Another weekend at the resort

Jessica, Emily, Eden, and Alura stood on the resort's dock, near where it met the island's shore and watched as the yacht brought this weekend's guests. The four were all dressed in black pants that hugged their lower curves, and red polo shirts with their resort's name and logo over their left breasts in a neat and flowing golden font. The captain eased the yacht to a stop as crew members on deck skillfully lassoed the dock's supports with thick mooring lines and pulled them taught. Once the yacht was securely in place, dock hands wheeled a large gangplank into place as deck hands opened a section of railing.

"We've reached our destination, all ashore!" the captain called out. Immediately, the passengers began making their way down the gangplank in neat order. Some had duffel bags slung over their shoulders, and others carried large suitcases on wheels behind them.

Jessica looked down at Hilary Duff who obediently knelt at her side. The former Disney star's hair was done in long pigtails with a pink ribbon at the base of each one. A large pink ball gag filled her mouth, ensuring her silence and her arms were secured in a black leather single glove with pink laces. She wore a pink leather collar around her neck with a chainlink leash that Jessica held in her right hand clipped to it, a black satin half-bra with pink lace trim, a short pink satin skirt with black lace trim, contrasting her bra, and black open-toed shoes with six-inch stiletto heels. Jessica then looked at Emily who stood next to her.

"This should be fun," Jessica said with a prideful smile.

"It was last time," Emily replied before looking down at Natalie Dormer. The former Game of Thrones star was dressed similarly to Hillary, only in dark green and black. "What do you think, Eden?"

"I think you’re right," Eden said as she gave a hard yank on Disha Patani's hair. She looked down at the Indian film star, who was dressed similarly to Hillary and Natalie. Her all-white half-bra and skirt contrast beautifully with her natural complexion. "Want to have some fun later, Disha?"

"Esh, Ishess," Disha replied into her gag and nodded her head, knowing full well that ultimately, she had ****.

Alura let out a quiet laugh. "I’m hoping to get some inspiration for when I decide to have more playtime with this little slut,” she said as she ran her nails down Candice Patton’s back, making the former Flash star wince and whimper into the yellow ball gag that filled her mouth. Jessica glanced around, even though she could not see her, she knew Ino Yamanaka was somewhere nearby waiting to pounce at even the slightest sign of trouble.

“Hello ladies,” Jessica began her voice elevated, but crystal clear. “I am Jessica, and I along with Emily, Eden, and Alura, want to welcome you to our island, and thank you for choosing to stay with us. Our staff will take your luggage and escort you to get checked in.” As if on cue, a line of women dressed in the same manner as the four mistresses rounded the corner of the path leading from the dock to the hotel. “All of our staff, especially the whores are looking forward to serving you this weekend. Please enjoy your stay.”

The amassed crowd of guests gave a cheer and a round of applause as the hotel staff began to gather up their luggage and walk them to the hotel. As a brunette with long lightly waving hair passed she suddenly stopped with a gasp. “I-is that, Hilary Duff?” she asked. Hilary pressed her chin into her chest **** to avert her eyes. She could feel a wave of heat rush through her body as she flushed with humiliation.

“Yes,” Jessica said with a prideful smile and fighting back a laugh at seeing the former Disney star burn with the shame of being recognized.

“Please tell me she’s available,” the brunette said, her face lighting up with excitement.

“Unfortunately this one,” Jessica said as she stroked Hilary’s hair almost lovingly, “is private property.”

“Well drat,” the brunette said as she snapped her fingers and swung her right arm across her body almost comically. “Oh well, I’m sure I’ll find someone else that I’ll love having fun with,” the woman said with a shrug as she began walking up the path.

“Aren’t you glad you belong to me now?” Jessica asked laughingly. In response, Hilary leaned against Jessica’s leg and began to nuzzle it with her head.

“Okay, Cassie, what to do first?” the brunette silently asked herself as she walked along the well-maintained bath to the large and beautiful hotel. She entered the lobby and briefly marveled at the opulence of it. Being the daughter of a tech CEO, she had stayed in several five-star hotels, and none of them marveled at her like shining white and black marble floors and walls, the plush red carpet, and the golden light fixtures that lit the entire area beautifully. “Oh wow,” she said as she stopped at the display case holding Megan Fox, a display screen displaying the number 85. Her eyes darted to a large red button at the front of the display. Full of curiosity she slowly reached out, stopping her hand as it hovered above the button. She looked over at the hotel staff member the staff member gave her a nod of approval.

