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As I got into the taxi with my BBW to go to our hotel I had a very worrying thought. The night before I spent the night with Olivia, an older influential guest, who degraded me and created a situation of her being in charge and me doing as she pleased. This included kissing her feet and ass and the night ended with her urinating on me. What if Christine wanted such a relationship with me?

She had told me I needed to learn how to please a woman. Was being completely subservient and dominated what she meant? I lusted for my BBW girl and fantasised over grabbing her huge ass and sucking her massive breasts but I didn't want to worship her body or be like a slave for her. I had no submissive fantasies and Christine had never shown any inclination that this was what she had desired either.

My worries were soon put to one side when we had 4 amazing days together. The dynamic of her being in charge continued but in a quietly confident way rather than the more sadistic way Olivia had acted. The hotel was nicer than the previous ones I had been to. We had 4 days of amazing sex, food, drinks, everything. I continued to hit the gym hard and tried to better myself for her in every way I knew how. Even better news was we were to be on the next cruise together and Christine said we'd be together the whole time.

The next cruise was great. I worked my job and other than when I went to the gym I was with Christine the whole time. I couldn't imagine being with anybody else. The muscular guy Christine had had some sort of a relationship with was on the trip but as we got on the ship I saw Christine blank him and to both of us he didn't exist. My path never crossed with his. It felt like Christine was all mine and I had to make sure I made it permanent.

But for now I had to bide my time. Christine had spoken before of the end game and that there was a plan but had never expanded on what this meant. As we stayed together in another hotel after the cruise Christine was working hard on organising various future trips. Most of the time she dealt with everything calmly and took charge but once in a while things got to her a bit. She was on the phone on the balcony and I was half asleep after we'd had sex for the God knows how many times in the last fortnight when she came in and said we needed to talk and asked me onto the balcony.

I sat down on the balcony sun lounger after pouring Christine a drink and anxiously waited for her to tell me what was happening.

"OK, lots to tell you and I need you to listen." This didn't sound good.

"My mum is ill and I need to go home for a bit. My sister is looking after her the best she can but they can never take care of things so I need to go sort everything out. The last 2 weeks have been amazing and I will come out to visit you as much as I can."

She took a long sip of her drink but I got the feeling she didn't want me to say anything. She had said so little to me about her life and I wanted to know more.

"I told you previously about there being an end game. I used to work your standard everyday jobs when I was around your age and I just wasn't going to really get anywhere in life doing this. I could work hard or marry well but I needed more. I need to control my destiny. So I took a job for a small cruise ship company and in time started running things, even though I am not completely on top. The company has grown massively and I have received a small percentage of the profits. I started off by buying my mum a house and recently one for my sister.

"But now it's my turn. I want to buy a house and create the life I want in the city. I am happy to do this for the next few months or so but not forever. I am not saying my adventures are over. I just don't want to go home and work 40 hours a week and have 5 weeks holiday a year. But I know I also want a man who wants the same things and is willing to make things happen. I am starting to think you might be that person. You have some work to do but are you still willing to go for it?"

I was over the moon and knew I was one step closer to making her mine. I knew life with Christine would be exciting and she knew how to get the most out of life. I ended the relationship with my college girlfriend because of the exact reasons Christine had just pointed out. I didn't want a boring job or to dedicate my time to paying off a mortgage or any of that. I wanted to make life happen and I told her so. She gave me a passionate kiss.

"There's a woman nearby that wants some companionship. She's nothing like Olivia. She's friendly enough and quite attractive. She just wants some attention. Treat her like royalty but act like you want to be with her and she will tip well. If we do this then getting that life we want will be ours in no time."

I didn't want to be with anyone else but I wanted the life Christine had described and I wasn't willing to work for 10 years to make it happen. I told her I would do it and she gleefully embraced me and told me everything would be great. I just had to keep a positive attitude and be there for her. Christine was on top of me kissing me and despite the fact we'd had sex just an hour ago I thought we were ready to go again.

