BDSM Mansion

Alex had just watched the video we had received from the boy named Connor. We sat in silence. 

"So, tell me again"

"Lucien told us of masters named Oliver and Ali . I think Oliver may be the tall  guy in this  video. The darker hairy guy might be the Ali he was talking about. Connor was the name of the sub whose movie the boy had to watch while being punished. When we got him here it was discovered Lucien had been brutally caned on the asshole, repeatedly; Connor's asshole was damaged before the start of his video, and it looked like he was being or about to be caned at the end. All kind of adds up don't you think?"

"What did Lucien say?"

"I haven't told him about it. Not sure if it's a good idea. On the other hand, this may lead to those rapist/groomer/assholes if we contact this Connor."

"Daddy!"

"Derrick....."

"We want to go on a picnic"

"Geez , Derrick, now is really not a good..."

"Whipped cream, those red cherries in bottles, and popsicles!!"

"Alex !! Get the boys, we're going on a picnic..."

Derrick and I left, grabbing each other's asses and giggling. Yeah. Yeah. I giggled. Hell, it's a picnic!!  

Richie and Erick had placed a blanket on the grass and piled the picnic goodies within easy reach.  They were both on their backs holding their knees back by the shoulders, giggling.  Alex and his boy, Lyric were first to arrive and dove for the boys on the blanket. By the time Derrick, Huntr, and I caught up they already had sucked the cherries out of the laying boys's assholes, and were now filling those pink rosebuds with whipped cream. Alex had circled around to Erick and together they shared the captured cherry, as did Richie and Lyric.  We were all spraying naked bodies with whipped cream when Reagan showed up. 

"Did you forget something?" He said as he dropped a dozen bananas onto the blanket. "You are disgusting master, sir, your highness, senator......"

"Thanks Reagan. What would we have done without you?"

"Well you certainly wouldn't have your banana shits or splints or whatever you're calling them today "

Alex turned his whipped cream covered face to me "Does he always have to ruin the party?"

"He thinks it's part of his job description "

The bananas were peeled and we added them to the disgusting dessert we were making. In the end Richie and Erick had been stuffed with bananas, whipped cream and we found more cherries. 

Instead of sucking this delicacy out of the boys we decided to see how gooey it would be to fuck them. 

" Ahem......"

Someone had cleared their throat. 

We all turned to see Andre, hands on hips. Our jaws dropped.

Andre was fully dressed in a pin stripe three piece suit, grey tie, light pink button down shirt and pointy Italian looking shoes. 

"Andre, you're wearing cuff links?"

"Jason, you have a sheik suing you for millions, a dead guy in a body bag in the basement and a resort FULL OF GUESTS"

"Andre!. Your job!! Not mine. At present I'm in charge of cherries for our banana shits , I mean splints....."

By this this time those of us covered in whipped cream and smooshed bananas were rolling on the blanket in stitches. 

Alex licked  the banana goo off his lips "Andre, draft a letter to sheik shithead carbon copied to king of sheik shithead, ask for him to drop the lawsuit, or you'll send the letters with pictures enclosed of his activities here. Send the draft to the sheik's assistant; call Avery, tell him to put three interns in large black trash bags, throw those bags (boys yelling and kicking) and the body bag over a few of your leatherhead's shoulders and walk through the lobby with an intern inviting everyone interested to your next video shoot. Everyone will think the body bag parade will be part of the video. The body bag delivered to the waiting coroner's van by the rear service entrance and the interns released." 

I had to smile at my friend. "How did you ever learn to think so fast?"

"Have you met Lyric and Huntr?"

We all chuckled 

"So, Andre, get your clothes off and have some banana splish with us" 

Andre was undressed and splishing right away. As he knelt onto the blanket I wrestled him to the ground and laid a banana splishy face on his crotch. His dick grew as I held him to the back of my throat, I always marveled at how quickly Andre grew hard. This hard dick needed to be in my ass. Lubing Andre sufficiently, I turned, stood and sat on his hard banana and whipped cream lubed hardness. I took it in quick and hard, splishing my sloppy butt against him.  I rode his dick, then rocked back and forth feeling it rub my prostate. Such an unusual feeling, like being in a bathtub full of lube. Mooshy gooshy. The warmth is starting down there, but I want this to last a while. Andre's dick feels so good in my ass, not pushing into me, letting me do all the work. I like it this way. As I'm rocking, feeling the warmth in my groin grow, my eyes shut. I'm imagining that dick inside me, mixing up a banana mush, a banana splish. I feel it rocking back and forth, non stop g-spot rubbing. I open my eyes to see that Huntr has straddled Andre's chest to insert his dick into the panting mouth. My arms grab Huntr's waist as I feel him thrust into Andre. My fingers trail lower to the boys butt and begin teasing the pink hole I know is there. The only thing missing is a dick in my mouth. My fingers enter the hole and I twist them to stimulate the muscle there. I know how I love that feeling. 

