Two weeks had passed since the Saturday morning Aline and I had spent at the hotel pool. A number of things had happened since then.

The tourist that had confronted me rather aggressively at the pool had been arrested later that afternoon. There had been a number of charges. The maid cleaning his families' room had apparently found a somewhat large quantity of illegal narcotics in their suitcases. This spurred a police investigation of his credit history, which apparently included a number of unresolved fraud charges for sizable amounts of money.

The entire family was taken into custody, father, mother, and beautiful daughter. The daughter's name was Melissa, and she was 15 years old. During their individual interviews that afternoon in the local police station, both the mother and the father signed full confessions. Interviews of that nature were always unpleasant for the "person of interest", but the laws had changed. Lawyers did not have to be present, and the police had a great deal more latitude in their methodology. The family's trial was held in private the following day. They were found guilty. The parents were sentenced to death. Because she was a minor, the court expressed leniency in sentencing the daughter to life in prison.

The mother was quite attractive at 34, and was remanded to the custody of the Captain of the police station. He was a personal friend of mine, and had been personally involved in her interrogation. She was going to be trained to be a servant in his home, and would spend her life serving him in any way he chose. I was occasionally a guest at his house, and I anticipated that I would occasionally use her when there. The father was sent to a state facility to await execution.

I interceded on behalf of Melissa, and took her into my custody as her owner, committing to take her into my household. I left her in jail for a couple of days, in order that she could get a complete physical, be prepped physically, and receive a minor amount of counseling and video training on some of what would be deemed proper behavior for her in her new life. After which I had her sent directly to my main house, where she was currently situated.

I spent another day and a half at the hotel, training and using Aline. She was proving to be an extremely enthusiastic little girl, especially taking into consideration that she had spent her entire life up until this weekend, all 22 years, avoiding any sex at all. Now, she not only allowed herself to used in any way at all, she asked for it, and performed with complete abandon. She allowed herself to be beaten repeatedly, and bruised deeply, and professed her love for me with sincerity after the beating. She allowed herself to be paraded in public, sometimes completely exposed. She allowed herself to be given to other men in public, at my direction, and still she professed her deep love for me. The particularly compelling thing for me was that I inversely, began to develop feelings for Aline. Not monogamous feelings by any means, but strong feelings of perhaps some kind of possession. In these type of situations, it is always a little confusing to me who actually posseses who. Clearly, I was in the ownership position, but my feelings of need of contact sometimes conflicted with my feelings of ownership. It seemed like I only made contact at the times I was asserting my ownership.

That morning at the pool I had allowed Aline to be used in the cabana I kept at poolside. One of my friends was there with a couple of girls that he made available to me in his cabana at the same time. The girls were 17 years old, identical twins. They were both 5'6", and extremely thin, 105 lbs. They had A-cup breasts, and were about to be surgically altered to D-cups. I put them through their paces together, inspecting them thoroughly, using them each in all three of their holes, after deeply lubricating their rectums. I ultimately came in the rectum of one as she knelt on her knees and elbows in front of me, while her sister tongued my ass from behind me, also on her knees. I didn't punish them at all. Our proximity to the poolside would have made it just too obvious. The sounds of the people at the pool, just a couple of feet from the cabana did add a certain excitement to the sex.

Aline told me later that my friend had also extensively lubricated her rectum with a couple of fingers before using her anally. It was his primary area of focus. He had spent a little over a half hour "plowing in her fragrant field". She did have finger marks on the side of her face that made me ask her what had happened. She told me that as soon as she had gone into the cabana with him he had closed the door, and ordered her out of her bikini. She complied and stood in front of him completely naked. He then grabbed the skin under her chin, pinching it between his thumb and fist, and lifted her up by it onto her toes, very close to his face. He told her that she had best be a very good little girl, or she would be very sorry. He asked her if she understood, and she squeeled, "Yes, Sir". In one motion with his hand holding her up by her chin, he released her and slapped her once on the side of her face, leaving the finger marks I had asked her about. I made a mental note to speak to him about this. It wasn't that I objected to him hitting Aline or even leaving physical marks. I objected to him doing this to my property without first getting my permission.

