A couple of months later Azumi went back to the resort, well equipped for the weather and bringing gifts. On the beach would be built a small dock, where a boat could be moored for longer periods of time, if necessary. Also the cleaning staff would be of at least three people even with no clients. This second time there would be no surprises, everybody knew exactly who she was. She wasn't there as a client but as the big boss. This time the boat would wait.

She gathered the four employees she had dealt with before in the restaurant to have a chat with them. She mostly wanted to check if there was going to be any problem in the future about information leaks or blackmail. The two new members of the cleaning staff didn't know about her past adventures, and weren't invited to the conversation. All four were quite nervous, expecting to be fired. Azumi made a bit of small talk to defuse the situation and then went to the point. They had done their jobs more or less and wouldn't be fair to fire them, as fun as could be getting revenge.

-Luigi, there's something I need to tell you.- She started with the cook because she had dealt with him the least.- You use too much salt.

-Respectfully ma'am, I disagree.- He was as curt as always.

-Agree to disagree. You can leave.- He did so fast. Then she went to María.- You gave me a lot of trouble. I understand that you thought that I requested that service. Is not your fault that I was misinformed. Still, I'm going to ask you to please stay away from me as much as posible.

-Yes, ma'am, of course.- In any way she would expect that outcome. She left in a hurry.

-Hans, I'm pregnant. You won't have any kind of contact with my baby. Never.

-Oh, boy, this is new. Not only I have fucked my boss, but she also is carrying my bastard. I have to put this in my book. But don't worry, I have no interest in being a father.

-Glad that you are happy. Leave, please.

-It's just that...- He didn't move and instead grinned with malice.- I am imagining he and I raping you. Together. Ruining your holes again, father ad son. I could show him what a slut his mother is and teach him the proper way to treat your kind. Just the thought of it is making me hard right here.

-Hans...- If he intended to scandalize her he failed completely.- Telling me this, joke or not, has been very brave. At this moment I respect you more than I thought I would ever do. Thank you for proving me wrong.- His grin disappeared.- Sadly you are not brave enough to be a decent person, that takes much more effort than being an outspoken moron. Now, fuck off.- He left dejected.

-That's it, girl! Owning the situation...- Priya was proud.

-Having two people helping you is enough?

-It is great, thank you.- Priya took a good look at her boss.- You are so different today.- Her dark silk blouse was tailored to her torso, which meant that her nipples were poking through the fabric.- May I?- Azumi nodded and Priya toyed with a nipple making it harden and poke even more.- Well done, you should not hide them.

-Yes, a lot of people at work tells me the same. I had fame of being uptight and boring. They like me more now.

-You haven't changed this.- Priya, toyed with Azumi's hair, that still was the way she had made it. Then she undid the upper buttons of her blouse revealing the tattoo one on her chest.- So sad, you could be using transparencies if it weren't for this.

-Transparencies? With no bra?

-Transparencies..., because there is no bra. What's the point otherwise? Although...- She made a pause and smiled.- You can always say that is a joke, or a provocation, or modern art... You rich people can do anything.- They stayed in silence for a moment, while Priya studied Azumi's body.

-My appartment is very big and I'm going to be a mother. It would be great to have somebody with me, helping me. I can pay you well. That's why I'm here, to tell you this in person.

-To tell me that you want me to be your housemaid?

-Not like that.

-No? Wait... Is this something, like, romantic? I know that we have done a lot of sexual things but I'm not into girls. I mean, I'm flattered, but...

-Just... Listen to my proposal.- Priya listened, agape and with her heart racing.

Azumi kept rubbing her clit. It was close. At any moment she would reach her much needed orgasm. It had been a hard week, and it hadn't finished yet. A big, nice orgasm would be more than welcome. Right at the edge she stopped. She was sweating and breathing hard. It had been so close. Priya caressed her hair softly while she looked at the screen of a device.

-Yes, very good. We are getting there. Precision matters. Go get a shower, you have to go to the office. Do this again twice while you are there.

-Yes, mistress.- Priya playfully smacked Azumi's buttock as she left.

Inside her pussy Azumi carried a sensor device, a small sphere that measured the level of temperature and humidity. It sent the information to another device, where a screen allowed to check the results in real time, and also the past ones. The sphere's internal memory card could store the information gathered for many months. Thanks to them, Priya could know if Azumi had removed the device or had orgasmed, both things forbidden for the time being. Their current project was about learning self control by finding the exact point of orgasm. Azumi had been five days already masturbating to the edge six times a day, in different places and at different hours.

