Derrick escorted Collette to the master suite.  "You were wonderful today," Collette complimented him.  "And you deserve a reward.  What would you like?"

    Derrick's eyes lit up, "really?"

    Collette smiled, "yes."

    He looked at her, "I would love to watch you masturbate," he said.  "And I would like to masturbate with you, if that is okay."

    Collette, naked and looking wonderful agreed, "oh, yes.  That is more than okay."  She climbed into bed and with her legs spread wide she pointed to a small chair.  "Sit there and I will watch you while you watch me."

    Derrick climbed into the chair indicated and began to massage his cock with his hand.  His eyes were glued to Collette's soft body as she slipped her hand down her body and through the downy thatch of pubic hair.  She looked into Derrick's eyes as she slipped a finger into her wet pussy, "don't come without permission," Collette breathed throatily.

    He swallowed, "yes, mistress."

    Derrick slowed his hand, masturbating with a measured pace.  Collette slid two fingers inside her pussy and Derrick watched as she slid her left hand down her body.  She moaned as she pleasured herself with both hands; her left rapidly circling her extended clit while her right slowly twitched within her body as if she was trying to pull her fingers free while crooked inside her pussy.

    Derrick swallowed heavily as he felt his pleasure climb.  His hips lifted slightly, a silent indication of his rising desire. His hand slowly moved faster and as he watched Collette he hissed through clenched teeth, "do I have permission to come, mistress?"

    She shook her head and breathed heavily, "no. When the feeling passes, start masturbating again."

    He whimpered and said, "yes, mistress."

    Collette watched Derrick as his fists opened and closed impotently, his body trembling slightly as he willed his orgasm into submission.  His eyes were shut tight and Collette shuddered in arousal as she looked at Derrick submit to her will.  Her fingers danced across her clit and her body shivered in delight.

    Derrick opened his eyes and watched Collette, his hand falling to his crotch.  He began to gingerly masturbate, slowly stroking his cock.  His body was aflame with lust as he watched Collette pleasure himself and it was all he could do to not rush to his own orgasm.  He watched with burning need as Collette pulled the two fingers from her pussy and slowly slid in three.

    Derrick moaned.

    "Yes," Collette said, speaking her lust, "it feels so good.  Would you like to help me, Derrick?"

    A faint, "yes."

    "The stroke faster."

    Derrick obeyed.  He began to masturbate at a more furious pace, his hand becoming a blur.  As Collette looked on her moans escalated in length, her pleasure climbing towards the peaks of completion.  She looked on and when Derrick whimpered, "please, mistress, may I come?" and she said, "no," that the pained look on Derrick's face drove her over the brink.

    She came loudly as Derrick bucked his hips with his fists shaking in the air.  Her left hand continued to press into her clit while her right hand fell from her sex and landed on the satin sheets.  She gripped the sheets as her hips made ragged circles on the bed.  She shouted into the air, screaming in completion, her eyes shut tight.

    Her breathing slowly fell from the shallow pants towards normalcy.  She opened her eyes and looked at Derrick.  "Thank you, Derrick.  That was wonderful.  Would you like to come now?"

    In a whisper, "yes, mistress." His chest was heaving.

    "Now."

    Derrick came, his semen flying into the air to land on his chest, thighs, and the chair he was sitting in.  His eyes were clenched shut and a long squeak escaped his tightly pursed lips.  His breathing, fast and shallow became one long expulsion until his orgasm passed and he sucked in a breath that all at once signaled his completion and refilled his burning lungs.

    "Very nice," Collette purred, her body relaxed as she lay in bed awash with a calm sense of completion.  "You know what to do, now, don't you?"

    "Lick up the mess."

    Collette nodded, even though Derrick had not asked a question.

    Derrick sat there and stared into Collette's beautiful brown eyes.  He dragged his fingers over his chest, coating the two extended digits with his spilled semen.  Still looking into Collette's eyes he placed his wet fingers into his mouth.  He sucked his sperm off of his fingers and when his fingers were clean he pulled them from his mouth and dipped them into another line of his thick sperm.

    Collette stared at him as he ate his seed, her arousal climbing.  She exhaled a hot breath of excited air, a thin moan escaping her lips.  She so enjoyed watching a man lick his own sperm, to supplicate themselves in a way totally opposite the way they were raised.  The fact of a man cleaning his own seed excited her and she felt her pussy growing wet again as Derrick climbed from the chair and dropped to his knees.

    She watched as Derrick cleaned the chair with his probing tongue and when he had completely swallowed his sperm he turned to Mistress Collette, "anything else, mistress?"

