Sixth
Albert had been sent to the room. He had been there for almost two hours. It didn't seem fair that his wife Zofia was still mingling with the others at the party. But she was insistent that he get them a room, well that was not true; Albert had to pay for adjoining rooms. When he had obtained the keys he had given them to Zofia. She had given him one key back. Her instructions were for him to leave the key to his room in the door and they obey whoever came in. Albert knew what that meant. This was their sixth trip to The Lodge.
As Albert waited he resolved this would be his last trip to the Lodge. As he was contemplating his possible course of actions he heard the door open. Albert looked to see a woman step into the room. She closed the door and set the privacy lock.
In the dim light it was difficult to see her face fully, but Albert could see the outline of her body. She was not a tall woman and she was slender. As she walked closer the woman ignored Albert was she went to the door that connected to two suites. She opened it and went into the other room. With the door fully open she turned on the lights and moved the full size mirror to a position so that the bed in the adjacent room could be seen from the bed in Albert's room.
Albert got a good look at the woman as she place the mirror. Perhaps it would be better to call her a girl. She was at the best in her mid 20's. She had straight blond hair, dark eyes, full lips and a stud in her nose.
She was slender but she had nice legs that extended from what could be called a micro mini skirt. Her top was tight and sheer showing the outline of heavy nipple rings. Her breasts were small but pert and her midriff bear to show a tattoo on her back just above the waist band of her skirt.
All that Albert noticed as she worked. She would lay on the bed and look into the mirror. When she did that she made eye contact with Albert sitting on his bed. When she was satisfied with the mirror the woman came into Albert's room and faced him.
"I take it you're Albert."
Albert stood and acknowledged he was in fact Albert and put out his hand to greet her. She didn't know what to do so she took his hand for a quick weak shake. "I'm called slave and am here to stay with you while Master is with your wife."
Albert raised his eyebrows and asked, "Slave? Don't you have a name?"
The woman lowered her eyes either by habit or shame and mumbled, "Slaves are property and don't have names."
Albert smiled, "Dogs are property but they have names."
The woman looked up at him with tears. "I was once called Emma."
"Nice to meet you Emma, as you know I'm Albert. I take it you are setting up the room so you can watch your man use my wife?"
Emma shook her head 'yes' and went to turn off all the lights in Albert's room making it a dark enclave. Then the only light was coming thru the open doorway between the two rooms.
Coming back to Albert, Emma spoke, "you are to be naked, do you want me to remove your clothes?"
"You can if I can remove yours Emma, turnabout is fair play," Albert joked.
As he spoke Emma began to remove his clothes. When he was naked she started to pull away.
"Oh no' come on back' now it my turn." Albert grinned.
Emma stepped to him and turned her head. Albert couldn't see her expression and wondered why she had turned her face away. He took his time and was gentle with her as he removed her clothing. She had a firm body and his hands lingered on her breasts. He tracked the mounds and rubbed her areolas tenderly. As Albert explored farther down her body to her ass, he felt tight butt cheeks. As he gently kneaded them she groaned and flinched.
"Did that hurt?" Albert asked for he thought he had been gentle.
Emma began to cry, "Yes but it wasn't what you did. I'm still sore from my last whipping."
"Whipping?"
"Yes, three days ago I angered Master. He beat me with a cane till I passed out."
"You're kidding," Albert asked sincerely, "Aren't you?"
"No, I wish I was. It is just part of my training."
"Training? What training?"
"I'm a slave and must learn to please my Master in all I do."
Albert took her by the hand and led her to the bathroom. With the door closed he turned on the lights. Emma did in fact have severe bruising on her ass. Albert gasp and was angered.
Emma spoke, "Let's get into bed quick. They might be here soon and if I've not fulfilled all my instructions I'll be beat again."
Albert was stunned and let Emma turn off the light and lead him back to the bed. On the bed she lay behind him so she could whisper in his ear as he got an unobstructed view of the other room.
"Albert I have to take care of you as Master is using and fucking your wife. I'll let you have anything you want. You can even fuck me up my sore ass."
"I can imagine how sore your ass is."
"No you can't, cause you didn't see it all. Master raped my ass last night with a cucumber. Had to gag me to keep me from waking the neighbors. Tore my hole and I bleed a lot."