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On the very top floor of the Razzle Dazzle Salamander Casino, the massive oversized bedroom with soft carpeting that has the image of the salazzle casino owner, simply known as the Mistress embroidered into the carpet. A lone canopy bed of black, pinks and blues sits in the middle, the bed made but no one is in it. Huge windows let in the pre-dawn daylight in as there is a fancy table placed right by the window of white and gold lining. A matching chair sits empty on one side, while on the other side sits the Mistress. A salazzle with rubber like shiny skin, with her pink curved markings are surrounded in a soft blue. Her blue eyes look over to the beach in front of her casino. She sits on a salazzle who is spread barred and chained to the ground. A blue ball gag in her mouth as she pants and breathes in deeply. Her tail chained to the spread bar between her legs, as a little bit of drool runs down her chin. Pleasure rushes through the bound salazzle’s body, as a second twin salazzle stands behind the Mistress.

This second salazzle arms bound behind her in a Y arm restraint, a rubber gas mask wrapped around her head, with dark lenses over her eyes. The mask inflates and deflates with each breath as the gas filters hiss while a long rubber tube dangles from the very front of the mask which ends in shoulder height to the Mistress. Her sleek glossy rubber body is much like her twin below, her arms are chained to the floor in the back while a thin black, pink, and blue leather strap is attached to her front collar and is strung taught along her front down to the floor to keep her tightly held in position up against her sister and against the Mistress who leans back on occasion causing a soft muffled moan to be heard.

A sweet aroma lingers in the room which grows ever stronger the closer you get the mistress. On the opposite side of the room a pair of doors swing open and popping through is a sleek black and cyan rubber sergal toy. It’s cuffs glow the words “Fuck Toy” in them in a matching cyan, as it waves over to the Mistress, “Morning! This one is so pleased you offered to have breakfast with this one!”

The Mistress smiles as it turns its head slowly over to the sergal toy, “I have a busy day today, but your visit is important to me. I appreciate your business and an enjoyable breakfast is something I think we both can get behind.”

K-2003 nods with a little rump wiggle as it’s hips sway side to side as it walks over to the front of the room, “This one full heartedly agrees. And it is pleased with the reports that its Salazzle based toy models have been very well received.”

The Mistress continues to smile and gives a little nod, “Yes they are doing wonderfully. They are giving my sweet girls a little more quality time with each other. And the two male salazzle models, as bothersome it is to have something like that, is very well received. If my customers are happy, then I’m happy,” she replies.

“This one couldn’t agree more!” K-2003 gleefully says as it grabs the empty chair, the toy’s claws caress the back as it pulls the seat back and sits down with a loud squeak, the toy looks out at the view just as the sun crests over the horizon, “Ohhh! So pretty. This one doesn’t get to see sunrises often. But they are nice.”

“Yes, I am a fan of them, those purple and pink hues with the blue ocean with the hint of black of the fading night, is just something I can’t help but enjoy the natural beauty of it. It reminds me of myself.”

K-2003 nods, “It is very pretty.”

The Mistress chuckles, “What would you like K-2003?”

K-2003 looks at the Mistress and then at the empty table before it, “There aren’t any menus.”

“There is no need for a menu. Just tell me what you want, and it will be done.”

“Can you make French Toast? This one really likes French Toast. Oh, and with powdered sugar and lots of whipped cream!” K-2003 says with extra emphasis on the cream as it leans in squeezing its breasts together with its arms with a squeak.

The Mistress chuckles, “I think I can manage,” she states as she snaps her fingers and coming out of the shadows another salazzle pushes a cart forward with two silver platters. On one is ham, eggs, bacon, while on the other is exactly what K-2003 asked. Six thick slices of golden-brown French Toast with a thin layer of powdered sugar with an inch thick worth of whipped cream over the whole lot.

K-2003’s eyes go wide, “Yay.” The plates are placed in front of them with a glass jar of maple syrup in the middle.

“Enjoy Mistress. Mistress’ guest.”

“Thank you!” says K-2003 with a big grin as it takes one bite as it takes a huge chunk out of one slice, while leaving whipped cream all over its rubbery muzzle and chin, “It’s delicious!”

“You are welcome. If you need anything don’t hesitate to call.”

“We won’t my lovely,” states the Mistress as she brushes her tail up against the servant who shivers in delight. The servant does her best to keep her composure as she leaves.

“I am glad you enjoy your meal.”

“This one does Mistress. But how did you get it ready so fast?”

“I had several meals prepared based on our previous meetings.”

K-2003 nods, “Ah this one sees. And this one sees you have some other guests for breakfast.”

“Hmm?”

K-2003 motions to the two bound salazzles.

“You mean my furniture.”

“Are you doing objectification play?”

“A little. The one below me is my lovely Gnaria one of the triplets under my control. She was a little more uppity at first but now she’s as wanting of my touch as any other of my girls,” she explains as she elegantly cuts into her ham and has a piece as Gnaria moans softly underneath her Mistress.

“What about the other?”

“I knew you’d ask. She is Kristina, the second of the triplets. She is getting a chance to spend some quality time with me, and I get,” she grabs a napkin and cleans the tip of her mouth and fingers before she grabs the rubber hose and takes in a long-winded puff. The Mistress closes her eyes for a moment savoring the aroma and taste of her submissive’s intoxicating scent, “She is also providing me my morning puff. I am not one for traditional smoking. The smell of tobacco is so horrendous, but the lovely scent of one my girls? Always picks me up.”

“This one sees,” it replies as it has another slice of French Toast with equal mess. The toy’s cyan tongue licks across its face as it grabs the whipped cream which it slowly and sensually drawn into its mouth. The toy listens on as it coils its tongue around the fork which is idly suckles.

“And on occasion, I return the favor, like so,” The Mistress continues as she holds the tip of the rubber hose. She takes a deep breath as K-2003 can see Kristina tense up in anticipation, her sex quivers and drips as the memories of previous times rush back to her before she is greeted with the real thing.

The Mistress blows slowly but firmly into the hose, the rubber mask ballooning slightly as Kristina’s knees buckle before the Mistress spanks the side of Kristina’s bump a smack heard followed by a second as she spanks Gnaria’s ass. Gnaria moans softly as the Mistress says, “You are to remain standing tall and upright the whole time. Don’t make me turn your reward into a punishment.”

“Sorry Mistress,” Kirstina responds.

“Why did you spank the other?”

“Simple. Their fates are bound when I punish one, I will punish both. Rewards though? Come separately.”

“This one sees,” K-2003 nods, “What about the third one?”

“Her name is Verenice and she is currently in charge of your rubber suited pokémon friend Brian with her mate Zirra helping along as needed.”

“Oh, isn’t that nice.”

“I like to make sure my guests are well taken care of.”

“This one is glad you didn’t mind the extra company.”

“Not at all. To be honest your rubber pokémon tests are rather fascinating. I would like to know more, perhaps obtain a few salandite females, and salazzles with at least one or two males for our customer’s varied interests.”

“We are currently testing them, but this one will let you know as the tests continue. But this one does think it could arrange something like that in the future.”

“Could I at least get one salazzle? As a sign of good faith as I have provided a lot of business for you.”

K-2003 thinks for a moment as it eats another slice. Whipped cream drips down its chin as some of it drips down onto its breasts, “Hmmm, this one supposes it could be done, it will have to talk it its fellow toy to get it arranged.”

The Mistress grins, “Wonderful, and it seems you’ve made a mess of yourself.”

K-2003 looks down as more whipped cream falls down onto its breasts, “Oh no. This one is supposed to be professional!”

The Mistress chuckles, “Don’t worry. You don’t have to be here. It’s a private breakfast. Here let me get someone to clean it off of you,” she suggests as she snapped her fingers as another salazzle approaches out of nowhere, “Clean our guest, sensually,” the Mistress commands as she focuses on the salazzle.

This new salazzle her eyes go wide as she looks at the sergal toy. She shivers a little bit, biting her lower lip, “Y-Yes Mistress,” she says as she goes over to K-2003. The salazzle’s hands gently caress K-2003’s side as she softly squeaks.

“Thanks,” K-2003 says as it goes back to eating. The salazzle leans in and with her long tongue licks across the toy’s breasts, streaking away the whipped cream as more falls down as the toy continues to hungrily eat all the while the Mistress and K-2003 continue to talk business, the rubber suits and K-2003’s added guests over breakfast.

A few hours later Brian will stir from his sleep by a gentle but firm knocking on the door. The rubber suit lugia stretches with a squeak and a moan, from the soft bed he finds himself on. Soft echoes and whispers in his mind, “You are a Lugia. You are a rubber Pokémon,” echo into his mind, which fade into the back of his consciousness as he steadily awakes.

He stretches again, the sensation of his human self-fading as he runs his rubber fingertips over his body, “I felt like I slept for a thousand years,” he chuckles as he hears the knock again, a soft voice emanating from the other side.

“Hello? Mr. Brian Sir? It is me, Verenice. I am here to assist you for the day.”

Brian slips onto his feed as he drags himself over to the front of the door and opens it to see the salazzle smile and look up at the towering anthropomorphic Lugia, “Good morning sir.”

“Morning,” he says as he looks down, a gentle aroma flows over him which mixes in with each breath providing a subtle sweet touch of a taste to every breath, “I see you are assigned to me again.”

“I am assigned to you for the duration of your stay here at our humble casino,” she says with a smile.

“Oh, wonderful. You were rather good to me yesterday, and it is nice to have an expert at assisting with my gambling needs.”

“I am also here to provide you with information and help with inquires you might have throughout the day.”

“What kind of information?” Brian asks.

“What games we have, any special events. Where is the best sushi bar in town, that sort of thing,” she answers.

“Ah, fair enough. Are my two friends getting assistants as well? They aren’t lugias like me, but they do have similar issues being a similar species of pokémon like myself.

Verenice thinks for a moment, “Oh Ken the latios, and Ryan the latias rubber pokémon that are also here?”

Brian nods, “Yes them.”

“I am not sure to be honest. It might be the Mistress has only comped you as you have been our guests before and is an associate with our business guest K-2003. But I will certainly look into it.”

Brian smiles, “I would appreciate it, and if there are any costs associated with it I will handle it.”

“Wonderful, do you want me to handle this task now as you get yourself ready for the day or do you need help polishing?”

Brian feels a tingle running down his spine at her words. He mulls over the idea, images of the salazzle running her long delicate fingers across his rubber skin cause a twitch to occur between his loins but he drags his thoughts kicking and screaming from such a fantasy as he replies, “I like to see my friends taken care of first. After breakfast, I think some fun gambling is in order.”

“As you wish Sir. I will be back as soon as my task is complete,” she says with a humble bow. The lovely mostly naked salazzle with only a black, pink, and blue collar around her neck as her any form of “clothing” but given the nature of salazzles she is a tease rather than lewd and revealing.

“Wonderful. I have some ideas in my head, but I want to start off slow. Get my friends acquainted with what the casino has to offer.”

“I will be most happy to help in any of your plans to come to fruition,” Verenice replies as she heads off, her thick tail sways from side to side as her two dangly tails off her back gently flow up and down as she walks. Brain watches the salazzle’s backside for a moment before he closes the door and calls for room service.

One hearty breakfast later and a little over an hour’s worth of time passing Brian and Verenice meet up with Ryan and Ken in the main lobby of the hotel. There is a constant stream of people coming and going. Checking in, checking out. Salandits rush by with people’s bags as their small size doesn’t hinder their determination to work hard. A sweet aroma lingers in the air which soothes and relaxes him, though the effect is wanting on Ryan who looks slightly annoyed by the wait. He stands beside Ken along with two salazzles standing by them, one of whom Brian recognizes instantly.

“Zirra? You’re assisting us today too?” Brian asks.

Zirra smiles, the smooth rubbery-like pokémon gives a little bow, her movements smooth and squeakless, “Yes. It was a special request when I heard my love was needing more salazzles to assist your friends.”

“Your love?” Brian asks as Verenice bashfully smiles, “Oh… oh!”

Zirra chuckles, “Yes, but don’t worry, my job to serve Ryan comes first.”

Ryan lets out a gruff, “It better. Having your lover work beside you is just bad business.”

“I had to ask special permission by the Mistress to be allowed to do so. My many years of service and expertise in assisting winged pokémon gave me a leg up over others which allowed my request to be granted,” she explains.

“Yeah, yeah. Too bad there are no male salazzles to help me,” he complains.

“Yes, it is a shame. With have faux toy ones for private assistance, but they are not designed to assist on the casino floor. I do apologize for the inconvenience.”

Ryan looks at Zirra as she mentions the variation, “Hmm, perhaps I can be compensated for my inconvenience later,” he suggests with a sly smirk.

“I will see what I can do.”

“And who is this third salazzle?” asks Brian as this salazzle with soft purple color additions to her designs and eyes bows humbly.

“My name is Veronica and I am assigned to Ken, to ensure she has a pleasant stay at our humble casino.”

Ken blushes as she finds herself eyeing the smoothing moving salazzle, her soft aroma wafts over her nostrils causing her to give a slightly goofy grin, “T-thank you.”

Veronica smiles, “It is my pleasure. It is one of my many duties to assist those who aren’t nimble with fingers or lack thereof to enjoy our wide range of games of chance.”

“I see you got a nice pick of salazzles to help us Verenice.”

“Well, Zirra helped. Most of the salazzles that are given this duty are actually busy with training today and tomorrow.”

“Training?” Brian asks curiously.

“There is a convention coming this weekend, with an equine quality. They have particular needs from what I am told, and the Mistress wants us all to be at the top of their game for their arrival,” Verenice explains.

“Equines? Hmm, I’ve always had a thing for equines… anyway. Shall we game?”

“I don’t have too much money, but sure,” says Ken.

“I suppose. I don’t gamble often but it will be fun,” remarks Ryan.

“I will give you both a little bit to enjoy yourselves. Just don’t spend it all at once, we’re here for a couple of days.”

“Really?” asks Ken, “You don’t have to, I’ll be good with what I have,” she replies.

