Paradise Isle, Their Deal Pt. 04

(Fetish, pierce, chastity, consensual, Paradise Isle) Chastity and piercings

By ChangeYourPassword

Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. It is a story of sexual fantasies and fetishes. These sexual practices are not for everyone, but those of us who delve into them understand the allure. The characters in the story certainly do. If you enjoy this story and the fetishes involved, great. If not, please forget the whole thing.

Read the previous chapters of The Deal, first.

The four of them paraded like that, making small talk, until they came to one of the larger restaurants, and there got lucky finding a table Sharon liked.

"Hailey, I'm confused. What are you two up to?" Sharon asked, after they'd settled in and ordered drinks.

Hailey hesitated. She wasn't sure she wanted to share the details of their deal with the two women who they hardly knew, but it occurred to her that actually made it easier. They'd never see them again after their vacation. Hell, they may never see them again after tonight, so why not? Around Paradise Isle, nothing was sacred, and everyone was kinky.

She took a deep breath and then did her best to explain the deal they had made. To enjoy a couple of their secret fantasies, while they were in paradise for their vacation.

Connor was surprised that she was opening up so, but the more his wife talked, the more fun they all had. Sharon and Melony loved the story, and they all laughed at the way Hailey described their adventures to-date.

He even joined in to relate how much his balls hurt him, whenever he saw something particularly sexy or kinky.

"You should be punished, you lecherous dog!" Sharon declared. The girls laughed at that, but he wasn't all that certain if she was just being funny, or if that was really the way she felt.

"So, your piercings are fulfilling your own favorite fantasies." Melony asked, pleasantly.

"Yeth, absolutely."

"But you're not thrilled with the jewelry." Sharon prompted, giving Connor a dirty look.

"Well..."

"You should keep him locked away for longer, as punishment."

"But then I'll just get more piercings."

"But you said, that's what you want." Melony said, a little confused.

"Yeth. I'm damned if I do and damned if I don't"

They laughed.

"Well, then keep him locked up. That's the way men should be kept. And you can always refuse more piercings." Sharon said, and Melony nodded agreement.

When Connor started to protest all three of the girls shut him up. "You be quiet. We're not talking to you!" Melony emphasized the point by leaning over and grabbing his cage. This time, though she twisted it and hurt him.

"Ow, hey!" he groaned, and squirmed, but since she held on, he couldn't move too much. When he tried to push her away, she held on tighter.

"You just be a good boy and keep your mouth shut." She ordered.

Hailey didn't like seeing her man hurt, so she spoke up. "I will stick to the deal. I won't refuse more piercings. Like I said, I do want them. I like what I have, and I'm sure I'll enjoy more."

"Even the jewelry?" Melony asked.

"Well, thome. But I can always change it out if I want, later."

Sharon laughed. "Oh don't. I like what you've got."

She reached over grabbed the nipple chain and pulled Hailey over to kiss her. Hailey was surprised, and embarrassed, but not disenchanted, especially when she felt Sharon's tongue push in between her lips and poke at her heart stud.

She wasn't into women, but it felt kind of nice. Slowly she began kissing her back. It was fun, and sexy as hell, but the woman's grip on her nipple chain was uncomfortable and kind of scary. She felt very controlled, restrained, helpless - something like that.

They were still kissing when the waiter returned with their drinks. Sharon didn't let it interrupt them, and continued to hold her and kiss her.

Hailey felt a real flash of embarrassment, but didn't try and stop anything.

She was relieved when Sharon finally released her, both from the kiss and her grip. She was confused though, by her feelings. She liked it and didn't.

Sharon settled back into her chair as if nothing had happened, and grabbed at her drink.

Of course, Connor had watched. And the sight got him excited. He wasn't about to interrupt. He did find it hard to believe that his wife was clearly enjoying kissing another woman.

They must be putting something in the water, around here. Some super aphrodisiac.

When he glanced over at Melanie, she too was admiring the view. She did notice him, and looking his way she just smiled and shrugged, unbothered.

Drinks refilled, the four of them resumed their casual review of the resort. It was Sharon and Melony's third vacation on Paradise Isle, and they swore that they'd be back again next year. They enjoyed the place so.

"We meet the most interesting people." Melanie said, looking at her two new friends.

