After her initial flirtations with sex work, Tegan finds herself on vacation at an exotic resort as the guest of a mysterious patron
This series follows in from chapter 29 of House Slut but takes place after the events if Chaprer 43. This is an introductory chapter with no sexual activity, just to provide the setup for the rest of this story arc – things will heat up soon. 🙂
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Arriving after a long plane ride, Tegan and Jennifer alighted from their cab and stood by fanning themselves in the humid heat as the resort’s valet unloaded their luggage and put it on a trolley to take into the lobby.
It had been some time since the event where Tegan and Jennifer had met and they’d been jointly booked by one of the party’s guests, and their benefactor had arranged, pending a clear blood test result, for them to be flown to the Bahamas. Originally it had been slated for a long weekend but with Tegan’s increased availability she was more than happy to oblige the request to extend her stay for a week.
The prospect was unbelievable, that he’d take them halfway around the globe just for a sexual getaway, and they’d both vocalised concerns (only semi-joking) that they were going to fall into some kind of human trafficking ring. But Simon had hinted that the person who’d booked them was in fact the owner of the resort chain and did it for reasons of power, influence, and personal discretion. If anything that had made Tegan more nervous as it made her wonder why he’d need that much privacy, but Simon was able to convince her that this was not the first time he’d booked a girl for this client, and everyone had come back safe and sound.
Arriving in the lobby the woman behind the desk gave them a warm smile and provided them with rubber wristbands.
“This is your fob key, it will grant access to your suite as well as charging any meals, drinks or other services. We’re completely cashless and cardless here, to avoid any unnecessary encumbrance.” She explained as a tall, muscular valet hefted their cases onto a trolley, the indoor lighting glinted off his dark shaved head. His name badge identified him as Lukas.
“Thank you.” Tegan replied warmly in response, looking at the number etched into the band.
“If you’ll follow me.” The valet urged with a wide grin, pushing the luggage cart across the lobby and leading them onto an immaculately crafted boardwalk.
Looking around Tegan could see a large pool with a swim-up bar and a fancy looking restaurant. Beyond a few woven wooden twig barriers she could see a white sand beach and hear the crashing waves. He glare-proof sunglasses gave her a clear – if tinted – view and it seemed to her the few people on the beach weren’t wearing very much.
“Is this a nudist resort, Lukas?” She asked.
“It is clothing optional.” The valet confirmed. “All guests are welcome to dress in whatever way they are comfortable, at least beyond the lobby. Most of the guests opt out of clothing after settling in.”
“I have a feeling we’re going to spend a lot of time n… uh… taking advantage of that.” Jennifer began, biting off the word naked in front of Lukas. He chuckled knowingly nonetheless.
“Do not worry, the staff here are very accustomed to our guests expressing themselves and will not be shocked. Please feel comfortable to be as free as you like.”
“We’ll see how our… daddy… feels about that.” Tegan glanced at Lukas, wondering how much he knew. That her and Jennifer were not actually that man’s daughters, if he’d brought other ‘daughters’ here in the past. If he had any idea they were being paid, and for what.
“He should be along in a couple of hours. He left a message actually.” Lukas took a small sealed envelope out of his shirt pocket, handing it to Tegan, then stopped by a door they reached along the boardwalk. There were more of the woven barriers that loomed tall alongside what appeared to be a number of fully enclosed villas. He gestured to the door and Jennifer tested her fob wristband against the sensor, unlocking the door and pushing inside, followed by Lukas and Tegan.
Lukas began unloading the luggage as Tegan opened the envelope with the note and Jennifer took in the villa, removing her shades and letting out a low whistle.
“Wooooow, look at this place.” She said in a reverent whisper as Lukas unloaded the trolley.
Tegan looked up from the note and took it in. The general living space spanned a floorplan larger than the house Tegan had shared with three people, with large tinted floor to ceiling windows opening onto a large deck with a hot tub and steps leading down to what seemed to be private section of beach.
The furnishings looked expensive. There was a large kitchen and dining area, and a lounge area with white leather couches clustered around a huge TV. Lukas gestured to corridors branching off from the main space.
“That way is the master suite, with a king size bed and it’s own bathroom.” He said, gesturing down the left. He turned and gestured down the right.
“That way are two more bedrooms, and another bathroom to share between them. There is also a sauna and a small courtyard.” Lukas spoke with a halting British accent but pronounced ‘sauna’ with a Scandinavian lilt.
“Thank you, Lukas.” Tegan smiled in response, taking the handle of her case. “I guess we’re down that way.”
“Please, use the service panel if anything is needed. I will leave you to get comfortable.” He gestured one last time at a tablet computer mounted on the wall and Tegan noticed there were several of them around, as Lukas pulled the trolley back through the door and pulled it closed behind himself, leaving Tegan and Jennifer alone.
“This is bonkers.” Jennifer said as she took her case, seeming to be unable to take her eyes off the beach as she made her way towards the bedrooms.
“Yeah. Man he’s really gone all out. So how you feeling about this? Nervous?” Tegan asked, following Jennifer into one of the bedrooms. There was a queen sized bed and a built in wardrobe, as well as a dresser and a wall mounted TV.
“This is my first time overseas, and it’s for sex tourism. So… a little anxious. But I’ll be fine.”
“He’s spending a lot of money on this considering one of us is a virgin.” Tegan said, a certain suspicion nibbling at her mind.
“Uh… yeah, about that.” Jennifer said, chewing her lip.
“Jen… did you?”
“I might have sold him my virginity.” she said defensively. “He’s paying for my cherry. Extra if he takes my ass as well.” Jennifer flashed Tegan a shy smile.
“Wow. And here I gave it away for free.” Tegan said, trying to keep the mood light. “So what’s the play?” she said, shifting the subject.
