Pleasure Island

by TG Haynes

  Pulling her down the bed towards him, he then kissed her where she most wanted to be kissed. She shivered excitedly as he licked and lapped at her labia. Delicately, he probed the folds of her flesh with his tongue. Nikki was in heaven. She had never known anyone pleasure her as expertly as Matt did.

  ‘You’re so good at that,’ she purred.

  He broke off and smiled up at her. ‘Want to know what else I’m rather good at?’

  She looked at him expectantly. Slowly and very deliberately, he peeled off his clothes until he too was naked. The moment his cock was released from his shorts, it sprang to attention. Matt gazed deep into her eyes.

  ‘You mean …’ Nikki said.

  He nodded. ‘If you’d still like me to.’

  ‘I’d love you to.’

  To encourage him further she reached down and stroked his penis. Then, taking a firm hold of it, she guided it towards her pussy … at which point Roxanna flung the door open and marched into the room.

  Though she had slowly been losing her inhibitions throughout the course of the past 24 hours, Nikki grabbed her nightgown and pulled it on. She could tell that the princess wasn’t happy about something, and if there was going to be a confrontation, she didn’t want to be undressed. Ignoring her guest, Roxanna vented her anger on her servant.

  ‘What in God’s name do you think you’re playing at, Matt Darnley?’

  ‘Well, I was about to make love to this beautiful young lady,’ he said.

  Roxanna snorted. ‘Don’t you think you’ve rather been neglecting your duties of late?’

  ‘I suppose I have, but there’s a very good reason for that,’ he replied.

  ‘Which is?’

  ‘I’m resigning,’ he stated, flatly.

  Roxanna weighed up his answer before replying. ‘Are you, now?’

  ‘You can’t stop me,’ he pointed out.

  ‘I know I can’t. But would you at least grant me the courtesy of talking things through with you?’

  ‘Very well,’ he agreed.

  ‘In that case,’ Roxanna said, ‘if you’re still in my employ, would you mind going and getting things prepared for this evening’s entertainment?’

  Matt glanced at Nikki. She shrugged. After all, the magic of the moment had been lost.

  Matt eased his uniform back on then turned to Roxanna and said, ‘You’re not going to change my mind, boss.’

  As if to emphasise the point, he kissed Nikki before taking his leave of the two women.

  As soon as he’d shut the door behind him, the princess rounded on her guest. ‘I think you owe me an apology.’

  Nikki was shocked at her tone. ‘What for?’

  ‘For offending the Earl. And trying to steal one of my staff,’ Roxanna said.

  ‘You mean Matt?’

  ‘Don’t try and come the innocent with me. Do you honestly think I’m just going to let him walk away without a fight?’

  ‘He’s already made his choice,’ Nikki said.

  ‘We’ll see about that,’ Roxanna retorted.

  ‘What’s that supposed to mean?’

  ‘It means who the hell do you think you are, Nikki Foster? I didn’t have to invite you here this weekend, but I did so out of the kindness of my heart – and this is how you repay me?’

  ‘Don’t give me that magnanimous rubbish,’ Nikki countered. ‘I know very well why you invited me.’

  ‘Pray tell?’

  ‘Because you fancy me,’ Nikki said.

  ‘Ha! What, you think you’re some kind of irresistible goddess now, just because you have Matt and the Earl fawning at your feet?’

  ‘I’m not going to dignify that with an answer.’

  ‘Are you really stupid enough to think that Matt hasn’t pulled this stunt before?’ Roxanna sneered.

  The comment stopped Nikki dead in her tracks. She turned, slowly. ‘What are you talking about?’

  ‘Let me guess. He used the old “I’ve never slept with anyone since I started working here” line. “I’m the only member of staff who hasn’t given in to his desires. I’ve been biding my time, waiting for the right girl to come along.” And you think that girl is you?’

  Nikki’s heart skipped a beat. ‘You’re lying.’

  Roxanna tutted. ‘Why would I?’

  ‘I’ll ask him,’ Nikki said.

  ‘Go ahead.’

  ‘I will.’

  ‘You’ll have to wait until tonight,’ the princess said. ‘He’s got work to do at the moment.’

  ‘Doing what?’

  ‘Preparing the auction,’ Roxanna said.

