Karen and Michelle’s Sad Story

Karen and Michelle’s Sad Story Part 3 Michelle’s Story Chapter 101

Chapter 101: Karen’s Surprising Honeymoon

After the reception for Karen’s and Carl’s wedding, they left with Karen naked in a wire dog kennel with nothing on but her veil, white thigh high stockings and high heeled shoes.  Carl had loaded Karen in the back of a white pickup truck.  That’s the way that they drove through Los Angeles to the docks where the yacht for the Warren estate was docked.  Carl drove right up to the dock where the yacht was anchored. 

During the trip to the docks, Karen was experiencing an internal mental battle.  Though the Karen part of her personality was buried deep with the doggyslut persona in full control, she was quickly coming to the realization that with Carl she didn’t have to be either Karen or doggyslut.  She began to realize that she could be both with Carl and he would accept her either way.  He loved her whether she was Karen or doggyslut and that meant everything in the world to her.  While the truck made its way through Los Angeles, Karen came to realize what she had always tried to deny after her escape.  That was the fact that she was submissive and needed someone to dominate her sexually.  But she also liked being in charge and making things happen which is why she and the Warrens were so successful in business.  She understood now that in truth she needed to be both Karen Miller and doggyslut.  She knew that she could be either or both at the same time and Carl would still love her.  So, as she rode naked and caged in the back of a pick-up truck, mentally she quit warring with herself like she had done for so many years and accepted her doggyslut persona instead of abhorring it.  Karen did something then that the doggyslut part of her couldn’t do anything to prevent.  Karen opened up her heart, mind and soul, accepting that she was both Karen Miller, the successful business woman, and doggyslut, the escaped slave of the organization.  Doggyslut could do nothing to prevent the merging of the two personalities and in truth didn’t fight it because she realized that with the two personalities combined, they were a better woman.  As the truck pulled into the marina, the two distinct personalities became one and the same woman, the woman loved by Carl Antonio Bertinelli.

After arriving at the docks, Carl walked out on the dock and talked to the captain of the yacht to ask for help bringing the luggage on board.  The Captain and crew member followed Carl to the back of the truck.  They were shocked when they saw the wire kennel holding Karen.  He noticed that she was covered with welts from her whipping at the reception.  He immediately asked with a hint of anger, “Are you all right Miss Karen?” 

Karen lifted her head up and the captain saw her smiling more than she ever had before.  Then with a happy lilt to her voice she said, “Relax Captain Max.  This is what I wanted.  Carl is my new husband and MASTER.  I wanted to be brought this way from the wedding reception to cement in my dear husband’s mind just what king of a relationship I desire for our marriage.  Please do as Master Carl says.  He is in charge.”

The captain had known Karen for over eight years and had never seen this side of her.  She had always been very business-like before so to find her like this was very surprising.  But he always followed orders.  He and the single crewmember of the yacht picked up the cage with Karen and carried her to the yacht.  They took her down and placed the cage on the floor at the foot of the bed in the master suite of the yacht.  They then returned to the truck and carried on board the three pieces of luggage that Karen and Carl had brought.  Within an hour, everything had been secured and the yacht left its mooring. They were on their way to a small island, two and a half days away at full speed.

Carl spent the first couple of hours getting a tour of the yacht by the first mate and then talking with the captain.  Finally, he returned to the master bedroom where Karen was still kneeling in her kennel.  He stripped out of his clothes and went to the full bathroom and turned the water on in the large whirlpool tub.  It was large enough to hold two people.  Once the tub was full, he finally went out to the bedroom and took Karen out of the kennel. 

Karen immediately went into a submissive kneeling position in front of Carl.  He took her hand and pulled her up until she was standing in front of him.  He carefully removed her veil and then he knelt down and tenderly removed her heels, setting them aside.  He reached to her left leg and, with a lot of loving caressing; he gently rolled her white stockings down until he removed it from her foot.  He repeated the process with her right leg.

Once Carl had removed Karen’s stockings, he kissed each of her toes.  He progressed to kiss each foot and then kissed his way up to each knee. He continued up each thigh, giving her kiss after kiss.  He placed several kisses on her pubic mound.  He then admired the new tattoo that Karen had above her pubic mound that he had been surprised to see at the wedding.  It was a statement that said, “I BELONG TO CARL ANTONIO BERTINELLI”.  Karen had done it as a surprise for Carl with Sarah’s blessing.  He kissed every letter and then kissed his way up to her tits.  He kissed around her areolas and then on the tip of her nipples.  Finally he stood up and kissed her on the lips.  As he kissed her, he picked her up and carried her into the bathroom.  He stepped into the tub and sat down, setting Karen in his lap.

Carl reached over and turned on the whirlpool and they sat like that cuddling and kissing.  Karen just soaked up the love and tenderness, something that she had never experienced in her life.  She had fucked many people but never really made love.  What they were doing turned her on more than anything ever had before.  Doggyslut by herself could never have appreciated the emotional connection that they were establishing.  But with the two of them merged they enjoyed the full range of emotions and commitment that her present situation presented to her. 

After several minutes, Karen repositioned herself so that she was straddling Carl facing him.  She grabbed his erect cock and sank down on it in one smooth motion.  She used every skill that she had learned as doggyslut, something she had never done after she escaped when she fucked someone.  She rocked back and forth on his cock while squeezing it with her internal muscles.

Because Carl had already cum several times that day by taking Roberta’s virginities, he lasted a long time.  Karen fucked him like that until she had cum twice.  After she recovered from her second cum, she lifted off of him, realigned his cock with her asshole and sank slowly down on it again.  She began to do the same thing with her ass that she had with her cunt.  The extra tightness was enough to finally bring Carl to completion after six more minutes.  Karen could have cum earlier but she had used all of her training she had received as doggyslut to hold off until Carl came.  She waited and waited until she felt Carl swell up and when she felt the first squirt of his little remaining cum she relaxed and let herself cum one last time as the warmth spread within her.  She collapsed into Carl’s arms and again they cuddled. 

When the water began to cool, Carl picked Karen up and stepped out of the tub.  He set her down on her feet, took a towel and slowly dried her off lovingly.  When he started to dry himself off, Karen took hold of his arm to stop him and, without saying a word, took the towel and dried him off, kissing down his body as she did, in the reverse manner that he did to her before their bath.  When she got to the wound from where he was shot she kissed every inch of the large scar.  After that she planted a couple of extra kisses on his cock before she worked her way down to his toes.  Finally, she kissed each of his big toes and then stood back up.  They stood there kissing for a few minutes before finally moving to the bed where they laid down and just cuddled until they went to sleep.

That first night they both slept more peacefully than either had slept in a very long time.  Karen felt safe for the first time since her rape after her prom and it allowed her to feel an intimacy with Carl that was beyond anything she had ever imagined or hoped for.  The next morning she woke Carl up at daybreak with a blowjob.  She took his cock deep into her throat and held it there, letting the muscles of her throat massage his cock. 

Carl just moaned in pleasure from the best blowjob he had ever had.  He didn’t want to cum this way though it was tempting.  He pulled her up off of his rampant cock and brought her up so they could kiss.  He reached down and pulled her legs across so that she was straddling him and guided his cock into her sopping wet pussy.  As he sank his cock into her juicy cunt, he hugged her tightly to him.  They kissed for a few minutes before he broke the kiss and whispered in her ear, “I want kids; lots and lots of kids.  I want you to stop taking the pill.  I’m going to keep you barefoot and pregnant until you can’t have any more babies.”

Karen was beaming at what Carl said.  She wanted his babies.  She had feared that he wouldn’t want them at their age.  Being in her mid-thirties, she knew that she wouldn’t be able to have too many but she would give him as many as she could.  She moved her mouth to his ear and whispered back, “I want your babies too baby.  I quit taking my pills during my last period.  That was two weeks ago.  I should be at my peak of fertility right now.  I love you more than life itself my love, my master.”

Knowing that Karen was fertile was enough to push Carl over the edge and he began to cum.  Realistically, they couldn’t tell when Karen became pregnant but she would swear many times in the future that it was that morning on the boat as they made love after waking up.  She would say to all of her fellow slaves later on that she could feel her egg being fertilized.  After they both recovered, they got up and took a quick refreshing shower. 

After the shower, Karen started to put on her new string bikini that she had bought just for their honeymoon.  Carl watched her for a minute and then with a mischievous smile he said, “Did I say you could get dressed slave?  You aren’t allowed any clothes on until we dock.  When we aren’t in here making mad passionate love you are to be sunning on the deck, giving the captain and his crew a hard on.  If they proposition you, then you have my permission to take them up on their offer, only they can’t fuck your sweet juicy cunt.  That belongs to me until we know that you are pregnant.  Now go!”

Karen slipped the bikini bottoms back off and then with a giggle she followed Carl out onto the deck of the ship. When they came up, the first mate was the first to see her and took a sharp intake of breath.  He couldn’t believe he was seeing Karen Miller, the business woman who had been so professional on every other trip she had been on with them, coming up on deck naked as the day she was born.  He was amazed at the tattoos and piercings she had on her as well.  He would never have believed it if someone had told him she was like that under all of those clothes she wore.

Karen went out on deck, carrying nothing but a towel.  She went forward and laid the towel down and then lay on it, right under the window of the        pilothouse.  It was a good thing that they were on auto pilot because the captain would have definitely gone off course when she came out naked.  He admired Karen’s beauty and then the skewers going through her tits caught his attention.  He wondered how she could stand to have something like that driven through her flesh.  He couldn’t imagine her doing it voluntarily either and no surgeon would do anything like that.  He left the cabin and went up to Karen and asked, “Is everything all right ma’am?  You aren’t being forced to be like this, are you?”

Karen lifted her head up with a big smile on her face.  She was pleased that the captain was concerned for her well-being.  She got up on her elbows to show off her tits to the captain, looked him in the eye and said, “It couldn’t be any better, Captain Max.  Thanks for being concerned though.”

Captain Max shook his head in disbelief and said, “I’m sorry to bother you ma’am but it’s just you coming to the dock naked and in that cage and then coming up here on deck naked and… and with those spikes or whatever they are in your breasts.  It’s just so out of the ordinary for our experience with you ma’am that I had to make sure everything was okay.”

Karen brought her hands up to her tits and pulled on her nipple rings, teasing the captain and said, “You mean these little things.” 

The captain was at a loss for words and shook his head.  Karen then moved her hands to the skewers and gently pulled on them saying, “Oh then you must mean these then.  They are a gift from my mistress.  They are so she can hook me up to her pony cart if she wants to.”

The captain was confused so he said, “Your mistress?  I thought this Carl was your Master.”

Karen giggled and then said, “Relax Max.  Carl is my husband and Master but Sarah is my mistress and my true owner.  She has allowed Master Carl to marry me and I couldn’t be any happier than I am right now.  Do you see anything you like?” 

Karen was staring at Captain Max with a sultry look that he had never seen on the usually very professional woman.  He couldn’t believe she was offering herself to him.  She had never done that before.  Finally he got control of himself and said, “Ma’am, there is nothing about you that any man wouldn’t like.  But as captain of this boat, I can’t entertain the thought of doing anything with you.  You’re my boss and it just wouldn’t be right.  I run a very professional ship here and won’t stand for anything that could sully your or my reputation.  Enjoy the sun, because I am most definitely going to enjoy the view.  I’m glad we’re going to the island.  The girls there are going to be in for a little extra excitement when me and Jimmy get to port.  Have a good trip, ma’am.”

Karen lay back down with a bit of sadness at the captain’s rejection but she wasn’t going to let it ruin her good mood.  The business professional in her understood why the captain refused but she was still disappointed.  She had Carl though and that made her world complete.  Anything else was pure gravy.

Carl came up to the pilothouse and stood with the captain. He had given Karen a bit of time to interact with the crew in her naked state.  When he came up, he was surprised that the first mate was busy working and the captain was just climbing into the pilothouse.  He climbed the steps up to the cabin and stood next to the captain and admired Karen lying naked on the front bow of the ship.  He looked at the Captain who was staring straight ahead with frequent glances down.  He said, “She’s a beauty, isn’t she?”

The captain answered quietly with pure lust in his voice, “Yes she is,” then he turned to Carl in surprise.  He hadn’t heard him come into the cabin. He took a sharp intake of breath and said, “Sorry sir, but I didn’t know you were there.”

Carl said, “That’s not a problem Max.  She’s yours if you want her.”

Captain Max shook his head and said, “As I told your wife, I can’t do that.  I can’t have sex with my employer.  It would make things just too uncomfortable.  I am going to enjoy the view though.  I do have a question though.  What’s with those big stakes in her tits?”

Carl sighed and answered, “I know. They are ugly aren’t they?  But her mistress demanded that she have them and Karen won’t take them out for anyone or anything until she allows her to take them out.  As I understand it, her mistress was very mad with her when she made her get them.  She uses her as a pony girl occasionally and she hooks the sulky up to those skewers as if they were her bit.  Other than that I can’t give you any more information.”

Captain Max said he understood, though he didn’t really.  All he could think of was that whoever this Mistress Sarah of Karen’s was she was definitely someone that you didn’t want to mess with.  He would have been shocked if he had made the connection that it was fourteen year old Sarah Warren, daughter of his original employers before they died.  Finally, he nodded his head at what Carl had said about them being ugly and said, “That’s the only flaw that I can see.  She’s pure physical perfection, even with all those tats and markings.  She is obviously one kinky lady.  You’re a lucky man to be married to her.”

Carl simply answered, “Yes I am.”

The rest of the trip consisted of Karen either lying out in the sun under the pilot’s cabin, giving the captain a good view or in bed with Carl making mad, passionate love.  She stayed naked until they pulled into port when she finally dressed in a sexy black dress that plunged between her tits to her navel and left her back bare. 

When they got to the dock, there was a crowd of women standing there to greet them.  They were all dressed in tunics like you might find in ancient Greece or Rome.  Standing right at the end of the dock was a tall English man dressed up in a black suit with a white shirt and bow tie.  He wore what looked to be a black leather bellman’s cap.  As they approached him, Karen spoke up first and said in a rapid fire manner, “Hello Alfred.  You’re looking good.  Where is Master Roberto?  He usually meets me when I arrive. He’s okay, isn’t he?”

Alfred’s manner never changed from the stoic professional manner that he always presented.  He simply answered, “Master Roberto is indisposed at the moment and has asked that you and your husband join him in his library.  Leave your luggage here.  Our staff will take care of it for you and put it in your room.  Please follow me.”

Alfred turned and started walking to the waiting buggy.  It was pulled by a pair of beautiful white stallions.  They got into the open buggy on the back side facing forward and Alfred sat on the opposite side facing them.  The driver of the buggy was a young, muscular Asian man of about nineteen dressed in nothing but white shorts.  As soon as they were seated, the driver whipped the horses with the buggy whip and they proceeded up the road to the mansion that was on the other side of the island next to a cliff overlooking the ocean.  From the veranda of the mansion, you had a beautiful view of the ocean and the setting sun. 

As they rode along, Karen turned to Carl and said, “Wouldn’t it be wonderful if this carriage was actually pulled by a team of pony girls?  With the things that Master Roberto does here I’m surprised that he hasn’t done that.  It would be sexy as all get out seeing the girls clopping along in perfect step, their asses swaying and the bells tinkling.  It would be a perfect scene for a master or mistress coming here with their slave and it would set the mood immediately upon their arrival.  That’s what I’d do if I owned the island.”

Carl was amazed at what Karen was saying.  The first time he had seen a pony girl was at the wedding.  He had no clue that there were people that did that kind of thing.  He had to agree that it would be kind of cool to watch a team of well-toned and well trained women dressed like Aminda and Michelle had been, pulling the carriage.  He nodded his head at what Karen mentioned and said, “It would definitely get me going.  That would be sexy as hell.”

After about twenty minutes they arrived at the mansion and the buggy stopped in front of the steps leading up to the front porch.  The porch was a circular porch and came out about twenty feet from the front door.  There were two large Greek columns on either side of the stairs leading up to the porch, one next to the steps and one halfway between that one and the wall of the house.  The front door was a double hung solid mahogany door.  There was a large lion’s head doorknocker in the center of each door. 

Alfred immediately disembarked from the carriage when it came to a stop and he helped Karen and Carl down.  He turned to the driver and said, “Don’t go far Kim.  We may have need of you in a bit.  I’ll let you know when it is time to go.”  He turned to Karen and Carl and continued, “Follow me please.  The master is waiting.”

Karen and Carl followed Alfred as he opened the left door and let them in.  After he closed the door, he led them to the left of the grand staircase that came down from the second floor.  It had a large oak banister coming down each side and widened out as it approached the first floor.  The last four steps were actually curved outward with a small landing on the fourth step up from the floor.  Carl was stunned by the beauty of the place.  It was obvious that the mansion had been around for many years and had been well taken care of.  They continued to follow Alfred until he arrived at a pair of oak doors that had a stained glass oval in the center of each with an eagle in attack depicted in the glass.  Alfred opened the door and stood back.  As soon as the door opened, Karen gasped in shock and exclaimed in an anguished cry, “Master Robertoooooo.”  She immediately ran to him and fell to her knees in front of him, grabbing his hand and putting her cheek to it and cried.

