				   LIFE'S A DREAM
				     
					BY REAVAN	

	It's a great life for some of us. I mean. I was born with a golden spoon in my mouth: great looks, irresistible personality, incomparable charm and ... MONEY!

	My house, (that is mansion) has thirty-six bedrooms, all with ensuite baths, some of them overlooking the pacific and the beach below.

	I keep about 45 women there, all between eighteen and twenty-three, every one of them madly in love with and devoted to me. Some of them could have become Miss universe, as far as looks and charm are concerned. Who cares though, whether they can sing, play an instrument or make pretty speeches. I consider multiple orgasms, bisexuality, virginal muscle control and total submission, much more desirable qualities. 

	My taste in women is very democratic, however. I happen to like women, with what I call character features. You know the corn fed, buxom country girl, the amazon (without the muscles), the full figured, the very petite and the slender. Then there are also, of course different races and all the ethnic varieties. I especially like the big ass black women, really black, however, not the one drop mixture; well, I have some of those too. Who can resist the petite oriental women, with their sweet alluring smiles? Then of course there are the American Indian, Asian Indian, you can go on and on. The point here is that variety is the spice of life and I got plenty of that. 

	A main feature of the mansion is a spacious indoors amphitheater overlooking the indoor Olympic size pool. The eight tiers have five-foot wide steps, padded with thick cloth covered foam. There is an oval floor about fifty by thirty and between that and the pool rises a small stage. It is about three feet high and measures twenty wide and fifteen feet deep. It has a couch at the back and the remainder is thick foam, like the steps. The manner in which I use the stage and the seats are actually interchangeable, as far as the performances are concerned. I usually occupy the stage, where I watch or perform with one or several of my adoring women. I also some times sit on the large couch and have acts performed on the stage that I wish to observe closely. On the steps usually about fifteen pairs of females watch us, or perform sex acts on my command. 

	The gym where they work out, to keep their bodies to my specification, is about fifty by sixty feet. At between nine and eleven every morning they all report there for their daily workouts. Since I'm not much of a fan of the stick body, their weights and measurements as well as their diets are carefully monitored. At any one time during the morning workout there are ten women on massage tables, practicing vaginal muscle control. I have a balcony above this room, where I sometimes watch the women train. They take their training very serious, since the frequency of them having sexual intercourse in one form or another is directly related to the level of performance they attain.

	I arrange them in pairs and designate one as a madam and the other as a server. They alternate those roles once a week but not always with the same woman. I try to avoid, having them form strong bonds. This can't be totally avoided, however but I use that to my advantage, by not pairing them up with some on they prefer, if they are performing unsatisfactorily. Then again I can reward them, by pairing them up again. Another reason, I have them alternate status is, that I required for them to maintain an obedient attitude. I don't mean that I want them to be totally submissive or slavish, just courteous and obliging. Some women can become very domineering and pretentious beyond their status, if left in charge for too long (What do you mean you know that?). The true object of their submission is of course, me, myself and I! 

	The server look after her madam, washing her, doing her hair, manicure, dressing and the little makeup that I allow. They also sleep together in their assigned room. The server's only apparel consists of a collar and a short leash with a loop that the madam usually keeps on her wrist. They are not permitted to speak unless spoken to and then they will answer with downcast eyes in soft obedient tones. If they are standing they will assume a submissive position, knees touching, one hand holding the other wrist in front of them, and the head bowed slightly. If the madam is sitting they will be on their knees usually with their hands on one of her knees. Sometimes when just walking around, the madam might stop to look at something. You can then observe the server on her knees holding on to her madam's thigh with both hands and maybe leaning her head affectionately on it. The madam might be stroking her server's hair while she is talking to another madam who of course also has a server at her side. At times, they talk about their naked servers, pointing out their bodily features, or make them pose or show.  The other madam might then bend down stroking them or kissing them on the forehead. The server will then coo and respond like a pussycat.  

	The madam is expected to be sophisticated and courteous but not arrogant. She is required by her status to remain somewhat aloof from her server but not in a domineering manner. Being responsible for the server, her conduct is to be assertive but also compassionate. She must be strong, comforting and protective towards her subordinate.

	I know what you want to say. Some women are naturally submissive or domineering and vis-à-vis. I agree to a certain extend but I also believe that proper training can alter that. In order to succeed in this world it is necessary for submissive women to become stronger. Likewise the domineering type must learn to become less so, by spending time as a submissive. Both types will become better adjusted humans, from the experience they gain with my training.  I believe that this is very important in their future lives.  I could just keep them all as obedient slaves but then how would they fare once they returned to the real world. 

