baz180
11-18-2007, 8:45 AM
Celebrity Fantasy Island
By baz180
The following story is a work of fiction. It contains scenes of an adult nature
so if you are under 18, stop reading now. This story contains explicit sexual
language and fantasies. If you are offended by such activities, do not read any
further. This is purely a fantasy. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead
is purely coincidental. The author is not responsible for any damage resulting
from reading this work. It is written with thanks to the woman who is its
inspiration, along with apologies to her for any lack of quality. Any of the
story's faults are the authors.
This story may be reposted or archived provided the following conditions are
met:
1. The story is not altered in any way
2. The story contains my name and disclaimer
3. You do not make money from the story
Chapter 1
Britney sat on the Bermuda beach bored out of her mind, her next tour was months away, her practice was done, she was lean fit and as horny as hell.
Guys just would not chat her up, she laid back on her towel and read the days USA today paper, she flicked through the pages, but then something caught her eye.
The advert showed a small island in the Philippines, called Catanduanes, beautiful beaches and blue waters, but it was, what was written below that caught her gaze.
“Females Only, explore this haven, no cameras, no phones, Men only there for your pleasure. Be pampered like a Queen. Your wish is there command. Email for more details, its expensive but worth it.”
Her curiosity had now got her, she put her flip flops on and headed for the Internet café. She sent off her email and awaited the reply.
Several minutes went by and she grew anxious, just as she got up to go away, the Inbox said 1.
Britney read the reply and was astonished, it would cost her $10,000 per week, small change for her, it included a list of things she could get up to.
The men had to obey and were nothing more really than slaves, there was bondage, pony riding, trampling, foot worship and whipping and many more exciting things.
Her pussy got extremely wet, she had read about such men, but all together on an Island, she could do anything, what fun.
Britney replied and awaited instructions for booking, she had the time and the money.
Chapter 2
Anjelina relaxed on the Island of Catanduanes, she sat looking out at a clear blue ocean, her tanned feet rested on a buried man’s face, she could feel his breath through her toes, she felt so superior.
The man was tightly strapped and only his face was showing, his mouth always open, his only job that day was to make sure Anjelina had somewhere to put her smooth feet, other than on the hot sand.
He was in this position for failing to hold his load during a tease session with one of the guests.
Kneeling to her right side, another slave, completely naked, held her drink, his only garment a leather collar.
On her left side another slave was all fours and was being used as a table for her reading material, nothing more, nothing less.
Laying back, she looked out at the world and felt totally exalted in the present company.
She picked up a remote control, the slave under her feet had an electrode inserted up his ass and she had the on, off switch.
Pressing the button to on, she felt a shudder under the sensitive soles of her feet, he was feeling some pain at her expense.
The meter was set at low, she turned it off and reset it to medium, cruelly she turned the power back on.
A cry sounded from beneath her feet, she laughed and just rubbed her hot feet across his face.
Standing up the slave could now see straight up to her thinly covered mound, this turned him on, but he was in such pain.
Anjelina looked down and smiled, the grimace on his face said it all.
“I’m going for a swim, hope you can handle some pain for a while.”
She removed her reading material from the other slaves back and straddled him, she could feel his muscular body beneath her thighs.
“Get crawling, off to the sea.”
The slave carried his burden down to the sea edge, waves were sliding in and out, he was commanded to enter the sea.
Panic set in as the waves fast approached his neck level, he had to hold his high to breathe now, stop came the command.
Anjelina then casually pushed his head under, she loved the power of making a man squirm, this was where she wanted to be in life, commanding and torturing others for fun, his head started to thrash.
Letting him up she laughed before standing on his back and diving in.
She turned around and told him to kneel, the water was up to his chin as he watched her swim off.
Chapter 3
Lucy Liu had been at the Island before, her career had taken off, she had plenty of money and needed a place away from he limelight, this was just perfect.
Each Mistress was assigned a room slave, for fetching, carrying, cleaning and generally doing anything she wanted.
Every night Lucy commanded her slave to drink 2 litres of mineral water, this was to insure he had a full bladder by morning.
She awoke and snapped her fingers, the male slave, about 30 years old appeared by the side of the bed.
He was naked, except for a collar, his cock, rock hard and pointing upwards, his head bowed in silence and respect.
She looked at his muscular frame, probably a good 16 stone of muscle, a six pack stomach and hard good looks.
Lucy loved the power, this handsome man was a toy for her to play with.
“Get me some tea, toast and a banana and be quick.”
He shot off and 5 minutes later arrived back with the breakfast as requested.
“Would you like a drink slave ?”
He nodded as speech was not permitted, she smiled at him and sipped her tea.
“You can lick the sweat from my feet, while I eat, get to it slave.”
The slave went to the end of the bed rolled the covers back, until he had exposed her sexy young feet.
Her toes flexed as she watched this stud of a man set about licking the soles of her feet.
Lucy drank her tea and ate her banana and toast, the thrill of watching a man lick her feet was so awesome.
“Put your cock on my feet, I wish to play with it.”
The studs 8 inches felt good and hard under her toes, she stroked his cock head with one foot and his balls with the other.
Lucy pulled back all the covers exposing her near naked body, except for a thong, his eyes lite up, she was so beautiful.
Her full and pert breasts pointed up, nipples hard and a flat tanned stomach.
He felt like coming, but severe and public punishment awaited any slave cummimg without command.
Any Mistress could order their slave punished, for what ever reason.
There were varying ways a bound slave could be tied up and given pain for the slightest indiscretion, there were many wardens on the island, all female, generally dressed in black leather, with high heeled boots, theses women tied, tethered and led the slaves around assuring that the guest always were amused.