  ‘What auction?’

  ‘Haven’t I told you? Silly me. How forgetful.’ The princess smacked the heel of her right hand against her forehead. ‘Every Saturday night we have an auction down in the barn where all of my guests bid for their favourite member of staff. If you care that much about lover boy, why not bid for him? If you win, I’ll release him from his contract.’

  ‘I thought you said your staff could leave at any time?’ Nikki reminded her host.

  ‘True, but don’t you think it’ll be more fun this way? A test of your affection. See how much you really value him.’

  ‘I can’t afford to compete with your rich, hoity-toity guests,’ Nikki pointed out.

  ‘Very well, we’ll set a ceiling limit. What can you afford?’

  Nikki knew that she didn’t have a spare penny to her name, yet pride prevented her from admitting this. ‘Five hundred pounds.’

  ‘Then that’s the limit we’ll set,’ Roxanna said.

  ‘And if anyone should bid the same as me?’

  ‘House rules decide who wins.’

  ‘Who decrees those?’ Nikki asked.

  ‘Me.’

  ‘No way.’

  ‘Very well,’ Roxanna said, ‘I promise you here and now that if there’s more than one maximum bid, I’ll rule in your favour. Deal?’

  Nikki knew that it was a dangerous game to play; however, she was blinded by anger and pride. ‘Deal.’

  ‘Until this evening, then.’

  Too angry to reply, Nikki nodded curtly at Roxanna. The princess smiled coldly in response and took leave of her guest.

  Once Roxanna had left the room, Nikki tried to calm down. Her instincts told her the princess was lying, but what if she was wrong? Her thinking had become so skewed over the past 24 hours she couldn’t see straight any more. She went across to the phone, rang down, and summoned Matt. Roxanna had sown the seed of doubt and Nikki wanted to quash it before it properly took root. She knew she needed to ask Matt directly. It was the only way to put her mind at rest.

  Nikki waited for him on the balcony. Why would he lie to her? He had no reason to do so. She’d seen for herself the way he’d behaved that weekend. But – but … what if it was all just an act? Hearing a knock at the door, she ran to open it. But, to her disappointment, she found Greg standing there.

  ‘I asked for Matt,’ she said.

  ‘I’m sorry, Roxanna has him busy preparing the barn for the evening’s main event,’ Greg replied.

  ‘Oh.’

  ‘Is there anything I can do to help?’

  ‘I was hoping to have a word with him; that was all. It’s kind of a private matter,’ she said

  ‘I see.’

  Nikki chewed her lip.

  ‘If that’s all, miss,’ Greg said. ‘I’d better be getting back downstairs myself.’

  Nikki said nothing. Greg took it as his cue to leave.

  ‘Wait,’ she suddenly blurted out.

  He paused. She beckoned him over to her and asked, ‘How long have you known Matt?’

  ‘Ever since I started working here, a couple of years back.’

  ‘What’s he like?’ she pressed.

  ‘He’s a top bloke,’ Greg said.

  ‘Trustworthy?’

  ‘You’d have to ask him that.’

  ‘Why?’

  ‘Because Matt’s a friend of mine,’ Greg pointed out, ‘and I
don’t feel overly comfortable with your line of questioning.’

  ‘I’m sorry,’ Nikki said. ‘It’s just that he told me something when I arrived and I want to believe him, but …’

  ‘But what?’

  ‘Has he … I mean does he …’ She trailed off once again.

  Greg finished the question for her. ‘Sleep with the guests? What do you think?’

  ‘I don’t know; that’s why I’m asking.’

  ‘I don’t think that’s any of my business. And I’m not sure it’s any of yours.’

  ‘But he told me that he likes me, that he wants to be with me,’ Nikki said.

  ‘Congratulations.’

  ‘Pardon?’

  ‘I’m really happy for you,’ Greg said. ‘You seem like a nice girl and he’s definitely a nice guy.’

  ‘But I want to know that he’s …’

  ‘What? An Angel? Perfect? Pure as the driven?’

  ‘No! Just that he hasn’t slept with every Tom, Nik and Sally who has ever visited here,’ she said.

  ‘Virgin yourself, are you?’ Greg retorted.

  ‘Don’t be silly,’ she said.

  ‘Well, then.’

  ‘There’s a difference.’

