Chapter 9

This chapter takes place over the course of a year, so it will skip around a lot.

Isaac and the girls were in walking down the expansive hallways of the Maine Mall, moving from store to store. Isaac had decided to take them shopping and spoil them a little, so of course he was carrying the bags and covering most of the purchases. The smiles of their faces were priceless, but hauling the countless bags of clothes, he couldn't help but smile at the thought that he now felt like THEIR slave.

Blood splattered across the movie screen in the newest horror movie released, with Alice, Holly, and Donna trying to sink into their theater seats while struggling to work up the courage to watch the film. The four of them had been trying to pick a movie to go out and see, when Alice spontaneously suggested seeing the ghost film and daring Holly and Donna to watch it without once covering their eyes. Whoever lasted the longest would get Isaac and the bed all to themselves that night. Donna had gotten in on the action, believing her age and maturity would ensure her success, but more than halfway into the movie, she appeared just as terrified as Alice and Donna. Whether she just had a strong aversion to horror movies or the time spent around her fellow slaves had made her more childish, Isaac didn't know, but he sure found it amusing. To think, two masochists and a grown woman would turn into scared hermit crabs when watching a horror movie. This certainly made the bet more complicated.

It was early August when Isaac and his slaves climbed out of Donna's car in the parking lot behind the beach. Having come on a Tuesday, they expected the beach to be empty, Donna and Holly had even taken days off from work for this, but it seemed like a lot of people had the same idea and wanted to enjoy the beautiful day. It certainly was perfect beach weather, barely a cloud in the sky, high 70's, and a gentle breeze carrying the sea's salty aroma. Oh well, it was certainly less crowded than it would be on the weekend, they would just have to walk a little if they wanted privacy.

"Oh god, what the hell was I thinking when I bought this thing?!" Donna cursed, referring to the bathing suit she was wearing under her clothes. She loved it when she originally got it, but it had taken a lot of coaxing to get her to put it on and come out of the safety and privacy of the apartment.

"You thought that it would make you look beautiful and sexy. Nothing has changed since then," Isaac assured her, pulling the cooler out of the back of the car.

"Beautiful and sexy, more like old woman trying to look as slutty as possible! I should probably just keep my clothes on while we're here."

"Come on, Donna! You're going to look fantastic! Please take off your clothes!" Holly begged.

"Yeah! We haven't gotten to see you in it yet!" Alice added.

"Come on, Donna. I guarantee you, you'll look breathtaking!" Isaac encouraged.

Donna finally gave a low sigh. "Fine."

Everyone who saw Holly and Donna found themselves unable to look away, men feeling lust and women feeling jealousy. Holly was dressed in a skimpy dark blue bikini, struggling to hold in her breasts with the bottom portion barely covering her ass. She had a smile on her face, relishing the feeling of men's gazes and their eyes crawling up every inch of her body, knowing that she would always hang out of their reach and would belong solely to her master.

Next to her was Donna, wearing a one-piece that consisted of a thong, that instead of wrapping around the waist, actually split and stretched upwards into the two shoulder straps, going up over her breasts, rejoining behind her neck her neck, and then stretching down her back to rejoin the thong nestled between her ass cheeks. It was daring to say the least, with both her pussy and nipples so barely covered that Donna felt like one wrong move would leave her completely exposed. Hell, the straps over her areolas were barely over two inches wide, not to mention the thong was so thin that she felt like it would slip right in between her pussy lips and leave her labia fully exposed. She could have covered more of her body with just her hands.

But she had to admit, the bathing suit did make her feel sexy. The strap design seemed to reinforce the size of her breasts, since they stretched between her nipples and pussy less like a piece of clothing and more like the strings of two longbows. Plus, while she did feel like something would slip at any moment, the suit seemed have been somehow designed to prevent a wardrobe malfunction. Whether it was some kind of use of friction or a specific weave in the fabric, it held onto her without restricting her movement or causing chafing, and her confidence in it was growing with each step. It made her forget her age and feel unstoppable and unchallenged in sexiness. However, the only way she could work up the courage to actually walk out without her clothes was with Isaac securing her dog collar around her throat. He normally avoided putting the collars on the girls in public because it could reveal the unique nature of their relationship, but with everyone staring at her suit, the collar would never be noticed. It was strange, but wearing the collar—the physical proof of Isaac's ownership of her body—actually lessoned the embarrassment she felt in the bathing suit.

