Paradise Isle Their Deal Pt 14

Paradise Isle, Their Deal Pt. 14

(Fetish, pierce, chastity, consensual, Ponyplay, BDSM, Paradise Isle)

The Party

By ChangeYourPassword

Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. It is a story of sexual fantasies and fetishes. These sexual practices are not for everyone, but those of us who delve into them understand the allure. The characters in the story certainly do. If you enjoy this story and the fetishes involved, great. If not, please forget the whole thing.

Read the previous parts The Deal, first.

Work that week was hectic, there was a lot going on. Challenges with projects, customers and staff. Hailey was so busy, she forgot all about her concerns over Annette, and the potential for exposure.

Victoria was also very busy, so it wasn't until Friday that the pair were able to go out for their weekly lunch date.

As Victoria finished parking in the restaurant's lot, for their weekly get-together, she reached over and grabbed Hailey's hand, interrupting her efforts at undoing her seatbelt.

"Leave your jacket in the car, today."

"Oh, Victoria, everyone will see."

"That's the idea, my love. But the best part is I will see, and appreciate the enthralling sight. Much more than the other diners."

That day, beneath her blazer, Hailey had only worn a white cotton T-shirt top. It was short-sleeved, thin and clingy. It would hardly cover her nipple jewelry collection, and the short sleeves would put her wrist cuffs on display, as well.

"Come on, Hailey. You know you'll enjoy showing off. The folks in there will love the sight of you!"

Hailey couldn't help but be excited by the prospect, but she was still nervous. She didn't want to make a big scene. She knew it was silly, but she worried that some sex-craved dolt might jump up and attack her. She could picture a riot breaking out, followed by police and a news flash. Oh, God!

But nothing like that happened as they walked in and took a table against the wall, settling in to eat. She had left her cover behind, and was feeling terribly self-conscious, but also excited.

She tried to act naturally, and focus on her friend, while ignoring all the stares, but she couldn't help occasionally glancing around to see if the other diners were ogling her. They were...

Victoria leaned in close, and whispered in Hailey's ear, "Every guy's cock is hard, and a lot of the women's pussies are wet. Doesn't that turn you on?"

It did, but she wasn't about to admit to it.

At last, they finished and headed out. Again, Hailey felt every eye in the place locked onto her.

She was more comfortable with the gawkers, than when they'd entered. She told herself that she should be ashamed, but she wasn't. She was actually enjoying the attention.

As they walked out to her car, Victoria giggled. "Don't deny it. You enjoyed that, didn't you?"

"Yes," Hailey acknowledged, hesitantly. She really had.

Back at the office, Victoria reminded her. "Come early tomorrow. It'll be chaotic getting loaded up, and we need to hit the road and get there while there's still parking available for the oversized RV."

"Okay."

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Saturday morning, nervous, Hailey packed a bag with some traveling clothes, toiletries and makeup. She assumed that for the big party, she'd want to look her best. Silvia would certainly expect it.

Connor just brought his toiletries. He wasn't going anywhere.

He drove the familiar route back to Victoria's house early, before most folks were up.

The plans called for them to have a nice breakfast together before the women headed out, leaving him behind to relax and enjoy Victoria's estate, alone. He packed his electronics and planned to just enjoy some quiet time. The girls would be back by mid-day on Sunday.

They arrived far earlier than normal and Daisey let them in. She was already in full harness, but without her bit.

"Victoria will be out in a minute," she said, as she left them in the entrance hall to run off to take care of some task.

When Hailey began stripping off her dress, Connor asked, "must we?"

"What? Strip?"

"Yes. It's not like we're going to spend the weekend enjoying the sunshine. Sutton and Myla will be here, soon and then you girls will be taking off."

Hailey looked at him, slyly. "And they'll be dressed."

"Well, yes," he admitted.

"Oh, come on Connor, they've already seen you - all of you. And besides, even though we'll all be leaving, you'll be staying to enjoy the sunshine."

He sighed and stripped.

When Victoria joined them, they were both in the kitchen, naked per usual and starting on breakfast with Daisey's support.

She stepped right up and kissed the two of them, lovingly, first Hailey and then Connor, who was surprised but enjoyed it nonetheless.

"Connor, you're missing something. Oh, that's right your bells."

He groaned.

"Oh hush, be a good boy," she said as she stepped out to find them.