She stopped her teasing and swung her legs out onto the floor, again she snapped her fingers and he knelt before her.
“Would you like a toilet break, slave.”
He nodded, his bladder was bursting and having a hard cock did not help, he so needed a piss.
“Lie at my feet.”
The slave eased out in front of her, Lucy the stood on his chest, she played with his face before turning around to stand on his stomach.
The pressure was now intense on his bladder, he wanted so much now to pee, Lucy giggled.
Having power was superb, he had no choice but to suffer under her sweet asian feet, she bounced a little and laughed.
She stood off him and revelled in his anguished, she strode off to the bathroom.
“Follow me, slave, on all fours.”
He followed her into the bathroom and watched as she lowered her thong, her trimmed bush looked very sexy surrounding her glorious pussy.
Squatting on the toilet she let a stream of pee flow from beneath her, he could hear the run, the noises, oh how he wanted to do the same.
“I bet you would love to go for a little pee.”
He dutifully nodded in complete agreement, she reached forward and grabbed his chin, she looked lovingly into his blue eyes.
“I want you to lick me dry, and then you can lick my ass and if I am satisfied you can pee.”
Lucy stood up and he raised his head to her wet hole, licking he tasted the nectar from her body and groaned at its salty taste.
She then turned around and bent forward, reaching around she grabbed her buttocks and pulled them apart.
The slave stuck his tongue into the crevice and licked in between her pert buttocks, the thrill was all hers as he done the task she ordered.
“You may pee, slave.”
She watched the man pee and savoured the awe at making him wait for her to command him.
Chapter 4
Britney went into the waiting lounge for her flight to Celebrity Island, her pussy was already wet thinking about the male slaves and the things she would do.
A 6 foot 6 man appeared, offered a drink and then went about his business, he was dressed in a air steward suit, he may attend her on the plane who knows.
Her feet were tired, she had worn her high heeled boots by mistake and her feet were getting very sweaty.
Britney boarded the plane and found there were several men aboard, she also noticed another Celebrity it was Catherine Zeta Jones, she waved at her and they exchanged smiles.
The flight took off and the seat belt sign was removed, a young man approached, he was naked and was also the guy who gave her a drink earlier.
He knelt before her and bowed his head, a female stewardess approached and explained he was her flight slave, she could do with him as she pleased.
Britney glanced over and saw Catherine had already removed her shoes and was resting her stocking clad feet upon the slaves face, he was holding them tightly and breathing through his nose, Catherine raised her glass and smiled.
“Clean my boots, slave.” Britney commanded.
The strapping slave leaned forward and lick at the dusty cowboy boots before him, her slightly tanned legs just inches from his face.
His cock grew hard under the command of such a beautiful woman, he was a slave to a celebrity and loved every minute of it.
Britney glanced at his now fully erect cock, her eyes bludged at the sheer size and girth of it.
Casually she glanced at Catherine, she was gazing into her slave’s eyes and tickling his balls, he was sweating under her touch, knowing cumming was not allowed, Britney smiled, this was going to be a lot of fun.
She relaxed back in her chair and watched the licking of her boots with some amusement, another idea came to the forefront of her mind, she wanted to feel that tongue.
“Now, remove my boots slave.”
Her feet were now greasy with sweat and needed some air, when the boots came off she twirled her ankles and pointed her feet forward, the slave placed the boots to the sides and awaited his next command.
Britney thought for a moment and decided to test the waters, he had to do anything she asked.
“Lick my feet, slave.” Her body tensed as she said it.
She watched his reaction and sighed as he held her feet up and licked at her sweaty toes, this must be heaven Britney thought.
Chapter 5
The slave started to panic, the water had got up to his mouth and he could only breathe through his nose now.
He saw Anjelina swimming back, she stood up and placed her bikini bottomed pussy right up close to his face, his eyes bulged and his cock became very hard.
He was partly in heaven and partly worried about his impending breathing difficulties.
Anjelina smiled as he looked into her eyes, the water now rose above his nose and he could no longer breathe.
He tensely awaited the order to stand up, he waited and waited, he did not know what to do, he stood up and saw her sexy face.
“Who told you to get up ? you obviously want some public punishment, I will decide what and where from the menu.”
Each Mistress had a menu of punishments that could be basically ordered up, they were listed as minor, major and severe and could be for the masses to watch or the individual’s eyes only.
The slave was ordered to crawl like a worm back to her sun lounger, she walked back and arrived at the her tormented slaves exposed face.
Anjelina laughed as his face told a picture, he was suffering quite badly and the pain in his ass was unbearable after half an hour.
Her feet had got very sandy from the water and dry sand, she lowered a foot into the waiting cleaning hole.
“Clean my feet, slave.”
He licked at the gritty toes now stuffed into his face, she wiggled her toes and slid her foot in and out of his wet mouth.
She then changed her feet over and gave him her other dirty foot, the feeling of power and superiority invaded her world, she loved it.
“I think you need a drink slave, after all that sand has gone down your throat.”
Anjelina then unclipped her bikini bottom and let it drop to the sandy floor, squatting down she presented the slave with a view most men would die for.
Releasing her bowel, a steady stream of hot pee hit the slave directly in the mouth, he swallowed for all he was worth, savouring this Goddess’s scared gift.
The flow had stopped and she stood up, Anjelina then ordered the slave holding her drink to move the chair some six foot back, she did not want to put her feet on his piss stained face.
He was then commanded to unearth the slaves genitals, digging away they were found and the sun lounger was moved to the correct location.
Anjelina walked back to the slaves face, looking down she pointed at him.