Not to toot his own horn, but Isaac thought that he was getting a similar reaction from the people on the beach. His job had certainly granted him a physique that made women horny and men feel outclassed. And of course there was Alice, hiding beneath a wide sunhat and wearing a simple one-piece, lacking the confidence in her body to go with any kind of bikini. Seeing Donna and Holly in their swimsuits was reminding her of the vast physical differences between them. Other than maybe the rare pedophile, all eyes were on Holly and Donna. She forced herself to ignore it and repeatedly reminded herself that as long as Isaac loved her body, she didn't care how she looked.

They walked a bit down the beach, making absolutely sure they were far away from everyone else. Certain that they had privacy, they laid out several towels, a couple beach chairs, and put down the cooler full of food and drinks and a bag full of other beach stuff. Beneath the towels, they laid out one of Isaac's large work tarps, which would help keep the sand at bay. Using almost half a dozen beach umbrellas, they created a tent with walled off sides, giving them all the privacy they need.

"I can't wait to get in that water, we never went to the beach at the orphanage," said Holly with a stretch.

"I'll race you!" Alice giggled, getting to her feet and running to the water with Holly scrambling to catch up.

"Are you coming Master?" Donna asked.

Sitting in a beach chair in the shade of an umbrella with a cold beer in his hand, Isaac shook his head with a content smile. "Nah, I'm just going to relax here for a little while. You go on and have fun."

Donna merely smiled in reply and walked off towards the surf with Isaac staring at her curvaceous ass and watching her swing her hips from side to side with each step. For a good half hour, Isaac simply watched the three girls play, gazed upon their beautiful bodies wet and glistening in the waves, listen to their laughs as they swam and splashed each other, and let his mind ponder this point in his life. Never did he imagine he would be in this kind of relationship, owner of a harem of three beautiful women, desperate to become his sex slaves and eager to fulfill his every desire. But of course it was more than just sex, they all loved each other and fulfilled the gaps in each other's lives. Alice, Holly, and Donna; they all clung to him because he helped make them whole. The child who wanted to be loved, the girl who wanted to be needed, and the woman who wanted to be desired, and then there was him, who simply wanted a happy family, and they were more than he could ever ask for.

After working out their bubbling energy, the three girls returned to the camp, eager to relax. They all lied down on the towels, letting the sunlight shine on their half-naked bodies.

"Master, could you please put some suntan oil on me? Pretty please? I really don't want to get my hands oily," Alice hummed coyly, using it as an excuse to get some affection.

Holly and Donna exchanged shocked glances. The sneaky brat! How the hell did they not think of that?!

"Me too Master! Please!" Holly exclaimed.

"Please rub oil on me too!" Donna added.

"Ok girls, I'll rub oil all over you. But be patient, you'll all get a turn."

Retrieving a bottle of suntan oil from the tote bag holding their beach gear, he poured some on his hands and Alice eagerly kneeled in front of him. He rubbed some of the oil on her forehead and nose then cupped her cheeks, making her smile and purr like a cat. "Such a pretty face," he hummed before leaning over and kissing her on the lips. Pulling back, he rubbed the oil on her neck, her shoulders, and then her arms.

"Now lie down and I'll do your legs."

Alice did as she was told, while Holly and Donna watched with hungry expressions. Isaac started on her left calf, rubbing her with his rough hands before moving up her slender thigh. Alice couldn't help but shiver in arousal as his hands approached her moistening vagina. He inserted a finger into the edge of her swimsuit, sweeping the flesh underneath and brushing against one of her smooth lips. He moved to the right leg, stroking back and forth across her soft thigh with his hands, rubbing in the oil, then to her calf. Alice had her small feet in Isaac's lap, and with a smile on his face, he slowly grasped one of them and began to massage it with his powerful grip. Alice arched her back and gave a soft moan as the movements of his fingers shocked the nerves in her feet. It is said that the nerves in the feet connect to every part of the human body, well that would explain why Alice could feel bliss throughout her entire form. There was a bit of pain as he massaged out the stress, but that pain was pure ecstasy to Alice.

