Chapter 6

That afternoon I got a more traditional engagement ring. The kind that goes on the third finger, left hand. Quite a rock. It was worth more than all my possession combined, so naturally I just loved it.

I concluded that having access to vast amounts of money had many rewards. But quite frankly, with or without money, I would have taken Jason.

Again that evening I dinned in my colored buff and was getting use to the fact. I can't say that I was totally comfortable with the situation, but it was becoming more and more familiar. Hell, just the leering looks Jason sent my way made it worth adjusting to.

I wondered when he would take the act public so to speak. I knew he would eventually, that was a foregone conclusion. I dreaded and looked forward to it happening, wondering just how it would be done. Where it would happen and under what circumstances.

But thoughts of the future weren't nearly as interesting as current events. Events in the form of good old Johnny again whipping ass in the dinning room. This time his wife's as she spilled wine on the tablecloth.

Ten hefty strokes later, I again concluded that I had gotten myself into quite a household. Yes sirree, the potential things that I could observe and join in were really amazing, if one stopped to consider them. Which, I must admit, I did. With relish.

After dinner I had to pose my very marred body for Jason to take pictures of, to send to his parents and family. He explained that they had to have visual proof that he was maintaining the family traditions.

I got a thrill out of each and every click of the camera. I must admit that I followed each and every suggestion he offered. His parents would get a good look at all of me from tits, to pussy and clit ring, to ass. Even I admit to getting carried away before he again stored the camera after giving the exposed role to one of the servants to have processed.

Thinking about his family, I was sure they would prove different. Just how different I had yet to learn. But looked forward to the introductions.

With the camera again in storage an idea came me and before I even gave it deliberate consideration, I was voicing it to Jason as we made our way out of the room he had selected for the picture session.

"I have a request," I informed him as he turned to look at me.

"Which is?"

"Well, I have a been observing and hearing about your unusual staff and I was curious."

"About what, Kate? What's got your attention now?"

"Your staff. More specifically, observing them. Is that possible?"

"You mean a discipline session? Want to play the voyeur?"

"Well, yea. I mean after all, you have been giving me a glimpse here and there. Last night with Betsy and Charles, this morning with the weights and the ass strapping just a while ago. Do they get into more heavy action? If so, is it planned or just spontaneous in nature?"

"Actually, a bit of both."

"Well? Explain."

"My pleasure," Jason said as we passed through a hallway and continued walking as he spoke. "Some of the action is spontaneous, as you saw during our meals today. As I said, offenses are punished swiftly and without recourse. Any male seeing an infraction does the correcting."

"Then comes the more elaborate activities. As the staff, both male and female, is totally dedicated to our chosen life-style we do plan some activities to keep everyone happy. Sometimes it is planned on the couple basis, I'm sure some activities happen on an almost daily basis between couples, either in the privacy of their rooms or in one of the specialized rooms.

"At other times it can include the entire staff. That usually happens at least once a month or so. All seem to enjoy the variety of different partners, to observe different techniques and desires. It broadens one's horizons and keeps the interest up for all concerned. We've had those in a variety of places from the dungeon to the woods, depending on personal requests."

"Really? Sounds interesting. Tell me about some of the highlights."

"Well, one time we all trooped out to the woods behind the house and had a grand time. Tree limbs were heavily pulled upon as gals hung from them as the guys used only natural weapons such as branches and so forth. Another time a theme of the Inquisition was chosen. The rack got a real workout that night. Then there have been fantasy nights where all dressed according to the theme: pirates, Indians, doctor and nurse, water sports and baby nights."

"All in all, we are very imaginative. But at these special times everything is pre-approved. Nothing can be done that is not wanted. For instance, Susan, of the weights this morning, does not enjoy harsh attention to her pussy nor to her tits, except for the weights that she seems fascinated with. But she loves her ass blistered beyond belief. So, during the special days, it is her choice to accept or decline what is done to her by all concerned."

"But with each gal liking or disliking various activities, all the males are content and enjoy those days just as much, or more than the gals. Then there is the variety, too. Just like you. You like to have more than me attend you during certain activities. Variety is the spice of life for all of us. That is one reason I readily agreed to your request when Charles paddled your ass. We may have more or less permanent relationships with others but all of us like to branch out from time to time."

Just listening to Jason speak I was getting hot and ready for some variety of my own. But as I took serious inventory of my body I had to conclude that it was a bit battered and the worse for wear. The back of me could definitely take more, but not the front, especially my newly ringed clit.

"So what about tonight? Anything planned for it?"