“I for once agree with her. You don’t have to, but if you WANT to, it would be rude to say no. So, I guess I’ll accept it, and do my best not to spend your generosity in one place. You’ve already done a fair bit.”

“A fair bit is an understatement,” says Ken as she speaks up but shrinks down when Ryan looks over to her.

“Nonsense. We are here to have fun, and it is out of my gambling funds. Money, I expect to lose. So, don’t fret yourselves over it. Let’s go and have some fun,” he says as he looks over to Veronica, “I know my way, but would you mind showing me to the poker tables? And between you and me, keep the fact I have been here before as limited knowledge as possible.”

Verenice smirks, “Don’t worry Sir. I think I can manage that,” she says with a wink as they head to the casino’s game room. When they reach there through a set of automatic glass sliding doors they are greeted with the sound of the bells and whistles of slot machines being played, the cheers of victory and the groans of defeat flow through the sweet intoxicating aroma air. Black, pink, blue dazzling carpet are so amazing that is hard to keep your attention on it for too long in fear of sensory overload, while the ceiling is notably so bland that you bore yourself with it quickly, leaving all kinds of games ready to be played by the casino’s patrons.

Brian gives a big grin as he looks around, the sound of the gambling floor is like the sweet chime of a wind chime hanging off the porch of his home. It called to him as he looks to Verenice, “You ready?”

Verenice smirks, “Of course sir. But let me lead you the way, this is the first time you’ve been here. It is best you don’t get lost,” she replies as she leads the way to the poker tables.

Ken looks to Ryan, “So where do you think we should…” she trails off as Ryan is already well on his way toward the blackjack tables with Zirra by his side.

Ken slumps his shoulders, “Okay, I guess I’ll do something then.”

Veronica speaks up, “May I suggest if you are unsure what game might be your fancy to try the slot machines? They are very engaging.”

“Yeah I suppose so,” she replies as she takes a seat at an empty chair. The slot machine appears to be inlayed with a faux gold and descents of blues, pinks, and deep purples. The slot machine a variation of what one would normally fine. The triple sevens replaced by the Mistress salazzle. Salandits are used in place of the bar icon, while normal salazzles are used for other higher-level prizes in this game of chance.

“So, what do I do now?”

“Well you take this card here which I have been holding on for you, swipe it and play, like so,” Veronica says leaning in close to Ken to show her how it is done. Veronica’s sweet aroma washes over Ken who blushes, “Then you press the buttons here to show you how much you want to bet, your current credit is there, and what you win will be here.”

“Oh, I see. That’s simple enough.”

“It is, but it is amazing fun. Give it a try.”

Ken nods as she tries for her first game, the game beeps and spins, with enthralling show of lights and noises. Slowly one by one the spins stop, triple salandits, triple salandits, triple salandits. The machine whistles and flashes as the credits earns come pouring into his card.

“Oh, nice a hundred times bet winner. Congratulations!” Veronica says with a soft cheer.

Ken feels the rush of excitement as she hears the machine makes the noise of metal coins dropping into a metal bin. Her tail wags slightly as she smiles at Veronica who even sitting down she has a clear foot in height over here, “Thanks. I’m sure it's beginner's luck or something.”

“Don’t be so modest. You came here to have fun, didn’t you? Have some fun,” she encourages.

Ken nods, “I think I will,” she replies as he places another max bet.

Meanwhile Ryan pulls up a chair and sits at a now full game of blackjack. He looks at those at the table an anthropomorphic lioness dressed in a casual business suit, a female anthropomorphic hyena with matching attire, a very finely dressed black, white and red furred sergal with piercing yellow eyes, and lastly the dealer a male anthropomorphic panda with a white black splotch over one eye. His blue eyes look over everyone as he shuffles the cards with an expert flow.

“Deal me in,” states Ryan as he gives a superior glance to the three ladies at the table, before he looks at Zirra, “I trust you can handle my bets?”

“Of course, sir.”

“Good.”

“Do you need any card assistance?”

“No, I can handle my cards well enough,” he replies as dealer looks over to him as Ryan looks back and glances at the three ladies, “Dressed a little fancy for gambling?” he jokes.

“I try to keep appearances up no matter where I go, though I see you are lacking in appropriate attire anywhere” remarks the sergal.

“How I am is always appropriate. It is no fault of my own if you have poor tastes,” Ryan replies back.

“Sheza, don’t let this simple person get under your skin. We are here to relax after your most recent successes.”

Sheza looks at them, “You are pleased because the better I do, the better you two end up doing.”

“Is that so wrong?” she asks.

“No, I do like keeping our relationship a positive one,” Sheza replies.

Ryan sighs, “Can we start?”

The three girls look at him and give them a cold look before Sheza speaks up, “Of course,” she nods to the dealer who nods back and says.

“Bets please.”

Ryan looks over to the women then back at the dealer, “Sure, what’s the starting ante at this table?” he asks.

“Five hundred,” the dealer states with a little smile.

“Did you say five hundred?” he asks holding back his surprise.

“Yes, it is low, but there is no limit at least,” says the lioness as she places a stack of chips on the table, “I think I’ll do five thousand this time.”

The hyena looks at the shocked Ryan and chuckles, “Five thousand? I think I’ll do ten,” she says as she slides a massive lump of chips to the betting line.

Sheza gives a long mouth grin, the sergal with her piercing yellow eyes looks to Ryan and then to the dealer, “Twenty-five thousand for me. I’m feeling a little lucky.”

“Of course, Milady, and what about you sir?” the dealer asks.

“You said the minimum bet was five hundred?” Ryan asks.

“Yes. This is the high roller’s table. If you feel the bet is too much, I know your salazzle can show you to lower betting tables.

Ryan stiffens up as she looks at the three staring women then back to the dealer, “Well I want to warm up first. I don’t like to go ALL in right away, so I will start with the starting bet,” he says as he offers his card which the dealer slides and places the chips on the table.

Zirra leans in and whispers, “Do you think that is wise? That is nearly all your money.”

Ryan grumbles, “Quite.”

“As you wish,” she replies as she stands straight and the dealer deals. The first card Ryan sees is the jack of clubs, the other card flipped over as it was dealt so it is face down. Ryan looks over to the dealer who has an ace face side up to the group. Ryan swallows a lump in his Zirra leans in and whispers, “If you don’t mind I could help sir.”

Ryan tenses as he tries a few more times to flip the card, he grumbles a little, “Stupid throat as he looks at the ladies who casually hold or say “hit me” to get as close to twenty noe as possible.

The Hyena lets out a soft giggle, “Are you okay latias? You look a little pale? Perhaps you’d like a drink?”

Ryan stiffens and gives her a firm glare as he squeaks out, “I’m good,” his eyes returning back to his face down card as he reaches for it but his fat fingers find difficulty finding good purchase to turn the card over, “Come on. I have everything riding on this and this is my first hand!” he thinks as he continues to fumble.

card.”

The hyena eyes him, “Having trouble there darling? Perhaps you can’t pick up the card under the weight of your big bet?”

Ryan gives her a passing glare, “I have this just fine… but,” he pulls his hand away from the card, “I think my salazzle should be honored to lift the card for me.”

Zirra nods, “As you wish sir,” she responds as she flips the card over revealing an ace, blackjack.”

Ryan grins wide and lets out a cheer, “Look it here, look who won,” he boasts as he looks at the three women, the hyena glares back with a perturbed look, as Sheza speaks up.

“We don’t play against each other, simply the house. Your win does not undermine my victory at all,” she states as she has four cards that add up to twenty-one. The dealer flips his card, it’s a nine of hearts, giving the dealer’s hand a twenty.”

“I broke even,” mutters the lioness.

The hyena shrugs, “Win some, lose some,” she looks over to Ryan, “Going to play another hand?”

Ryan smirks, “I’m feeling lucky, I think I will let it ride,” says as he instantly finds himself in a game of high stakes.

On the other hand, Brian is guided to the mid-range poker tables, “Right this way sir. I think you might find these tables your fancy,” says Verenice.

Brian looks at those at the table then back at the salazzle, “You think so?”

Verenice nods, “I know so sir. And I’ll be happy to handle your cards if you require assistance.”

“I-I think I can handle it, but thanks. I appreciate the offer,” he says as he sits down as two people comment with each other as a third speaks up, “Welcome to the table, say you look familiar. Yes shocking, a rubber lugia isn’t common.”

Brian smiles as he sits down, “I do? From where?”

“Around here,” he responds.

“Can’t say I have. I think I’d recall my sleek self being here before.”

“Are you sure?” he asks as he leans in eyeing up Brian.

“Very sure.”

“You weren’t in some kind of big fancy smancy tournament held here a month or so back?”

“Hmm? Me? Oh, you must be referring to the human who wore a lugia suit while in a game. Unlike him, I am clearly not suited,” he states with an affirmative nod, “But I do know that the cause for my rubber-like body is a genetic abnormality, one that I don’t mind myself. I think the owner of this casino has the same condition.”

The gentlemen eyes Brian for a moment before relaxing a little, “Perhaps,” he says as Brian internally snickers as he gets ready to have some fun.

Several hours pass and the trio with their salazzles will meet back up for lunch. Brian smiles as he waves to his fellow latex Pokémon, “Hey, how did you two do? I did okay myself,” Brian says as Verenice comments.

“By well you mean cleaning the floor with those poor unfortunate souls at the table? Then yes you did well.”

Brian blushes.

Ryan puffs out his latias chest, “As did I. I really showed this big fancy businesswomen who is the real boss by showing them up in a game of blackjack.”

Brian raises a winged finger, “You play the house not other players and that one is a bit more luck than skill… or card counting.”

“Still I did great,” Ryan states as Zirra just mouths silently to Verenice.

“Just let him have this, don’t say anything.”

Verenice nods as Ken smiles, “Well I did alright. I’m up a bit. I just did some slots. They are more fun I thought they’d be, I completely lost track of time til Veronica informed me it was time for lunch.”

“Well one can lose track of time while they are having fun,” Veronica explains.

Brian nods, “This is true, but I have been thinking. Instead of spending all our time here at the casino perhaps we could hit the beach?”

“The beach sounds nice, I can’t recall the last time I ever been to one,” says Ken.

“That’s because you have never been to one,” replies Ryan.

“Oh right, thanks.”

“Any time. Here to help your ditziness when possible.”

“We do have a wonderful beachfront property in the back of the casino. I do highly recommend it,” says Verenice.

“True, but Verenice, that beach is just so crowded, and I know one of us here is not really a big people person. Would you happen to know of say a more private beach? One perhaps for Pokémon only? This casino does employ a large number and I thought there might be a place for them to relax and enjoy, away from the crowds.”

“Oh… I… well. Hmm, there is… hmm, I’d have to talk to the Mistress on that one. She does run a private beach for Pokémon. So, I think it should be fine, other Pokémon outside of us salazzles and salandits use it, but it is an invite only. Why don’t you all enjoy the buffet and I will check with the Mistress, one moment please,” Verenice says with a bow.

“I appreciate that.”

“A private Pokémon beach? Count me in,” says Ryan.

“That does sound nice, but I hope it isn’t too much trouble,” comments Ken.

Veronica says, “It shouldn’t as long as we get permission. Perhaps if all three of us go and ask the Mistress, it might be easier,” she suggests.

“That is if our charges don’t have an issue with us leaving them for a little while,” says Zirra, “It is up to you good Sirs.”

“I don’t think I have an issue, I can eat just fine on my own,” says Brain.

“Need not ask, I am fine without aid,” remarks Brian.

“I can manage, and thank you for your help,” replies Ken.

Zirra nods, “Well that’s settled then. Shall we see if the Mistress will grant us an audience or at the very least we can send her the request to be received?” she asks.

“Sounds good to me love,” says Verenice as Veronica nods in agreement leaving their three charges as they head up to see the Mistress. The three salazzles head up the elevator, soft music plays, the delightful aroma of the hotel growing ever more potent and delightful as they go up.

“So, love, how is your charge? He seems to like you,” Zirra says with a wink and a soft rump bump.

Verenice blushes a little, “He is nice. Not as nice as you of course,” she quickly replies.

Veronica smirks, “I’m sorry ladies, but no one can hold a candle to my Sallah. She’s top notch. Only the Mistress can beat her,” she says with a sly smirk.

“Oh, is she now?” asks Zirra.

“She is, but it’s not a contest, for it would be no contest between her and you two.”

“You say it with such confidence despite us out numbering you,” they say as the lean in close with matching sly grins, Veronica takes a step back, “Come on now. You know I am going to enjoy my love more than you’d enjoy her and vice versa,” she explains.

The two stop as they push her into a corner, “I suppose that is true,” says Zirra as she runs a finger along Veronica’s chin, “But remember you haven’t been here as long as me or Verenice, so watch what you say darling,” she says with a playful wink.

Veronica nods, “Got it,” she replies her tail twitches behind her as they reach the top floor. The elevator doors open to a large lobby with a water fountain of the Mistress in the center. Water flows down the statue’s body as the delightful aroma of the Mistress is hinted in the air. The scent of their one and only Mistress causes their sex to twitch ever so slightly, a wiggle of of arousal slides into their minds as they step forth and head to the reception desk which is in the next room.

There a normal looking salazzle is just finishing up a phone call which she hangs up just as the three girls enter. She looks at them and smiles, “Hello, hello, welcome Zirra, Verenice, Veronica. What do you need today?” she asks with a friendly smile.

The three girls look at each other as Verenice whispers to Zirra, “You ask.”

“Me? I thought we were all going to ask,” she whispers back.

“Yeah, we are here to help.”

Zirra sighs softly before stepping up as she takes a deep breath, “We’d like to make a request to the Mistress,” Zirra says letting all the air out. The other two salazzles look behind her supportively as the receptionist eyes the three before asking.

“About?”

“Having three non-Pokémon use her private Pokémon only beach north of here.”