When Azumi finished the shower, Priya wasn't there. She probably was in the kitchen, on the bottom floor of the two stores attic they shared. On the bed there were the clothes that her mistress had chosen for the day. According to the rules they had agreed upon, Azumi, in general had to obey and subordinate her feelings to Priya's desires. Not only obey, but do it with a smile. For her part Priya promised to treat her with respect and do not harm her, but also not go easy. Azumi knew that she would be challenged and that her pleasure or comfort wouldn't be priorities. And she liked that. She liked being of service. She liked doing chores and feeling useful. She liked being in bondage and servicing her mistress. The combination of performing tasks, plus some kind of sexual activity, plus some amount of restriction of liberty aroused her quite a lot, and Priya was very good combining these elements. And sexual release, because she knew that it would be escarce, would be even more sweet.

Azumi put on the outfit. The leather trousers were tight and the fabric of the crotch would be rubbing her labia and clit. The heels would be tall enough to be uncomfortable after wearing them for several hours. The blouse was tight fitting and almost completely see-through, the nipples poking shamelessly and showing her pink colour in full. Her mistress was making her risk a lot that day. Being the boss she wouldn't be fired but would upset many of her clients and investors.

When she went to the kitchen her breakfast was already waiting for her on the table. Priya indicated her to sit next to her. When Azumi did so her mistress brought her own chair closer. All the time she spent eating, Priya caressed her inner thighs, crotch, abdomen, buttocks, shoulders and poking nipples, and kissed repeatedly her neck, cheek, nose and forehead.

-You must be all the slut to dress like this for work. You don't even use panties.- Priya tempted her poor submissive boss.- How many cocks do you intend to put in your wet cunt today?

-My mistress decides how I dress and how many cocks I put in my wet cunt, today and every day.

-But dressing like that at work wouldn't bring you trouble?- Priya reached down and nibbled Azumi's nipple, wetting the blouse. Azumi gasped and rubbed her thighs together.

-My mistress doesn't get any benefit from me being in trouble.

-Then why would she make you dress like that?

-I assume she has her reasons. I just obey.

-For being a horny, cunt juice filled brain you say the nicest things.

-My mistress deserves the best.

-Wow! Ok... If you are so sure, as soon as we finish our little project of finding your orgasm edge, I will teach you to learn to orgasm while you walk. Do you remember a couple of weeks ago, when we were walking on the street, and you were wearing that mini-skirt? You orgasmed so hard that a thick glob of your cum fell on the floor and a dog licked it up. If you had been able to walk we would have run and hidden, don't you think?

-Yes, mistress, that would be a great idea. The people would be disgusted seeing the slut you are making of me.

-They wouldn't be disgusted, they'd want to fuck you. And that cannot be. Because you are mine. I have no reason to let anybody fuck you. And I cannot fuck you, because I don't have a penis and I don't like using strap-ons. So nobody is going to fuck you. And it would be annoying if I had to explain this again and again. So either we make you less fuckable or we learn to walk faster. And I think that walking faster would be more useful. What do you think?

-I think that you are very smart and witty and I'm very lucky having you as my mistress.

-Hey, calm down, if you keep swelling me up I'm going to explode. So now, I'll give you two options, and you will choose the wisest. One, you go down to the street and give one of your wonderful blowjobs to the first guy that looks at you chest. It's been already three days since your last blowjob, you may be losing practice, and we don't want that. Or two, you go to your bedroom and choose whichever outfit you prefer.- Azumi was confused. Her mistress had given her two very different options.- Are you truly doubting?

-I'm very sorry mistress. This looks like one of María's mind games. I don't know if you are intending to trick me to find an excuse to punish me.

-Reaaaaly?- Priya pushed her nose and forehead to poor confused Azumi's.- You have been eating my pussy twice a day minimum, for two months and you still don't know who I am? Not, María, Priya. Hello?

-Mistress...- She was about to fall on her knees, and kiss her mistress' feet to apologize but Priya stopped her.

-I'm not María, I don't do mind tricks. I do clear and precise orders. But since you miss her so much, I will bring her here from time to time to play with you. She's very creative and has lots of ideas for you, that you will love.

-Yes, mitress...- Azumi gulped.

-But don't worry, I will protect you from the worst. Now, I ordered you to choose the wisest option. You are not listening to me because you are a desperately horny gushing slut. Which, by the way, is more my fault than yours. So listen to me.- Priya approached Azumi's ear and whispered.- Between the two options I gave you, choose the wisest, or I swear I will grab a wet towel and whip your cunt right here and now.

Azumi ran to her bedroom to put on a less revealing attire. As always she made sure that her nipples would be amusingly outlined, instead of obviously displayed. Her mistress had clearly stated her interest on that bit several times, an Azumi was willing to do that small sacrifice. Besides thanks to that her employees where more fond of their boss than they had ever been and the work environment and collective morale had improved greatly. Including her own. The nipples also helped her finding cocks to suck and pussies to lick when she went partying with her mistress to one of those noisy, sex filled nightclubs. Her mistress got upset when Azumi's talent and energy were not appreciated enough and she wished to make her mistress happy.