A1386G Ch.16

I don't think I felt normal again until after Anne's emancipation. We stayed up at the condo the entire time, and my sister slowly got more comfortable with me caring for her daughter. I cried a lot, and cleaned to keep my mind off things. I didn't get to see the emancipation itself, as my master's grandparents had put me to work as a server, but I watched the party.

About three weeks after that, with the Condo's air conditioning went out. We lasted two days before Master finally had a desire for a change of scenery from the penthouse's guest rooms we'd been stuck in. The air conditioning was also out in the penthouse today, but at least there were higher ceilings, fans and a cross breeze making it better.

"Hey, Rebecca," He said, as he looked up from his phone as he laid on the couch in nothing more than an undershirt and a pair of shorts. "My grandmother in Boca wants me to come and visit, and I can bring guests. Do you want to go to the other coast for a few days while we wait for the air conditioner to get fixed?"

"The Governor, Grandma Ariel, or your other grandma?" She said taking a break from trying to teach Cassia, the four year old who lived with her mother in the penthouse, Mah Jongg and failing miserably. "I'd love to visit Mrs. Petersen."

"Other grandma, my dad's mom." Master replied as he sat up. "We'd drive over, stay at her place and have the run of the resort. Including the waterpark."

"That's a long drive," Honesty noted absentmindedly from the mah jongg table.

"Which is why you'll drive as well," Rebecca said. "We're going, and you're bringing a swimsuit."

"Master, what's a waterpark?" I said from my spot on the much cooler floor, unsure of what he was referring to.

"It's a park with a handful of pools with some waterslides and activities," he replied, "the resort has two, and I've never been to the adult one."

"Master, could I go? That sounds fun." I asked as I looked over at him.

"I'm not going to leave you here for the week to fester, so you were coming anyway," Master said. "I'll call and get a car, you three need to go pack. Marie, you need to pack your cocktail dress and a swimsuit plus whatever casual stuff and underwear you want, we'll get everything else there. I'll pack my own bag tonight."

"Cocktail dress?" Rebecca asked as she stood up from the table.

"Yeah, a couple of the restaurants have a dress code, so you should bring some evening and garden party outfits." Master replied absentmindedly. "Honesty can probably get away with capris and a blazer for it."

"Oh," Rebecca said.

"If it's too much of a hassle we can just get stuff there," Master continued. "Also, do you think you'll bring enough luggage that I should ask for a wagon, or would a sedan do?"

"We can probably get away with a suitcase each," Rebecca said.

"Sedan it is then," Master said, before sending a text.

I didn't really sleep well that night, not that I often did, but this time snuggling up close to Master or Honesty didn't help. I was just too excited. Early the next morning, I stood there bleary-eyed as Master drove up in the largest car I'd ever seen, which was blue with a bright white roof and a shiny black grille.

"Steven," Rebecca asked. "Why are you driving a Red Star?"

"The governor likes them, so if we get a rental car it's usually one of them. I said I needed something that could take luggage for four, and this is what the agent dropped off." Master said. "Also, it has heated back seats, which I did remember to ask for."

Rebecca squealed and dove in while Honesty and I went to load the bags in the trunk. I then had to ride behind Honesty, who put the front seat all the way back, so it was kinda tight. I'd sat in much worse, and the heated seat was quite nice. By the time the car got out on the open road, I was confident I wasn't going to get sick the entire ride so I tried to read on my tablet. I was trying to read a comic about a raccoon trying to be a stand up comedian, and it was funny but, I still ended up falling asleep against the window, and only woke up once we were actually in Boca.

Boca Raton looked like every town I'd been in or passed through on the other coast. A parade of pastel and white or glass buildings, with different sorts of decorations along either side of the road, with some parks, billboards or a tram stop here or there. It was like a seedier but richer looking Tampa, what with the The hotel wasn't much different at first, a tall white stucco building with a courtyard in the middle that Master drove into, and then around the loop to where we got dropped and a valet took the car. The interior had wood floors that reminded me of the house or the governor's mansion Anne's party had been in, although the painted decorations and roof beams were gaudier and looked harder to clean than anything we had at home or in the condo.

Master barely seemed to notice anything about it, looking for someone in specific, while Rebecca and Honesty just looked everywhere left and right taking everything in.