"We do." Sharon added. "But like I said, you two have me confused. You're teasing or torturing each other, and both of you seem to enjoy being both the teaser and the teasee." She giggled, "if there is such a word."

Hailey laughed. "I don't know either, but I think you're right about us."

Melanie laughed, "that's so cool."

The food arrived and they ate and talked, mainly the women. Connor was often left out of their discussions, but he didn't really mind. His three companions were pretty and entertaining. And the food and drink were good.

By the end of the meal, at least the three women were the best of friends, and all four of them were well on their way to being thoroughly inebriated.

Hailey was thinking about returning to their room, to have Connor get her off, when Melony interrupted her train of thought.

"This place is so crowded because of the dance tonight. They brought over a band just for a party at the club, over there." Sharon explained, pointing over the little walking bridge toward the next island built into the pool. "We need to go over to that bar and go dancing."

"That sounds like fun. Hailey, you have to join us, I want to see your jewelry in action on the dance floor." Melony said, excitedly.

Connor shook his head. "Oh, I don't know..."

He was tired of being the odd man out, literally, and was ready to head back to their suite.

Hailey looked at him and put on her pouty face. It always made him laugh, and surrender to her wants.

He groaned. "Alright. But you know I'm a terrible dancer."

Connor could picture himself on the dance floor, gyrating with his cock cage waving at everyone around him. He didn't really need that humiliation. And he was feeling so drunk he was afraid he'd fall over.

A short time later, Hailey was gently pulling him along, following Sharon and Malorie across to the club behind several other couples, headed in the same direction.

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Of course, the club was packed.

Sharon led their little group around for a while looking for an available table for four, but had no luck.

"Sharon, isn't that Ariana and Sadie over there? At that big table?" Melanie said pointing off to the side.

Sharon turned to see where her wife was pointing and then spotted the table where their friends were seated. It was an unusual table for six, but besides their friends, there was already another couple sitting there.

"There might be room for us to squeeze in with them," she said as she began working her way in that direction.

As they ran through the introductions, Hailey noticed that Sadie's nipples were also pierced and ringed, but her rings were small, delicate and pretty. And there was no chain connecting them. She also saw that the girl had a delicate little ring in her septum. It was golden and included a little diamond that caught the light, sparkling as she moved. Very pretty, she decided.

Connor noticed the girl's piercings too, when he was introduced. He thought his wife's nipple decorations were much more fun.

He smiled at her, but she was too busy staring at his cage, and giggling, to notice.

The other pair sitting with them were a couple, a man and a woman, and the guy wore a slave collar, with a leash trailing over to the woman's hand.

Connor's cock again tried to push its way out of the cage, as he realized the guy was clearly a sex slave to his woman. That was another fantasy he'd imagined, but ultimately rejected. Hailey had never been the type to play the dominatrix.

They were introduced as Blakely and her pet boy Scotty. She wore a pretty bikini but he seemed to be naked, but since they didn't leave their seats, it was hard to tell.

Connor waved down a server, and he scrounged up a couple more chairs for the table. It was a tight fit, but they managed, everyone sitting close and cozy, shoulder to shoulder.

He wound up squeezed in between Blakely and Sadie - not the best of positions. He was pretty much ignored by both of them.

On the other side of Blakely, Scotty didn't say a thing, other than the occasional 'yes, Mistress.'

Connor realized that he was now sitting at a table with his wife, and two pairs of lesbians, along with a dominant mistress and her very submissive slave boy.

How bizarre was that? How big a turn-on was that? His aching balls told him it was huge!

After they'd settled in and ordered drinks, Ariana turned to Hailey. "I see your man is caged. Blakely's pet boy is too. She keeps him that way all the time."

Blakely smiled proudly. "Yes, I do. I love him and he adores me. I do like keeping him around, but I only need his cock on occasion. And keeping him horny and deprived, makes him very obedient and accommodating.

"Isn't that so Scotty?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"So, Hailey, is your boy's cage from here?"

"Yeth. It iz"

Hailey was embarrassed, it seemed like all the alcohol had made her lisp, worse. Shit!

Sharon chuckled. "Hailey just got her tongue pierced."

Blakely looked at her quizzically. "I hope you didn't do that so you could better suck on his cock." She said nodding toward Connor.

Surprised, Hailey shook her head, and mumbled, "no."