“I’m going to play with you, using my feet, if you cum, I will put you on toilet punishment.” She smiled and then walked away.
Toilet punishment involved the slave being bound in a large sewage pipe, his face would placed underneath the exit leading from a toilet, the slave would only hear the pull of a chain and then quite literally be shit or pissed on.
This is island is so much fun, what torture for a male, having me please him but no end reward, she thought to herself before sitting down.
Anjelina liberally poured a load of sun tan cream into the now semi erect penis, she turned the electrode off so he could feel everything, her toes flexed and she started the torture.
For most men, having Anjelina Jolie toy with your cock would be heaven, but for this slave, only extreme will power would save him from a severe punishment.
Just then Anjelina saw a woman sitting on the back of her crawling slave, it was Drew Barrymore.
She sat in the arch of his back, her bare feet rested on his head and her hands on the back of his knees.
“Is this one yours, Anjelina, I thought I would see who was using him.”
“He is, when he gets here, I’m going to report him for free will offences.” She shouted back.
When Drew got close, she pushed her feet hard into the slaves head forcing his face into the sand.
She then got up and approached the bound slaves face, she placed her foot quite hard onto his mouth and shouted at him for a clean.
Anjelina watched the young temptress exert force on her bound slave and then gazed as she swapped feet and did the same with the other one.
Drew looked at Anjelina and worked out what she was doing, she smiled cruelly.
“You play the tease and cum game, I like that one, can I help.” Drew said.
“Sure, if you want.”
Drew then removed her sarong to reveal her naked pussy, she squatted over the bound slave giving him an eye full.
The slave starred at her dripping wet pussy, the administrations on his cock and this sexy quim so made him want to cum.
Drew knelt over the slaves face and buried her knees into the sand until her pussy made some contact.
“Lick me slave.” She commanded.
The slave was now finding it hard to concentrate on something else, he had the sexy soles and toes of Anjelina Jolie playing with his penis and Drew Barrymore’s wet fanny on his face.
“My slave is being punished back there, I found a red ants nest, smeared some jam on his genitals and shoved them into the mound, to finish, I staked him there.” Drew Laughed.
“You’re a real bitch Drew, what did he do ?” Anjelina inquired.
“He came in me during sex, I was riding the hell out of him for a good half an hour and he shot his load into me.”
The slave underneath convulsed as he had started to taste something salty and now knew what it was.
Chapter 6
Britney lay back and smiled to herself, a mountain of a hunk was slavishly licking her salty feet, it tickled a little as his tongue probed and massage her most sensitive spots.
A hand lowered to her wet pussy and she stroked her the mound to ease her own sexual pressure.
The slave was now so horny, his cock strained as he smelt and tasted the sexy soles of Britney’s feet.
Casually Britney again glanced over at Catherine, she had now fallen asleep, but her slave was busy smelling her stocking clad feet, a high heeled shoe forced over his hard penis, his hands secured, and his mouth taped.
He was forced to sniff her gorgeous feet and could do nothing about it, it would be a long flight for him.
The relaxation of the rhythmic licking and her own tiredness eventually caught her up and she too fell asleep.
A stewardess shook her, waking her to say that they would be landing shortly, a look at her watch indicated she had been asleep for two hours, she looked at her feet to find her slave still there, devoted licking away, she smiled.
“Put my boots back on slave.”
She looked at Catherine who was now busy getting ready to land, her slave had put her shoes on and was busy assuming the take off and landing position.
The plane landed and the two celebrities strode off the plane, instead of the usual engine coach, a group of two slaves awaited, both carrying a throne on their shoulders.
“What do you think so far Catherine, cool.”
“This is a really relaxing place, Michael has no idea, he thinks it’s a spar, bless.”
“You are nasty, but it looks like its worth it.”
“Oh yeah, it is.”
When the two women arrived, the thrones were lowered and then sat down, with a steady heave, they arose.
Britney felt like the Queen of Sheba, this was superb, a place to behold and visit every year with out a doubt.
Chapter 7
Lucy told her slave to clean her bathroom and then all of her shoes, with his tongue, she would inspect them on her return and expect shiny footwear.
She smiled as she closed the door, wearing her favourite one piece leather dress and high heel mules, she made her way to the torture chamber, she was in the mood for some pain.
Opening the door to the massive room, she spied many men tied up and waiting.
A big black slave tied to a standing x frame caught her immediate eye, she approached him and with savagery, twist his exposed nipples, he cried into his gag in pain.
“Scream boy, you going to get a lot worse than that.”
When the nipples were suitable sensitive she applied a powerfully sprung crocodile clip to each.
His eyes were now watering, he looked at her as if to say, please have mercy.
Lucy then played with his penis bringing it to full arousal, her hand then lowered to his balls, she squeezed them hard and looked into his pleading eyes.
“Pleasure has to be paid for.”
She then dug her sharp nails into his vulnerable flesh, his head thrashed around and he was now crying.
Lucy picked up a small thin paddle with small metal spikes, holding his balls she started to whack them.
The power for her was over whelming and she orgasmed on the spot, his balls were now bruised and sore.
She then applied a parachute to them and hung a quite heavy weight from the hook provided, a chain linked up the crocodile clips.
Sitting down she surveyed the scene of pain she had created, pulling the chain she applied even more pressure, his face was now beetroot red.
Lucy slipped a sexy foot from its shoe and toyed with the weight hanging from his balls, this was extreme torture but she didn’t care, she was a celebrity bitch enjoying herself.
Chapter 8
The two Olsen twins approached the matted area with great interest, they loved to fight, but now it would be them verses a slave.