Carl was stunned at the slip of a man that was sitting in the large overstuffed black leather chair facing the door.  Karen had told him about her many experiences with Master Roberto and had expected a tall, well-built man that commanded respect when you saw him.  This man was gaunt and ashen, looking like he was on the edge of death.  He slowly made his way up to Karen, took her hand and helped her stand.  He led her to one of the similar overstuffed chairs in front of Master Roberto to the left and he took the one to the right and sat down.  Karen was still crying so Carl spoke first saying, “You must be Master Roberto.  I am Carl, Karen’s new husband.”

Roberto took a deep labored breath and said, “And Master.”  He turned to Karen and said, “Dear Karen.  Please stop crying.  I need to tell you something very important and I don’t know how long I’ll have.”

Karen just kept on sobbing and couldn’t get herself under control.  Finally Roberto said as sternly as a dying man could, “DOGGYSLUT, get control of yourself now.”

Karen was shocked.  Master Roberto had never referred to her by that name.  He had seen the brand on her pubic region during many of the times she had come there in the last ten years but he had never asked about it.  But the way he used it showed that he knew it was her real slave name and that brokered no argument from her.  When a master called you by your slave name you responded immediately.  She immediately got out of the chair and knelt in a slave’s position and fought to control her sobs.  It took her a supreme effort but in a few seconds she was kneeling there, letting just a sniffle or two through once in a while.

When she was quiet, Roberto ordered, “You may get back in the chair if you think you can control your crying.” 

He waited for a few moments and was about to speak when Karen finally got up and sat demurely in the chair, sitting on the front of the chair with her back straight and her legs close together, her palms lying face down on her thighs.  She looked down at the floor.  It was too painful for her to see what was left of the magnificent and caring man she had known as Master Roberto.  After she assumed her position, Roberto said, “Look at me Karen.  I want to see you this last time as I always have.  I want to see your beautiful eyes as I tell you what I have to say.  It is very important and will be the last thing I do.  You see, I have been sedated the last few days because I have stomach and colon cancer.  It’s even invaded my esophagus.  I should have died by now but I have fought to stay alive until you came.  It was very important to me that I get to talk to you before I die.  I didn’t want you to read it in a letter.  That would have been too impersonal.  Are you ready to listen now?”

Karen looked at Roberto who was staring into her eyes with a love and respect that she had never recognized before.  After a short pause Karen responded, “I’m ready master.”

Roberto took a labored breath and said, “The only reason I’m sitting here right now is because I received an epidural of a very powerful anesthetic just before you arrived at the house.  My nurse anesthetist that I hired helped me out here so I could meet you.  I may have twenty or thirty minutes before the pain gets to be too bad again.  So please don’t interrupt me.  I have always admired you Karen.  From the first day you came to me for a week vacation as a slave I knew there was something special about you.  I found it easy to lose myself talking with you.  Most guests that arrive I visit with for a few minutes to an hour before I have them taken to their rooms, but with you, even that first time, I found I could talk with you about anything and everything and was so comfortable doing so that it reminded me of the only person I ever loved in this world.  And yes I’ve known that your true slave name was doggyslut since that first time you came.  Not the first couple of days while we chatted away, though I knew you were somehow familiar to me.  But when we spent that third day in the dungeon and I saw your Coch Organization tattoo and all of your tattoos and brands, I knew without a shadow of a doubt that you were the escaped slave that the organization was looking for.  You see I knew that because I am a member of the organization.”  He paused for a moment.

Karen’s face went ashen as he said that.  She had done a lot of research on this island and had found no connections that would even hint at any ties with the organization and here Master Roberto was a member.  Carl tensed up and looked like he was about to leap out of his chair and attack Roberto.  Roberto took another labored breath and continued, “Relax Karen… Carl… If I was going to turn her into the organization I would have done it ten years ago when she first came to me.  I need to tell you a story so you’ll understand. 

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It all started before I was born.  My grandfather had one son who he sent off to college at Oxford when he finished high school.  While he was at school he met the love of his life and they had a quick and torrid affair before he asked her to marry him.  She quickly accepted and they were married there at a chapel close to the college.  Well, back then they didn’t have birth control pills and had to rely on condoms or the rhythm method.  Neither of them wanted dad to wear condoms so they relied on the rhythm method and I was the result. 

Mom was about three months pregnant when they returned after their graduation that spring.  Everyone was excited for them and grandpa immediately fell in love with mom.  Grandma didn’t like her much though.  She thought that she was stealing her baby. 

The head cook was a young woman in her mid-thirties and was a French trained Master Chef.  I don’t know how my father came to hire her but she was a fantastic cook.  She always went to buy supplies once a month but no one had told her about mom and dad coming and that this was the first time that mom would be meeting the family.  She wanted to fix a celebratory meal and demanded to be allowed to go get the supplies for a special feast in their honor.  Grandpa thought that was a grand idea so he gave her some extra cash and told her to get what she needed and to buy her something nice with what was left over. 

The Chef took the half day trip to the Mexican town the island always got their supplies from and went to do her shopping.  As was her way, she left an itinerary of her destinations with the captain of the boat.  When the supplies for the feast arrived at the boat the captain didn’t think anything of it since she had indicated she was going shopping afterwards.  When she didn’t show up a couple of hours later, they knew something was wrong.  The captain and his first mate took the itinerary and left one man to watch over the boat.  They started at the store she bought the food at and they told him she had headed to the dress shop that was the next on the list of the itinerary.  When they got to the dress shop, the owner said that she hadn’t seen her.  They retraced their steps, stopping at each shop along the way and asking people if they had seen her.  They came up empty every time. 

It was as they were crossing an alley that they heard someone moaning as if they were in pain.  They rushed down the alley and behind a dumpster they found her laying there naked.  Her nose was broken and bleeding, both eyes were swollen shut and turning black and she had bad bruises on her stomach and bite marks on her tits.  She was covered with cum as well and it was obvious that she had been raped by more than one guy.  They helped her up and between the two of them they covered her as much as they could with their shirts and then supported her as they made their way back to the boat.  They didn’t even bother to try and get the police because they knew that they wouldn’t do anything about it. 

Once the captain and first mate got the chef to the boat, they immediately started administering first aid.  The captain of the boat was a very astute man and knew that she needed more medical attention than they could give so he hurried off the boat and went to the local hospice.  He talked a nurse that he knew into coming along with them.  She was only too happy to help out after he explained what had happened.  They quickly made it back to the boat and immediately set off for the island. 

The nurse was very good and was able to stabilize her as they went.  After they arrived back at the island, they loaded her up on the truck and drove to the mansion instead of taking the usual carriage ride which she loved.  For the next few days, they took care of her and she recovered from the rape.  The only man she was ever comfortable with alone after that was my grandfather.  I think deep down that she loved him and may even have been his lover on the side before this incident.  Anyway, it turned out that she became pregnant from the rape.  There was no such thing as abortion being readily available back then so she had the baby. The chef had a beautiful baby girl three month’s to the day after I was born.  Her name was Angelina and she and I grew up to be great friends. 

Since my dad and mom had graduated college, my grandfather started turning over running of the island and his finances to them since they were trained to do that.  That allowed Angelina and me to grow up together.  We did almost everything together and even at a young age we would talk about everything.  Neither one of us had a secret from the other. 

Angelina and I were inseparable.  We shared everything.  We went exploring together and got in trouble together.  We were so close that we might as well have been twins.  We lived a very happy life, completely ignorant of everything I just told you.  Angelina had no idea that she was the result of a rape.  She only knew that her mother loved her.

When we turned six, we were thrust into a situation that bonded us together like nothing else.  We went with our parents on a boat ride to pick up supplies and then do a little Christmas shopping.  We were about half way there when a much bigger boat approached us.  When they fired a shot across the bow of our boat, my mom told us to go down into the cabin and hide in the closet.  I took Angelina by the hand and we rushed down into the cabin.  Angelina tried to keep on going to hide in the closet but I insisted that we stop at the bunk. 

A few days earlier I had gone down to the docks with grandpa.  He went to talk to the captain and they got to talking so I snuck on the boat to do a little investigating and play.  Angelina was in bed sick so she didn’t come down with me.  While I was investigating, I found a secret compartment that no one else apparently knew about.  I think now that it was a smuggling compartment for smuggling booze or some other contraband.  I decided that I would keep it my little secret so I could surprise Angelina with it sometime in the future. 

Anyway, back in the cabin I lifted the mattress enough to show what appeared to be a slab of wood.  When you looked at the wood under the mattress there were three screws on each of the long sides and two on the short sides.  I reached down to the edge and pushed down and it clicked and released.  I grabbed the edge and pulled it up to reveal a hollow empty space.  I helped Angelina into the space and had her lie down.  I got in, took the time to hold the mattress so that when I closed the lid it would look normal and got down myself.  Once it was closed, I saw that there were levers that corresponded with where the screws had been.  They could be turned to lock the lid so it couldn’t be raised.  From the outside you would need a screwdriver to turn them but from inside I could grab ahold of the clamp and easily twist it.  I turned them all to lock the lid closed on all sides and hoped that they didn’t figure it out.

Once the screw clamps were all in the locked position, I turned to Angelina and cuddled with her and whispered to her to just breathe and be quiet no matter what happened.  I explained to her that they couldn’t find us if we stayed quiet.  About a minute later, we heard the big boat dock with us.  Right after that we heard six loud pops.  We didn’t know what had happened right then but our parents and the crew had just been shot by a bunch of pirates.  They proceeded to take everything of value from the boat.  We heard many footsteps above us and soon we heard them in the cabin. 

I could feel Angelina shivering in fear in my arms but she stayed quiet like I had said.  They really searched the cabin well too.  I heard one of the guys say in Spanish, “I swear I saw a couple of kids on the deck.  One was a sweet looking little red head that I’d love to get my hands on.” 

We both knew that he was talking about Angelina.  We just hoped that they wouldn’t figure out where we were.  We heard the mattress being torn from the bed and he pounded on the lid with his fist.  Fortunately with the clamps closed in the locking position the lid was held tightly and didn’t act like it was loose.  Each time he pounded on the lid, Angelina and I both jerked a little in fright but kept from screaming or making any noise.  Finally, they gave up and as they left, the other guys razzed them about seeing things. 

After a couple of hours, we stopped hearing noise but I was too afraid of getting out in case they might still be there.  After another hour, we heard the scraping sound as the boat that had come alongside of us undocked and pulled away.  We could hear the engine of the boat as it started up and it gradually got quiet. 

We stayed like that for several hours, afraid of getting out and being caught.  We figured that if we didn’t hear anything from our parents then it was better to stay hidden.  I don’t know how long we had stayed in there but I know I peed in my pants twice and she peed several times as well.  Finally as we heard nothing but dead silence and the waves of the ocean slapping the sides of the boat I told Angelina to stay there and I would check on things.  If I didn’t come back then she was to stay there and pray for someone to come rescue her. 

I unlocked the clamps and slowly pushed the lid up.  I saw total carnage in the cabin.  They had taken everything of value and strewn everything else on the floor.  The closet in particular had the doors just hanging from a single hinge and the shelves all knocked out.  I stuck my head out of the cabin door and saw mom and dad and Angelina’s mom lying face down on the deck in a pool of blood that came from a gaping wound in their heads. They had made them lie down on the deck and then shot them in the back of the head execution style.

I moved up to the pilot’s cabin and found the captain dead with a rifle next to him and ammunition strewn all over the cabin.  The two crewmen didn’t have any firearms in their possession and all I can figure is that they were overwhelmed so fast that they didn’t have time to get the rifles and load them so that they could fight.  When I entered the cabin, I was shocked at all of the blood and the dead bodies.  It was barely light out but I didn’t have any sense of direction and didn’t know whether it was turning to night or the beginning of the day.  I didn’t know how to read any of the instruments on the boat so I couldn’t tell what direction we were facing and the clock on the wall had been taken so I couldn’t see what time it was. 

While I was standing there trying to figure out what to do, I did hear someone calling on the radio.  They said a bunch of numbers, then the name ‘Arcadia’ and then ‘Please respond’.  I knew that our boat was named the ‘Arcadia” so after hearing that over and over as I took in everything around me I finally picked up the microphone and said crying, “This is Roberto from Calderon’s Island.  We have been attacked and my friend and I are the only survivors.  I don’t know how to operate the boat.  Everybody is dead.  Please help us.” 

I was a bit panicky and on the verge of crying uncontrollably but I knew I had to hold it together for Angelina.  They told me where to look for our position and through tears I read them the longitude and latitude of where we were.  As far as I knew, it could have been the pirates again but I was desperate and hungry.  They said that help was on the way and to hold tight. 

I searched the boat for food and only found a small can of nuts that they had dropped while taking everything off of the boat.  I took them back to the cabin and lifted the lid to our secret hiding place.  I took a handful and handed the rest to Angelina.  I told her that help was on the way but that I thought it was best for her to stay hidden just in case.  I would watch out for the boat and would get her when I thought it was safe. 

About four hours later, a boat that I had seen before approached us.  It had obviously been dawn when I came out as it hadn’t gotten darker but lighter over what had to be several hours.  We had been hidden in the hold for the better part of a day. 

As the boat approached, I saw grandpa standing on the bow waving.  I waved back and went down and got Angelina.  I told her to never tell anyone where we hid.  We would keep it as our secret hiding place just in case.  She had a death grip on my hand as she agreed.  I fixed the lid so that it was as we found it and went up on deck. 

Angelina immediately ran over to her mother and fell on her crying.  She knew that she was dead the minute that she saw her.  I wanted to do the same thing but I had to be strong for her.  I went over to her and held her as she sobbed and cried. 

Grandpa was the first to get on the boat and come to us.  He gently pried Angelina away from her mother and helped us onto the other boat.  A couple of men got on our boat and they followed us back to the island.  We were taken to the cabin of the rescue boat.  They made us get on separate bunks in the small cabin but when they left, Angelina immediately came over to me and joined me in my bunk.  We held each other and cried on each other’s shoulders. 

That’s how grandpa found us when we finally got back to the island in the middle of the night.  That night they tried to put us in separate rooms in the mansion but we both threw a fit and refused to be separated.  Grandpa had mercy on us and put us in my room for the night.  We quickly fell into a fitful sleep. 

For the next couple of days the island was a flurry of activity but the mood was very somber.  We found out why on the third day.  They had a funeral for my parents, Angelina’s mom and the crew of the boat that had been killed.  I don’t remember much about the funeral other than both Angelina and I cried the whole time because we both knew that we would never see our parents again. 

After the funeral, grandfather took us back to the mansion and told us that he and grandma would raise us.  He also said that Angelina was as much a part of the family as I was.  We still refused to be separated so he let us stay together in my room.  Days turned to months and we still stayed together in the room.  Grandma tried to get him to separate us several times but we continually refused and grandpa didn’t press the issue.  Grandma died of a heart attack a year later so that left Grandpa, me, and Angelina. 

The reason I’m telling you all of this is that I want you to know what Angelina meant to me.  No one else on this earth even knows who she was and I can’t die without someone knowing how much she was loved. 

After grandma died, grandpa never did try and separate us again.  We grew up together sleeping in the same bed from then on.  After we recovered from the grief, we would lay there facing each other, talking for hours on end about anything and everything.  We had bonded even closer than we were before by our shared tragedy and experience. 

As we grew older and began to enter into puberty, we began to explore one another in sexual ways.  We had never been told that sex was taboo so we just followed our natural impulses.  She really started it first since she started puberty about a year ahead of me.  Anyway, by the time we were old enough to go to middle school, we were doing everything with each other but having actual sex. 

We were taught on the island up to middle school.  After that we were sent to a private boarding school.  I don’t know how grandpa was able to do it but he got us both into a school that allowed us to stay in the same room.  We didn’t stay in the normal dormitories though.  We actually stayed at the headmaster’s house. 

The headmaster wasn’t a pervert or anything because he never tried to do anything to us but I think he got his kicks out of catching us doing things with each other and then spanking us.  I hated the spankings he gave us with that large wooden paddle hanging on the wall over there.  But Angelina decided she liked it.  She would moan in both pain and obvious pleasure whenever he paddled her.  By then I could tell whenever she was excited plus she told me afterwards that she would almost cum when he paddled her. 

After a paddling we would be made to stand in the corner for an hour and then sent back to our room where we would be right back in each other’s arms fooling around.  By then you couldn’t stop us and she was always so hot afterwards she could hardly stand it.  It was after one of those spankings that we finally did it. 