A minute later she returned and happily fastened them to his nipple rings. He tried to protest, but she ignored him.

When they were in place, hanging on his chest she stood back and smiled. "I love Hailey's, and yours too."

The food was just about ready when they heard the sound of a heavy vehicle from the front of the house.

Sutton and Myla were just in time to share a friendly breakfast, before all of the women began a frantic effort to prepare for their big party trip. All their luggage, piles of bedding and cartons of food and drink had to be loaded into the big RV, that Sutton and Myla had picked up and driven over.

Connor had decided to just stay out of their way. He didn't want to be their pack horse, so found a quiet corner and settled in. He cranked up his laptop, and intended to get a little work done, and a lot of porn surfing. Why not?

Almost an hour later he detected a distinct slowing of all the activity, so he wandered out to the front to find everyone standing around, ready for boarding.

Stepping over, he grabbed Hailey and pulled her into a hug and kiss. She seemed nervous, and unsure. "You'll be fine. Have a good time. I'm sure Victoria will make ensure nothing bad happens."

"I wish you were coming along," she mumbled.

"What? As a pet boy; a sissy? No thanks."

She giggled. "You'd be fine, Silvia would take care of you."

"Yah, right."

She took a deep breath to calm herself, and after one more kiss followed the others into the RV.

He waved as they pulled away.

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Amongst the women, from the very beginning, a party attitude prevailed. Sutton drove while the other girls opened a bottle of wine and began lounging, drinking and laughing in the back of the bus.

Hailey couldn't help but join in. Even the jangling of her bells added to the fun, as the others giggled at their music, and complimented her on her contribution to their merry atmosphere.

Victoria split her time between keeping their driver company, and cuddling with Hailey, on one of the couches built into the vehicle.

"You'll have so much fun at the party," she told her encouragingly on several occasions. And Hailey hoped that was true.

Hailey grew irritated though, form the constant jangle of her bells. Every time the big RV hit a serious bump, some or all of her bells jingled, and the girls laughed.

She tried to distract herself by watching the traffic, the countryside and the small towns they passed. That was all very peaceful.

She was startled and then relieved when she spotted several teenagers, standing along the road, watching the traffic, and she realized that the RV's big windows were too darkly tinted for them to see inside.

Even Silvia seemed happy and excited, and she too visited with Hailey, surprising her with a loving kiss, similar to those of her older sister.

When Sutton called out that they were only an hour away, Silvia returned to where Hailey was sitting. She carried a cloth bag that looked heavy.

"Hailey, I have a couple of additions to your jewelry set. Since you're going to be my date, I'm afraid you're going to find them a little kinkier than you're used to. Just play along and you'll be fine."

Hailey got scared, wondering what Silver had in mind, so she sat there warily, waiting to see what the woman came up with.

"First, you must have a leash. All slave girls wear them at events like this one."

I should have known. Hailey thought.

She sat still as Silvia attached the leash to the ring on her collar. "Don't worry, this one isn't permanent. It's just for our date."

She gave the chain a little tug, to get her to stand, and warned. "Don't forget, the leash laws apply."

Hailey remembered, so she moaned. "Really?"

"Absolutely." Silvia confirmed with a giggle. Then she dug into her bag again and pulled out a pair of cuffs similar to the ones on Hailey's wrists. "These fit on your arms, snuggly, just above your elbows so they won't slide off."

Hailey thought they looked like the slave girl bands from the movies. Not a surprising addition...

Once they were in place, Silvia pulled her left arm down to her side and fastened the new arm band to the strap that circled her chest as part of her semi-bra. Then despite her protests, Silvia fastened the other arm.

Hailey found that she couldn't move her arms away from her body. She could only bend at the elbow to lift her hands.

"Silvia, I don't like this at all. I'm not into bondage. I won't be able to do anything."

"Hush!"

Hailey was steaming as Sivia then firmly grabbed first one wrist and attached it to her thigh band. That arm was now totally useless. Secured down her side, unmovable.

"What the fuck?" she cursed, as looked around for Victoria, looking for some support, but she was up front in the passenger seat, watching the road, ignoring whatever was going on behind her.

"Damn it, Silvia! Stop that."

