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Subject: {ASSM} The Ranch - mf, Fm, ws, (a little of everything)
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This story contains sexually explicit references. If you are under the age
of 18 or might be offended, do not read the story.
All characters in this story are fictional, and there is no known
location as the one described.
The Best Vacation Yet
I am a single, heterosexual male stock broker on the West Coast. I
can't get away from my job for too long, as I have to continually look out
for my clients' interests. I was looking for a short, but unique vacation
-- most ideas that I had were in the category of "been there - done that."
I have been to the Caribbean, Europe, the Far East, etc.
I was reading a men's magazine when I came on to an article that sounded
interesting. It was a description of a ranch -- specifically for singles
-- in a remote section of Nevada. This one appeared to be unlike the other
"ranches" I had visited in Nevada (where after an hour and $200, you were
out of there). This ranch had a 9-hole golf course, tennis courts, squash,
racket ball, a swimming pool, horseback riding, hiking trails, a bowling
alley, etc. As I read on, it got more interesting. The rooms were large
with mirrors on the wall and ceiling, and the bath had a Jacuzzi large
enough for two. All meals were included in the price as were unlimited
drinks. The guidelines stated that the entire ranch, except for the dining
room, was "clothing optional." The most intriguing part, however, was the
suggestion that a suitable companion would be provided for each guest for
each day (and night) of the visit. A blood test for the major STDs was
required within 10 days of registration. The price was high, but by the
time I got to that part, I had my hand on the phone to make a reservation.
I arrived at the ranch for my three day stay about 2:00 p.m. The
registration lobby and parking lot were located some distance from the main
buildings. After I registered (and the records of my blood test were
evaluated), I was given a loose leaf notebook with colored tabs on some
pages. The notebook contained photos and short descriptions of the
companions -- the colored tags indicated their availability on any given
day. The descriptions also noted any particular specialties or skills.
Some were good tennis players, golfers, equestrians, etc. There were also
some women who specialized in domination and other sexual games. It was
noted that, since the staff were tested frequently, and since guests were
also tested, the State of Nevada had waived the requirement to use condoms.
I selected Sue, a vivacious blonde, for the first day and tentatively
picked Nancy, a brunette specializing in domination, for the second day.
Sue arrived in a golf cart to take me and my suitcase to the main lodge.
The room was as described. A bottle of champagne and a fruit basket
were waiting for us. Sue suggested that, since I was probably tired from
my drive, she would fill the Jacuzzi while I unpacked. After I unpacked,
Sue came to me and started unbuttoning my shirt. After it was off, she
went to my pants, gently massaging my slready erect penis and my buttocks
as she unzipped the pants and dropped them to my ankles.
Then Sue asked me to unbutton her blouse. As her blouse dropped from
her shoulders, her small but firm breasts pointed invitingly toward me. I
quickly slipped her shorts and panties off, exposing that blonde puff of
pubic hair.
"The Jacuzzi is full -- let's get in," she said. Before she joined me
in the swirling water, she popped the cork on the bottle of champagne and
poured two glasses so we could sip while we relaxed.
My penis returned to its normal, flaccid condition under the influence
of the warm bubbling Jacuzzi, but Sue would reach over to give it some
gentle massage just to remind me that she was still there.
After we got out, Sue dried me off and I her. She suggested I lie down
on the bed and let her give me a good massage. She started with her
fingertips around my neck but soon replaced her fingers with her lips and
tongue. She worked her way down to my nipples, kissing each one and
massaging it with her fingertips. I turned over, as she massaged my back
with her fingertips and lips. She worked her way across my buttocks and
down the back of my knees before working back up the front of my legs. She
passed right over my cock and gently kissed my abdomen. Then she went down
behind my balls (which tickled) and had me pretty well whipped up. She
started up and down my penis with her lips and tongue, finally gently
twirling her tongue around the head. It was all I could take!! Semen
erupted into her mouth in vigorous spurts.
After we relaxed for a bit, Sue took my hand to show me around the
ranch. The ranch had thoughtfully provided some terrycloth slippers -- that
was all we had on. I had never been to a nudist colony before, but I
always imagined it as a family oriented place with the major objective to
get a good sun tan. The lounge of the ranch was nothing like that!!
Couples were sitting with wandering hands all over each other's body. Some
were walking around with hands on their partner's buttocks. I saw two men
with collars on their neck being led by their mistresses (I wondered if
that would be me tomorrow afternoon!!) I figured the only men without an
erection were those who just shot their wad (like me, although I was pretty
stiff) or the male companions of the female guests (yes, there were single
women there).