The receptionist raises an eye ridge, “I see… Well that is not for me to decide. One moment please,” she says as she pressed a button on the intercom. One moment passes. Two moment passes. The three girls’ pheromones mix in the air showing off their anxious nature as there is a response.

“What is it? I hope this is important. I’m getting ready for a lunch in with a few important clients,” says the Mistress with a hint of annoyance in her voice. The three salazzles waiting tense up as Verenice move sup to hold Zirra’s hand.

“There are three of your darlings here. Wanting to ask to have non-Pokémon use your private Pokémon only beach.”

“My precious beach? A safe haven for my lovelies and other fellow Pokémon? Who is asking?”

“Zirra, Verenice, and Veronica Mistress,” the receptionist responds.

“Ohh, those three. Tell them to come in. They can help me get ready as I hear them out.”

“Yes Mistress,” she replies as she turns to the three who stare back with a sense of disbelief.

“You heard her. Go in!” she exclaims.

“Yes, of course, right away,” says Verenice as the other two salazzles nod as they head out of the room back into the main hall and down the front to a pair of heavy oversized doors.

“We are going to see the Mistress? In person again?” asks Veronica in fearful excitement.

“Apparently. I wasn’t expecting this either. It is another month till my and Verenice’s cycle to serve her personally comes up,” mutters Zirra.

“I’m not prepared for this,” mutters Verenice.

“None of us are, but I’m here for you love,” says Zirra with a friendly smile as they push the door open. As the door cracks open they are hit with the intoxicating pheromones of the Mistress. A soft moan escapes Verenice as she barely holds back a scent induced climax. They are back in the Mistress’ private chambers. The bed in the center, surrounded by other salazzles that lay on the floor fawning over the Mistress who lays sprawled across the bed.

The Mistress gives a smug smile to the three as she looks at the others, “Apologies darlings but I’m going to let these three get me ready. But don’t worry, I’ll reward you all for your patience and service later… and a little bit right now,” she looks over to the three who now stand a few feet away. The dozen other salazzles a few of the rubber-like varieties while most have the normal skin of a traditional salazzle with only slight variations to their skin pattern. They look at the three with a hint of jealousy.

They look back Zirra and Verenice holding hands tightly as Veronica looks at the Mistress before looking down, her tail sways behind her nervously, as they smell the potent mixture of salazzle scents in the air, but over it all lies the Mistress’ intoxicating delightful aroma. As the three salazzles look at the Mistress she motions with her hand for them to kneel which they do without hesitation.

The Mistress grins, “Good girls,” she slides herself off of the bed, the other salazzles move out of the way providing a path for her to walk. Each salazzle lowers her head to the ground, rump in the air, each one visibly shuttering in delight as the Mistress walks past them.

“Correct me if I am wrong, which I am not, you three are in charge of those three rubber Pokémon suited humans, aren’t you?”

The three nod and respond, “Yes Mistress.”

“And why would I let three humans use my beach?”

Zirra looks up, “Well now they don’t know they are human, right? That was part of the briefing we got when we were assigned to be their assistants.

“This is true. To them they do consider themselves to be our fellow Pokémon. It’s not their fault they decided to go with deep brain tissue massage and convince themselves otherwise… but if I let humans that just think they are Pokémon in, they could use that as an excuse to… well you know.”

“Yes Mistress, we know what you mean. But didn’t you say this was a special case for them?” asks Verenice.

The Mistress shoots her a look, Verenice tenses up, “Renew my polish, while I think on it,” the Mistress commands.

“Yes Mistress,” the three respond as another salazzle pushes up a cart with soft rags and polish. The Mistress spreads her legs and lifts her tail as they moisten the rags in the polish. Verenice and Zirra start with the Mistress’ feet while Veronica starts along her neck.

As they breath in the Mistress’ sweet intoxicating aroma their eyes became slightly glossed over. The delight of being so close to her supple curves, her soft shine, which blossomed even more as they put cloth to body. They feel the warmth of her skin permeating through the cloth, making themselves warm down below. As they wetted her skin with the polish, making her shine even brighter, reducing the smallest hint of a squeak she might have, their sexes grow hotter, wetter.

With the Mistress’ legs and arms stretched out she watches the three salazzles rub the microfiber clothes across her form, Zirra and Verenice work over her one foot then the other before climbing up her form. Veronica rubs along her head and under her neck. The soft breath of her Mistress rolls over her arms, causing Veronica to shiver out in delight. The source of the delightful aroma that puts their minds swimming in a sea of lustful delights. Veronica must grit her teeth to draw her focus to her task, service to her Mistress as she cleans her.

Verenice and Zirra continue to climb up their Mistress’ naked body, the sweet nectar arousal of their Mistress reaching their noses as Verenice shudders and moans her sex crossed as she tries to hold back the sound of her own scent caused climax. Her warm juices flow down her legs as she works on her task to make sure her Mistress’ nether regions are clean and shiny while her love works on the Mistress’ back side.

The Mistress lets out a soft chuckle as she gives a smug grin down at Verenice, “You’ve always had difficulty containing yourself when so close to me. I do find it rather lovely, but you will be tasked to clean up the mess before you leave,” she states.

Verenice shudders as she is now polishing the Mistress’ lower belly as she swallows a lump in her throat as she nods, “Yes Mistress. Forgive me for my weakness.”

“I will take it all into consideration for your proposal,” the Mistress states as they work along her tail and the rest of her body. When they finish her body shines gloriously. The three salazzles stand before the Mistress as she looks over herself, checking out herself in a mirror that is held up by two other salazzles in the room before turning her attention to them.

They stand there in silence for several long minutes before the Mistress commands, “Kneel.”

“Yes Mistress,” they say as they do so.

“I am mulling the idea, I might allow it, but first you need to pay for your interruption. My other lovies have watched as you get ahead of yourselves in servicing me. They need to be rewarded for being so patient,” she says as she looks over to the two dozen salazzles in the room. The Mistress walks over to them who lower themselves, some let out a soft moan as the Mistress gets close. She looks at them then over her shoulder, “Bind them, blind them,” she commands.

The three tense at the command but do nothing as the other salazzles swarm them as each are blinded and their arms are put into a tight leather V binder which is tied to their ankles forcing them to remain in a kneeling position.

The Mistress climbs up onto the bed, “I still have half an hour before I have to depart. Why don’t you all entertain me and please yourselves. I know you are all so pent up and are frustrated by these three who interrupted your time with me. Utilize their pretty mouths and release your frustrations on them. Show me what true salazzles you are on them,” she chuckles.

“Yes Mistress,” they respond as they give a sly smug grin. The three salazzles squirm slightly in their bondage as their bodies ache as they feel the bonds hold them in place. They hear the soft footsteps of the salazzles approach. Their delightful aroma, which wonderful pales in comparison to the Mistress’ intoxicating perfume.

Three salazzles step up and look down at them, “Thank you Mistress for letting us have some time with these selfish salazzles. Asking so much of your time,” one states as she grabs the back of Verenice’s head. She holds her head there as she forces Verenice’s muzzle right into her dripping sex. She grinds herself against Verenice as she feels the firm grip against the back of her head. The salazzle then commands firmly, “Lick.”

Verenice shivers and nods and nuzzles against the sex, “Yes,” she responds as her tongue slithers out of her mouth and runs across the hot vent of her fellow salazzle. The warm sweet nectar drips onto her tongue and down her throat as she places her mouth around the opening.

Meanwhile Zirra is having a salazzle force herself down onto her muzzle, using her face as a fat dildo, spreading the domineering salazzle’s sex wide for her pleasuring enjoyment. The salazzle’s warm juices flow down the side of Zirra’s mouth and face, running down her chin, she soaks up the lust that this salazzle extrudes as the salazzle uses Zirra to the fullest extent of her self-indulgent pleasure.

Veronica feels strong salazzle hands along her head, and muzzle holding her in place as she feels a hot vent of another salazzle running across the top of her head. She hears the salazzle through the darkness speak to her, “One of the newest additions and already wanting to get so close to the Mistress. How dreadful. You should know your place, underneath your fellow girls,” she states as the salazzle runs her sex across Veronica’s muzzle. She grinds up and along her head, letting the warm scent drip along her coating her in the salazzle’s sweet honey. Veronica tastes the juices as they flow along the side of her head and muzzle and drip onto her lips. Suddenly her head is forced up, mouth parted by the domineering salazzle’s hands. Steadily she feels the hot tangy drip of the salazzle’s desires onto her wanting tongue.

“Look what a submissive slut you are. Taking me so readily. Mistress wants the most domineering lesbian salazzles to serve under her. You have much to learn young one,” she states.

The three salazzles use the bound salazzle under them for their pleasure worked them harder and harder for their climax. The three domineering salazzles let out moans of delight and pleasure as they release their nectar over them. All the while the Mistress laid belly down on the bed, her head resting on her hands, her tail flicks as she grins, watching, enjoying the display. She holds her hand up, “You’ve had your fill ladies, next!” she yells as she snaps her fingers.

With that, Veronica, Verenice, Zirra blinded and bound feel the cool air across their wet skin, the scent of the previous salazzles overloading their senses, leaving only the Mistress’ scent able to break through. The hint of the Mistress’ delight double their own pleasure as they sense her approval. Then the next set of salazzles move in and the process starts all over again. Again, and again they are used, the Mistress’ harem getting off on their faces, which are dripping heavily with salazzle ecstasy juice. The Mistress lets out soft moans of delight as she watches, her feet rub up against themselves.

Soon enough all the girls in the Mistress’ harem have had their release over the girls. The Mistress delicately slides off the bed and approaches the bound girls who are drenched in the juices of a couple of dozen salazzle female climaxes.

“I have thought about your proposal…” she says as they tense against their bonds to look in the direction of Mistress’ voice. “And I will let it them go.”

Zirra perks up, “Oh thank you Mistress!”

“But…” the Mistress continues hushing Zirra instantly and the other two before they can speak, “Verenice must pass a test for me.”

“A test?” Verenice asks squirming in her bonds as she licks some of the juices still lingering on her lips.

The Mistress leans over and blows across Verenice’s face, causing the salazzle to let out a loud moan, “Yes, my darling. You are going to eat out two of my lovelies. And you will tell me which one is your wife Zirra.”

Verenice swallows, “Yes Mistress.”

“If you succeed in telling me which, they get to go, if you fail? You will have to come up with a reason why they can’t go. Do we have a deal?”

“Yes Mistress!” Verenice declares.

The Mistress gives a smug look, “Good. Gag the other two, I don’t want any cheating now,” commands the Mistress, as a blue ball gag pops into their mouth which are tightly tied into position. The Mistress then looks at the other girls as she gives a motion for them to be quiet and points over to her breakfast table where the two salazzles she had has furniture are still there, Verenice’s sisters.

The girls grin just as smugly as her and sneak over to Gnaria and Kristina, Gnaria still ball gagged while Kristina still has the rubber mask around her head. They bring Gnaria first over to Verenice. Gnaria looks at the Mistress and bites down on the gag as the Mistress says.

“Lick my darling Verenice, taste and bring to climax the first of two. Is it your wife? Tell me when you are done with both.”

Verenice nods, “Yes Mistress,” she mutters a she leans in, following the scent of Gnaria’s dripping needing sex. Verenice’s tongue snakes out and laps along the dripping folds. The tantalizing tongue play across Gnaria’s sensitive flesh causes her to give off a soft needy moan, as some of other salazzles hold Gnaria’s muzzle shut, muffling her noises more.

Gnaria gives the Mistress a stern look. She looks back with her chin resting on the palm of her hand, not saying a word as Verenice drives her tongue deep into the folds. Verenice feels Gnaria’s sex twitch and squeeze down, milking the tongue. Verenice opens her mouth and wraps her lips around the tender sex of her mystery salazzle. Her mind a buzz with the flavor, texture, warmth. The familiarity hangs in her mind as she drinks the juices. The pent-up need of Gnaria’s body aches, and shivers, her legs buckle under the delight.

“The Mistress still thinks I’m just a submissive salazzle. She doesn’t know how stro… ohh ohh sister you are… hmm such a delightful tongue I don’t think I can,” Gnaria thinks as she climaxes over her sister. The salazzle’s pleasure rivers flow out of her and onto Verenice who happily drinks it up, savoring and judging the taste as she tries to piece together who is she enjoying.

Gnaria panting heavily and drooling from the ball gag is pulled away, and Kristina is put back into her place. Kristina’s legs shake from standing for so long, and from the pent-up need within her loins. Her warm juices drip down her legs, along the never dried rivers that have formed on her thighs that cause them to glisten in the light.

Veronica smells the delightful aroma as she lets it guide her blind self to her next goal. Her tongue laps along those rivers, cleaning them, causing Kristina to let out a soft moan through the gas mask which puffs out in delight. Steadily Verenice follows the trail up to the source where her tongue parts the salazzle’s pink flesh. Two salazzles hold Kristina up as her body twitches, her legs buckle under the pleasure. The Mistress holds onto the dangling rubber hose and puts it to her lips as she drags it like a cigarette. The Mistress closes her eyes in delight focusing on the taste of Kristina’s lustful pheromones.

Verenice wraps her lips around her other triplet sister’s sex as her tongue snakes in the very depths of her as she also finds this taste oh so familar. Her mind picturing who it could possibly be, while part of her fantasies that this is her love Zirra standing before her. Holding her head there as she dives her head between those scrumptious thighs. Memories of the time when she was a little salandit rush back to her as she served her Mistress Zirra as she was trained to become the salazzle she is today.

The Mistress watches as Verenice squirms under the delight of servicing the one before her. Her sex drips her juices onto the floor. She cocks her head to the side and mutters, “I will need to have you clean that up before you leave,” she looks over to a clock in the distance, “We are short on time,” she takes a deep breath as Kristina’s eyes go wide as the Mistress blows into the rubber mask. The mask puffs as Kristina is hit with a torrent of the Mistress’ potent lustful pheromones. Her eyes roll back into her head her hips thrust against Verenice’s muzzle as she lets out a delightful climax, her screams of pleasure are held back by the mask.

