Ed Keyes - Pilgrim of passion

The girl who had come to be whipped collapsed on the floor and Alicia supposed that she had passed out, but she had not. The sexual agitations that she experienced when she culminated robbed her of all strengths and she was incapable of speech or moving. Janet explained that it was especially good for those so inclined when they could achieve the helpless state and total orgasm.

"Maybe you can do that for me sometime," Alicia said, unsteadily. "If it is that good, maybe I should try it. You might be able to do it for me."

Janet said, "I will, if you want me to try."

"Not right now," Alicia said. "I think I've killed Arturo."

The boy sat up and his shy smile made her feel better.

"I'm all right," he said. "I had a nice time."

Rona's voice spoke to them from the speaker.

"I am sending a couple of young men to get your visitor. They will put her to bed in her own room. A nice looking young man is on his way to your suite. Janet knows him and she knows how to take care of his needs. Just watch her and learn."

Alicia was still too unnerved to answer Rona. A moment later the two young men walked in. They picked up the girl who was still having delightful little orgasms and was in a trance-like state, and carried her off to her room. Alicia had noticed that the two young men had had erect cocks and she hated to let them get away.

"The girl will take good care of those guys," Janet said. "That is why Rona sent them for her."

"Rona thinks of everything," Alicia said, "doesn't she?"

"She tries," Janet said.

Janet went to answer a knock on the door and she brought a very nice looking young man in a pair of rainbow slacks into the room. Alicia gave the young man a big smile and Janet told Arturo to get up and sit in a chair. The young boy obeyed her instantly.

"I am Charles," the new arrival said. "Rona told me to come here. She said that you would be good to me."

"We will, Charles," Janet said. "Now take your trousers off and assume the position and I will try to help you."

The young man hurried to do as he was told to do and watching him, Alicia was very much impressed by the conviction that she was in a brand new world. Before she had gotten on the plane that brought her to Europe and Rona, she had known that some people could get their kicks out of being whipped or doing it to someone else, but here in Rona's plush mansion there seemed to be a multitude of such people. And she was glad about it.

She looked at the splendid sexual equipment that the boy exposed when he removed his pants and she simply could not resist the urge to handle his parts. She cupped his dangling balls in her palm and she began manipulating the stiff rod that was already welling a steady stream of slippery fluid.

"Why don't you lie down and he can put that lovely thing where it will do the most good and I will make him move," Janet said.

Alicia took advantage of that offer very quickly. She laid down on the big bed and the boy got on top of her. She guided his noble prong into her and then she was thrusting and heaving in a fit of sudden uncontrollable passions. Then she heard the sharp, smacking sound of the whip on the boy's backside and he tried to ram his organ through her. Janet went on with her skillful use of the whips and the young man burst inside of Alicia with a quick series of spasms that she could feel. Janet kept right on with the lashes and she was stinging the boy's genitals, spurring him on to better efforts. Alicia crested and spilled and it was all wondrous erotic pleasure and then a careless stroke of Janet's whips touched the valley between her thighs and the sharp, stinging sensation made her jump and cry out.

Moments later she began to feel the warmth spreading in her crotch and while the boy plunged and rutted furiously in her she found herself wishing that Janet would touch her sensitive sexual flesh again and Janet did and the bruised, burning agitation that began in her vulva forced her into a screaming, tortured orgasm.

Her legs were around the boy's back, her heels dug in, her arms wrapped around his shoulders and when she felt the climax building, bursting, she cried out, and then her heels almost broke the young man's back. She was throbbing with a new sensation and she could glimpse the strange nirvana that the devotees of the whips could glimpse and strive for. Janet began belaboring the boy's soft buttocks with renewed vigor and accuracy and he was again in motion, thrusting and heaving. Alicia began to enjoy herself with a brand new vigor. She was aching for the thrills that the careless whips could bring but she was not able to wonder about such things at the moment, but in the future, she knew that she would have to learn more about what such things could do for her.

She wanted the bizarre pleasure, too.

There was much for her to learn and Alicia became more and more aware of her ignorance with each passing day. Rona was very good about sending people to her who could train her in the arts that she was to learn and she was a bit put out when she began to comprehend the delicate nuances of her arts.

Janet worked with her and taught her all that she knew about using the instruments of flagellation and Alicia became very expert. Rona sent Orville to her every day and she whipped him and enjoyed doing it.

It was very strange to her but she seemed to enjoy abusing Orville more than anyone else and she spent a great deal of her time thinking up new ways to humiliate him or hurt him.

But, Orville adored her. And she was equally fond of him. It was her hope that she might marry Orville and thus have him for her very own for always. When she spoke to Rona about such an arrangement, the tall brunette smiled and said that she would think about it. Perhaps, if she turned out to be a very good girl and she worked hard, who knows? She might get her own villa and her own little husband and all the money and furs and jewels that she might want.

"You are so very lovely, Alicia," Rona said, patting her cheek and kissing the soft, sullen mouth. "I have great hopes for you and if you work out as I plan, I shall give Orville to you, to do with as you choose."

She had to be content with that. But, Orville came to her each day and she became fascinated with him. Perhaps it was his docility that appealed to her, perhaps it was his looks. She did not know why she felt as she did toward Orville. But, she was sure that she had fallen in love with him.

Very early in her career, Rona gave her a diary and she told her of the importance of writing things down in it.

"When you write in your diary, dear," Rona explained, "you can enjoy your little experiences all over again. You'd be surprised how much pleasure you can know by writing things down. And, later, if you think you should reread some of the things that you have learned it is all there for you to look at and review. I write in my diary each night before I go to bed. I find that I enjoy doing it."

And Alicia found that she did enjoy writing in her diary. And, she was quite candid about the things that she put down…

She would write in her diary at night, before she slept, and she would work on it in the mornings, too. She liked to get up early and write things down while Arturo and Janet still slept. She would get herself excited thinking about and writing about the things that she wrote and then she would want sex with her young slaves. She would assault Arturo, using her skilled tongue and sucking mouth to force several batches of honey from him. And then she would get into a sixty nine with Janet and they would feast upon each other's flesh and when Arturo was called upon to do so, he would screw one and then the other, adding his offerings to their frantic sixty nine. She loved her existence and she was a very happy girl…