All the audience at the showing were regulars. They were pleasantly surprised to see a new model that projected her sexuality even more as the costumes became less modest. I had no doubt that Angela would be a popular regular model with us and the final applause, as the three of us left the stage, was very encouraging. In my experience the finale usually set the mood for the sales that followed. An hour later, we knew that the clients loved the new format and most of the regulars asked if we were going to continue this from now on. Kent was very pleased and told me that he thought we should retain the new format and reduce our own workload. He went backstage to see Angela with the news that she had a regular job if she wanted it.
The following weeks saw Angela and Caroline in serious training to show the new range of gear, alternating with Cat and I as we changed the format to suit four different models. Our understudies were soon able to coax the audience into increasing their orders, just as they did when Cat and I showed the garments exclusively.
The takeover of the restaurant had happened only three weeks ago but it hadn't affected Angela's duties. She organised everything so well that after the redevelopment work started Lance was able to spare time with Kate to supervise their minor changes to our plan. The main kitchen and bar facilities were upgraded to suit the operation of a separate reception lounge from the restaurant. This saved expensive duplication and additional staff. Her idea of having an evening once a week for the local business people took off well and proved more profitable than anybody expected. Many of the business people became regular customers during the rest of the week on a new membership discount system that she devised. At a time of the year when staffing had been retrenched under Darren's management, Angela had increased the hours of her casual staff to full time work.
Although the initial weeks of redevelopment were rather hectic for all of us, I still found time to arrange for Karl to spend a few days with us on his next visit. He had kept in touch regularly and was looking forward to meeting all the members of our family. I organised his arrival in such a way that Cat and I could spend all day with him for five consecutive days, before our commitment to the next showing.
Angela didn't know about anything our intimate friendship with Kurt so it was a perfect opportunity to test Angela's resolve to please us. The pleasure in humiliation is a strange phenomenon, entirely subjective and having its roots deep within our human psyche. I suspected that Angela would be more like me and challenge herself to accept Kent's control in an otherwise untenable situation.
"Kent has our biggest buyer arriving this week." I mentioned. "You know, the one that Kent showed me off to last time he was here."
"Do you normally entertain him that way?" She asked, excitedly.
The lurid details that I had told her had inflamed her imagination.
"I hope so." I paused "Perhaps you could help me this time? Remember, you can always refuse."
"If you can do it, so can I." She laughed lightly. "You made it sound like a lot of fun."
Thursday morning, I made sure Angela was kept busy at Lakeside while Cat and I went to the Airport to meet Kurt and brought him to Rome for his stay. We put his luggage in the boathouse before taking him to the morning showing of lingerie and swimwear, where Angela was due to model before the afternoon BDSM showing at 2pm.
Kent entertained him during the lunch break and introduced Kurt to Angela as an important client who stocked our entire product range, making sure that she knew the importance of pleasing Kurt in every way possible. It had been the first time that Kent had personally introduced her to any client. I told her that Kurt always loved to gently tease my nipples, albeit discretely, and I expected him to do the same with her.
"No worries." She confided. "He's quite a catch." She giggled.
Halfway through the show I was pleased to note that Angela appeared more sexually excited that usual and was constantly aroused on her return to the dressing room. Kent asked Angela to stay in costume while we dealt with the orders, telling her that he would call her when he was ready. I changed into my toga and helped out while we took orders and dealt with all the regular buyers until only Kurt remained in the room with Kent and I. Angela looked nervous when I asked her to come out into the auditorium and take instructions from Kent. By now, she had some idea of what may lay ahead.
Angela watched, wide eyed, as Kurt inspected my genitals and inserted his lubricated finger into my rectum. If Angela had any doubts that this pleased me, I'm sure that my reaction to his touch dispelled those doubts. Kurt then asked if Angela could take my place. Angela looked at me and I nodded imperceptibly. Obediently she lay back with her legs open and raised as Kurt lubricated her bottom, opened the lips of her vagina and flicked idly at her clit ring with his index finger. Angela moaned with pleasure and relaxed as Kurt expertly brought her to orgasm. She peaked, then lay shuddering, Kurt turned to Kent, complementing him on finding such a gorgeous new model.