Silvia stopped what she was doing and frowned at her. "If you're going to accompany me tonight, you have to learn to behave." She then turned and dug in to her bag, coming away with a frigging ball gag. Hailey recognized the thing and started to turn away, but Silvia had ahold of her leash with her other hand and she yanked her back, while she held the gag up in front of her mouth. "Open wide."

Hailey shook her head, emphatically 'no'.

Silvia though, experienced with recalcitrant girls, dropped the leash and hooked a couple of fingers through her nose ring and lifted. It hurt and Hailey gasped, as she was forced to tilt her head up and back, opening her mouth. Thrashing made it hurt worse!

With her mouth open it was easy for Silvia to cram the ball in. Silvia wasted no time in buckling its strap behind Hailey's head. While she was still in shock from being gagged, Silvia grabbed her remaining free hand and secured it to her other thigh.

Hailey was now helpless and gagged. And angry as a swarm of bees, from a disturbed nest.

Silvia though, was calm and in control. She again grabbed hold of the leash and spoke while staring into Hailey's face.

"Hailey, relax. You'll be fine. It's just for the party. I'll release you afterwards. I know you're not a real slave and you're certainly not mine." She paused to chuckle for a moment. "You may be my sister's, but not for tonight's festivities.

"So, if you'll just calm down, and play along, I'll take out the gag. But first you must promise me to be a good girl, and a quiet one."

She waited for a few minutes, to let it all sink in. She understood that Hailey had never played these games before and she knew it would be difficult for her, but she wasn't about to give her a choice in the matter.

Eventually Hailey did calm down. She hated it, but she realized she had no choice, at least for the time being. She hoped that Victoria would come to her rescue when she found out what was happening. In the meantime, she was starting to drool around the damn gag, and that was gross, and childish.

She took a deep breath, through her nose, and dropping her head resignedly, nodded.

Silvia smiled. "You agree to at least pretend to be my slave girl for the duration of tonight's party?

"You might decide you like it; you know. A lot of girls have come to enjoy being my slave."

Hailey looked at her skeptically. But nodded again, anyway.

"Alright. Now turn around."

Hailey followed Silvia's order, and turned.

"Good girl," Silvia said as she reached up and unfastened the gag's strap.

"Now, turn back."

Hailey, turned, and was relieved when Silvia pulled the ball out of her mouth. The thing was all wet with her spit - gross and some of it dribbled down her chin.

Silvia suddenly became all loving and motherly, she grabbed a handful of tissues from a nearby counter and delicately dabbed the mess from her slave's face.

"There you go, little girl, all clean. Now there's just a couple more things we need to take care of."

She gave a gentle tug on Hailey's leash, pulling her toward a bench seat. "Have a seat, right there, my pet."

Hailey did as she was told, but it occurred to her that she was now following the infernal woman's orders, and being called 'slave' and 'pet' and 'little girl'. Damn!

Silvia knelt down between her legs. "I see that your pussy is still locked closed. Victoria tells me that everything's going well, with you like that. You're, Okay?"

"Yes."

"Don't miss cocks?"

"I do."

"What?"

"Miss cocks," she replied, frustrated at Silvia's game.

"That's gross, but I suppose we should open you back up again for tonight. I do want to show you off."

Hailey sighed, resigned. At least she might be able to get fucked once they got home. She'd even unlock Connor, so she could feel a real cock inside her. That would be nice.

She sat there as she felt Silvia working to unlock and open her pussy. As before it felt weird to be spread open like that. Especially since she'd been locked closed for so long.

Finished, Silvia sat back onto her heels and examined Hailey's open pussy. She seemed pleased by the sight. Hailey though, was just embarrassed.

Humming happily, Silvia dug something else out of her bag and then leaned in to attach one of the short little bars to the studs of her thigh bands. Locking her legs together. That was a first. Victoria hadn't tried them out yet.

When Silvia turned to grab something else, Hailey tried to spread her legs, and found that she couldn't with her thighs held so closely together. And with her them held so close, and her pussy lips spread there was some discomfort there, in her crotch.

She also realized that she wouldn't be able to take full strides and walk. She'd have to shuffle along stepping only a few inches at a time. Shit!

When Silvia turned back, she had another pair of cuffs in her grasp. They had a length of chain, about a foot long connecting them, and she proceeded to attach them to her ankles.

"There, now you're a proper and complete slave girl." Silvia said happily.