She glanced over to see Connor's reaction to her answer, and he just shrugged, understanding her predicament. He didn't; want to cross Blakely, the Mistress, and he didn't want his wife to either.

"Good.

"Did you get his cage here? From Chasti-Permalock?"

"No. Ith a thimple cage."

"Hmm. I love that company's products. I had Scotty rendered hairless, other than on his head, by their nanites, and I'm contemplating other changes.

"Did you include the plug attachment, Hailey?"

"Um, no." Hailey muttered, unsure what she was even referring to.

Ariana, listening in, giggled. "Blakely, is a very kinky mistress. Her slave boy has a big butt plug attached with a short length of chain to his cage. He has to keep it inside his ass, or it dangles and pulls on his balls!" Then she broke out laughing delightedly.

Blakely smiled proudly. "It helps keep him docile. And if I ever decide to loan him out to some guy, he'll be able to accept a big cock."

Connor was totally grossed out. The slave boy always had a plug up his ass? And he might have to take a cock up there, too? OMG!

And then it got worse...

"Scotty, stand up and show the ladies."

"Not necessary." Sharon said, clearly not interested in seeing the boy's ass.

"No trouble. Scotty, show us."

He hesitated for only a moment, embarrassed, but when Blakely scowled at him, he stood up, turned around and then bent at the waste, spreading his cheeks with his hands.

From his angle Connor couldn't see. He didn't want to, anyway. He did note that Scotty was indeed hairless, his skin smooth; feminine even.

Hailey did see. There, tucked into the guy's ass crack was the base of a butt-plug. It looked large, and dangling from its center was a length of chain that hung down several inches and then looped back toward his balls, and presumably to his cock cage.

And just like Ariana had said, she could see that to take a dump, he'd have to remove the plug, hold it while he emptied himself and then put it back. Kinky, but disgusting too.

After a minute, Blakely instructed her slave to rotate left and right so everyone could get a better look.

And when Connor saw, he understood. It was certainly a bizarrely kinky arrangement. One thing that caught his attention was how, from behind, Scotty's hairless ass, filled with that plug looked very much like a woman's. He'd been turned on by pics like that on some of his favorite porn sights.

He and Hailey had never tried anal sex, but it was another fantasy, more a curiosity. How would it feel? They'd touched on the subject, during their big night of confessions, but neither of them had voiced any great interest in it.

"Alright, Scotty boy, you can sit back down now." Blakely ordered.

Connor really felt sorry for the guy's humiliation. Not only the women at the table saw his performance, but a bunch of the other diners also got a peek.

Watching him, Connor noticed that when his filled ass hit the hard chair, he flinched a bit. It must push that thing in a little deeper, every time he sat on it.

"Impressive, eh?" Ariana said, enthusiastically. She apparently enjoyed the slave boy's predicament.

She looked over at Hailey, the other woman at the table with a man of her own. "You should consider a plug like that for your boy. He's already caged. It would be an easy and fun addition for him. Don't you think?"

Hailey, drunk and feeling mischievous, looked over at him, thoughtfully, as if she was actually considering the idea.

Connor stared back at her, waiting. He was fairly confident she had no interest in that sort of abuse or humiliation for him. But the longer she seemed to consider it, the more frightened he became. His ass was virgin and he intended to keep it that way.

Finally, he lost it. "Hailey!"

"Hey, I'm thinking." She said, giggling.

He gave her a filthy look.

"Alright. No Ariana, I'm not interested in his ass."

Blakely spoke up, then. "You should be. That thing helps keep Scotty very malleable. And he's learned to enjoy the occasional cock up there."

"So do I." Sadie announced, happily, laughing. But then she clarified. "Not a live one, mind you, am artificial one, that vibrates. Feels lovely."

Everyone laughed, and Connor was relieved when the attention moved on from that topic.

When the band began playing in earnest, the dance floor quickly became crowded. And the women at the table began visiting the dance floor. In their pairings, or with others from the table.

Even Blakely led her pet boy out there by his leash. When she did, Connor could see that their cages were identical, although Scotty's seemed even shorter, compressing his cock even more. And as he was walked back, Connor also got a glimpse of the chain that connected his cage to his butt plug, swinging and glistening between his legs. Poor schmuck...

After a while, Hailey dragged him over to dance, although she knew he didn't particularly enjoy it.