The two girls wore a small gym skirt and a white vest, their shapely bodies oozed sexuality, their bare feet were so sweet and sexy it made men’s heads spin.
The slave eyed his opponents, two young girls, barefooted and barely weighing 8 stone each, he was 6 foot 6 and weighed over 18 stone, his massive frame meant power, he had rope tied to his wrists and ankles, although not secured to anything, a length of about 12 inches hung off which could be tied if you had time.
All three stepped onto the mat and bowed in respect for each other, the two girls parted, to make his task harder, he lounged at the nearest, Ashley.
She ducked and delivered a foot to his stomach, he tensed and rode the shot, but Mary-Kate kicked the rear of his knee sending him down onto one knee.
Ashley then let fly with a roundhouse kick to the face to send him sprawling, Mary Kate then grabbed the two pieces of rope from his wrists and pulled his arms above his head.
The slave knew that with his arms above his head he had lost a lot of strength, her feet poised on his shoulders and her entire effort pulling back.
He now could not defend himself from Ashley, she stamped on his stomach and in quick succession his face, then she jumped up and with her knee’s landed on his chest, he let out a groan.
Ashley then pummelled his face until he admitted defeat and to go back to being a slave.
The two triumphant girls got up and sat on a large sofa at the edge of the hall, they crossed their legs and ordered the slave to get them some drinks.
He dutifully returned with two drinks as ordered, his cock still hard from his fight.
Ashley put her drink down and slapped the man hard about the face, he could do nothing but take the abuse, his face was now a painful red.
“Your pathetic slave, pathetic.” Ashley shouted.
She pulled her skirt up and shoved her naked ass in the slaves face.
“Lick my ass, slave.”
The slave admired her rear, before shoving his tongue up the crack of her pert arse, Ashley moaned as the wet object explored the regions of her arse no tongue had invaded before.
Her hand went around to the back of his head as he circled the rim, delving in, he tasted the very divine essence of Ashley, she orgasmed on the spot, a thrill she had never experienced before.
Mary Kate picked up the phone and dialled the Island service line.
“Can you get our slave here, hooked up on the stretcher for us, cheers.”
The slave swallowed hard, the stretcher was a rather torturous device and highly painful, he was not looking forward to it.
Chapter 9
Drew loved the feel of a mans tongue on her pussy, she loved even better sitting on a mans face.
The slave below was in complete torment, he desperately tried to think about anything, except what was happening too him.
Anjelina’s feet were just so good at the job in hand, she expertly stroked, probed, pushed and caressed the head of his enormous dick, every so often her toes would drift down to his hanging balls and lightly bounce them, this was torture and he was surely going to cum.
Drew looked around at the slave that she had rode in on, then at the other slave kneeling near Anjelina.
“Mind if I borrow these two ?”
“No worries.” Anjelina replied.
“You two, one foot each, get licking the soles.” Drew commanded.
The two slaves dutifully took up positions just above Drew’s sandy feet, starting at her toes both slaves licked the sand away.
Drew smiled, this was heaven, men were creatures here, they knew their rightful place.
She could feel the wetness of their tongues on her sensitive toes and the slave below her was rapidly bring her to a juicy orgasm.
Both slaves moved on to her wrinkled soles, the feeling of superiority at having two men lick the soles of her feet, while another cleaned her pussy was overwhelming and she cried as she came.
A large white creamy glob appeared on Anjelina’s leg as the slave shot his load, she had two slaves to punish now, they just could not be trusted, but what to do with them.
“I can’t believe he came, the insolent slut.”
“Men, one cock and they cannot even control that, that’s two isn’t it, I have a lovely torture for two.”
“Tell me more.”
Chapter 10
Lucy slipped her divine foot back in its shoe and strode over to THE CHAIR, this was a fearsome piece of invention.
It was a luxury chair some eight inches from the ground, it was in the form of a sun lounger, at the foot end, a slaves face was there for punishment and torture.
Through a hole in the chair another head could be seen, he would be their to lick her ass.
But the whole chair was on a platform of four slaves, the two heads poked through holes in the structure allowing no contact.
The enjoyable part from the Celebrities point of view was the platform was supported by four sets of testicles.
While no one sat there, the pain was bearable, some 20lbs, but when a lady put her sexy little frame into the chair they had to burden her weight on just their balls, excruciating in he least.
Lucy strode up to the chair and slipped her high heels off, she slowly circled the chair, looking into all the slaves eyes, she casually stroked their shoulders and reached over to pinch their nipples.
“I really need to rest and that chair looks so comfortable.” She gloated.
She placed a sexy bare foot on the platform and watched the two front slaves grimace under just a little pressure, god this was going to hurt them she thought.
Now standing on the platform, her full body weight could be felt, all four slaves started to sweat and go red, Lucy turned around and lifting her dress up, she sat down.
Her feet now rested upon the slave’s face at her feet, she looked around and smiled at the pain she was causing.
“Lick my feet, worm.”
His tongue shot out like a missile, her sensual feet tasted salty, but he admired the smooth soles and lapped at them for all he was worth.
“You down there, get licking my arse, it’s a little sweaty.”
The slave gazed at her beautiful cheeks, smooth, supple and strong, his neck reached forward allowing his wet tongue the pleasure of licking Lucy’s arse crack.
His cock grew hard in its strap, straining with every second, so horny and yet no relief, at least he did not have to support her weight on his balls, so there was some mercies.
The four slaves surrounding Lucy admired her fantastic body, all the sensual curves, her sharp legs and lovely feet, but the pain in their groins took most of the pleasure away.
Lucy smiled at her situation, she loved the power of being a female with lots of money and able to torture these men at will.