It was about halfway through our eighth grade year that he caught us really going to town on one another.  We had recently figured out how to sixty nine with each other and we were busy pleasuring each other when the headmaster came in and pulled us out of our room naked.  We both had been about to cum when he did it too.  He spanked Angelina first and had only given her a couple of spanks when she came hard.  Her body went tense as a board and she screamed out like I had never heard her scream before.  It scared the poor headmaster to death and he quickly sent us back to our room.  As soon as we were alone in the room, we were attacking each other with more passion than we had ever done.  That is when we took the final step and actually made love.  I won’t call it fucking because Angelina and I could never just fuck.  We loved each other too much. 

After that the headmaster quit spanking us and didn’t check up on us anymore.  He just let us alone to do our thing.  We made love every night after that.  It wasn’t until high school though that we tried anal.  We were inseparable and always arranged to have the same class schedule in school when we could.  As time went on, we fell more and more in love with each other and also began to explore our sexuality together. 

Grandpa was able to arrange for us to live in an apartment away from the school when we went to high school.  We went to a fancy prep school in England and I’m sure grandpa paid them a healthy sum to get them to allow us to live together like that.  We had a car pick us up every morning to take us to school and return us after school. 

On weekends, we were on our own.  Angelina asked me to tie her up one night and then do whatever I wanted to her.  We found that she loved to be bound and soon I was tying her up in different positions.  We always made mad passionate love afterwards.  After a few months, we began to make love during the times she was bound.  We progressed to her being bound and then spanking her until she came and then when we made love she would cum and cum again as we did it together. 

By the time we were in college, we were fully into BDSM but were too ashamed to tell anyone.  It was our senior year of college that our neighbor heard me through the thin walls of the apartment one evening while I was spanking Angelina.  He talked to me the next day and asked me about it.  He assured me that we weren’t alone when I started to get defensive and he told me that he and his girlfriend did it that way all of the time.  He invited us over to try and do some things together. 

I told Angelina and, to my surprise, she immediately said yes with the proviso that it didn’t bother me.  I told her that I knew that she loved me as much as I loved her and that if it excited her then it excited me. 

Well that night was an eye opening experience for us.  They were in a real master/slave relationship and when we first walked in she was kneeling by his chair naked with a collar on her neck and a leash rolled up on the table behind her.  She had nipple rings in her nipples and a ring in her clit.  She also had a red star inside a sun ring tattooed on her chest below her tits.  She was blushing terribly when we got in.

After we got over our shock, we introduced each other and she served us drinks as he told us all about their relationship and that he was her master and she was his slave.  He said that he belonged to an organization that consisted of a group of people worldwide that did these kinds of things.  They seemed nice enough and friendly so we started doing things with them. 

Angelina told me that she loved being tied up and humiliated.  She loved feeling used sometimes.  She said that as she entered puberty she began to fantasize about those pirates finding us and then raping her and making her do all kinds of nasty things.  She was aware that it was a fantasy that she would never try to actually live out but by doing things like this with others, she was able to experience something close to it. 

We met regularly with that couple until we graduated from college.  We even stayed in touch with them after we left as we had become good friends.  When we returned to the island, grandpa turned the operations of the island and the finances over to us.  I was the business management graduate and Angelina was the finance graduate. 

A couple of years after that, grandpa died of old age and left the island and everything to us.  Grandpa really didn’t have any type of business on the island that brought income.  He simply lived off the investment income from the money he had inherited from his father who was the original owner of the island.  After Grandpa died, we decided to take our love of BDSM to the next level and turn the island into a resort where people could come from around the world and experience their favorite sexual fantasy whatever that may be. 

Since we were outside of any country’s national boundaries we were essentially a country in our own right.  I went to the international court in England and filed the necessary paperwork to create the island country of Phantazein (The ancient Greek word for fantasy) Island.  It took several years but we were finally able to get the island declared a country. 

After that, we started recruiting women from all over the world that would be willing to come to the island and work as sex workers.  We advertised in all of the underground papers we could find out about.  That’s why you see people from every race here.  None of these people were slaves but were considered employees of the Company we created.  It took us a few years to get the island set up the way we wanted with a full dungeon and the ability to serve just about every kink that was out there. 

We were finally able to open for business at just the right time.  It was the era of free love in the US during the sixties.  We had a lot of young people that came here to explore their new found sexuality.  A lot of them stayed on as employees when they found how open and free we were about sexuality here.  You could walk just about anywhere on the island and you could find a couple in the middle of fucking. 

We started advertising in underground magazines about people being able to fulfill their fantasies if they came to our fantasy island.  I think the inspiration for that show in the 70s came from our little operation here.  Anyway, as we started to entertain our guests, we got close to a few so Angelina asked if she could do things with them.  I, of course, let her since I could refuse her nothing.  She always came back so happy and fulfilled that I was happy for her. 

By that time, we wanted to have kids.  We had been fucking since we were in the eighth grade and by then we were both thirty.  We hadn’t been using any type of birth control during that time but she never became pregnant.  We visited the best doctors and they couldn’t tell us why we couldn’t have kids.  They recommended we adopt.  We couldn’t bring ourselves to give up trying to have a child of our own so we decided to implement a rule on the island.  It was actually suggested by a couple of guests with a pregnancy fetish.  We called all of our workers together and told them that they were no longer to take precautions to keep from getting pregnant.  We explained that if they did become pregnant we would ensure they got the best medical care.  We also told them they could keep the child if they wished and raise it here on the island and we would consider them a part of the family and feed them too. 

We established rules so that no one would take advantage of the children.  Things of a sexual nature were not to be kept hidden from the children though.  If they asked questions then they would be given the truth about all things sexual.  The most important rule was that a child could choose when they became sexually active.  When they were ready, they were allowed to choose who the first person they had sex would be.  They weren’t forced to participate in the activities going on in the island. They were allowed to decide when they were ready, if ever.  If they decided that they wanted to leave when they came of age then we would allow them to leave freely.  We lost several of our workers when we made these rules but they were soon replaced by women and men who agreed to them.

We finally wrote the couple we were friends with in college and told them about our little operation we had going.  They came out and spent a month with us and it was just like old times.  Over that month they talked us into applying for membership in their organization.  They convinced us that if we did, that would open our operations to a steady flow of clientele.  We had the money so we paid the membership fee and applied with me as the master and Angelina as my slave.  We didn’t list anyone else as members and didn’t list our business with them as an organization operation.  I wasn’t about to expose my employees to something without them knowing full well what that entailed.  If they found out about the organization and then wanted to join then I would help them but no one ever asked to join. 

We were immediately accepted based on our friends’ recommendation and, as he predicted, we started getting a steady flow of clients and a lot of return clients.  Angelina got her organization tattoo like she was supposed to but I didn’t brand her.  I did have her get a tattoo of a skull and crossbones on her pubic mound to mark her as mine.  We both agreed that symbol symbolized more than anything how we came to be who we were. 

It was in the early 80s that things happened that changed everything.  Up until that time we never had a problem with any organization member going overboard with one of our workers.  That all changed when the head council of the organization decided to have their meeting on our island here.  The president and the members of the council at that time were particularly cruel.  I came to understand later that the president had essentially murdered his way to the presidency and then hand-picked the members of the council. 

The first few days the head council was here was strictly for business meetings.  We gave them a private room to meet in and we took care of their every whim.  Every night each one had a different worker come in and tend to them.  Each morning that worker would barely be able to make it out of the room and most had to stay for a day or two in the clinic to recover.  I constantly pleaded with them to take it easy on the workers but they ignored me. 

It was the next to last night that the president of the council came up to my wife with me there and said he was going to take my wife for a little fun.  I knew what they had done to the other women and I wasn’t going to allow him to take my Angelina to torture to near death.  I told him that she wasn’t a worker and that I would not release her to him for the night.  He said he didn’t care and started pulling Angelina as she struggled to get free.  I immediately ran at him I was so angry.  He moved faster than anyone I’ve ever seen before or since.  Before I knew it, I was on the ground gasping for air from being punched in the Adam’s apple and the solar plexus.  Angelina ran over, fell on top of me, and begged him to stop. She told him that she would go with him. 

I felt so powerless and insignificant because I couldn’t stop the man from using my wife.  He took her and not only did he fuck her but he tortured her unmercifully.  He whipped her over her entire body and put pins in her most sensitive areas.  I could do nothing but listen and wonder what he was doing to her and how badly hurt she would be when he finished.  I was especially fearful when things finally went totally quiet in the early hours of the morning.  When he came out of the room that morning, I rushed in to see what he had done to the love of my life.  He had literally beaten her from head to toe with a baseball bat when he was done torturing her.  She was hanging there from her hands and every bone in her body was broken.  She was barely alive when I entered the room.  I quickly took her down and held her as she died in my arms.  I cried like a little baby as she died. 

I had lost the only woman that I had ever loved and my heart died at that moment.  I was filled with rage and ran out of the door yelling the Organization President’s name.  When I came up on him, he had a pistol in his hand and was pointing it at my head.  He told me then that my reaction the night before led him to take his anger out on my slave.  If I knew what was good for me, I would just let it go or he would kill me and then take over the island and kill everyone on it and make it an organization property.  I told him I would leave the organization then.  He, of course, said that if I did then I and everyone on the island would be killed immediately and they would take over.  He even cocked the gun to emphasize his point.  I collapsed to the floor totally unable to do a thing.  If it were just me then I would have happily let him take my life so I could join my beloved Angelina.  But he had threatened to kill all of the innocent people on the island and I couldn’t have that.  I let the man go and promised myself that someday I would get back at them for what they had done.

…………………………………

I had to wait a long time but I finally read in the organization notices about a young woman who had escaped the organization called Karen Mitchell, slave name doggyslut.  They even sent a picture of you with all of your tattoos and brands visible.  I promised myself that if I ever could, I would help that girl in any way that I could.  Imagine my surprise when you came to visit me that first time a little over five years later. 

I would have helped you anyway but after talking with you that first night, it felt like I was talking with my Angelina again.  That’s why we spent the next day just talking and getting to know one another.  I couldn’t tell you that I knew about the organization because I knew that you wouldn’t come back.  I wanted back what I had lost with Angelina.  I wanted a woman I could open up to, talk to, and feel at peace with.  When I confirmed who you were, I knew that I would keep your secret and, if necessary, help you hide from the organization. 

I investigated everything about you and watched your rise in the business world.  I cheered on behind the scenes and invested in the company that you worked for and was essentially a behind the scenes partner.  You made me a very rich man, Karen.  I followed everything about you and kept watch of the huntsmen posts to keep up with what they knew of you.  If they had indicated in any way that they had found you and were going to make a move on you then I would have warned you. 

Imagine my surprise when I see in the news that the FBI is taking down a small group of the organization.  The first clip I saw I immediately recognized your daughter.  She looks just like a younger version of you. I feared for her life and was starting to try and put together a rescue operation but you were way ahead of me.  The next thing I knew there was a full out international manhunt for anyone having anything to do with the organization.  I got all of the international notices since we are officially listed as a country.  I, of course, am the president of the country. 

I was cheering you on as I heard of take down after take down.  I even gave Interpol all of the information I had on any organization member anywhere in the world.  I’m sure that I was able to help with the international side of the takedown though my ability to help in the US was limited. 

The thing I am saddest about is that I missed the attack that injured your youngest daughter Sarah.  I knew from shortly after I started investigating you that the Warrens had adopted your second daughter.  When the attack happened, I was in the US getting test after test run on me to find out why I had a hard time keeping food in my stomach.  That’s when I was first diagnosed with cancer.  I would have contacted you immediately if I would have known they were going to attack your estate.

I learned of the final attack that happened recently after the fact.  The huntsmen that were left had gathered for a final meeting and didn’t publish anything on the net before the attack so there was no warning.  After that, everything went silent and I feared for you.  I wasn’t about to contact you in case it would expose you.  I just hoped that you would contact me for a visit as you usually did. 

Since that first attack, I’ve been through a couple of operations and chemo therapy.  Nothing has worked and I was supposed to be dead weeks ago.  I refused to let the cancer beat me though, at least until I had a chance to see you one last time.  I almost didn’t make it but here you are, and with a new master who is also your husband, a man that loved you enough to take a bullet for you.  That is the kind of love that I had for my Angelina. 

My Angelina and I never did have any children for some reason.  I don’t even have any close relatives to consider leaving all of this to.  So, after considering how much you reminded me of my Angeline and because you did something I only dreamed of by taking down the organization, I am leaving my Island and the entire operation to you.  I know that with your business sense and abilities that you can keep it going and maybe make it better.  George and Ed, will you come out please?”

George, Roberto’s lawyer and Ed, Karen’s lawyer both came out with a pile of papers in each hand.  Roberto turned to Karen and said, “I took the liberty to contact your lawyer ahead of time to come to the island and help make sure that we do this so it can’t be contested in any way.  That is why he missed your wonderful wedding, a wedding I wish I could have seen.  Ed, will you sit down with us here and explain things to your client?”

Ed pulled up a chair and a small table next to Karen and had Carl come over to watch and listen.  He explained everything to her and showed her where to sign to transfer the property of the island, the ownership of the business, and finally, the transfer of authority as president of the island.  Before she signed the presidential authority document, she looked at Roberto and said, “I’m not at liberty to stay on the island at the moment.  I have to get my daughter through school and am the guardian of my second daughter as well.  I can’t just uproot them.  How can I sign this and assume authority as president of the country?”

Roberto gave a hint of a smile and pleaded, “This place will run itself.  I have a good staff and you can delegate authority to people to take care of certain things.  With the ability to do internet meetings, I’m sure that you will be able to manage them and take care of any problems.  Please do this for a dying man.  I love this island and the people here almost as much as my Angelina.  I feel that you are the only person in the world I could leave everything to.  Please, I beg you to agree.”

Karen was just able to hold back her tears at Roberto’s pleas for her to sign.  Upon Edward’s assertion that everything was in order, she signed all of the documents.  When she was done, Roberto said, “Now, for your first bit of business.  There were four organization Masters and Mistresses who had visited our island previously and thought they could come here to escape the manhunt for them.  They brought their slaves with them when they came.  Three of them had tortured workers to death during a past visit.  The law on this island is basically an ‘eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth’.  As soon as they arrived, they were drugged and then bound.  When they awoke, I sentenced them to the same exact fate of the workers they had tortured to death.  There were plenty of volunteers to carry out the verdict and punishment.  There was only one of the four that had never been to the island before so she is being held bound in one of the rooms upstairs.  There are seven slaves you need to determine the status of and I left it to you to pass verdict on the young mistress.  Alfred, please bring the slaves in for President Karen.

Alfred left the room and, as he did, Roberto continued, “Alfred has been an indispensable part of my operation for many years.  I haven’t paid him much but he has always stayed with me, no matter what.  He has run the operation for the last few months while I was so sick and in my drug induced coma.  He will do a good job running the place in your absence or until you find someone to be the Chief Operating Officer of the corporation.”

Roberto winched as a sharp pain hit him in the stomach.  He bent over in his chair and Karen rushed over to hold him as the spasm ran its course.  Finally he sat up, panting for breath and said, “The epidural is wearing off.  I’m afraid that I don’t have much time.  Alfred can tell you anything about the island you want to know.  The island is yours now.”  He looked at Carl and said, “Carl, I know you are an honorable man.  Love Karen as I loved my Angelina.  Love her with your entire soul and take good care of her.”

Carl softly said, “I will” as Roberto cringed in pain.  Roberto raised his hand to the side and waved toward the wall as if there was someone there, beckoning them to come to him.  A moment later, a panel in the wall opened and a beautiful woman dressed in a white nurse’s dress came through pushing a wheel chair.  As she approached, Roberto said, “I wish I had more time Karen but the pain is too much.  I will be incapacitated in moments.  That panel is simply a doorway to my bedroom.  My nurse practitioner will take me now.  You will not see me alive again, Karen.  Once I’m back in my bed, she will give me a final shot that will put me to sleep forever.  Alfred knows what to do after that.  I have made all of the necessary preparations ahead of time so don’t worry.  He will help you through everything.  My final request is that you tell my workers about my Angelina and me.  I want them to know the whole story.  I could never bring myself to tell them everything.  You will meet them all at my funeral service tomorrow at dusk.  When Alfred returns, please tell him that I said it was time.  Doggyslut… As my last command, you must be strong now.  I forbid you to cry until you are alone with your master tonight.  You must now be the strong, confident and poised Karen Miller that I have come to know and love.  In the next few days, the people of this island are going to need you.  We are all a family here and my passing will be taken hard.  You must be there for them and comfort them.  I want you to know that in another life, I could have loved you as I loved my Angelina.  I know that you will be a strong and just matriarch for my people.” 

When he had said everything, Roberto weakly lifted his arm and the NP took it and helped him up.  She supported him until he was in the wheelchair.  Karen could see the intense pain that he suffered as he moved.  She watched as the NP pushed him to his room.  She struggled not to cry and, like the good slave she was, she stood confident and poised as he had commanded.  But she couldn’t help a tear or two from escaping and running down her cheek. 

