Tower Of Lust Ch. 02

I woke up slowly to the phone. Was it a dream? I stumbled to the phone, my mind still whirling. “Hello?”

“Hey Sandy, what the fuck? I thought you were going to come down here and pick out a new costume?” It was the owner of the club I worked for. We were suppose to meet with a woman who sold erotic costumes.

“I uh-“ My eyes fell on the piece of paper from last night. The contract. The Tower.

“Sandy?!”

“Um.. I am not feeling too well, Don.”

“What? You cant do this. If you don’t spice up that look of yours, you are out of here, San. I like you and all-“ I hung up the phone. Stunned I couldn’t believe I just did it. That was it. I was certainly out of a job now. But curiously I didn’t feel worried. I felt I had a place to turn. I picked up the phone and found the number on the paper.

“Sandy. I am so glad.” The husky woman’s voice. The woman who was about to suck her Master’s cock last night. I felt a tingle between my legs again. “4:00 O’clock. I will be outside” I put the phone down and looked around. Do I pack? I started to straighten things up and realized I was only shuffling things around. I decided to shower and prepare as much as I could to meet this new place.

By 3:30 I was showered, having shaved everything I thought necessary. I put on a sundress and heels. No bra and a yellow thong. At 4 I heard the car outside. I peaked out the window and saw the limo. I swallowed and scooped my keys off the coffee table and left. Somehow I thought I wasn’t coming back.

I was blindfolded again and took the same ride into the country. When we were once again on the back porch, the woman took the blindfold off and told me to strip. I looked at her in panic.

“Yesm Dear. You read it, you cannot enter the premesis dressed.”

“But I haven’t decided-“

“Then you cannt take the tour” She headed back down the gravel path and I stopped her. “Wait. Okay.” I slipped out of the dress and pulled the thong down. Lastly I kicked off the heels. The woman looked at me and I could see her sizing up my body.

“Very nice.” She licked her lips and smiled. She knocked and a young girl, this one in a white thong, opened it. We went to the same office as before and I stood naked before the mahogany desk. What I assumed to be Master Kinkaid was seated back and admiring.

“Okay. This” he said pointing to the woman next to me “is blackie. She will take you on your tour. She handed me a sheer white tank mini dress to put on. It didn’t hide much but I did it. Then we were off. We went though what I thought was just another part of the wall but was actually a door. I wondered how many of those that room had.

I took a deep breath in when I got to the other side. We were on the top floor of a 5 story house. I looked over the balcony and could see below to the other floors. Each balcony like this one had a staircase on either side of it leading to a door to each floor. And on the bottom, the main entrance. She tugged me to the right and towards a flight of steps.

“The top floor is Master kinkaids office and personal dwelling. No one is to ever come up here unless instructed to do so by him.” We walked down one flight of steps and through to the 4th floor. “This floor is the salves quarters”. We walked into the left door and into a corridor or rooms. It looked like there were three corridors of rooms. The two end ones leading out onto the balcony we were just on. As she led me down the hallway, I noticed young girls and woman walking around from room to room. They were all wearing the sme thing. A leather thong and matching heels and collar with a small silver chain attached falling between their breasts. Some where white, some were black and others were the gold of the woman I was with. “The colors are ranks.” Said Blackie. White is the lowest and gold is the highest. There is a platinum level but they are very rare and live in a guest quarters on the grounds.” She led me into one of the rooms. It was like a college dorm room only decorated nicer. The room had a full size bed , a desk and a loveseat with an entertainment unit in front of it. In it was a stereo, TV, DVD player. I didn’t notice any closets. Off to the right was a huge bathroom. I stood looking as she talked.