By baz180
The following story is a work of fiction. It contains scenes of an adult nature
so if you are under 18, stop reading now. This story contains explicit sexual
language and fantasies. If you are offended by such activities, do not read any
further. This is purely a fantasy. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead
is purely coincidental. The author is not responsible for any damage resulting
from reading this work. It is written with thanks to the woman who is its
inspiration, along with apologies to her for any lack of quality. Any of the
story's faults are the authors.
This story may be reposted or archived provided the following conditions are
met:
1. The story is not altered in any way
2. The story contains my name and disclaimer
3. You do not make money from the story
Chapter 1
Britney sat on the Bermuda beach bored out of her mind, her next tour was months away, her practice was done, she was lean fit and as horny as hell.
Guys just would not chat her up, she laid back on her towel and read the days USA today paper, she flicked through the pages, but then something caught her eye.
The advert showed a small island in the Philippines, called Catanduanes, beautiful beaches and blue waters, but it was, what was written below that caught her gaze.
“Females Only, explore this haven, no cameras, no phones, Men only there for your pleasure. Be pampered like a Queen. Your wish is there command. Email for more details, its expensive but worth it.”
Her curiosity had now got her, she put her flip flops on and headed for the Internet café. She sent off her email and awaited the reply.
Several minutes went by and she grew anxious, just as she got up to go away, the Inbox said 1.
Britney read the reply and was astonished, it would cost her $10,000 per week, small change for her, it included a list of things she could get up to.
The men had to obey and were nothing more really than slaves, there was bondage, pony riding, trampling, foot worship and whipping and many more exciting things.
Her pussy got extremely wet, she had read about such men, but all together on an Island, she could do anything, what fun.
Britney replied and awaited instructions for booking, she had the time and the money.
Chapter 2
Anjelina relaxed on the Island of Catanduanes, she sat looking out at a clear blue ocean, her tanned feet rested on a buried man’s face, she could feel his breath through her toes, she felt so superior.
The man was tightly strapped and only his face was showing, his mouth always open, his only job that day was to make sure Anjelina had somewhere to put her smooth feet, other than on the hot sand.
He was in this position for failing to hold his load during a tease session with one of the guests.
Kneeling to her right side, another slave, completely naked, held her drink, his only garment a leather collar.
On her left side another slave was all fours and was being used as a table for her reading material, nothing more, nothing less.
Laying back, she looked out at the world and felt totally exalted in the present company.
She picked up a remote control, the slave under her feet had an electrode inserted up his ass and she had the on, off switch.
Pressing the button to on, she felt a shudder under the sensitive soles of her feet, he was feeling some pain at her expense.
The meter was set at low, she turned it off and reset it to medium, cruelly she turned the power back on.
A cry sounded from beneath her feet, she laughed and just rubbed her hot feet across his face.
Standing up the slave could now see straight up to her thinly covered mound, this turned him on, but he was in such pain.
Anjelina looked down and smiled, the grimace on his face said it all.
“I’m going for a swim, hope you can handle some pain for a while.”
She removed her reading material from the other slaves back and straddled him, she could feel his muscular body beneath her thighs.
“Get crawling, off to the sea.”
The slave carried his burden down to the sea edge, waves were sliding in and out, he was commanded to enter the sea.
Panic set in as the waves fast approached his neck level, he had to hold his high to breathe now, stop came the command.
Anjelina then casually pushed his head under, she loved the power of making a man squirm, this was where she wanted to be in life, commanding and torturing others for fun, his head started to thrash.
Letting him up she laughed before standing on his back and diving in.
She turned around and told him to kneel, the water was up to his chin as he watched her swim off.
Chapter 3
Lucy Liu had been at the Island before, her career had taken off, she had plenty of money and needed a place away from he limelight, this was just perfect.
Each Mistress was assigned a room slave, for fetching, carrying, cleaning and generally doing anything she wanted.
Every night Lucy commanded her slave to drink 2 litres of mineral water, this was to insure he had a full bladder by morning.
She awoke and snapped her fingers, the male slave, about 30 years old appeared by the side of the bed.
He was naked, except for a collar, his cock, rock hard and pointing upwards, his head bowed in silence and respect.
She looked at his muscular frame, probably a good 16 stone of muscle, a six pack stomach and hard good looks.
Lucy loved the power, this handsome man was a toy for her to play with.
“Get me some tea, toast and a banana and be quick.”
He shot off and 5 minutes later arrived back with the breakfast as requested.
“Would you like a drink slave ?”
He nodded as speech was not permitted, she smiled at him and sipped her tea.
“You can lick the sweat from my feet, while I eat, get to it slave.”
The slave went to the end of the bed rolled the covers back, until he had exposed her sexy young feet.
Her toes flexed as she watched this stud of a man set about licking the soles of her feet.
Lucy drank her tea and ate her banana and toast, the thrill of watching a man lick her feet was so awesome.
“Put your cock on my feet, I wish to play with it.”
The studs 8 inches felt good and hard under her toes, she stroked his cock head with one foot and his balls with the other.
Lucy pulled back all the covers exposing her near naked body, except for a thong, his eyes lite up, she was so beautiful.
Her full and pert breasts pointed up, nipples hard and a flat tanned stomach.
He felt like coming, but severe and public punishment awaited any slave cummimg without command.
Any Mistress could order their slave punished, for what ever reason.
There were varying ways a bound slave could be tied up and given pain for the slightest indiscretion, there were many wardens on the island, all female, generally dressed in black leather, with high heeled boots, theses women tied, tethered and led the slaves around assuring that the guest always were amused.