  ‘Really?’

  ‘Of course there is. I’m not some cheap tart who …’ The instant the words escaped her lips, Nikki regretted saying them.

  ‘So that’s what you think of us, is it?’ Greg eyed her coldly. ‘Maybe I was wrong about you.’

  ‘Please don’t tell him I said that,’ she begged. ‘I didn’t mean it.’

  ‘I’ll think about it,’ he replied, brusquely. ‘Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got work to do.’ And with that, he left.

  Nikki felt like rushing after him to try to explain what she had really meant, but refrained from doing so for fear of making even more of a mess of things. She had to try and see Matt and ask him directly; it was the only way to put her mind at rest. She changed back into her bikini and was just about to make her way downstairs when she heard someone approaching along the corridor. Perhaps it was Matt coming to check she was OK after her encounter with the princess. She heard laughter and whispers, so she eased her door open and tried to determine who it was. It sounded like a woman’s voice but whose she couldn’t be sure. She then heard giggling and someone whispering “Promises, promises”. It sounded very much like Celine.

  Next, she heard a door opening just along the corridor. She waited a few seconds and then peered out. The landing was empty; however, the door to the room diagonally opposite hers was slightly ajar. She crept along the corridor towards it and heard muffled laughter from inside, someone banging into a heavy object, then a stifled shriek, followed by the sound of something breaking. Then a woman’s voice – definitely Celine’s, she decided – said, ‘You don’t know your own strength!’

  Nikki couldn’t quite identify the voice that replied. Was it Matt’s? It was certainly a man’s. She edged closer to the door. Scared of what she might see, she hesitated before looking through the tiny gap. As she summoned her courage, she heard a deep sigh. It was no good; she simply had to know, so she peered into the room. Given her poor vantage point, she could only see Celine, who was stark naked, sitting on a chest of drawers, her fiery red hair spilling down across her shoulders and onto her chest. Her breasts peeked through her curly locks. The remains of a lamp lay on the floor – that must have been the smash that Nikki had heard. Celine’s legs were wide apart and someone had their head between her thighs, but the back of the sofa obscured Nikki’s view of the person.

  Lost in the throes of pleasure, Celine was oblivious to what was going on around her. Nikki wondered if she dared open the door any further to try to find out the identity of the girl’s lover – but when she plucked up the courage to do so, it creaked rather loudly. Startled, Celine looked up. Nikki jerked her head away from the small gap and flattened herself against the corridor wall. Her heart thumped in her chest. Only when it began to calm down did Nikki dare to peer in through the crack once more. Celine either wasn’t bothered or was simply past caring, for she was still sitting on the dresser with her lover’s head nestling between her thighs. Now Nikki had a slightly clearer view. The only trouble was, Celine had reached down to run her hands through her lover’s hair, so it was still difficult for Nikki to ascertain his identity.

  The man broke off from his attentions and stood up – and Nikki breathed a huge sigh of relief. It wasn’t Matt after all, it was the Earl. He was completely naked. He grabbed Celine’s thighs and positioned his impressive cock at the entrance to her pussy. Leaning forward, he eased it into her. Although Celine was clearly wet from their foreplay, she flinched slightly as the last couple of inches slid into her. The Earl paused to allow her to get used to his length. She wiggled her hips around, delighting in the feel of his gorgeous prick inside her. The Earl withdrew his shaft until his bell-end rested against the outer folds of her labia, then, flexing his bottom forward and back, he teased Celine’s clit with the tip of his enormous cock. She clearly loved the sensation, for she bounced up and down excitedly and tried her best to swallow the whole length of it with her pussy, but he continued to withhold it. As she grew more and more aroused, the Earl tried his best to gauge her level of excitement. He did so to perfection for, as Celine’s breath shortened, he buried all ten inches deep inside her. She raked her fingernails down his back as she came, causing them both to cry out.

  The Earl then picked her up, spun her around, and carried her across to the bed. He flung her down upon it, took hold of her legs, and lifted them up almost vertically until she was able to rest her ankles against his shoulders. He then lowered his cock towards her pussy. Once again, he slid into her gently. Celine took his length much more easily on this occasion. Feeling that she was a lot more comfortable now, the Earl rocked his buttocks back and forth and quickly worked up a steady rhythm. She brought her fingernails into play again and clawed them down his flanks. He let out a strangled cry.