That evening I took Aline to a private club that was also adjacent to the hotel. It was a Saturday night, and there were a number of men there with the girls that they owned. Aline was dressed in the same cocktail dress and shoes she had worn the night before. I had sent the dress out to be cleaned and pressed that day, and she looked as ravishing as she had the night before. We sat in a banquette together facing the dance floor. She was careful to lift her skirt as she sat, in order to be sure that her bare ass made direct contact with the leather of the banquette. As we sat together, I immediately lifted the front of her skirt above her waist under the table. I intermittently put my hand between her upper thighs and fingered the clean, shaved lips of her vagina throughout the entire meal.

After the meal we moved to a more private "smoking room" that was a part of the club. There were a number of leather lounge chairs and sofas in this room. I would estimate that it could probably accommodate 40 people comfortably. Tonight was to be a special night in the "smoking room". It was fellatio night, and of course was by invitation only. There were 5 men like myself, with girls that were their property. The girls ranged in age from 17 to perhaps 25. There were also another 20 young men that had been informally invited into the club as junior members. They were between 25 and 40. Additionally there were a couple of Matrons from the remote jail attached to the hotel. I sat in a lounge chair and had Aline kneeling at my feet in front of me, facing outward. I had not told her what to expect, and she, knowing something was going to happen, was a bit nervous. One of my friends Mathew, who was acting as Master of Ceremonies for the evening walked to the front of the room and said aloud, "Could we please have all the girls come up to the front of the room?"

Aline loked at me questioningly for a moment. I leaned forward and gently nudged her up and forward. As she rose I patted her on the bottom, and I whispered, "You are to do everything you are told." She walked to the front of the room and stood next to the other 4 girls as they faced the 25 men. Loudly enough for everyone to hear Mathew asked them to undress. Thirty seconds later all 5 girls were completely nude. With a motion from Mathew, one Matron gathered up all 5 sets of dresses and shoes, while the other matron quickly attached blinfolds, leather collars, and handcuffs to each girl. Looking at Aline standing in this line naked, blindfolded, collared, with her hands cuffed in front of her, trying not tremble, was extremely arousing to me.

Mathew invited all of the men to the front of the room while he spoke. The girls were instructed to remain standing at cuffed attention, and were not to move. The men had the freedom to explore the girl's bodies with their hands. Every girl had at least three men anonymously exploring her body simultaneously. I stood a few feet and watched Aline. She was occupied by four men. The two in front of her were each caressing a breast. Additionally one had his other hand between her legs with at least one, and more probably two fingers completely buried in her vagina. The other two men were behind her giving her ass cheeks it's rightful attention. They spoke to one another in low tones about it's perfection, as one of them prodded at least one finger deeply into her rectum. She was fighting the need to squirm, as one of the men held her frimly from behind by her arm. One of the guys in front held her other arm.

Mathew said out loud, "Now then, everybody knows this is Fellatio Night at the club. Our junior members are without girls, as guests of our vested members. The girls will perform fellatio for every member, as often as requested. The evening will not end until every member, Junior and Vested is completely sated. While the evening is strictly limited to fellatio, any member may choose to discipline a girl at any time with an over the knee spanking, limited to 50 whacks. More than 50 whacks from any member for one individual girl requires permission from her owner. Bear in mind that this could total hundreds of whacks for each girl, if each of you spank her, so please be prudent. As the matron passes you with the box of numbers please take one. That will govern the first round this evening. After the first round, feel free to take as many other turns with any girl you wish, as they are available. I have noticed that these girls have lovely mouths. All of them have round, incredibly spankable asses. Enjoy them fully."

