Surviver

Episode 13

 Episode  13.       SURVIVER         (C) dino 2001

[Start.]

[Voiceover and show scenes of island.] "We're down to five Dominant -
Submissive couples now, stranded on this tiny South Seas island and
left here to survive. Every three days, the couples will have to
compete against each other in two challenge competitions, for rewards,
and for points.

"Tonight, on Surviver." [Show five finalist couples.] "In this special,
hour and a half episode, one of these five couples will be leaving the
island with our grand prize of One Million Dollars. And stay tuned for
the reunion show, immediately following tonight's episode."

"Last time on Surviver:" [Run clips as the host, Kent, speaks.]

"We finished off the last two rounds of the partner swapping challenge,
where the submissives had to give each of the other dominants an orgasm
in a set amount of time. Myka earned the most points in the challenge,
by making all four of the other dominants cum. However the points
spread remained the same after the challenge, because when the couple's
points were totaled up, all five couples each managed to earn forty
points.

Nature's fury was unleashed that night, when a massive storm moved
through the area. Our surviver's shelter was wrecked, and much of the
island became flooded by sea water from the storm surge. The production
camp was also hit hard, and one of our trailers was washed out to sea.
Fortunately, none of the contestants were hurt and, dispite the damage
to the shelter and to many of the remote cameras, the games continued.

"The final challenge in last week's show was a race, where the
dominants had to locate, and free their submissives, and bring them
back to camp. Peter and Sue won that competition, and now hold a slight
lead in the points totals - one point ahead of Sam and Trish, who are
in second.

"Just three more days on the island for our couples. Two more
challenges left. Then we'll know, who will win, our grand prize."


[Run Opening Title Sequence.]  [Episode Intro Sequence: 65 seconds.]


[End episode intro.]


[Title: Afternoon of day Thirty Seven.]

It's mid afternoon by the time the couples get cleaned up, after the
doms slogging through the muddy jungle all morning, searching for their
partners in the challenge. Sam and Trish offer to take the boat over to
Mohi Island for some eggs and chickens.

Peter helps Sam get the boat down into the water. Sam takes along a
machete for chopping chickens heads off, and a fishing pole and net so
they can catch some fish along the way. Trish also has a pillow to sit
on because of the five, still stinging marks on her ass, from the
Major's use of a cane on her in the challenge. Trish gets into the
boat, and Peter gives Sam a hand to push it out into deeper water. Sam
climbs in and starts the motor. The little boat roars away from the
island.

Peter joins Sue, who's sitting in the shade with Lisa and Myka. The two
subs are brushing out their long hair.

Lisa: "I think that we're at the bottom of the points now. We must be
more than thirty points below Sam and Trish."

Peter: "Less than that, I think. Sue and I are two points over Sam and
Trish. I'm surprised that we're all still fairly even. You two could
still take this thing by winning the next two challenges."

Myka: "That's if we are less than forty points behind. And assuming
that the next two challenges both score twenty for first place."

Peter: "There's still second place. A hundred and fifty thousand isn't
anything to sneeze at."

Lisa: "A hundred and fifty thousand, for a little over a month's work
ain't too bad. If you could call what we're doing out here work."

Sue: "I know. While it's been a tough game at times, this is still one
of the best vacations we've ever had. And all for free, too."

Lisa: "Win or lose, Myka and I have had a wonderful time, right hon?"

Lisa moves Myka's hair to the side and she puts her arm around her
lovely submissive. Myka turns to her, and she gives Lisa a shy kiss.
Lisa kisses her back, with a bit more passion. The two girls hug each
other tightly.

Sue sees the look in both the girl's eyes, and she smiles. She turns to
Peter and takes hold of his arm. Peter brushes some strands of hair
from Sue's face, and he gives her a kiss.

Peter: "It's going to be hard having to leave all this and go back home
in three days."

[Cut to: Down the beach where the mail tree was.]

A shattered stump is all that's left of the crooked tree that held the
bamboo mail tube. Up near the jungle's edge, the Major sits alone on
the sand. His back rests against a tree, and he is staring blankly out
to sea.

The camera moves in closer, and, after a moment, he looks up into the
lens.

[Iso shot, the Major.] Major: "I really thought that I had a good shot
at winning this thing. I'd worked my sub hard to prepare for this game.
I really thought that she was ready.

"I'm loath to say it, but I can't say the fault is all hers. I've
tracked through endless jungles and have never gotten lost. Yet in this
morning's challenge, on this tiny jungle island, I got turned around
and I wasted precious minutes finding my way again.

"I just don't understand what went wrong."

[Cut to: The surviver's camp.]

Brandi is chopping up some coconut on a board, while Marsha is mixing
dough to make biscuits. Jane is boiling water to make tea. There's
still standing puddles of water around the campsite, from the flood the
night before, and Hector the pig is rolling around in one of them.

Brandi: "I'll ask Kent if we can take Hector home with us. If it's
going to be a problem though, I want you to forget about it. All
right?"

Marsha: "Yes, mistress. And thank you."

Brandi: "Don't thank me too soon. It's you that's going to be taking
care of it."

Marsha: "Hector won't be a lot of trouble, mistress. I promise."

Brandi: "Yeah, right."

Jane: "Do you both live on a farm?"

Brandi: "No, we rent a house in town."

Marsha: "There's a big backyard though."

Brandi: "And what about when winter comes? Do pigs like snow?"

Marsha: "Well. . . ."

Brandi: "I know! We could turn the spare bedroom into a barnyard.
Shovel in some dirt, let him crap all over the place. Sure! No
problem."

Jane: "I remember hearing someplace that pigs can make good pets. When
kept indoors, they can be very clean."

Hector, having decided he's had enough rolling in the mud puddle,
stands and shakes himself off like a dog. Blobs of mud fly off him,
some, to splatter on Jane's legs and feet. Marsha laughs, while Brandi
rolls her eyes.

Brandi: "Yeah, right."

[Cut to: The boat, nearing Chicken Island.] Clumps of brown float near
the shore of the island. Sam slows the motor and takes a paddle to poke
at one. It's a dead chicken. Closer in, and there's more of them.
Drowned chickens, floating in the sea and washed up on shore. A few
live ones fight over the carcasses of their dead.

Trish: "Yuck! Looks like the storm took it's toll around here."