Verenice drinks down the quick but powerful climax of her second mystery salazzle. She lets the juices run along her tongue, filling her mouth as she swishes the juices between her cheeks as she pulls away before happily swallowing it once she’s certain she knows the flavor to a T. She licks her lips cleaning them of any residual nectar as the Mistress stands over her. The Mistress’ scent causes her to moan softly, her heart races by her close proximity as the Mistress reaches down running a finger along Verenice’s chin who swallows a sudden lump in her throat.

“Now my lovely. Which one was your mate? Number one? Or Number two?”

Verenice swallows yet another lump, “One or two?” she asks.

“Yes, which one is your mate?”

“Well…” Verenice mutters as she thinks on her most recent experiences. She looks in the Mistress’ direction, “One or two?” she asks.

“Yes, my lovely. Is the first your mate? Or the second?”

Verenice takes a deep breath and says “Neither.”

The Mistress raises an eye ridge, “Neither you say? But that wasn’t an option.”

“Yes, but neither one was my love Zirra. I know her scent, her taste, every inch of her delightful body any day.”

The Mistress grins wider, “Oh, I see, and you risk fighting against me, choosing an option not before you?”

“Y-yes Mistress. I won’t be passive and choose an answer I know is wrong just to please you.”

The Mistress chuckles, “Wonderful. That was what I was looking for. I always enjoy when my lovies have a little spunk in them. Now before I unbind you three and let you clean up your mess, tell me. Do you know who I gave you?”

Verenice nods, “Yes Mistress. My sisters, Gnaria and Kristina. I know their bodies almost as well as my mate Zirra. Sorry Mistress, but you made this test too easy for me.”

“I suppose I did. Next time I’ll make it harder,” she muses as she stretches, “Ladies, help clean these three up, re-polish them. They are attending guests of an important guest partner of mine, which makes them important guests. So, make sure they shine so they may shine for them, do you all understand?”

The other salazzles in the room nod and reply “Yes Mistress!”

The Mistress grins, “Wonderful. Now I’ll be off, take care of my casino while I am away,” she responds as she walks off, leaving the three to clean and get cleaned up by the others. The Mistress grabs a small belt offered to her on a silver platter by another salazzle that is standing by the door, “Thank you,” she replies as she grabs it and wraps it around her waist as she heads out, down the elevator and to the main floor right out into the main lobby.

Salandits and salazzles working the floor look up at the sudden unexpected treat while they double their efforts to look good as they can while the boss is in view. The Mistress smirks at their attempts, waving to a few prospects of hers as she walks out and under the casino’s porte-cochere. She smirks as she sees a long black stretched limo waiting for her. Standing by the door is a smooth faceless rubber drone. She approaches and looks at the drone which bows and moves to open the door.

The Mistress whispers to the drone as the door opens before she steps inside where a black, red and white furred sergal dressed in a business suit waits. Her yellow piercing eyes watch the Mistress step inside.

“Glad you could join me.”

The Mistress gives a smug grin, “When I get offered to come to the most prestigious and expensive sushi restaurant in town, how can I refuse? Especially when you bring illustrious business contacts. I assume they will be meeting us there, Sheza Soulscar?”

Sheza nods, “They will. I hope on the way there we could have a personable private chat.”

The Mistress sits back into the cushion of the limo as Sheza holds out a glass, “Champagne?”

“I’m good,” the Mistress responds, as she rests her chin on her hand, “But you still won’t get the information out of me. My patrons’ privacy is important to me.”

Sheza’s eyes narrow but the expression on her face doesn’t change, “Please think about this. My former employee has stolen some very important documents to my company. He and their mate came here to get married.”

The Mistress nods, “I am well aware why they came here to do.”

“I need to know all of what they were up to. Information about the two of them. If they had any under the table dealings here. The consequences of what happened would be dire to everyone, including yourself.”

The Mistress leans back, “So you say, but I don’t think S. Tech has such a prestigious role in the world to declare such a thing.”

“We are more involved in the world than you know. And for your aid, my company’s drones could be offered to assist in running your casino.”

“The operations of the Razzle Dazzle Salazzle Casino are well handled thank you very much. But your offer is appreciated. Anything that my lovies and darlings can’t do, I already have handled with another business associate of mine.”

Sheza tenses slightly but relaxes, “Very well. Perhaps in time you will change your mind.”

“Perhaps, when you call me by my name.”

“I am not going to call you by your title that you seem to want to flaunt.”

“I didn’t say my title, I said my name.”

“Unfortunately, I do not know your name.”

The Mistress grinds and responds after a moment’s pause, “I know.”

Sheza sighs then looks out the window, “Why haven’t we started moving yet?”

“That would because of me, I told your drone to wait till my guest arrives.”

“Guest?”

“I hope you don’t mind. You’re bringing three business associates of yours, that I thought it would be fine to bring one of mines. It’s a rare treat that they happen to be here at the same time.”

Sheza holds back a sigh and nods, “Of course, a friend of yours is a friend of mine.”

“Oh wonderful,” the Mistress grins as the door swings open.

“Hello! This one apologies for making you all wait! It wasn’t informed of this little luncheon till the last minute,” K-2003 says as it pops it head in, naked rump in the air, tail swaying as it’s breasts squeeze together. Sheza’s eyes widen slightly as she holds back a grunt as she tries to keep her composure.

“Not at all, please… have a seat,” Sheza states as she looks at the Mistress who has a shit eating grin on her face.

“Thank you, thank you. This one is so pleased to hang out with other business folk. It’s been a while,” K-2003 says as it slips into the limo, the toy squeaks as it looks at Sheza, “Sheza? This one wasn’t expecting you. This one hopes you are doing well. It’s been several years since we last met.”

Sheza nods, “Yes it has, not long enough if you ask me,” she mutters.

“Yes, it's been too long this one thinks. So where are we going?”

“A lovely sushi place,” the Mistress says.

“Sushi? This one loves sushi, it can’t wait!” K-2003 declares with a rump wiggle as the door closes.

“Yes, I know,” Sheza remarks as the limo drives off moments later. The busy calm that was disrupted by the Mistress’ presence soon returns, and fifteen minutes later another limo, this one black with pink and blue highlights pulls underneath the casino’s porte-cochère and a few minutes after that Brian, Ryan and Ken are there with their three salazzles, Verenice, Zirra and Veronica ready to be whisked away to the Mistress’ private Pokémon only beach.

They two sets of trios sit across from one another, the soft leather seats squeak against Brian, Ryan and Ken’s latex skin as the three salazzles, cleaned and well-polished offer refreshments to them as they go on a thirty-minute drive out of the casino of the city to the ritzy part of town. Large mansion estates dot the coast as Ken looks at them eyes wide.

“I didn’t think they make homes so big,” he mutters.

“They are cheaper here than where you are from,” remarks Zirra as she gives a cursory glance at them.

“Does the Mistress have a place here?” asks Brian.

Zirra shakes her head, “No, she lives within the casino proper. She’s always had a preference to be close to her work.”

“At least the commute is short,” replies Ken.

“Rich folk. They just want to flaunt their money. I’m glad you aren’t like that Brian.”

“What me? I’m not rich.”

“What? Are you kidding me? You’ve afforded plenty of stuff for us two.”

“Yeah, that is because you two are my best friends. I’d do anything to help you two out.”

“The bondage Pokémon balls were not something we needed help on, as fun as they are. If that’s not a rich Pokémon thing I don’t know what is.”

“I have money from my job, but I’m not obscenely rich like these folks. I just have a little more expendable income than most.”

“It still confounds me that playing poker can be a job,” says Ryan.

“Well if it’s a job you like and have a passion for. I see nothing wrong with it,” says Ken.

“It’s not a real job.”

“Ryan…” Ken replies.

“Ryan is right. It’s not a real job, for most people. Me on the other hand, it takes a lot of work, skill, and risk. And I love it,” Brian replies.

“See, even he admits it,” Ryan smirks.

“We’re here,” says Zirra as the limousine pulls into a large parking lot in front of an enclosed wooden fenced off area of the beach right smack dab in the middle of the fancy beach side estates. A soft off-white painted fence encloses off the area, with dozens of painted images of the Mistress on the side in different beached themed poses. The entrance is to the beach proper has image of two salazzles holding up the Mistress on a sling bed, while two more salazzles standing on their shoulders hold shade over her which says “Welcome” Smaller signs nearby have say “Welcome to the Salazzle Dazzle Beach. This is a private Pokémon only beach. All Pokémon are welcomed.” Other signs are less friendly, “Pokémon only beach. No humans or non-Pokémon anthromorphs allowed.”

Sitting under shaded area with fans blowing and cool drinks hidden off to the side are four salazzles watching other Pokémon come and go. When the Mistress’ limousine pulls up the four stand up at attention, their tails sway with a hint of eagerness, but as they step out one could see their shoulders slump ever so slightly in disappointment as they see Verenice and Veronica get beach equipment out of the back of the limousine.

“Is the Mistress here?” asks one of the salazzle guards.

Zirra shakes her head, “Unfortunately, Mistress couldn’t make it. She is currently in a very important business meeting. But we are here to show some of Mistress VIP guests the beach.”

The salazzle guards straighten up, “Oh, oh! Well of course. It’s a Pokémon only beach, and we can very clearly see that you three are Pokémon, please come in, enjoy yourselves, refreshments aren’t free, profits help upkeep the beach,” the guard says as they step aside letting them through.

“We’ll be sure not to make a mess of the beach,” says Brain as they walk past. The salazzle guards returning to their lax position once they have gone through.

Upon entering the raised area surrounding the beach they can see a sidewalk where food stands are there, eager to sell their cold drinks, ice cream or a simple hot meal to any patron that wishes to partake in what they have to offer. The fence itself deceived them in just how big this enclosed area really was. Despite there being over sixty Pokémon of various types here, there is still plenty of room for one to enjoy themselves without the sensation of it being crowded, a luxury that the casinos’ beaches don’t always have the ability to offer.

About a dozen or so of the beach’s current occupants were salazzles or salandits, enjoying some time off on the Mistress’ private beach. But there were others, such as pikachu, raichu, a charizard couple and as they ventured deeper to find a nice spot to relax they ran across two mewtwos one of whom possess a dark and light blue latex skin.

“Look there are other rubber Pokémon like ourselves,” says Brian as he goes over to the pair. The female rubber mewtwo sits on a lounge chair with an umbrella providing ample shade over here, while the other mewtwo, a dark blue with red furred markings sits on his body and belly. He sits at the foot of the lounge chair in the sun, but despite the warmth of it beating down upon him he looks amazingly mellow as his head rests between the other mewtwo’s big rubber feet.

“Evening. I wasn’t expecting to see other rubber Pokémon here, I must say it is a nice pleasant surprise,” Brian remarks as Ken and Ryan stand far off to the side.

Thrysta looks at the rubber Lugia and then over to the latios and latias as the salazzles look at the mewtwo with the hint of nervousness, “It is something I don’t get the pleasure of experiencing, unlike my friend Lucas here,” she says as she rubs her feet against his head.

Lucas lets out a soft purr as Thrysta remarks, “Don’t mind him though. He’s a bit lost in his own little world at the moment.”

“It is a nice day. I wouldn’t blame him.”

Thrysta eyes him up a little more, “We’re just here on a little vacation. I love to chat but I’m a bit exhausted from a rather long teleport here. And I just like to enjoy the warmth against my skin, the sound of the ocean. I’m sure you’d understand,” she replies with a tail flick, as she adjusts her pose as she lets out a long and loud squeak.

“Of course. I just wanted to say hi and wish you a good day.”

Thrysta gives a little smile, “Thank you,” she replies as she runs her toes along Lucas’ second neck, “Lucas wish the nice Lugia and his friends a good day.”

“Yes Mistress,” Lucas replies with a soft giddy tone, “Have a good day,” Lucas replies as he purrs leaning into Thrysta’s touches as Brian leaves.

“Well that was nice,” says Brian with a smile.

“Yes, but um, be a bit more, um, what’s the word. Cautious when greeting yourselves to mewtwos,” says Verenice, “Especially her.”

Brian looks at her curiously, “Why? Something wrong with her? She seemed friendly.”

“Nothing wrong per say but um… I’ll tell once we are back at the hotel.”

Brian looks down at her then back to the two two’s then back at her, “Alright.”

“I never thought I’d see a mewtwo,” says Ken softly.

“They are around, but how about we have some fun?” suggests Brian.

“You mean getting sand all over us wasn’t?” chuckles Ryan.

Brian shoots Ryan a little look, “Yes, but something a bit more fun than just that?”

“How about we find a place to rest up and polish up? We brought a special polish that protects our skin from the sun, and prevents from sand sticking to us,” says Zirra as she pulls out some of the polish from a bag.

“Great. I was never a fan of sand. It’s small, course, and it gets everywhere,” remarks Ryan as everyone turns and gives him a long hard look. Ryan looks back at them, “What?”

Brian sighs softly, “Nothing.”

“This spot looks good,” says Zirra as they find a nice open spot on the beach where they lay down some towels and set up a few beach umbrellas to provide shade. Ryan sits underneath one of the umbrellas and looks at Zirra, “Let’s see how good this polish is. Is it waterproof? I might like to go swimming after this.”

Zirra nods, “Of course. It’s the same polish the Mistress would use. We use only the best for you,” she explains.

“Good,” he replies as Zirra gets to polishing him while Veronica gets to work on Ken. Verenice meanwhile moves over to Brian, who is easily the biggest rubber Pokémon of the three. She grabs a microfiber cloth and dampens the cloth with the polishing liquid and gets to work.

The salazzle starts with Brian’s back. Her comparatively small hands run across his body, the smooth rubber skin of the lugia felt a tingle of delight as the wonderful polish was rubbed onto his skin.

Brian rests his hands on his head and closes his eyes as he eases into the sensation of his body being polished. The cloth’s fibers massage his smooth rubber body he relaxes further into the beach towel. He feels the salazzle’s smooth rubber-like skin press up against his own. She leans into her work, cleaning off a few grains of sand that manage to already stick to his body while adding a thin healthy coat of the polish.