“We’ll just stick to the scenario Simon outlined and wing it, I guess.” Jennifer suggested, with a shrug.
When they’d plotted it out with Simon before the trip, it was determined that Tegan (aka Violet) was supposed to be the more flirtatious and promiscuous one while Jennifer (aka Rose) was the innocent one, who would ultimately fall into temptation. Now that Tegan knew Jennifer had agreed to give up her virginity to their benefactor, it was a lot clearer how things would play out.
Jennifer opened the closet to start putting away her clothing and found that there were a number of garments already hanging up and in the drawers, including extremely skimpy swimsuits. She examined the sizes. “Huh, I think this is your room.”
Tegan joined her to examine the sizing and nodded.
“Guess so. You must be in the other room.”
“So what’s in the note?” Jennifer prompted.
“Oh yeah.” Tegan took out the note and read it aloud.
My darling girls,
I hope you enjoyed your flight. I will be joining you shortly. Please feel free to enjoy the facilities, and I will come find you when I arrive.
I know we’re family but don’t let that make you too shy to cut loose and fully enjoy yourselves! We have nothing to hide from each other.
Love Daddy
“I guess he’s definitely committed to the family roleplay.” Tegan observed. “And he expects us to really slut it up out here too.”
“I’m fine with it.” Jennifer gathered up her case to take to her own room. “I wonder if he really has a daughter he wished he could fuck.”
“I’m sure it’s just a fantasy.” Tegan assured her. “Let’s go check out the pool once we get unpacked.”
“Sure.”
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Fifteen minutes later they met in the main area of the villa. They were both wearing swimsuits that had been provided for them rather than the relatively modest bikinis they’d brought with them. To say they were revealing would be understating it by a considerable margin. Tegan’s pastel green thong bottoms disappeared into her modest asscrack and the sliver at the front just barely provided any coverage. The tiny amount of material exposed most of her pubis, so she had been prompted to quickly trim most of her groomed triangle of hair until the merest tuft remained just above her slit. Up top, she wore what amounted to two small squares covering her nipples, strung together with dental floss.
If the aim of the game was covering up, Jennifer was technically winning. She had found a low-cut string bikini bottom in pink that at least afforded a triangle of material that at least didn’t seem to be about to be swallowed between her lower lips. The cups of her bikini top were a strip of material that could be drawn side to side like a curtain, but fully deployed nicely contained Jennifer’s B-cups.
“That doesn’t leave much to the imagination.” Jennifer observed.
“By design, I’m sure. I’m the naughty one, remember?” Tegan said, referring back to the scenario Simon had sent. She winked and donned her sunhat and shades. “Let’s go check out the pool.”
They made their way back to the large pool near the lobby area and found some fresh towels, claiming a couple of deckchairs to recline on later, Tegan left her hat and shades behind and quickly made her way into the water, feeling like she’d feel less exposed of at least her bottom half was obscured. Not that anyone paid them any notice – a man and a woman were lingering near the swim up bar and the woman was entirely topless already. She paddled a couple of lengths of the pool before making her way to the bar, where Jennifer joined her and they ordered a couple of cocktails which were delivered in pool-safe plastic glasses.
“These should help us relax.” Jennifer commented.
“To relaxation.” Tegan clacked her cup against Jennifer’s and took a big sip of the fruity mix.
“So which one do you think ‘daddy’ is?” Jennifer asked, resting her head on the edge of the pool and floating gently in the water.
“Hard to say. I assume someone who got and up close and personal with us back at the show.”
There was a minute of silence while they finished their drinks and left the cups on the bar, just idly floating against the pool’s edge, when a shadow fell over them.
“Hello girls.” A male voice above said. Tegan and Jennifer tilted their heads up, trying to make out the silhouetted figure above, wearing a pair of loose swim shorts.
“Um, hi?” Jennifer asked, confused.
“Daddy?” Tegan interjected, subtly nudging Jennifer under the water.
“Violet, Rose, so nice to see your faces.” The man acknowledged, alluding to the fact the last time he’d seen them in person, they’d been wearing masks. They’d never seen his face before, but Simon had forwarded their photos to him so he’d be able to recognise them at the resort. Tegan was already climbing out of the pool, water cascading off her lithe body as she rose to meet him.
“Daddy!” Tegan said enthusiastically, throwing her arms around the stranger’s neck and hugging him tightly. He reciprocated by resting his hands on her hips and pulling her close, letting her feel his bulge against her belly as he kissed her on the cheek. Jennifer climbed out of the water and joined them, kissing ‘Daddy’ on the opposite cheek, casually rubbing her swimsuit-covered breast against his arm.
“Have you girls enjoyed your stay so far?” he asked.
“This place is amaaaazing.” Tegan gushed, stepping back a little and turning to take in the glamorous surroundings. “We are going to have so much fun here.” She added, layering a hint of innuendo as she turned back to take a good look at him, lightly laying a fingertip against his toned chest. He was a little over six feet tall and she estimated him to be in his early or mid 40s. Maybe fifties if he’d taken care of himself. He had a strong jaw and was well muscled but middle age had caught up with him, softening his body around the edges. His dark hair was well peppered with grey streaks. His grey eyes seemed to gleam with genuine pride and happiness.
“I’m so pleased.” He intoned as he slipped an arm around Jennifer who was still clinging to his side, and casually rested his hand on her rounded ass.
“Will you join us for a swim?” Jennifer asked.
“For now I’ll head back to the suite to make a couple of calls and then order some dinner. Please feel free to enjoy the pool awhile longer and come find me an half an hour?” He suggested.
“Sounds great, Daddy.” Tegan agreed, then her and Jennifer gave him another hug and slipped back into the pool. He watched them for a moment before turning and walking away.