Mark called in sick Monday as he planned to visit his new penthouse palace that afternoon. Brittany had called him several times during the weekend to report on progress and to ask if she could come over and fuck her Master. Mark had held her off stating she had to pass his test first. Sunday, Mark had his slaves pack up their stuff and get ready to move. Brittany sent over several movers to pack the work clothes, while the concubines carefully packed the slave wear and slutty clothes. Mark had stripped down the dungeon a bit as well. He wouldn't need much of that once Brittany was done.
Mark had ordered Brittany to set up several offshore accounts for him. He now had $5 million dollars in each of the offshore accounts in Cyprus, Switzerland, a London bank, Taiwan, the Caymans, and Panama. Only he knew the account numbers and access, so if he had to run he had money ready to go.
After seeing his slaves off to work despite their begging to remain, Mark relaxed and vegged out on some TV for a while. He hadn't actually had any alone time and he made a note that he should schedule some each week. Slaves were nice, but still it was good for a bit of peace and quiet.
But by about 3pm he was getting excited and was pacing around his apartment. He could barely restrain himself from calling Brittany and he nearly dropped his phone when she called.
"It's done, Master. Your palace awaits." Brittany's sexy voice sounded over the phone and Mark was out of his old place like a shot.
He drove himself in Summer's car and parked it. He made another note to ditch it as it wasn't nearly nice enough compared to the cherry red Ferrari and silver Porsche he was parked between. He hopped in the elevator and tapped in the special key code that took him all the way up to his new place. The door opened and he stepped out into a large foyer with big double doors. He walked towards the doors and they swung open.
Standing there was Brittany, dressed in a skimpy genie costume complete with a veil and glittering golden jewelry. The wispy cloth was silver colored and see through and he could see her fully shaven pussy and her hard nipples through the soft silk. Brittany giggled and put her hands together and bowed low.
"Master, welcome to your palace. Your humble concubine awaits your command." Brittany said in a musical tone and a jingling of coins. Mark walked over to her and pulled aside her veil. He then kissed her hard and squeezed her ass.
"How nice of you to dress the part, slave." Mark looked her over closely and noticed that costume was real silk and the jingling coins were real gold coins! Mark whistled and examined them and nodded. "Nice touch, real silk, real gold. For real slaves. Well, show your Master his palace."
Brittany bowed and took him by the hand. She led him on a grand tour and it was grand. The second from the top floor was the main palace area. It had a huge living room that was the size of a ballroom, with large glass windows that opened out onto a breathtaking view of Central park. A large balcony opened on one side with a huge bar going the length of the room and out onto the balcony. Several raised stages with poles dotted the room and the balcony. A huge kitchen took up nearly ¼ of the floor with a large dining room taking up the rest. Two equally large bathrooms existed on either side of the double doors. Several huge screens were on display that could show camera views of the room or TV shows or sports or whatever Mark desired. This floor was for large events and hosting.
The next floor was the private level. Only accessible by special code, fingerprint, and optical scan on the elevator or by a private stairway by the kitchen entrance. Brittany was very eager to show him his personal bed room. It was over the far corner of the main living room and had the best view. It had a custom made bed that could easily sleep 5 people. It also had a small private catwalk, stage, and pole. There was a private balcony with a partial overhang that had a small pool with a waterfall, hot tub and sauna. He had his own office with several hidden safes that he programmed right away.
His slave quarters were very nice. He had a large room with numerous pads and cushions, covered with silks and furs in which his slaves would rest together. He was the Master; his slaves needed no privacy from one another. They had a large walk in closet with spaces for every slave to store their clothes, jewels, and shoes. One entire wall was a large mirror and a long vanity table with make-up of all kinds behind some folding screens.
The common bath was also impressive as hell. It was rather Roman in design, with the only privacy being in the toilets. The showers and baths were all in the open and a large heated pool that constantly cycled water was in the center. Mark would merely have to walk into the water and his slaves would bathe him.
Over the kitchen was the dungeon. Here were some of the more extreme items for punishment and pleasure. A rack, shackles to the wall, several fucking machines, stocks, and other items. Mark had discovered that some of the S and M was a fun way to change things up and wanted the option available. But for punishing, he was discovering that his contracting had made this not so much of a punishment anymore. Breanne was now a bit of leather freak and liked being whipped. Summer was into anything that showed her off, and Shannon appeared to like being tied up. Mark had discovered that the best punishment for his slaves anymore was simply cutting them off from any sex.
But the best part as far as Mark was concerned was the floor. In his bedroom, in his slave quarters, the dungeon, and the bathroom the floor was a massively thick glass one-way mirror. Standing in the center of the pool Mark could look down on the center of the living room while his bedroom looked down on the corner view. Mark started to get hot just thinking about fucking his slaves while a massive party went on below him.
Mark was jolted back to reality by a soft caress on his cock. He blinked and looked over at his giggling slave concubine, Brittany, who had opened his pants and was rubbing his dick.
"Master is pleased, yes? Master will reward his slave Brittany for doing such a good job?" she said with a sexy meek sounding voice while her eyes smoldered.
"Your Master is VERY pleased. And I think I shall break in the bed with my newest slave."
"Then Master must allow his slave to do due duty. Come Master; allow me to lead you to your bed chamber."
Brittany led Mark by his dick to his bed room. She undressed him slowly and licked and kissed his body as she removed his clothing. Her real gold coins jingled and Mark laughed at the noise. He was soon naked and he grabbed his slave by her wrist. He spun her around hard and grabbed her hair. He pulled back hard and her face arched up. Her eyes had a wild look to them and Mark grinned as he kissed her with some force. He forced his tongue down into her throat and ran it all over.
Mark broke the kiss with growl and put his left hand up on her silk bodice. With a sudden jerk he ripped the top off and Brittany gasped. Mark's right hand dropped to her waist and with a jerk he ripped off her bottom. He roughly shoved Brittany down on his bed and jumped on her. He was rock hard as he forced his cock into her pussy.