In between songs, Hailey pulled him close and whispered, "what a group, eh?"

"Yup." He replied shaking his head in wonder.

"I guess we fit right in."

That thought hadn't occurred to him, but he realized it was true. It was one very kinky table full of sexy people.

Eight people. Six women, and two men. Four lesbians, a Mistress and her slave, and the two of them. He'd never imagined being a member of such a grouping.

As soon as they returned to the table, Sharon stepped over to Hailey and, as she had before, grabbed the chain between Hailey's breasts. "Come on girl, let's dance."

Hailey hesitated, but couldn't resist with the woman pulling on her nipple rings. She almost protested, but didn't want to make a scene, and she did like her new friend, so she sighed, and stood up. Sharon gave her a quick kiss and then led her out onto the dance floor by her tits.

Connor watched, his cock aroused and aching from the sight.

Everyone else was on the dance floor, so after they'd left, beneath the table Sadie slid her hand onto his thigh. Startled, he turned to her.

"So, you don't mind being locked away?" she asked.

"Well, I mind, but it turns me on. I..."

He stopped suddenly when her soft hand reached his cage and she wrapped her fingers around it.

She giggled. "You like your wife having control over your sex?"

He didn't want to try to go into the details of their deal, so he made the easy admission. "Yes."

"But she doesn't get any." She said as she extended her fingers to include his balls. She gave them a squeeze, that made him groan.

She giggled again, enjoying her play.

"Um, I eat her."

'Oh, that's good. She prefers your tongue to your cock? It does seem awfully small inside here."

She pulled the whole cage away from his body, pulling on his balls, and again he jumped and moaned.

"If you're that good with your tongue. I'd like to try you out. Will you eat my pussy, Connor?"

Before he could answer Melony appeared on the other side of Ariana. "Ariana my dear, we haven't danced together yet. Come on, forget that stud. He doesn't have anything you want."

Ariana looked up at her, "alright lover."

She gave his cage a final twist, that really hurt, and then while he was still groaning, gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, before jumping up to follow Melony.

Connor sat there stunned. He took a big drink of his beer, and waited for Hailey to return.

When she returned, he told her it was time to go.

She wasn't quite ready to leave her new friends, but he insisted, so when Sharon and Melony finally returned, they said their goodbyes, and headed out.

"Why?" she asked as they walked out.

"I'm tired and drunk. I need sleep and to get away from that crew."

"They were fun." She argued. "And sexy, and kinky," she added with a giggle.

"Your lisp is fading." He said, changing the subject.

"Good."

"It was cute."

"I sounded silly."

He grabbed her hand and squeezed. "I love you."

"Love you more," she replied happily.

"Ariana hit on me," he said a moment later, as they continued along the pathway. It was dark, but the walkways were gently lit. It made it a romantic and private stroll, and the sky was filled with stars.

"Hah. Blakely hit on me. She wants both of us." Hailey replied.

"Really?"

"Yeth. I got the impression she considers us both candidates for her brand of domination. She sees us as two submissives in need of a mistress."

"Oh shit!" The very thought frightened him.

They continued their walk for a while, now in silence with both of them lost in thought.

"I felt sorry for slave Scotty," Connor finally said.

"He is a true submissive." She giggled, "You mean you wouldn't like to wear a collar and be led around on a leash?"

"No," he sighed.

She laughed, "You sure? With Blakely in control."

"No!"

"With a but plug attached to your cage and filling your ass?" Still laughing.

"Hailey!"

"Stretching your ass so it could accept a cock?"

"Oh stop. You're in control of my cock. That's enough for me."

She stopped and pulled him into a hug. "Are you enjoying yourself? Are you okay with my control?"

He kissed her. "Yes, and I love you and this game."

"Me too."

"So, you're okay with your jewelry?"

She sighed. "Yes, I've gotten used to it. All of it. Everyone seems to like staring at my breasts. That's for sure."

She didn't admit how surprisingly turned on she had become when Sharon had grabbed her chain and led her around by her nipples. It sent shivers down to her pussy.

Even thinking about it now, got her aroused.

Spotting an empty cabana, meant for two lounging guests, she pulled him over. He was surprised, but didn't resist.

It was quiet and dark, and she dragged him onto the cushion, where she fell back and spread her legs.

"I'm terribly horny. Give me an orgasm, stud.