Sam gets the boat landed on the rocky shore and then he and Trish look
around. At a quick glance, it's estimated that nearly a quarter of the
chickens have drowned, or have been washed out to sea. Sam picks up one
of the dead birds and looks it over.

Sam: "You think it's still edible?"

Trish: "I don't know. It's been thirty six hours since the storm."

Sam and Trish scout through the jungle a bit, and collect five of the
dead chickens that don't look too bad. Nests have been washed away, and
the eggs upset or broken. Trish gathers up a few to take back.

Sam: "I don't want to be killing chickens that have survived through
the storm. We'll take these, and see if they're any good. We're going
to cook them, so the meat should still be Ok to eat."

Trish: "Yeah, alright. There's always fish to catch."

They get into the boat and start back. Along the way, where the water
gets deeper, Sam cuts into a chicken to get some bits of meat for bait.
He and Trish throw lines over the side, and after about an hour, they
have managed to hook three large fish. Sam fires up the motor and they
head for home.

Lisa and Brandi and their subs are playing around out in the water,
when they hear the little motor boat return. Lisa and Myka help Sam
land the boat. Trish shows the other girls the chickens they'd found.

Trish: "It was a pretty gruesome sight over there. Drowned chickens
floating in the ocean and laying around on the shore. Even up in the
jungle there were dead ones."

Marsha: "The poor things! They couldn't even fly up into the trees when
the water got high."

Sam: "I heard once that turkeys are so stupid that when it rains,
they'll look up to see where the water's coming from. Their beaks fall
open and the rain fills up their throats and they drown."

The Major has wandered over and he's caught the tail end of Sam's
story. He gives a low chuckle. Brandi sees this.

Brandi: "Hey, it's not funny, Sam. The poor chickens had no chance in
the storm the other night."

Major: "It's nature we're dealing with out here, Brandi. Survival of
the fittest." He looks at Sam. "Or smartest."

Trish: "So what about these chickens and eggs. Think they're still good
to eat?"

The Major picks up one of the carcasses, the one that Sam had cut into.
He pulls the feathers aside and smells the meat.

Major: "Should be Ok. They weren't dead long, and it's been cooler
yesterday than before. Make sure they're cooked well, just to be safe."

The Major hands the chicken off to Myka and walks away. Lisa looks at
the chicken, and then at Trish.

Lisa: "I don't think I want any chicken."

Sam: "Well there's lots of fish too, so we won't starve."

Trish and Myka help Sam bring their catch to a shady spot under a tree,
and they get busy cleaning the meat and fish for dinner. The prepared
food is brought to camp, where Brandi has a pot of rice cooking. Peter
sets the grill over the fire, while Sue wraps the fish in wet leaves.
When the food's cooked, Jane and The Major join the group for supper.

When dinner's done and the camp is cleaned up, the group heads for the
beach to wash up. Most of the couples go in for a swim with a bar of
soap that's passed around, so they can clean up. Then, back on dry
land, the couples assemble together on logs around the fire pit.

The men get some wood together, and Lisa goes up to the shelter for a
few matches. The fire is lit, and everyone settles in for the nightly
entertainment of watching the wood burn. Darkness descends. The sounds
of the gentle waves lapping at the shore once more work their magic on
everyone, lulling them into that tranquil, island state of mind.

From time to time, people get up to get some food, or drink, or go to
the toilet. It's a warm, lazy evening.

Brandi: "God it's beautiful out here."

Lisa: "Who's got a campfire tale?"

Brandi: "We've both gone already."

Sue: "You've heard mine."

Trish: "Jane's heard mine."

Sam: "What? When?"

Trish: "A while back, on the shelter steps. I thought that it would
help her. Help her understand us, the way we submissives are."

The Major looks at Jane, but he doesn't say anything. He gets up to
head for the latrine.

Lisa: "How about you, Peter. Even the Major has entertained us with a
couple of tales."

Peter: "Well. . . I, uh. . . ."

Sue: "Tell them how you met Claire."

Sue's eyes are shining as she looks at her husband. Peter looks a
little uncomfortable, but as everyone is now staring at him, he feels
that he can protest no further.

[Voiceover:] "Claire was Peter's first wife, killed in a traffic
accident a little over seven years ago."

Peter: "Okay. It was quite a while ago, back when I was in college. I
partied a lot more back then, but then didn't we all at that age."

Peter smiles, but his focus is inward, tugging at memories he hasn't
approached since he met Sue.

Peter: "I remember that night I was out with a friend, just driving
around town, not doing much, when he tells me about this huge party
some friends of his were having. Apparently his friends had rented some
space in an old office building that was scheduled to come down. They
had gotten the space cheap because a lot of them had pitched in, and
also because almost all the previous tenants had by then moved out.
There were only a few days left on the month's lease so they were
having a party. I said sure, let's go, so we went.

"I was unprepared for the scale of things. There were maybe a couple of
hundred kids there by the time we arrived, and the party had spilled
out to take over most of the building. It was getting pretty trashed
from the inside, with people breaking into empty offices for more room.
But no one cared since the wrecking ball would be bringing the place
down soon anyway.

"Still, it was a madhouse. A band had shown up and was playing loud
music in one of the bigger rooms, and there was beer and booze
everywhere. The people. . . well, there were a few that I knew, but for
the most part it was a crowd of strangers.

"I remember standing with some friends of mine when I saw some punkers
come strolling through, maybe five or six of them. All about my age.
They were all done up the way you would expect, makeup, wild hairdos,
leather, chains...the works. All guys except for one of them, a girl
just as wildly dressed as they were. Except. . . except that, she was
on a leash. It was attached to a thick black collar around her neck,
and as they walked by I could see her hands were cuffed behind her."

Peter looks up at this point, and his eyes flicker briefly over the
attentive group.

"Of course, that was what drew my initial attention to the group. I
knew, even back then, that I was interested in bondage, and to see a
girl being walked around in public like that. . . well. . . what would
you do? Anyway, it isn't until they are almost out of the room when I
bother to really look at the girl's face, and instead of the bravado
and cheer that I see on her companions faces, hers is quiet, subdued.

"I remember thinking about her as the night went on, her face. . . and
those cuffs, never quite getting her out of my head. I took a few walks
around the building looking for them, and whenever I spotted them I
just stood and watched them for a while. The guys were all piss and
vinegar, but the girl never spoke a word that I saw.