    Collette nodded and purred, "oh yes.  I have some more people coming here this evening.  I want to watch you fuck yourself for the duration.  Go get a dildo."

    Derrick nodded and replied, "yes, mistress.  I'll be right back."

    Derrick departed and returned a few minutes later, in his hands was a large dildo affixed to a nylon strap and a bottle of lubricant.  Collette's eyes lit up at his arrival and she pointed to the chair he had just masturbated there.  "Sit there," she commanded.  

    Derrick approached the chair and used the straps to mount the dildo to the chair.  He attached the monster cock to the chair, binding the straps underneath.  He stepped away and Collette looked at the large cock jutting proudly from the center of the chair. "Mistress," Derrick said with a pleading tone, "may I sit on your cock?"

    "Not yet," Collette purred.  "Suck it first."

    Derrick dropped to his knees as he said, "yes, mistress."

    Derrick began to suck the artificial penis that stood erect from the center of the chair.  He ran his tongue down its pliable side, coating the fake cock with moisture.  He raised his head and dropped his mouth over the top of the cock, pulling it into his mouth.  His cheeks began to pulse as he sucked on the cock, the thick shaft pulling from his mouth as he slowly raised his head.

    "Oh, yes," Collette purred as she watched.

    A soft rapping at the door pulled Collette's eyes from Derrick as he continued to suck on the cock.  "Enter," she called out.

    Jacques entered carrying a tray of food and set it on the foot of the bed where Collette was laying, "I thought Madame would like some food," he said, his accent thick.

    "Thank you, Jacques," Collette said.  She didn't realize how hungry she was until Jacques mentioned food.

    Jacques turned to leave and Collette stopped him, "Jacques," she said, "could you send down some Popsicles?"

    Jacques turned around and said, "Oui, Madame."  He spun around and left the master suite.  

    Collette pulled the tray closer to her and pulled the silver lid off of the platter that Jacques had delivered.  Under the lid was a plate full of stuffed lobster tails with an almond glaze.  Collette picked up a fork, the smells causing her stomach to growl in anticipation.  She took a bite, purred, and as she reached for another bite she told Derrick to stop sucking the cock and to sit on it.  

    Derrick said, "yes, mistress."  He stood up and grabbed a bottle of lube.  With a few squirts of the top he coated the dildo with the lubricant and facing Collette as she ate the stuffed lobster tails he sank his ass onto the dildo, gasping as the large phallus slipped into his ass.

    "Very nice," Collette said.  "Now, wiggle for me."

    Derrick obeyed.  He began shaking his hips, forcing the monstrous cock in his ass to shift and stretch his ass.  He shifted his body from side to side and the dildo followed suit.  Soft gasps escaped Derrick's lips, punctuated by an occasional sharp breath as the dildo filled him. 

    Collette continued to eat the stuffed lobster tails and with a mouth full of the delectable meat she answered the rapping at the door, "come in."  She giggled at the slurred sound of the words.

    The door opened and Jacques returned carrying a box of banana pops.  "Madame," he said, setting the unopened box on the table beside the bed.   "Is this desert?"

    "No."

    Jacques looked confused.  "Madame?"

    "Take your clothes off Jacques."

    He reached into his pants and untied the rope that held them up.  He pulled his shirt over his head and then quickly removed his gray underwear.  Standing naked before Collette he looked at her expectantly, waiting for further orders.

    "Very good.  Grab a Popsicle."

    Jacques obeyed.

    "Open it."

    Again Jacques obeyed.

    "Now," Collette moaned between bites of the lobster, "use the lube behind you and once the Popsicle is coated with it, stick it in your ass."

    Jacques nodded and turned around.  He looked at Derrick, slowly rotating his hips as he sat perched on the large cock in his ass, and nodded.  They exchanged an almost conspiratorial glance as Jacques picked up the lube.  Jacques coated the cold treat with the lubricant and set the lube back on the table.  He held the Popsicle in his hand and looked at Collette, "ready, mistress?"

    "Turn around first."

    Jacques spun on his heels and bent at the waist, baring his ass to mistress Collette.  "Ready?" he asked again.

     Collette swallowed, glanced at Derrick and back to Jacques and breathed, "oh, yes."

    Jacques placed the cold treat against his ass and gasped at the freezing cold.  He immediately pulled the Popsicle away, exhaled sharply and shook on his locked knees.  "Cold," he said as he once again pushed the Popsicle against his ass.  He gasped again but fought against the cold and managed to slip the cold ice into his ass.

    "My God," Collette breathed as her hand dropped to her pussy.

