Turkish Delight pt4 The following morning Mistress removed my cock cage. I had managed to keep sexual thoughts from my mind, largely because I was absolutely exhausted from the days frantic sexual activity. My legs aches from being restrained whilst Will took my anal cherry. My rectum hurt from his large cock and the butt plug still inside me. I was pleased that I had managed to keep it up there as that was my Mistresses wished and I would/had done anything to please her. Her approbation meant the world to me! I realised she had no intention of removing my butt plug but I knew this was a kindly act as she had warned me that Will would want me again today and hinted that there may be other uses for my butt today. I was allowed to remove it when nature called but was told all I could do was wash it, lube it and return it to Mistresses hands for reinsertion. That chore she carried out whilst gently rubbing my cock and then massaging my balls whilst I thanked her for being so kind to me. She turned me round, kissed the head of my cock,, slapped it and said ‘Breakfast’. I managed to subdue the beast sufficiently to get into a pair of shorts and a tee shirt but anyone even only glancing at my loose fitting shorts must have realised that I was in a state of permanent partial arousal. At breakfast we again met Will and Margie and the greeting involved full on kisses all round. I confess Will kissing me, well basically snogging me, in front of a room full of people moved me outside my, rapidly expanding comfort zone. Both asked what we had planned for the day and I was informed by Mistress that we were going into town to do some shopping. Turns out that was their plan too so we agreed to share a taxi. During the twenty minute ride into town Will lowered his zip, took out his, already hard erection and just said ‘Suck it you cum slut.’ I looked at Mistress who was in the passenger seat and she just looked at me and said ‘Well?!’ So I twisted round in my seat and took his erection deep in my mouth, sucking and licking him as I knew I liked it when it was done for me. ‘You've got about fifteen minutes to make me cum or you'll really regret it!’ I redoubled my efforts and slipped my hand into his shorts gripping his sac hard and feeling his balls, swirling them around whilst increasing the vacuum on his cock. He groaned and I knew I had just about got him there so I took a risk and slid my fingers down and pushed two fingers into his anus. I realised, as I did so, that they slid easily, like he had been lubricated, for me? But also that his sphincter was relaxed and took no great effort to penetrate. Two fingers became three and then four. Fuck if this goes on I'm going to end up fisting a man in the back of a taxi. Fortunately this didn't happen as after six or seven thrusts of my fingers dancing in his dark tunnel and the effect of my mouth he came, hard into my mouth and, like the good sub I had become I swallowed it down and,as I had been instructed by Mistress to do, thanked him for his gift. He kissed me as his thanks and then Margie pulled me round to kiss me for pleasuring her husband. I saw she had her hand inside her shorts and was playing with herself and gave out a low groan as she came after watching her husband being pleasured by my mouth. Our time I town was pleasant. We did the requisite amount of shopping with the girls, buying the usual clothing, underwear etc, before the guys were allowed to retreat to a convenient bar whilst the ladies continued shopping. For what, I had no idea. We sat an had a few beers and asked how they knew my Mistress He said they had met at the resort we were currently staying in and Mistress had a young female sub with her that she had brought out from England. She had, correctly, identified them as being into ‘the scene’ and manage to involve her into her introduction to the Domme/Sub scene: I asked how that happened and he came back to me, asking why I was permitting Mistress to abuse and humiliate me. I responded that she had captured my heart, my soul and definitely my cock and I was rapidly becoming what she wanted, a cock sucking, cum loving Sub who would do whatever she desired. He stated that it was the same with him and Mistress had drawn Margie into her depraved circle as well. I asked how long they had been together and his answer took my breath away. ‘Since birth.’ They were brother and sister! Just when I thought things couldn’t get any weirder, Mistress’s magic had caused it to be so. Eventually the ladies returned and I noticed that Mistress was using Margie as her pack mule as she was laden down with shopping whilst Mistress merely carried her purse. Mistress announced it was time to go and, after the bar owner made a quick call, a taxi arrived and took us back to the hotel. Once back at the hotel I was allowed a little sunbathing time round the pool but still forbidden to remove the butt plug. It was a lovely lazy day round the pool and, being, certainly in my mind, a normal? hot blooded male, I casually kept an eye on the scantily clad ladies around the pool. But, strangely I found myself looking at the guys groins, wondering what was lurking in their shorts, did the exterior display match the contents or what?? Is Mistress really succeeding in turning me bi? Is it even possible to be turned like that? I resolved my conflict with a few beers, listening to my music and eventually dozing off. I woke when my nipple was twisted in quite a severe way. Surprise, Surprise it was Mistress who leant over and said ‘come with me, I want you for something’. With that she led me back to the room and just said ‘Strip.’ Wearing just a pair of swimming shorts it didn't take long but Mistress beat me to it as her silky sarong fell to the floor revealing that she was naked beneath it She rolled onto the bed, bent her knees showing a well fucked pussy with cum leaking out. ‘Clean me slut, eat cum from my pussy.’ I galloped across the bed but just before I lowered my face to her seeping pussy I made a mistake and said ‘Mistress, who has had the honour of leaving their cum in your pussy?’ ‘You dare to question me you cum sucking sub slave. Just do as you're told and you’d better do a good job or you will suffer far worse than that little chicken wire cock cage I put on you last night. My repertoire is immense and I will use every trick on you if you deserve it, now get on with your job you cunt.’ I duly went between her legs and started to slurp at her pussy licking an unknown mans cum from my Mistresses pussy whilst trying to ensure I gave her engorged clit sufficient attention to make sure that she would decide that I didn't require punishing beyond the humiliation she was putting me through. I eventually succeeded, as her back arched and a low moan escaped her mouth, her pussy must have clenched as a large glob of cum flew from it and landed on my chin. I was still gently licking her clit as she finally calmed down and looked at me. She pointed at my chin and said ‘You know the rules, don't waste it, ever.’ So I complied once again and ran my finger over my chin and went to put it in my mouth but Mistress stopped me. ‘No, feed it to me, I never got to taste his cum.’ So I put my fingers in her mouth and watched as she cleaned my fingers of the strangers cum. Satisfied, she dismissed me telling me to go to the pool but to keep an eye out for any likely ‘talent’ that she might be interested in, as she wanted to rest. I pointed out that I was possibly not the best qualified person to scout for new ‘talent’ and why didn't she join me. She accepted the logic and joined me poolside in just he bikini bottoms which had a clear wet patch round the groin and her nipples stood out like hatpegs clearly marking her as a freshly satisfied woman. I lay dozing in the afternoon sun, sipping a cool drink, as did Mistress, I think I probably dozed off for a while but was woken with a finger in the ribs about thirty minutes later. ‘What do you think?’ Said Mistress as she nodded towards a twenty something redhead girl with an enormous bust.’ Itreally looked like a pair of pantomime breast and were patently obviously enhanced. I looked at Mistress with a ‘Are you serious’ look and she just said ‘You are still too male, watch her for the next fifteen minutes and then tell me what you see.’ So I did. She was there with her Husband/Partner but he was parading round everyone else round the pool like he was cock of the walk. As I watched her I realised she looked lonely and unhappy verging on miserable. I saw what Mistress meant. In Mistress’s predatory eyes, she was a fruit ripe for plucking. When she asked I agreed with her analysis of this woman's situation, she, rhetorically asked me what the next step should be, but I answered that I didn't think I, or we, had enough information about her or her situation to come up with a plan. Mistress congratulated me on my thinking like a predatory Dom despite my sub position. ‘I’d like you to try to procure her for our pleasure. If you succeed, my gift will be very enjoyable, if you fail, well you are only a useless cum slut and I may just put you up for sale.’ The last part of that sentence threw me into a total state of confusion, I really didn’t know what she meant. ‘Mistress, I don't understand, put me up for sale?’ ‘Oh you're so innocent, now your on the training path, you have a value, I wouldn't get a lot for you if I sold you at the auction because your resume is pretty scant but with your looks and limited experience I think you would elicit a good price from a new master or mistress.’ Her words sent a shiver through me at the thought of being sold on as used but insufficient goods but mainly because I wanted to be with Mistress forever. ‘Mistress, please tell me you'll never sell me, I need and love you and want to be with you forever. I will always do whatever you want or say but, please promise me that you'll never sell me.’ Mistress laughed, she laughed long and loud. ‘You stupid little fuck. You know I've been here before and had Ammed and Boris start to introduce them to their new life and theN Will, with his great cock takes their cherry, Margie's helpful especially with my lady subs. Where do you think they are now? Some just walked away, and I let that go. Others who had really taken the training well couldn’t just walk away, they needed to stay in the culture so I sold them at auction. It pays for holidays like this and provides great opportunities to get new subs. If you recruit her, which, I admit will be hard with her having a partner, your rewards will be more than worth the effort. Pay her some attention, be nice to her and make sure that nice big cock stays in her eyeline. When she starts to express any interest introduce her to me. Go on, nows your chance.’ I looked over and she was on her own reading a book whilst her partner was at the bar refilling his drink and expounding the virtues of yadyyars four by four over whogivesas more expensive model. I had to have a strategy so I jumped in the pool and came out just near my prey. When I looked at her, she was really very pretty, blonde with a slender waist but with two beachballs welded to her chest. I presumed that the car expert at the bar had persuaded her and paid for these ‘things’ and I began to feel sorry for her. This emotion abated slightly when I saw that she was reading Fifty Shades of Grey! I pulled my self out of the pool and managed to ensure that, as I did so some water hit her body and also her book. It gave me the excuse I needed and I apologised profusely and offered to get her a drink (all inclusive!!) she agreed and asked for a Bacardi and Coke. I wandered over to the bar where partner hadn't even noticed me talking to my prey and appeared to be trying to sell some poor guy a car. I got her drink and the , as an afterthought got a whiskey for me and a gin and tonic for Mistress. As is only right I delivered Mistress’s drink first, she looked at me and just said ‘Well’. I just said ‘Fifty shades of grey.’ ‘Serendipity’ was her only comment as I moved away from her and returned to my prey with her drink