"Then, I found her alone. I came upon her suddenly in a stairwell, her
leash tied out of her reach to a pipe in the wall. People going by were
giving her strange looks and some were laughing at her, but she wasn't
looking at any of them."  

Peter swallows nervously, as if actually back in that time. By the
look in his eyes, it seems that he could be.

"I go up to her, and ask her if she's okay. She says she is, but
doesn't look at me, so I ask her if she wants me to untie her leash and
she shakes her head. There are. . . lots of questions I want to ask
her, stuff about bondage and what she's into. . . but this was back
before the internet was big, and up until then I didn't really know how
to approach the subject. I knew Sam back then of course, but neither of
us at that time had come out of the closet, so to speak, about our
feelings on the subject. So I asked her if she was usually left alone
like this. She looked up at me and told me to go away, but there was a
look in her eyes, something that struck me deep. She was afraid, very
afraid, not of me, but of. . . ."

Peter pauses, and looks over at Jane. "It's been a long time since I've
seen a look like that on a woman's face. I never thought I'd see it
again."

He stares at Jane, and one by one, the others turn to look at her too. 
Uncomfortable at the sudden scrutiny, Jane stands. She looks like she's
about to say something, something personal, but holds it back. Instead
she says:

Jane: "I had better go see if my Master needs anything,"

Jane leaves. The group watches her go, until Brandi prompts Peter to
continue. Peter drags his thoughts back, from the present, to the past.

Peter: "Well, about then the boyfriend shows up. Come back to claim
her. I see in her eyes then who it is that she is afraid of, and I have
to tell you it made me angry. It didn't help that the guy was such an
asshole. He starts bitching at me about why I was there. What was I
doing talking to his girl. He was really insulting." Peter begins to
look really embarrassed at this point. "I don't know if you want to
really hear this,"  

The others ask him to continue, but it's Sue's voice that is strongest.

Sue: "TELL them," she urges, looking him directly in the eye.

After a moment, never looking away from Sue, Peter continues.   

Peter: "Maybe it was the beer, maybe it was the girl. . . maybe it was
because the guy was just being such an immature sniveling prick, but I
lost my temper. I have a. . . strong temper. . . when I'm finally
prodded into losing it. I know Sam could tell you of a time or two when
he's seen it. But back then I was. . . well. . . less in control."

Peter takes a quick glance around the group, and sees that the Major
has yet to return.

Peter: "Believe me, if the teenage me was here on this island, I
probably WOULD have hit the Major by now."

There are chuckles from the group.

"But when the punk starts to push me, actually touch me, I. . . punched
him."

Peter looks down, anywhere but in someone's eyes.

Sue: "Go on."  

Sue is holding his hand, giving him some of her strength. The others
can see that this isn't just a story. Peter is actually wrestling with
an inner demon to bring all this out.

Peter: "Just one punch, and down he goes, rolling down the stairs until
he hits the wall at the bottom. The people around us all stop and
stare, and, for a moment, I wonder if I have killed him. But he moves
again and gets up on his hands and knees, blood pouring from his face.
He starts swearing at me, calling me every name he can think of while
trying to get to his feet. When he does, he has a chain in his hand. A
nasty looking thing about a foot long, and the way he holds it. . . you
know, it's amazing how vivid that moment is to me, even after all these
years. But the way he was holding it told me that he was well used to
using that thing as a weapon.

"To be honest, a part of me thought I was done for, but another part
still held on to the anger, and that must have been what was showing
because when we lock eyes, he stops talking. He tries to swear at me
again, but there is nothing in it, and then he tells me I'm welcome to
her before he turns and runs down the stairs."

Peter's fists are clenched, knuckles white, but Sue calmly rubs both
his wrists with her hands, soothing the anger the memories have
stirred.

"I look back at the girl who looks as frightened as ever, and she says
that the guy will be back with his friends soon. Feeling brave, I ask
her if she thinks I couldn't handle them, and I actually see a glint of
surprise. . . and also relief, in her expression. I unclip the leash
from her collar, I didn't need it, and told her I thought it best we
both got out of there. She didn't argue. We went out a side door, half
in a run, the girl moving awkwardly because of her bound hands and high
heels. It isn't until we are a few blocks away before we both begin to
relax. It was three o'clock in the morning then, but I could see her
better now with the street lights and I could tell that under all the
makeup, she was quite pretty. I guess. . . well. . . if not love at
first sight, then maybe at least a very strong attraction?

"Anyway, I asked her if there was someplace I could take her, but she
said the only place in town she knew was the punk's, so I took her home
with me. It was a night of. . . well, discovery. I found out her name
was Claire, and that the punk whose name I can't remember now, had
basically held the girl against her will for six months because she
owed him some money. She told me she was. . . well, working it off.
Apparently the asshole was making her earn her way by pimping her off
to his friends. She was a wreck."

Peter takes a deep breath. Those sitting closest to him can see the
tears in his eyes as he's looking back at his past.

"While she's telling me this, spilling her guts out to a complete
stranger, I'm hunting around the apartment for something to get her
cuffs off. But I can't find anything and in the end she says it didn't
matter, that she really didn't mind the cuffs. But she hated the way
she looked, hated the clothes forced upon her and the make up.

"Well, of course my ears perked up at hearing that she didn't mind
being cuffed up, but at the time there were other things to be done.
She was crying, a bit hysterical, a bit angry. She kept saying how
dirty she was, how ugly, and I did my best to calm her down.

"Eventually. . . I had to take her clothes from her, all the stuff she
had been given to wear. She insisted on it, she hated them. Much of it
I had to cut off her because of her cuffs and she didn't care."

Peter swallows, looking uncomfortable, and also more angry. 

"It was. . . as she was becoming exposed that I nearly lost my temper
for the second time that night. Remember that chain I told you the guy
pulled. Well, I was right. Claire had several sets of ribbon bruises,
across her back, arms and legs. Some were pretty fresh and looked
painful, even though she didn't complain. It made me want to go find
the guy and kill him, honest to God. But instead I went and ran her a
bath, and I washed her down, got off all the make up and stuff. You
know, I was right, she was very pretty."

Peter stops talking for a little while and the group sits in silence. 
Sam, who has heard this story only once before, but not with this much
emotion added, takes comfort in Trish as he remembers the Claire that
he knew. Sue has her attention on Peter, giving him what support she
can as he weeps silently, his grief visible only to her who knows him
so well.