“There is no closet space because you will own nothing. As soon as you agree, your apaprtment will be packed up and it’s Contents placed in storage until your departure. The only clothing you will have is the uniform which will be placed on your bed each morning. Any other outfits you require will be provided to you as needed. Like clothes to wear out on time off and outfits requested by an owner. You will remain shaved at all times, any lax in this will be punished.” I got a little nervous at the word punish but kept quiet. We left the room and headed toward the staircase once again. On the third floor the layout was completely different. There was a common area which was decorated like a luxurious bar. Dim lighting, leather lounge chairs. Men were seated in chairs with drinks, and slaves all around. None were on the furniture. Blackie whispered. “You are never to sit on a chair or couch here. Always sit on the floor with your legs tucked under you and leaning back on your heels. Hands resting on lap. This is a slaves lounge. A place where the members come to socialize and drink and you are there for their entertainment or if they wish to take you to a room.” I looked around and saw the doors lining the walls. In the corner a young brunette was giving one man a lap dance. It looked like they were smoking a joint. “Yes,” she whisered again. “We have some very powerful clientle. Politicians, lawmakers, heads of some mamoth companies. The laws barely reach insdie these walls.” Now I understood the confidentially agreement. But this whole thing must be unlawful. How do you enforce that agreement I wonder? I was about to ask bit she must have given this tour a thousand times. “The agreement you sign mentions nothing of the nature of the buisness and this very clientle we serve will protect that in any court you go to.” Great. I thought. I felt the mens eyes on me smiling, smirking. They must have known why I was there by the mesh tank dress I wore. I felt completely exposed and a slight flush came to my cheeks. The dampness between my legs grew at the same time. We entered what seemed like a small closet, but when I got inside realized was a little room with a view into one of the rooms. A two way mirror was my guess. I looked in on the scene before me and was transfixed. There was a middle-aged man sitting in a recliner watching two girls on the bed in the room. One was tied spread eagle on her back and the other was straddled over her face, making her lick at her pussy while she was leaned over violenlty shoving a huge dildo in and out of her pussy. The man had his hands wrapped around his hard cock as he watched. I could hear the sounds coming from the girls and his breathing. My own breathing got fast and I could feel the fire burning between my legs. I felt Blackie walk behind me and whisper in my ear. “You like that, don’t you?” I felt her hands reach aroudn me and squeeze my tits, her fingers pinching at my nipples. I couldn’t answer or tear my eyes away. The girl on the bottom was trying to struggle, her body wracked with an orgasm. Blackies hands traveled down my stomach and under the flimsy material of the dress to find my pussy soaked now. She giggled “You will love it here” she said right before she thrust a finger into my pussy and licked at my ear. My whole body melted and I parted my legs for her. She withdrew her finger and stroked my clit. I panted and knew I was about to cum when she stopped. My eyes went wide. “Sorry Dear, I don’t have permission to do that.” And she walked away. I took one last look at the room and saw the man jerking off widly now as the girl on top screamed out her orgasm.

My legs werent steady and body was on fire. I knew my nipples were rock hard as I walked through the room, men drinking in my aroused state. I followed Blackie to the next floor but we did not go in. “That is just daily things. Dining room, supplies, a few permanent workers quarters.” We kept going. Once on the bottom floor we went out a side door and down a glass covered path. The grounds were beautiful. At the end of the path there was a sprawling outdoor set-up. A long tiki bar, a olympic sized pool, lounge chairs everywhere. Music was loud and the atmosphere was a party. Girls were draped over men everywhere. Some of the slaves were being led around my their chains, being traded by members. Some were carrying trays of drinks as well as trays of various drugs. There four 10-person hot tubs at each corner of the pool. Two girls were actively making out in one of them with 5 men watching and fondling them. Another had two couples being servced by one slave. Apparently there were women who belonged to this club as well.

“And this is the pool. It’s all about fun here. We are still slaves but the mentality is more one of a frat party.” She giggled. She seemed happy just to be out here. “would you like a drink?” I looked at her and nodded. The good feeling contagious. She came back with two large blue tropical drinks and we walked around the area. Slaves in white and black nodded to her, man smiled at her. One stopped right before us. He was tall and tanned, had dark shoulder length hair and perfect teeth and dripped of money somehow even though he was only in a pair of blue swimming trunks. He raised the back of his hand to my cheek. “Hmmmm, Very beautiful.” I instictively pulled back and saw the fire in his eyes and immediately regretted it. But he softened almost as quickly and smiled. “And untrained huh?” He chcukled and walked away. “You caught maxwells attention. I am impressed” Said Blackie. I didn’t know what that meant but I downed my drink and Blakie immediately nodded to someone to get me a new one. I sipped at that one and continued to stroll. The warmth from the alchohol and my previous experience in that room and the bodies all around me had me feeling a little hot again. We sat at a shaded table and I shifted in my seat. A man came over and sat next to Blackie. “Well well well. I am glad you are back.” He looked at me. “What have we here?” I could feel him leering as he stared at my tits though the mesh. My nipples already hard. His hand roughly parted Blackies legs and I knew he was rubbing her thighs and pussy. She groaned. “Little slut thinking of joining the flock?” I felt shocked but my pussy reacted immediately. I watched uncomfortably as he assaulted Blackies, pussy, her legs now spread wide on the bench. He never took his eyes off of me as he took out his own cock and started stroking it with his other hand. I was getting hornier by the minute. Blackie was rocking on his fingers now. “Don’t you dare cum, you whore.” He said it to her but was looking at me and I felt a wave go through my body. I think I was jealous. My eyes dropped to his hands working on her and I stared as a finger worked it’s way under her gold thong and rubbed furiously. She gripped the egde of the bench and wimpered, “Please, Sir” “NO!” he cried and rubbed faster. He was making it impossible for her and I desperately wanted to reach between my own legs and relieve the ache. He pulled his hand away from her and she gasped, her hips still wiggling. He grabbed her hair and pulled on it until she was bent over. She opened her mouth and greddily started sucking on his rock hard cock. He giggled and pushed her head down onto him. “Ummm. Yeah. Suck my cock good slut.” He was still looking at me when he talked. She sucked harder now, slurping at his cock. I saw the orgasm coming. I could see it in his eyes. I was taken in. I couldn’t look away. He came and she swallowed and licked every last drop of it, not moving from her bended position until he allowed it. “Get up, sweethart.” She got up and smiled warmly to him. I was dumbfounded. He got up and kisssed her on the cheek. “Maybe if she stays, she can help you out.” He said and walked away. I didn’t know what to say. I took the straw between my lips and looked down at the table like a kid as I drank my drink. I couldhear her trying to reagin her composure. Then she just stood and I assumed I should follow. Nothing was mentioned again.