Finally, Master found who he was looking for and waved at the second tallest woman I'd ever seen. She was tanned, bleach-blonde and in a comfortable looking dress and jacket.

Said woman's face lit up and she walked over to us.

"Rebecca, Honesty, Marie, this is Lycian, my cousin." Master said, as she curtsied, and we responded. "Lycian, this is my girlfriend Rebecca, her Maid Honesty, and then my girl Marie."

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Lycian said. "Grandma's busy with some supplier issues, so I'll help you get up to the room and show you everything."

"Thanks Ly," Master said, as we started following her and Honesty started pushing the luggage cart again.

"So you know the rules, but I'll explain them for your guests." Lycian said as we followed her through the hallways bustling with people. "Grandma will comp your meals and everything but gambling, and you can have room service deliver food, but don't have anyone sent up to her suite. Don't ask about slots, and don't charge anything from the casino to the room aside from food and drink. Only the adult section is clothing optional, but you still need to wear a playband, and the room key can clip to that. Also, the child you brought with you can't go in there. She's too young."

"Marie's twenty." Master interjected as we entered an elevator.

"Okay, then she can." Lycian continued as she hit a button for the floor. "Flash too much at the family waterpark and you will be ejected from it and exiled to the adult one. Don't follow the rules there, and even you can get ejected like Connie did. Otherwise follow the listed dress codes for the restaurants and activities, and try not to stare at people here. Pretty much everyone comes here to be a freak and we don't need them thinking you're judging them for it."

"Understandable." Rebecca replied.

"Also those two," Lycian said, as she gestured at Honesty and I, "need to wear collars at all times, and have to wear waterproof ones in the waterparks and pool areas. If you're putting them in any sort of erotic outfit or playing with vibrators it also needs to stay in the adult section, but you can't just fuck on the floor there. This is Boca, we're too classy for that."

Honesty snorted while trying to hold back a laugh. Rebecca just rolled her eyes, and I felt like I needed to have the joke explained to me, but didn't want to ask.

"Grandma's townhouse isn't in the adult section, so wear a coverup and bring a bag for your outfit if you're heading down there from the room." Lycian continued. "Actually, Steven, have you ever been in there?"

"No, Grandma just kept us in the family section or back of house, and I haven't been back since last summer." Master replied as the elevator dinged, and we stepped out.

"Then you're in for a treat. Also a bunch of hairy old guys and swingers. But mostly a treat." Lycian said, as she opened the door to a room. "Connie loved it."

Master's grandmother had a nice apartment in the hotel, with the same wooden floors we had seen in the lobby, and a wall of windows overlooking the lake. The furniture was nice and comfortable, and the biggest change I'd noticed from the rest of the hotel was that the walls were covered in framed pictures. I looked at a few of them and in most of them I saw Master, his father, or other family members including Constance, Anne and Lycian doing things.

"Steven, when you said we were visiting your grandmother, this is not what I was expecting." Rebecca said. "I expected something sexier I guess. Not this."

"Why would it be sexy?" Master replied, as he started rolling suitcases towards a bedroom. "Grandma leaves that at work. She comes here to relax and play puzzle games."

The bedroom was very nice. There weren't as many family photos, the television was massive, the bed bigger, and we had a lot of wardrobe space. And that was just the bedroom itself, nevermind the little sitting area with a couch, table and a couple chairs that also had a massive television, and a bathroom that had a giant tub almost as big as Constance's.

So, while Rebecca and Master had the run of the place, and talked with Lycian, we had to unpack everything for the next few days. Honesty did the wardrobes, and I put out our toiletries in the bathroom. Separating out by pairs, with Rebecca and Honesty on one side and master and I on the other, because both of us used the same toothpaste and kinds of dental floss as our owners, and the sinks were too close together to have all that plus our cosmetics in the middle. When we were done, we went out to the main room, where the three of them were waiting for us.

"So," Rebecca said, "Wardrobe rules for the next few days. Honesty, you're wearing the micro bikini we bought Wednesday or one of the ones with a plug. You can wear your nice trunks and a blouse on top of it as a cover up, but you're also wearing at least one toy all weekend. Marie, swimsuit and a Pareo, maybe with a toy underneath, that's it. If we go somewhere fancier than that you get to dress nicer."

