Dream Island Resort

Part 7. New arrivals.

"Try not to be nervous, remember what I told you and follow my lead. We're in luck, he really is a nice guy, quite young, 36, not into any of the hard stuff, and he just loves girls like us". Janet looked critically at the other two naked girls, who were preparing themselves in the locker room. They were a bit younger than she, 17 and 18, but had the same shoulder length brown hair and their natural dark complexions didn't look much different from her own tanned body. "What's he into, then? Ouch!", one of them asked when she stuck a finger up her arsechute to lubricate it. "Just the good old rope tricks, and fucking of course, great arse enthusiast, but he's got a nice slender one, relax and it slips in with no trouble".

The new slaves had been at the island for a fortnight, but weren't sent to serve clients until the results of their medical tests showed that they didn't carry any diseases. Some of the slaves of the previous shipment were as usual assigned as their tutors, and with Kalia, Pat and Fred sold, Liz, Mary, Rosie and Jim indispensable as specialists, and Maria serving Caroline, the task was left to the remaining nine. The twenty new teenagers were subdued and bewildered when they arrived, but soon adjusted to their new status, like their tutors had done it three months earlier, but apparently much easier. Their lives had been no bed of roses. They were used to fight for a living, doing almost anything to survive in the urban jungle, sometimes even prostitute themselves if really desperate. The mere fact that they didn't have to worry about the next meal, the to them luxurious rooms, the beautiful surroundings, made it, if not easy, then bearable to accept that they had no choice but to submit as sex slaves for the next two years.

"Right, we rake the sand nice and smooth, but keep close to me, especially if a client shows any interest in you". The two jet black boys, whose shining, well proportioned bodies looked splendid in the white shorts, nodded to Charlie and began working steadily on the deserted beach, only looking up when Rosie called a greeting as she came running by with Caroline. After an hour of hard work, Charlie spotted a good looking, obviously fit man in his early forties coming down, dressed in a pair of swimming trunks. "Just what we need! That's a great guy, regular, straight bondage, let's see if we can catch him" "Gay?" "Course". Charlie paused the raking and straightened his back. "Hello, Sir, here for a holiday?" The man smiled and came over to offer his hand. "A week, and don't I deserve it! Hello, Charlie, good to see you. Time for a swim and a bit of fun?" "Sure, Sir, but only until lunch, I'm booked after that. Life-guard the Director's personal assistant most afternoons". "No full shifts?" "No, Sir, unless Miss Caroline doesn't need me, and she likes swimming. But we have a special offer this week for regular clients like you, Sir". "Special offer?" "Yes, Sir. The new shipment begins working today and the Director wants them trained in active service before appearing on the list. So if you book me, you'll get my two fellows for free". He indicated the two sweaty boys. "Indeed! Very generous of him". "Yes, Sir, but please observe that they're untrained". "I shall and won't be annoyed if they're a bit clumsy. So I'll have the three of you for the morning?" "Me, Sir, as I said, but the others for the remainder of their shift, if you want, Sir". "That sounds like an offer one cannot possibly refuse". "Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir. Do you want us just for today?" "This is not a one day offer?" "No, Sir. They're trainees for the rest of the week". "Good Lord! Run up and make the bookings, Charlie. I'll look them over until you come back". "Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir". He beckoned to the two boys. "See if I can have that redheaded guy as night slave". "Yes, Sir. For the rest of your stay too?" "Sure".

"I didn't order extra slaves". The client frowned when Chris arrived with a boy and another girl in tow. "No, Sir, but this is a special bonus for regular clients. I'm training these two and you got them for free when booking me, Sir". "But I'm not into boys!". The two novices were blond and long legged, like their tutor, and stood rigidly in the display position. "No, Sir, I know, and you can just dismiss him, but they're special, brother and sister. Perhaps you'd enjoy a double penetration, Sir. It's very stimulating if you fuck a girl who already has her other hole filled". "Yeah, interesting. OK let's try that".