A matron came past me with the box, and I drew number 9. As all the numbers were drawn, one of the matrons came to the front of the room and said, "Will the gentlemen with number one please indentify himself and choose a girl?" An unaccompanied man of perhaps 35 stepped forward and chose an 18 year old, and led her to a lounge area. As she stood in front of him to be inspected before dropping to her knees, I noticed that Aline was chosen second, by a young man of perhaps 25. I would guess his height to have been 6'7", and recognized him as a professional basketball player. He led her to another chair, and had her sit on his lap so that he could play with her for a couple minutes before she began to perform. Within three minutes all five girls were chosen, and occupied in a lounge area with a man. I went to get a drink, and came back to the area in which Aline was kneeling between the huge legs of the basketball player. She was absorbed in her first of many acts of fellatio of her evening. Because she was blindfolded, I don't think she had any real idea of the size of the man she performing for initially. She may have gotten some sense of it from the size of his hands as he guided her to the lounge area, and subsequently explored her body fully. But I don't think it really hit her until she was on her knees with his cock down her throat gagging her, feeling with her hands that his cock was only partially inside her. Obviously this was because he was a giant, and his cock was over 11 inches long. Just as difficult, it was over 2 1/2 inches thick, causing the narrow part of her throat to stretch to the point it had to feel like it would tear, as he aggressively tried to fully invade her throat. With about two inches left she began to choke uncontrollably. He allowed her head up for a moment in order for her to take a breath, and immediately forced it back down. Still, she could not take it all.

The giant lost his patience. He lifted her head by her hair, and in one motion lifted her effortlessly over his knees. With a thick Serbian accent, he said "Perhaps a massage of your bottom will help relax your throat." With that he lifted his arm and brought his hand down on her ass with immense force. The whack was as hard and as painful as any whack I had given Aline with a paddle! It was certainly confirmed in the way she screamed and apologized. He immediatley gave her another, and she screamed and begged to try to suck again, promising to do better. Her begging was to no avail. The giant was committed to giving her a full 50, telling her again that this massage would certainly help her relax her throat muscles! Aline shrieked after every whack. By 5 she was sobbing uncontrollably, with her tears running out through the blinfold. He paid attention not just to her ass, but also to her thighs, all the way down to her knees, bruising her completely. After 5 minutes, it was over. He gave her a couple of minutes to catch her breath while he admired his handywork. She kept begging to try again, and he put her back onto her knees to do so. Somehow, with a gulp that was audible across the room, she took the whole thing into her mouth and down her throat. The giant smiled with his success, and continued to control her head with his hand firmly holding her hair, as he forced himself all the way in, with a repetitive loud gulp on her part, and withdrew, only to repeat the process immediately. The sight of Aline doing this on her knees, as I looked at her badly bruised ass, while her mouth was being ravished, filled me with anger and desire at the same time.

Finally the Giant climaxed. I don't know how much, but watching Aline struggle to gulp it down in 6 long gulps, without losing any was spellbinding to me and the other 10 men that had gathered to watch this astonishing display. At that moment, the matron called my number. I was tempted to use it for Aline, if for no other reason to see if the small of her throat had really been stretched, but instead pulled myself away. I chose a very small, very young Asian girl, just completing her first task on the other side of the room. She was 17, and 4'10". I'd guess her weight at 85 lbs.

I sat in the chair that had previously been occupied by a 30 year old man. He smiled and said that she was exceptional, one of the best mouths and throats he'd ever experienced. He said her throat had a massage quality, and that I shouldn't miss it. The girl meanwhile kept her blindfolded head turned toward the floor, awaiting my pleasure. I stroked the side of her face gently with my hand. I took her face in both my hands and kissed her on the forehead, and using my hands like that lifted her up by her head, and put her across my lap. Her ass was truly a work of art. Four or five men walked over as I stroked her ass in anticipation of the spanking I was about to give her. I lifted my hand. By ten whacks, she was sobbing. At 25 she was begging me to stop. I gave the the full 50. I let her rest for a few minutes as I rubbed her red little ass, and then put her back onto her knees to perform for me. She heard the zipper, as I opened my pants to release my fully engorged cock, and she opened her mouth in anticipation as I brought her head forward. The other man had described her accurately! She had amazing skills, especially for a girl her size. When I was buried in her throat, she was able to move her head around in such a way that actually did massage my cock. She continued to rotate it in and out in that circular motion until I exploded in her mouth. She never missed a beat with her swallowing. I wasn't sure who had trained her, but I was very impressed.