The NP pushed Roberto into his bedroom, closing the door behind them.  Just after the panel closed, the door to the study opened and Alfred walked in with the seven slaves.  He had purposely waited until he heard the hidden bedroom door close before he entered.  Karen took a deep breath to steady her nerves and wiped the tears from her eyes.  She knew that she had to present the strong businesswoman persona that she had maintained through her career as head of research for so many years. She took a deep breath and turned towards the approaching slaves that Alfred was leading in.  She simply said, “Alfred, President Roberto said it is time.”

Alfred quickly gave a slight nod of his head as he led the slaves in front of Karen and stopped them in a line, shoulder to shoulder, facing her.  As soon as they stopped, they immediately assumed the proper slave’s position that had been so ingrained in them as slaves of the organization.  Several of the older ones eyes opened in shocked surprise as if they recognized Karen.  After they were all kneeling, facing Karen, Alfred bowed to her and said, “Ma’am, The three blondes were slaves to the same master.  The tall one next to them belonged to one of the masters and the short one belonged to his daughter who is in custody upstairs.  Once you have made your decisions here I will take you there to decide her fate.  The two young ones were the slaves of another master.  I now have some things to attend to for the next few minutes.  I will return shortly to ensure that your decision concerning these slaves and the mistress in custody is carried out.  May I be excused, Ma’am?” 

Alfred stood back up and waited briefly.  Karen knew that he was establishing who was in charge for the slaves’ benefit.  She quickly said, “You are excused, Alfred.”

To Karen’s right were three young women that had the same straw blonde hair and striking blue eyes.  Their features were so alike that they could almost pass for twins.  The only thing that was different was that they looked to be about three years apart in age. The measurements for all three of them were 36C tits, 24 inch waist, 34 inch hips.  They were all five feet, eight inches tall.  Next to them, going to Karen’s left, was an auburn haired, brown eyed woman that looked to be in her late twenties or early thirties.  She was six foot tall and very slender.  She had 34 D tits, a 23 inch waist and 34 inch hips.  Her long hair hung down to the top of her ass. The girl beside her was a short black haired beauty with a pixie cut and hazel eyes.  She stood five foot even, with large 36EE tits, a 21 inch waist and 32 inch hips.  Next to her was a young preteen girl of about eleven or twelve that was just starting to develop.  She had thick brown hair and grey eyes.  She had just a hint of swelling where her tits were developing, a 20 inch waist and 24 inch hips.  She was about five foot one inch.  Finally, to Karen’s far left, was a small girl of about eight or nine years of age.  She had strikingly long red hair that went to the middle of her back and had vibrant green eyes.  She was extremely cute with freckles across her nose and cheeks.  Otherwise, her skin was a very pale color. 

Karen looked at the slaves and said, “I must inform you that your masters have been sentenced to death and the execution carried out for previous crimes they committed when visiting here, except for the one mistress that is in custody to be judged for any crimes she has committed.  You are here now so that I can determine your fate.  I need to know who you are, how long you’ve been a slave and what your desire is for your future.  I will tell all of you that you need to decide whether you want to be free, in which case, I will give you a small stipend for the first year to get you started and send you to your destination of choice so that you may live your life as you desire.  You may also elect to remain here on the island as either a free worker or continue as a slave of the island.  If you make either of those choices, you will be well cared for.  If there is something else that you desire to happen then please make the request and, if it is in my power, I’ll make it happen for you.”

Karen looked at the three blondes and ordered, “Tell me your story and what you want to do.”

The oldest of the three beautiful blondes spoke up and said, “You’re doggyslut, aren’t you?”

Karen answered, “Yes, I am doggyslut and once was a slave to the organization.  But, as you can see, my fate has been truly blessed after my escape.”

The older blonde looked at her sisters and smiled.  She turned back to Karen and said, “You are a hero to my sisters and me. A lot of the slaves in the organization that worked for the hunters would tell all of the slaves they met whether you had been caught or not.  You gave us all hope that we too would someday escape our cruel masters.  We were always told that no slave had ever escaped the organization but we slaves knew better.  You gave us all hope.”

Karen was surprised that the organization slaves had kept track of her over the years.  She blushed a bit at the unabashed admiration that the older slaves showed in their faces.  Finally she said, “Thank you.  I never knew.  I only wish I had the strength to act earlier to bring the organization down.  But that is in the past.  The organization has been totally eliminated for all intents and purposes.  Now let’s hear your story.”

The oldest of the sisters said, “My sisters elected me to speak.  We have been slaves our entire lives.  Our mother was master’s slave.  When he found out that she was dying of cancer he had a doctor harvest her eggs so that he could have them fertilized and put into another slave as a surrogate.  An accident at the clinic caused all but one of the eggs to be damaged.  To hide his mistake, the doctor fertilized them and then when they had gone into two divisions, he separated each of the four cells of the embryo.  He then froze three of them and took the nucleus out of the remaining cell and injected it into a just fertilized egg that he had removed the nucleus from.  He implanted the new egg into the slave and I was the result.  The next three cells he just thawed and removed the nucleus and inserted it in a prepared egg when master wanted a new slave.”

Our master never knew what had happened that first time.  He began to suspect something the second time because my sister looked just like me as a baby.  She was born two years after me.  The third embryo didn’t take but the fourth one did.  After she was born, master knew that the doctor had done something that wasn’t kosher because she looked just like we did.  He compared the baby pictures and they all looked like the same baby, which we were genetically.  He confronted the doctor and he told master what happened.  When we were all old enough to understand together he told us what happened.  My name is Mary and I’m 30, my second sister is Mariah and she is 28 and my third sister is Marie, she just turned 25.  Our mother’s name was Mary and because we were all that was left of her he named as after her.”

She looked at her sisters as if for reassurance that they both still agreed with their decision.  They both nodded yes so she turned to Karen and said, “We know that master was cruel.  As a matter of fact, we suspect that mother didn’t actually die of cancer but was tortured by master until she couldn’t recover and that’s why he had her eggs harvested.  We each have experienced him at his worst so we understand why he was sentenced to die.  We each would have killed him or ourselves if we could have in order to get away from him but he never allowed us the opportunity.  We were kept in cages at all times except when he was playing with us.  Even as children we were kept in cages.  Growing up this way we don’t know any other way to live and have decided that we love it here.  We have felt so free and the people are so friendly that we can’t imagine going anywhere else.  It’s like heaven here for us.  We agree to be slaves of the island and will do as you instruct us, Mistress Karen.”

Karen thought for a few moments and then remembered her comment about pony girls to Carl when they first arrived.  She quickly made her decision and said, “I think this island needs a bit of a change after suffering for so long under the boot of the organization.  When my master and I arrived, the first thing I thought was how much nicer it would be to ride in a carriage pulled by a team of pony girls.  That would speak more than anything about the nature of the island and the fantasies that we try to fulfill.  Since you have decided to become slaves of the island then you will be our first pony girls.  You will initially be taken to our estate in California where you will be trained by two escaped pony girl slaves of the organization.  One of them is my daughter Michelle and her friend Aminda.  They will turn you into proud pony girls.  As a pony girl, you will not have to fulfill any guest’s fantasy unless you wish to.  I promise you that as one of our pony girls that you will be pampered like you have never experienced before.  You will never live in a cage again unless that is your desire but you will live in a barn.  If the current barn isn’t suitable then I’ll have a new one built.  I want you to spend as much time with the horses as you can between now and when we leave for California.  Watch the mannerisms of the horses and try to copy them in your actions.”

All three girls answered, “Yes mistress.”

Karen then turned to the tall auburn haired girl and asked, “What is your story?”

The tall young woman said, “My name is Wilma Silverton and have been a slave of the organization for six years.  I was kidnapped during spring break of my senior year of college at Montana State University in Bozeman.  It was my last semester before I graduated with my degree in Animal Husbandry.  My parents own a kennel breeding large breed dogs and a stable breeding Arabian and Morgan horses that is about twenty minutes north of Great Falls, Montana.  I was going to take over the operation of the ranch when I graduated from college.  I was engaged then to a guy that had graduated the year before.  He had a degree in marketing and had a good job in Billings.  The Friday before spring break, I finished up early and decided to drive to Billings and surprise my fiancé. I got there about nine in the evening.  I had a key to his apartment so when I got there I let myself in.  I was surprised that there was no one in the living room of the apartment.  I thought he might have gone out to a bar or something.  I went back to his bedroom to put the clothes in my suitcase away.  When I opened the door, I was shocked to find my fiancé in bed with another guy.  They were locked in a 69 and didn’t see me.  I finally found my voice and yelled, “It’s over, Gary.  I don’t ever want to see you again.”  I felt totally betrayed as I ran out of his apartment.  I threw my suitcase in the car and just drove off.  I must have driven around Billings in a state of shock for an hour.  Finally, I decided to go home.  I wasn’t thinking straight and forgot to fill up my gas tank before I left for home.  I was about half way to Great Falls on state highway 200 when I ran out of gas.” 

Wilma paused for a moment as she remembered the horrible events that led to her enslavement.  She continued after a few moments, “There was no one for miles around and it was after midnight.  The closest town was twenty miles away.  I sat there and cried my heart out.  Towards the end of two hours only one car drove by but didn’t stop.  About a half hour later, the county sheriff, Glenn Sinclair came from the opposite direction.  I explained my situation and he put me in the back of his car.  I was so tired that I fell asleep in the back seat.  I woke up when the car started going down a bumpy gravel road.  I asked him what was going on but he wouldn’t talk to me.  He drove on that road for a half hour until he reached a ranch.  We were met there by the man that became my master, George Albertson.  When the sheriff pulled me out, he immediately handcuffed me.  He held me while master tore my clothes off my body.  I screamed at them to leave me alone but he just slapped me over and over until I shut up.  Once I was naked, he turned me around like he was appraising livestock.  He told the sheriff that he had done well.  The sheriff told him what had happened and that my car should have been removed from the highway by then.  He told him that no one would ever know what happened to me.  Master bent me over the hood of the car and raped me from behind.  After he came, he let the sheriff fuck me.  After that, the sheriff left and I was put through hell by master and his oldest daughter who had just finished her junior year in high school and had returned home from school in Washington.  They made me do all sorts of disgusting things.  I tried to escape once but they were thirty miles from their nearest neighbor and they had dogs that could track you.  As soon as they discovered I was gone, they released the dogs.  There were six of them.  They followed my trail and when they caught up to me, they forced me down on my hands and knees. I was naked and the six dogs started fucking me until they were sated.  After that, they herded me back to the ranch house.  All master did was ask me if I would ever try to escape again.  I never did try to escape again after that.” 

Wilma paused to fight back tears caused by the memory of her failed escape attempt.  She looked back at Karen and said, “I want to finish my degree and go back to my parents ranch and take over operation of their breeding operation.  I don’t know if I can turn my back on my submissive side though.  I’ve been a slave for so long it seems to be a part of me.  If I do take over their operation, then I’ll be isolated and I’ll always live in fear that I’ll be abducted and raped again or worse.”

Karen nodded her head in understanding.  She asked, “You said that they bred large breed dogs.  What breeds do they breed?”

Wilma answered, standing a little more proudly as she said, “They have three breeds; the Irish Wolfhound, the English Mastiff and the Saint Bernard.  They sell them all over the world.  They train them from the time they are puppies and won’t sell them until they are trained to the new owner’s specifications.  I was involved in the breeding operation from the time I was in middle school.  I won a lot of 4-H competitions while I was growing up.”

Karen nodded and said, “I will send you back to school to finish your degree.  I would like to buy all of your dogs and horses.  We had over fifty large breed dogs until the last attack of the organization hunters on our estate.  They killed all but about a dozen of our dogs.  We also lost our trainer so it would be wonderful if you would come to work for me as my dog and horse trainer.  Initially, I will have you work at our estate in California but you will also provide dogs and horses for the island here and for anyone else.  You may keep your ranch or sell it as seems best for you.  You will not be a slave to anyone but you’ll be around people who are into the lifestyle so that if you have the desire to be dominated then you can do so without fear of being harshly judged.  Would that be satisfactory to you?”

The girl answered, “God, yes.  How much would you pay?” 

Karen answered, “Your base salary would be $50,000 a year but you would get 25% of the sale of every dog or horse that you trained that is sold.  If you train someone’s dog or horse for them, that money would be all yours.”

Wilma quickly said, “I will do it then.  Thank you.  It’s more than I ever dreamed of.”

Karen turned to the short, brown haired woman and asked, “Tell me about you.”

The girl said, “I’m Amber Jewel.  I’m eighteen and had just started my first semester of college at Montana State University – Billings this fall.  I resided in the dorm and the senior resident in charge of our floor was Virginia Albertson, George Albertson’s daughter.  She was also the president of one of the Sororities and invited me to join.  I hadn’t planned on joining a sorority but she had befriended me and made my adjustment to being away from my parents for the first time a lot easier so I decided to do it.  During rush week, we did a lot of stuff but the final challenge was a nude scavenger hunt across campus at midnight.  I didn’t think anything of it since I wasn’t a prude or anything.  Before the hunt, we all had to drink a big glass of their special alcoholic punch.  Little did I know that the bitch had drugged mine.  I was the first to go and the others would start at ten minute intervals.  They would keep track of the time for each of the ten girls rushing.  I was going from Cisel Hall to the Science building when I went through a bunch of trees.  By then I was stumbling pretty badly from the drugs that they had given me.  I must have passed out because the next thing I remember is waking up in the back of a county sheriff’s car. It was the same sheriff that had abducted Wilma.  He had apparently been waiting for when I would pass out so he could abduct me.  I was still groggy when I woke up because of the rough road we were on.  It was the gravel road leading to Master Albertson’s ranch.  My reception there was every bit the same as Wilma’s.  It was that weekend that Mistress Virginia came home.  She was horrible.  She made me eat her out, suck her dad off and have sex with the animals.  If I refused to do anything, she would whip me until I gave in and did what she wanted.  Sometimes she would whip me for no reason at all.”

Amber looked down as she shivered from the memory rushing into her mind as she continued speaking in a softer, sadder tone.  She had another slave about the same build as me that she had abducted from the university a year before I was abducted.  The poor girl was horrifically scarred from her beatings and whippings and other tortures.  After I got there, Virginia decided to use her as an example to show me what my future would be.  She tortured her in ways I could never imagine.  She nailed her tits to a large wooden table.  Then she took her hands and stretched them out in front of her and nailed them to the table as well.  The girl was screaming in pain and begging for mercy but Mistress showed her none.  She then took a single edged razor blade and began to cut her over and over.  She carved designs in the poor girl as she screamed in agony and bled.  When she tired of that, she took a large one inch wooden rod that had barbed wire wrapped around one end.  She forced it up her vagina and fucked her with it over and over until blood was streaming out.  The girl began to beg her to just kill her because she was in such agony.  Virginia wasn’t done though.  She forced that same rod up her ass and tore it up too.  The poor girl passed out from the pain and loss of blood.  Mistress wasn’t done with her though.  She had a big Belgian draft horse tied up to a fence a few feet away.  She ordered Wilma to suck him hard.  I was shocked when Wilma didn’t hesitate or protest.  I guess that they had beaten any will to fight out of her since she had been with them for so long.  When that horse’s cock got hard, it was a good two and a half feet long and three inches around at the tip and increased in width until it looked like it was about eight inches in width at its thickest.  When he was hard, Virginia led him to the tortured girl and coaxed him up onto the table.  She woke her up with an ammonia capsule and then guided the horse’s rock hard cock to her bloody cunt and inserted the tip in.  She slapped the horse hard on the ass and the horse lunged forward.  The girl screamed as the horses cock sank farther into her than I thought possible.  The girl screamed even more as the horse started fucking her.  That cock was going all of the way into her and I knew that it had to have ruptured her insides.  The force of the thrusts tore the nails out of her tits, ripping them apart.  As the horse fucked her, blood was pouring out of her cunt and even coming out of her mouth.  I was horrified at what I was seeing and frightened out of my wits.  I watched as the girl started going into her final spasms before she died.  When the girl was dead she pried the nails out of the girl’s hands and let the dogs at her.  We had to watch as those dogs began to devour her dead body.  I hate that evil, sadistic bitch.  My life has been pure hell for the last couple of months and I never believed that I would ever see my parents or younger brother again.  I’ve dreamed of going home ever since I was abducted.  I just want to go home to mom and dad again.  I don’t want to have anything to do with this perverted lifestyle.”

Karen answered, “When Alfred gets back, give him your information and we’ll have your parents meet you when we return to California.  The same thing goes for you, Wilma.  They’ll want to meet you as soon as possible I’m sure. Tonight you’ll be allowed to call them and let them know that you’re alive.” 