"Dammit, we can't," she said. "My flight home leaves in a few hours and I need to get ready."

With that she frantically went to our room and started packing before scribbling a bunch of notes on a piece of paper for me. She then gave me a room key and a card for a hotel and told me to stay there inbetween trips. She gave me a quick kiss and rushed off. Just like that I was alone. I picked up the piece of paper and saw it had details of the address I was to go to the next day with my companion's name, Marie, her address and contact number and told me the details for the taxi and that it had already been paid for. I noticed there was no contact number for Christine. I didn't know her email address or have any way to contact her.

The next day I packed up my bags after breakfast and got a taxi to the address. I was nervous and was hoping it wouldn't be a repeat of the experience with Olivia. To my relief Marie came to the gate and enthusiastically greeted me. She was in her early 40s, quite slim and fixed herself up nicely. Her villa was quite small but nice and my time with Marie was pleasant enough. I listened to her, laughed at her jokes and when we had sex I made sure I was very attentive to her. I remembered Christine had mentioned me being there for someone else without thinking about my own gratification. I took this on board and made it all about her. It was like a holiday romance and although I wanted to be with Christine this wasn't a bad way to spend my time.

I hadn't heard from Christine and never mentioned her to Marie at all. I had no idea how long I was expected to stay with her. On our 10th night together Marie told me I was to go back to my hotel the following morning and she thanked me for our time together, though she didn't give me any money. When I got back to the hotel there was a letter there for me. It simply had the address details of the next place I was to go to stay the following day, this time a hotel.

This time my companion was Giulia. She was an Italian lady in her early 50s and like Marie, slim, with dark hair and fixed up well. She wore elegant clothing and had a sexy voice though her English wasn't perfect. It was a much less pleasant time than my stay with Marie. Giulia was a bit of an exhibitionist and loved to show off to the other guests that she was with a younger man. She loved kissing me in public, dancing with her hands all over me in the hotel bar and generally making herself the centre of attention.

I did my best to please her and be attentive to her in public and private but inside I didn't want to be there at all. She was a shallow bore and had nothing real to say but wanted constant conversation. It was an exhausting week and I was glad to hear she was flying home as again I had no idea how long we were to be together.

When I got back to my own hotel I was frustrated and tired. I hadn't seen Christine in over 2 weeks. The room was very small with no facilities. The only money I had was what I had saved from my time working in the restaurant where I had worked for the summer. I hadn't seen any money at all from my work on the cruises, other than a £100 tip, or my time with Olivia, Marie and Giulia. There was no note for me this time and I spent 2 days in my little sweat box of a room going out of my mind. For some reason I didn't want to go out and think it was because if there was any word from Christine I wanted to hear it straight away.

On the 3rd day I started to feel really low and started questioning what I was doing when Christine burst into my room. Before I had a chance to say anything she passionately kissed me and pushed me back onto the bed. Her hands were all over me and inbetween her pulling off our clothes and kissing me she told me she missed me and needed me. It was music to my ears and revitalised me. We made mad, passionate sex for 2 hours.

As I laid back dripping in sweat Christine couldn't take her eyes off me and put her arm round me as we fell asleep for a few hours. On waking up we showered and I kissed and cleaned every inch of her big, beautiful body. I just couldn't get enough of her and didn't want our time together to end. As we went back to bed she profusely apologised to me for not contacting me directly as she continuously kissed me. Like most things, Christine was great at apologising. She told me her mum was on the mend but she had to go back the next day. She told me she couldn't bear to go another day without seeing me so booked a quick trip over. It was so great seeing my girl again that I lost myself in the moment and forgot the last 2 frustrating days immediately.