From the other side of the room, I heard a bunch of men cheering, and looked over to see them around the spot where Aline was on her knees sucking off a 70 year old man named Harry. Obviously, Harry owned another girl performing tonight, and rarely missed these functions. For some reason he needed to constantly display his not inconsiderable prowess. As he exploded into Aline's mouth, and 5 men cheered him on, I wondered if Aline had any idea that she was sucking a man more that three times her age. The men applauded. Harry stood up, bowed, and yielded to the man holding ticket number 17. He sat down and unzipped his pants. I suppose Aline heard the sound and recognized it, because she immediately open her mouth. He brought her forward, and she began sucking her third cock of the evening. This was going to be a strange night for her. Two days ago, she had been a complete virgin. Never been fucked. Now she was going to suck at least 10 different men in one night, maybe more. It would be a violation of her mouth that she had never imagined as even an abstract possibility for herself two days earlier. And now, it was her reality.

This part of the night started at 9:00P.M. and lasted until 1:00 in the morning. The first five men Aline performed fellatio for lasted about 10 minutes each. They each came prodigiously, as it was their first orgasm of the night.Three of them spanked her. I think that for each of them, it was foreplay more than anger. The next six men were getting their second blowjob of the night, and therefore took longer to climax. Each man lasted at least 15 minutes. After deep throating each one, her throat had to be incredibly sore! Four of them spanked her. In total, she got 350 whacks, and was badly bruised. I was in the last group of six that used her, and I am sure that after sucking off a total of eight men with a blindfold on, she was so desensitized that she had no idea that it was me in the small of her throat. Just the same, she was incredibly attentive in the blowjob she performed. She was well aware that it could turn into an ass blistering spanking without warning, and was more likely to do so if her performance lacked enthusiasm or attention in any aspect. Her hands, cuffed in front of her, cupped and massaged my balls as she worshipped my cock with her mouth. After swallowing my cum, and having my cock removed from her mouth, in a voice that was little more than a whisper, she said, "Thank you, Sir, for allowing me to suck you." All this without any idea of whom she had just performed this intimate act for.

At 1:00 A.M. all 5 girls were allowed to dress, and were placed back into the custody of their owners. I took Aline back to my suite, and had her brush her teeth and rinse her mouth out thoroughly. I ordered her to undress, and she did. I handcuffed her, and took her over my knee. She winced as she awaited the abuse on her already abused bare bottom. It never came. Instead I put a latex glove on. I squeezed a liberal amount of KY into a Dixie cup, lubricated 2 fingers, and proceeded to ream her asshole with them. While I did this, she kissed the lower part of my leg that her mouth was facing as she was over my lap. She held my leg with her cuffed hands, and kissed it passionately, professing her love for me. After 10 minutes of this, I put her face down on the bed, with a pillow under her hips. I left the handcuffs on, and took my preferred position on top of her from behind. I spent the entire next hour sodomizing her, sawing in and out of her while she kissed my arms in front of her face. She repeated that she loved me, and I kissed her on the side of her face from behind until I came inside of her rectum. Without saying a word, I withdrew from her, and rolled over onto my back. She knelt between my legs, and sucked me clean. After 5 minutes she came off my cock without throwing up, put her head on my chest, and fell asleep. I immediately followed her into sleep.