"Is she fully experienced yet?" He smiled at me. "Like Mistress Barbara and Cathy."
"Still in training at this point." Kent replied as he took off his shirt. "She seems to like you. Perhaps you can help?" He invited.
Her determination to please came perilously close to faltering when Kurt asked Kent, in somewhat cruder terms, if he might penetrate her bottom with his penis. As the two men discussed the merits of anal sex and their various techniques she tried desperately to make eye contact with me. While Kurt had been removing his clothing in order to penetrate Angela, she had noticed Kent being brought to his full erection by my oral technique. Kurt hadn't needed any additional help as Angela's vulnerable naked body had already provided quite enough. He advanced toward her with a contented smile on his face. Now naked and ready for action, his engorged penis appearing larger by his lack of pubic hair, there could be no doubt in her mind of his intention.
Angela was horrified when I assumed a suitable position on the next table, ready for anal penetration and smiled at her. She tried to see what was happening but was told to remain in her present position in one of Kent's most commanding voices.
"We don't want to upset Mr Weller now, do we? Just when you are doing so well."
"No Master!" She replied weakly, as Kurt positioned himself for anal entry. She was fighting back the tears of frustration that I knew her to be feeling by now. I had instructed her well and as Kurt entered her trembling bottom she put her faith in me to the ultimate test. I had always emphasised that faith in her Master's judgement was expected without question. I also require a degree of domination by someone I respect in order to submit to something that I may find degrading at first. The pride and the sense of accomplishment that I feel afterward surpasses description. The reasons for these phenomena eluded me but I could tell that it was the same for Angela. As Kurt gently pressed his penis fully inside her bottom, Angela gasped and climaxed unashamedly before our eyes. The newly released tension had left her limp and powerless. The frightened confusion in her eyes had been replaced by helpless acceptance. Kurt gradually became more animated in his movements and then ejaculated deep inside her.
By this time Kent was rewarding me in the usual way with small but sensual movements, the full length of his inflamed penis lodged in my bottom. I was unable to see Angela's face at this point and of course my concentration was fully occupied by my own pleasure until Kent finally erupted within me.
Poor Angela was waiting for further direction, long after Kurt had withdrawn his penis, still in the same humiliating position. She was almost in tears as the events of the last half-hour or so sank in.
I had asked Kurt to play along with our little test until later that night so he had left Angela like that while he went into the dressing room to clean himself up. He was fully dressed by the time Kent and I finished making love.
Kurt thanked Kent for his hospitality, as if he had just finished a cup of coffee, and left the room without a backward glance at Angela. Kent showered next while I helped Angela to her feet and kissed her. "I'm so proud of you for not using the safe word." I glowed.
She picked up her shoes and followed me into the dressing room. She looked miserable and confused. Angela perked up slightly after I showered with her and told her how much she had pleased me and even more importantly, Kent. She had many mixed feelings as she sought my reassurance that Kurt was indeed as free of disease as he claimed to be and asked for my advice.
"Kent doesn't normally allow unprotected penetration if he's not absolutely sure of the safety in allowing it to happen, darling." I smiled wistfully and told her all about my night at the Club and how I later found out exactly what happened. I swore her to secrecy. I was actually playing for time because I knew that Kent would be taking Kurt back to Rome. Perhaps he would even be showing him around his mansion on the other side of the lake.
Angela was unusually quiet when we all drove home later. She didn't even ask to call in at the restaurant on the way, as she normally did. She helped Cat in the kitchen while I excused myself to go for a swim in the lake. Kurt wasn't in the boathouse so I took the ski boat over to Kent's house and picked him up.
Angela was flabbergasted when I walked into the house with Kurt, now naked, as we all were. I introduced him as our dearest friend from Australia.
"You're not even a client? She gasped without thinking. Then she laughingly hugged him. "Was it as good for you as it was for me?"