I saw Jason's eyes take a similar inventory of my body as he paused as if to collect his thoughts. "Perhaps tonight would be a perfect time for you to play the voyeur. I'll check on what arrangements have been made. Okay?"

"It's got my vote. I will admit that the front of me is a bit rare, but I could stand a little ass and back attention, if not too severe."

By that time we had reached the master bedroom and Jason escorted me in, telling me take a refreshing shower while he did a bit of questioning to see what was on the agenda for the night.

I thought a shower was just what I needed as we parted company. The warm, soothing spray washed away many minor aches and pains and erased a nagging tiredness that had been creeping up on me. After drying body and hair, I curled up on the bed and laid back to await Jason's return and easily slipped into sleep.

A warm liquid feeling coursed through me, sending tingling currents throughout my blood stream as I imagined warm hands caressing me. Then it occurred to me that it was no dream. It was real, in the form of Jason cuddled up next to me as his hands explored my oh so willing body as his lips dipped into an ear and along my neck.

"Muummmm what a way to wake up," I managed to get out between enticing shivers.

"I must admit, it was a tempting sight. A naked female sleeping on my bed," he murmured as his hand slid into my suddenly moist track and his fingers snaked inside me. That action brought me fully awake and very eager to continue.

Two, then three fingers sank into my warm depths and twirled around creating a blissful havoc. Slowly turning, I wrapped sleep warmed arms around Jason's neck and pulled him closer. The instant my nipples touched his bare chest they hardened to full arousal and my body was totally committed to the goal of finding fulfillment.

I laid there in total anticipation, letting Jason set the mood and tone. When he withdrew his fingers from my pussy and reentered them in my cock virginal ass I didn't even pause in accepting them. The dildos and Betsy's hand from the previous night made his entry more than acceptable. I, too, thought it time that a cock was introduced into that opening as I spread my legs allowing easier entrance.

"Ah, ready for an ass fuck?" he whispered against the juncture of neck and shoulder.

"Mummmm, it's got my vote. After all, it was opened now wasn't it?"

"To be sure. Opened, but not slack by any stretch of the imagination. I can hardly wait for my cock to sink into this snug, clinging track."

Passions rising rapidly, I saw no reason for delaying what both of us wanted. In one fluid movement, I rolled over, disengaging his hand in the process, and brought myself over onto my stomach. As Jason rearranged himself beside me, I got my knees under me and raised my ass in offering. A true offering. It was long past time for my ass to get acquainted with his cock.

Legs splayed, tush tipped up, I turned my head on the bed and looked back. "Well, what are you waiting for? An engraved invitation?"

He smiled. His hand reached out and caressed my flared cheeks. "I wanted to enjoy the sight for a while, but if the lady is so demanding..."

I watched with a smile on my face as Jason knelt behind me, cock in hand. True, I had been opened but the artificial dildos were nothing in comparison to the real live thing. Warm, silky cock head ironed out the wrinkles of my brownie and slid in with ease as the rest of his magnificent shaft followed. Wider and wider I opened as he went deeper.

I was more than ready. I could literally feel my chute sucking and tugging at his heated flesh and when the crinkling hairs of his groin touched my sensitive ass, that was it. With his first plunge I was coming. My chute twitched and tugged him deeper as he tried to withdraw.

"Aahhhh yessss... ahhhhh yeessss."

The real thing was a thousand times better than artificial. This was what my body wanted, what it needed. I slammed back into his driving hips, grinding him as deep as he could go inside me as the tremors just kept coming and coming. My rock hard nipples scraped across the bedding, my clit throbbed and my ass was in heaven with each inward or outward drive.

Eyes clenched shut, it was my ears that first registered the slight change in activities. My ass registered it second, mapping the exact dimensions of Jason's hand. Wow! Spanking and fucking at the same time.

"Yyyesssssssahhhhhhh..."

I snapped my eyes open to catch the action behind me and saw Jason raise his hand for the next stroke. I tipped my ass up, welcoming the stimuli he was offering as my ass clamped down on his thrusting rod. It was unbelievable and fantastic. Until the moment of first contact of his hand to my ass it occurred to me that up until then our love making had been very gentle, which I must admit I enjoyed. But that addition of a hand to ass... well, it was just grand. My brain and body gladly accepted the addition and I went into overdrive.

Quite frankly I'm not real sure how Jason stayed with me. My body was all over the place. I was twisting, turning, moaning, groaning and flopping all over the bed as he continued to fuck and spank my ass. It wasn't really painful, but oh was it stimulating as hell. The added ingredient that added that special spark to my life.