The others dwell on the images Peter has presented them, the fight, the
girl's injuries, the scared look in her eyes. It is Myka who breaks the
silence.  

Myka: "Did you ever get him?"

Peter doesn't look at her. "I took care of Claire, made things right
for her. She had no family that gave a damn about her, so she stayed
with me. We fell in love, got married. . . . excuse me."

Peter suddenly stands, and walks away from the fire, vanishing into the
darkness in the direction of the beach. The others watch him go.

Sam: To Sue. "Why did you make him tell that story?"  

Sam knows how strong the feeling are that Peter still has for the wife
he lost.

Sue: "Trust me, Sam. He needed to."

Sue then leaves, following her husband.

Out in the darkness, on her own, Jane sits quietly. In the shadows on
the other side of the firepit, a second lone figure stirs. The Major
stands, and returns to the circle of firelight.

Much later on, the couples begin to stand and stretch, then head off
towards the toilet and to the shelter. Sam and Peter give their wives a
hug and a kiss, and send them off to bed. They're the last to remain,
down by the fire.

Sam: "You and her had a lot of great times together, you know."

Peter: "Yeah, I know. Life does tend to go on, doesn't it. Come on,
Sam. Let's call it a night."

Sam: "Sure."

[Title: DAY THIRTY EIGHT.]

[Dawn's light. On the beach.] The Major and Jane are up early like
always and doing their regular morning workout. The Major slows and
stretches, working a knot out of his back.

Major: "What was that little chat that Trish said you'd had on the
shelter steps about?"

Jane is doing her fifty pushups on the sand, and she decides that it's
best to keep doing them while she answers her dom's question.

Jane: "Nothing," puff. "Sir. She," puff. "just sat and," puff.
"talked," puff. "to me."

Jane is up to forty six and the Major takes note of the trembling in
her arms as she raises herself up. He shakes his head, but lets her
finish the set before speaking again.

Major: "What did she talk to you about?"

Jane collapses on the sand. She's breathing hard but, in a moment, she
answers.

Jane: "Trish started telling me about a time when she. . ."

Major: "On your feet and face forward!"

Jane quickly stands up, stands at attention, facing the ocean.

Major: "A time when she, what?"

Jane: "A time when she was locked in chains and placed in a dark cave
by her dominant to find her own way out, sir. I didn't really
understand what she was talking about."

Major: "And what did you say?"

Jane: "I told her that I didn't understand. Sir. It seemed like she had
wanted her dominant to chain her up inside the cave and leave her.
Like a challenge, I guess. She wanted to try and find her own way out."

More than just a challenge, though. Jane had sensed the excitement in
Trish as she relived the scene and told her the tale. It had seemed
like much more than just a thing to suffer through, like all of her
scenes with the Major are. For Trish, the experience had a deeply
sexual overtone to it. "Awesome", Trish had said. And it had sounded
like it was all her idea to do it. Her dom only helped in making it
happen.

Major: "And what was it you said last night, that prompted Peter to
tell that story he told?"

Jane stiffens as her eyes briefly glance the Major's way. He,
naturally, sees this.

Jane: "Nothing, Sir. I didn't say anything to him, or anyone else."

The Major stands staring at his sub. After a minute or so, he looks
away, out to sea. Jane's eyes flicker to the side. The Major isn't
saying anything now. He's staring out to sea, seemingly thinking about
something.

Jane thinks back to that girl that Peter talked about, last night,
around the fire. Jane had seen a lot of herself in that girl. The way
she'd come to accept her life with that guy, the way she'd given up all
hope of ever having a normal life with someone kind, and caring. The
way she herself had been, before coming to this island.

Like a miner who's been trapped by a cave-in, deep underground, who
spies a flickering glimmer of hope through the wall of shattered rock
blocking his tunnel, that weak, and beaten spark of spirit that was the
girl now called Jane, begins to shine a bit brighter.

All of the subs who've been on this island have seemed to almost enjoy
their time in bondage. It's never been something distressing that
they'd had to bear. The cuffs and chains, and even with the handcuffs
they'd had to wear after that card matching challenge, their bondage
had always seemed to give them a sense of something like pleasure. A
sense of completeness.

The remnants of the spirit of the girl Jane once was, raises it's
voice, adding to the maelstrom of thoughts swirling madly inside of her
head.

Jane watches as a seagull dives to snatch something from the surface of
the water. It gains height, and swoops high over her head with a small
fish in it's beak. Jane's eyes flicker downward to the cuffs and chain
on her wrists. There's something very wrong with her life with the
Major.

The Major, sensing his sub's confusion, finally speaks.

Major: "You just forget all about Peter and Sue, and put your efforts
into winning this game. It's a Million Dollars, Jane. Two more
challenges to win, and it's ours. I'm not going to be very happy if I
have to leave here without that money in my pocket. Understand?"

Jane: "Yes, Sir. We're going to take this thing, Sir."

Major: "That's right. Now, go prepare my breakfast."

Jane makes a smart about face and then walks off towards the shelter.
Jane, for the first time in quite a while, makes up her own mind on
something that will concern her directly. At their campsite, Jane sees
Sue and Peter sitting at the partially repaired table. Jane has made
the decision to seek help, in escaping from the Major.

Jane: "Good morning, Sue, Sir."

Peter: "Morning, Jane."

Sue: "Good morning."

Peter and Sue look at one another as Jane goes to the food storage
shelf to get her master's breakfast ready. Peter refills his coffee cup
and he goes to the food shelf for a bit of sugar. He sees Jane stiffen
slightly when he approaches her. Then, Jane speaks to him in a low
voice, not looking directly at him.

[The sound quality is poor.]

Jane: "Sir, may I have a word?"

Peter, sensing that something serious is up, gets some sugar into his
coffee and he stirs it with a stick. He turns away from Jane to look
out over their campsite. He is keeping an eye out for Him.

Peter: Softly. "Of course, Jane."

Jane: "Sir. I feel that my time with the Major is finished. Win or
lose, I don't think that I can return home with him. Susan has
mentioned to me that you would perhaps be able to help me get away from
him. Please, Sir. I need to be free of the Major."

Peter takes a slow sip of his coffee.