	You see I never dismiss my women; they graduate. There is of course a graduation ceremony and a party, when they reach their twenty-third birthday. Of course by then, because of the training I provide, they are well prepared for entering the normal mundane world that most people live in. They are for one thing, eagerly sought after by men less fortunate than I for holy matrimony. I guess another way of describing my establishment is that of a finishing school.

	Sex without my permission is forbidden under the honor system. Violators are punished by up to one week in a cell without sex. They wear a chastity belt during this internment and since their wrists are chained to their neck collars it is impossible for them to reach the lower body. A heavy leather bra makes it impossible for them to stimulate that area. This type of punishment is very rare however, since almost everyone performs at least twice a day, in one way or another. I use this type of incarceration for another purpose though; I call it priming. You take a nymphomaniac and deny her any type of sex for a day or two and then release her. You have a wild ferocious animal that will totally sexually devour any male or female body in her path. I some times bring a woman like that out, in a locked cage close to a gangbang and let her watch the proceedings for a while. It takes strong steel bars to contain such a woman. Feeding time then is a great show. I have the door opened and a male or female - depending on the individual - victim is let in to be sacrificed. That can be a sight to behold, as the sex starved wildcat, pounces on its defenseless prey.       

	I have a panel of five women made up of the five age groups, who with the help of a computer looks after scheduling most sexual activities. This had to be done at an early stage to eliminate squabbling over who got to serve me the most and who got paired off with whom. They also take into account the performance ratings as I have mentioned.    

	I have another panel of five senior women who are in charge of admission. You might say that they are in charge of replacing themselves. We have a long list of hopeful applicants. Some of the best families compete to have their daughters accepted. Like I mentioned before, however, natural ability is the prime requirement for enrolment, not money. Since I am independently wealthy and do not receive government grants, there are no greedy bureaucrats to slip bribes to.      

	Oh I forgot to mention that I also keep five beach bums in the same age range, just to make it more interesting for the women. After all, I'm only one man, with almost fifty women. Here again I try to maintain a variety of races, to satisfy the varied tastes of the women. They are quartered in a beach house some distance from the mansion and are only brought in, when they are required to perform. When that happens, they are usually kept naked, in special cages under the amphitheater steps. It's a favorite hang out when they are there, for some of the women. The cages are about eight feet square, on wheels and can therefore be viewed from all sides. When they are on display their wrists and angles are shackled to both sides of the cage so the women cannot reach their private parts. Women can get pretty wild some times, so I alone control the locks. The cages are rolled out in front or to one side of the stage sometimes, to torment the boys and or the women. Can you imagine thirty man-starved nymphomaniacs, surrounding and shaking the bars attempting to get at a stud in a cage?   

	Every one takes turns with the household duties and of course the monthly period of abstinence for women is resolved this way. During that few days every month they wear bright read panties and is of course on household duties. There are always five to ten women assigned to such kitchen and maidservant duties. That includes the grounds that are maintained mainly by the beach bums. They of course do not have a monthly period but considering their fringe benefits, they should at least earn their keep. Don't you think so?

 	Well enough about my set-up, let me describe 'a day in the life of...ME'!    

	"Good morning Sir, its time for me to get you ready for the day." I open my eyes looking up at a beautiful black woman's face, smiling radiantly at me. I read, twenty-three and Rosie above her right breast. (I forgot to mention that in order to keep track of who is who, I have their name and an assigned number painted over the right breast. Only a certain chemical will remove it.) "I have the shower running for you, Sir." Stretching, I looked to my side at the blond and oriental women who had served me during the night. They were also waking, yawing and stretching their naked bodies. Their servers were standing next to the bed, ready to look after their morning toilet. (Only madams serve me in my bedroom. I have found that it enhances their status with their servers.) I got up and Rosie put her arm around me and led me to the shower. She put on a shower cap while I let the warm water soak my body. Joining me in the large stall, she waits until I'm ready and then proceeds to soap me thoroughly. She is a third year student and is adept at cleaning every inch of my anatomy. She then rinses me with a hand held shower and dries my body with a large towel. Next I get on the barber chair, where she shaves me with a straight razor. When that is done, we enter my dressing room, where her server already has my clothes laid out. They dress me and then comb my hair, after which she receives a hug and a kiss. I squeeze her huge ass and give it a couple of slaps, asking her when she is scheduled for my bed.