Karen looked at Amber and said, “I would ask that before you judge us harshly that you imagine how you would be if you had been used and abused like you were for several years rather than a couple of months.  Imagine that you were forced to participate in another person’s torture and murder.  Imagine how that would have changed your psyche. I’ve been free of the organization for many years yet everything I have done or accomplished has been influenced by my experiences with the organization.  I tried to turn my back on my submissive side that they drove into me from some of the most overwhelming and horrific abuse that a person can experience.  Most of us here are permanently marked both physically and psychologically by those experiences.  I can honestly tell you that I only recently came to terms with my submissive side and recognized that I can be both strong and independent when I want to be and submissive to my Master or mistress when they want me to be.  I hope that you are able to recover from your abduction and enslavement but if you can’t, you are always welcome here to give your submissive side what it needs without going back to the lifestyle.  I wish you luck.”

Karen turned to the young tween girl next to Amber and said, “What about you?”

The girl sniffed back a tear and rubbed her eyes.  She had been silently crying since she had been told her master was dead.  She looked at Karen and said, “I…I…I’ve never known anyone but master.  I don’t have anyone.”

Karen got down on her knees and hugged the girl and then lifted her chin up to look her in the eyes.  She asked, “What’s your name?”

The girl answered, “Sarina.”

Karen asked, “Sarina, would you like to stay with a loving family that doesn’t treat you horribly like your master did?”

The girl silently shook her head yes.  Karen said, “We will find you a family here if we can and if we can’t then my Master and I will adopt you.”

Sarina looked at Karen in surprise and asked, “You will adopt me?”

Karen said, “If there is no one here that will adopt you, yes.”

Sarina answered, “I don’t want anyone else.  I want to be your daughter.  I know you will treat me nice.”

Karen looked at Carl who had been a bit startled at the turn of events.  But he understood and quietly nodded his head yes.  Karen turned back to the girl and said, “Sarina, welcome to my family.  Master Carl has agreed that you can become our daughter.  You are no longer a slave so you can get up and sit in one of the chairs.  That goes for you too Wilma and Amber.  You don’t need to kneel here like slaves anymore.”

The two young women got up and walked over to a couch and sat down with Sarina.  Karen turned to the young redheaded girl and asked, “What’s your name.”

The girl looked at Karen and said, “My name is Dawn Green.  I was taken two years ago.  My parents had taken me to Disney World for my seventh birthday.  It was the best experience of my life but on the way home we were in a very bad car crash with lots of cars.  I know we were in Georgia when we crashed and I remember seeing a sign for Pinehurst but that’s all.  Mom and dad were badly injured and trapped in the car.  The people who came to help us got me out first.  One of them was taking me to an ambulance when one of the other cars blew up.  The guy that was with me, told me to wait by the side of the road and then rushed to the car that was on fire, since he was the closest to be able to try and save the people in it.  While everyone was focused on what was happening with the burning car, a man came up to me and took hold of my hand.  He said he was going to take me to the ambulance.  He walked to a car parked along a road that was next to the interstate and put me in the back seat.  I was so worried about my parents that I didn’t think about the strangeness of this man taking me to a plain car instead of an ambulance.  We had been driving about fifteen minutes when I finally asked him where he was taking me.  He said he was taking me to the hospital in a town up the road a few miles.  He said I would be reunited with my parents at the hospital.  Before we got to a town, he turned onto a dirt road and traveled about ten minutes until he came to an old farm house.  He put me in his basement with Sarina.  He did nasty things to us and made us do nasty things to each other.  He hurt us a lot too.  I want to go back to mom and dad.”

Karen asked, “Do you know their names?”

The girl nodded her head and said, “My mom’s name was Rose and my dad’s was Dan.  That’s what I heard them calling each other.  I don’t know if they are alive or not.”

Karen nodded and said, “Where did you live then?”

“We lived in Chattanooga.” The girl answered.

About that time, Alfred entered the room and waited just inside the door.  Karen glanced at him and then looked back to Dawn and said, “We’ll have you give all of the information to Alfred and we’ll help reunite you with your parents if they are still alive.  Until then, you will stay with the women that you’ve been with since your master was killed.  You are free to go sit on the couch for now.”

Karen stood up and then looked to Amber and said, “Amber, I want you to come with me.  I have to pass judgment on your mistress and I think that you should be the executioner of any punishment you decide.  Alfred, take us to this mistress you’re holding in custody.”

Karen turned to Carl and asked politely, “Would you please stay here with our young guests, Carl?  I think it best if we don’t leave them alone at the moment.” 

Carl quickly smiled and quipped, “Of course, my dear President.  Your wish is my command.”  He bowed as they did in the old Victorian England.

Karen quickly caught on, curtsied, and said, “Thank you, dear husband.”

Karen beamed as she turned.  She started to head for the door with Amber following.  She stopped, turned around, and ordered, “Mary, I want you three to come with us.”

Karen then turned and followed Alfred out the door with the four women following.  They went up the stairs to one of the rooms.  Alfred took a key ring out of his pocket and unlocked the heavy door.  They walked into the room.  It was painted a drab green color.  Opposite the door was a large window that went from a foot above the floor to a foot below the ceiling and was about three feet wide.  Along the right wall was a queen sized canopy bed that looked to be over a hundred years old.  On the right wall was an old oak roll top desk with a small antique fan on the top.  Between the desk and the far wall with the window was a young blonde woman of about twenty three sitting on a chair.  She had black high-heeled shoes on, lacy black panties and bra and had her hands bound behind her back with white nylon ropes wrapped around her body and arms above her 36 C tits and below them.  She refused to look at them as they entered and just stared out the window looking angry and put upon. 

Karen had the three sisters wait in the hall and entered with Amber and Alfred.  Once they were inside the room and the door was closed, Karen ordered, “Stand up and face me, Virginia.”

Virginia turned her head towards Karen, recognized her as the escaped slave doggyslut and then turned her head back to stare out the window as she announced with more confidence than she felt, “I don’t take orders from a slave.  When my father gets here, he’ll make you pay for what you’ve done.  You’ll die a thousand deaths and will be begging him to kill you before he lets you die.”

Karen expected something like this.  Most of the masters and mistresses she had dealt with in the organization were arrogant and cruel.  Karen put on an air of authority that she had learned over her years as a leader in a large company.  “Alfred, stand this bitch up in front of me for judgment.”

Alfred moved to the girl and yanked her up by her arms and then forced her over until she was standing in front of Karen.  When they stopped, Virginia was standing two feet in front of her.  As soon as Alfred stepped back a step, letting her go, Virginia spit in Karen’s face.  Karen was seething inside from what the girl did but she just calmly stared into her eyes as she wiped the spit from her face with a handkerchief that was handed to her by Alfred. 

Karen shook her head as she said, “You just don’t get it, do you Virginia?  You are a prisoner here.  Your father has been executed for crimes committed against workers here during previous visits.  He received the exact same treatment that he gave the women he tortured to death.  Now, the only reason that you are currently alive is because you had not committed a similar crime on this island.  But you have committed them back home in Montana.  As I see it, you have three choices.  I can take you back to Montana where two of your former slaves will testify to your murderous crimes there.  If convicted, you will receive the death penalty.  Your second choice is that you could choose to be put to death here.  Because you haven’t committed a crime here, I would allow it to be a quick execution.  Your final option would be to stay here on the island as a slave to the island.  You will be made into a pony girl.  When you aren’t pulling pony carts you would be a slave to all of the inhabitants of this island.  Regardless of which choice you make, you will be punished by Amber here for your crimes against her.  Because you didn’t permanently harm her, I won’t allow her to permanently harm you.  If you refuse to make a decision then I’ll make one for you.”

Virginia paled from the shock that Karen knew about her torturing girls to death in Montana.  But she quickly realized that Amber had told her about the girl she tortured to death in front of her as an example.  She began to look around like a trapped mouse looking for a way to escape.  She now understood the feelings that her victims had when she abducted them.  Finally, her shoulders slumped in defeat and quietly said, “I don’t want to die.”

Karen stared into Virginia’s eyes until the girl looked down.  When she did, Karen said to Alfred without moving her head, “Alfred, strip this slave naked.  She is never allowed to wear clothes other than her pony gear.  She is to never be left alone until we return to California where she will be properly trained as a pony girl.  Until she leaves and upon her return, she will live with the horses in the barn.  The triplets will be her guards until we leave.  But until then, do you have any whips or other types of devices here that we can use?  It’s time for her to receive her retribution for what she did to Amber.”

Alfred quickly moved behind Virginia and tore her bra and panties off.  There was nothing she could do to fight him off the way she was bound.  When she was naked, he turned and pulled the roll top of the desk up.  Lying on the desk top, were several whips, some nipple clamps, and various dildos.  One of the sets of clamps had a control with wires attached to it.  There was a dildo with the wired set that had metal bands on it that could be wired to the clamps. 

Karen turned to Amber and said, “I know that she tortured you for months but you and I know that you don’t want to spend that much time with her.  We will stay here and watch you punish her for one hour.  You may use anything that is on the desk. Just don’t permanently injure her.”

Amber smiled and walked to the desk.  She took a moment to look the things over.  She wanted to inflict as much pain as possible in the time she had.  She picked up the electrical clamps and walked over to Virginia.  As she reached up to her former Mistress’ tits to grab her nipples, she said, “You tortured me with clamps like these for hours.  I think it’s only fair that while I punish you that you feel the pain they inflict.”

Amber pinched and twisted Virginia’s nipples, eliciting a few groans of pain from her victim.  When she was satisfied that they were hard enough, she attached the alligator clamps.  Next, she reached down and ran her fingers through her former mistress’ cunt until she found her clit.  She was surprised that Virginia was sopping wet.  She pulled her hand out and held it up in front of her nose and said, “I can’t believe you’re getting off on this.  You’re a disgusting bitch.  Let’s see how a little pain works on you.”

The former slave reached down again and grabbed hold of Virginia’s rather large clit.  She squeezed it as hard as she could.  Virginia groaned in pain but her cunt told the lie.  She got even wetter.  Amber attached the alligator clip to the engorged clit and then grabbed the dildo that went with the set.  She forced it into the prisoner’s sopping cunt.  Amazingly enough, Virginia let out a gasp of pain as the dildo was forced into her tight virgin cunt.  Amber was surprised that the dildo would cause her that much pain going in so she pulled it out and saw the blood on the dildo’s sides.  She smiled as she realized that she had just taken her former Mistress’ cherry.  Happily, she attached the wires to the clamps and dildo and then set the controls to their maximum setting.  She pressed the button and smiled as Virginia screamed and shook in agony.  As she did, she taunted her former mistress, “Ohhhh… Thank you for saving your cherry just for me.  Hahahahahaha!”

Karen and Alfred were a bit surprised at the revelation that Virginia was a virgin.  Karen thought that Amber being able to be the first one to take her former Mistress’ virginity was pure justice.  She and Alfred watched as Amber spent about ten minutes shocking Virginia over and over again.  Finally Amber tired of shocking her and set the control to automatic with the settings at their highest.  She went to the desk and found a three foot long quarter inch bamboo cane.  She had experienced the kiss of the cane many times at Virginia’s hands.  She looked over to Alfred and asked, “I would like to cane her ass but don’t want her to try and run away.  Can you hold her, Alfred?”

Alfred said, “Yes Ma’am” as he walked up to Virginia.  He forced her to bend over and then held her there.  Amber stood to the side and with all of her strength she swung that cane.  It caused a loud crack as it left a white line across her buttocks that turned to pink and then a deep red.  Virginia screamed and danced but Alfred held her upper body tight.

Amber loved the result of that first swing and spent another ten minutes caning Virginia over and over until the prisoner’s bare ass was a solid dark red color with a few spots where a drop of blood oozed.  During the caning, the clamps and dildo continued to shock her at quick, regular intervals.  When Amber was done, she asked Alfred, “Is there a way to hang the bitch from her arms?  I want to whip her and watch her dance like she made me dance.”

Alfred didn’t say anything as he untied the ropes binding the sobbing Virginia.  She didn’t struggle.  She was so exhausted from the caning and continued shocking that she didn’t have the energy.  Alfred lowered a rope from the ceiling that had a hook on the end.  He uncuffed Virginia’s hands from behind her and cuffed them again in front of her.  He lifted them above her and hooked them over the hook.  He pulled the rope up until she was on the tip of her toes.  He tied the rope off to a hook on the wall.  He then turned to Amber and asked, “Is that satisfactory, Ma’am?”

Amber smiled and replied, “More than satisfactory, Alfred.”  Amber watched for a moment as Virginia jerked regularly from the shocks.  The prisoner was obviously getting acclimated to the constant shocks because she wasn’t screaming anymore.  Amber picked up a cat-o-nine tails from the desk.  The straps of the cat were made of heavy leather and had seen a lot of use over the years. 

Amber stepped up to Virginia and, after a couple of practice swings, she began to whip the prisoner.  Over and over again she whipped her.  She took special delight in whipping her victim’s beautiful tits.  Virginia’s screams from the pain increased as she was struck over and over.  For the final thirty minutes, Amber whipped her former mistress.  Finally her hour was up.  Karen announced, “That’s enough, Amber.  Your time is up.”

Amber gave a last couple of swings and then dropped the whip.  She stood there and, after a few moments, she started sobbing.  Karen went up to her and led her out of the room.  As she did, she ordered, “Alfred, take the bitch down.  Put shackles on her feet with a short chain between them and handcuffs on her wrists.  You can leave the clamps and dildo on her until the battery wears out.  I’ll be back in a minute.”

Karen left the room with a very subdued Amber in tow.  As the door closed, Alfred was already lowering Virginia.  When they were in the hall, Karen hugged Amber as she sobbed her heart out. Finally, she asked, “What’s wrong Amber?”

Amber sobbed for a few moments more and then, through her sobs, she said, “I’m no better than her.  I wanted to hurt her.  I enjoyed hurting her.  I wanted to keep hurting her forever.”  She started sobbing again.

Karen hugged Amber and rocked her gently until her sobbing had lessened enough that she would pay attention.  Karen pushed her away until she was at arm’s length.  When she had Amber’s attention, she said firmly but with as much compassion and understanding as she could, “Amber, you are nothing like her.  She took your future away from you.  She took you away from your family.  She killed a girl in front of you just to make you afraid and she has tortured you unmercifully for the last few months.  She had everything you gave her coming to her and more.  Should she receive the death penalty for what she’s done?  Probably so.  But just think of the justice of her being treated like nothing but livestock for the rest of her life.  Her future will be nothing more than life as a human horse.  She will be the slave of all of the island’s pony girls.  She will have to do whatever they want of her for the rest of her miserable life.  You, on the other hand, get to go home to your parents.  You get to go back to that future you dreamed of with my help.  If you ever get the feeling that you need another hour with the bitch then just schedule a visit with us here and we’ll arrange it for you.  You’re a good girl, Amber.  Don’t let what they did tear you apart.  Let it strengthen you.  Remember that in spite of what she did, you are free to go home, get married, have kids and a normal life and she never can.  Let what she did work for you instead of against you.  You survived against all odds.  Remember that and live your life like there is no tomorrow.  Are you okay now?”

Amber had quit sobbing and, while sniffing a bit, she nodded her head and said, “Yeah.  I think I am.  I will do my best to take your advice.  Thank you so much for giving me my freedom back.”

Karen hugged her again as she said, “I’m just glad that we got to you soon enough that we could free you before they did too much damage to you physically or mentally.  You relax here now.  You will receive the best treatment they can provide on this island.  Until we leave, you are going to be treated like royalty.  If you aren’t satisfied, then let me know and I’ll make it right for you.”

Amber nodded her head as Karen backed away.  Karen said, “You wait here while I take our three new pony girls to meet their new slave.  Come on girls.”

Karen walked into the room with the three new blonde pony girls.  As they entered, Alfred was just standing up from putting the shackles on Virginia.  Virginia was standing there in shock.  She was weaving left and right like she was struggling to keep from passing out.  The three girls gasped at the stripes that covered her body but didn’t say anything.  They immediately dropped to the slave’s kneeling position after the door closed and waited.

Karen turned around after the door closed and ordered, “Mary, you and your sisters will stand.  From now on, this creature before you is your slave.  She was a cruel mistress of the organization and took great joy in torturing poor innocent victims to their deaths.  She is never to have her hands or legs freed from her shackles except when she is training to be a pony girl or performing duties as a pony girl.  She is to service you at your whim.  When she eats, she is to eat only scraps from what you don’t eat.  To supplement her diet, she is to drink an injection of horse cum for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.  She is to obtain that supply of protein by orally pleasuring the stallions in the barn.  When she sleeps, she is to never sleep alone.  She is to be bound to one of you at all times while she sleeps.  The only words she is allowed to speak to you are yes and no.  If she says anything else then she is to be punished.  If what she needs to say requires more than those two words she is to write them down by pricking her skin so that it bleeds and writing it in her own blood.  She is to piss and shit outside in the paddock.  If she pisses or shits anywhere else you will punish her in any manner you desire.  The only rule for punishing her is that you do not inflict permanent damage to her.  Do you understand your orders concerning this slave?”