Peter: "It's best we're not seen talking. Yes, Jane. Of course we'll
help you. We'll meet later when he's not around."

Peter reaches up and gets the can of tea off the food shelf. He opens
the lid and holds the tin out towards Jane. Jane looks at his face,
then down into the tin of tea. She reaches in to take out a tea bag,
then continues on with the making of her dominant's morning cup of tea.

Brandi, Lisa, and their subs, have woken up and they step out from the
shelter. The four girls head off towards the latrine. The Major comes
up from the beach to be handed his coconut shell cup of tea by Jane.
Sam and Trish leave the shelter, and they sit with Peter at the table.
Jane and Sue are preparing some fruit and eggs for breakfast.

The Major sits at the table and the three men begin talking. Jane
glances towards the table a couple of times. Sue sees this, and she
walks past the fire where Jane is watching the eggs boiling in a pot.
Sue gives Jane a look. Jane looks back at the table. Sue gives Jane
another "look", one that says, "Keep your attentions on what you're
doing, girl."

Jane gets it. She gives the eggs a gentle stir with a stick.

Sam: "So, Major. Figured out what you'll do with the million?"

Major: "Not yet. It's a lot of money."

Sam: "Yes, it would be. It would sure solve some of our problems."

Marsha and Myka return with a big bunch of bananas. Lisa and Brandi
join the others at the table.

Brandi: "Marsha wants to bring home that stupid pig. If we win, I'll
have to buy a farm."

Marsha: "Hector isn't stupid. He's very smart."

Brandi: "He's a pig, Marsha. Is he going to find a job to earn his
keep if we don't win?"

Trish: "Maybe Home Showcase could find work for him. Put him in a TV
show, like Arnold the Pig on Green Acres."

The Major and Sam are grinning. The others draw a blank. That show
aired back before their time.

Trish: She looks around. "Green Acres. . . ? Never mind."

After their breakfast, most of the contestants head down to the beach
for swims, and some laying around. Sam asks the Major if he'd like to
join him and Trish for some fishing. So the three take the boat out to
head to deep water, out past the reef.

Peter and Sue head up the beach a ways to stake out a shady spot under
some trees. Jane watches from the end of the jungle path, as Sam and
Trish take the Major out in the boat. Peter scans the jungle around
them for hidden microphones and cameras, and doesn't see any that look
like they're working. But, as Jane moves up the beach to where they
are, a camera crew follows her.

Peter and Sue watch as Jane moves to join them and the camera sets up.
Jane is looking nervously at the camera, and Peter glances into the
lens a few times too. But all three survivors know, that the camera
will not be denied, the filming of this upcoming little piece of real
life drama.

Peter: "Let's all keep in mind that what we say here is being recorded.
All right, we all know what's going on here. The questions that remain
are when, and how. Sue?"

Sue: "Jane. You told me once before that he has friends, people he can
call. Do you believe that they may get involved in this?"

Jane: "I. . . Maybe. They've done favours for him before."

Sue: "Do you believe they would resort to acts of violence against you,
or anyone who attempted to help you?"

Jane: "I. . . . Against myself, most definitely. Though I'm sure that
he would prefer to do that him -"

Peter: "- LET'S, watch what we say, here."

Jane: "Oh! I'm sorry, Sir."

Peter: "It's alright, Jane. Act like anything we say can be used
against us, or someone else, in a court of law. Let's not create
troubles where we don't need to."

Sue bends to cup her hand over her mouth against Peter's ear. She
whispers something to him. He whispers something into her ear with his
hand up, so the camera can't catch it. This goes back and forth a few
times, with both Peter and Sue seemingly getting more and more
agitated. Finally, Peter pulls back. He looks hard at Sue.

Peter: "I've decided."

Sue: "Yes, Master."

Both Peter and Sue give Jane a glance. Jane moves to stand up.

Jane: "I can't have my troubles affecting you people. You shouldn't be
getting involved in this. You needn't bother about me, I'll be all
right."

Peter: "Jane. Sit down again. Please."

After a moment, Jane sits back down with them.

Peter: "We're already involved. Now, the when, we'll work out later on.
None of us are going to go anywhere for the next three days anyway. 

"The how, is this. The proper authorities will have to be contacted.
There are shelters for women such as yourself, and they'll be able to
help you better than we can. They can send you to another State, with a
new name, and a new identity. You'll be able to get work, and make a
new life for yourself."

Peter moves towards Jane with his hand raised. Jane's eyes widen and
she draws back. Both Peter and Sue see this. Peter freezes. He slowly
raises his hand up to his mouth. Jane relaxes now, and bends her ear
towards him.

Peter whispers something into Jane's ear. A small grin comes to her
lips. Peter draws back and looks into Jane's eyes.

Peter: "We'll see. I've yet to ask them about it, but I'm sure it will
be alright.

"If you don't want to go back home with the Major, I'll not stand by
and have you forced to go with him against your will. Understood?"

Peter is looking at Jane, but he looks at Sue as well. Sue turns to
Jane.

Sue: "It'll be Ok, Jane. Whatever happens, Peter will make sure that
nothing bad comes from all this."

Jane: "Thank you, Mistress Sue. Sir."

Peter: "Uh, I'm Peter. This is just Sue."

Jane: "Yes, Sir."

Peter: "Ah, Ok. Let's go for a swim."

The group stand up to move across the beach. At the water's edge, Peter
takes hold of one of Sue's hands, and one of Jane's hands. Together,
the three run splashing into the surf and kicking up a spray.

In deeper water, Sue takes Jane's hands in hers and she looks into the
girl's eyes. Jane is smiling now, and there's a definite change in her
demeanour. Peter moves towards her and Sue.

Sue: "It'll be all right, Jane. You have to believe that it will."

Peter: "Jane. You'll have to act the same around him as you always
have. He's not stupid. Just one look at your face right now, and he's
going to know that something's up."

Sue: "That's right. And you're still going to have to compete in the
challenges as you've always done too. The Major still has every right
to win the money, same as we all do. If we let any of this interfere
with the game, we're all going to catch Hell."

Peter looks around and sees a camera on the beach focused on them. He
turns back to Sue and Jane.

Peter: "That's very true. I don't want to see him win, but we have to
keep this outside of the game. Besides, if he sees that you're not
trying, he's going to suspect something. If he does, he'll be watching
you like a Hawk, and you might not get a chance to slip away. We have
to stay true to the game and have everyone have a fair chance at
winning. That means you and him too."