Sue and I toured the grounds -- watched the tennis for a bit (the men
wore jock straps -- their partners tits were bouncing with each shot.)
While we were out, we set up a tee time for the following morning, and
reserved a horse for a trail ride. Then we went to the pool, where skinny
dipping was the order of the day. After a relaxing swim, it was time for
the cocktail hour -- at least no special dress was required -- we went
directly from the pool. A cocktail hour of naked couples being served by
topless waitresses in G-strings was something to see!!
I guess the ranch determined that dinner wasn't appetizing if all we saw
was assholes and elbows, so the ranch required informal dress for the
evening meal. The food and wine were excellent -- it reminded me of a
first class cruise (there was a midnight buffet, also).
After dinner (and after returning to our room to remove the excess
garments), we went to the lounge for dancing and drinks. I couldn't
believe how erotic it is to dance cheek-to-cheek, with an erect penis
pressed against my partner's abdomen, to relaxing music. By 11:00, I
suggested returning to the room -- my companion had explored my body; I
wanted to explore every nook & cranny of hers.
Returning to the bed, I started gently massaging and kissing her body. I
enjoyed sucking her nipple into my mouth, and tickling her soft belly.
Soon she got up on her hands and knees, positioning her clitoris directly
over my mouth. I could also get a good view of the little rosebud. My
tongue pushed the hood away, exposing the clit. I love the taste and smell
of a nice, clean vagina. When she was wet enough (both from my saliva and
her own natural juices), she changed positions and captured my solid penis
inside her vagina. From my position on the bottom, I could watch her
gyrations in the ceiling mirror until the ultimate moment of climax. From
that point, she turned out the lights, cuddled up against my body, and we
both had a good night's sleep.
After breakfast, Sue generously covered my body with SP 15 sunscreen,
and I hers (pausing at the more interesting places). Then to the golf
course. The most interesting part of playing golf unencumbered is to watch
the players retrieve their balls. Some of the women made a show of it --
as they bent over, they would reach back and spread their cheeks for a few
moments. To make a long story short, I won by 8 strokes. It was too bad
we didn't have any bets on the game.
The rules of horseback riding (and just common sense) required that we
at least wear jeans to ride. Since we both had sunscreen on, that was all
we wore. It was exciting, to say the least, to watch the tits bounce up
and down on the trail.
After lunch, it was time for Sue to leave. After a big kiss, we said
our goodbyes, and I retired to my room with a book that I had brought.
--------------------
About an hour later, with no warning, the door spun open and a brunette,
dressed in a black leather bikini and a black half-bra (with the nipples
exposed) entered the room. She threw a bag on the bed and said,
authoritatively, "Stand up and come here." She sat down, as I stood naked
in front of her. She reached up and pinched my nipples, and then grabbed
my penis, examining it carefully. Her touch alone excited me. "Turn
around, bend over, and spread your cheeks" she directed. As I bent over
with my ass facing her, I heard a rubber glove stretching over her hand,
and a tube of lubricant being opened. Then the finger massaged my asshole
and slowly penetrated the sphincter. She left it there for what seemed to
be a long time. "You seem full," she commented, "I'll take care of that."
"It is not necessary," I replied.
She withdrew her finger and slapped my buttocks. "Don't talk back to
me, and when you address me, address me as 'Mistress'."
"Would you like to see some of my toys?" Nancy asked.
"Yes, Mistress," I said hesitatingly.
She opened the bag. The first item was an old fashioned razor strap.
My father told me that one of these 3" leather straps used to hang from
each barber chair so the barber could sharpen his razor before each use.
My buttocks tingled as I could only guess what it would be used for.
Next she withdrew several vibrators. One was clearly designed to fit
the rear opening with a "T" bar to prevent going in too far. Then came
some specially shaped clips that I guessed were nipple clips. Finally, she
withdrew an enema bag with a most unusual nozzle -- it was about 5 inches
long, tapered from about a half inch in diameter at the end with the hole
to about one inch in diameter where the hose connected. It had
circumferential ridges about an inch apart, each one a slightly larger
diameter. It also had a "T" bar at the end to prevent over penetration.
"That's all for now -- I still have a few surprises left," she said,
"Are you ready for your enema?"
"Mistress, it is not necessary." "Well, we can wait for a little bit,"
she replied.
"Remove my bra and panties," she instructed, and as I undressed her, my
eyes immediately went to that full, black bush. "Stop staring," she said,
as she climbed up on the bed. "You may suck my tits," she advised. After
sucking and licking those beautiful nipples, she pushed my head toward her
vagina and indicated that I was to kiss and massage her with my tongue. As
she pulled her knees up toward he chest, she exclaimed, "Kiss my ass."