"Tonight Sir, oooooh I'm so excited." I hug her naked body and kiss her full moist lips. She then put one arm around my waist and the other hand on my upper arm, escorting me downstairs to the dining room.  There she hands me over to the breakfast hostess at the door and returns to the bedrooms upstairs. 

Breakfast is casual dress and from seven to eight. The madams are fully clothed and sitting with their naked servers. I sit between two different madams every day, which is part of my democratic nature. There are four large round tables set for breakfast. Each table can seat fifteen people with nametags at each setting.  

The conversation is spontaneous and is this morning mostly about a movie that they saw on the wide screen next to the gym last night. The servers are allowed to speak as long as they look at their madam and touch their lips with a finger first. Their madam will then nod at her, giving permission. This is part of the training that I told you about. Do you know how difficult it is to keep your mouth closed when there is a hot conversation going? Self control! After breakfast is free time until the gym opens at nine. 

Lunch is also casual and the rules of behavior are the same as for breakfast.

At one thirty I am escorted to the arena where 12 women are ready to satisfy my sexual appetite for the afternoon. Today as usual, they put on a play to enhance the experience. The drama class, which everyone belongs to, is in charge of writing and producing these sessions.  Today I'm seated on a primitive throne as a medieval warlord. Nine of the women are dressed up as amazon warriors, carrying spears, swords and shields. The leader approaches me and explains that they have just come back from a raid in a neighboring country and that she would like to present the spoils of war. I nod and she orders her warriors to fetch the goods.

Three naked women in chains are brought in and paraded in front of me. Their hands are shackled behind their backs and their angles are chained together, forcing them to take small steps. Heavy chains are fastened to iron neck collars separating them about four feet. One of them, at fiery-eyed Latino, looks at me defiantly and spits at me. A warrior slaps her ass hard five times and she spits at her. A slender young blond cannot look at me and appears to be crying. Her head is yanked up by a warrior and she is told to look at her new master. She makes eye contact for an instant and then turns her head away sobbing. The third prisoner, a full figured black woman, who just stares blankly ahead, as if in a trance. In reality these three women have been in isolation for twenty-four hours in preparation for the show. All nymphs, they are sex starved to the point where they'll fuck anything that moves.

I order the Latino to be strapped in to a wooden contraption, much like an obstetrician's table. Her legs are spread wide and up where her angles are chained to the post by two warriors. Two others chain her wrists under the plank she is resting on, leaving her ass hanging over the edge, completely at my mercy. The blond girl is bend over a high saw horse, with her angles and wrists chained to the bottom legs. I order two warriors to spank their asses at a rate of once every two seconds. The black one is then brought to me and bend over. I get up and slap her huge ass twenty times, while I squeeze one of her tits hard. When finished I return to my throne and she is forced down on her knees in front of me. One warrior then exposes my cock while another pushes the black woman's face near it. She barks at her, ordering her to open her mouth and suck it, while she clutches one of her tits hard for emphasis. She mechanically sucks gingerly on my semi-hard cock. The warrior slaps her ass and squeezes her tit, telling her to put some passion into it or else. She picks up her sucking, while she gets a few more whacks just to keep her interested.
 
I order her to stop and head for the Latino, whose ass is now good and hot from the continuous spanking. She is still spitting and swearing at the warriors. I then order the black captive to get down and chew on her cunt. She swears at me, telling me to get her slave away from her cunt. I remind her that perhaps in her homeland she had owned her but now she was one herself.  

Pulling the black woman out of the way I ram my cock into the Latino's cunt. A warrior then forces the black woman's head into the crack of my ass. She is yelled at and ass slapped constantly, while licking my crack. The Latino now goes crazy; she curses, swears and spits at me, while her cunt contracts rapidly. It is in reality the first sex she has had in twenty-four hours and she begins to moan ecstatically. She tries gamely to keep up her act but climaxes quickly, screaming with pleasure while still swearing at me. I fuck her long enough, about another minute to let her cum again and then pull out. She curses, telling me to finish what I started. I nod at one of the warrior who is now wearing a strap on penis. She rams it in to the Latino's cunt and proceeds to fuck her while clutching her ample tits. Another Warrior crawls up and grinds her cunt into the Latino's face, while necking with the warrior fucking her. 