Jane's face has dropped while Peter has been talking to her. He brings
his hand to her chin to lift her face up to him. Peter smiles at her.

Peter: "Don't get nervous when you're around him, Jane. Just keep doing
what you've been doing, and everything's going to work out."

Jane: "I'll try, Sir, uh, Peter."

Peter: Smiling. "Maybe you had better stick to Sir, for now."

[Cut to: The boat.] Sam is driving the boat back, with the Major
sitting on the center seat, Trish up front. Sam brings the boat close
to shore and shuts the motor off, then lifts it. The boat grounds out
on the sand. Sam and the Major climb out to pull it up on the beach.

Sam helps Trish out of the boat. Jane has been sitting on shore eating
some fruit, and she goes to help drag the boat up higher. She hands a
few pieces of fruit to the two others, and to her dominant. The Major
gives her a quick look over, then turns to help Sam lift up the cooler
of fish they'd caught.

Trish: "Jane, could you help me clean the fish, please?"

Jane: "Sure, Trish."

The Major hands Trish his knife, then he and Sam head off. Trish goes
into the jungle to find some big leaves to wrap their catch. Jane
begins cutting into the biggest fish, and seagulls gather to wait for
the scraps. Trish lays out five banana leaves on the boat seats.

Trish: "Talk to Peter and Sue?"

Jane: "I. . . err, yes."

Trish: "We're all here for you, Jane. We'll help you get through this
thing."

Jane: "Thank you, Trish."

Up at camp, Sue and Myka are squeezing out the juice from a bunch of
fruit. Brandi has a pot of beans cooking. Sam and Peter go for water.
The Major sits across from Lisa and Marsha, drinking some juice.

Trish brings the wrapped fish up to camp. She and Myka unwrap the
leaves to sprinkle some lemon and lime juice over the fish. The packets
are then placed on the grill over the fire to cook. By the time Sam and
Peter return with jugs of fresh water, lunch is ready.

The group spend a relaxing afternoon down by the water, swimming or
snoozing in the shade. Dinner is more fish, caught near the reef by
Peter, and a big can of soup is heated to go along with it. The nightly
bonfire is lit, but there's little talk around the campfire this night.
The couples are all mentally preparing for the next day's important
challenge.

[Title: DAY THIRTY NINE.]

[Dawn.] The Major and Jane head down to the beach to start their
morning workout. Planted in the sand on the beach, is a camera tripod,
and hanging from it, is a bamboo tube.

Major: "The new mail tree."

The Major reaches into the tube to pull out a scrap of paper. On it, is
printed:

"Submissives: Ride the bucking bronco! Best times win points. Meet at
the big clearing at noon."

Major: He snorts. "Bucking bronco! Like the ones they have in bars?
Well, Hell. If it's for you subs, I'm gong to take it easy today. You
buck up and finish your sets. I'm going to get something to eat."

Jane begins with a few stretching exercises to limber up, while she
watches her dominant head back to camp. She turns to face the rising
sun, spreads her feet to the limit of her ankle chain, and with her
hands up over her head, she bends to one side, then the other.

At camp, the Major gets a fire going. While he waits for the wood to
catch, he does a bit of stretching and bending. Then he puts on a pot
of water.

Peter is up and he returns from the toilet, passing Sam and Trish on
the way. He joins the Major at the table. The Major pulls the challenge
announcement from the pocket of his shorts and hands it to Peter. Peter
reads the note.

Peter: "The subs ride a bucking bronco machine until they're bounced
off?"

Major: "Sounds like."

Sam has joined the other two men, and he reads the challenge.

Sam: "Seems like most of the times that we try to guess what the
challenge is, it has turned out to be something entirely different."

Peter: He laughs. "Yeah. I guess we'll just have to wait and see."

Breakfast is made from whatever is on hand on the food storage shelf.
There's rice, and beans, and rice with beans, and Myka makes a stew
with leftover fish from yesterday's supper and some milk powder.

Towards noon, the group takes fruit to munch on during the walk, and
they all head to the big clearing where the challenge will be.

When they get to the site, the first thing they see is a long rail with
a sort of a saddle mounted on it at one end. On closer examination, the
subs see that a big rubbery dildo sticks up from the center of the
saddle. The doms relax then, and start looking around for comfy places
to sit and watch the show. Kent and Brent meet the group near the rail.
Miss Kate is seated on a chair at the end, with a stopwatch in her
hand.

Kent: "Welcome, everyone. This is our second to last challenge in the
game. It's a race against time, for the submissives only, and the
points are the usual twenty, fifteen and ten."

Kent moves to the saddle at the end of the rail. The rail is mounted
three feet off the ground with steel A frames underneath, at each end.
Two big jugs of water sit nearby with a jar of lubricant jelly on the
ground beside them.

Kent: "Ok. The rail is thirty feet long, and the idea is for each of
you subs to sit up in the saddle, and propel yourself to the other end.
How? Well it's quite easy, really."

Kent takes hold of the dildo, which is made from a soft, squishy
synthetic rubber, coloured a bright green, and contrasting nicely with
the dark brown leather of the saddle. A darker rod can be seen inside
of the dildo. Kent pushes the dildo forward, and a click and a thump is
heard. The saddle moves forward two inches along the rail on roller
bearings underneath. Kent pulls back on the dildo, and the saddle moves
ahead another two inches.

Kent: "With the dildo up inside of you, all you have to do is rock back
and forth and you'll drive yourself to the end of the rail. Fastest
three times win points.

"Now the problem we'll have is with your ankle chains. We'll need two
strong dominants to lift the rail up off it's support, so I can get
your ankle chain under the rail when you get seated in the saddle. Any
volunteers? Peter and Sam?"

Peter and Sam look around, but they don't mind getting volunteered all
that much. Grinning, they move towards Kent, who's fitting a steel rod
through a hole near the saddle end of the rail.

Brent pulls a lever under the saddle to move it back into the starting
position. He then takes some water to wet the seat down, and he smears
a dollop of lube on the end of the dildo. Peter and Sam move to either
side of the rail.

Kent: "Should we draw cards, or does anyone want to go first?"

Trish, and Jane, both move to step forward. Kent sees them and grins.

Kent: "That's the spirit, girls. Jane, how about you go first?"