“Now we are onto the more serious side of this establishment.” We walked back along the path and into the house. Once in the main hall we crossed it to another side door. As soon as it opened my blood ran cold. I heard moans, sometimes screams coming from below. “Do not be frightened. You have been made clear that your pain level will not be surpassed but be rest assured it will be tested and you will be trained and punished when necessary. It was what one would imagine mid-evil dungeons to look like. Stone walls and corridors, but when she opened one of the doors, it was plushly decorated. I was rooted to the spot. This was a small room. In the center was a ring of men. Maybe 6 or 7 of them. They were all looking at a girl in the center. She had been placed on all fours. Her hands were cuffed to rings in the ground in front of her. Her knees also cuffed to rings only spread far apart, her ass and pussy exposed to the men. One of the men reached forward and spanked her ass with a riding crop. She cried out. Another reached down and pulled her head up by her hair. “Suck my cock, cunt.” She opened her mouth and started sucking, moaning everytime the crop landed on her bare ass. The man thre the crop aside and grabbed her hips, driving his cock deep into her pussy. “You WILL fuck like the slt you are!”

“She asked for a break by the pool earlier.” Said Blackie. She thought she had a choice. When on duty, You NEVER have a choice. You are property. No rights. They are reminding her of that. That young guy. The one getting the blow job. He is Master Kinkaid’s nephew. Has a problem with most women. He always gets in on the punishments. He’s a lot of bark though. Master will throw him out just as quickly as anyone else if he breaks rules. He lost his privileges for a year when he slapped a girl across the face. Hasn’t done it since.” He didn’t look old enough to have a history.

“How old is he?” I blurted out. She didn’t seem to mind the question.

“21. He’s been here since he was 18”. The entire family knows of the empire. We are a world unto ourselves out here.” I wanted to ask where out here was but decided agasint it. He was 2 years younger than I was. We lfet that room and I was not showed any others. From the noises down here, I had a feeling that was a tame punishment. When we reached the main level again, Blackie excused herself and told me to go to the pool and relax while I think about all I have seen. I had a deicison to make.

I got to the pool and got myself a drink. I felt vulnerable by myself and made my way back to the shaded tables again. I was feeling lightheaded now from the drinks and sat back to observe. I noticed a woman in a regular bikini lounging by the pool. I followed her gaze and saw that she was watching a gorgeous brunette in a hot tub with three men. One had her bent over the edge of the tub, her hands resting on the deck. Another man was behind her fucking her slowly. The third was watching and stroking his cock through his shorts. I looked to make sure no one was watching and let my hand slip between my legs. I had to touch myself, I was loosing my mind. I closed my eyes and go lost in it when I felt someone come up from behind me. “Do not turn around,” he said. He reached around me and stuck his hand up my flimsy covering and qucikly started rubbing my clit. “I am hope you join us.” He said as he rubbed harder and faster. My breathing was getting quick. I leaned back and felt his cock up agasint my back. I groaned and he rubbed it agasint me harder. “Oh but you are a horny one. Cum for me slut. Cum hard.” And I did just that. I bit my lips to stifle the moan and let my juices run over his hand. Before I knew it he was gone and Blackie was sitting opposite me with a knowing grin on her face. “We wont’ tell Master about that one.” She stood and led me back the office I started in.