Message-ID: <13573eli$9808011243@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: beck_and_call@hotmail.com Newsgroups: alt.sex.femdom,alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories.bondage Subject: AUSTRALIAN HOLIDAY chapters 17 & 18 (MF,FF,femdom,cbt,ws,nc) Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> NNTP-Posting-Host: panix5.nfs100.access.net X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/13573.txt> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <6pup2g$ddn$1@nnrp1.dejanews.com> AUSTRALIAN HOLIDAY was written in alternating chapters by Lady Mowbray & slave jason. Each chapter reflects their respective points of view. It is a work of fiction intended for adult entertainment only. You must be of legal age to read it. Copyright © 1998 OZAM Enterprises. Your comments are encouraged at: beck_and_call@hotmail.com ================== AUSTRALIAN HOLIDAY Chapter 17: Lady Mowbray " So. You flew all the way to Australia, just to look up an old flame. You must still feel something for him," Lady Mowbray said. " Yes. I suppose I do. But I came here for a holiday as well . I've not seen any of your beautiful country," Justine replied. "No. And if things go according to plan. This is all you're going to see of it," thought Amanda. But out loud she really said " I see you brought all your luggage. Does that mean you are going to take up my offer of accommodation for a while?" " Yes please. If the offer is still open." " Of course. Stay as long as you like." " Or as long as I like," she thought. Amanda rang a small bell. A few moments later, Madge appeared. " Take our guest's bags up to her room." " Yes madam." " Justine. Do you have any valuables, passport, travelers cheques and so on? I will put them in my personal safe if you like." Amanda asked innocently. " Why yes. That would be really kind of you." She took her passport and travelers cheques from her small overnight bag and handed them to Lady Mowbray. "Got ya," thought Amanda. " I'll put them in the safe right away. I'll be right back." Amanda gave the passport and signed travelers cheques to the two girls in the kitchen. " Right, you two. Get the photograph blown up. Then get Sasha to find one of her girls who looks like her, with a French accent. I am sure Sasha will have a matching wig in the brothel. Bring her back here in a couple of days. I'll have her clothes ready and Madge has the number of the hire car. We'll get the same driver who brought her to take her away. I'll book her a seat on a plane to the States. Once she gets there, she can disappear, ditch her disguise and come back on her own passport. The American cops will be chasing their own tails until they get fed up." Amanda turned to Madge who returned from upstairs. Madge get the herbal tea ready. Bring it in straight away." " Yes madam." " Sorry to leave you like that. I see you have been admiring the family portraits. That one is the Marquis. A distant relative. I have the right to be called the Marquesa. But I prefer Lady." Amanda sat beside Justine as Madge brought in the herbal tea. " You must try this. I insist. It is a local aboriginal drink. It's very restful and relaxing." Amanda rang the little silver bell, but there was no need. The twins had been watching on the closed circuit TV and were already on their way, carrying the necessary equipment. " Just take off her clothes and her shoes and be careful. We need them for her replacement." The twins removed her shoes, vest, blouse, jeans and her silk knickers. They then gagged her with a piece of wooden doweling. It had eyelets screwed into each end. Pieces of cord led from the eyelets and were tied tightly at the back of her head. The wood cut into the corners of her mouth. She was sprawled in a leather arm chair, her legs wide apart. A large dildo was pushed up her vagina. The twins each held an arm above her head. " Good." Amanda took up the Polaroid camera and snapped her. " Okay. Put the cuffs on her wrists and ankles and put a collar on her. I'm going to deliver this." Jason heard a noise and then saw something pushed under his door. He struggled to his feet. After some frustration, he managed to turn the Polaroid over with his toes. " My god! They've got Justine." The shock was almost physical. He felt a great depression. The cruel way she was gagged showed that she was in for a terrible time. Even worse, they could use her to torment him. Justine awoke to find herself tightly hog-tied and still gagged with the wooden bit. She lay on her side, on a mattress. Amanda was kneeling beside her, running her hands through her soft, silky hair. It was a very sensuous feeling. Justine's big brown doe eyes were shining with tears. Chapter 18: slave jason Jason's tears formed a puddle on the glossy surface of the Polaroid. He couldn't bare to look and sulked back to his mattress. He was still in love with Justine and for the past couple of years had fantasized about marrying her and running off to Paris to grow old together. Jason had always imagined surprising his beloved, sharply dressed with the very same tie that Justine gave him back in college as a way of saying thanks for helping her study for an economics test. He saved that turquoise tie and brought it to Australia with his best charcoal gray suit. He hoped to wear a yellow rose as a lapel and give his former girlfriend the other eleven from the bouquet. Jason spent a week tutoring her in college, which is how they first met and gave her a bouquet of yellow roses on their first official date. Jason, a romantic, felt the symbols might rekindle something special. He wanted more than a torrid affair with Justine. He wanted a future with her. As he