Holly and Donna continued to watch from the sidelines, glaring at Isaac and Alice as he gave the young woman a foot massage. From the way she was moaning and writhing, they wondered how it must feel and compared it to the sensation of an orgasm. They wanted foot rubs from Master too! At last, when Alice calmed, Isaac released her.

"Ok Holly, you're next."

An eager grin on her face, Holly lied down on her back and Isaac applied more oil to his hands. This time, he started with Holly's feet, moving his fingers back and forth in a gentle yet firm squeeze, working out all the tension and strain that had been building. As a woman who spent all of her time on her feet at work, the sensation of having her muscles softened was beyond bliss. After five minutes, Isaac moved on, sliding his oiled hands across her soft legs, then reaching under her and cupping her tight toned rear end. He went back to her front, sweeping across her flat belly. Holly instinctively curled up and giggled, both from the pressure exerted on her stomach and the ticklish sensation.

She settled back down when Isaac reached her breasts, slipping his hands underneath her dark blue top and squeezing them. Holly blushed and hummed in happiness from the sensual contact. He pulled her top out of the way and continued to squeeze and massage them, thoroughly soaking her tits in oil and letting them slip and roll in his grip. They were so soft, yet so firm. So bouncy and full, yet so quick to revert to their original place. With all the oil Isaac had applied, he couldn't even pinch her nipples without them slipping out from between his fingers, so he merely played with them, thumbing them like the joystick of a game controller. By now he was rock hard and Holly could see it bulging in his swim trunks.

"Master, please let me take care of you," she asked softly as he lathered her arms.

Isaac smiled and took out his cock, admiring the look of gleeful hunger on Holly's face as it sprung forth from his trunks. Remaining on her back, Holly craned her neck and began gently sucking him off, releasing the deliciously kinky sound of suction and wetness as she orally pleasured her master. As her tongue rolled around the head of his penis, Isaac slipped his oiled hand into her bikini bottom and began stroking the moist lips. Slick with oil, he worked his middle finger inside her, stirring back and forth while using his thumb to tease her clitoris. Holly squirmed from the soft probing, feeling Isaac's finger tickle her nerves with just the right intensity to almost be considered teasing.

In the background, Alice and Donna watched with impatience. Holly got a foot rub, was being fingered, AND got to suck on their master's cock?! How was that fair?? After five minutes of Holly writhing to the strokes of Isaac's fingers inside her, he finally decided it was Donna's turn to get some attention. However, before she could lie down, Isaac got behind her and grasped the straps of her swimsuit.

"Don't worry, Donna. I'm going to take good care of you," he hummed in her ear, pulling up on the straps.

Donna winced and blushed as the thong of the one-piece became tight between her pussy lips, sliding between them and digging into her tender flower. Continuing to pull up on her swimsuit, Isaac reached around with his other hand and grasped her right breast, squeezing it hard and soaking it in suntan oil. Never in his life could he get bored of playing with them.

"Now take off your suit and lie down on your stomach. Holly, please keep watch for me and tell me if anyone starts coming close to our camp."

Both girls did as they were told, with Donna stripping down and Holly serving as a lookout. Donna lied down on her towel, her breasts squashed beneath her like pillows and her curvaceous ass warmed by the sun. Wetting his hands with fresh oil, he started on Donna's arms, making them gleam with an ample layer of oil. He shifted his attention to her back, and just as he had done with Alice and Holly's feet, he pressed down with gentle and decisive pressure, immediately drawing soft yet deep moans from Donna. She couldn't remember the last time she had ever gotten a back rub, so just the slightest pushing from Isaac was pure heaven. Isaac had never done anything like this before, so he simply went on instinct and followed her voice to the most sensitive places.