I was happy to see Christine was still there when I woke up the next morning. She was half dressed and standing by the window. She was wearing a thin, pink nightdress that almost made her look naked to my tired eyes. She was looking out of the window and I could almost feel the melancholy from her eyes. We'd had such a fantastically passionate night and I'd woken up feeling happy, I realised Christine wasn't but knew it wasn't my fault. I walked up to her and gave her a deep kiss as she had to me so many times before. I could see a slight sadness in her eyes though she smiled at me. I remembered Christine mentioning me learning to be there for other people without my own gratification so I slowly got down on my knees and gently pulled her legs apart and pleasured her with my tongue. She quietly moaned with pleasure and held my head tightly as she came. I stood back up to be with her face to face and I could see the gratitude in her eyes so I gave her a cuddle and walked her back to the bed and sat her down.

I asked if she wanted anything and she kindly smiled at me and told me to shower before we go out for breakfast. At the cafe I wanted to show Christine I was there for her and wanted to know about her life so I asked how her mum was. She brushed off this topic of conversation and said she liked to keep her family life and relationships separate. I felt a surge of adrenaline at her mentioning us being in a relationship. I asked when her flight was and she changed the subject.

"Here's the thing. I have a lot of cruises coming up along with dealing with my family. To be honest I want to move on past the cruises and everyone on them."

She noticed a moment's sorrow in my eyes at this.

"Not you," She comforted me softly. "The owner of the cruise company is very grateful for my work and he has a successor in mind for me. It will take a few months of me training her and showing her how everything works and deal with all the pitfalls that come with organising these trips and the guests that frequent our services."

I immediately thought of Olivia and understood Christine wanting to move away from dealing with people like her.

"The boss has told me if I can arrange all the trips successfully for the rest of the year and train up the new girl then he'll make me a minor, silent partner of the company. This means I will get a very small percentage of all future profits without doing any work."

"That's fantastic," I told her and gave her a kiss.

"It is but we need money to get ourselves setup properly. I am going to be working on the cruises but your pay for these is not very much."

I hadn't been paid anything. She edged her seat more closely to me. I was intoxicated by her and quietly excited at her talking about us being in a relationship and making future plans. There really was an end game.

"I have seen a lot of improvement in you. Thank you for being there for me this morning. But there is still some work to do. Marie really liked you. Giulia did too but said you weren't attentive to her as much as you could be."

"I'm sorry, I did try but she was difficult to be with 24 hours a day." I was getting a bit defensive.

"I get that but there are times when you need to just be there for someone. Put your own feelings aside and just do it."

I nodded to show I understood.

"There's a woman who is friends with Olivia. She is aware of you and has asked to take care of you."

This sounded ominous. Take care of me?

"I am sorry but I am just not going to have time to organise your trips and everything. She knows the area well and can take charge and ensure you earn your fair share so we can start the next chapter."

I hated the sound of this but understood I had to earn money too. If she is friends with Olivia then I couldn't imagine this would be enjoyable for me. But I knew if I said no or even hesitated about this, the goodwill I had built up would be over. I had committed myself to making Christine mine and I was going to make sure it happens.

Christine hadn't asked me if I would do it but I told her I would. She laughed with happiness and excitement as she gave me a hug.

"It will only be for a few months and I will visit you every chance I get."

I smiled at how happy Christine was and that she would come and see me.

"How about I try to delay my flight by a day?"

We went back to the hotel and we excitedly made love after Christine got her flight changed. By the morning it felt like we were in a relationship and were now making plans for the future. Everything was coming together. I just had to make the next few months work and I, we, would have everything we wanted. We shared a taxi and Christine told me I would stay in a villa with Queen Caramel. Christine told me I had to be there for her fully. No half-hearted efforts or dramas, just be there for her and follow instructions. I felt a sense of dread at the whole situation plus the name Queen Caramel. As the car stopped Christine said she couldn't get out as she didn't want Queen Caramel to see her. Maybe seeing Christine would ruin the illusion for Queen Caramel that I wasn't hers.

I gave Christine a long hug inside the taxi and didn't want to let go. I got out of the car and grabbed my bags and went to the gate. I rang the bell and a deep, raspy voice answered with a slight French accent instructing me to come in and the gates opened. The walls were high and there was no way to see into the complex from outside. I walked towards the villa and saw there was a swimming pool big enough for a bit of a swim and a number of sun loungers nearby.