I gingerly kissed her buttocks. "No, you dumbbell, kiss my asshole."
It was actually a very attractive part of her body and, once I got used
to it, I was enjoying rimming that orifice with my tongue while massaging
her clit with my finger. My cock was ready to explode, but she told me
that if I could not ejaculate until she told me to or I would be punished.
single set would be allowed to take five strokes with the razor strap on
the loser's rear end. I put on a jock strap and we found an open court.
She was good -- her serves were fast and accurate. I wasn't long before
she had the set. She took me into the gymnasium where I removed my jock
strap and leaned over a table. The others in the gym came over to watch.
Whack !! Whack!! Slowly but surely she administered the strokes as the
audience chided her on. Harder!! Harder!! Actually, the loud pops were
worse than the pain (but not much). "Tonight, you will have a chance for
retribution as we will have a bowling match."
It was time for cocktail hour, and I was ready for a couple of Scotch &
Sodas, after which I felt better. Nancy wouldn't let me out of her sight.
Even when I had to pee, she went into the rest room with me (it took all of
my concentration to get it started when her fingertips were dancing over my
tits).
About 45 minutes before dinner, she took me back to the room "to prepare
me for dinner." She handed me the enema bag. "Take the bag into the
bathroom and fill it with warm water while I arrange a plastic sheet and
some towels on the bed."
She then sprinkled a few spoonfuls of a white powder into the enema bag
and shook it up. "That is the same material used in pre-packaged enemas to
help you along."
She instructed me to get on my hands and knees on the bed. She put a
rubber glove on her finger and slowly and carefully lubricated my asshole
and then started inserting the nozzle. I could feel each indentation pass
the sphincter. The last indentation held it in place -- there is no way it
would slip out. I felt the water trickle into my bowels. She was careful
not to let me cramp, but insisted that I take the full bag.
After she withdrew the nozzle (one notch at a time), she told me that,
if I released the water before I was told, I would be punished. I then lay
on my back, while she massaged my abdomen to distribute the liquid. After
a few moments, she climbed on the bed and positioned her vagina directly
over my mouth, pressing and wiggling her clitoris against my lips. After a
few minutes of this, she moved her asshole over my mouth. "Use your
tongue," she instructed. My asshole was beginning to leak on the towels as
I was doing my best to hold it in. Suddenly, without warning, with her
asshole sitting directly on my face, she let a fart. It surprised me so
much that I let out a squirt also. Finally, she allowed me to get up and
go to the toilet. As she watched, I literally exploded into the toilet.
"For your punishment for leaking on the bed, I am going to give you a
golden shower. I haven't peed for about four hours, so get in the tub and
lie down." She straddled me and let go. I had never experienced that
before, and, in addition to the warm liquid spraying my body, I was excited
at watching the stream squirt from her urethra. After she was done, I
washed out the tub and took a shower in preparation for supper.
"I have some clothes for your evening meal," she said as she reached in
her bag. She pulled out a tee shirt which said, "Someday my mother will
potty train me." Then she pinned on a very large diaper on me -- that was
all I would be allowed to wear. It was probably just as well, because
there could still be some liquid trapped in my bowels.
After a long, leisurely dinner, it was time for the bowling match. We
were both back in the nude again, and our match would be the best two out
of three games. I enjoyed seeing the bowlers bowl naked. As they made
their delivery, you could see their ass muscles ripple. Nancy handily won
the first game (I was just getting warmed up). At the end of the eighth
frame of the second game, I was leading by about thirty pins. Nancy called
me over, "I think you need a handicap. Bend over." I complied, and felt a
vibrator enter my asshole. Nancy taped it in and turned it on. My next
ball was a gutter ball!! But, I had to concentrate. I was looking forward
to spanking her fanny. The second ball of the frame was a spare, and I
went on to win the game.
The vibrator stayed in place for the third game -- in fact, Nancy turned
it up. Nevertheless, I was ahead by twenty pins in the seventh frame.
"Let's increase the handicap," she said. She then clipped the nipple clips
to each of my nipples, and to add insult to injury, hung small weights on
each one. The pain was almost unbearable, but I was determined. By this
time, all of the other bowlers had stopped to watch me bowl under these
circumstances. By the tenth frame, we were even. She bowled a spare with
6 pins on the pickup. I concentrated and rolled a strike. On my first
ball, I picked up five pins. Now it came down to the last ball. I picked
up two pins to win the match and claim my reward.