Mary looked at Virginia, then at Karen and back to Virginia.  Finally, she looked at Karen worriedly and said, “Mistress Karen, this woman is a mistress of the organization.  If we do as you say, we will be severely punished and then put to death.”

Karen had expected this and immediately acted furiously as she said, “Slave, did you not just a bit over an hour ago request to be slaves of this island?”

Mary answered, “Yes, ma’am.”

Karen then asked, “What is the punishment for an organization slave deciding to become a slave of someone not of the organization, especially when that someone is responsible for that slave’s master’s death?”

Mary shuddered a bit as she realized the implication of what Karen was saying and answered, “They are considered to be the perpetrators of the crime committed against their master and therefore to be tortured unmercifully over a month’s time until they are finally tied to a stake and burned alive.”

Karen then said, “So, as it stands now, you have already incurred an organization death sentence.  But the organization is dead.  You belong to the Warren Group now and are slaves of that group.  We will protect you from any remaining reprisals from the organization.  You are slaves here of your own choice now and can change that status at any time.  This worm has no such option.  Consider all of the pain and suffering you experienced at the hands of your master.  This insignificant worm caused others to experience that same cruelty and pain and more.  Her sentence is to be your slave and a pony girl of this island.  She will serve as the slave of all of the pony girls and pony boys in the future too.  If you don’t wish her to be your slave then I will have her killed right here and you will be released of any obligation to serve as slaves of the island.  You decide here and now.  You may consult with your sisters if you like but I want an answer quickly.  We aren’t going anywhere until you decide.”

Mary went over to her sisters and they had a quick but quiet conversation as they discussed what they wanted to do.  Within a couple of minutes, they turned to Karen and Mary said, “We are sorry we hesitated, Mistress.  Of course we will follow your orders as our new mistress.  We thank you for the privilege of having a slave.  We will enforce your rules for this slave until you give us new rules.”

Karen dismissed the slaves to stand in the hall and then turned to Virginia.  She said, “You heard my orders and your punishment.  Do I need to repeat them for you again?”

Virginia blurted out with a bit of rebellion still in her tone, “NO.”

Before she knew what happened, Virginia found herself on the floor from being slapped by Karen.  She looked up at Karen as blood started to drip from the right corner of her mouth where she had bit her lip when she was hit.  Karen reached down and grabbed her hair and pulled her up until she was kneeling.  As she pulled Virginia’s hair back, forcing her to look up at her, she said sternly, “You are now a slave of a slave.  You are lower than the most disgusting maggot in a pile of shit.  You make anyone on this island unhappy or have reason to complain about you and you will wish that I had killed you outright.  If you accept your lot in life well, there are rewards for being a good slave.  Prove yourself to be an obedient slave and things will improve, but until then you will be treated as I ordered.  AND YOU WILL GIVE ALL DUE RESPECT TO EVERYONE ON THIS ISLAND WHO IS YOUR SUPERIOR… AND EVERYONE IS YOUR SUPERIOR.  You have enough training to know how to behave.  Now let’s go.  I have a lot of things to do and I’ve already spent too much valuable time on you.”

Karen turned and walked out the door with Alfred pushing Virginia in front of him.  He turned her over to the three sisters and they all followed them down to the library where the others were waiting.  While they were busy with Virginia, Carl had seen fit to get all of their information.  Once they were together in the library, Carl asked, “Do you have phones here Alfred?”

Alfred quickly answered, “Yes, we have a satellite phone system set up.  We can have up to ten lines active at any time.”

Carl smiled and asked, “Could you take us there so that these young ladies can call their families and let them know they are alive and will be coming home?  Karen also needs to call the FBI to research little Dawn’s parents’ fate and notify them she is okay if they are alive.”

Alfred quickly said, “Follow me, Master Carl.”

Alfred turned and walked out of the library.  They went to the front of the house and walked through the foyer in front of the stairs to the room on the other side.  The room had the most up to date surround sound system and a large 102 inch Samsung 3D flat screen plasma television hanging on the wall.  On the far wall opposite the front of the house were two doors.  One led to a room with the telephone system while the other led to the mansion’s dining room.  Alfred opened the door on the right and there were five private booths for making phone calls.  Carl looked confused for a moment and then asked, “I thought you said there are ten satellite lines on the island Alfred?”

Alfred answered, “That is correct, sir.  Only five are available to guests.  One is in the master suite with an extension in the library.  There is another in my quarters to conduct island business.  The other three lines are used for workers that are assigned to receive calls from guests to arrange visits to the island.  They are also used to make calls off island at certain times of the day for the residents.”

Carl said, “That makes sense.  Thank you, Alfred.”

Wilma and Amber both went into their booths and made their calls to their families.  Karen turned to Alfred and said, “Take our pony girls to get something to eat and then take them down to the stalls and show them where they are to stay, then leave them there and return.  If there is a room for a stable boy then that would suffice for the sisters but Virginia is to live in a stall.  If she can be chained up so that she can’t escape that would be best.  You heard my orders for Virginia.  Please inform the island residents of her status.  They may use her freely as well.”

Alfred quickly bowed and said, “Yes ma’am.  Will there be anything else?”

“No, Alfred.  Thank you.” Karen replied.

After Carl left with Virginia and the sisters, Karen went into one of the booths and dialed Pete’s personal phone.  He answered the phone saying, “This is Pete Towns.”

Karen replied, “Hey Pete, this is Karen.”

Pete responded, “It’s been a while Karen.  I understand you’re on honeymoon.  Congratulations.”

“Thanks Pete.  I called because I need you to do a little research for me.”  Karen said.

“That doesn’t sound like you’re on a honeymoon.”  Pete said sounding a little worried.  He continued, “You didn’t run into members of the organization did you?  You aren’t in trouble are you?”

Karen said reassuringly, “Relax, Pete.  You’re not about to lose your star witness against the organization.  I’m on my honeymoon at a special resort island and found some former slaves of the organization here.  Their masters had violated the country’s laws and found themselves receiving exactly what they deserved.  You may want to cross them off of your list.  They were Vince Carruthers, Travis Johanson and George Anderson.  All three have been executed for murder and attempted murder from crimes committed on previous visits to this island.  There is one Mistress of the organization that is still alive here but she has been given a life sentence of servitude to the citizens of the island. Her name is Virginia Anderson.  Vince Carruthers abducted a little girl named Dawn Green.  Her mother is Rose Green and her father is Dan Green.  They lived in Chattanooga, Tennessee.  They were in a car accident on Interstate 75 in Georgia around Pinehurst according to the girl.  Her parents were injured and she doesn’t know if they are dead or alive.  It happened about two years ago as far as she can tell.  She was abducted during all of the confusion during the multi car pileup when the paramedics had their attention focused on saving other people.  If you can find them and arrange it, I’m sure she would love to talk to her parents.  I’ll call you day after tomorrow to see if you have found anything out about her.  I’d call tomorrow but we have a funeral to attend and I have a feeling that I’ll have to say a few words.  We also have a couple of other victims who are currently calling their families.  One is Amber Jewel, a student that was abducted from Montana State University in Billings, Montana and the other is Wilma Silverton.  Her parents are the owners and operators of Silverton Kennels and Stables in the area around Great Falls, Montana.  Both girls were abducted by a county sheriff named Glenn Sinclair.  I don’t know if he’s a member of the organization or not but he is guilty of abducting two young women, probably more.  The girls are willing to testify.  There was another young girl and three older sisters that said they had been raised as slaves of the organization.  I have arranged for them to have a safe home.  Carl and I are going to adopt the young girl.”

Pete answered positively, “I’m sure we can get a hold of the girl’s parents if they are still alive.  You’ve had a rather interesting three days it seems.  Only you could go on a honeymoon and take out four nasty criminals without breaking a sweat.”

Karen laughed.  When she finally caught her breath, she said, “I’ve only been here about four hours now.  We were on our yacht for the last two and a half days.  Anyway, I’ve got a husband and some anxious ex-slaves to take care of.  I’ll call you at ten in the morning day after tomorrow. Good night, Pete, and thanks.”

“You know that it’s not a problem Karen.  You’ve been wonderful during this whole thing.  I’ll talk to you soon.  Bye now.”

Karen hung up and went over to Dawn and said, “Honey that was the FBI.  They will look for your mom and dad.  They’ll find out what happened to them.  We’ll call them day after tomorrow.  Until then, you can stay with Sarina and us.  How does that sound?”

Dawn rushed up to Karen and gave her a big hug.  They then turned and waited until the other two women finished with their phone calls.  Amber came out first, twenty minutes later with the biggest smile.  She said, “Mom and dad are so happy.  They thought they had lost me forever.  It seems that in the stress of my disappearance and the ensuing hunt for my whereabouts, mom forgot to take her birth control pills.  She’s pregnant.  It looks like I’ll have a new brother or sister now.  Isn’t that great?”

“That’s wonderful news Amber.  I’m real happy for you.  Now sit down and relax until Wilma gets done.  Hopefully we’ll be able to get some dinner after that.  It’s beginning to get pretty late.  I hope that the others were able to get something to eat too.” Karen replied.

Alfred walked in at that moment and caught what Karen had said.  He responded, “They did in fact, ma’am.  I took them through the kitchen and got them a nice meal to carry back to the stalls with them.  I made sure that Virginia was given her evening supply of rolled oats.  I had to do a bit of modification on the feed bag but I got it to work for now.  I told the other girls to take it off of her when she was done eating.  I showed them the stall for Virginia to sleep in.  It was the one right next to the stable boy’s quarters.  I reminded them that one of them has to be with her at all times.  They were busy setting up a rotation when I left.  They should be fine.  I did hear them saying they had to be sure that she got her extra protein supplement before she went to sleep.  Besides, if the bitch decides to escape, where is she going to go?”  This is an island, and a small one at that.  We know all of the good hiding places she might hide in too.  Now I’m sure you are all getting a bit hungry, so before I came in, I told the serving staff to be prepared to start putting the food out in ten minutes.  Is that okay with you, ma’am?”

Karen answered, “That’s just fine, Alfred.  Could you make sure that Dawn and Sarina are put in a room that is right next to ours?  It would be great if they had a door between them in case the girls need to come in and get us at any time during the night.”

Alfred answered, “I already took the liberty of getting just such a room set up for Sarina.  The bed is a queen sized bed so it should be big enough for the two of them.”

About that time, Wilma came out of her private phone booth.  She was sniffling and rubbing tears from her eyes.  Karen immediately knew that she had received bad news when she called her family.  She went up to her and hugged her.  As soon as she did, Wilma began to sob uncontrollably.  Finally, after about five minutes, she guided her to a loveseat and sat down with her.  It took a few more minutes before Wilma began to calm down.  Karen finally asked her, “It’s obvious you just received bad news.  What happened?”

Wilma sniffed a couple of more times and wiped her nose with a handkerchief that Alfred handed her.  Finally she said quietly with a trembling tone in her voice, “Mom died of a heart attack two years ago.  She was heartbroken because of my disappearance.  Dad’s health is deteriorating and he needs to be in an assisted living apartment.  They thought that I was dead so he sold the ranch.  He just closed with the new buyer of the ranch yesterday pending sale of the livestock.  They were going to auction them all off this coming weekend.  I told him that you offered to buy all of the dogs and the horses and that you offered me a job training them once I finished my schooling.  He surprised me when he said that I was awarded my degree.  When I disappeared, they were very distraught and asked the school if they would award my degree since I was almost done.  After reviewing my grades up to that point, they determined that I had good enough grades to flunk the rest of the tests in my classes and I’d still get a low C.  They decided to go ahead and award the degree and give it to my parents so they had something that could remind them of my accomplishments.  So the bottom line there is that I don’t have to go back to school to finish my degree.  I told dad that you would call him back about the dogs and horses.  I just wish he hadn’t already sold the ranch.  That ranch has been in the family for four generations.”

Karen hugged Wilma again and said, “Let’s go get something to eat and then we’ll call him back and buy the animals from him.”

Karen helped Wilma up and took them into the dining room.  When they entered, she immediately saw Dawn and Sarina kneeling on either side of the chair at the head of the table.  Karen immediately went up to Sarina and gently pulled her up to a standing position by the hand.  She led her to the middle chair on the side and said, “You are no longer a slave.  You may sit here to eat now.  You too, Dawn. A free person does not have to kneel on the floor.”

They sat down at the table and immediately the staff started bringing out their food.  They were fed a seven course meal that was suitable for royalty.  They spent the next few minutes just quietly eating.  No sooner than they finished with one dish of food another was replaced where the empty one was.  By the time they were finished eating, they were all stuffed. 

Carl looked at his watch and saw that it was already eight in the evening.  He would have sworn that it had only been a couple of hours after their one thirty arrival.  He couldn’t believe everything that had transpired.  Karen had told him what she usually did at the island and he had looked forward to some wonderful time exploring his new wife’s kinks with what the island provided.  Now they were owners of the island and responsible for a couple of hundred people and a business. 

Carl started thinking about the ability to make phone calls from such a small island so when Alfred came in to escort them to the living room to relax and recover from their fabulous meal, he asked, “Alfred, I’m quite impressed that this island has telephone communication.  I’d love to see the facilities.”

Alfred looked over at Karen and asked, “Ma’am, would you excuse me while I show Master Carl our facilities?”

Karen smiled and said, “You don’t think I’m going to let you take my dear master away for hours on end to look at all of that technology stuff and leave me here by myself?  I’m coming with you.  Why don’t you find someone to watch the children until we get back?”

Alfred bowed his head down and up and then answered, “Right away ma’am.  I’ll be right back.”

Alfred went through the doors that led to the kitchen and came out a minute later with a young red headed woman that looked to be in her late teens around seventeen or eighteen.  He led her up to Karen and said, “Ma’am, this is Adomei.  The girls have been staying with her family the past couple of weeks.  She’ll watch the children until we get back.”

Alfred led Carl and Karen out of the room.  They went to a side door in the mansion and exited.  They only had to walk about fifty feet to another large building.  From the outside it didn’t look like anything special.  There were no windows and only a single door where they entered.  When Alfred turned on the light, Carl was amazed.  Lining the walls were bank after bank of computers set up.  In the center of the room was a circular bank of personal computers creating a large space in the center of the circle.  In that space was a large computer with CRAY CX1000 on the sides.

Carl was stunned that this small island had a Cray super computer.  He looked at all of the computer stations around the room and immediately noticed that all were active.  Finally, he said with awe, “You have more computing power than most countries.  If I didn’t know better, I’d think I just walked into NASA’s Mission Control.  What is all of this for?”

Alfred answered in a calm manner, “Master Roberto had always wanted to provide the best experience for his guests.  When the internet became such a big part of communications for people all around the world, he felt that we should be able to provide the fastest and most powerful internet platform for his guests to use.  He decided that the only way to do that and provide the quality he desired was to use satellite internet.  He contracted with a satellite manufacturer in the European Union and they built a satellite that could handle both telephonic and internet traffic.  It was very expensive and cost Master Roberto about 150 million dollars.  Master Roberto quickly learned after it was put in orbit that the island only used about five percent of the satellite’s capability.  As time went on, he contracted with several international communications companies and provided them satellite services.  The computers you see along the outer wall are all controlling a different company’s communications and they give us direct access to them to clear up any problems.  The super computer monitors the satellite and makes automatic changes to keep it functioning optimally.  The computers in the center around the super computer are for providing information about different aspects of the satellite’s operation.  The super computer is actually doing all of the work but we do have a technician from the satellite company that is here at all times.  They send their best people here for a little rest and relaxation for thirty days at a time.  They apparently have a long waiting line of people wanting to come because we have never seen the same person more than once in the last two years.  Any time we get an error notification from the computers, we call the technician in and they take care of it.  We treat them as if they are a paying guest when they are here and, except for the first couple that came, we haven’t had to pay them a red cent.  The company CEO said that once their employees found out how well the first guy was treated, they all went out of their way to become the next technician.  Everyone’s productivity increased dramatically so they would be chosen.  That obviously helped the company’s bottom line so a trip here was the reward.  For the last year, we have made close to fifty million dollars from our satellite.  We don’t expect it to be outdated for another ten years.  By then, it should make us quite a profit.”

Karen watched as her husband got all excited looking at the tech equipment.  She finally asked, “Master, would you be able to host the web site that Mistress Sarah wants you to build here?”

“Has any thought been given to host websites?” Carl asked Alfred.

Alfred immediately responded with, “No, sir.  Master Roberto didn’t see the need.”

“If we put in a few servers, we could bring even more income for the island by hosting web sites.  A good website might have several thousand visitors at any given time.  Do you think the satellite could handle the extra communications workload if we did something like that?” Carl asked excitedly.