I shrugged as Honesty glared at her mistress. "Yes ma'am."

"Mistress, what are you going to be wearing?" Honesty asked in a slightly more commanding tone than I think she intended to slip out. It probably wasn't intended to come across as 'You're also dressing like this or I'm not giving you what you want.' but it definitely was.

"I'm putting on my bikini." Rebecca said, as she blushed a bit. "You know, that one. And a sundress, but that bikini."

"The one that made your mother cry when she found it?" Honesty asked.

Rebecca nodded.

Now Master was interested in what was going on, and Lycian was looking back and forth between them.

"Anything else Mistress?" Honesty asked, almost smirking. "After all, you did come to an infamous resort with your boyfriend."

"I'll also be wearing something under it." Rebecca said. "I don't know what, but I will."

"Oh, Grandma's gonna love these two." Lycian said while laughing. "Where did you find them?"

"A furniture store, would you believe it? They were buying sheets and knew Jimmy of all people." Master replied. "So we went home, and I christened my new bed with the three of them."

"So now you're like dad." Lycian replied. "I was wondering when you'd come out of your shell."

"Like dad?" Rebecca asked. "You said you were cousins."

"That's not really important. My mom was his father's childhood friend, and later Grandma's protege," Lycian said. "so we're cousins."

"Why don't you three go get dressed and then we can go to lunch?" Master said, changing the subject.

"There's a really nice lunch spot by the adult waterpark that you should visit. It'd help you get a feel for things." Lycian added. "I have to get back to work, but I think Grandma might try and join you."

That was apparently enough to distract Rebecca, who just dragged us in the bedroom, stripped down, and started changing as we just tried to keep up. I put on my nicer high-waist bandeau bikini with the polka dots because I figured nobody else in the restaurant would want to see the tattoos on my hip, and tied my very sheer floral printed pareo around my waist. Rebecca put on a bikini top which was white with frills that were the shade of blue she always wore, and a matching frilled bottom that wasn't that revealing until you looked at her butt. Apparently a pretty normal thong was enough to make Mrs. Braun cry. I don't think the panty vibrator she wore underneath would help. Her blue sundress was also uncharacteristically short for something Rebecca would wear, only really reaching to mid thigh instead of her usual calf- or knee-length skirts and pants. A scandalous outfit for a scandalous resort I guess.

Meanwhile, Honesty was stuck in what looked like a dark red sports bra and a very small string bottom that was held in place by a butt plug. Aside from the bottom being held in by a plug, it was the most practical suit any of us wore. Apparently she wasn't that ready to ruin her memories of the pink suit I had just bought her, and I didn't blame her. Over that went a pair of black skin tight trunks that I hadn't seen before, and a white button down blouse. If I didn't know what was under it, I would've thought it the most normal outfit I had seen her in.

Rebecca made me put a couple toys in a discrete bag to go inside a beach bag, and some other accessories, like sunscreen, sunglasses and my glasses case in with it. With the three of us dressed, we reentered the main room, and found Master still dressed as we had left him.

Rebecca gave him a look.

"What? I was already dressed for here. I just wore my squarelegs under my shorts." He replied. "Anyway, where we're going is the DiLido House."

The walk there and Master and Rebecca's conversation was frankly unexciting until we passed through a pair of doors with elaborate etching on them. Then everything came out, but the other guests still had some sort of poise despite the sheer number of cupless bras and butt plug tails I saw in the hallways and then the walking path to the restaurant, plus all the signs for something called the Eros Forum, directing people to different conference rooms for meetings and breakout sessions. It wasn't that everyone here was naked or scantily-clad, honestly it probably wasn't even half. But the mesh swimsuits on men and women, crop tops and extremely short skirts definitely drew my attention, to the point I walked into a sign at one point.

The DiLido itself would've been pretty unremarkable aside from the people in it. The decorations on the wall were white or wood here, instead of painted all different colors like the lobby, the wooden chairs had blue and white striped fabric on them, and the spaces in between the beams on the roof were filled in with metal tiles instead of painted stucco. It looked like every other nice restaurant I'd ever been in that didn't have a mechanical goose, just with a bit more attention to detail. Our booth had space for six, and was in a corner next to a bunch of windows overlooking the lake, so we only had two other tables and some plants for company.