'She'll be troubled by those when she grows older, but just now they look magnificent'. Ann watched one of her charges, a coal black girl with very large breasts, bend over to refill the cup for a client. He stared mesmerised at the huge, but still firm mounds and said something to make her kneel and present them to him. He weighed them in his hands, testing the firm flesh and pinching the large brown nipples. Ann ambled closer and heard him asking the girl if she was booked. "No, Sir. Excuse me, Sir", she answered for her, "She's not fully trained yet, but if you book me, you can have her as well, and my other trainee". She indicated a Latino girl, whose well-shaped tits looked quite large on her slim frame. "Really, no kidding?" "Special offer this week for our most valued clients, Sir". "Well, sounds tempting and I like large tits. How about their cunts?" "I'm sure you'll find them fresh and narrow, Sir. They're sixteen and eighteen". "But hardly virgins?" "No, Sir, but even if it can be a special experience to deflower a girl, isn't the pleasure greater if she's been opened up, but is still tight?" "Maybe. OK. After breakfast". "Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir". He nodded amiably and Ann breathed a sigh of relief. He was one of the gentler clients, who rarely whipped his slaves, but their tits would be sore that evening.

"All done?" "Yes, Sir". The client withdrew his finger from the arsehole of one of the black boys and waved in front of the other's face. Charlie held his breath, but the boy didn't hesitate to clean it with his mouth. "Fine, let's take that swim. You can join me, all three of you". The two boys looked uncertainly at each other. "Scuse us, Sir, but we can't swim". "Really? OK then, run up to prepare yourselves". "Yes, Sir". They hurried away and Charlie followed him into the waves.

"This is the classic hogtie". The client tied Janet's hands palm to palm on her back. "You can cross the wrists, but that puts too much of a strain on the elbows, when you get to them. OK so far, Janet?" "Yes, Sir". The two novice slavegirls looked on while he tied their tutor's elbows and drew them tight. "Ouch!" "Too hard?" "No, Sir, it's fine". "Good girl!" He turned her around. "Not all girls are as flexible as Janet here, but look how that elbow tie makes her tits stand out". He fondled her strained breasts, pinching the nipples gently. "Delicious! I don't think I can wait". His hand wandered down her stomach and she spread her legs to give him access to the shaven cunt. "Do you mind if I give you a quick fuck before we finish tying you up?" "No, Sir". She sent him a smile and turned to kneel on the edge of the bed, wriggling her arse invitingly. "Sorry, girls, I promise to save some for you". He grinned and rammed his long cock into the narrow hole. "Ouch, aah!", she moaned. "You're just great, Janet. I've been dreaming about you for weeks, wet dreams!" "Tha...Aah! Thank you, Sir". The man threw back his head and erupted into her. "Not at all". He withdrew his dripping tool and turned to the other girls. "Clean us". The two teenagers dutifully dropped to their knees to suck him clean and lick his sperm off the soiled thighs and arsecrack. 'Good girls', Janet thought, relieved.

"Now mount him". The young boy was chained spread-eagle on the bed and his sister had been ordered to suck him hard. "Yes, Sir". She rose and tried to get her legs across, but with her hands cuffed behind her back, lost her balance and fell over. "Oops!" The client caught her, helped her squat over the erect tool, and guided in into her. "Tried this before?" "Yes, Sir, but not tied. Sorry, Sir", the girl answered humbly. "So you've fucked your brother before?" "Oh no, Sir!" "Like it?" "I, aah, I...if it please you, Sir". The boy looked up at her contorted face and closed his eyes with shame. "And now". Her nipples were pinched and a pair of clamps screwed down hard. "Augh! Please, Sir". "Never been clamped before?" "Noo, Sir, ooh!" "Just as well get used to it, now you've become a slavegirl, and the pain dulls in a while, until they come off that is". He repeated the torture on her brother, who squared his jaws and endured it in silence. "Strong boy, huh?" The screws were tightened until he winced and a long string was threaded through the four clamps. "Now lie down upon him". The client grabbed the riding girl's shoulders to support her, tightening the string until their nipples were pressed together and even the slightest movement sent stabs of pain through their chests. "Very nice and now...". He knelt to ease his erect cock into her arsehole. "Uuh, augh, aah, it hurts!", she moaned. "Never been arsefucked before?" "No, Sir", she sobbed. "A virgin, very good!" He pumped and the two teenagers moaned with pain. "Excellent advice, girl. This is really something, I can feel him all the way, and so narrow, aah!" He moved slowly, thoroughly enjoying the ride. "Rim my arse, slavegirl!" "Yes,

Sir". Chris knelt behind him and parted his arsecheeks to stick her tongue into the crack, grimacing with disgust.