Nancy took off the nipple clips -- the blood rushing back hurt almost as
much a putting them on -- and removed the vibrator. "Can we go back to the
room for my spanking?" she asked. "No," I replied, "I think that these
folks might enjoy watching -- assume the position."
As she bent over, she quietly reminded me that she was still in control.
But I had waited too long for this, and, much to the enjoyment of our
audience, I didn't back off.
As Nancy pouted a bit (mostly put on), we went upstairs to the lounge
and had a couple of drinks. When we got back to the room, she instructed
that I kiss her behind "to make it better."
"I guess that it is about time to let you come," she said, "Lie down on
your back." She then tied my and legs, spread eagle style to the bed. "In
spite of the spanking that you just gave you, I'm not going to hurt you."
As I watched in the ceiling mirror, she took a bunch of feathers and
started tickling my neck, then my chest, then my stomach and abdomen,
between my legs, and then stroking my penis. It didn't take long before I
shot warm semen over my belly. She let me lie there for a while before
untying me so I could clean up and we could go to bed.
------
The next morning was warm and bright. I was still dozing in bed when my
mistress came out of the bathroom. She walked over to the bed and pinched
my tits harshly to awaken me. After shaving and washing, the leather
collar went back around my neck, and Nancy led me to the dining room with
the leash for breakfast. I hoped I would be allowed to eat normally. I
noticed that several of the slaves were on their hands and knees, eating
their breakfast like a puppy. However, I enjoyed a normal breakfast.
"It's time for you to see more of the Ranch," my mistress advised. "You
may wear these throngs so your feet won't be completely destroyed by the
rocks."
We strolled through the woods, both completely nude except for a small
bag which my mistress carried on her shoulder. We took great care to avoid
the poison oak. Nancy had broken off a small branch from a bush and was
idly whittling on it as we walked. When we came to a grassy clearing, she
allowed me to lie down and rest. While they were resting, she teased me
with the branch.
"Are you comfortable?", she asked.
"Yes, although this ground is pretty hard."
The small cane that she was tickling me with came down hard on my legs
and thighs ? again and again, leaving ugly red streaks.
"If you don't learn anything else this weekend, you will learn manners.
Do you want me to stop?", she asked as the cane struck again.
"Yes, MA'AM, thank you for the lesson," I yelled quickly.
"I have to go back to the Ranch House for a while ? you might as well
stay here and get some fresh air and sunshine," she said as she took a leg
clamp and a length of chain from her bag and connected the chain to a tree.
I was still stinging from the homemade cane, so I lay back down on the
soft grass.
While Nancy was gone, several other couples wandered through the grassy
knoll. The first couple stopped and observed the red
stripes on my legs and thighs.
"See, that will happen to you if you disobey me again," the red?haired
mistress said to the husky slave who was also on the end of a leash. Just
then the mistress spotted the homemade cane used on me and picked it up.
"I want you to know how this feels," she said, "On your hands and
knees."
While her slave was on his hands and knees, his mistress teasingly
tickled his buttocks with the cane. Then, in rapid succession came five
hard strokes.
"You may thank me for the spanking and stand up now."
"Thank you, Mistress," he said.
"That's a good idea, Slave," she said to me and gave her slave several
more swats as they walked off.
The next couple who came along was a submissive woman with her Master.
She was also on a leash connected to a metal device resembling a "chastity
belt" covering her crotch. They sat down across from me on the grass.
Noting my arousal at seeing the very attractive slave, her master released
her from the device and whispered something in her ear. She came over to
me and started kissing and massaging my legs and thighs, working up to my
penis. Finally, she took the full length in her mouth and started an
in?and?out motion. I didn't notice my mistress return; she simply stood by
watching. Just about the time I was about to erupt, my mistress came over
and pulled the woman away by her hair.
"Sorry, he is only allowed to cum when I say he can cum," she said as
she grabbed my fully erect cock and snapped the head with her fingers
several times to kill the hard-on. "I think it's time to return to the
Ranch House."
It was about time for her to go -- she went back to the room to collect
her things. As she left, she gave me a hard slap on the buttocks and
grinned, "That is for my spanking last night!!"
----------------
After the emotional roller coaster with Nancy, I had requested that Sue
return for my last day. Without going into the details, the day was great
-- essentially a repeat of the first day.
The whole experience was great. I have to admit that it was very
exciting to be dominated by a strong woman -- not knowing what was coming
next. And Sue was an excellent counterpoint -- warm, soft and sexually
arousing.
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