Alfred answered, “I’m sure it would since we currently only use so little of its capability.  You’d have to ask the technician to know for sure.  I can have you meet him day after tomorrow if you like.  Normally, I’d do it tomorrow but we have preparations for Master Roberto’s funeral to finish up.  By the way ma’am, you will be expected to say something to everyone at the funeral tomorrow since you are taking over for Master Roberto.”

Karen’s smile from watching Carl excitedly looking at all of the up to date technology was suddenly driven from her.  She fought hopelessly against the onslaught of tears that started to flow down her cheeks.  It took all of her strength to keep from breaking down and sobbing.  Carl turned to say something and saw his wife standing their stoically, tears streaming down to her chin.  Finally, he said to Alfred, “I think that would be fine, Alfred.  Would you please take us to our room?  I think my dear wife would like some time to grieve over the loss of her good friend, Master Roberto.”

Alfred immediately turned and held the door open as Carl walked up to Karen and took her by the arm, leading her out of the room.  They were led straight to the sleeping quarters that were upstairs.  They passed a room with an open door and heard Adomei reading a story to the two young girls.  Alfred opened the next door down the hallway and they walked into a large room with a heavy walnut, four poster canopy bed.  As soon as Alfred closed the door, Karen launched herself into Carl’s arms and started bawling her eyes out.  Carl picked her up and carried her to the bed and lay her down.  He lay down beside her and cuddled her as she cried herself to sleep. 

Alfred had Adomei stay with the girls through the night to keep them from bothering Karen and Carl.  He understood the emotion that Karen had kept pent up all evening.  He too had been keeping his emotions under control until he could be in private.  It wouldn’t do for a proper British Butler to break down and cry like a little girl in front of everyone.  He could finally go to his quarters and mourn the loss of his good friend in private.

The next morning Karen awoke earlier than normal.  When she opened her eyes, she looked straight at Carl’s sleeping face.  After a few moments, she realized that there was something hard pressing into her lower abdomen.  She looked down and saw that Carl’s cock was as rampant as she had ever seen it.  She had to stifle a giggle as she thought about what she was going to do with that nice little toy that he so unconsciously provided her.  She didn’t want to wake him up too soon though.  She lifted her right leg up, reached down with her right hand, and ever so gently, placed the head of his cock at the entrance of her cunt.  She gradually pushed her husband and master’s cock into her until he was fully seated. 

Carl let out a little moan of pleasure so Karen stopped for a moment and looked at his face.  She quickly realized that he was still asleep.  She lay there staring into his face watching for his reaction as she started fucking him with just the muscles of her cunt.  She used every trick she had learned during her years as a slave to bring him maximum pleasure without moving a muscle.  To anyone looking, they would not be able to tell they were fucking unless they looked at where they were joined cock to cunt.

Karen had been fucking Carl’s cock for about ten minutes before he finally woke up.  He looked into Karen’s eyes and said, “What a wonderful dream.  I dreamt that I was sleeping with the most beautiful woman in the world and she was making love to me.  Then to my surprise I open my eyes and discovered that it was no dream.  What a wonderful way to wake up.”

Carl immediately rolled Karen onto her back without his cock leaving the wonderful warmth of the moist folds of his dear wife’s cunt.  Once he had her on her back, he began to fuck her with slow but deep thrusts.  As he did, he kissed Karen and they lost themselves in the moment.  For several minutes they kissed and fucked.  Karen was the first to cum.  When she did, the muscles of her cunt began to ripple up and down Carl’s cock with even more force than they had before and before she finished he began to cum as well.  As spurt after spurt shot into her, it drove Karen into an even more powerful orgasm. 

Carl collapsed onto Karen for a few moments to catch his breath.  When he finally pushed himself up off of her and rolled over onto his side he saw that they had an audience.  He gasped in surprise when he saw Dawn and Sarina kneeling on the floor beside the bed.  He nudged Karen and whispered in her ear, “We have an audience.”

Karen turned to look where Carl was staring and saw Dawn and Sarina kneeling by the bed, naked as the day they were born.  Karen sat up and looked down at the girls.  The two girls had seen Karen look their way and immediately bowed their heads and looked at the floor as they had been trained. 

Karen turned and sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at the two girls as she asked, “When did you two come into the room?”

Sarina immediately answered with a bit or worry in her voice and her lips trembling in fear, “Master always made us come into his room when the sun came up and kneel waiting for our first spanking of the day.  If we weren’t there on time my punishment would be doubled.  He said I was the more experienced slave and that I was responsible for making sure that Dawn obeyed the rules.  If I didn’t, I would be punished twice as much.”

Karen sighed with a bit of frustration and said, “Get up here and sit beside me.”

Karen waited as the girls immediately got up and sat on either side of Karen.  They were trembling in fear.  If this had been their master, they would both be punished severely.  That was what happened every morning whether they were good or not.  Karen put her arms around the two girls and said, “Don’t you remember that I told you that you are free last night?  That means you don’t have to do anything that your old master told you to do.”

Little Dawn leaned forward and looked at Sarina and said with a bit of anger in her voice and said, “See.  I told you we didn’t have to do this.  We could still be in bed.”

Karen hugged both girls tightly and said with as much of a comforting tone as she could, “Now don’t be mad at Sarina, Dawn.  Habits are hard to break.  Remember that she was her master’s slave for a lot longer than you were.  She hasn’t known any other way.  Sarina, I want you to understand that you are not required to do anything your old master had you do anymore unless you want to.  We will leave the choice up to you whether you want to continue living like you did with your master but Dawn doesn’t have to do any of that.  Do you understand?”

Sarina looked down at the floor sadly for a few moments and then said, “I’m afraid.  I don’t know any other way to be.  This is what I’ve done for as long as I can remember.”

Karen closed her eyes, silently cursing the cruel man that had so brainwashed this girl.  Finally, she hugged Sarina a little closer and said, “Why don’t we try to have you learn to be normal for a little bit? Then you can decide whether you want to continue living like a normal little girl or go back to being a slave. Master Carl and I will help you adjust.  We will teach you how to be a normal girl.  It may take a while to break the habits that you have been trained to do but we are here for you no matter what.  It will ultimately be up to you to decide but we want you to at least try to be like all of the other girls your age.  Okay?”

Sarina took a while to respond but finally she shook her head yes and said, “Yes Mistress.”

“Now both of you go back to your room and wake up Adomei.  You are both to have baths this morning too.  We will be attending a funeral later on this morning and I want you dressed nicely.  Have Adomei help you get dressed appropriately for the funeral.  Now get going.”  Karen said as she gave each of them a pat on the bottoms as they got off of the bed and scurried to their room.

Karen turned to Carl and gave him a quick kiss and then said, “We better get a move on ourselves, Master.”

Karen got up and pulled Carl to his feet.  As she did, there was a knock on the door.  Carl and Karen quickly put on a robe and opened the door.  When he did, there were eight very beautiful young women waiting outside of the door dressed in white Greek style togas.  They were all in their late teens or early twenties and were obviously chosen for their duties because of how they looked.  They were all the same height, weight and similar bust size.  Their hair was hanging down to their shoulders in the same style and they were all brunettes.  The one that was at the front said, “Master Carl, we are here to prepare you and your wife for the funeral.  Will you allow us to come in and begin preparations?”

Carl stood back with a surprised look on his face as the eight young women came in, each with an armful of items that they were carrying.  Karen saw the procession of women coming into the room and asked, “What’s going on?”

The leader of the group immediately answered, “We’re here to bathe you and prepare you for the funeral and coronation, M’Lady.  You will take the most work so if you will go into the bathroom with these young ladies, they will wash you and style your hair.”

Karen was a bit flustered since she had never received such royal treatment when she visited the island before. She had wanted to have a little fun time with Carl in the shower before they had to get ready.  She said, “I appreciate the thought but Master Carl and I can take care of ourselves.”

The young women didn’t react to what Karen told her and responded, “Yes, ma’am, I am aware that you can take care of yourselves.  Master Roberto was very clear in the instructions before he died.  He ordered us to treat you like royalty and prepare you in this manner.  Now if you will go with these young ladies, they will take good care of you.  Please do as they ask as it is what Master Roberto wanted.  I will be here with the others preparing Master Carl.”

Karen quietly went with the four girls.  When they entered the bathroom, one of the young women removed her toga and entered the large open shower.  It was large enough for half a dozen people to stand in it and shower comfortably.  The shower was designed so that water rained down from the top and also sprayed from multiple nozzles on the wall.  The young woman turned the water on and adjusted the temperature.

While the young woman was preparing the showers, the other three quickly stripped their togas off and then helped Karen take her robe off.  When they were naked, two of them led Karen into the shower which was the perfect temperature.  The other one brought in a carrier that had a bottle of Giorgio Armani Code Shower Gel and Truffle Diamond Shampoo and Conditioner as well as special loofa bath mitts.

When they were all under the water the girl with the carrier passed bath mitts to two of the others and then put one on herself.  She took out the shower gel and squeezed a generous amount onto all of the mitts before putting the bottle of gel back in the carrier. She then put a mitt on her other hand and rubbed gel into it from the other mitt. 

While the three women were getting ready, the fourth one took a bottle of the shampoo and squeezed a generous amount into her hand.  She rubbed the shampoo between her hands and then gently pulled Karen’s head back and began to wash her hair.  As she was washing Karen’s hair from behind, the other three moved in front of her and to her sides and began to wash her all over her body.  Karen just stood there and enjoyed the luxurious treatment.  Karen’s hair was rinsed and then conditioner added while all of the others continued to wash her body.  Karen was beginning to get turned on from the constant stimulus.  But sexually satisfying Karen wasn’t the four young women’s goal.  They noticed her excitement building each time and would stop long enough to let her come down from her sexual high.  Finally they were finished cleaning her and, leaving the water turned on, they guided her out of the shower and to a chair sitting in front of a large vanity.  They immediately began to dry her hair and body, then guided her to sit in the chair.  As soon as she was seated, two of the young women began to give her a manicure and a pedicure while the other two dried and styled her hair.

While Karen was in the shower, the four young women with Carl were giving him a manicure and pedicure as well as a shave and a haircut.  He had never been so pampered in his life.  He decided he could get used to this kind of treatment.  When they finally finished with him, they led him into the bathroom and into the shower.  As he entered the room, he saw Karen sitting in front of the vanity with one woman giving her a pedicure, one giving her a manicure, and two just finishing rolling her hair. He was finally led into the shower where the four young women that were tending to him began to wash him like the others had washed Karen. 

It was almost an hour after they started that Karen and Carl finally emerged from the bathroom.  As soon as they exited the bathroom, they were quickly dressed in what could only be described as Greek style togas designed for royalty.  They were a basic white color but the edge around the neck and then going diagonally from shoulder to hip was a wide gold band with a vine of ivy sewn into it in gold thread.  They each also had a four inch wide gold belt that went around their waist to hold the toga closed.  Open toed sandals that had the ivy design embroidered into the leather were put on their feet.  Finally, an ivy wreath that was filled with beautiful white flowers was put on Karen’s head and a simple ivy wreath was placed on Carl’s head.

When they were finally dressed, Karen asked, “Are we going to have time for some breakfast before the funeral?”

The leader of the young women tending to Karen and Carl answered, “I’m sorry ma’am.  I thought you knew of our traditions when someone on the island has died.  We fast the day of the funeral until the banquet afterwards.  I’m informed that you are going to speak about Master Roberto so we wanted to get you ready so that you will have time to prepare your remarks.  I’ll lead you down to the library now.”

The young woman turned and led Karen and Carl out of their room and through the house back to the library where they had met Master Roberto last night.  Carl sat in an overstuffed leather chair and just watched as Karen sat at the desk and made notes about what she wanted to say.  She was so immersed in what she was doing that she lost track of time.  It was a couple of hours later that the library door opened.  Alfred and the young woman that had led them to the library brought in Dawn and Sarina dressed in plain white togas and leather open toed sandals.

Alfred turned to Karen and announced, “It is time, Mistress Karen.”

Karen jotted down one last note on a three by five card and then stood up.  She took Carl by the hand and the two of them followed Alfred out of the library.  The two young girls walked behind them as they went out the front door of the mansion.  A horse drawn Carriage was waiting there for them.  In front of the Carriage was another horse drawn wagon.  The body of Master Roberto was dressed in a similar toga to what Karen and Carl were wearing. He was laid on a built up platform on the back of the wagon so that his body was displayed for all to see.  Karen and Carl sat in the seat of the Carriage that faced the front with Carl on the left and Karen on the right.  Facing them in the forward seat was Dawn and Sarina.  Alfred climbed onto the carriage and sat on the driver’s bench seat next to the driver.  As soon as Alfred was seated, the front wagon started forward at a slow walking pace. 

As the wagon and carriage began to move forward, the staff of the mansion all fell in behind the carriage and followed two by two.  They were all dressed in white togas.  The women were on the left and all had ivy wreaths on their heads. The men were on the right and carried a lit torch in their right hand.  The ratio of men to women was about four to one so there was a man beside about every fourth woman. 

The slow procession progressed down to the docks but turned to the right just before they entered the docks.  They drove through the small dock workers community and, as they went, all of the residents fell in behind the wagon in the same manner as the mansion staff.  All were dressed in the same white togas with wreaths or torches.  The ratio of men to women was about three to one in favor of the women as they fell in line.  The procession continued following the trail that circled the island. 

As they progressed around the southern side of the island, Karen noticed that there was a beautiful sandy beach that surrounded a small lagoon.  The area inland from the beach would make a great place to have a resort.  Karen made note of that as they continued around the island.  They came to a second village that was mostly women and progressed through the main street.  They were of all ages and dressed the same as all of the other women.  They all fell in line behind the procession as they progressed on around the island.  The road went by the bottom of the cliffs that the mansion was built on.  When they reached the opposite side of the cliffs, the land opened out into a good sized valley with a stream in the middle.  There were buildings on either side of the stream. The road turned right and went in front of the small cottages.  This was the island’s working staff that tended to the mansion, stables and all of the roads and buildings on the island.  This was by far the largest of the communities and had more families than the other villages.  They crossed the stream and returned down the other side, continuing to pick up more people as they went.

Finally the procession returned to the docks from the opposite direction than they had initially gone.  This time, they turned left and headed down to the end of the dock.  The wagon came to a halt at the end of the dock on the right side where six young men dressed in black togas were waiting.  After the wagon came to a halt, the six men came by the left side of the wagon and lined up at the back of the wagon with three on each side.  Alfred dismounted from the carriage and helped Carl, Karen, and the two children out of the carriage and had them stand side by side on the left side.  He went to the back of the carriage and, after a couple of minutes, he returned with a large four foot wide wreath made up of twined ivy and all of the natural flowers that could be found on the island.  He handed the wreath to Karen and Carl and said, “When Master Roberto is placed and the pall bearers have returned to the dock, you will hang this wreath at the foot of the platform.  You will see a hook there to hang it on.  Once you hang the wreath, just turn and stand until everyone has a chance to come on board and do what they need to do.  When everyone is done, I’ll hold my hand out to you and that will be your signal to disembark the raft.”

The first in each line of the six men in black picked up a seven foot round rail and threaded it through four rings on each side of the platform Roberto’s body rested on.  The first two then pulled the platform back by the two built in handles on the back of the platform and gradually moved it into the hands of the men behind them until each of the six men was holding the platform steady by the rails.  They then turned in a coordinated move to the left and carried the platform to the end of the dock and onto a large raft that was tethered there.

The raft was about ten feet wide by fifteen feet long.  In the center of the raft was a raised dais that was surrounded by wood stacked all around and under it.  The six men walked onto the raft with three men on either side of the pyre and placed the platform they were carrying on it.  They turned and walked off of the raft and stood to the right.  Alfred nodded his head to Karen and Carl.  They both proceeded forward with the wreath and hung it at the end of the platform where they’d been told.  They turned and faced the island residents.

As soon as they were facing the docks, the women began coming forward in single file.  As they came onto the heavy raft, they passed to the left.  As they moved around Master Roberto’s pyre, they took the wreath off of their heads and placed them on top of Roberto’s dead body.  This took several minutes as all of the women in line made their way onto the raft to leave their wreaths, including Dawn and Sarina. 

When the last of the women came off of the raft, the young men began to file onto the raft.  They would place their torches in holes drilled into the outer logs of the raft and when those were filled, they were placed in holes drilled into the platform Roberto was lain on.  The last to come on board was Alfred.  He stopped in front of Karen and Carl and waited until the last of the men had left the raft.  After the last man left he said, “Master Carl and President Karen, it is time for you to leave the raft.  Please return to the dock.  As soon as you are a few paces away from the raft, please stop and turn around.  I will join you soon.”

Karen and Carl immediately walked off of the raft.  They took four steps and then turned and watched.  Alfred raised the torch and held it high.  He announced loud enough for all to hear, “Master Roberto was a good man.  He loved all of you more than you’ll ever know.  He was a truly great and honorable man.  The things he endured to ensure the continuation of our way of life are indescribable.  I hope that someday you will all come to realize just what he did for us all.  Always remember that without him, we all would not have had a home here.  Nor would we have the wonderful lives we live.  As with us all, he derived his nourishment, both physical and spiritual from the sea and it is to the sea that we commend his body so that he may rejoin his beloved Angelina.”