The people in the room however, would not have fit in in those restaurants. One table next to us had a woman in a linen suit having drinks with a woman the same age in a cupless bikini and cat ears, a distractingly muscled man with a well trimmed beard in briefs and an open shirt, and someone wearing a sundress and a choker, while trading stories and talking about Q-three projections. Occasionally one or two of them would jab accusatory fingers at each other and then start laughing.

The other table had a completely naked woman, a hairy and balding man in an open shirt and gold chain, a woman the same age as the man in a normal looking bikini and pareo, and, judging by their body language, a boy who couldn't have been older than me in a bikini top that looked like Rebecca's and a short skirt. The Boy was also the only one embarrassed to be there, with eyes darting around and looked uncomfortable, but also trying to power through it, even as someone else was clearly feeling him up under the table. The girl looked relatively assured, although she didn't seem to know the older couple too well, and was probably used to this. The couple, and I assumed they were married, were chatting excitedly and holding hands occasionally, as the girl tried to put a damper on their expectations.

Finally, there was a green haired woman staring at us from the bar in between checking her bag and drinking some sort of cocktail. She turned away the second I locked eyes with her, but everyone else here who was staring was looking at some pervert's outfit, and not people as modestly dressed as us.

Master's grandmother showed up shortly after we did, and we had barely any time to just look at the menus. I ended up sitting at one end of the table, with Rebecca next to her, and then clockwise, Master, Myself and finally Honesty at the end. Grandma Anne had the same skin tone as Master's father, but was a bit leathery from age, with unnaturally white hair.

"So, did Lycianthes give you two the rundown?" Grandma Anne asked, as she sat at the table, and handed Honesty and I butterscotches from the pocket of her pantsuit.

"Yes." Steven replied, as he looked at Rebecca. "And I think we're going to the waterpark after lunch."

Rebecca nodded. "Thank you for inviting me over." She said, "I've never been here before, so I think we're probably going to just go to the waterpark today, and then we'll probably do some other things tonight."

Grandma Anne nodded. "If you want one of the girls to accompany you, there's some of Steven's old friends who would probably enjoy it."

I felt myself blanch at that, and Rebecca gave me a sympathetic look.

"Maybe I could catch up with some of the girls later, but I'm just sticking to us for now." Master replied.

Grandma Anne nodded, and right about then, our waitress came. She was dressed pretty normally, and almost felt completely out of place here. She also noticed who we were with, and I saw her nervously eyeing Grandma Anne the entire time we ordered.

Master had a steak, Rebecca had fish tacos, and Master's grandmother had snapper piccata, and all three of them were drinking. I only ordered a salad and water aside from the appetizers because I felt too nervous to really eat, and Honesty pushed things a lot by ordering a tenderloin and salad, with a lime phosphate to wash it down.

Grandma Anne thought that was funny. "So your toy is that modest?" She asked her grandson, before looking at me directly. "You don't need to worry about your figure that much. Especially if you're trying for kids. You should eat like your friend there. I don't want any of you feeling like you should skip a meal. Especially if my darling Stevie has half the stamina of his father."

Master's face went red as Rebecca started laughing nervously and Honesty held back a smirk.

"What. It's a good thing." Master's grandmother continued. "He never left any of my girls unsatisfied, and used to do a pretty good job of teaching them skills that weren't just makeup. Wonderful son, and I'm still disappointed your mother didn't let him have enough to keep him satisfied, although Kelly didn't seem to complain. If Stevie's like him, I'd be worried about what he'd do with only one or two of you."

"Grandma, we're in a restaurant." Master said, as he tried to hide his face.

"My restaurant, and it's during Eros Forum." She replied. "I can give your girlfriend all the advice I want about this."

"Rebecca and I actually haven't slept together." Master replied.

Grandma Anne's gaze then shot over to me. "Oh my god, you poor thing, are you alright?"

"I'm fine ma'am." I replied. "Master is actually very gentle and considerate."

"I wish he got a little rougher if anything." Honesty said under her breath.

Master put his head in his hands.

