This is a work of fiction, inspired by a story I read a long time ago on another site. While the series is set in the Gay Male category, this chapter contains elements of Group Sex, Interracial Love, and Exhibitionist & Voyeur. All characters are over the legal age of 18 and any descriptions of real people are coincidental and unintentional. Enjoy.
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Two days after the wild foursome, Jack and Clay arrived at the stables for Clay's new interim job as a stable hand. Miguel was tending to a horse, wearing a pair of leather chaps and work boots, along with what looked like a C-string, which covered his cock and balls, likely as a precaution when dealing with animals. Clay felt his cock harden at the sight of the man who days earlier split his ass apart and made him cum in buckets. The two men watched as Miguel finished his work and turned to greet them.
"Welcome. Clay, strip." He said, pointing to Clay's clothes.
After a moment's hesitation, Clay did as ordered, stripping off his clothes. He stood before Miguel stark naked and eager to please, his hard-on pointing straight up. Miguel smirked as he walked over and grabbed Clay's cock in his hand, jerking him for a minute, before he released the cock and spanked his ass, hard, causing Clay to let out an audible yelp. Jack heard a few small giggles and turned to see Lena and Lois standing a few feet away, smirking at the red handprint on Clay's ass from Miguel's spanking.
"Come, you'll be shadowing me today," Miguel told Clay, pulling him around the stables. Jack followed, eager to see what Miguel meant. Miguel led Clay into a small office where he had another pair of chaps, boots, and a C-string waiting. Clay immediately put on the chaps and boots and was about to put the C-string on when Miguel told him to leave it.
"Allow me." He said before he grabbed ahold of Clay's cock once more and jerked him hard until he came all over his hand. Miguel then brought his hand up to Clay's mouth and said, "Clean me up."
Clay did as instructed. When he was finished, Miguel put the C-string on him, adding, "Next time, you will come to work dressed in your attire, or you will not come at all. Understood?"
Clay nodded. Miguel smiled, "For the rest of today, I will instruct you on the duties and responsibilities you will be tasked with. If you hesitate to complete a task, you will be spanked. If you do not complete a task within the allotted time, you will be spanked. If you do a half-assed job..."
"I get spanked," Clay said.
"You get fingered!" Miguel said, "If you talk back to me, you will be spanked hard with a riding crop. After today, you will be at work on the dot at 6 AM, no question. And do not expect to satisfy any urges while on the job. You are here to work, not fuck. Any oral, anal, or hands-on punishments I hand out are for disciplinary purposes only, despite being sexual. Am I understood?"
"Yes, sir," Clay said, saluting.
Miguel smirked, "Good. Come, let us begin. Jack, you may go. Enjoy your day." He said, moving to close the door. Jack nodded and left, where he was joined by Lois and Lena as they had stayed where they were standing. They pulled him into an embrace and kissed him on the lips once before pulling him into stride alongside them.
"So, who was that cutie?" asked Lena, smirking, "The one who stripped?"
"That's Clay, my partner." said Jack, "The one who broke up my wedding."
"What's he doing here?" asked Lois, curiously.
"Proving to me that he can be trusted," Jack said, folding his arms.
"And can he?" asked Lena.
"I haven't decided, yet," Jack answered.
"How is he going to prove himself trustworthy?" asked Lois, pulling his arms apart and taking his palm into hers.
"By working for Miguel. I guess Miguel thinks that by making him do manual labour, he'll be able to follow orders." Said Jack, "Personally, I think having him do tasks isn't enough."
"I agree." Said Lena, "Make him be a personal fuck-toy."
"That won't work!" Jack said, stopping, "Fucking around got us into this mess, more sex isn't going to get him out of it. Miguel and Trevor think that by being a good employee and doing exactly what he's told, without hesitation or regret, he can prove worthy of earning my trust again."
"Does that mean you've decided not to fuck us, anymore?" Lena asked, pouting.
Jack smiled and pulled her in for a kiss, "Not in the slightest." He said, "Tell me, are there any other areas in this resort that you haven't showed me, or given me insight on?"
Lena smiled broadly, "You saw the spa, did you see the playrooms?"
Jack smirked, "You mean BDSM dungeons?"
Lena smiled, "Exactly those."
"I've never tried it." Jack said, "But let's see how well I fair."
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While Jack was experimenting with bondage, and Clay was handling some stable work, Linda and Gloria's plane landed, and the two of them, flanked by four large ex-firemen, collected their baggage and made their way to their rental cars. Jamal walked ahead with the women and they talked in hushed tones about their plans and strategies for getting into the hotel and beyond the front desk. They agreed on the fifth idea they came up with.