The following day I took Aline into my household. My limo picked us up at the hotel in the middle of the morning for the twenty minute drive to my main home. This house was somewhat secluded on a road accessed island. This was one of a number of islands like it, in the middle of the bay, in the tropical city in which I reside. My house was a little bit larger then the average house. Actually it was more of a compound. The main house had 12 bedrooms and 20 bathrooms. Three of the bedrooms, including my own, were large suites, with two full bathrooms and at least one extra sitting room. My suite had a few extra rooms, office, special room, sitting room, etc. There was a very large living room in which I entertained, and a very large dining room which was used regularly. There were other rooms: billiard, kitchen, video, casual dining, library, etc, all of which contributed to the ambience of the house. There was also a large pool and three additional guest houses.The one additional house that was a bit unusual was reserved strictly for discipline. There was a boat dock, but I did not keep my boat there, because it would have blocked a beautiful view. The entire compound was on the bay with a lovely view of the city, and it was of course, walled of from the rest of the island, on which there were seven similar compounds.

With the addition of Aline and Melissa, I now had 12 girls in this compound. In the near future I would probably sell two of them off, as wives or concubines. The girls each shared a room with another girl. Each girl's room was a large room that I had intentionally had decorated to be a frilly, lacey type room, primarily done in pink and white lace. It was the type of room in which you would typically expect to find an affluent, spoiled 12 year old girl. It was filled with stuffed animals on shelves, on the dressers, and on the king sized bed, which the two girls shared. Generally the girls sharing the bed became very close to each other. Disagreements were usually settled by me or the housemother in the disciple house, or one of the three special rooms that were also in the main house. After a disagreement was settled, the girls almost always never argued again.

I assigned Aline and Melissa to the same same room. I told Aline that I wanted her to assume a big sister role with Melissa, giving her as much advice as possible, showing her every "how to" video in my collection. I told her that I was holding her personally responsible for Melissa's development, as well as her own. Melissa was delivered to me that same day. I had the housemother bring her with Aline to my office, which was attached to my personal suite. Melissa was dressed in the same thong bikini she had worn two days earlier at the hotel pool. She also wore a pair of sandals. Her hands were cuffed in front of her. Aline wore a tight, white, skimpy T shirt that ended above her navel, tight white bikini panties, and white ankle socks. Her arms were at her side. The housemouther, all of 30 years old herself, carried a 20 inch long wooden paddle attached to a leather thong, just to make a point to the girls. I walked over to Melissa, who had her head down slightly, and took the sides of her face in my hands, gently lifting it up to look at me. She was such a tiny, little thing at 5 feet tall! I kissed her gently on the lips, and then on the forehead, and welcomed her to my home. She looked up at me and said, "Thank you, Sir. I'm going to be a good girl."

I smiled at her, and said, "I know you are.", and then kissed her again on the lips. Her mouth opened slightly in order to invite the entry of my tongue. I deferred entering her mouth at all until later, and instead slowly and gently hugged her to me, slowly bringing my hands down to cup the cheeks of her exposed bottom. I couldn't believe that her father had allowed her to wear this thong in public. I rubbed her bottom for a couple of minutes, kissing the side of her face as I hugged her. Then I released her and introduced her to Aline. I told her that Aline was going to be her room-mate, and that she should regard her as her big sister. I told her that she should learn from Aline, and listen to everything Aline told her to do. I told her that if she and Aline didn't get along the housemother would resolve it for her. The housemother stepped forward and rubbed her paddle on Melissa's bottom, and told her in a soft voice that she was very good at conflict resolution. Melissa's legs trembled slightly. Obviously she had seen at least one paddling video in the jail the day before. She repeated that she would be a good girl. I went to Aline and gave her a kiss, putting my hands into the back of her panties, and squeezing her soft, bruised bottom. I noticed Melissa staring at the bruises on the back of Aline's thighs, certainly knowing that all too soon, her own legs and buttocks would bear the same decoration.

I let them go, telling them that I would look in on them in a couple of days, and that I hoped to get a good report on their behavior and progress. I asked the housemother to release Melissa's handcuffs, and to get them both completely situated in their room. I told her that I would be out for the entire evening again, because I was going to be spending the night at the MacBeth Academy for girls, where I kept another dozen girls. That however, is a story for another day.