"Honesty, you're the one always worried about going too far. Not him." Rebecca replied, before turning back to Grandma Anne. "I am actually trying to save myself for marriage. Which is why I asked him to help manage Honesty's needs. Plus I get to watch and play with Marie when he does."

"So girls don't count for you? I know that type. You won't make it, but I can respect the effort."

", It doesn't matter right now because Marie is actually our main focus." Rebecca said. "Steven, if we're allowed, I'd definitely like to see you fuck her senseless by the pool."

"You can do that." Grandma Anne said, as our appetizers showed up. "You do have to use protection though. Health department says I can't let you have anything leaking out."

Today was a fertile day for me and I felt myself tearing up.

"Okay, fine," Grandma Anne said in between crostini. "I can make an exception because she's fucked up in a cute way. Besides, this is more entertaining than anything your dad tried to do here."

Master laughed nervously, and looked around, probably for our lunches, as I tried to stroke his leg seductively with my foot, but could barely reach, and almost scraped his leg with my toenail. It was also at this point I'd realized I had lost track of the green haired girl.

"What did Mr. Petersen try to do here?" Rebecca asked.

"Mostly gambling, but I think Connie and Grace were conceived here after a party," Grandma Anne said with a chuckle. "Bringing Dolores and Kelly here for a Valentines getaway was probably one of his more unique ideas. Especially because he asked Iris to plan it for him, so it wasn't a flop."

Master blanched at that while Rebecca nodded. Honesty and I just had to sit there passively. The food was very nice though, and the seats were comfortable enough to be distracting.

"That said, I want to see what you girls do here as well." Grandma Anne. "It's Boca, people come here to do the things they've always wanted while pretending they don't have to find a way to handle it at home. I want to see what you get up to. Worst thing Steven could do here is break a girl's heart."

"What do you mean?" Master asked.

"Lycian told me that apparently Mint had a thing for you, and you two need a concierge." Grandma Anne said with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.

"You wouldn't."

"I already did. I wonder if she'd be able to temper her heart like Iris and Diamond?"

"Who is Mint?" Rebecca asked, as the waitress discreetly delivered our orders, and an additional one, while desperately trying to avoid being drawn into her owner's machinations. It didn't stop me from giving her my most annoyed glare when she sent me a pitiable look, though.

"A childhood friend of Anne and I. She was one of our playmates when we'd visit on vacations," Master replied, "Probably my closest female friend, come to think of it."

Rebecca thought for a second as everyone else started eating. "You're not putting her before us, especially Marie, but I don't mind if you do anything with her," She finally admitted. "But I want to watch."

"Master, you have three of us, you don't need to do anything with her," I spoke up, interjecting. "I can do anything she could. Besides, would she think better of you if you showed up with three women and dropped everything to fuck her?"

"Stevie, I think I like this one." Came a bouncy voice from behind me. "She's surprisingly feisty."

"Mint, how long were you there?" Master said as I looked around and at the voice.

"I was having a drink and waiting for Mistress to summon me." The green haired girl from the bar replied, as she straightened out her green floral dress. It was just sheer enough I could just barely see the swimsuit underneath it, and there was no attempt to conceal anything else about her. "Here I was thinking I'd confess to you when you just showed up with three girls in tow. I'm surprised! I actually figured you might be ace or something after last year."

"I thought you were with Christie?" Master said, before stabbing his steak and trying not to stare by putting his eyes straight into Honesty's tits. "It looked like it judging by the centro vids."

"That's really a work thing. Christie and I are mostly an item for shows and the guests," Mint replied. "Anyway, as your concierge for this visit, I do have everything you'll need for the waterpark at hand." She continued, upbeat as ever, as I noticed the bag hanging under her arm.

"Can that wait until after we eat?" Rebecca said. "Also, is that your Pittsburgh salad?"

"It is." Mint answered, as she pulled a chair over and sat down between Honesty and Grandma Anne. "This is the only place in the entire resort where I can get one, so I try to steer clients here."

Rebecca nodded. "Anyway, what was Steven like as a kid?" She asked. "Constance's harem has been pretty tight-lipped, and Anne just gets mad when I ask."