A hand reaches back to grab and start stroking my dick as I continue rocking. My dicks head is being rubbed against the straddling bottom, the cheeks warm, smooth. The slit in my dick is sensitive to the stroking against the smooth skin and I feel a small amount  my of precum oozing into the crack there.  I'm being manipulated into the hole, feeling the pink rose  open slightly to welcome my oozing dick.  As I rock front to back, my g-spot is continually being stroked, I begin riding up and down.  Now my g-spot is being hammered, sending hot sparks shooting up my spine and down my legs. I'm feeling too close to climax, must slow down, must edge. My dick sinks in and feels the warm welcoming hole, wasting no time Huntr pushes his hole to swallow my whole dick and I feel his sphincter clamp around me. Damn he's tight  My rocking back and forth forces my dick in and out of Huntr, and hope of edging myself was lost. This boy has the tightest hole ever. I don't know if the boy's dick is still getting sucked and don't care as I feel my orgasm building. It surges as I clamp my hole around Andre, he thrusts upwards into me as I feel myself shoot into Huntr.   Andre follows soon after, thrusting into me while his knees shudder against me. Huntr had spewed his cum all over Andre's face, all smiling through the goo we three laid there, exhausted and sated. 

While the  splishes became lube we didn't stop playing until Reagan returned to inform us that congressman so-and-so had arrived with his sub and an uninvited guest. 

"Uninvited guest of the congressman? Or uninvited guest...."

"Someone without an invitation. Said he's representing a boy named Connor, he sent a video.

What the fuck is going on?

"My name is Alistair Forester, I assisted a young man with a video he submitted for interning at your resort. I must say I'm impressed, this is much larger than any resort I've seen. 

Ali Forester was about 5'6" 190 lb  dark complexion and black greasy looking hair. Greasy in that I think he used some kind of pomade to control the unruly mop of hair. He wasn't alone. A young man was standing slightly behind him looking down, hands folded. His eyes were flitting side to side, furtive?

"We contact through email those we invite to intern with us. Is this the  young man who auditioned?" I knew it wasn't the same boy, we're waiting for confirmation from Lucien before we call the cops. My job was  to kill time. But if he's here it's not to say hi and leave. This boy is nervous about something. I'm wondering if he's planning an escape or?......."

"You're Jason the owner here??"

I nodded, this is getting interesting already. My name has not been made public in association with the resort. 

"Is there a place we can talk in private?"

Without a word I led our uninvited guests to the library. This Ali character put his sub in front of him, holding him by the back of the neck. 

In the library I offered Ali a seat, his sub kneeled next to him. Is it my imagination or is this boy even more nervous.?

"I don't recall an audition video with this young man."

"No no this is not the young man I came to speak with you about."

The young sub looked immediately distressed. Now his hands were wringing and the fertile glances appeared to be searching for escape(?). 

"Connor is the young man I want to talk to you about. However this young man is also available upon request"

I know the master/slave relationship is controlled by the master, that the sub is under contract to obey explicitly anything he's ordered to do.  This dynamic fascinates me. I get it in a role play sexual situation but as a lifestyle I'm still confused. 

"Available for.....?"

"He's for sale, Mr Jason. As is Connor, the boy in the video. These boys are under contract to me and since  I am leaving this lifestyle I need to find homes for them."

This guy has some gigantic balls to be so blunt about something so blatantly illegal. Am I this ignorant of the BDSM way of life?  Selling boys?  And the young boy at Ali's side is now near catatonic with I think must be fear. 

I take my phone from my bicep holster. 

"Andre, bring the bookkeeper with you to the library."Hanging up my phone, my gaze rests on the scared young sub. 

"Young man, would you like to sta.........."

Like a shot the boy bolted to his feet and ran out the door back toward the lobby. I grabbed my phone once again"Derrick, a naked boy just left the library, can you and Erick find him?  Take him to the blue room"

Ali struggles to his feet "I should have had him on a leash. ...."