“MMMMMRRRRRRAAAAHHHHH!” Megan screamed into her gag as her entire body convulsed in intense pleasure. The screen reset to zero.

“Um, what just happened?

The staff member smiled. “That device she is bound to not only denies her orgasms but banks them as well. Whenever someone pushes that button, she has all of her banked orgasms at once.”

“How does that work?”

“Sorry miss, but that is proprietary information.”

After checking in, left her suite and began to explore the hotel. As she passed through the lobby on her way to the pool she stopped when she heard the sounds of loud slaps and quiet whines. She looked in the direction that the sound was coming from. Her jaw dropped at what she saw. A Florence Pugh lay across the lap of a woman with short dark hair. Her short tight-fitting denim shorts had been pulled down, and her upturned ass cheeks beginning to glow.

“Hello Miss, may I serve you?” Cassie turned to face the voice and saw Zendaya smiling warmly at her.

Cassie quickly looked back and forth between Zendaya and Florence. As she looked back at Florence the dark-haired woman landed another swat and a loud beep sounded. Florence slowly lifted herself from the woman’s lap and pulled up her shorts, pulling them slowly over her glowing cheeks. “Thank you, Miss. Enjoy your stay,” Florence said with a smile before she left the lobby.

“What are my options?” Cassie asked barely able to contain her excitement.

Zendaya’s smile broadened before she answered. “Well,” she began as she gestured to where the dark-hair woman still sat smiling, “You can spank me with your hand or an implement, punish my tits, **** me to cum, deny me orgasms, slap me, have me eat your pussy, or of course, you could rent me for the night.”

“Would you eat me out right here?”

“If you wanted, sure,” Zendaya said with a shrug, “We also have several private rooms for servicing guests if you’d prefer.”

“How much to have you eat me?”

“$200, Miss,” Zendaya replied as she held up her wrist, and the smartwatch on it. “Just tap your card on file here if you’d like.”

Cassie quickly dug her wallet from her purse, pulled out her card, and tapped it against the watch. “Now what?” she asked as Zendaya looked at her watch making sure the payment went through.

“I eat your pussy, Miss,” Zendaya said as she tapped the appropriate option on her watch. “Would you like me to eat you here, or privately, Miss?”

“Privately, please.”

Zendaya gave a polite nod. “Follow me please, Miss.” Cassie followed Zendaya, licking her lips with anticipation as she led her a short distance down the hall. They came to a door with two lights above it, one red, the other green. The green light was currently lit. Zendaya looked over her shoulder as she opened the door and stepped aside. “After you, Miss,” she said as she politely motioned Cassie into the room.

“Oh, this is nice,” Cassie said as she looked around the room. It was not overly large but comfortable for two people. The walls were painted a rich and warm dark red and the floor was done in hardwood that had been stained a deep shade of mocha. Against the far wall sat a large comfortable comfortable-looking black leather chair with an end table sitting next to it. A set of shelves that matched the floor had been built into the left wall. On the shelves were various supplies that may be needed for one of the whores to service a guest. She heard a soft click and turned to see Zendaya lock the door, a small light next to it turning from green to red.

“Would you like me to undress you, Miss?”

“Sure, will you take just my shorts and panties or will you take off all of my clothes?”

“Which would you prefer, Miss?”

“Naked,” Cassie said slowly after a pause.

“Yes, Miss,” Zendaya said before she lifted Cassie’s shirt over her head. She folded it and placed it on the end table then removed Cassie’s bra. Her shorts and panties soon followed and were placed on the end table as well. “Please sit, Miss,” Zendaya said as she motioned to the chair. “Would you like me to strip as well?”

“Hell yes!” Cassie said excitedly as she sat and spread her legs invitingly. Zendaya smiled and quickly removed her clothing. She folded her clothing and piled it neatly on the floor near the end table.

“May I kneel on a pad, or would you rather I kneel on the hard floor?”

“Pad, you might as well be comfortable.”

“Thank you for your kindness, Miss.” Zendaya went to the shelves and pulled a thick foam pad off of the top shelf before standing in front of Cassie. She placed the pad on the floor and knelt in front of her first client of the weekend. “Would you like it slow and sensual, or quick and dirty, Miss?”

Cassie bit her lip, contemplating her options. “Slow and sensual please.”