	I then ram my well-lubricated prick into the blond, whose ass is now nice and red from her punishment. She cries, pretending she's a virgin and a king's daughter but her cries soon becomes pleasurable moans as she climaxes. She is finally getting relief after the twenty-four hours of isolation.  The black woman was ordered to crawl after me and to continue licking my ass. I blow my load in the tight young, rapidly contracting pussy. She climaxes twice before I pull out. The black woman is then forced to suck my cock clean, with a warrior still smacking her ass. 

	Taking my seat again I and enjoy watching, as the three captives are made to satisfy the lust of all nine warriors. The blond captive is released and strapped onto a table, which is of such a height that a warrior can stand and fuck her. The black woman is strapped on to a similar table. Three of the warriors are now wearing strap on cocks and fuck the captives with abandon. Each captive has a warrior sitting grinding their cunts on their helpless faces. The remaining three warriors continuously slaps the prisoners wherever they can get their hands on them. This goes on for a good half an hour during which time the warriors take turns wearing the strap-ons getting their cunts eaten and slapping flesh. 

	Finally I clap my hands and the show ends. All twelve women line up in front of me and bow. I applaud as an audience should and they also clap in return. After all, I was also part of the performance. I snap my fingers once and they all turn around and bend over presenting their asses for my pleasure. Starting as the right I spank the first one five times. Moving then to the next ass, the first woman falls to her knees and takes my cock in her mouth while I spank the second ass. The second woman the sucks me as I spank the third and so on. When I get to the last, who is the black prisoner, I don't spank her but ram my now iron hard cock in her cunt. 

The remaining eleven women then get up and surrounds us. They take turns rubbing their tits in my face, caressing and kissing me. An outer ring of women caresses and kisses the bodies of the women in the inner ring. They become a living heaving moaning mass of flesh, feverishly working for the one purpose only: to bring me to a climax. I begin to moan as I ram my body into the huge soft black ass. Her cunt contractions reach three or four per second.  A pair of lips locks onto mine in a sucking french kiss. Another eager pair of lips licks my ass hole. Lips and tits are everywhere on my body. Hands are everywhere caressing and fondling me or another woman. 

I groan loudly as I blow my load in the black body, stopping deep for an instance after the first shot as she squeezes her cunt tight around my prick. I shoot twice more as a finger gently caresses my perineum. My groans are drowned in the loud moans of twelve women. All have been satisfied many times during the afternoon performance and now sound out their pleasure of having participated in my climax. I draw my cock out and the black woman drops to her knees and passionately sucking our combined juices of my member. The young blond prisoner is on the floor under her greedily sucking our juices out of the black cunt. My body is still being caressed and kissed as I savor my climax. Each woman now kisses me passionately in turn, thanking me for letting them help to satisfy me.                  
                      
Suppertime is at seven PM and is formal, long evening dresses for the madams and the servers in miniskirts the beach bums looking more like businessmen are also at these events. Good table manners are mandatory and the conversation must be cultured and sedate. 

After supper, everyone has half and hour to prepare for the evening performance in the amphitheater.  By eight thirty the boys are locked in their cages naked and the thirty-five or so women lined inside the door to receive me. They are all naked, with the madams on the left facing the door and the servers on the right facing in the opposite direction. I stop at the first pair and put one arm around the madam's waist drawing her into my body. I also put one hand on the servers' buttocks.  The madam puts her arms around my neck and kisses me passionately. She then reaches with one hand to her servers chin and gently turns her head towards mine for a gentle kiss. The server then takes her mistress's hand and kisses her palm. This ritual is repeated with every pair, the last two then leading me to the stage where I sit down with my madam for the movement, while her server kneels and kisses our feet. 

My stage madam this evening is a petite nineteen-year-old dreamy eyed oriental, who can melt ice with her smile. The server is a twenty-two year old full figured blonde who stands six foot two in her bare feet. She is told to get up on her knees and the madam kisses her gently while stroking her hair. She then puts her fingers under her chin and guides her face to mine and I kiss her. "Do you enjoy serving your madam, Leana," I asked her?
        
"Yes sir she is so kind and pleasant to me. She never shouts at me and only gives me a light spanking if I am not a good girl.
 
"Would you like to make love to her tonight, here on the stage?"
 
"Oh sir yes, I live only to satisfy my madam when you permit it, she smiles at me gratefully and then turns her eyes to her madam. Her expression changes from a submissive puppy dog to a lusty sex hungry vamp while she begins to breathe deeply.   

The beach bums are now wheeled out in their cages, which are placed two on one side and three on the other.

The women on the tiers, sixteen pairs today are sitting in what I call the passive position. The madams are sitting with both legs to one side leaning on the opposite hand, while the server is on her knees next to her and behind. The servers are either stroking their mistress's hair or her shoulders and arms.  