She stopped her teasing and swung her legs out onto the floor, again she snapped her fingers and he knelt before her.
“Would you like a toilet break, slave.”
He nodded, his bladder was bursting and having a hard cock did not help, he so needed a piss.
“Lie at my feet.”
The slave eased out in front of her, Lucy the stood on his chest, she played with his face before turning around to stand on his stomach.
The pressure was now intense on his bladder, he wanted so much now to pee, Lucy giggled.
Having power was superb, he had no choice but to suffer under her sweet asian feet, she bounced a little and laughed.
She stood off him and revelled in his anguished, she strode off to the bathroom.
“Follow me, slave, on all fours.”
He followed her into the bathroom and watched as she lowered her thong, her trimmed bush looked very sexy surrounding her glorious pussy.
Squatting on the toilet she let a stream of pee flow from beneath her, he could hear the run, the noises, oh how he wanted to do the same.
“I bet you would love to go for a little pee.”
He dutifully nodded in complete agreement, she reached forward and grabbed his chin, she looked lovingly into his blue eyes.
“I want you to lick me dry, and then you can lick my ass and if I am satisfied you can pee.”
Lucy stood up and he raised his head to her wet hole, licking he tasted the nectar from her body and groaned at its salty taste.
She then turned around and bent forward, reaching around she grabbed her buttocks and pulled them apart.
The slave stuck his tongue into the crevice and licked in between her pert buttocks, the thrill was all hers as he done the task she ordered.
“You may pee, slave.”
She watched the man pee and savoured the awe at making him wait for her to command him.
Chapter 4
Britney went into the waiting lounge for her flight to Celebrity Island, her pussy was already wet thinking about the male slaves and the things she would do.
A 6 foot 6 man appeared, offered a drink and then went about his business, he was dressed in a air steward suit, he may attend her on the plane who knows.
Her feet were tired, she had worn her high heeled boots by mistake and her feet were getting very sweaty.
Britney boarded the plane and found there were several men aboard, she also noticed another Celebrity it was Catherine Zeta Jones, she waved at her and they exchanged smiles.
The flight took off and the seat belt sign was removed, a young man approached, he was naked and was also the guy who gave her a drink earlier.
He knelt before her and bowed his head, a female stewardess approached and explained he was her flight slave, she could do with him as she pleased.
Britney glanced over and saw Catherine had already removed her shoes and was resting her stocking clad feet upon the slaves face, he was holding them tightly and breathing through his nose, Catherine raised her glass and smiled.
“Clean my boots, slave.” Britney commanded.
The strapping slave leaned forward and lick at the dusty cowboy boots before him, her slightly tanned legs just inches from his face.
His cock grew hard under the command of such a beautiful woman, he was a slave to a celebrity and loved every minute of it.
Britney glanced at his now fully erect cock, her eyes bludged at the sheer size and girth of it.
Casually she glanced at Catherine, she was gazing into her slave’s eyes and tickling his balls, he was sweating under her touch, knowing cumming was not allowed, Britney smiled, this was going to be a lot of fun.
She relaxed back in her chair and watched the licking of her boots with some amusement, another idea came to the forefront of her mind, she wanted to feel that tongue.
“Now, remove my boots slave.”
Her feet were now greasy with sweat and needed some air, when the boots came off she twirled her ankles and pointed her feet forward, the slave placed the boots to the sides and awaited his next command.
Britney thought for a moment and decided to test the waters, he had to do anything she asked.
“Lick my feet, slave.” Her body tensed as she said it.
She watched his reaction and sighed as he held her feet up and licked at her sweaty toes, this must be heaven Britney thought.
Chapter 5
The slave started to panic, the water had got up to his mouth and he could only breathe through his nose now.
He saw Anjelina swimming back, she stood up and placed her bikini bottomed pussy right up close to his face, his eyes bulged and his cock became very hard.
He was partly in heaven and partly worried about his impending breathing difficulties.
Anjelina smiled as he looked into her eyes, the water now rose above his nose and he could no longer breathe.
He tensely awaited the order to stand up, he waited and waited, he did not know what to do, he stood up and saw her sexy face.
“Who told you to get up ? you obviously want some public punishment, I will decide what and where from the menu.”
Each Mistress had a menu of punishments that could be basically ordered up, they were listed as minor, major and severe and could be for the masses to watch or the individual’s eyes only.
The slave was ordered to crawl like a worm back to her sun lounger, she walked back and arrived at the her tormented slaves exposed face.
Anjelina laughed as his face told a picture, he was suffering quite badly and the pain in his ass was unbearable after half an hour.
Her feet had got very sandy from the water and dry sand, she lowered a foot into the waiting cleaning hole.
“Clean my feet, slave.”
He licked at the gritty toes now stuffed into his face, she wiggled her toes and slid her foot in and out of his wet mouth.
She then changed her feet over and gave him her other dirty foot, the feeling of power and superiority invaded her world, she loved it.
“I think you need a drink slave, after all that sand has gone down your throat.”
Anjelina then unclipped her bikini bottom and let it drop to the sandy floor, squatting down she presented the slave with a view most men would die for.
Releasing her bowel, a steady stream of hot pee hit the slave directly in the mouth, he swallowed for all he was worth, savouring this Goddess’s scared gift.
The flow had stopped and she stood up, Anjelina then ordered the slave holding her drink to move the chair some six foot back, she did not want to put her feet on his piss stained face.
He was then commanded to unearth the slaves genitals, digging away they were found and the sun lounger was moved to the correct location.
Anjelina walked back to the slaves face, looking down she pointed at him.
