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I followed the baggage handler to my room, and he had me put Mr. Atati’s luggage on the first bed. He said Mr. Atati always used the bed near the closet and the door. I put my bag on the bed in the back, and it was near the bathroom. I followed the handler back to the lobby, and waited for Mr. Atati.
Mr. Atati came out of the dinning room and motioned me to come with him. He led me to his table, just as the waiter brought our food. Mr. Atati had ordered chicken with vegetables, and the waiter brought me a bottle of water. After we had finished, Mr. Atati order our breakfast for the next morning.
Mr. Atati told me he had something to do, and told me to go to our room and take my shower. I saw him go into a gift shop, and I went to our room and got ready to take my shower. I used this opportunity to try on the slave outfit I had been given. I put on the slave outfit and looked at myself in the mirror, and liked what I saw. I was getting turned on looking at myself dressed that way, just as I had been aroused by the black actors dressed that way.
I took off the outfit and hid it before taking my shower. I had just dried off when Mr. Atati returned carrying a large bag with him. He took out a pair of swim trunks, a towel, and a pair of thongs. He then threw the bag down on my bed, and said I would need that tomorrow. I dumped the bag’s contents on my bed containing thongs, a towel, and a swimsuit. I held up the swimsuit and told Mr. Atati, that I couldn’t wear the swimsuit. He told me I could and that I would wear it to the beach tomorrow.
The swimsuit was bright red, a lot smaller than a Speedo. The sides were about one inch wide, the back mostly covered my ass, but the front was skimpy and tight. What little it did cover, still showed the full outline of my package. I just put everything back in the bag and sit it down beside my bed. I thanked Mr. Atati and agreed to wear the swimsuit tomorrow.
Mr. Atati went in and took his shower, and I crawled into bed and quickly fell asleep. I didn’t hear him come out and go to bed, and I didn’t hear him get up the next morning. I guess I was tired from my late night with Aruna and his friends.
We got cleaned up and went for breakfast, and Mr. Atati ask the waiter to bring his boy a bottle of water. He would ask me things that required me to answer with a yes sir or no sir, while people around us could hear everything. I knew this was all part of my loyalty test, so I just accepted the challenge.