Jane: "Thank you, Sir."

With the help of Kent and Brent, Jane steps up on the back of the A
frame and she positions herself over the saddle. Her mouth is set in a
tight, grim line. She puts one hand under her, to ease the big rubber
cock inside of her. Once she's seated down on the saddle, Kent lets go
of her arm, while Brent steadies her upright in the seat. Kent gives a
signal to Peter and Sam, who lift up on the bar that is through the
rail. The rail and Jane rise up a few inches. Kent slips Jane's ankle
chain over the top of the A frame and under the rail. Peter and Sam
lower the rail, while Jane straightens herself to sit tall in the
saddle. She doesn't look very happy.

Kent: "Excellent. Peter, pull the bar out and take it to the other end.
Both you and Sam will follow each sub as they progress down the rail. I
don't think anyone will fall off, but just be there if they do. At
the end, once they've passed the finish point, help them get stopped.
Those are the only times you can touch one of the subs, at the end, or
if it looks like they're going to fall, Ok? No talking to them either."

Sam: "Got it."

Kent: "Hold still, Jane, until I give you the word."

Brent reaches under the saddle to release the brake. Kent glances at
Miss Kate, who readies her stopwatch.

Kent: "Ready? Set? GO!"

Jane grips the front of the saddle tight, and rocks her hips forward.
She hears the sound of the ratchet underneath the saddle engage, and
she moves forward a bit. Jane rocks back, pressing her bum against the
back of the saddle, and she feels herself move ahead a little more.
Forward and back. Forward and back. Jane picks up some speed as she
drives the saddle down the rail.

When she shifts herself forward, the soft rubber dildo pushes deep up
inside of her, and her clit rubs against the leather saddle ahead of
it. A tingling bolt of pleasure shoots through her body each time. When
she rocks backwards, the dildo presses hard against her G spot inside
of her. Each engagement of the ratchet under the saddle can be heard,
and felt, transmitted directly inside of her most sensitive areas by
the stiff rod inside the dildo. As Jane picks up speed, she begins
breathing harder.

The saddle stops moving with a little jerk. Jane hasn't rocked forward
quite enough, and the mechanism hasn't engaged properly. It takes a
second for her to realize this, because she's getting close to cumming.
Jane shifts her hips back hard, then forward again, and the saddle
begins moving. She's half way to the end now. Ahead, then back. Ahead,
then back. Jane has found her rhythm now and, with a look of
determination on her face, she drives hard for home.

Jane is moaning loudly through clenched teeth. Miss Kate watches
closely. When the front of the saddle crosses the finish line, she
clicks off the stopwatch. Sam and Peter take hold of Jane's arms as the
saddle hits the stop on the end of the rail. But Jane continues humping
the life out of that dildo up inside of her. Peter and Sam, grinning
like mad, steady Jane in the saddle and let her ride out the end of her
orgasm.

Brent slides the steel bar through a hole in the rail and he and Kent
lift up on it. Peter brings Jane's feet forward as he lifts her chain
over top of the A frame. Then Jane is eased off of the saddle and the
dildo. Jane's feet touch the ground, but her legs won't support her.
Sue and Myka help steady the girl until she's able to open her eyes and
stand on her own.

Kent: "Excellent. Jane's time to beat?" Kent looks at a board where
Miss Kate's writing down the time. "One minute, twenty one seconds.
Who's next?"

Trish now isn't so sure she wants to go. Myka steps forward.

Myka: "May I go next?"

Kent: "Sure thing!"

Brent pulls the catch on the saddle and runs it back to the start. Kent
suggests that Lisa tie Myka's long hair up so it won't interfere with
the saddle, so Lisa helps her wind her hair up behind her head. They
use two small sticks to pin her hair up out of the way. Brent washes
down the saddle and re-lubes the dildo, then Myka is helped up onto it,
and the rail is raised to get her ankle chain underneath.

Kent looks at Kate, who's ready with the stopwatch.

Kent: "Ready? Set? GO!"

Myka starts humping the dildo.

Myka also quickly finds out that when she shifts her hips forward, her
clit grinds against the front of the saddle, and the feelings are
equally intense when she rocks her bum back on it. Myka's progress down
the rail is fairly steady, until she reaches about two thirds of the
way towards the finish line. Myka draws in a deep breath, and suddenly
shifts herself into high gear. She starts cumming like a freight train,
and she wildly bangs herself back and forth against the dildo inside
her pussy.

A moaning Myka with her eyes tightly shut makes the saddle fly past the
finish line. The mechanism underneath her seat runs out of cams to
catch, and the saddle bangs hard against the stop. Peter and Sam are
ready to grab hold of a sweat covered Myka as her mind spins, coming
down from the rush. They wait a moment, until she's able to open her
eyes, before helping her off the saddle.

Myka's time: A minute and nine seconds. Lisa jumps for joy and then
hugs her exhausted submissive tightly.

Next up is Sue. Brent readies the equipment with a wash and a dollop of
lube. Sue climbs aboard. Sue gets off quick, and makes the half way
mark with a steady rhythm. But once there, she orgasms big time. Sue's
motions become frantic, and the saddle stops moving as she grinds
herself down hard against the dildo. It takes but a few moments for her
to get going again, but that lost time is enough to send her into last
place with a minute, thirty two.

Trish cums hard near the middle, but she fights through it and keeps
humping that dildo. She pulls down 1:24 to take third place in the
challenge. Marsha cums hard soon after the start, and again, right near
the end. Her time is 1:29. Marsha also has to sit for a while, with the
big rubber cock crammed up her twat, before she's able to lift herself
off it.

Kent: "Super job, everyone. A really great race. In first place today,
Lisa and Myka for twenty points! Second, it's the Major and Jane! And
third, for ten, Sam and Trish."

The subs are all pretty worn out, but there's cheers and shouts from
the winning doms. Lisa gives Myka a big kiss. The Major puts his arm
around Jane's shoulders. She turns to look, but remains standing there,
and she resists the urge to shake him off her. Kent is adding up the
new totals on a piece of paper, and he waits for everyone to quiet
down.

Kent: "As you all know, tomorrow will be our last day on the island.
You should all have your belongings together and be ready on the beach
by noon. We'll bring a boat around to take you to the site of our final
challenge.

