Fun with cyanoacrylate

A young blonde wearing cherry red lipstick and a white apron is in charge of the Adhesive Play counter. She's just finishing sticking a sub's lips shut (the ones on her face) and then snaps on a diver's nose clip before the submissive can react.

"All done. Off you go."

The older woman, robbed of the ability to breathe and with her hands cuffed behind her back, needs no second bidding to run off to find her master, before she suffocates. The glue artist then turns to your mistress.

"What can I do for you, miss?"

"I'd like her sealed, please," she replies.

"Okay. Hop up here, girl." She pats the counter and you do, indeed, hop up, putting your crotch at a comfortable height for her to work. The soreness in your bum from earlier has mostly dissipated, fortunately.

She starts by cleaning the area with a disposable wipe and drying it thoroughly, using a paper towel, then picks up a small plugged tube with a flat oval base, applies adhesive to the edge of said base and, using her left hand to spread you open, positions the tip of the tube at the entrance to your pee hole.

"This will hurt," she warns unnecessarily, although when she shoves it in hard, the pain quite takes your breath away. The look of delight on her face tells you she's a sadist, but she seems to be a professional one.

It only takes a few seconds for her to stick your outer labia together, over the top of the catheter's base, making sure there are no gaps for your juices to escape. It's going to be like the afternoon all over again, but not as easy to release the pressure as ripping off some tape.

"The adhesive is permanent, but your epidermis is not; it will start to peel off in a few days. Until then, I would try not to get too aroused." She grins at the impossibility of that, then continues. "When you want to tinkle, just pull out the plug and for heaven's sake keep it clean. We don't want you getting an infection, after all. There's no adhesive on the tube itself, so it won't do any damage on the way out. Any questions?"

Diana answers for you that there are not and has the charge added to the room. You and she both thank the artist for her work, then you hop down and start to make your way out.

"How does it feel?" She decides to have a feel herself, running her fingers over your smooth, sealed sex while you walk. Normally, this would be enough to have you dripping, but it will apparently be a few days before you're capable of that again, so you just moan needily.

"Well, it's not making you any less sensitive, so that's good." She slaps your bum to get you moving quicker.

You're just passing the penotomy station where the master is now sodomizing his sub, whose dick is unfortunately hard and throbbing beneath the blade as the seconds tick down on the timer towards its release, when Fuckholes speaks up.

"Excuse me, miss Diana."

"Yes, Fuckholes?"

"I have some spending money that you're welcome to use if you want to do something more expensive, like having somebody branded."

"Branded, huh? Who would that be? You or Jenna?"

"Well, that would be up to you entirely, miss Diana."

"Thank-you, Fuckholes. That's very generous. I'll have a think about it later, but right now we need to get ready for dinner or we'll be late."

Her words remind you that you've had nothing to eat since the flight this morning and your stomach rumbles in protest. You have the lift to yourselves and your girlfriend uses the short journey up to your floor to tease you some more. There are two singletons, a man and a woman, waiting to get on when you exit. They both look like they've had their share of spankings already today and greet your mistress and Fuckholes politely as you pass, but ignore you completely.

Diana leads the way and opens the door to your room, but you hold it for the others to pass through. Your mistress sheds her clothes with as little inhibition as though the two of you were alone and the way that Fuckholes does not react makes you wonder whether she's already seen your girlfriend naked. Surely anyone seeing her glorious body for the first time would show some interest? Your musings are interrupted by the instruction to prepare the shower.

It wouldn't have surprised you to have to take a cold shower, but apparently the large walk-in with the waterfall effect is going to accommodate the three of you together. You run the water until the temperature is to your mistress's preference and then call them in. Diana looks a bit flushed, but maybe you're imagining it.

Three pairs of hands make washing easy and exciting—none of you lather yourselves, front or back. By the time you start to rinse, everyone is moaning in the early stages of passion. Strangely, you feel no jealousy when Fuckholes' hands caress your girlfriend's beautiful breasts, nor when she soaps the singleton's bum cleft. When it comes time to return the favour, she gets on her knees and parts your mistress's cheeks, leaning in to kiss her tenderly.

Diana moans and reaches back to press the older woman's head more firmly to her behind. You can't let the new girl have all the fun and eagerly kneel to suck on your lover's sweet swollen sex. She cries out as two tongues fuck her from front and back. You've heard about the threesome she had at university, which apparently was rather awkward and not very successful, but from the fact that she cums almost immediately, legs collapsing so that the two of you are effectively holding her up with your faces, you guess she's enjoying this one a bit more.

You and Fuckholes continue to work together until Diana's hips begin to buck uncontrollably and you bring her to a second climax, one that makes her scream with passion, kneading her breasts with both hands. Eventually, she pushes you away, panting for breath. Normally, it would now be your turn, but not on this holiday. This break is all about her.

Diana gets out first and sits on the lavatory, a fluffy bath sheet wrapped around her, while her subs wash each other's hair. Then, she graciously allows you to pat her dry while Fuckholes dries and styles her tresses into an elegant up do that she would never have the patience to attempt for herself. The singleton's own frizzy locks apparently need little attention, whereas your mane takes the longest to tame, which gives your mistress time to dress in a sexy black and green evening gown that leaves little to the imagination—although given that you'll be going to dinner in the nude, she'll be positively demure by comparison. The ensemble is completed with long pearl drop earrings and full make up applied expertly by Fuckholes, who is either a professional or has watched a lot of online tutorials.

When Diana stands up, you catch your breath. For you, nothing quite beats the sight of your girlfriend naked and in the throes of passion, but you have to admit, she's never looked more beautiful. The other subs will surely be jealous.

"You look stunning, mistress. Even more stunning than usual, I mean." You blush and she smiles.

"Thank-you, Jenna. You've scrubbed up well, too, although I think there's just one thing missing."