“I’m going to play with you, using my feet, if you cum, I will put you on toilet punishment.” She smiled and then walked away.
Toilet punishment involved the slave being bound in a large sewage pipe, his face would placed underneath the exit leading from a toilet, the slave would only hear the pull of a chain and then quite literally be shit or pissed on.
This is island is so much fun, what torture for a male, having me please him but no end reward, she thought to herself before sitting down.
Anjelina liberally poured a load of sun tan cream into the now semi erect penis, she turned the electrode off so he could feel everything, her toes flexed and she started the torture.
For most men, having Anjelina Jolie toy with your cock would be heaven, but for this slave, only extreme will power would save him from a severe punishment.
Just then Anjelina saw a woman sitting on the back of her crawling slave, it was Drew Barrymore.
She sat in the arch of his back, her bare feet rested on his head and her hands on the back of his knees.
“Is this one yours, Anjelina, I thought I would see who was using him.”
“He is, when he gets here, I’m going to report him for free will offences.” She shouted back.
When Drew got close, she pushed her feet hard into the slaves head forcing his face into the sand.
She then got up and approached the bound slaves face, she placed her foot quite hard onto his mouth and shouted at him for a clean.
Anjelina watched the young temptress exert force on her bound slave and then gazed as she swapped feet and did the same with the other one.
Drew looked at Anjelina and worked out what she was doing, she smiled cruelly.
“You play the tease and cum game, I like that one, can I help.” Drew said.
“Sure, if you want.”
Drew then removed her sarong to reveal her naked pussy, she squatted over the bound slave giving him an eye full.
The slave starred at her dripping wet pussy, the administrations on his cock and this sexy quim so made him want to cum.
Drew knelt over the slaves face and buried her knees into the sand until her pussy made some contact.
“Lick me slave.” She commanded.
The slave was now finding it hard to concentrate on something else, he had the sexy soles and toes of Anjelina Jolie playing with his penis and Drew Barrymore’s wet fanny on his face.
“My slave is being punished back there, I found a red ants nest, smeared some jam on his genitals and shoved them into the mound, to finish, I staked him there.” Drew Laughed.
“You’re a real bitch Drew, what did he do ?” Anjelina inquired.
“He came in me during sex, I was riding the hell out of him for a good half an hour and he shot his load into me.”
The slave underneath convulsed as he had started to taste something salty and now knew what it was.
Chapter 6
Britney lay back and smiled to herself, a mountain of a hunk was slavishly licking her salty feet, it tickled a little as his tongue probed and massage her most sensitive spots.
A hand lowered to her wet pussy and she stroked her the mound to ease her own sexual pressure.
The slave was now so horny, his cock strained as he smelt and tasted the sexy soles of Britney’s feet.
Casually Britney again glanced over at Catherine, she had now fallen asleep, but her slave was busy smelling her stocking clad feet, a high heeled shoe forced over his hard penis, his hands secured, and his mouth taped.
He was forced to sniff her gorgeous feet and could do nothing about it, it would be a long flight for him.
The relaxation of the rhythmic licking and her own tiredness eventually caught her up and she too fell asleep.
A stewardess shook her, waking her to say that they would be landing shortly, a look at her watch indicated she had been asleep for two hours, she looked at her feet to find her slave still there, devoted licking away, she smiled.
“Put my boots back on slave.”
She looked at Catherine who was now busy getting ready to land, her slave had put her shoes on and was busy assuming the take off and landing position.
The plane landed and the two celebrities strode off the plane, instead of the usual engine coach, a group of two slaves awaited, both carrying a throne on their shoulders.
“What do you think so far Catherine, cool.”
“This is a really relaxing place, Michael has no idea, he thinks it’s a spar, bless.”
“You are nasty, but it looks like its worth it.”
“Oh yeah, it is.”
When the two women arrived, the thrones were lowered and then sat down, with a steady heave, they arose.
Britney felt like the Queen of Sheba, this was superb, a place to behold and visit every year with out a doubt.
Chapter 7
Lucy told her slave to clean her bathroom and then all of her shoes, with his tongue, she would inspect them on her return and expect shiny footwear.
She smiled as she closed the door, wearing her favourite one piece leather dress and high heel mules, she made her way to the torture chamber, she was in the mood for some pain.
Opening the door to the massive room, she spied many men tied up and waiting.
A big black slave tied to a standing x frame caught her immediate eye, she approached him and with savagery, twist his exposed nipples, he cried into his gag in pain.
“Scream boy, you going to get a lot worse than that.”
When the nipples were suitable sensitive she applied a powerfully sprung crocodile clip to each.
His eyes were now watering, he looked at her as if to say, please have mercy.
Lucy then played with his penis bringing it to full arousal, her hand then lowered to his balls, she squeezed them hard and looked into his pleading eyes.
“Pleasure has to be paid for.”
She then dug her sharp nails into his vulnerable flesh, his head thrashed around and he was now crying.
Lucy picked up a small thin paddle with small metal spikes, holding his balls she started to whack them.
The power for her was over whelming and she orgasmed on the spot, his balls were now bruised and sore.
She then applied a parachute to them and hung a quite heavy weight from the hook provided, a chain linked up the crocodile clips.
Sitting down she surveyed the scene of pain she had created, pulling the chain she applied even more pressure, his face was now beetroot red.
Lucy slipped a sexy foot from its shoe and toyed with the weight hanging from his balls, this was extreme torture but she didn’t care, she was a celebrity bitch enjoying herself.
Chapter 8
The two Olsen twins approached the matted area with great interest, they loved to fight, but now it would be them verses a slave.
