"I've only played at it," said Elke. "And it was not very fulfilling. There was too much hesitancy. And both parties knew it could be stopped at any moment by either party. It didn't come close to my fantasies."
"I guess this is a bit closer," offered Tempest.
"Much closer," agreed Elke. "The serial number was new. And I never would have dreamed up that gag, although it was ingenious. But all of the rest of it could have come right out of the script for one of my dreams."
"Wow," repeated Tempest, unable to come up with anything more intelligent.
Elke scooted back and laid back down on the bed. She grabbed Tempest's wrist and tugged. "Come lie with me."
Tempest let herself be pulled down onto the bed and then she scooted around until they lay on their sides, facing one another.
Elke leaned forward and kissed Tempest on the lips, causing Tempest to tense. "Relax, love. You will have to do that and a lot more in the morning."
Tempest nodded slowly and did not resist at all when Elke kissed her a second time, feeling the blonde beauty's tongue licking back and forth across her lips. She tensed again as she felt Elke's fingers at the knot that held her towel in place but did not protest or resist as Elke opened it. She felt her friend scooting forward and then felt the warm soft breasts pressing against her own.
"You have no idea how long I have wanted to do this," said Elke. She ran her hand down Tempest's side and enjoyed the feel of her friend cuddling with her.
"You should have told us," repeated Tempest.
"Now I have," replied Elke. The blonde reached around and pulled Tempest closer, letting her tongue snake into Tempest's mouth. The raven haired slavegirl parted her lips and let out a soft whimper as she surrendered to Elke's tongue. "There is at least one good thing that is coming out of being a slave. I am holding the most beautiful woman in the world naked in my arms."
"Oh, El," whispered Tempest as she pressed her body tightly to Elke's. "Hold me. Hold me tight. I'm so scared."
Elke hugged Tempest and then let one hand roam down her back and down to the beautiful bottom cheeks which she squeezed lovingly. She had been planning on trying to get Tempest to make love tonight so that it was not new and shocking tomorrow but she decided against it. Tempest needed comforting right now.
Chapter 7
All five of the girls were still on the island the next morning. They were collected by the attendants who worked at the facility and then delivered to the gym. There were also seven other girls who they had not seen before and Tempest assumed that most of them had been left there by their owners to be trained. Six of them bore multiple stripes across their thighs, and bellies and breasts and it was obvious that the whip was part of the curriculum. Most of them also had bruised bottoms, indicating that paddles must also be a part of the lesson plan. Tempest reaffirmed in her mind that she would be very obedient and very pleasing and she would do whatever it took to get Kate to take her home instead of leaving her behind for training.
There was one girl who was unmarked but she looked even more terrified than even the five girls who had become slaves the day before looked. Tempest assumed that she was the French mistress who had failed to complete the transaction. She was beautiful and Tempest assumed that she would eventually be sold for a lot of money.
The gym instructor led the dozen girls in a series of stretching exercises. All of these were typical stretches that Tempest had done thousands of times before. But she had never done them naked. She blushed furiously as she had to spread her legs for some, exposing her sex and causing her petals to gape open. Others parted her bottom cheeks, exposing her little pucker and causing her blush to deepen.
After twenty minutes of stretching, several personal trainers came in and each of the girls was given an exercise routine tailored to her. Tempest marveled at the size of the staff here. This seemed to be a huge operation. But, then again, they had just made 600,000 pounds by selling her so she supposed that they must have the income to support the staff.
They were shown how to use the machines and the treadmills. The program for each of them was tailored to their bodies. All of the programs were quite strenuous with the exception of Tammy's. Since she was so far along in her pregnancy, her exercise consisted of riding a stationary bike and swimming. But to keep her in a sex-slave state of mind, a dildo had been attached to the seat of the bike and roamed around inside of her as she pedaled.
There was an awful lot of touching during the exercising. Tempest found it annoying that her trainer kept placing his hands on her, ostensibly to adjust her or check her tone or to see how much she was straining. Whatever the excuse, it was still annoying. In reality, however, the touching was part of the conditioning. Each girl had to come to grips with the fact that she was a slave and that her body did not belong to her any longer. It existed for the enjoyment of others. The trainers touched so that the girls would become accustomed to having others touch and fondle them.
Exercise period finished and they were allowed to cool down. Instead of letting them just walk around individually, however, the trainers formed them into an informal coffle. There were no chains or ropes but they were lined up and each girl had to keep her right hand on the right shoulder of the girl in front of her as they were walked slowly around the perimeter of the room. After ten or so minutes, the procession came to a halt.
"Mistress Kate has generously provided us with the entertainment for our recess period before classes start," said one of the male trainers. "Will Elke and Tempest step forward?"
Tempest gasped as she heard her name called out and then opened her eyes wide as she saw Elke stride past her toward the trainer. She didn't want to move but she reminded herself of her pledge. Reluctantly, she moved forward, away from the crowd of naked girls to stand beside Elke in front of the trainer.
"These girls are going to make love to one another to provide us with our morning show," the trainer announced to the ten naked girls. "The mat is over there. You may begin."
Tempest remained frozen in place. She knew what was expected of her but she also knew that there was no way she could do that. She was straight!
Elke saw the hesitation on Tempest's part and decided to take things in her own hand. She strode past her friend and spanked her butt, sending a loud crack throughout the room. "Come on, Pest. You can do it."
Tempest seethed again. She had grown up being called Tempest and Temp and Tem and T by various people. Some called her Em or Emmy while others called her Storm or Stormy. But somehow, her college friends had gravitated to abbreviating her name to "Pest." She hated that name!
She stepped forward onto the mat, more out of outrage than anything else. Elke smiled at the response that she had predicted. As soon as Tempest got close, Elke reached out, grasped Tempest by her shoulders, and then swept a leg to take Tempest's legs out from under her. Elke ended up lying crosswise across Tempest who was lying on her back gasping for air.
Tempest did not lie still for long, though. She was extremely competitive, which had served her well as an attorney. She quickly arched her back and tossed Elke to her ankles before scrambling out from underneath and pouncing on the blonde.
Kate had been watching all of this on a monitor in the control room. She had been expecting reluctance out of two tentative new slaves. Instead, she was seeing an erotic display of primal fury. She had to see this in person. She walked out of the control room and entered the gymnasium that had become an arena.
The two girls were on their feet again and were circling each other. One of the trainers looked at Kate for guidance but she just shook her head to tell him to do nothing.