Brian lets out a soft moan as he feels her slide the cloth up and down his back. Tension he did not know he had is steadily rubbed out of his body as his big feet tense then relax ever so slightly. His eyes become half-open as the soothing sensation of the polish against his delicate skin. With each rub the soothing sensation sunk in deeper and deeper into him as he then feels a stir in his loins. Brian’s eyes widen as he feels his more primal desires being pleasured by the mere sensation of being polished.

His hidden length and balls steadily grew outward pressing into the beach towel. The cloth runs across his rump and legs, he lets out a muffled groan. Verenice smiles as she watches her care enjoy himself as she focuses on his massive feet. She glances over at Zirra and Veronica who are far farther along with polishing Ken and Ryan who are notably smaller than their anthropomorphic lugia.

Brian looks over his shoulder at Verenice as she polishes diligently as Ryan remarks, “Well that’s that, I’ll see how the water is,” as he stretches and walks off. The sand doesn’t even stick to his feet for a second as he walks towards the water.

“It looks like the polish works,” says Ken as Veronica says.

“All done.”

“Thank you,” says Ken as she looks to the small salazzle, “Do you need any help with the polish?” she asks.

Veronica shakes her head, “No, we were polished before leaving, see?” she responds as she sticks her foot in the sand and lifts up as he can see sand flow off her foot like water out of oil.

Ken smiles, “I see,” he says as she does the same to test out the polish. “Oh, it does, it tickles a little actually,” she says with a soft giggle.

“Now go have fun, my fellow salazzles will get your friend finished up. He’s a bit bigger as you can tell,” she remarks with a chuckle as Zirra is already over helping Verenice polish Brian.

“Yeah, he is. Do you need any help?” she asks.

“No, we are fine, why don’t you go off and enjoy yourself for a bit, your friend will join you shortly,” she replies as she gives Ken’s rump a soft tap, “Go have fun.”

Ken smiles, “I will. I could use a little swim,” she replies as she heads off to the water.

Verenice smiles as she finishes polishing Brian’s head. Brian has a goofy smile across his face which quickly disappears when Verenice says, “Alright turn over, time to get your belly.”

Brian blushes, “Um… I would but.”

Verenice looks at him curiously, “But what?”

Brian head motions towards his lower regions, “I kind of really enjoyed your polishing a bit too much,” he mutters as Verenice goes over to take a look at his half-aroused cock and balls. Verenice smiles.

“Oh, I can certainly see that. Zirra my love, can you toss me a beach tower, we need to be a bit, discrete with our polishing.”

Zirra chuckles, “I see,” she says as she grabs an extra towel and tosses it over Verenice as she gently pushes Brian to the side, the beach towel barely able to cover his barely able to be contained delight. Verenice eyes widen at the massive size of the cock.

“A nice size, too bad I no longer care for such things. To think I did, Zirra and Mistress are the ones for me… and the occasional submissive female sex,” she thinks as she takes the cloth to his balls, massaging and rubbing the massive orbs as Brian lets out a moan, “But… a submissive male are at times rather fun,” she thinks as she rubs the rubber spheres.

Brian moans softly into his arm as Verenice works on his tender regions. He feels the cloth press and massage into his balls which give ever so slightly, his fat length hardening more as he lets out another grunt. His face beats a harder read when he notices other Pokémon looking in his direction, taking note of the unusual display of three salazzles giving a rare rubber lugia a polish. His toes curl as his tail twitches, he closes his eyes as he hears a soft whisper into his ear.

“It would be best if you relaxed darling. We are out in public,” says Zirra. Brian cracks an eye open to see her kneeling beside him her hands caressing his head as she continues to speak, “If you really want this kind of fun,” she licks across his ear hole causing him to shudder, the sensation of dozens of pairs of eyes on him makes him quiver, “We will be happy to oblige when we get back to the hotel. But for now, show that other head of yours who is boss.”

Brian lets out a weak grin, “I-I’m trying. It just feels,” he responds as he is cut off as he feels Veronica polish his spear while Veronica works on his belly after having finished the rest of his legs.

Zirra runs a finger along his chin, “I know you can do it. It’s not like we are trying right now,” she says as Brian nods as he takes slow deep breaths. Slowly, steadily as the girls manage to finish polishing him the desires and lusts within him begin to slowly subside. So slowly in fact it takes a good half an hour for any visible expression of his gender to fully disappear back into the smooth rubber crotch of his, which is quickly polished as soon as it can be done.

Brian softly pants, “That was some polishing. Thank you three,” says Brian.

Zirra smirks, “Any time, and remember our offer. My love and I should be free to assist you later this evening.”

“What about Ryan? He might…”

“We aren’t Ryan’s type, but don’t worry, I know what is,” she smirks.

Brian nods, “I get what you mean. Thanks for being so accommodating.”

“Us Rubber-like Pokémon have to help each other out, and besides you are our Mistress’ guest. And we treat Mistress’ guests as if it were the Mistress herself,” Zirra explains.

“I appreciate it,” Brian says as he muscles up the courage to sit up, “I think I could use a drink.”

“Let me handle it,” says Verenice as she quickly gets what he’d like and heads off.

For the next hour and a half Brian relaxes enjoying the sensation of the sun on his lower half as Ryan and Ken have a gay old-time swimming and playing in the cool crisp ocean.

The three salazzles lay out in the sun, watching those in their care, occasionally checking to see if they need anything, till eventually Zirra approaches Brian and asks, “You can go out and join them. I don’t think what happened earlier will happen so readily,” gives him a smug grin.

“No, I don’t think so, but I am not much in a swimming mood.”

Verenice speaks up, “As friends you should do something together.”

“Yeah? Like what?” he asks.

“Well… um….” Verenice trails off as she looks around and then to Zirra.

Zirra gives her a little nod as she looks to one side of the beach where there are nets, “How about a game of volleyball?”

“Volley ball?” asks Brian with a hint of surprise in his voice.

“Yes. You know how to play volleyball, don’t you?”

“Of course, I know how to play volleyball, but there is one problem.”

“What is that?” asks Verenice.

“There is an odd number of us.”

Zirra grins, “Not if you three play us. Lugia n crew versus Salazzles.”

Brian quirks an eye ridge, “Really?”

“Yes really. Do you think we can’t play volleyball?”

“I’m twice your size. And Ryan and Ken are bigger than too. There is no way it could be a fair game.”

“We never said anything about it being a fair game. Simply something you three could play. What do you say? A nice friendly game of volleyball.”

Brian smiles, “Well if you insist, how could I say no to such a pretty face.”

“Flattery will get you everywhere, keep it up,” Zirra comments as she looks over to Veronica, “Do you know how to play?”

“Me? Yeah, I know how to play,” she replies as Brian gets up and heads off to his two friends. Veronica looks to Brian as he leaves then back to her, “Why do you ask?”

“I have a plan,” she says as she brings Verenice in as they whisper amongst themselves.

“Is this even fair?” asks Ken as he, Ryan and Brian are already at the volleyball net waiting on the three salazzles to get the volleyball.

Ryan chuckles, “No. We have a clear height and strength advantage over them.”

“I don’t know about this.”

“What is there not to know about? It will be fun!” declares Ryan.

“They were the ones that suggested and insisted upon it. And when is the last time we played a game like this together?”

“Never,” remarks Ryan.

“Exactly. So, let's not fret and have a fun friendly game of volleyball.”

“Okay,” Ken replies as the blue latios gives a nod as they all here.

“Alright, we got the ball!” yells Zirra as she tosses the blue, pink and black volleyball up into the air and catches it with her long fingered salazzle hands, “Just to be sure, you three know how to play right?”

Ryan rolls his eyes and crosses his arms puffing out his chest, “Of course we do.”

Ken nods, “Yeah. It has been a while since I last played though.”

“That’s alright, it’s just a nice friendly game where the first to fifteen points wins, sound good to you three?” asks Zirra as she looks up at them on the other side of the night.

“Sounds good to me. And since you got the ball why don’t you serve first?” Brian suggests.

“Thanks, we appreciate that,” says Zirra as she tosses the ball to Veronica who stumbles back and almost fails to catch it, “You’ll serve first Veronica.”

Veronica nods, “Okay,” she replies as she looks down at the ball, feeling it up in her hands as the six Pokémon take positions. A few Pokémon take notice of the unusual team set up and sit off to the side to watch.

“Ready?” asks Veronica as she looks over to everyone with a nervous twitch in her tail.

“Ready,” they reply as Zirra gives her a slight nod.

Veronica nods back as she throws the ball up into the air. It spins in place as it goes straight up as Veronica readies herself. She pulls her hand back as the ball comes back down and with a mighty blow she hits it. The volleyball is sent flying through the air as it hits the top of the net and rolls over to the other side with a thump as it lands in the sand.

Zirra sighs, “I thought you knew how to play Veronica?”

“I do, but I never played as a salazzle before. It’s different,” she replies.

Zirra’s shoulders slump, “Damn it.”

Ryan lets out a loud laugh, “I thought this was going to be easy but now it’s just going to be cruel.”

“Ryan, a little bit of sportsmanship please?” asks Brian.

Brian lets out a soft sigh, “Alright, alright. But we warned them.”

Zirra replies, “Yes you did, now it’s your turn, to serve,” says Zirra as Brian is the first to serve. He spikes the ball with a heavy thud as it flies over the net and into the sand on the other side, landing with a little starburst of sand in all directions.

“Sorry, I don’t know my own strength,” says Brian.

Zirra waves them off, “Don’t be. Play to win as much as we intend to.”

“But we aren’t playing to lose,” remarks Ryan.

Zirra grabs the ball tosses it back over to their side, “Don’t worry, neither are we,” she responds as Brian and his team completely dominate the first two-thirds of the match with a ten to zero lead in their favor.

Brian holds the ball in his hands as he looks at the three salazzles, “You know we could just stop here.”

Ryan groans, “Why stop the fun. Just five more points to go.”

“It’s not really fair,” says Ken.

“Don’t worry about us. We’re still having fun, aren’t we girls?” Zirra asks as she looks over at the other two.

“Yeah, we are,” Verenice responds.

“I haven’t played volleyball as a salazzle before, it’s a good refresher,” says Veronica.

Brian nods, “Alright, but it’s Ryan’s turn to serve,” he says as he tosses Ryan the ball.

Ryan catches it with a soft squeak, “Finally. You both did good with your serves, but now you can see how a pro does it,” he remarks as everyone takes their position. He throws the ball up into the air and with a jump and a hard hit he spikes the ball over the net.

Verenice and Veronica put their hands together as they help Zirra catapult into the air at the same time. Zirra spins and tail hits the ball right back over the net straight into Ryan’s red latias muzzle knocking him flat on his back with a thud. The ball bounces up into the air and lands a few inches beside him.

“Ryan are you okay!” yells Ken as she and Brian rush to him as the thinned-out crowd that came to watch chuckles or flinches at the hit.

Ryan lets out a grunt and pushes away Ken’s winged hand for aid, “I’m fine,” he grumbles, “That was merely a lucky hit,” he states puffing out his chest.

“I hope you are okay, I didn’t mean for it to hit you,” says Zirra with a mixed of genuine concern and sarcastic “You deserved it” tone of voice.

“I’m fine,” he replies as he moves to brush sand off of himself but its already slid.

Zirra grins, “Wonderful. One-ten now, and it's our turn to serve,” says Zirra as Brian tosses the ball to her. Zirra squeezes the ball in her hand as she takes position in the back corner of the court. She looks to Verenice and then Veronica as they nod to her, “Ready?” she asks them.

“Ready,” Brian and his friends reply as Zirra throws up the ball. As the ball ascends into the air, with lightning-quick speed Verenice and Veronica move up to Zirra. Quickly Verenice stands up on Veronica's shoulders and just as the ball hits the top of its ascent, Zirra climbs up her two fellow salazzles and leaps off of Verenice’s shoulders where she meets the ball in early descent and spikes the ball over the net with a force that rivaled Brian’s heavy winged serves. The ball pierces through the air over the net and before the three could react the ball hits the sand scoring the salazzles their second point.

Brian, Ken and Ryan look at each other with astonishing disbelief while the three salazzles give smug grins in return. The three salazzles unleash a torrent of volleyball skills and acrobatic feats that while appearing over the top, counteract their limited stature compared to their opponents, but not only that but dominate the lugia, latios and latias in the game.

Steadily the dispersed crowd returned in force as they watch the three smaller Pokémon completely overtake the much larger Pokémon in what is still a simple game of volleyball. When Ken dives down just able to knock the ball back into the air Ryan bounces the ball over to Brian who spikes it over the net.

Veronica dives down sand flying in all directions as she just manages to knock the ball into the air as Verenice hoists Zirra up into the air at the same time as she spikes the ball back over the net with one heavy handed blow, scoring the final point against the trio, ending the game fifteen to ten.

Brian, Ryan and Ken pant heavily as they feel themselves completely exhausted by the sudden turnaround in the game. Ryan grits his teeth a little as he looks over to the three smug salazzles, “You tricked us.”

Zirra cocks her head in his direction, “Tricked you? How? We didn’t make any bets. We played a fun game of volleyball, and we made it as fair as we could,” she explains as she walks over to the net.

Ryan looks down at her, “What about all that poor skill you all showed off at the beginning? How is that now lulling us into a false sense of security.”

“Didn’t we say we wanted a nice fair game? To make it fair we had to give you a little edge in points. Once we thought you had a good enough chance to possibly win, we started to play seriously as if we’d play with the Mistress herself.”

Ken looks at them, “You’d be so forceful with your Mistress?” Ken asks softly.

Veronica moves over to her and nods, “Mistress likes it when we give it our all,” she explains.

Brian with a soft pant chuckles, “Well you did show us, but I honestly have to ask. How did you get so over the top good at volleyball?”

Verenice smiles a little, “Well. Once a year the Mistress holds a volleyball contest. The team that wins gets to spend a whole week serving the Mistress. Zirra, my love is the captain of one of the teams.”

