The company expands

The vibrators turned off and the guard withdrew his hands from the model’s sensitive spots; he kept supporting her though. Candice issued a disappointed wail.

“I was so close!” she complained, when she regained some composure and the control of her voice.

“I know, baby,” Michael replied with a devious smile, “but that’s not the right time yet. Sit down,” he pointed towards one of the chairs standing by the wall.

The model might have been disappointed, but she was still in a submissive state, so she obediently complied. Her legs were still a bit uneven, so the guard offered his arm for support.

As soon as she sat down, the door to the room opened and another man entered. The model recognised him vaguely, he was another multi-millionaire, named Derek; a few years older than Michael. More importantly he was the one who had “bought” Doutzen Kroes and was currently leading her on a leash; the collar was also almost identical to the one Candice was wearing. The other blonde was dressed in a similar outfit as Swanepoel, only instead of a bodystocking she had a red, see-through, mini dress. The rest of the clothes, high heels and a thong, had the same colour, the bright hue of red she had worn during the Show. The mixture of amusement and arousal on Doutzen’s face told Candice that her friend witnessed everything that had just occured. Only now she realised that she had been standing in front of a Venetian mirror the whole time.

Ironically that made everything a lot easier. She was no longer the only one on a leash, the only submissive girl in the centre of attention. She now shared the kinky spotlight with another model. All of the pros of her predicament remained, but some of the cons were diminished or divided between the two of them.

Michael and Derek shook hands, the newcomer also greeted the guard; Candice finally learnt that his name was Greg. The models did not get the chance to exchange their thoughts, because the action was resumed immediately, with Doutzen taking Candice’s place. Swanepoel remained in her chair and the two men sat next to her. Before she could contemplate her lack of fulfillment and sexual frustration, Michael turned the vibrator back on, causing her to groan. Their speed was now set to minimum, so they would tease her constantly, but never make her climax. Michael offered her his charming smile and put his palm on her knee in an almost romantic gesture. He was teasing her deliberately, but she just could not be angry with him.

Meanwhile Greg was groping Doutzen, while Derek was controlling her vibrators. The guard followed the same routine and was just as diligent the second time. The main difference was that Kroes was not nearly as vocal as Swanepoel. For Candice watching the same performance she had just experienced was interesting and arousing; though the latter in a different way than being actually touched. Just as she had expected, having a submissive companion made the whole experience much easier. She felt bolder and was ready to perform whatever wicked ideas Michael might have for her.

Some time later Doutzen was left disappointed and unfulfilled, just like her friend had earlier. She was given a few moments to recover and then the leashes were reattached to both girls’ collars. The models were led out of the room and back into the terminal; Greg was walking behind them. Together they attracted even more attention, but the presence of a bodyguard discouraged people from any closer interactions. Fortunately they did not have to walk all the way to the airplane; a tram was waiting and it drove the five of them to the jet. There came another surprise.

A few moments later another tram arrived and two other models came out of it; these were Lais Ribeiro and Karlie Kloss. Neither was being led on a leash, but both wore collars and had equally revealing outfits in the same colours as they had during the show, green for Lais and purple for Karlie. In their skyhigh heels the two tall girls towered not only over their “owners”, but over everyone else. Candice had always thought, mostly a joke, that it was slightly unfair that Lais could be so tall, slim, athletic AND busty at the same time. Obviously she was self confident in her own beauty, so she was never truly envious.

“It seems that everyone is here,” Michael announced, “it’s time we start our holiday. All on board!”

Apart from the crew, twelve people boarded the plane. Four models, their ‘owners’, of which one was also a woman and four male bodyguards. Everyone was excited for the fortnight that awaited them.