After that, Alfred turned and thrust the torch he held into pretreated wood under the pyre and it immediately burst into flame.  He left the torch there and disembarked the raft.  After he stepped off of the raft, he leaned forward and pushed a button, starting a small electrical trolling motor.  Two of the pall bearers untied the ropes holding the raft to the dock and threw them on board of the raft.  They all stepped back as the raft began to move away from the dock.  For several minutes, they all watched the raft burn as it traveled farther and farther away.  It soon hit the outer current and it was swept even faster to sea.

After about fifteen minutes, Alfred stepped in front of Karen and quietly said, “Follow me, President Karen.  It is time for you to speak.”

Alfred led Karen, Carl, and the girls off the dock.  After they finally reached land, they turned to the right.  They walked about a quarter of a mile to an area where all of the island residents had gathered.  There appeared to be about a hundred fifty total residents.  Alfred led Karen and Carl to a raised stage that had large chairs that were elegant enough for a king.  In front of the chairs was a podium with a mike and speakers.

Alfred led them to the chairs and then stepped to the podium.  After Karen sat down, she immediately saw her lawyer, Edward sitting there with a young woman sitting next to him holding his hand.  They could have been Grandfather and Granddaughter based on the age difference.  Karen’s attention was brought back to Alfred as he started speaking, “My fellow Phantazeins.  It is with greatest pleasure that I introduce to you your new president.  Many of you have met her briefly over the years but never got to know her.  She is a strong and caring woman that is also a highly successful business woman.  Master Roberto followed her for many years before he made the decision to select her as his successor.  She reminded him of his only love, Angelina, that only a few of you remember.  Because she reminded him so much of his beloved wife, he came to know her like no other guest.  Since he had no children to leave the island to, he wanted someone that he felt he could trust to return the island to its original purpose.  President Karen is responsible for freeing us from the yoke of the Coch Organization and that is why he selected her to be our next President.  I present to you President Karen Bertinelli.”

Karen got up in front of the podium and, after taking a deep sigh to steady her nerves, said, “People of Phantazein, to tell you that I am surprised and humbled by the turn of events of the last couple of days is an understatement.  I came here to enjoy my honeymoon with my new husband and I find that the man we all have come to know and love was dying.  I was even more surprised when he willed Phantazein Island to me and made me President.  It was with a sad heart that I accepted.  His last request of me was to ensure that you knew about him and his Angelina.  You see, he and his wife were more than just a married couple; they were soul mates in the truest sense of the word.  You see their story begins before they were born……”

Karen told them the whole story of Roberto and Angelina and the events that led up to her death.  Most of the women were in tears and many of the men were struggling to hold back theirs as she told the sad story.  Finally, Karen told them how Angelina died and Roberto’s reaction saying, “When Roberto saw how brutally that the President of the Coch Organization had beaten his wife, he rushed into her and held her as she died in his arms.  He was so angry that all he thought of was avenging her death.  He rushed to intercept the President of the Coch Organization and kill him for what he did but as he approached him, he and their entourage drew their guns and pointed them at him.  The president of the organization walked up to Master Roberto and, with his gun held against Roberto’s head, he told him that if he was forced to kill him then he would kill everyone on this island.  Your dear president was told that from then on, members of the organization would use this island as their fantasy island and that they would be allowed to do as they liked.  If Roberto interfered in any way, they would return with an armed force and kill everyone on the island.  Roberto fell to his knees weeping as the organization president and his group left the island.  Master Roberto was willing to sacrifice his life to seek vengeance for his dear Angelina but he could not bear to see all of you killed.  He wanted you to know how sorry he is for the burdens you had to bear because he could not protect you from the organization.  He swore then that he would do all he could to eventually free the island of the yoke of the organization and return it to his original dream as a place for people of the world to experience their sexual fantasies.  One of his last requests when he made me president was for me to fulfill that dream.  I make this promise to you all, to him, and his Angelina.  I will return this island to what Master Roberto and his Angelina dreamed of.  I know the last few years have been rough and I understand what you have gone through at the hands of the organization.”

Karen was interrupted by a voice from the crowd that yelled, “How can you understand what they did to us?”

Karen paused in thought for a moment and then, after coming to a decision, she removed her toga and let it drop.  She stood there naked with her tattoos, brands, nipple rings and tit skewers visible to all of the islanders.  There was a collective gasp from the crowd when she exposed herself.  Karen continued, “As you can see, I have personal experience of what cruelty the organization can be capable of.  I can assure you that I have seen and done things that no person should have to see or do.  I was raped at the age of sixteen by a young member of the organization and then forced to marry my rapist because he got me pregnant.  I was abused and tortured for three years before I had the opportunity to escape but it came too late to save my daughter too.  Even though she was only two, she was sold to another mistress and taken away from me.  The people who helped me escape also helped me to assume a new identity and helped me to achieve more success than I ever dreamed of.  Because of the help of a lot of people, I was able to not only avoid the hunters of the organization but I was able to become very successful.  Unfortunately, after a while I found that I couldn’t turn my back on my submissive side and found this wonderful island to fulfill that need.  Roberto said that the first time he met me, he knew who I was and that I reminded him of his Angelina in the way I related with him.  He did not turn me in to the organization, putting everyone in this island at risk, but he felt that it was what his wife would have wanted.  That is when he started following me and my career.  As it turns out, that was a good decision.  Even though it took about ten years, everything finally came together to take down the organization.  This last summer, I saw my daughter being rescued by the FBI in the United States and knew I had to act.  They just had a small sting operation and didn’t know the extent of the organization.  I knew I had to rescue my daughter because if I didn’t do something, then the organization would have killed her.  I contacted the FBI. With the help of some very good friends who helped protect me, I was able to give them the information they needed to bring the organization down all over the world.”

Karen paused for a moment and then put her toga back on and continued, “That is why Master Roberto was able to have those three masters of the organization that came to the island arrested, tried and killed in the same manner that they had killed workers here.  He had wanted to do that long before but if he had, the organization would have carried out their threat.  The first law that I am putting into place is that any Master or Mistress of the Coch Organization is to be immediately arrested.  It is a crime for anyone on this island to be a master or mistress of the Coch Organization whether they have committed crimes here or not.  Most of you that have dealt with a member of the organization know how to recognize them.  You will teach the others how to recognize a master or mistress.  You have all just seen how a slave is marked once they have been inducted into the organization.  Every slave has been given the red star in the center of a burning sun that you saw on me when I took my toga off.  Those are slaves and are to be freed.  Some young slaves may not have received their marks yet because they are still being trained so don’t be surprised.  If a master or mistress has committed crimes against anyone on this island then they will receive the same treatment that they gave to the worker they committed the crime against.  After their punishment, if they are still alive, they will be turned into slaves of the island and will be made to serve every citizen here for the rest of their life.  If they have not committed a crime against anyone on the island then their slaves will know of their crimes in other countries.  Their slaves will be freed and interviewed so that we can learn of their crimes.  They will be given the choice of instant death, returned to stand trial in their home country or become a slave of the island.  The freed slaves will be given the choice of being freed to return home or stay here as a worker or as a slave.”

Karen paused for a few moments and then continued, “If this island is going to be a sexual paradise where people can live out their greatest fantasies then nothing speaks to that better than a team of pony girls or boys pulling a carriage and carrying our guests around the island.  Most slaves of the island will be turned into pony girls or pony boys.  Any of you that desire to become a pony girl or boy can just let Alfred know and we will arrange for your training.  Volunteer pony girls and boys will be pampered and not required to service visitors unless that is what they want.  Being a pony girl or boy is hard work and that is their reward. Slave pony girls and boys will not be pampered in any way and will be available for the pleasure of anyone that lives on the island in addition to having certain duties that they need to perform.” 

Karen continued saying, “During the funeral procession, I noticed that the lagoon on the south side of the island would be a wonderful place to build a resort.  My vision is to build a large multi-story resort hotel with all of the amenities that you would find in an island resort.  Young parents that want to come and enjoy their fantasies but don’t want to leave their children behind will be able to bring them and we will provide activities for them that are appropriate for their age.  That will increase the opportunity for all citizens of the island to be employed.  Roberto’s and Angelina’s dream is to make this the only place in the world that can truly make people’s fantasies come true.  I intend to make that dream come true in ways that they only imagined.”

Karen looked over the crowd and saw that they were paying rapt attention so she continued, “The only way for us to do that is to have the best educated people.  I will fund the construction of a school to teach our children until they are ready for college.  If they do well academically, they will be given scholarships to pursue their degree of choice.  If their skills lie elsewhere, then we will train them to take advantage of their skills.  However, if there is anyone that decides that they no longer want to live on the island then they are free to go.  They will be given free passage and enough money to meet their needs for one year so that they can get their feet on the ground.”

“I want you to know that I will not be able to live on this island all of the time and I will designate someone to speak for me. I have a young girl that I am guardian of and my daughter to care for until they are out of high school.  I will not rip them away from the home they have come to love.  I wish I could be here at all times but it just isn’t feasible.  Because of that, each of the villages will have three representatives elected by the people of their village that will meet and discuss things of importance to the island and the citizens that live here.  They will determine the laws that everyone on this island including guests must follow.  We are a sovereign country, recognized by the United Nations so any visitors are bound by our laws and will be expected to act accordingly.  Any meetings that I can’t attend here, I will attend by video conference.  By the end of this week, I want to sit down with the elected representatives so that we can discuss what needs to be done to prepare for our future.  Until I find someone to sit in my place until I can be here full time, Alfred will speak for me.  He and I will be in communication with each other daily.”  Karen said.

She ended saying, “Finally, as you all know, for the last few years, you have not been allowed to take birth control to prevent pregnancies.  Master Roberto was so devastated about not being able to have a baby that he wanted to at least experience having little children around, even if they weren’t his.  As of this moment, taking birth control is an individual choice.  As before, anyone deciding to have a baby will be fully supported by the island.  You are the future of this island and I hope that you will all enjoy our journey to the future.  But if you do not want to make that journey with me as your president and wish to leave, then you will be given the savings you have accrued during your time here and given free passage to your destination of choice.”

Karen looked at all of the people around her and then at Carl.  Finally she announced, “I understand that it is tradition here that after a funeral procession that there is a large banquet to remember and celebrate the life of the deceased.  We have all mourned the loss of a good friend so now let us celebrate in the style that he would want us to.  Let the food be served and the party begin.”

Numerous people around the edges began to move and within fifteen minutes there were tables set up with food of all kinds.  Several of the men began digging and soon pulled a couple of roast pigs out of the ground.  Soon after, the food was being served and everyone was enjoying the food.  As people had their fill of food, they stripped down and began to have sex with whichever partner they could find.  It wasn’t long before there was a full out orgy going on.  The only ones that didn’t participate in the orgy were the very young who found other things to do and the very old that had lost the desire for sex. 

When Karen and Carl saw what was going on they smiled at each other and immediately shucked their togas off.  They walked into the middle of the group and found a space to lie down on the grass.  After they lay down, there were several couples nearby that moved over to them.  The men began to play with Karen’s tits and cunt while the women began to play with Carl’s cock and balls.  Soon they were all in a daisy chain, alternating male and female.  It was a testament to the skills of the participants that no one came for over twenty minutes.  They were all working to the same goal.  They were all keeping anyone from cumming until they were all ready to cum.  Karen for her part knew that an orgasm that was held back for a while was more intense so she was trying her hardest to keep from cumming.  Eventually, she couldn’t hold back anymore and went over the edge into a very powerful orgasm. When she came, the others finally let go and came with her.  It was an amazing sight as the ten people in the daisy chain writhed and came at the same time. 

As soon as everyone had cum, all but Karen and Carl moved on and were replaced by several others.  This time there were two men and four women.  The two men moved to Karen. One lay on his back so Karen could straddle him on her knees and lower herself onto his cock.  As soon as she was fully impaled, the other lined up with her ass.  Karen reached back and pulled her ass cheeks apart so that the man could sink his cock into her asshole with ease.  She easily took the cock as she leaned forward, lying on the bottom man.  As the two men started fucking her with alternating strokes, one of the women crawled up on her knees until her pussy was in Karen’s face. Karen didn’t need an invitation and began licking the woman out.

Carl wasn’t left alone while Karen was being triple teamed.  Three of the young women, appearing to range from 17 to 20 had moved directly over to him. One began licking his balls as another began giving him a blow job.  The third woman straddled his face on her knees and lowered her cunt to his mouth.  Carl immediately began to lick her out and suck on her pussy lips and her clit.  Soon he felt the mouth leave his cock to be immediately replaced by the velvet embrace of a young woman’s tight cunt.  What surprised him was that after the young woman had pushed down a little there was a barrier preventing him from going any deeper.  Suddenly, his cock broke through and sank the rest of the way into the woman’s cunt.  Carl was immensely surprised that he was being fucked by a virgin.  Soon the young woman that he was eating out came.  After she finished cumming, she climbed off of Carl and he got his first chance to look down.  He saw a young girl of maybe fourteen or fifteen fucking away happily on his cock.  It was obvious that she was enjoying herself as she had her eyes closed and appeared to be close to cumming.  The thought of fucking such a young girl along with the visual reality of the event made him lose control.  He began cumming in the young girl.  This was enough to cause the girl to begin cumming herself. 

As soon as they came, the girl lay forward on Carl and he put his arms around her and cuddled her.  Soon they both found the three other young women began to lick their combined juices where they were joined.  It took a while but eventually Carl began to get hard again.  He started fucking slowly into the girl again and she moaned in pleasure.  After a couple of minutes though, she sat up and pulled off of his cock.  She shifted forward slightly and then lowered herself down until his cock was at her anal entrance.  It was obvious that one of the three girls had lubed her ass hole because she had little problem forcing her ass down on his cock.  At first, only an inch popped through her sphincter. Then, as she kept pressing down, inch after inch of his cock was swallowed by her willing rectum.  It wasn’t long before she was fucking herself up and down with his cock reaming out her ass.  As she did, he reached up and began to finger and pinch her clit.  It took both of them longer to cum because of their previous activities.  The girl came first after about ten minutes but it was twenty before Carl finally came for the fourth time that day.  When he did, it set the young girl off again. 

When the girl finally dismounted Carl, Karen was lying next to him, exhausted after having cum close to a dozen times with the women.  She was on her back with her head turned to the left watching her husband taking the young girl’s anal virginity.  She could tell by the pink tinged cum dribbling out of her cunt that she had given him her cherry too.  When the girl finally climbed off of Carl, she knelt over him and gave him a big kiss and thanked him for taking her cherries.  She then went off happily with the other girls.  Karen scooted over to Carl and cuddled with him.  Both were sated sexually and just lay there enjoying each other’s company as they listened to the sounds of sex going on all around them.  They eventually dozed off and slept deeply.

Karen woke first. When she opened her eyes, she found that it was dark.  She gently shook Carl’s shoulder and he sat up with her.  They looked around them. Most of the people were in each other’s arms and sleeping but there were a few that were still fucking.  Karen and Carl got up, found their togas, and put them on.  They found their way to the carriage which was waiting for them at the dock.  When they arrived at the carriage, Alfred and the driver were there waiting for them.  As they approached, Alfred greeted them and helped them up onto the carriage.  The driver drove them to the mansion where they made their way to the bedroom.  Karen checked in on the two young girls and found them in bed asleep.  She then crawled into the bed next to Carl and they went to sleep.

The rest of the week was spent in consultation and organizing.  Alfred knew a young man and a young woman that resided on the island that had degrees in Architecture so he had them meet with Karen. She tasked them to develop plans for the resort and for a pony girl barn.  She told them what she wanted in each one but left the overall design up to them.  She was able to have Dawn talk with her parents.  They were extremely excited to find that she was still alive.  They told her that she had a new brother now too.  At the end of the week, Karen met with the village representatives and gave them the task of developing a constitution for the people of the island and to develop laws for the people to live by.  She arranged for the workers that scheduled visits to begin to market Phantazein Island actively. 

While Karen was doing island business, Carl was busy figuring out all of the equipment they needed to create a massive server farm.  He worked with the satellite tech that was there and learned all he could about the system and the requirements for its operation and how to integrate everything.  Finally, he set up an address in the Cray computer so that he would be able to access it from home.  He intended to finish his work on his unique computer language and put it to work here.  He knew it would take a bit but, in the long run, it would be worth it. 

Finally, the end of the week came and it was time to return home.  They were returning with the two college aged freed slaves and the two young girls, one of which was their new daughter.  They also had on board the three blonde sisters that were going to be pony girls as well as the enslaved mistress who was kept in the cage that Karen had been brought to the docks.  She was shackled, cuffed and gagged as well as being caged.  There were three additional female pony girls and one boy that had volunteered for training.