    "Oui, Madame," Jacques gasped as he slipped the cold treat from his body.  He clenched his free hand and slipped the Popsicle back into his ass.  Gritting his teeth he began fucking himself with the Popsicle.  In and out he drove the narrow ice cream bar.  Red liquid seeped from his body and ran in a lazy river down his ass.  It was a sharp contrast to his white skin and Collette moaned in pleasure at seeing it.  

    Derrick continued to rotate his hips, driving the cock in his ass in large circles.  It was as if Collette was stretching him, preparing him for an even larger cock.  He moaned and Collette glanced at him and smiled before returning her eyes to Jacques and his slowly melting Popsicle.

    Collette screamed and the platter of lobster tails fell to the floor as she came loudly, her fingers rotating rapidly against her clit.  The platter clattered noisily and both Derrick and Jacques stopped what they were doing, startled by the falling plate of food.  "My God," Collette breathed, her chest heaving, her breasts rising and falling rapidly.

   Jacques pulled the frozen treat from his ass, the tip gone and the remaining portion very thin.  He bent and began picking up the platter, gathering the shells of the lobster and setting them back onto the plate.  He cleaned up as well as he could, setting the remaining bit of his Popsicle next to the lobster tails.

    "That was amazing," Collette breathed.  She turned back to Derrick, "keep going."  Looking at Jacques she said, "eat me, Jacques.  Leave the platter for later."

    Jacques pushed the large plate aside and climbed onto the bed.

    Jacques sat between Collette's widely parted legs and lifted her left leg in his strong hands.  She began licking each of her toes individually, sliding his tongue over the nail and between the toes.  With his hands he gently massaged her heel and sole of her foot.  He gently massaged her foot and as he shifted onto his knees he began licking a trail up Collette's leg to her thigh.

    Derrick was slowly rotating his hips, watching as Jacques slowly climbed Collette's lower body with his tongue.  Derrick gasped occasionally and Collette was oblivious to him.  Her eyes were shut and she was concentrating on the exquisite pleasure of Jacque's tongue on her body.  She moaned loudly, her back arching as Jacques slid his tongue gently over her pussy.

    Jacques slid two fingers within Collette's sex and slowly rotated them, flipping his wrist and pleasuring Collette's sex.  He listened to the muted gasps and quick breaths, punctuating each with a change with where his tongue was probing. She gasped and he tongued her clit.  Another burst of air escapes her lungs and he spreads his fingers within her pussy.  She was controlling his tongue even if she didn't realize it.

    Jacques continued to pleasure Collette's pussy until she gripped his hair and came explosively, bucking against his face.  She pushed him away, gasping, "wow."

    Jacques climbed off the bed and stood up.  He looked at Collette and she nodded.  He bent down and finished cleaning the spilled platter of lobster.  With the mess clean he returned to his feet and asked to be dismissed.

    "That was wonderful, Jacques," Collette breathed as she relaxed on the bed with her legs spread widely displaying the moistness of her sex.  "And so was the lobster.  Thank you."

    "Madame is welcome," Jacques said in his thick English.  He carried the platter with him as he left the room.

    Collette lay there with her eyes drifting shut.  She was tired and her body had been racked by countless orgasms during the day and they had each taken their toll in adding to her fatigue.  She stretched and yawned and a soft knocking on the door caused her to murmur, "come in."

    The man who had been the Trivial Pursuit contestant entered the cabin.  "Mistress," he said.  "I am here for you to fuck me."

    Her eyes snapped open and she purred, "oh, yes."  She climbed to her knees and looked at Derrick, "come here and strap that cock to my hips, Derrick."

    Slowly Derrick slid off of the monster cock that had been buried and dancing in his ass.  He sighed as it slipped free, an audible sound of elation to be free of the dildo.  He reached under the chair and unfastened the straps and carried the harnessed cock to the bed.  He fastened the cock to Collette's hips and tightened the strap to prevent the cock from pulling away from Collette's body with a center crotch strap.   

    "Thank you, Derrick."

    "You'rewelcome, mistress.  Is there anything else I can do for you?"

    "Yes," she purred, "I want to beat you."

    "Of course," Derrick said, swallowing heavily.

    Collette sighed, "but I will be fucking James.  What should we do?"

    Derrick knew that she was toying with him when he slowly answered, "I can beat myself for you."

    Collette clapped giddily, "what a wonderful idea.  Go get a paddle."

    Derrick said, "I'll be right back, mistress," as he left the room.

    Collette motioned James forward, "Strip and then get on your knees, James.  I want to fuck you." Her voice was thick with passion.  She pointed to the bed, indicating where James should supplicate himself for her.