  ‘Harder,’ he commanded.

  Celine was happy to obey; digging so deep Nikki was able to see the red weals appear on his skin. His response was to plunge in and out of her faster and faster until she came a second time. As she gasped in delight, the Earl let out a low moan as he climaxed too.

  ‘Enjoying the view?’

  Nikki spun around to find Matt standing just behind her. Trembling with nerves, she backed away along the corridor.

  ‘Is everything all right?’ Matt asked.

  Nikki pointed at the bedroom in which the Earl had just fucked Celine. ‘Tell me you’re not like that?’

  ‘I’m not the Earl, Nikki, and I never will be.’

  Guiltily, she looked at him. She felt horrible for ever having doubted him.

  Matt felt it was time to lighten the mood with a quip. ‘Mind, I wish I had his money.’

  ‘Me too,’ Nikki said, smiling sheepishly. ‘Forgiven?’

  ‘There’s nothing to forgive.’

  ‘What now?’

  Matt scratched his chin thoughtfully. ‘I think this is the bit where we kiss and make up.’

  Nikki grinned. ‘Sounds good to me.’

  He took her in his arms and they kissed. As they did so, the door to the room behind them opened and the Earl stepped out. He looked rather nonplussed. ‘So, I declare my intentions to you and this is your response?’

  Matt and Nikki parted and she eyed the Earl coolly. ‘I heard your intentions a few minutes ago. They sounded most sincere.’

  The Earl’s cheeks coloured. ‘I was upset after your reply,’ he stammered. ‘Confused … yes, that’s it.’

  ‘You didn’t sound confused; you sounded more excited than that,’ Nikki replied.

  As the Earl floundered around for an answer, Celine chose the worst possible moment to leave the room.

  ‘Oh, hi!’ she said to Nikki and Matt, before draping her arms around the Earl’s shoulders and kissing him on the cheek. ‘Did we have an audience?’r />
  ‘I didn’t mean to listen,’ Nikki said. ‘It was just that your door was open and I couldn’t help but overhear.’

  ‘I hope you enjoyed the show,’ Celine simpered.

  ‘It was certainly enlightening,’ Nikki said, as the Earl tried his best to shrug the redhead off his shoulder.

  ‘You’re leaving tomorrow, aren’t you?’ Celine asked her.

  ‘Yes.’

  Celine stroked the Earl’s chest. ‘You really must try him before you go – he’s quite the ride.’

  ‘I’ll take your word for that.’ Then, taking Matt by the arm, she couldn’t resist adding, ‘Bit of Savlon and they’ll clear up in no time.’

  ‘What?’ the Earl choked, through clenched teeth.

  ‘Those scratches. Wouldn’t leave them too long, though; some of them look quite deep.’

  The Earl seethed as Nikki and Matt wandered off.

  Turning his attention to Celine, he asked, ‘Is Roxanna having her usual Saturday night auction?’

  ‘I think so,’ she replied. ‘Why?’

  ‘No reason.’

  Though Celine didn’t know it, the Earl was lying, for he had begun to plot how he would get his own back on Nikki and Matt that night.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Blackmail

  Nikki accompanied Matt to the barn, which was located at the side of the palace. She wanted to watch as he prepared the evening’s entertainment.

  ‘Are you sure? There really isn’t going to be much to see other than me working,’ he said.

  ‘Sounds ideal,’ she replied, kissing him on the cheek.

  Upon entering the building, she was quite surprised to find that no animals were housed there. Matt explained that there was a separate stable block at the back of the palace for the horses. She sat down on one of the bales of straw and watched her man set to work. The barn was, essentially, just a large, open-plan space with bales of hay scattered around and a hayrick in one corner – but as she looked on, he transformed it into an arena for the auction. Firstly, he fetched several portable iron fences and used them to circle off a space roughly 20 feet in diameter in the very centre of the floor. He then disappeared for such a long time that Nikki began to wonder where on earth he had got to. Eventually, she heard the low hum of an engine and, the next moment, Matt re-entered the barn driving a forklift truck, on the prongs of which rested an elaborate throne. As he brought the vehicle to a halt, Nikki couldn’t help but laugh.