Leana then assumes the spanking position and I give her five loud slaps.  She maintains her position, knowing what comes next.  The sixteen servers on the tiers now assume the position in front of their madams on the next step down. I slap Leana and immediately the sound of sixteen asses being slapped resonates in the theatre. Five times I slap her and five times, sixteen cupped hands meets the soft fleshy asses of the servers. I love that sound filling the arena and I repeat the five slaps just to hear it again. I then squeeze one of Leana's cheeks and she drops to her knees and sucks on my cock. Sixteen servers crawl in between their madam's thighs and sixteen tongues meet sixteen clitorises.  

Leana maintains her sucking while Tanta sits next to me with her arms around me. On the tiers the lead madam is sitting with her server in the middle and the thirty other women have formed a daisy chain in the shape of a heart. They are not eating each other but each woman's lip is only a few inches from the next woman pussy lips. Tanta gets up and I slap her ass loudly, this is a cue and all thirty sets of lips meet thirty pussy lips and the sound of moaning and sucking fills the theatre. The two women in the middle make love in the sixty-nine position at the same time. Leana returns to my cock sucking it slowly knowing that I do not want to climax yet. After five minutes I slap Leana's ass again and the Daisy chain breaks up. There are a lot of heavy breathing and low frustrated moans from some of the women, who did not manage to climax.  

The five hunks are by now fully charged from watching the show. I sometimes send them back to their quarters at this point and the women watch me apprehensively. I nod at the lead Madam and she calls out the prearranged numbers for each woman to go to cage such and such. In a few minutes there are six women around each cage, shaking the bars. The women are now moaning loudly, reaching into the cages for their prize studs. I reach for a remote control and all five cages open at the same time. It becomes a feeding frenzy. Usually the first woman into the cage drops to her knees and begins to suck the stud off. Another kisses him savagely. The stragglers get to release their bonds and they drag them out on the floor. 

The lead madam and her server now come up on the stage. I order Leana and Tania on the floor doing a sixty-niner. The lead madam's server now takes over sucking my cock, while the madam sits with me and we fondle each other. She is an Asian Indian with a beautiful hour glass full figure body. I fondle her DD's and she kisses my neck and face while we watch the show on the stage and in the arena. 

The whole affair looks like total confusion but in reality the girls know exactly in what order they get to fuck their stud. Today it's done standing from behind. The first woman bends over leaning on another woman kneeling in front of her. They kiss each other passionately while a woman guides his cock into her waiting cunt. Yet another woman begins to neck with him while one rubs her tits in their faces. From behind one of the women hug him while kissing his back. The last woman is on her knees to one side fondling his crotch. Every two minutes the lead madam rings a bell and a different woman positions herself for her turn to get fucked. The show goes on until all the women have been fucked for two minutes. It doesn't matter when the boys or the women blow their loads. They must continue their performance until the last bell goes.    

Half way during the performance I order the lead madam to get up and lean on the handrail. Her server guides my cock in to her hot eager cunt and then kneels behind me using her tongue and fingers to please me. I begin to stroke her slowly as I watch the show below. Leana and Tania having climaxed several times now get up and Tania lifts her tiny madam up straddling the Indians back, facing me. Leana smiles at me the way only an oriental can and puts her little arms around my neck while kissing my neck and ear. Tania hugs me from the side and I gradually pick up my fucking speed. Her cunt now rapidly contracts on my cock as the three other women administer to my sexual fulfillment. I watch the thirty-six naked bodies the floor moan and groan as six of the women are being fucked. My cock is ramming in to the Indian woman and she is moaning desperately. At the same time she's still in charge of the show and she keeps an eye on the clock. She is holding a bell in her hand and rings it for the last change. Six cocks are pulled out and the last six women position themselves eagerly to be penetrated. I begin to groan with pleasure and blow my load in the Indians quivering cunt. The other three women moan with pleasure as they kiss and finger the part of my anatomy they are assigned to. ...............................................................................
  
..............................The bell rings again and it won't stop...............
 "Do you have to use that infernal machine, George? I need my sleep!" I turn my head, squinting at the middle age battle-axe next to me, with the scathing voice.  "Shut that fucking thing off - and put out the garbage before you go to work at the SEWAGE PLANT! Your sandwiches are in the fridge, I think!" 


THERE WILL NOT BE A CONTINUATION OF THIS STORY...........!      IT'S TOO DEPRESSING. 