"And now the main course". The client turned to the black slavegirl who was displaying herself, hands locked behind her head and long legs spread invitingly. 'Appetiser', he'd called it when he made the Latino girl straddle the sawhorse, cuffed her ankles, allowing her a toehold, and then tied her breasts at the base to make them swell like two peaches. The ends of her breast ropes were tied to a ring in the wall, forcing her into a back bend, supporting herself by her cuffed hands. 'She's uncomfortable, but not in serious pain', Ann thought. She was 'first course', almost, but not quite hanging in the shackles from her own tightly tied tits, wrists lashed to elbows, but able to support herself on the toes of her roped feet. He shackled the black girl's ankles to the foot of the bed, with her back to the rail, clipped her wrists to her collar, and tied a rope around her chest, tightening it until her large breasts were almost cut in two. Further tight ropes over her shoulders and around her back and neck crossed the swollen mounds until her tits were divided into small lumps of hurting flesh. The teenager had tears running down her cheeks, but bit her lower lip, silently enduring the torture. The client stood back. "What a delightful sight, it really makes you look pretty, ready to be eaten". He took a round, feeling up the swollen boobs. "Delicious, and now the dessert". The black girl was pressed back over the rail to make her shaven crotch stand out and her labia lips part to reveal a pink slit, glistening with moisture. "Wet, huh, enjoying this, are you?" "If it please, Sir". "It does, girl, it does". His erect member was rammed into her. "Such a tight little hole needs a lot of lubricant". 'And it 'is' lubricated, but not because she enjoys your dirty games', Ann thought. He pumped slowly, moaning with lust, but suddenly withdrew and went around the older slavegirl to ram his glistening cock up her arsehole. "Guess your cunt's not as tight as your young fellow's, but your arse will do. Ooh!" He erupted and stepped back to sink into an armchair, reaching for a drink. "Delight, pure delight!" His eyes roamed the three tormented beauties.

In the next suite Ann's husband was serving one of his regular clients, a man of about his own age, who came to stay for a couple of days every two weeks. He liked tying up a slave to fuck him after he'd striped his arse, but was quite amiable most of the time. "I've actually never tried it, you know, fucking a girl". "No, Sir?" "How is it, very different from a boy?" He eyed the teenage couple, brother and sister, who were kneeling on the floor with their arses towards him, hands drawn between their legs and wrists chained to ankles. "Not a girl's arse, I don't think, Sir, but a cunt is normally not as narrow and much more wet, though a young girl like her is probably still very tight". "But you can feel the difference?" "Yes, Sir, but again, perhaps not with a young girl". The client stuck a finger up the brown holes. "Not much difference here, but...". He penetrated the girl's pussy. "This is...well, I don't know". He withdrew the finger and presented it to the older slave's mouth to have it cleaned. "Could be interesting... Yes, place them on the edge of the bed, just like they are now, but spread their legs well. I'll put on a blindfold and you can guide me to them and my cock up the boy's arse and the girl's other hole, but don't tell me which. I want to see if I can feel the difference".

"Raise your legs and spread them wide". One of the novice slaveboys was on his back on the bed, wrists chained to the headboard. "And you get it up him, Charlie". "Yes, Sir". He knelt between the strained legs and ambled forward, hands cuffed behind his back. "Better help him, boy". "Yes, Sir". The other black slave guided the erect tool to touch the puckered hole and pressed his tutor's back gently to make him slip in. "All the way and then down to lie chest to chest. Tie them together at their collars and the underdog's feet to his lover's hands". The boys moaned softly when their strong limbs were forced into the strict bondage. "Topman's ankles to thighs". The client surveyed the trussed up pair. "Excellent, and now you". "Yes, Sir". The third boy knelt behind them and eased his cock into Charlie's hole, then had his wrists and elbows lashed together, and his collar to the other boys' hands and feet. "What a sandwich", the client chuckled and walked around the bed, looking at the strange sight from all angles. "You ought to see yourself, Charlie". "Yes, Sir, I'd sure like to", the white slaveboy moaned. "Yeah, and now it's my turn". The client knelt behind the bundle of strained boyflesh and rammed his long cock into the rearmost hole.