Just like with Holly and Alice, he worked years of strain out of her muscles, squeezing and pressing her with just the right amount of force to make her completely unwind. He smiled as she stretched like a cat beneath him, extending everything from her fingers to her toes and humming in bliss. Applying more oil to his hands, Isaac moved down. However, he didn't lay so much as a finger on Donna's welcoming rear end. He simply moved down her hips, then her thighs, her calves, and her feet. After giving a brief foot rub, he began to move back up. He slid his hands up her legs, scraping off the access oil. Donna smiled and bit her lip, eager for what was coming.

Licking his lips, Isaac reached Donna's ass and gripped both her cheeks tightly, but he was barely able to get their mass into his hands. He moved back and forth, squeezing them and then letting them slip out of his grasp. He soaked her smooth white skin with oil, making it glisten in the sun. Donna hummed from the massage, glad to have met someone who truly appreciated her figure. He then spread her ass cheeks, exposing her asshole and pussy, just waiting to be penetrated.

Isaac hefted his manhood and lathered it with oil, then began to rub it between her ass cheeks like a hotdog in a bun. The oil let him move against her so easily, it was like grinding between two mountains of butter. He slowly and smoothly teased her with his cock, prodding her back door with the head and then instead rubbing the shaft with it.

"Master, please fuck me!" Donna whispered.

"What was that?"

"Please Master, fuck me in the ass."

"Good girl," he chuckled, kissing her behind the ear.

Sitting back up, he once again spread her ass cheeks and pressed his cock against her asshole. Slippery with oil, it entered her effortlessly. Donna groaned as he forced his member inside her, stretching her asshole to its limit. No matter how much punishment she endured, she still couldn't get use to the size of him inside her. Lying down on top of her, Isaac gripped her by the shoulders and began thrusting into her. Each time he entered her completely, Donna grunted in a mix of pleasure and pain, relishing the sensation of her master dominating her and using her. Ever since becoming Isaac's slaves, Holly and Alice had been trying to teach her how to be a masochist. The lessons weren't being taken nearly as well as with Alice, but at least now she enjoyed being abused and brutalized by Isaac. But of course, Isaac only did those things because she enjoyed them.

Periodically stopping to scan the beach, Holly watched Isaac fuck Donna with the inability to stop from touching herself. She loved watching Isaac fuck other girls, it made her feel like just a sex toy for him. Whenever she watched, she fantasized about him pulling out of the other girl, grabbing Holly, and forcing himself inside her with his manhood still slick with the juices of the last girl. Alice was the same, stroking her tiny pussy as he watched Isaac sodomize Donna like an animal. It was interesting for her to watch how Holly and Donna looked when Isaac fucked them, and how they reacted. She would try to imagine how she would react in comparison and picture herself getting fucked instead, watching it as if in an out-of-body experience.

Isaac's hold on Donna suddenly tightened and he stopped his thrusts, telling Donna he had just ejaculated into her. Already she could feel the hot fluid being pumped into her ass, and having become his slave, she loved the sensation. Isaac pulled out of her, a string of semen stretching between his cock and her gaping asshole.

"Ok girls, time for you to entertain your master. Take out some of the toys we brought," Isaac ordered while Donna sucked him clean.

Reaching into the cooler, beneath the food and drinks, Holly pulled out the strap-on she often used on Holly. With a wide smile on her face, she secured herself in the harness while Donna rolled onto her back and spread her legs. Sitting in his beach chair like a king on his throne, Isaac prepared to watch them when Alice crawled over to him.

"Master, could you do that to me? What you did with Donna's swimsuit?"

"Sure thing, honey," he replied, letting her settle in his lap with his erect member between her legs.