"He was pretty shy, easily bullied into stuff and kind of a crybaby," Mint replied, between bites. "At least before he started sailing. He got a lot more confidence then, and especially after Constance calmed down. Absolutely went from being the kid I was worried I'd have to protect to the boy whose arms I wanted around me in like less than a year. Then he hit his growth spurt."

"Connie was a terror back then." Grandma Anne replied. "She was a pyromaniac and super clingy with Grace."

After that, I passively tuned out the conversation as I ate my salad. Master's childhood was interesting, but I'd already heard a lot of it from Mama Kelly, and I just really liked this salad. The tomatoes, red pepper and olives were really good, and it was the first time I'd had anchovies in months. I don't think I had eaten them since Serena was born. Certainly never in a salad.

"Marie, are you okay?" Master and Honesty asked at the same time.

I put my hand to my face and noticed I was crying. "I guess so." I said. This wasn't new.

"Is it the salad? Do you want me to send it back and get something else for you?" Master said. "Or you can have some of my steak and the rest of the crostini."

"No, the salad's great." I replied. "I just remembered something. I'll be fine in a minute."

"Okay, but I'm not going to fuck you while you're crying again. So don't ask."

"What?" Mint said, before Rebecca interrupted her with a proper glare.

"Sensitive subject, don't ask, just get us somewhere we can fuck by the pool." Rebecca said, as I tried to repress things more.

"Booked it the second Mistress said it was a party of four." Mint replied.

"Oh, you're good." Rebecca said.

"Plenty of experience here, and I could show you more tonight." Mint said with a wink.

"Unfortunately, I'm spoken for." Rebecca replied.

"It's Boca, no you're not. Plus you literally just gave your boyfriend a hall pass for her. You two can stop flirting and either do it, or help the crying girl." Grandma Anne said, before looking over at me. "Missing a child?"

"How'd you know?" I gulped, making sure the tears were locked down as tight as I could get them.

"Marie, I was a prostitute for fifteen years before I became the proprietor here fifty years ago." Grandma Anne smiled maternally. It was the sort of look that said she'd been here before, and probably even genuinely cared. "I've seen a lot of girls cry, and for all sorts of reasons. Take your time, finish your meal, and then either take a deep breath or a stiff drink."

I nodded, and I followed her advice while we all continued eating in silence.

Finally, at the end of the meal, I did take a breath, wiped my tears, and either felt better or just repressed everything again.

"And that, Stevie, is why you should visit your beloved grandmother more." Grandma Anne said. "That's not advice Bruce would know how to give. Besides, she's a girl from a breeder right? Absolute champions at repressing trauma and emotions. You just have to know how to work it. Fuck it up and they're swinging from the rafters within the year though."

"Anyway, Mint, what was that about things we needed for the waterpark?" I asked, doing my best impersonation of Master and changing the subject. Grandma Anne just raised an eyebrow at me, and I shivered. I wouldn't like that look if I didn't know she wanted Master to do well.

"Oh, right." She said, as she pulled her bag up. "There's towels already there, I have waterproof collars for Honesty and Marie, and some play bands. You have to have them in the waterpark or other adult venues, and they cover consent stuff. Blue is "ask me first," orange is "I start," red is "absolutely not," black is free use, but we don't allow that during the busy season, and silver is for staff who are spoken for, and you don't even approach them unless they're yours. Those colors are entirely for people outside your group, but between the four of you it's whatever, and as your concierge, I'm available to you for anything that won't injure me or a guest or staff member." Mint said, as she raised her own silver wristband.

"Marie, Honesty, and I are wearing orange." Rebecca said immediately.

"Blue I guess," Master said as he took a drink. "It'll look less unusual when one of those two decides to jump my bones."

"Perfect." Mint said, as she parceled out the collars and wristbands. "I also booked you four a deluxe cabana by the river and one of the better waterslides. It has a daybed, a cooler with Steven's favorite drinks and a fan. If you want some privacy instead of fucking on a lounger like an animal, go nuts there. You just have to shower before you get back in a communal pool like anywhere else."

Rebecca looked at me and smiled. I smiled nervously in response.