I got to the villa and there was a large double door with glass panels but dark curtains inside so you couldn't see inside. I opened the doors and the first thing I saw were the dark red painted walls and old style furniture, quite expensive. I looked around and there she was, lying on the sofa.

Queen Caramel was a large black woman, at least size 26, and she was wearing a thin black dress, tights and heels. She was wearing an expensive necklace and several rings. She had dark red lipstick and nail varnish on. She looked to be in her early 40s.

"Put down your bags and come here." Her voice was deep and commanding, slightly sexy.

I did as I was told and went to her. She stayed lying down, she wasn't going to move for me. Her sleeveless dress showed off her large, dark breasts and her long hair was silky and rested nicely on her shoulders. She pointed to the floor and I knew she wanted me to get down on my knees.

"Let me get a good look at you."

She looked into my eyes and as she smiled I saw her double chin move around. She lifted her head to one side and pulled her hair back and I instinctively followed what she wanted and kissed her on the neck. I went to hold her hips and kiss her on the cheek but she immediately pushed my hands down and gently pushed my face away and laughed.

"You need to learn to do what I want without me ever having to ask," she said, half laughing, half telling me.

"Now I will show you around."

I got up and followed her. Looking back it was strange that just a few months earlier I was having sex with some pretty hot women and felt in control but now I naturally followed an older woman, who isn't hot in the traditional sense, without a second's thought.

She took me outside to the pool area which had a 25 metre swimming pool plus a small circlular pool, an outside shower and there were several sun loungers around. She pointed out the kitchen which faced into the pool area so we could get drinks and food quickly and easily when outside. She then took me to the gym area which was basic but had enough equipment for a full and varied workout. She then took me past the bedrooms and let me know I wasn't to go into them without being instructed. Finally she took me to my room. It was a good sized room with a king-sized bed, some basic furniture and a small fridge. It had an en-suite bathroom and a door to a small outdoor area as well.

Queen Caramel then took out her phone and I saw her send a message. I looked around my room and wondered about what was to come but for now tried to get that optimistic feeling you get from the beginning of a holiday. I opened my wardrobe and saw a lot of clothes already inside that looked to be my size. There was a gentle knock on the door and a woman walked in, she appeared to be a housekeeper. She was in her early 20s, another large woman, with light brown skin and a cute smile. She had brought my bags with her and placed them by the bed.

She smiled at Queen Caramel with what I took to be genuine affection. Queen Caramel said a couple of words to her in a language I didn't understand but guessed was simply saying thank you. Queen Caramel summoned me over with her finger and introduced me to Lanea.

"She is Brazilian and doesn't speak English but is learning French and Spanish. She serves me, not you. You will treat her with kindness and respect, is that understood?"

For a second I almost stuttered as I wasn't sure whether to answer verbally or just nod my head. She moved towards me and gently pulled my head to her so my face was inches away from her large breasts and she whispered in my ear.

"When I ask you a simple question you either nod your head or answer 'yes my queen,' is that understood?"

"Yes, my queen," I whispered back.

She gently laughed and turned to Lanea and she spoke to her in either Spanish or Portuguese. I heard my name mentioned and I guessed she was introducing me. Lanea walked up to me and kissed me on both cheeks and gave me a warm hug. I felt myself getting a semi on. Queen Caramel gave Lanea some sort of instruction and Lanea eyed me up and down, smiling and left my room.

Queen Caramel sat back on the bed and told me to get down and kneel in front of her. She stroked my hair and looked down at me, she clearly loved being in the dominant position, even in conversation.

"Now I am going to talk and you are going to listen, this is a teaching moment. One secret to life you need to understand is every relationship has to be a two way relationship. Not equal but both people need to get something out of it. This can be between a boss and an employee, two friends, mother and son or... a queen and a peasant.