Beginning to kiss her behind the ear, he reached around and ran his fingers back and forth against her covered slit, feeling the cute lips behind the fabric and teasing Alice. Gingerly, he worked the crotch of the swimsuit into a narrower and narrower strip between her skinny legs, bunching it up until it had formed a rope nestled in her camel toe. Now ready, he grasped the front of her swimsuit and roughly pulled it upwards, tightening the fabric against her pussy. Alice whimpered as the fabric grinded against her sensitive lips, feeling like she was being flossed from below. Her face turning red with horniness, she released a shrill whine as Isaac yanked her swimsuit down from her shoulders and exposed her flat childlike breasts. With one hand pulling her swimsuit against her pussy over and over again in rough jerks, Isaac used his other hand to pinch Alice's pink nipples, making her yelp in pain and then pleasure.

While this was going on, Holly was thrusting into Donna with the strap-on, making the grown woman moan in happiness. Donna was on her back with her legs wrapped around Holly, who was on top of her while using her arms to try and hold herself up. She loved watching Donna's breasts jump every time she forced the dildo deep into her snatch, and she loved even more the sensation of their nipples kissing when she leaned over to French her. After a few minutes of Donna experiencing Holly's masterful skill of the sex toy, they switched, with Donna getting a turn in the harness. She stayed on her back, letting Holly ride the standing dildo. Bouncing up and down on Donna's lap, Holly giggled and licked her lips as he played with the woman's breasts, batting them around like a kitten with a ball of yarn.

While this was going on, Isaac had pulled aside the crotch of Alice's swimsuit, exposing her glistening pink slit. He had long since penetrated her, and she was riding him much like Holly was riding Donna. With the underage girl whimpering and whining as she straddled him, Isaac constantly scanned the beach, turning his head like an owl to make sure that nobody was around to hear or see the four of them. Sex in a public place was one thing, but sex with a seriously illegal girl, that was something else all together, and they had never done anything like this outside the apartment. This was risky to say the least.

Isaac watched with a smile as Holly's bobbing on the dildo suddenly picked up in speed and intensity, and the gentle hum she was releasing turned into a shrill whine. Knowing what was coming, Donna couldn't resist reaching up and tugging on Holly's nipples, providing that last-needed stimulation to trigger a gushing orgasm, soaking Donna in her arousal. Moaning in joy, she collapsed on top of Donna, before slowly pushing herself up and kissing her. Dismounting the dildo, she eagerly turned around and began sucking it clean.

"That reminds me, Holly, I forgot to apply suntan oil to your back. Alice, how about you play with Donna for a little bit?"

Alice sighed and smiled, having wanted to enjoy riding her master for a little longer, but always happy to play with Donna. Alice removed her swimsuit and crawled over to Donna, with Holly retrieving the bottle of suntan lotion and crawling over to Isaac.

"Get on all fours for me."

Knowing what was coming, Holly excitedly obliged and got on her hands and knees with her ass pointed at Isaac. Wetting his hands with oil, Isaac started rubbing her first at her ankles, then the backs of her calves, then her thighs, wet with arousal, and at last he began massaging her ass the same way he had Donna's, making Holly purr in happiness from the subtle yet focused sensual touching. Unable to resist any longer, Isaac buried his face in her perfect ass, tongue-fucking her back door. Holly gagged and moaned in happiness, never quite able to get used to the sensation of getting sodomized by someone's soft tongue. It always made her feel like she had just sat on an eel.

While Isaac licked her out, he rubbed her back with the oil and reached around to play with her breasts. In front of Holly, Alice was on all fours, moaning as Donna fucked her pussy with the strap-on in the doggy style position. Having learned early on how to use a strap-on, she was having no trouble thrusting into Alice's tiny frame with brutal strength. However, unlike Isaac, she didn't know she had to compensate for Alice's build and limit the depth of her thrusts, so Alice was wincing and nearly crying out every time the dildo was pushed into her tight pussy. It was a good thing she was a masochist.

Donna loved using the strap-on, mainly because she liked to imagine all the calories she burned while thrusting, but also because she liked feeling that sense of dominance from time to time. Plus it made her feel sexy, as she watched her tits bounce and bob with the movements of her body.

Having had enough, Isaac sat up and hefted his erection, penetrating Holly's wet pussy.