Brian quirks an eyebrow, “Is the game that fierce?”

“Well…” Verenice looks over to Zirra and leans over to Brian who lowers himself to listen, “She went a little easy on you three, but don’t let Ryan hear that.”

“My kips are sealed,” Brian whispers back as Ryan kicks a bit of sand off to the side.

“I can’t believe we lost like that,” he mutters.

“It’s okay. It’s not like we lost anything except a fun harmless game. It was fun. I never saw salazzles move like that before,” says Ken.

Ryan lets out a humph, “You may not feel you lost anything of importance.”

Brian walks over to him and pats him on the back, “Don’t be like that Ryan. And asides,” he leans in to the two, “The girls will make it up to us later tonight.”

Ryan rolls his shoulders, “So? What could they do?”

“I was informed they’d send you someone specifically fitting for your needs Ryan.”

Ryan eyes perk up ever so slightly, “Hmm, I suppose I could let them, but I am still not pleased being made a fool like that.”

“I don’t think that is what they intended to do. Now let's cool off with a nice swim and in an hour or so we’ll head back.”

“A little more swimming would be nice I suppose. It would help me get my mind off of salazzle trickery,” Ryan states as he walks off.

Brian slumps his shoulders, “It’s always bothersome when he gets like this.”

Ken nods, “Yeah, but in the end, he always does look out for us, even if he doesn’t really show it.”

Brian nods, “I know,” he replies as they spend the next two hours enjoying themselves on the beach. Swimming in the cool ocean waters which are no match for their smooth rubber skin, the water beading and drying off within a few minutes, while the polish does an excellent job of keeping the sand off them. They have a few soft drinks and ice cream, enjoying themselves as the sun begins to set itself over the tropical mountains in the background.

Returning to the casino, the six Pokémon have a nice dinner, spend a few short hours gambling with a bit of neutral results for Ken and Ryan before heading back up into their rooms, with Brian’s room a few floors above his friends.

Zirra smiles as she holds the door open for Ryan, “I hope you have a good night’s rest sir.”

Ryan looks over to her, “I hope so too. I might have to spend some time in my ball just to make sure all the sand is off of me,” he remarks.

“There isn’t any sand sir, but I assure you, that you will want to enjoy yourself out of your ball tonight,” Zirra says with a smirk.

“I will see about that.”

“That you will sir. Goodnight,” says Zirra as Ryan walks into the room. Zirra gives a sly smirk at him as she scampers off towards the elevator with another play-date in mind. Ryan though takes a deep breath as he smells the sweet aroma of the room and shrugs it off. But as he walks in deeper into the room, seeing the soft blues and pinks of the room accented by shades of black, and purple, small iconography of the Mistress on vases in the room there was another rubbery masculine sweet aroma that causes a tingle of pleasure to run down his spine. He steps into the bedroom and on top of the soft black silken bed sheets with a blue frill on the sides sits a rubber white, purple with highlighted pink salazzle. The salazzle with dark blue eyes looks at Ryan with anticipating smile, its body shifts with a loud squeak as around its neck is a black and pink collar with a golden tag on it that simply says “Casino Toy 66” Also attached to the collar is a matching leash of which the toy holds in its hand up over to Ryan.

Ryan’s should drop, “A female toy? Really?” he grumps as he walks over to it.

Casino Toy 66 shakes its head, “No Master Ryan. This one is no female model. It is a male salazzle toy, the casino’s only male salazzle toy, and it as of right now till six am the next day, your male salazzle toy,” it explains.

Ryan stiffens his shoulders; his eyes perk up at the news as a grin crawls across his face. He takes a step closer before a thought crosses his mind, “Two things toy.”

“Yes Master?” Casino Toy 66 replies with a hint of eagerness as it lifts its rump and wags its tail.

“First, whatever happens here, does not leave this room. No one must know about it. No matter what.”

“Of course, Master. This one is programmed to follow the strictest of privacy programs. Only notable illegal activities are exempt for this. This one hopes we are not to do anything illegal now.”

Ryan raises an eye ridge, “What? No. Nothing illegal. Stupid toy.”

“Then there is no problem Master.”

“Good, and the other thing is, you do what I tell you without question, got it?” Ryan states as he walks up to the male salazzle as it holds out the leash to him.

“Of course, Master. This one is here for your pleasure, and no one else’s,” Casino Toy 66 replies with a sly wink as Ryan grabs the leash and tugs the toy to him and to his now bulging crotch.

“Good, now lick,” he commands as the salazzle nods and replies with a soft hiss.

“Yes, Master,” the toy responds as it leans in. Its soft rubber hands run across Ryan’s crotch as its pink tongue slithers out and runs across the ever-increasing forming bulge. The sweet aroma coming from the rubber toy and the sensation of the slick tongue against his sensitive crotch causes it to bulge further, his balls taking shape as his pink throbbing rubbery flesh slips free from its stealthed position. It throbs in the air, with its tapered length, dripping with pre-cum as the salazzle toy licks along the underside, the tongue coiling around the base like a cock ring, squeezing along Ryan’s cock as it moves to the very tip to give a firm yet gentle suckle.

Ryan lets out a moan his body tenses as he grits his teeth, the pleasure of the male salazzle below him sends delights into the back of his mind. His hands tense around the leash and pulls the toy off of his cock, “Enough toy,” he states as he looks down at the casino toy as it licks its long-muzzled lips.

“Yes Master. What do you desire of this one next?” it asks as Ryan reaches down to feel the toy’s pink rubbery flesh. It squeaks along Ryan’s fingertips as the toy lets out a soft needy moan, gently thrusting into his hands to show his wanting desire to please him.

Ryan wraps his fingers along the toy cock and gives it a firm squeaky squeeze. Casino Toy 66 lets out a soft moan as it looks up into Ryan’s domineering smile, “Good, good. I can see you are already slick and ready to use your pleasure stick to my desire.”

“Yes Master,” the toy moans gasping out as his cock is teased, his eyes look over to Ryan’s throbbing member then back at him, “Toy is always ready to serve.”

Ryan chuckles, “Good. I’ll be needing you to use it next,” she states as he pushes the toy back onto the bed. The toy spreads its legs posing for Ryan, showing off its needy throbbing cock and cute pucker, ready to be pounded into.

“This one is happy to serve Master,” the toy responds as Ryan slips onto the bed. The latias squeaks as he tightly holds onto the leash as he runs a hand over the toy’s needy cock once last time before he turns lifts his tail showing off his needy rear.

“Fuck me you slut of a toy,” commands Ryan as he pulls so hard on Casino Toy 66’s leash that it is pulled onto its feet.

“Yes Master,” the toy states as it moves behind Ryan, it's hot and needy member poking at Ryan’s tight rear. The toy grips Ryan’s white and red rubbery hips as it lines itself up as it licks it’s lips in anticipation about to thrust into him when Ryan tugs hard on the leash.

“Too slow toy! You fuck when I tell you to fuck, and I say fuck me now,” he commands as he pulls hard on the leash. The salazzle toy feels the tug as it is pulled over Ryan’s back. The toy thrusts hard into Ryan’s body as he squeezes back on the toy’s cock.

“Yes Master!” the toy cries out as Ryan tugs on the leash again, guiding the toy to thrust faster and slower at his will.

“Good slut of a fuck toy. Fuck me. I want to feel that cock of yours pleasing me,” he groans as the toy slides in and out of his rear. Pleasure shoots through him as the toy slides its length against his prostate. Ryan let out growled moans as his member throbs and twitches with each thrust.

Pre-cum dribbles from Ryan’s rubbery cock and onto the bed. Ryan’s human body is wrecked with pleasure. Each thrust fills his rear, expanding his hole, making him feel ever more blissful, but the hypnotic trance still engrained deep into his mind transmits the sensations as if his current rubber skin was truly his own.

Harder and harder the salazzle toy pounds into Ryan’s rump. A smile crawls across the latias’ face as the dull throbbing pleasure of the salazzle in his rear builds within him. His cock aching for more, as he pulls harder on the leash, signaling the salazzle to go all out on his rear.

Each thrust bounces the anthropomorphic Pokémon’s body, causing little beads of pre cum to fly off and land on the bed sheets below.

Loud squeaks echo through the room as Ryan’s toes curl, his free hand grips the bed sheets as the pleasure in his loins builds up to ever greater heights as he yells out, “You can do better than that! I want you to make me cum without touching it!”

“Yes Master!” the toy responds as it holds Ryan’s hips only to gain better angles into Ryan’s rear. The toy’s cock grinds and presses down on Ryan’s internal pleasure button. Over and over it is pressed, causing his cock to twitch. Ryan lets out a deep low groan as the salazzle works its magic on him.

Ryan’s body rocks with each controlled thrust by the salazzle toy. Ryan’s need and desires growing within him. His lust builds within his loins as he tugs harder on the leash, commanding the toy to unleash a relentless jackhammer of his rear. The salazzle toy bounces off the toy’s rump with a squeak, their rubber bodies grinding against one another as Ryan squeezes down on the length, making the salazzle toy work for the speed and ferocity that it is now going at.

Ryan’s eyes half lid now as his pleasure boils up within his body, frothing at the very edge, ready to burst over. Suddenly he pulls as hard as he can on the leash, his toes clench, his free hand grips the bed sheets hard as the salazzle toy thrusts in hard as Ryan thrusts out into open air. His aching member unleashes a torrent of hot sticky rubber seed sprays onto the bed.

Ryan pants heavily as he feels the salazzle milking his prostate as he empties his load below him. The warm tender glow of his hands-free climax rolls over him as he gives a few more thrusts to drain a little bit more of his cock.

“Good, but now you have a mess to clean up toy.”

The salazzle toy pulls out and kneels before Ryan, “Yes Master.”

“And be ready, we have many more rounds to go,” Ryan states as he sits up giving the leash a little tug before letting the salazzle move down to lick up Ryan’s rubbery seed from the bed sheets. While Ryan is expressing his power and control over the salazzle toy, Ken and Veronica are about to begin a much different night of fun.

Ken, the blue and white latios anthropomorphic Pokémon sits on her bed as she looks at Veronica as she pulls out leather gear out of a small bag that she brought with her. Ken looks at her and squirms a little, her rubber legs squeak as she eyes the leather straps with blue metal studs and pink lining.

“D-do you think this is a bit much?” asks Ken.

Veronica shoots her a sly smirk, “Oh, no. I am going rather light on you. My lover Sallah would not forgive me if your first time with a woman, and a salazzle woman at that, was not done properly,” she explains as she takes the leather gear and starts to slip it on.

“I-it just looks so… intimidating,” she mutters looking down, away from Veronica as she adjusts the leather straps that run around her legs, along the inner parts of her crotch to add extra focus to the glistening went petals of the salazzle’s sex.

“Of course, it does. A shy girl like you needs someone to take charge. To show you what a real take charge woman is like,” Veronica explains with a grin as she walks over to her, running her fingers long Ken’s sides as she twitches and lets out a bashful squeak, “Spread your legs,” Veronica commands.

Ken shivers at the words which echo in the back of her mind. Her body quivers in fear and delight as slowly she does as she is commanded, her hands cover her sensitive nether region as Veronica gently smacks them with the back of her hand, “Move them out of the way.”

“Yes Veronica,” she softly says as she slowly does so.

“You refer to me as Mistress tonight my darling,” Veronica states giving Ken a smug grin as she runs a single finger across Ken’s sex which twitches at the touch. Her sweet petals are so warm and wet that Veronica spreads Ken’s legs wider as she moves her head down to get a closer look, “And it appears what I am doing is working. Look just how eager you are.”

Ken shivers and bites her lower lip, “I… I…” she mutters unable to formulate any words before Veronica leans in and gives Ken’s tender sex one long slow lick.

Veronica’s legs twitch and try to close back around but Veronica’s hands hold her at bay as she arches her body, her breasts bounce as a deep moan escapes from her lips as the tongue pushes down deeper, parting her lips, tasting the sweet rubbery needy flesh that she is helplessly offering to Veronica.

Veronica grins as she looks up at Ken as she then places her lips around Ken’s labia and gives them a nice long tender suckle. Ken arches her back more, her hands run across her body, squeezing her own breasts as she desperately tries something to hold onto as she feels the pleasure rush through her.

“P-please,” Ken moans out as she pulls a finger up to her lips and bites down as Veronica gives her labia a few more tender suckles, pulling it with her lips before pulling away. She looks up at Ken and asks.

“Please what darling?”

“P-please…” she tenses as Veronica blows cool air across her sex.

“What was that? Are you enjoying yourself so much that you already want me to continue?”

“I… P-please just…” again Veronica blows on Ken’s tender sensitive sex. The rubber latios suit working its magic as it transfers all the pleasure accordingly to the male human underneath. To Ken she feels everything like she should, and with her mind still dripping heavily with the hypnotic programming, it felt all the more real to her.

Veronica looks up at her, watching her try to put thoughts into words as she gently runs a finger along Ken’s tender rubber sex, spreading those soft petals, revealing to the world her sensitive rubber, “What is it darling? Don’t be shy. I’m a gentle Mistress. Afterall… I learned from the best,” she gives a smug grin as her fingers slowly slid into her.

“I… Just…” she moans out her toes twitch her tail stiffens, “Please… I…” she lays down as she pants heavily, her body arching up as her blue breast nipples are stiff firm, sensitive. She runs a free hand across them and lets out another surprising moan at the sensation she feels. She looks up to the ceiling as she pants loudly.

“What is it darling? Speak up? I can’t read minds you know,” Veronica says as she wraps her mouth around Ken’s sex. Ken lets out a mouse like squeak of delight from her lips. Her body shivers as Veronica’s tongue slithers into Ken’s wanting body. Veronica feels her tongue milked by Ken’s powerful rubber vaginal walls. Her hips roll against Veronica’s muzzle as Veronica continues to suckle and lick deep into her body.