An hour or so later, they executed their plans.
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Trevor excused himself from the front desk, leaving Maggie in charge. Several guests walked past, wearing bikinis and swim trunks as she busied herself. She absentmindedly saw bare flesh and was somewhat titillated when she realized a pair of men walked by stark naked and she was able to see their asses as they entered the elevator from the resort's common area. She grinned as the elevator doors closed, just as the front doors opened.
She saw a dozen black men enter the lobby with two women leading the charge. Something about the two women made her uneasy, either the smug looks on their faces, or the batons strapped to their belts, but regardless, she picked up a walkie-talkie and spoke into it in a soft tone.
"I may need security at the front desk." She said, just as the first of the dozen men stepped up. He immediately grabbed the walkie-talkie and shook it from her grasp.
"Give me that!" The man growled, wrenching the walkie-talkie out of her hand and smashing it on the ground. He then pulled out a 9mm handgun and pointed it in her face, "On the ground, now!"
Maggie took a step back and complied, falling to her hands and knees while trying not to panic. The man walked around the front desk and pulled her away. She struggled as she was pulled until she was in full view of the others. One of the women gave the man with the gun a stern look.
"Jamal, that's enough!" She said, "Put the gun down. I'm sure...Maggie, here, won't cause any trouble as long as she cooperates. Won't you?"
Maggie nodded her head repeatedly, "Please, don't hurt me! I just work here!" She begged.
The woman smiled, though her smile was anything but sympathetic, "Oh, sweetie, you don't just work here, you take full advantage of the surroundings here." She said, "I can see it in your eyes. I saw the two nudists walk by you as we entered. I saw the sly grin. You like being naked among the common folk, catching naked flesh here and there! Deep down, you're a fucking slut. Do you know what happens to sluts?"
Maggie shook her head. The woman then answered, "They get fucked by big black cocks, repeatedly, and without mercy, until the slut is begging for more." She then snapped her fingers, and three men at her heel stepped forward, unbuckling their belts as they moved.
Maggie realized what they were going to do and let out an ear-piercing scream, just as the elevator doors opened. Four security guards entered, stun guns pulled when they heard the scream and entered the lobby. The three men with now open pants took a step back and the rest of them scattered.
The two women bolted for the doors to the resort, while the man with a gun raised it to the security guards, only for one of them to point and shoot his stun gun. Jamal fell in a heap and convulsed as the taser activated. He jerked for a minute then lay still. The guards then surveyed the room, as one knelt to Maggie's side. The other two conveyed the situation to the remainder of the security personnel and sent out an alert for the resort to go into lockdown. A minute later, Trevor walked in and demanded to know what was going on.
Maggie, who had calmed down, told him what happened, and described the women and their entourage. Trevor listened, then paused when Maggie described the two women. He then looked at the picture on the front desk, the one that Jack had shown him of his ex-fiance, and showed Maggie.
"Was this one of the women?" He asked.
Maggie's eyes widened, "Yes!" She shouted, "She told me I was a slut and needed to be fucked by big black men until I was begging for more."
Trevor growled then turned to the security guards, "Full alert. No one enters or leaves the resort! Find Jack and inform him that his ex is in the facility. As of right now, he's in charge of security!" He then turned to the other guard, standing over Jamal, "Secure this one in my office, handcuff him to the chair and strip him. As soon as he's alert, I want to know about it. I'm going to find Clay. Maybe he can shed some light on why his wife and Jack's ex are here."
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"Yes, master! Harder!" Lena screamed as Jack spanked her with a riding crop. She was naked and hanging in the air on a set of ropes, tied up with her legs and arms constricted, her pussy spasming in orgasm as Jack spanked her ass again.
Jack was also naked, but he was sporting a harness around his chest, along with a belt around his waist, which held a few gadgets, including a dildo and a paddle. Lois stood at his side, massaging his cock and fingering his ass while he spanked Lena. His cock was hard, aided by a large metal cock ring at its base. Jack's spare hand was clamped around Lois' ass, squeezing and pinching her at random points.
"Scream for me, slave. Tell me how much you want my cock." Jack said in a commanding voice.
"I want your cock, master!" Lena screamed, "I want it so fucking much!"
"Language, girl!" Jack snapped, bringing the riding crop to her shoulder, "Bad girls use that kind of language. Good girls beg for cock! Are you a good girl?"