The park itself was fairly small, but also not very crowded. According to Mint, it was much busier at night this time of year, especially because everything lit up. Aside from chasing a massive iguana out of the cabana and into the river, nothing really happened getting to the cabana. There were just lots of naked people around, a lot of them making out. Weirdly it reminded me of the recreation room back at St. Amalies, only nobody was pregnant and everyone was way hairier than would be allowed. There was even one guy pawing at a girl maybe half his age where I couldn't tell if the thing on his crotch was pubic hair or a pair of briefs. It was disgusting, who knows what might be living in there!

Once at the cabana, the five of us had to put on sunscreen. Which, when I had put the sunscreen on Master, because Rebecca thought it would be more sensual if we did it to each other, got kinda weird. More than someone doing something to you that you normally do yourself usually did. It wasn't that he was suddenly uncomfortable with me touching his penis, after all I did that daily and in all sorts of contexts, but with the cabana being semi-public and Mint being there. Also, the sunscreen was cold, because Honesty forgot ours upstairs, so we had to use the one Mint put in the cabana for us, which was left in the fridge. So the entire experience was less than sensual and mostly deeply uncomfortable.

Finally the five of us were in our swimsuits, and off to the races. Rebecca and Honesty hadn't changed anything about their suits and took off towards a couple of the waterslides pretty much instantly. No doubt they'd be having fun for a while doing that, which I wasn't sure how I felt about. It was probably an emotion, at the very least.

I had left my top with my Pareo back at the cabana, while Master was just in a pair of squarelegs that were tight enough I could see everything despite the pattern. Mint had only taken off her dress and was in the microbikini that matched her hair. I could just barely see the outline of her nipple barbells in it. It wasn't a bad look on her, so I made sure to take Master's hand so he wouldn't lose track of me in case there was a crowd. The three of us then wandered over to one of the largest rides in the park, a pair of tube slides.

It was a tall ride, I was scared and definitely wasn't ready for this, but I couldn't disappoint him. So I swallowed my fear and climbed to the top of the slide.

It was incredible. I could see the entire park laid out below me, as I heard screaming and maniacal laughter over the sound of the rushing water below. Two by two everyone ahead of us got on the ride and went down. Master and I were put together, and I had to sit tight between his legs on the raft. Mint was annoyed, but got paired up with one of her very naked coworkers here on her day off, so she wasn't mad about it.

Then, the four of us paired up and on our rafts, we were shot out of the launch area and into the two slides. I was screaming, and Master was laughing maniacally when he wasn't hit in the face with spray. It was an experience I'd never had before, and surging through a tunnel or an open slide, up and down and around bends at ever faster speeds was exciting---

---and then we hit the weightless section, and the two seconds of free-fall almost made me puke. Fortunately I held it in, and before I knew it the ride was over, and Master was loading the tube back in the elevator.

None of the other slides were nearly as fun or terrifying, although the one that ended in a giant bowl and dropped me into a pool when I hit the center almost hit the same note. Eventually I got tired of the slides and left an increasingly turgid Master in Mint's care, with an excuse that I wanted to go check on Rebecca and Honesty.

When I found them, Rebecca and Honesty were floating on a two person float in the river. As it went around a bend, Honesty's top now pulled up and her bottom pushed to the side as Rebecca was atop her, making out with and fingering her much taller partner. Honesty didn't even look tense, which was unusual given that the two of them were being leered at by dozens of nude or scantily clad men and women, some of whom were playing by themselves or in pairs while watching.

When I found Rebecca and Honesty, they were on a two person float on the river, going around a bend with a decent audience watching. Honesty had been pushed down into the float, and was sprawled out, aroused and visibly defeated, with her top pulled up and bottom pushed aside. Rebecca was atop her, making out with and fingering her much taller partner.

So, I jumped in, paddled over and simply said. "Are you having fun, Miss Rebecca?"

As Rebecca pulled away from her mouth, leaving a string of saliva behind, the shorter of the two leaned back. "Yeah, the rides are okay, but it's fun to play around outside like this."

Honesty on the other hand was beet red, coming back to her senses, and rapidly trying to cover herself up with her hands. Which worked aside from Rebecca still having a couple fingers inside her and a thumb on her clit, so Honesty's hand just trapped Rebecca's. So the shorter girl, who wasn't having anything of Honesty's modesty today, made the poor girl orgasm, probably by making that one sort of snapping motion with her thumb and fingers she did.

The very sudden screaming orgasm actually got some applause.