"Do you think it can take the strain?" "Yes, Sir, they don't weigh much". Jim looked pityingly at the three girls on the floor. Ling had two petite Filipinos of her own age in charge and the client was delighted to get the chance to try out a special fantasy. They had their wrists lashed to their elbows and ankles to thighs, knees pressed into their bellies, tied firmly with thick rope around their midriffs. He placed the three trussed up bodies side by side on the floor and tied them together at shoulders, elbows, knees and upper thighs and then wanted to suspend the bundle in the hanging shackles, but for safety had called the handyman before he tried raising them. Jim pressed the button and watched the naked bodies rise slowly, while the girls whimpered as the ropes cut deeply into their skin. "That's perfect". The client stopped him when they were hanging about three feet off the floor. "Just perfect!" He waved his cock in the face of the first girl. "Open up!" The erect tool plunged into the small mouth and fucked it brutally before it was withdrawn and rammed into Ling's and then the third girl's. "Fantastic!", he mumbled, going from mouth to mouth, "But let's try the other holes, keep them steady". "Yes, Sir". Jim's large hands grabbed Ling's shoulders and she moaned when the wet cock slid into her lubricated pussy. "Perfect, just perfect!", the client repeated, "As I thought, that position makes their cunts almost as narrow as their arseholes. Yeah, oh, yeah, fantastic!". He changed to the upper passages. Jim had to admire his stamina when he changed between the six holes so conveniently placed for his pleasure, hammering away for more than an hour, until he at last gave in and spurted into the Chinese girl's arse.

"Come on, haul!". The crop slashed down savagely on the brown arse. Fernando and his two novice boys were mowing lawns when a client booked them. He'd warned them that she could be very hard, and was worried when she ordered them on their hands and knees, facing away from each other, and had him tie up their ballsacks with rough rope and connect them. She sat down on a stool, made the older slaveboy kneel between her legs and told him to lick her hairy crotch, while she ordered the boys to crawl forward, lashing their rumps to make them begin their self torment. Fernando listened to their cries while licking her furiously. She squirmed and moaned and encouraged the boys to work harder, but suddenly collapsed in a heavy orgasm. "OK, slaves you can stop there. Tough guys you've recruited this time". "Thank you, Senhora". "Did well, so let's give them a reward. Tie them in a sixty-nine". "Yes, Senhora". He released their swollen sacks and motioned them into position on top of each other, wrists tied to ankles and cocks in each other's mouths. The client strapped on a double dildo and ordered him to lie down across the tied boys, cuffed his hands behind his back and entered his arsehole.

'Gosh! He must imagine himself in Heaven', Millie thought, and winced when a new spasm wracked her body and pain shot through her tormented nipples. She turned her head from side to side to see how her two charges were doing. The black haired girl on her left was crying silently, tears seeping from under her closed eyelids. The blonde on her right was staring at the ceiling, mouth open and gasping for breath. "Don't come", Millie whispered and saw her biting her lower lip. The three naked teenagers were side by side, with their arses on the edge of the bed, outstretched arms tied to the opposite side, legs raised and big toes tied to clamps on their nipples. Vibrating dildos were rammed into their cunts and arses and they were fighting their own bodies to keep their legs from jerking. The elderly man, who'd booked Millie, was sitting in an armchair, watching their sufferings while slowly jerking himself.

"Not so elegant, but just as effective, and it has the advantage of allowing free access to your holes". The client had finished Janet's hogtie by lashing her ankles and knees together and tying her wrists to her ankles. The next girl was beside her on the bed, wrists tied to elbows and ankles to thighs. "And now you". He turned to the third teenage girl. "The simplest of all. Give me your hands". He tied her thumbs together and ordered her on the bed beside her fellows, took the rope to force her arms up on either side of her face and ran it down her body to tie the big toes together, forcing up her legs. "See, just one piece of rope and two small knots and you're helpless". "Yes, Sir", she mumbled. "But not very accessible". He took a step back to admire his handiwork. "Nothing like a naked girl in a good hogtie, what, Janet?" "No, Sir. I'm sure we look delicious", she chuckled. "You do, my dear, you do and now the reward". He used the third girl's tied feet to tease his member to a new erection, spread the second girl's knees and plunged into her arse. "Good heavens, but you're tight, girl! How old are you?" "Seven...seventeen, Sir", she gasped, when her narrow hole was stretched. "Relax!", Janet whispered. "Ohh!" He managed to get the head of his cock past her sphincter. "It feels as if you've never had anything up here before". "No, Sir, augh!" "It does hurt the first time, but you'll soon learn to like it. Isn't that true, Janet?" "Yes, Sir, it does feel very nice". "Yess, sure does. Are you another arsevirgin?". He probed the third girl's hole with a finger. "No, Sir, condoms are so expensive". "Janet, I'm shocked! Such a depraved girl you've brought me!" "Sorry, Sir, please excuse me, Sir". "I shall". He laughed and slapped her rump. "But it'll cost you. I'll use your other hole". "Thank you, Sir".

