutes of light conversation with the ladies before the lights were dimmed and Charles walked on stage. During the first game where the male slaves were having anal sex with the female, Richard felt Abigail's hand on his crotch feeling his erection. They were not the only people that the show was effecting. He watched a woman from the next table, who had been playing golf with her two males companions, slip under the table. By the looks on the guys faces, there was no need to guess what she was doing to them.

He watched with amusement as four men got on stage and poked their cocks through the holes in the partition. What he was not prepared for was to see his wife as a contestant as she was lead blindfolded onto the stage. Richard did not stop Abigail's hand this time as she unzipped his fly and removed his penis from his pants. The sight of his wife performing oral sex so sexually aroused him that it was a relief to have his penis out of his pants. He could not believe his eyes when Allison went down on the last contestant. This was a black cock that made Richard just about orgasm as he watched her take him in her mouth. If Allison's family or ancestors could see what she was doing, they would hide their faces in shame. Imagine a white woman doing a disgusting thing like that to a black man. She should be tarred and feathered and driven out of town. As he eased Abigail's finger's from around his penis, he had an idea. Originally he never signed Thalia up for this event. He knew that the chances were good that there would be a male slave as a participant and he did not know if he could accept a male sucking on his cock. If his wife could suck on a cock as she just did and know that he was watching her, he could return courtesy of being a contestant. He had to find Peter to see if he was still able to enter in the contest. Excusing himself from his two female companions, he placed his erect penis back into his pants and did up the fly as he went looking for Peter.

Richard felt awkward standing behind the partition with his penis protruding through a hole. It was not the fact the audience was looking at it. The fact was he felt a little squeamish with having a male sucking on his cock. He had a look at the four slaves who were competing and one was a male.

After the competition was over, Richard was glad he did not have to be the one guessing. He could not tell if it was a female or male who was sucking him as they all did an excellent job.

There were another two events and by the time that was over it was getting close to midnight. One of the last two events was kind of comical. The event had six female and six male slaves. They laid out the male slaves on their backs with their erections standing straight up. The object of the game was for the six female slaves to see how many of the three styrofoam hoops they could place over their rightful partner's penis. This game did not only have the audience in stitches but the contestants were having a hard time throwing the hoops from laughing so hard. Every time that a male slave would laugh, you could see his penis begin to flop and that would start another round of laughing. The last event was a game of marbles. This game was slightly different from the usual one. This time four females sat on stage with their legs spread. The purpose of the game was to see who could roll their marbles closest to their female partners genitals. By this time everyone was getting restless and was glad to see the Olympics over with.

"The management of The Spa wants to send out their congratulations to all the participants of our golf tournament and Olympics. Please enjoy the remainder of the night with whatever sexual depravities that you want to partake in." Charles said as the house lights went dim. There were going to be all kinds of sexual activities going on for the remainder of the evening and he was going to participate in as many as he could.