Hailey smirked. "Kind of redundant, isn't it?"

Silvia frowned up at her and slapped her thigh. It stung!

"Hush, slave girl. Speak only when spoken to, and call me 'Mistress', whenever you address me. Not Silvia, or Silver, or 'hey you'. Just Mistress."

She slapped her other thigh for emphasis. "Got it?"

Hailey started crying. Not from the pain, or the humiliation, Daisey and Myla had been sitting watching, while Sutton was up front driving, with Victoria. She was crying because of the frustration she was feeling. So helpless at the hands of the mean Mistress.

Silvia herself, calmed down, too. "Oh, come on, it won't be that bad. I'll take good care of you. I want you comfortable and looking good to model my jewelry," she said lovingly as she reached up to stroke the side of Hailey's face.

"I bet some of the folks there will have seen your pictures, and will be overjoyed to see you in person."

Hailey hated that idea, too. She didn't want to be famous for being so very decorated, and certainly didn't want the whole world to see her body. But when she thought about that, she got a sudden thrill. Her exhibitionism was shining through. ARG!

Silvia left her there for a moment while she dug out something else. Probably another torture device to saddle her with, Hailey thought dejectedly.

And when Silvia turned back, she decided she had been right. Silvia had a pair of golden sandals in her hands, and the shoes had something like five-inch spike heels!

She proceeded to buckle the things onto Hailey's feet.

"I'll never be able to walk in them." Hailey complained.

Silvia frowned, and this time slapped her right breast! Ouch!

"What did you say, slave girl?"

Hailey got the message. "I'm sorry, Mistress, but I'm not used to walking in heels this tall. With my legs restrained, I'll probably fall on my ass."

"Well, you'd better be careful then. We wouldn't want you to trip and break something would we? The ambulance ride and the hospital could be very embarrassing, dressed as you are."

Oh shit! Hailey thought. That would be a terribly humiliating disaster.

"You can practice, walking up and down isle for the rest of the drive.

"We're done for now, anyway, so you can start right this minute," she declared as she pulled Hailey to her feet using the leash.

Slowly and carefully, Hailey began walking heel-to-toe down the center aisle, encouraged by Silvia and Miya who was also monitoring to ensure she didn't fall over and hurt herself.

Back and forth she went. Gaining a little confidence as she practiced. It was made even more difficult by not having arms to hold onto things, or catch herself if she stumbled.

Victoria had finally turned in her seat to check on them, and she wound up watching as well. "She does look spectacular, Silver," she said, impressed.

"I know, right?" Myla said. She was glad it wasn't her.

"Alright, my girl, that's enough for now. Sit back and relax. I'll redo your makeup once we're parked in the lot. Until then remember you're leashed."

And with that she walked toward the front of the RV and began talking to her sister.

Hailey sat there trying to come to terms with her new state and status. She was indeed helpless. Her arms were tightly secured to her sides, her hands useless. And she would only be able to barely walk.'

And under the leash laws, at the grand party she was going to be led around like a puppy, by her owner.

When she glanced over at Myla, she looked entertained by the whole thing, and Daisey just shrugged.

She again started hoping that Victoria would put a stop to it all, but when she looked up to where Victoria was in conversation with Silvia, her Mistress, they were talking together and laughing, and there was no sign that she would make any changes.

Shit, shit, shit!

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Hailey remained sitting on the bench, leash laws applied, so she couldn't move, for a while, brooding and trying to come to terms with her new slave girl status, until Daisey came over with a glass of wine.

Victoria had freed her hands and removed her bit so she could join the others in getting motivated for the big party. Other than Sutton the designated driver, all of them been sipping wine as they watched the country pass by.

The ponygirl sat down next to her, and held up her glass. "Want a sip?"

Hailey looked up at her, but didn't say anything, she was still feeling too sorry for herself to want to do or say anything.

Daisey smiled, kindly. "Hailey, relax. It isn't that bad. You'll survive this little trip. Now take a sip."

She held her glass to Hailey's lips and tipped it up slowly. Hailey drank, she had to. But she also appreciated the kindness.

"Good girl." Daisey said, pleased.

"Now, please, listen to me. I know this was a shock, but it's nothing permanent. When we get home you go back to being Victoria's girlfriend and Connor's wife and keyholder. And if you want you can forget all about this."