I’ll start with telling about where the honeymoon took place. It was on a private island owned my a member of the organization. While close enough to civilization the make amateur the logistics of running it possible. It still was far enough away that it maintained the necessary secrecy. This wasn’t just because of the tastes of the guests. The owner also operated a slave training and processing facility out of it too. While this man wasn’t exactly a friend of Master Sanders he wasn’t an enemy either. This man had created an exclusive resort on the island where masters and mistresses could openly dominate their slaves. Naturally it wasn’t that popular of a place to the slaves since they were the ones being humiliated and tortured not only openly but in mass at times. That also didn’t include their feelings about the public sexual use of their orifices. This place still had one thing that gave a little relief to the slaves and allowed them to have somewhat of a vacation like their owners. That was the majority of the staff was sex slaves that could be used by the guests. This did afford many of the visiting slaves a respite from their owners normal affections. Now resort consisted of a large multi story hotel, several restaurants, and numerous beachside bungalows. With all of the rooms of which contained not only the expected comforts and amenities one would expect from a normal resort of this class. Yet they also included the addition of the necessities required since the guests owned other humans as their personal sexual playthings. So besides the silk sheets and fine leather furniture there were the whips and chains along with assorted other means of tormenting the whimpering women brought there by their owners. Now Master indian Sanders had gotten the honeymoon suite in the hotel. It was on the top floor with a balcony overlooking the pool. It was technically two rooms one a comfortable living area slash dinning area. Then there was the bedroom with a large comfortable bed. Not that either Sapphire or Breeding Bitch 3382-B2 were initially allowed on it. They instead slept on the floor next to the two dog beds at the foot of the bed. Still they got to experience a little of the comfort offered even if it was only the soft expensive carpeting. Even sleeping on the floor they found this a better option then the alternative slave accommodations provided with the room. For even the means for securing slaves had been provided to the guests. From basic ropes and chains to a pillory in a corner of the room. The suite provided several other options actually incorporated either into the room itself or the furniture. There was a cramped cell built into the back of the closet but even this was better than the other alternatives offered. There was the small cages incorporated into the nightstands on each side of the bed. “Fuck!” That felt nice, no it indian didn’t! It was fucking brilliant!” But he also knew that he had already gone too far, and that he couldn't stop himself from raping Lisa, even if he wanted amateur to. I grunted and groaned feeling blood rushing into my man parts. I fought my heavy eyelids and looked up into her face. I trembled, my blonde hair swaying about my face. She wouldn't know and... Eyes bulging, gagging on his cock, my hands shot up, trying to push him away from me. My mind racing, "fuck, fuck, fuck," repeating in my mind. "Is that not terribly dirty?" she queried incredulously. He groaned and pushed back on my. Rachel was breathing heavily and supressing moans as well as she could. “Was that a good cum?” my wife asked. Karen was relived our father had gone. “Do you mean I’m more bitchy than Miruna,” Niky said with a slutty loud laugh. It had started good, He was thoughtful and attentive, always putting her needs first especially in bed. She had one hand on his cock and used that along with her lips to finish him off. I would like you to take me from behind. "What did you do?" Anju was mesmerized for a few moments by his massages. Then I turned onto my stomach and told them that I needed to rest for a while. Bill says that two is enough, which I’m happy about. However, it was only so I could pull him towards the bedroom. Becky arched her back to give herself completely to her partner’s caresses. It was such a wicked thrill. I said the founding Master had her built in just in case his son decided not to become the Head Master, here to help his wife and daughters run this place. "Yes, Rob.