This directly follows Controlling the Personal Assistant 8. I recommend reading them first if you have not done so. Thank you to all who gave me stars and comments which are always welcome.
For those who do not read the previous episodes.
The main thing is that Marie comes under Greg's control if he calls her 'My Sweet' and Di when he calls her 'Diane'. Both are quite subservient to Greg without these words.
Bali is a long way away, don't let anybody tell you different. The plane journey took hours, Di and Marie slept for much of the journey. I hardly slept at all, fell asleep in time to miss the end of the film. Despite sitting between two attractive young ladies; ladies I knew intimately and had not fucked for several days, I did not join the mile high club.
A change of plane and a short journey to Bali. As soon as we got out of the plane the heat and the humidity hit us, it was wonderful. We arrived at the Grand Bali Beach hotel and a young man showed us our cottage. "Can we go and explore, Greg?"
"Okay, let's change and I'll show you some of the highlights, put swimming costumes on. While we are out we'll buy a couple of saris." I had a holiday here a few years ago so I knew my way around and some of the pitfalls. The girls in bikinis and me in shorts and tee-shirt went out to explore.
First we went off the hotel grounds and almost straight away were accosted by people trying to sell us something. Because we were comparatively pale the sellers homed in on us as newcomers, I found a stall with saris and when the girls had chosen one each with some bartering I paid using the dollars I had brought with me. Because these people are trying to earn a living and actually what they are selling is dirt cheap anyway I only do enough bartering to make their lives interesting.
We went back into the hotel grounds, walked along the beach and turned into a pool with a bar where we sat having a drink or two. We ambled back to the cottage via one of the restaurants for a meal where we showered and I went to bed and slept for about twelve hours.
I had a wonderful dream about Foxxi Lowe having my cock all the way down her throat. I had been wondering if Marie could 'do a Foxxi', in my dreams she could. No don't wake up, I really wanted the dream to carry on but no I opened my eyes and Di and Marie were taking turns sucking my cock.
"Good morning Greg, you've slept the clock round." Marie said.
"Okay girls, that was a nice way to wake me up but before we do anything else you will have to finish the job." They set to with alacrity and I came in no time. Once ready I took them to a cafe outside the grounds which was probably nearer than the hotel eateries and a hell of a lot cheaper.
I was in my usual shorts and tee-shirt, the girls again in bikinis with the saris fastened above the bust. We walked along through the stalls and sellers, shoes and clothes, watches galore. I bought some 'genuine' Rebok (not a misprint) sandals.
The girls bought bikinis, saris, handbags and shoes, some nice ones with red soles! We wandered around before eating and drinking at the place where we had breakfast. "Time for a siesta and cool off with the air conditioning."
"Greg, how do you fancy having fun with a couple of porn stars?"
"Well, I don't know, last time wore me out, My Sweet and Diane, or should I say Foxxi and Skitty? Get on your knees while I tell you the scene you will be acting in." They knelt before me, hands on their knees, smiles on their faces and hope in their puppy dog eyes.
"Skitty, you are my loving wife and as it is my birthday you have hired a teenage prostitute to entertain me. You Foxxi are a bisexual prostitute who will do anything for money. Understand ladies?"
"Yes sir," they replied,