"Really?" "Yes, Sir, it's the girl's cunt". The client removed his blindfold and looked down at the soft mounds. His cock was buried in the teenager's love tunnel and her puckered hole winked at him. "Hmm". He moved back and forth. "You're right, it's much softer and more wet, but not unpleasant". The erect tool ploughed on and the girl moaned. "Do you like this, girl?" "Ooh, yes, Sir". "What about the other hole, do you like it there?" "I.., aah! I don't know, Sir". "Never been arsefucked?" "Noo, ugh, Sir". "You are now". He withdrew his dripping tool to press against her tight sphincter. His victim whimpered, but didn't try resisting the intruder when it slowly invaded her virgin hole. "Yes, this is just like her brother's, fantastic tight. Were you another arsevirgin, boy?" "Yes, Sir", he mumbled, staring at his sister's crying face. The client moved inside her. "I, aah, I don't know...What do you like best, Eddie?" "I'm married, Sir". "I know, but don't you fuck your wife up the arse?" "Of course, Sir. She likes it there". "And you?" "I, eh, I prefer her cunt, Sir. I like it best when we're doing it missionary style so I can kiss her and lick her breasts". "Perhaps I should try that, now I have the chance". The client withdrew with a sigh and Eddie dropped to his knees to suck his cock clean. "Chain her spread-eagle on the bed". "Yes, Sir". He untied the couple and motioned the boy away while expertly stretching his sister on her back. The client hesitated, but lay down upon her and eased his still erect tool into her tunnel. "Hmm". He grabbed her firm breasts and mauled them, licking her nipples. "Yeah, they do feel nice. Suck my balls, boy". Eddie gestured to the teen, who with a grimace knelt between the two pairs of spread legs and put his mouth to the sack, sucking and licking, while his sister moaned under the attack on her delicate mounds and he could smell her arousal. "Yess, I, eh, I don't think I'll change to girls, but perhaps rent one every now and then, ooh!" He emptied himself into her and rolled off to be sucked clean by her brother.

Ben strained to see how his two charges were doing. He'd played tennis with one of his regular clients, who as usual had booked him after the game. She wasn't too bad to her male slaves, usually just tied them up and rode them, but liked clamping their nipples and balls. If she wanted to be rough, she rented a girl and tortured her while the boy was waiting to be used. He was tutoring two of the new slavegirls, nineteen and apparently very tough. Both of them had run away from abusive stepfathers, who not only used them sexually, but frequently beat them as well, especially when drunk. "We're used to it", they calmly assured him, when he demonstrated the torture devices, "Nothing as fancy as this, but a whip doesn't feel much different from a leather belt when it hits your arse". He was chained to the headboard with his feet up behind his ears, wondering why the client wanted him like that, and couldn't see the girls, only hear them whimpering. He let his head drop back. 'What's she doing to them?' "Come on, move, you lazy sluts!" The sharp crack of a crop on bare flesh was followed by a yelp from one of them. "Move!" The crop hit again and again, and he cringed at the two girls' whimpers and screams. The sounds came closer, now on either side of the bed, and he fought to raise his head again. 'The bitch!' He saw the two lithe black bodies moving slowly and painfully alongside the bed. She'd crossed their arms behind their necks and run strings from their wrists bands to their clamped nipples. Their ankle restraints were clipped together and another tight string ran from the short chain to alligator clips on their clits. Every inch they moved on their knees caused intense pain in the sensitive nubbins and every lash from the crop across their bare backs made them jerk their tortured tits. "Up upon the bed!" The client ran back and forth between the girls to encourage them with the whip. They groaned and cried, but managed to get their upper bodies on the bed and roll up to kneel in front of the tied boy. "Now lick him". The client aimed a vicious lash across a black arse. "You take his sack, and you", she whipped the other girl, "Suck his cock". The girls bent to their task and were licking and sucking frantically while the crop danced on their buttocks. "Enough!" The woman roughly pushed them to the floor, making them scream in agony, and released Ben's legs to mount him. "Aah, you're a perfect partner, Ben, on the court and in bed. You may leave now, girls, if you can free yourselves".