Ken squeezes her rubbery mounds with her free hand while trying and failing not to be so loud with her other hand as pleasure is wiggled and twisting through her nethers. Warm female juices bubble up through her sex, a sweet honey that Veronica is busy drinking up, driving her and her submissive lover further into the early stages of lustful bliss.

Veronica’s domineering and arousing pheromones mix with the aroma in the air, creating a concoction of submission and lust in Ken’s mind. Each breath drives her further into need. Each gasp for air drives her arousal even higher, making it easier for herself to let go of herself and let the salazzle take control.

Veronica dives in deeper into Ken’s body, feeling up every inch of her tender rubber Pokémon flesh. Her nostrils flare as she smells the lustful scent that Ken emits, showing the true depths of her current state of mind and desire. Suddenly she pulls away taking a deep breath of fresh air before licking her lips. “There we go, nice and primed.”

Ken lets out a deep moan back arching off of the bed as she then lowers herself with a soft thud before lifting her head to look over her own mounds to Veronica, “W-what do you mean?”

“Do you think I am here just to pleasure you? Who is the Mistress here?” she asks as she climbs onto the bed.

“Y-you are,” Ken replies as Veronica walks over Ken till she is standing right over her head, filling Ken’s view with the salazzle’s crotch, with her dripping needy salazzle pink petals.

“What was that? I don’t think I heard you right,” Veronica says as she crouches down over Ken. Veronica’s tail slides between Ken’s breasts as her two back dangling bits gently run across Ken’s breasts, and against her nipples.

“Y-you are M-Mistress,” Ken replies as a smug grin runs across Veronica’s face.

“That’s better,” Veronica says as she runs her fingers across Ken’s lips, those hot wet fingers still dripping with some of Ken’s own needy juices, “Suck,” she commands.

“Y-yes,” Ken replies as she wraps her lips around Veronica’s fingers. She tenderly suckles down her own sweet nectar as she can smell a wave of Veronica’s own lustful aroma wash over her head. She finds herself lustfully suckling harder as she eyes the salazzle’s dripping vent. The scent lingering so heavy in the air she can swear she can taste it everywhere, especially on Veronica’s own salazzle fingers. Ken lets out a muffled moan before Veronica pulls out her fingers from her mouth with an audible pop while strands of saliva go from Ken’s lips to Veronica’s fingertips before she pulls them away, breaking the beading chain.

“Good girl. But now you are going to get a main course, I hope you are hungry,” Veronica chuckles as she places her crotch right over Ken’s head. The hot salazzle sex drips right onto Ken’s lips. The steaming hot juices makes her quiver as she can taste the salazzle literally on her lips before she even licks the dripping juices off. Her head leaning back on the bed, her entire vision blocked by the salazzle’s thighs, making her focus only on the one clear goal in front of her.

Veronica gives her a smug grin as she runs her fingers across the Ken’s muzzle, “Please me slut. I know you want to,” she commands as Ken felt a weight lift off her mind and head as she is drawn to the salazzle’s sex like metal to a powerful magnet.

Veronica lets out a soft moan as she feels Ken wrap her lips around her hot vent. The tantalizing anticipation that mixed with unbridled fear of the unknown combated within Ken’s mind now simply washed away by the salazzle’s hot juices. Washed away, leaving nothing but a hotbed of lustful thoughts and desires to do whatever the salazzle says. Pleasure rushes through Ken as she feels Veronica’s fingers run across her head, petting her, the sense of reward and purpose filling her mind as she drives her tongue into Veronica’s body, wanting to taste the salazzle’s approval, to feel a greater joy of pleasing the one she now wants so much approval for.

Veronica takes a deep breath and moans as she looks down to see Ken hungrily eat her out. Her smaller body still providing a large meal for Ken as she laps and licks, slurps and suckles the salazzle’s dripping vent.

“Good girl. Keep it up. Make me cum, and mark you as my good slut, and I will reward you with a climax of your own,” Veronica says as the words went straight into her mind, down her spine where it left little explosions of pleasure and straight to her needy sex. Her body explodes with even greater lust as her hands nervously grip Veronica’s thighs, hesitant to further hold onto the salazzle till Veronica holds Ken’s hands in place as she slides down and rides on Ken’s muzzle.

Ken thrusts her hips up, the cool air around her sex, causes her petal sto twitch as warm juices flood down her muzzle. A pool of salazzle juices fills the small divot in her throat, but soon it floods over and runs down the sides of her neck. Sight, sound, smell, taste, touch, all directed to the salazzle taking control over her.

With each obedient lick, she loses herself more to Veronica’s control, and with her hesitation to allow such a sexual display to be done to her. Her inhibitions in the moment fade completely as she gargles up the salazzle juices.

Veronica bounces on Ken’s muzzle, her sex milking the latios’ tongue and the very end of her muzzle. Veronica only pulls away for a few brief moments at a time to allow Ken to take in deep lust-laden breaths before she and Veronica go right back at it. Higher and higher does Veronica’s pleasure go. Her tail wiggles between Ken’s breasts, while her back dangles playfully “smack” Ken’s breasts. Each hit, each spot Veronica touches on Ken’s body is a burning warmth of love and control.

Ken’s inexperience is easily made up for her veracity and strength of will to give Veronica everything she has to please her and push her over the edge. Veronica lets out a deep moan as her sex twitches once, twice, thrice, the warmth building up higher and higher, her toes curling her hands tightly gripping Ken’s own as she drives herself down onto Ken’s face as she hits her peak.

Ken’s eyes go wide as she finds her face flooded with salazzle female cum. The warm hot gushing rubber-like cum floods over her face, the tantalizing and intoxicating scent soaking into her head, causing her lust to explode into new heights as she feels her Mistress climax, the ultimate reward and knowledge that SHE has done a good job for HER.

Ken drinks down whatever juices she can, but her experience shows when far more floods over her than into her wanting mouth. Veronica pants heavily petting Ken’s head as she says, “Good girl, I think you have earned yourself a climax,” she says as she pulls away, allowing Ken’s nostrils to flare and spurt out salazzle cum juices. Veronica leans back and rests her back on Ken’s soft and plump rubber breasts.

Ken licks Mistress’ juices all over her head. Each taste pushes her to have just a little bit more. Her eyes wide as part of her is stuck looking at Veronica’s dripping sex. Veronica looks back with a smug grin as Ken softly manages to ask with a hint of hesitation, “A-almost?”

Veronica chuckles as she spins around and slides a bit farther down on Ken’s body, her crotch now resting on top of Ken’s breasts, letting those warm juices drip between the crevice caused by her breasts as Veronica reaches out to gently rub Ken’s needy sex.

“Hmm, yes. Almost. Afterall, we have all night, it would be a shame if I pulled you out of your lustful stupor so soon. I kinda like you a horny mess like this,” Veronica chuckles as she gups and squeezes Ken’s sex.

Ken lets out a needful moan, her hips buck up against Veronica’s touch as she stares at the salazzle’s sex. It’s hot dripping vent as it winked eagerly at her. Despite the hard climax she has given the salazzle, she knew deep down, that Veronica had many more in her, and that she will have to dig for each one, if she wanted to feel the same delight herself. It is going to be a long lustful night.

Whoever Ken was getting, Brian was going to get it two-fold as he laid across the bed. Black, rubber sheets already replaced his traditional cloth ones as the massive lugia shows eagerness his heavy balls and fat cock hanging out between his legs, the two relative to him and most people, small salazzles looked at each other with a grin as Zirra tossed her bag of goodies off to the side.

Brian squeaks as along the bedsheets as he looks at them, “I appreciate you both coming to do this for me. Ever since I came to this casino before, I wanted to play with some of you gals but going about it at a casino, where sex isn’t your business, I found it hard subject to bring up,” Brian says with a smile.

Zirra chuckles, “Sex isn’t our business, but having happy patrons to the Mistress’ casino is. We consider this as just one of our duties,” she explains as she looks over to you, “I know we discussed a little about what you want, but you are fine with whatever we have in store for you, correct?”

Brian nods as he gently rubs his legs together with a soft squeak, “Yes. I know you ladies have plenty to offer, so go at it. Have fun with me, I know you will make it a delightful experience for me in the process,” Brian says with a smirk as he gently rubs the tip of his fat lugia cock, “I hope you are ready for this.”

Zirra continues to grin as she pulls out some BDSM gear, cuffs, collar, a leash, amongst other things. Verenice watches her lover line the gear up before she climbs onto the bed. Verenice looks over to Zirra who tosses to her some shackles. She grabs them with an unusual finesse before walking over to Brian’s head.

“You’re going to be a good boy and not struggle, will you?” Verenice asks with a smirk that rivals Zirra.

“No Miss. I’ve been wanting something like this for a while, why would I struggle?” he responds squirming a little as he breathes in deeply, the anticipation of what is to come in the forefront of his mind as Verenice bends down, giving Brian a delightful view of her tender nether regions before strapping his wing wrist to the first shackle, specifically designed to hold his unique features in place. She ties the other end to the bedpost before walking over Brian’s chest, the long-toed feet of the salazzle press onto Brian’s chest with the weight of some kind of oversized cat, crawling over its owner like it owned them.

Verenice bound Brian’s other hand to the opposite bedpost while Zirra took this time to give the same treatment to his ankles, spreading and exposing the anthropomorphic lugia to the two salazzle lovers.

Brian tested the constraints of his bondage, the soft furred lining of the black leather felt good against his rubber skin as he felt the excitement of himself becoming helpless to these smaller Pokémon. His massive member twitches and hardens more as he breathes in their combined erotic scent.

The aroma tingled his nose, warmed his loins and dulled his mind of any of the outside troubles of the world. With each breath his focus became more on the two salazzles that now started to prep him for the fun they were going to have. Brian’s eyes widen as he sees a leather cock and ball harness tossed around his sensitive length and orbs. His body squeaks and squirms as Zirra adjust the straps, around his length, while Verenice checks around his rubber cum filled sack.

Brian lets out a soft grunt as he feels their hands delicately touch and caress his exposed nether region, toying with his sensitive aching throbbing hardening flesh before they tighten the straps, so they are tight, but only just so that he’s constantly reminded that they are there. Then he hears the distinct sound of a click as the vibrators built into the leather harness turn on, sending teasing pleasure through his body.

Brian tugs and jerks in surprised delight, not expecting a sudden added bonus to the constraints he already found himself in. He looks at the two salazzles which lean against his length, using it as support as they eye down at him with matching smug grins, that just scream, “Now you are ours bitch.”

Zirra doesn’t look away as she says, “Get it.”

“Yes, my love,” Verenice replies as she walks across Brian’s belly. The rubber-like feet tease his large rubber skin, causing him to tense and wiggle before a moan escapes his lips as the teasing of the vibration of the harness makes his cum-slit dead a little rubber pre-cum. Verenice hops off the bed and pulls out of the bag a large pink butt plug. Brian tenses, his pucker squeezes at the thought of where the toy was about to go as he then watches Verenice bring it back to Zirra who just now looks away from him and to the toy which now can be seen to be a third of the size of the salazzles themselves.

“Thank you love,” Zirra responds as she gives Verenice a soft tender kiss on the lips.

Verenice leans into it as her hands caress the large pink dildo before Zirra brings her hands down to caress Verenice’s hands. There she presses against her lover, moving the plug on Brian’s belly, letting him feel the full weight of the toy before the two girls grind themselves against the cone shaped pleasure device.

“You are going to put that in me?” Brian finally manages to ask as the two girls tilt their heads while still locked lips, their individual eye lock into his, as he can see the wheels turning in their mind. Their warm juices flow across the toy, mixing and covering it with their shiny juices as Brain can sense their response to his question, “Do you even need to ask?”

The hot intoxicating scent of the salazzles’ arousal fill the room, as a layer of musky delight flood Brian’s nostrils, causing his cock to twitch and “squirt” a small bit of pre-cum while his balls churned and grew ever heavier for him.

The two salazzles grind their slits against the toy, parting their sexes to let their hot juices through, coating the toy with their desire. Brain watches the lesbian display with utter delight. He gasps out when he can feel the first hot droplets of the salazzle’s arousal hit his rubber skin, the plug itself completely soaked with their self-indulgence. Zirra looks down at the toy, noting its current state as she slowly breaks the kiss with Verenice, licking her lovers’ lips, breaking any bit of salvia between the lips as she grabs Verenice’s hands guiding them down to the plug so that they may hoist it up into the air from the base together.

They carry the toy over his cock, the two girls putting one foot and just a little weight on his vibrating balls, the long toes squeeze his orbs, making him gasp out in pleasure, his back arches his tail twitches as the girls for the moment disappear from view. He feels the warmth of their bodies against their skin, their fire type warm burning delightfully against his tail, his body preparing for what is to come and even then, he found his preparedness leaving something to be desired.

Brian shivers as his pucker is spread, the two girls pushing the toy into him together with force but with a sense of tenderness, as the toy slices in an inch or two, perhaps three before stopping. They let Brian’s rubber hole spread around the toy, clenching around it, becoming as slick as the toy itself and just when Brian thinks he has gotten himself acquainted with the toy the pushing resumes another few inches, driving his rear open even wider, and the toy ever deeper.

Brian closes his eyes, picturing the two girls caressing the base of the pink plug, kissing each other, as their hot sexes dripped onto his tail, adding to the burning desire within his body before his mind would shift straight back to the toy as it’s pushed in even deeper, but then it happens. The plug hits the point of no return, spreading his pucker as wide as it can go, Brian squeezes down, and the last bit of the plug simply pops into place, covering his tender rear in a pink circle base that has the words “SLUT” engraved in them.

Brian pants heavily, the light amount of bondage, simple to what he has been accustomed to thanks to the Pokémon bondage ball which sits across from the room, but right it feels just as effective as that ball. The two salazzles crawl on all fours back over into Brian’s view. He feels some of their weight press down onto his balls, each time they touch it, they squeeze and tease him, the plug presses on his prostate, all of which forces a bit of pre-cum to dribble and run along the top side of his length.