The two girls wore a small gym skirt and a white vest, their shapely bodies oozed sexuality, their bare feet were so sweet and sexy it made men’s heads spin.
The slave eyed his opponents, two young girls, barefooted and barely weighing 8 stone each, he was 6 foot 6 and weighed over 18 stone, his massive frame meant power, he had rope tied to his wrists and ankles, although not secured to anything, a length of about 12 inches hung off which could be tied if you had time.
All three stepped onto the mat and bowed in respect for each other, the two girls parted, to make his task harder, he lounged at the nearest, Ashley.
She ducked and delivered a foot to his stomach, he tensed and rode the shot, but Mary-Kate kicked the rear of his knee sending him down onto one knee.
Ashley then let fly with a roundhouse kick to the face to send him sprawling, Mary Kate then grabbed the two pieces of rope from his wrists and pulled his arms above his head.
The slave knew that with his arms above his head he had lost a lot of strength, her feet poised on his shoulders and her entire effort pulling back.
He now could not defend himself from Ashley, she stamped on his stomach and in quick succession his face, then she jumped up and with her knee’s landed on his chest, he let out a groan.
Ashley then pummelled his face until he admitted defeat and to go back to being a slave.
The two triumphant girls got up and sat on a large sofa at the edge of the hall, they crossed their legs and ordered the slave to get them some drinks.
He dutifully returned with two drinks as ordered, his cock still hard from his fight.
Ashley put her drink down and slapped the man hard about the face, he could do nothing but take the abuse, his face was now a painful red.
“Your pathetic slave, pathetic.” Ashley shouted.
She pulled her skirt up and shoved her naked ass in the slaves face.
“Lick my ass, slave.”
The slave admired her rear, before shoving his tongue up the crack of her pert arse, Ashley moaned as the wet object explored the regions of her arse no tongue had invaded before.
Her hand went around to the back of his head as he circled the rim, delving in, he tasted the very divine essence of Ashley, she orgasmed on the spot, a thrill she had never experienced before.
Mary Kate picked up the phone and dialled the Island service line.
“Can you get our slave here, hooked up on the stretcher for us, cheers.”
The slave swallowed hard, the stretcher was a rather torturous device and highly painful, he was not looking forward to it.
Chapter 9
Drew loved the feel of a mans tongue on her pussy, she loved even better sitting on a mans face.
The slave below was in complete torment, he desperately tried to think about anything, except what was happening too him.
Anjelina’s feet were just so good at the job in hand, she expertly stroked, probed, pushed and caressed the head of his enormous dick, every so often her toes would drift down to his hanging balls and lightly bounce them, this was torture and he was surely going to cum.
Drew looked around at the slave that she had rode in on, then at the other slave kneeling near Anjelina.
“Mind if I borrow these two ?”
“No worries.” Anjelina replied.
“You two, one foot each, get licking the soles.” Drew commanded.
The two slaves dutifully took up positions just above Drew’s sandy feet, starting at her toes both slaves licked the sand away.
Drew smiled, this was heaven, men were creatures here, they knew their rightful place.
She could feel the wetness of their tongues on her sensitive toes and the slave below her was rapidly bring her to a juicy orgasm.
Both slaves moved on to her wrinkled soles, the feeling of superiority at having two men lick the soles of her feet, while another cleaned her pussy was overwhelming and she cried as she came.
A large white creamy glob appeared on Anjelina’s leg as the slave shot his load, she had two slaves to punish now, they just could not be trusted, but what to do with them.
“I can’t believe he came, the insolent slut.”
“Men, one cock and they cannot even control that, that’s two isn’t it, I have a lovely torture for two.”
“Tell me more.”
Chapter 10
Lucy slipped her divine foot back in its shoe and strode over to THE CHAIR, this was a fearsome piece of invention.
It was a luxury chair some eight inches from the ground, it was in the form of a sun lounger, at the foot end, a slaves face was there for punishment and torture.
Through a hole in the chair another head could be seen, he would be their to lick her ass.
But the whole chair was on a platform of four slaves, the two heads poked through holes in the structure allowing no contact.
The enjoyable part from the Celebrities point of view was the platform was supported by four sets of testicles.
While no one sat there, the pain was bearable, some 20lbs, but when a lady put her sexy little frame into the chair they had to burden her weight on just their balls, excruciating in he least.
Lucy strode up to the chair and slipped her high heels off, she slowly circled the chair, looking into all the slaves eyes, she casually stroked their shoulders and reached over to pinch their nipples.
“I really need to rest and that chair looks so comfortable.” She gloated.
She placed a sexy bare foot on the platform and watched the two front slaves grimace under just a little pressure, god this was going to hurt them she thought.
Now standing on the platform, her full body weight could be felt, all four slaves started to sweat and go red, Lucy turned around and lifting her dress up, she sat down.
Her feet now rested upon the slave’s face at her feet, she looked around and smiled at the pain she was causing.
“Lick my feet, worm.”
His tongue shot out like a missile, her sensual feet tasted salty, but he admired the smooth soles and lapped at them for all he was worth.
“You down there, get licking my arse, it’s a little sweaty.”
The slave gazed at her beautiful cheeks, smooth, supple and strong, his neck reached forward allowing his wet tongue the pleasure of licking Lucy’s arse crack.
His cock grew hard in its strap, straining with every second, so horny and yet no relief, at least he did not have to support her weight on his balls, so there was some mercies.
The four slaves surrounding Lucy admired her fantastic body, all the sensual curves, her sharp legs and lovely feet, but the pain in their groins took most of the pleasure away.
Lucy smiled at her situation, she loved the power of being a female with lots of money and able to torture these men at will.