We then mostly rested, and then went back to the cabana when the river passed by. The most notable thing was Rebecca making Honesty abandon her suit entirely for the rest of the day, while I stripped out of my wet bottoms and put my actually quite sheer but dry Pareo back on to go get drinks for the three of us.

On my way back from the bar, with a Hurricane for Rebecca, a bottle of lime phosphate for Honesty, and a can of pineapple juice for myself, I ran into Master and Mint. Master had me hand over the drinks to Mint, and then dragged me back to the cabana.

"You know," he said. "I didn't think this place could get me worked up, but then I saw you and Mint running around half-naked while other people were making out, and there I was. Of course it didn't help that I saw the two of you constantly glancing at each other and me."

"It was a more intense experience for me than I was expecting as well Master." I replied, mostly intending the rides, but I still couldn't keep my eyes off his erection.

"So after you left, I jumped on that one slide with the bowl and the drop to clear my head, and it almost worked." He continued. "Then I saw you just walking casually in nothing but a scarf, and I almost had to take you on a table right there."

This had been the moment I was waiting for. I was either going to sleep well or not at all tonight, and I would be filled to the brim either way. "So, Master, do you want me to dress like this for the rest of the trip?" I asked, feeling almost smug as I felt myself get wet with something other than water. I didn't think I had ever seen him that worked up before. I would definitely have to do this more.

"God yes," Master replied, and I could see his swimsuit tighten at the thought. "You, Rebecca, Honesty. and Mint. Nothing I can't see through, the entire time. Although I really want to see you in a suit like Honesty's as well at some point, but that can wait."

"I'll see what I can get out of the shop for Miss Rebecca and Honesty." Mint said, sneaking up behind us, "But I just have to get my own dress out of my suite."

"Thank you, Mint," Master replied as we entered the Cabana.

Before Mint could hand out the drinks I was on on the daybed, butt to the sky as I clung to a pillow, with Master looming over me and Rebecca rushing over to hold me open for him as he slipped out of his squarelegs.

I just about had the wind knocked out of me when he rammed his rod home inside of me. It didn't hurt, but wow it went in fast. I felt his mouth on my neck as I saw Honesty start to close the blinds to give us privacy, and I heard Mint mutter a "Holy shit," as she watched her childhood friend and crush fuck me like a wild beast. It was exciting, and I held onto that pillow for dear life as I felt him ram against me, ballsack slamming against my clit like a mallet on a kick drum for a good minute before I got my breath back.

"Master," I cried out after I crashed through an orgasm from the roughest sex in my life. "Slow down. Please. Master."

He did. The jackhammer slowed down to a steadier rhythm, and I could hear and feel him breathing harder and slower. Drinks forgotten, Mint took up the spot where Rebecca usually would be, as I can hear my master's girlfriend masturbate as she whispers words of encouragement in his ear.

Mint though, Mint was sitting right beside me, playing with my breasts and calling me master's little whore, encouraging me to be a good girl and take everything my master would give me. She had apparently picked up on what was going on, because a bunch of it involved making me a mother.

Eventually he pulled out, and I was flipped over, still clutching the pillow as someone slid another one under my hips. Then he was back in, pounding away. Rebecca was now on my left and Mint on my right as they played with my body. I cried out as their ministrations and Master's efforts sent me over the edge again, and then finally I felt him ram everything home one last time and come.

When I was back to my senses, Honesty had already gotten to work cleaning Master off, as Rebecca laid next to me in the afterglow of her own orgasm, and Mint handed me my can of pineapple juice, still cold, before wiping me down so nothing else got on the pareo I was somehow still wearing.

The drink was sweet and soothing on my parched throat, and after a gulp I managed to string together just a few words. "Master, how am I going to explain this to the baby?"

He had flopped down in the chair across from me and weakly waved his hand before Honesty handed him a bottle of water. "Just tell the kid it was while we were on vacation. Nobody needs all the details."

"Are you four always like this? Mint asked, smirking.

"No, usually it's Honesty giving it this hard." I replied. "But it is fun getting Master worked up enough he's on a hair trigger."

"I knew you did it deliberately." he replied, as Rebecca giggled.

"Of course I do, Master, it's part of my job description."