Verenice and Zirra look at Brian with a smug grin before the lean over to his cock together, pressing themselves against it as they lick the little mess he has made so far, from the base of his cock all the way up to the very base of his cock head, leaving that tender sensitive flesh alone for the moment. Brian feels the cool air around his cock as the two salazzles move onto his belly and chest, the two girls stalk over him like a pair of lionesses that have now gotten their prey.

Brian pants heavily, his body already on the edge of a delightful climax, but he knows that such a pleasure is already forever out of his grasp, as he is left to the will of Zirra and Verenice.

“Love, what do you think we should do next?” Zirra asks Verenice.

Verenice press up against Zirra as she hmms for a moment. Verenice rests her head on Zirra’s shoulder as she runs a hand along her mate’s thigh, “I don’t know. I mean I did see he was enjoying the show we were giving him with that plug. Perhaps he’d like something more of that nature? Perhaps hmm well maybe…” she trails off.

Zirra raises an eye ridge, “Oh? What are you thinking my love? Whisper it into my ear. The Mistress would be so happy to hear that you’re coming up with your own devilishly domineering ideas,” she muses.

Verenice gives a moment of blush before she steels her own resolve, “Well,” she says whispering into Zirra’s ear, her tongue licks across the ear hole at the same time as Brian watches Zirra’s eyes widen and then light up. A devilishly smug grin forms across her face as Zirra snaps her head around and proceeds to give Verenice a long deep passionate kiss. Verenice caught off guard for a moment, her hands pulled away only briefly not sure what to do before she embraces her mate.

Brian watches helplessly as the two girls deeply kiss one another. His cock twitches in approval as Zirra ends the kiss the two look deeply into each other’s eyes as Zirra says, “Do it.”

Any shred of nervousness hidden within Verenice disappears with those words. Verenice’s tail wags with delight as she hops off of the bed and grabs a set of bowls which she tosses over to Zirra who places them off to the side but within arm’s reach.

“What are you going to do?” Brian asks as he instinctively tests the bondage he is in, which holds just as firm now as it did when it was first placed upon him.

Zirra chuckles, “What’s the fun in spoiling it? I know you’ll love it, almost as much as I love the idea,” she muses as Verenice climbs back onto the bed and onto Brian. Verenice gives one quick nuzzle lick across Zirra’s face before she lies on her back head towards Brian’s cock, allowing him an easy clear view of Verenice’s hot, wet, dripping sex.

Brian’s eyes lock on the prize before him as he licks his lips, able to taste the salazzle beating hot slit from here. His nostrils flare taking in the lustful pheromones that Verenice is flooding the room with. Zirra climbs over Verenice as they get into a sixty-nine position.

Zirra looks at Brian with her purple eyes, her fingers run across Verenice’s sex, spreading them wide, as her lover’s hot juices coat her fingers. Verenice’s hands wrap around Zirra’s thighs and hip as she leans up and gives her mate’s sex a long tender lick. Zirra lets out a soft controlled moan as she gently licks her fingers in front of Brian. She drives her fingers back into her lover, letting her long slender digits slide in and out of the warm quivering hole. Brian hears Verenice moan out in delight from behind Zirra who expresses each lick, tease and suckle Verenice gives her on her face.

Zirra rubs Verenice’s petals, massaging her hot juices onto her hand, which she mostly licks off, but when she drives one finger in deep into her lover driving it into her several times she pulls it out when Verenice is on the brink of climax.

Brian sees the rosy sex have a river of slick juices flow down her crotch. Zirra’s long finger drips with Verenice’s juices, which she lets a few drops land on her extended tongue. Zirra lets out a soft moan of delight as she drags the finger over to Brian’s lips.

Brian watches the finger crane itself over him. His tongue licks his rubbery lips as he opens his mouth, extending his pink fleshy tongue out, wanting to taste the near climactic ecstasy that Verenice was just given. His eyes watch as a clear drop of the rubber-like pink substance falls from Zirra’s finger tips. Down the droplet comes crashing, Brian’s tongue out reaching as far as it can go in the hopes of catching it. He feels the warmth of the juices splash down onto his neck, missing his tongue by a simple few millimeters.

Zirra pulls her hand away before another drop could fall. Brian moans out, “No fair,” as Zirra licks her finger clean. Zirra gently squeezes Verenice’s labia between her fingers as she grinds herself against the delightful licks and slurps her salazzle lover.

“All is fair in love and war, especially when we Salazzles write the book on love,” she winks as she dives her head down between Verenice’s legs which she spreads wide to give Brian as much of a clear view as possible as he sees the salazzle’s tongue run across her fellow’s salazzle’s sex.

Brian moans out, his hands clench into fists as the aroma crashes over him again and again, like waves crashing against the cliff face with unrelenting force. The two salazzles work to draw out each other’s pleasure. Higher and higher they push each other, an unspoken game done between them countless times before. Who would make the other climax first?

Verenice wraps her entire mouth around Zirra’s sex. Her tongue dives in deep, wiggling and massaging against every hotspot that she knows about. Her hands caress and tease Zirra’s rump, massaging it to ease her into deeper lust and to break down her will to release herself over her. Her head drives up as Zirra’s hips force down, while the opposite can be said about Zirra’s assault on Verenice’s juicy lustful hotbed.

Zirra feels her lover’s sex twitch and ache, constantly on the verge of climax, which she draws out, not wanting to lose control or initiative of the painful and wanting desires of Brian to join in. Her lips pinch and tug at Verenice’s labia, as Zirra takes every opportunity to visually include Brian, which in turn gives Verenice the much-needed rest to not break too soon.

Brian feels the burning warmth of the two salazzles mating over his chest and belly. Hanging over them in the background is his leather-bound harnessed cock and balls. He feels every twitch of the girls on him, every squirm, every foot grabbing onto his rubber skin as they vie for sexual dominance over the other.

Pre-cum oozes out of Brian’s cum slit, his body barely able to contain his current level of lust. Unsure just how much longer he can hold out while simply watching the two salazzles please each other. His rump tightly squeezes the plug in a vain attempt to add to his own pleasure to push him over the edge.

Even as Verenice unleashes a torrent of hot squirming salazzle juices over Zirra’s face, Zirra’s que to relaxes her defenses and give into the pleasure that she could barely hold back herself. The two salazzles scream out in loving bliss as their hot juices, the purest form of their lust, love and lavishing desire for one another is released into the open world. Brian arched his back, crying out for a similar release, his eyes closed as he simply listens to the girls for the moment as the quivering winking salazzle sex was too much for his senses to bear, the two girls took the time to fill their nearby sauces with their other’s concentrated salazzle juice. The pink rubber-like substance oozes with concentrated pheromones which make the sweet aroma in the room grow ever stronger, to become like a faint echo of the delightful aroma that the Mistress herself calls her bedroom.

When Brian opens his eyes again he sees the two girls laying on their sides, Zirra’s back to him as she licks her lover clean as he can see Verenice do the same. Verenice looks over Zirra’s thigh to Brian who pleads with his eyes to let him feel the same release that they just felt.

Verenice says nothing as she makes sure that not even a single drop of her lover’s juices is left on her, and Zirra is more than happy to do the same for her. Once complete Brian lets out a needy whine, “Please, me next.”

Zirra says nothing as she slides off of the bed, leaving Verenice to crawl over and to Brian so their heads are mere inches apart, “Don’t worry, you will be next, eventually,” she lets out a soft huff of pheromones over him. The warmth of Verenice’s breath makes Brian groan out, his hips buck into the air as the bed creaks under him.

“Don’t break him yet love, we still have your plan to see through to the end,” says Zirra as Brian looks over to her as she pulls out a large lugia shaped rubber gas mask with two cylindrical filters on the size. The black mask has purple lenses and pink metal highlights, the hefty mask collapses in on itself as Zirra brings over.

Verenice wiggles her rump in Zirra’s direction as she rests her head on her hands, “I won’t love. I just wanted to see how close he was.”

“And how close do you think he is?” Zirra asks as she climbs onto the bed.

“Very close. It will be darling to see if breathing will do it, or he’ll need a little bit more… help.”

“Breathing?” Brian asks confused.

“Don’t ruin the surprise love,” says Zirra as she unzippers the back of the mask holding it open as she looks over to Verenice, “A little help?”

Verenice sits up, “Sorry, sorry,” she replies as the two grab the rubber mask, spreading it open as they slip the rubber around Brian’s head. The scent of rubber stronger now than ever before as Brian feels the rubber roll across his head, deafening the world around him as it envelopes him down to his neck. The sound of the zipper clicking back close, the mask tightening around his head in the process, is heard through the hood as the two salazzles gently caress the Lugia’s head as the mask steadily inflates and deflates with each breathe. The filter’s hiss as they barely filter out any of the aroma that saturates the room.

The two salazzle girls run their fingers along Brian’s lenses, “Are you ready for the next part?” asks Zirra.

“I’m sure you will love it,” Verenice responds.

Brian only moans, the human deep inside the rubber Lugia under so many influences of lust, hypnosis and anything else that he can’t comprehend anything other than this moment. The human at the moment not even a faint dream within his head but feeling each pleasure through the rubber Lugia suit as if it was his own body. The two salazzles watch Brian moan out for what is next as he hears the metal sound of the two filters being unscrewed.

He watches with curiosity as his mask inflates and deflates ever quicker as they take apart the filters, to reveal a special empty container within the filter. They take the container out and pop the top open where they then take their hidden saucers of their lover’s climactic juices and pour in the liquid till the vail is completely full of the pinky gooey liquid. The place the vials back into the filters, licking whatever juices were left on the saucers while grinding down on Brian as his mind quickly puts the now obvious puzzle pieces together.

His heart beats like a war drum, his body ready to burst as he tries to watch the filters move back down onto the mask as they are steadily screwed into place. As the filters click into position the next breath Brian breaths in is a massive torrential flood of highly concentrated and potent salazzle climactic pheromone juices.

Brian arches his back while screaming out in mind numbing delight, his cock spurts a heavy glob of pre-cum in an almost-but-not-quite-there climax. The hot rubber-like cum splashes onto his chest as the two girls look over to his needy spear and then back at him. Their grins as smug as ever as they stand up and walk nonchalantly and slowly over to his member.

Brian takes in their scent, the two salazzle’s aroma mix heavily into the mask, as they blend in perfectly to push Brian to the edge of the highest high he has ever had. And now he only needed that one last push.

“I was really hoping that would have done it,” Verenice says with a hint of disappointment in her voice.

“I know love, but even the Mistress can’t make everyone climax from her scent. He may not be that susceptible to our aroma,” Zirra says in comfort, just as the two salazzles walk around Brian’s throbbing length, avoiding the mess his member has already made before turning about face to him.

Brian gulps down a lump in his throat. He can taste the two salazzle’s juices on his lips, as his focus shifts constantly between the duo and his throbbing cock. The two salazzles casually glance over at each other and then back at Brian, taking a moment to savor this one moment, this built up helplessness they’ve taken all this time to create, all in the service of Brian’s insatiable delight to be held down and all control stripped away.

It is here at this moment that Brian realizes that not every bondage over one’s self has to be physical. And in that moment the two salazzles lift one foot up each and place it onto Brian’s aching sack. They squeeze on his fat encouraged orbs, which are on the verge of bursting. Zirra and Verenice feel the vibrations from the harness move up their legs, causing their sensitive sexes to twitch in delight, but their attention is solely focus on Brian’s climax and with that they place a hand on Brian’s shaft.

They run their hands along Brian’s length, toying with Brian of that very edge, as their fingers expertly run across the leather straps, stopping just before the cock head as they rub, and rub. They squeeze his rubber length, his cock twitching and quivering as it is just too much for anyone to withstand.

With a deafened moan, Brian’s hips thrust up into the air with such force that the two salazzles much grip the cock and ball harness just to remain on top of him. They lean in as they see his penis bulge out as thick heavy wads of cum shoot up through his length and out over onto him. His balls pull and tense up, squeezing themselves with the help of the two salazzles to drain themselves of any seed they have left within him.

Brian’s ass clenches down hard on the all but forgotten butt plug, using it for all tis worth to squeeze down on his prostate to drain himself of every bit of sexual fluids that his body has to offer. Wad after wad of thick creamy white rubber lugia essence floods over his chest and belly, splashing down over him. The steaming hot seed “burns” his skin with lustful arousal. His body reminded of just how heavily pent up he was, as he was prepared for this moment from his first arousal at the beach.

Zirra and Verenice feel the rush of cum through Brian’s length. They help as needed, not squeezing on Brian’s cock till every climactic thrust and push of his own body to shoot the seed out and onto himself has been expended. There they squeeze and rub his member, pushing out any hidden seed out of his urethra and down onto his body. The two enjoying the utter mess he has made for himself, while his balls ache with a pain that could only be described as, “It hurts so good.”

The two salazzles sensing that Brian has reached the end of his climax lean in and lick across his cum slit, getting just a soft hint of flavor that he had to offer. Zirra leans in and gives one final milk as she takes in a small load hidden within Brian’s cock and before Verenice could react she forces a snowball kiss upon her, sliding Brian’s cum from Zirra’s mouth to Verenice’s all in easy view of Brian to enjoy.

Verenice’s eyes widen in surprise but then she relaxes as she accepts the gift and swallows with a little bit of the lugia’s seed dribbling down the side of her mouth which Zirra happily licks up.

“Not a bad flavor, don’t you think my love?” asks Zirra.

Verenice shakes her head, “Nope. I was concerned it wouldn’t be that palatable. I mean it's not you or the Mistress, but it is better than what I imagined,” she replies.

“I know right? How about we start with some jelly wrestling, now that our wrestling ring has all the jello we need to play,” Zirra says as she head motions over to Brian’s cum covered chest and belly.

“A delightful idea my love,” she replies as they walk over onto Brian’s cum covered body. Their feet spreading the seed around as Brian helplessly breaths in the concentrated scent of the double salazzle climax and with such delight and fever over him, he doesn’t even think that this here, is just the beginning of his wild night with the salazzle mates.