Chapter 2 Zack's Vacation Studies
Zack was a mess three days later. Thrilled with his opportunity to worship Jacqueline and learn from her. Spending many hours each day massaging and giving her cunnilingus. Having one or two meals with her each day. He was in love. But his penis and balls were killing him. Constantly trying to erect. Balls aching badly for release. He was used to cumming seven to ten times a day. It had been more than three days since his last release.
Jacqueline works as a Licensed Therapist in NYC. And she is a Doctor of Psychology. Her plan to ensnare him was simple. Be his hot, older, first, dominant lover. Train and use him for her pleasure. Deny him relief until he cheated on his chastity. She knew he was smart enough to figure something out. When he did break chastity, and was caught, her control would be complete.
Zack had hardly seen anything new of the Bahamas. That changed mid-morning. He was awoken from his disturbed sleep by James. Surprised it was almost ten. They got into a Jeep and picked up Jacqueline. A short drive brought them to a secluded cove on the water with just a narrow beach.
James handed Zack two beach recliners to carry. He took out a large basket and cooler. They setup where nobody could see them except from out on the water.
"Strip. Nobody will see us here." Zack took off his shorts and shirt. Naked except for his cage. He looked around still worried about being seen.
"Young man we will not be seen here. But never do this anywhere else in the Bahamas. We do not have nude beaches or clothing optional clubs. Lay on your back behind Ms. Jacqueline's chair." James pointed and showed him. Zack ended up on his back with his head underneath the spot where she would sit. Facing away from the water.
James reached down and gently pulled Zack's head between two of the canvas strips of the recliner's slatted bottom. James pushed a small firm pillow under Zack's shoulders and neck. Zack was now trapped looking up at the chair's back. He knew what was coming but still felt nervous. And excited.
Jacqueline stepped over his head and the chair raising her skirt. He briefly saw her hairy pussy and her ass.
As she sat she said "Zachary this will be so much fun." She settled and he was taking part of her weight right on his mouth. As trained he wet his lips and opened his mouth some, so her outer lips were just inside his lips. He remained passive. Licking kissing or sucking waited for her to instruct.
"Jacqueline here's your juice and wine. Brought some Scones and Crumpets."
"Pussy Boi gentle suck." He started a slow steady suction. Pulling her lips in a little further then releasing them to retreat. Making sure they did not touch his teeth or tongue.
Jacqueline and James chatted away like old friends. Enjoying their drinks and breakfast snacks. Zack was totally ignored. He could not see Jacqueline smile and wink at James who nodded grinning. Zack tried to follow their conversation, but it was not easy. She squeezed his ears constantly with her thighs.
"Keep sucking like that with a light tongue now. Make her wet." Zack concentrated softly pushing the tip of his tongue slowly up and down between her lips.
It had started as a very warm morning with a light breeze. But now just after eleven it was getting hot with no breeze. Zack was sweating profusely. From the excitement, exertion, and the heat from her body.
Jacqueline was drinking wine quite freely. Getting a little tipsy. Ecstatic she got to do this with James. They had been lovers on two of her previous visits. And had shared a threesome with a gorgeous girlfriend of his. But exposing herself to James, using a submissive pussy slave, especially outdoors, was thrilling.
"Orgasms now." He sucked firmly and quickly while using the bottom of his tongue right on her clit. Orgasms flowed quickly. She swam in them. Took momentary looks at James through glazed half-closed eyes. James watched passively. But she did see his huge bulge.
Zack had practiced this in her room about ten times already. While she sat in a chair, or on the end of the bed, or laying back on the bed like a pillow queen. Her stream of orgasms had been around three to five minutes each time. But this morning it went on. He struggled, swallowing her juices, and with her sweat covering his face and ears. The more orgasms she had the more she put her weight on him. Breathing through his nose became very difficult. She seemed to not notice.
"Do not stop!" She leaned forward putting most of her weight on him. Pulled her skirt up so she could grab fists full of his hair. She rode his face and cut off his air. She was grunting now, truly out of control for the first time.