“As you wish, Miss,” Zenday replied as she slowly leaned in. She began by planting feather-light kisses along Cassie’s left inner thigh before moving over her neatly-trimmed pussy. She didn’t touch it, but let her warm breath tickle it. She took a small sniff, taking in the other woman’s heady scent. “You smell wonderful, Miss. I’m sure you taste even better,” she added before softly kissing down along Cassie’s inner right thigh and back up. She began to lick around Cassie’s labia, the tip of her tongue just barely making contact with her swollen outer lips.

“Oh fuck, yes, that feels so good,” Cassie moaned.

Zendaya picked up speed ever so slightly, her tongue lapping at Cassie’s swelling pussy lips. She followed one up and down before she repeated the process on the other. Slowly she made her way inward until she reached the foot of her wet slit. She took a deep breath in before plunging her tongue into Cassie’s wet depths.

“Oh fuck yes!” Cassie moaned as Zendaya’s tongue began to slowly move in and out of Cassie’s wet pussy. She could feel it hitting her G-spot with intensity, and gentle precision that no human tongue should have been able to, and knew why Zendaya was worth the $200 she had paid for this session. Suddenly, Zendaya stopped and looked up at her with a question in her eyes.

“Is there anything else you’d like me to do, Miss?”

“Yes,” Cassie panted as she scooted forward in the chair. “I want you to fuck me with your fingers while you eat me out.”

“Absolutely,” Zendaya said with a smile before she stuck her index and middle fingers into her mouth before sucking on them. She removed them with an audible pop, then slowly sank her fingers into Cassie’s pussy and began to slowly pump them in and out as she slid her tongue around Cassie’s throbbing clit. Cassie let out a shuddering gasp as her hips began to move in response to Zendaya’s manipulations. Zendaya kept her eyes locked on Cassie, as she let out a soft moan before closing her lips around Cassie’s clit and gently sucking, sending shock waves of pleasure through her body.

“Oh fuck, Zendaya, I’m going to cum!”

Cassie felt herself clamp down on the other woman’s fingers as her body shook with her first orgasm in months crashing through her. When it finally subsided, she looked down at the former actress who had just given her the most amazing orgasm of her life. “Jesus, that was incredible. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, Miss,” Zendaya said as she helped Cassie up and helped her get dressed.

“Thank you again,” Cassie said as she watched Zendaya unlock and get dressed. “I won’t hesitate to recommend you, or this place to my friends.”

“Thank you, Miss,” Zendaya replied with a bow of gratitude. “Enjoy your stay,” she added as she unlocked the door and opened it for Cassie.

A short time later, Britney Spears was walking along her pre-assigned route making her way through the spa. She glanced over and saw Bella Hadid standing naked next to a massage table as a masuse instructed her on how to massage her client. She was bent so low that her bare breasts glided over the woman’s back along with her hands. A rhythmic tone sounded through the air, it was just loud enough to catch everyone’s attention without distracting them from their activities.

“Britney Spears to the front desk, please. Britney Spears to the front desk please,” Josephine’s voice sounded over the P.A.

“Here we go,” Britney thought. Her stride turned purposeful as she made her way to the front desk. When she approached Josephine gave her a warm smile and handed her a printout on the resort’s thick stationary, The Paradise Resort embossed in gold across the top.

“You have a client, my friend,” Josephine said with a nod.

“Thank you,” Britney said as she took the thick piece of paper and looked it over. “Got it, thanks Josie,” she said as she took note of being summoned to a top-floor suite, how she was to dress, how her client wanted her to act, and how she wanted to be addressed.

“You’re welcome,” she heard Josephine say as she rounded the reception desk headed through a door marked “STAFF ONLY” and made her way to a changing room that contained several outfits and costumes to meet the desires of the guests.

Britney walked along the well-organized racks of clothing as she made her way to the selections that would best meet her client’s demands.

How will Britney dress, and what awaits her for the night? Answer in comments.

A) A short denim skirt, midriff-baring top, and sneakers. Britney is a bratty teenager with a strict stepmother.

B) Schoolgirl uniform. Britney submits to her teacher, **** to graduate.

C) A short, tight-fitting latex dress and high heels. Britney is a devoted **** to her mistress.

D) A metallic bra, short loincloth, soft leather shoes, and a prop crown. Britney is a captured warrior queen who needs to be tamed.

E) A childish dress. Britney has been left in the care of her nanny, who takes discipline very seriously.

F) Something else. How does she dress? How does she act?