    James stared into Collette's passion-filled eyes as he pulled his T-shirt over his head, revealing his hairy chest.  He gasped and lowered his shorts to stand naked before Collette.  Obeying her he climbed onto the bed and rotated his body to reveal his ass to her gaze.  He tensed and exhaled as he waited for Collette to penetrate his body with the monstrous cock strapped to her hips.

    He waited, his ass tense.

    Collette watched his body, growing excited as she witnessed his body tensing in nervous anticipation.  He flexed his toes and dug his fingers into the satin sheets that adorned the bed.  He was anxious and his chest rose and fell as he sucked in deep breaths.  It excited Collette to watch him and so she did.

    James whimpered.

    Collette smiled.

    The door opened and Derrick entered carrying a large wooden paddle.  It was black and thick and a leather cord was attached to its free end.  "Mistress," he said, "I have the paddle."

    James looked up his body still tense at the intrusion.  He looked behind him at Collette's smiling face and knew instantly that she was toying with him.  He took solace in the fact and exhaling sharply he returned to waiting for her to fuck him.  His breathing came slowly and steadily and he jumped when behind him he heard Collette speak, "on your hands and knees, Derrick.  Face away from me."

    "Yes, mistress," Derrick said, taking the position Collette had described.

    Collette purred.   "Spank yourself for me, Derrick.  Do it slowly and thank me for each one."

    "Yes, mistress," he repeated.

    Collette inched forward and leaned to the bed side table to grab a small bottle of lubricant.  She coated the cock affixed to her hips with the slippery gel and as she set the bottle down she heard the first loud crack followed by Derricks quickened voice, "one. Thank you, mistress."

    Collette slid forward and gripped James' hips.

    Crack.  "Two.  Thank you, mistress."

    Collette moaned in delight and with one powerful lunge she slipped the cock into James' tensed body.  James gasped at the penetration and Collette sat there, allowing James to grow accustomed to the intrusion.

    James softly moaned and a third explosion of paddle on bare ass echoed in the room, "three.  Thank you, mistress."

    When Derrick reached eleven Collette began to fuck James.  Each smack of the paddle was an inward thrust of the cock, her thighs slamming against James' thighs with each crack of the paddle.  

    By sixty Collette came, the sensations of fucking James and the sound of Derrick's voice growing more ragged each time the paddle landed against his bare ass drove her body over the edge into orgasmic bliss.  The room brightened as her senses sharpened.  Her screams echoed in the small room and James gasped as Collette's hips shook with the cock buried fully in his ass. 

    Collette commanded Derrick to stop as she pulled the cock from James' ass.  She fell back onto the bed and moaned in satisfied bliss.  "Wonderful," she purred. 

    James climbed off of the bed and looked expectantly at Mistress Collette.  

    "Would you like to come, James?"

    "Yes, mistress," he said.

    "Would you eat your sperm when you were done?"

    He paused before answering softly, "yes."

    Collette smiled, "good answer. You have permission to masturbate.  Come in your hand so I can watch you clean it.  Understood?"

    His hand dropped to his cock as he said, "yes, mistress.  I understand."

    James began to massage his cock, his hand a blur.  He masturbated quickly, his hand stroking his cock at an almost furious pace.  

    Collette watched his face and when his eyes shut she said, "come for me, James."

    James groaned loudly and ejaculated into his open hand.  His hips bucked and his legs wobbled slightly.  He fell forward slightly and his hand left his cock to catch himself on the bed.  

    "Very nice," Collette breathed throatily.  "Now, clean your hand."

    James did not hesitate.  He brought his hand to his mouth and with an extended tongue he began to lick his palm.  He cleaned his hand, pulling all of his spilled semen into his mouth.  He swallowed it all and Collette purred in delight.  "Wonderful," she said, "simply wonderful."

    "Thank you, mistress," James beamed at her praise.

    Collette and James chatted for a few moments and then Collette dismissed James for the evening, thanking him for his actions in the day.  "It was a great day," Collette said.  "I loved the Trivial Pursuit game.  I will definitely have to play that again."

    James bowed his head and lifted Collette's hand to his mouth.  He kissed her hand and returned her limb to the bed, "thank you and good night."  He bowed and departed.

    Collette turned to Derrick, "join me." She tapped the bed next to her.   

    Derrick climbed onto the bed and twenty minutes later they came together, Derrick spilling his semen into Collette's dripping sex.  On her command he licked her clean, swallowing his sperm with a straight face.  He had learned to hide his distaste from what had happened on the pool deck earlier, or truthfully didn't mind the taste.

    "Make sure you are on deck for tomorrow's games," Collette said in dismissal.

    Derrick nodded, "yes, mistress."

    And when Derrick left the bedroom Collette and I went to sleep.  

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