contemplated all this, Jason lie on his back with the penis gag lodged down to his tonsils, his wrists shackled together, and his orgasm control belt firmly secured. He was due to be fed and watered shortly, so he patiently waited. In the adjoining room, Amanda played with her newest acquisition, as a cat might play with a mouse. "Can't hold your tea, I see, Justine. You should have told me that you don't like it so strong. Mental note - 'no narcotics for Justine.' There, that shall never happen again, I assure you," Amanda teased. The gag had smeared Justine's lipstick. It was all over her face and on the wood itself where it cut into the corners of her mouth. After Amanda ransacked the young woman's handbag, she saved some items including lipstick. "Here baby let me fix that for you," Amanda said as she took a moist towelette and wiped the lipstick from Justine's frightened face. Justine jerked her head back at first, but Amanda spoke to her gently, soothingly and the French girl lay still. With her mouth stretched like it was, it was fairly easy for the Marquesa to apply a thick coat. "I want to keep that mouth of yours in good shape. It will be quite busy in the future," said Amanda breathily into her captive's face. The look in Justine's eyes aroused her new Mistress, and soon Amanda's right hand found itself idly stroking her privates. Her middle finger did some exploring and ventured up into her musky crevice. She removed the digit and the light from the overhead bulb shone on her fingertip, moist with pussy dew. Amanda, still kneeling, offered the treasure to Justine's doe eyes. "Sweets for the sweet?" Amanda inquired. Justine shook her head from side to side. But that didn't deter her Ladyship. Amanda leaned forward and spread the love juice on her captive's face, on the skin between the nose and the upper lip. She also worked some into the girl's nostrils, holding two fingers inside sadistically. With the dowel gag and Amanda's fingers, Justine struggled to breathe. When the Marquesa felt her new prisoner was on the verge, she removed her digits and allowed Justine to breathe in her essence deeply. "Breathe my pet. I am delicious, aren't I. Get used to that scent. I intend to blindfold you and teach you to recognize the unique scents of many friends of mine." Justine closed her eyes tightly while not more than ten feet away, Jason was given his lunch. It felt good to the young man to finally feel his tongue again. That cursed gag was intolerable. The gruel was lapped up in record time as Susie and Sarah wheeled in a new item in their bag of tricks. Jason looked up from his knees at what appeared to be a white portable plastic toilet with chrome legs. "Yes Jenny, this is all for you," exclaimed Susie as Sarah waved the oversized funnel accessory. "On your back sweetcheeks, you must be thirsty," Sarah remarked. Hesitantly, Jason lay down as Sarah pushed the tubular part of the funnel into Jason's mouth and Susie moved the toilet over his head. The twins attached the funnel to the seat and made sure the whole device was solid. "Me first, I gotta pee real bad," Susie interjected and hopped on before a dejected Sarah even had a chance. It was like musical chairs to the teenagers and Sarah felt that she had lost. Susie was like a girl scout - always prepared. Her panties were off before she even entered the room. With the large funnel blocking his vision, Jason couldn't even see the scrumptious sight before him. Susie's sweet ass wriggled on the seat as she relaxed her bladder. "Past the lips, over the gums, look out stomach here it comes!" Susie's golden stream swirled around the funnel and flushed down the tube into Jason's waiting mouth. This time, spilling a drop was not an option. Anything Jason couldn't swallow, he would simply choke on. Susie had evidently saved up for this moment. Her stream lasted for over a minute until it finally sputtered down to a trickle. Jason drank every salty drop. "Time for Elixir d'Sarah" the other sister said as they switched places. "Down the hatch!" "Cheers!" "Salute!" The twins were obviously enjoying themselves. Sarah helped Jason wash down his breakfast with her potent nectar as Susie rubbed her fingers along the scar on the underside of the slave's penis. It was hard 24 hours a day, just like the doctor promised, at least until the batteries ran out. Jason's belly soon distended with the golden fluid. Sarah pulled away the toilet as Susie removed the funnel. They put it in a corner, obviously intending to get a lot of use out of it. Sarah started: "Jenny, Lady Mowbray wants you to get used to the taste of our pee. She wants you to be able to tell the difference between the pee of many different women. Sort of like a connoisseur of fine wine...." "Only this is the finest!" Susie interjected. The twins glanced at each other and smiled. Over in the next room, Amanda was also smiling. She slowly pulled out the large dildo from Justine and was very happy to find it so slick. "Enjoying ourselves aren't we?," Amanda enthused. "I didn't suspect you as a closet lesbian but here's the proof," she said as she waved the dildo. Amanda sniffed the phallus and seductively licked it. She then untied Justine's gag and before a cry could be heard, roughly shoved it into her new slave's mouth. It had a ring at the base which allowed Amanda to snugly tie it in place. "You are a sweet dish, I must admit. Have you ever tasted your own cooking before, Justine? Bon appetite!" Amanda left the French girl to contemplate in privacy and eagerly walked next door to Jason's room. --to be continued ================= Please drop us a line. 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