"Today's challenge has managed to close the points spread tighter than
ever. There's just eighteen points between Sam in first, and Lisa in
last. Peter now holds second place, while the Major is third and Brandi
takes forth. Any one of you couples can be walking away tomorrow a lot
richer than when you came here.

"I'd like to wish all of you the best of luck in tomorrow's challenge.
Have a good night, and we'll see you then."

Kent hands the sheet with the points totals to Brandi, and the ten
challengers make their way out of the clearing to follow the trail down
to the beach. Excitement runs high amongst our ten contestants, as the
final challenge looms large on the horizon.

[Go commercial. / Return.]

At camp, most of the subs take a dip in the ocean, while Peter and Sam
drag the boat down into the water to try catching some dinner. The
Major takes his sub off to one side and he's seen talking to her. Sue
and Trish, out in the water, watch closely.

The Major makes no sudden moves towards Jane. He just seems to be
calmly talking to her. He notices a camera crew moving into position to
catch their conversation, and he abruptly ends it by walking away from
his sub to head up towards the shelter. Jane gives the camera a glance,
then turns to walk down into the water.

Jane swims alone for a while, paddling with strong strokes out almost
to the reef before turning, to swim back. She angles her return
slightly, to pass near where Trish and Sue are standing. Jane stops
near them to stand, and she wipes the water from her face and eyes.

[The camera in the water leaves Brandi, Lisa, and their subs, and what
they're doing, to close in on the other three girls.]

Sue: To Jane. "What did he want?"

Jane: "Nothing, really. Naturally he gave me shit for not winning the
challenge. He wanted to know why I seemed so eager to go first."

Sue: "Why did you volunteer to go first?"

Jane: "I thought that then, you'd all know the time you'd have to beat.
Also, if I'd waited till I knew your times, I'd have to try and not
beat them. I didn't want him to suspect that I'd deliberately try not
to win."

Trish: "But you came second and put him up fifteen points."

Jane: "I know and I couldn't help it. When I had that thing jammed up
me, I just wanted to make it end as quickly as possible.

"There's another reason that I wanted to go first, though. When I first
saw that huge rubber cock and knew where it was going to go, I. . . I
wanted to get it over with fast, before I thought too much about it.
I. . . was afraid that I'd turn and run away if I did."

Trish looks at Sue. Sue takes hold of one of Jane's hands. Sue turns,
and looks out to sea. Partly, to hide from Jane the tears beginning to
well up in her eyes.

Trish: "We're going to help you get your life back to normal, Jane.
I spoke with Sam last night, and he's in total agreement with Peter.
We're going to make this work."

Jane: "You people are too good to be getting mixed up with him and my
problems. He knows some really bad people, Trish. People that owe him
favours." Jane gives the camera a hard glance. "Once he sees this
footage, he's going to know."

Trish: "He's not going to see any tapes shot today, or tomorrow, for a
long time yet. Don't forget, this is the final show. The producers are
going to seal these tapes up so nobody finds out who wins the game
until the end."

Sue: "We are going to have to go to the authorities before then, Jane.
Once he knows, none of us will be safe."

Jane: "I know."

[Cut to: The boat.] Peter and Sam are having a conversation while Peter
steers the boat out to deep water. Because of the motor running, we
can't hear what they're saying. They talk for a few minutes while Peter
drives the boat in a circle. Then he leans back to shut off the motor.

Sam hands him a fishing rod, while Peter cuts up some chicken meat for
bait. The two men hang their lines over the side. Sam gives Peter a
wink, then they get down to some serious fishing.

Supper that night is three nice sized Groupers, and a bit bigger Sea
Bass. Some of the fish is sprinkled with lime juice and wrapped in
leaves to cook, while a few large pieces are grilled on the grill.

After dinner and the camp is cleaned up, the group head down to the
beach for a swim and a wash. Hector the pig finishes up the last of the
table scraps to then join Marsha down by the water. Marsha borrows some
Mermaid Seas shampoo from Myka and begins giving her pet piggy a bubble
bath.

[Show Mermaid Seas Shampoo bottle. Hold camera on product: 4 seconds.]

Brandi and Lisa join their subs sitting on the shore, and watch Marsha
wash Hector.

Lisa: "Getting him ready for his big trip tomorrow?"

Brandi: "We talked to Kent after the challenge today. The show is going
to pick up the tab to let Hector return home with us. Great, huh?"

Lisa: "Well, if you and Marsha win, you could buy some goats and
chickens and go live on a farm. I think you'd both look good in
denim overalls with cow shit on them."

Brandi: "Yeah, thanks Lisa. We'll be sure and reserve a stall in the
barn for you and Myka."

Marsha looks up as Myka bursts out laughing. Lisa gives Brandi's thigh
a pinch, but Brandi grabs her hand and pulls her in close for a kiss.
Lisa leans into the kiss, and the two dommes cuddle together for a
while.

Myka gets up to help splash water over Hector to rinse him off. The
four girls watch, as the little pig scampers away and up the beach a
little, to then take a roll in the sand.

Myka: "He is cute, though."

Marsha, just smiles.

Out in the water, Peter and Sam, along with their wives, have come
together for a casual looking chat.

Sue: "Trish had a good point earlier on about the tapes being shot
today. She thinks that they'll be sealed, so nobody can find out who
wins the pot until the last show airs."

Peter: "So he's not going to know anything about this for at least
three months."

Sam: "Maybe longer. Depends how fast they can edit the shows together."

Sue: "Post production could take at least a month. We'll have to
convince Jane to tell her story to the proper authorities before this
final show airs. Once he finds out where she's hiding, you two aren't
going to be safe.

Trish: "What could make a man become so abusive of a woman like that?
Jane seems like a smart girl, when you can get her talking. But she's
been so beaten down by him that she doesn't even know who she is
anymore."

Peter: "Some guys just think they're so much more powerful when they've
got a woman cowering before them. They think they're strong, but it
just shows how weak they really are. Anyone can use physical force to
subdue someone else. But it takes strength of character to have a woman
stay willingly with you. Not only stay by your side, but to fight to
remain there."

Sue: "Damn right."

A little later on, wood is collected for the nightly bonfire. The fire
is lit, and the couples begin to gather around to sit on logs and watch
the fire.

Trish: "Our last campfire."

Brandi: "In a few days we'll be home and heading back to our jobs."

Lisa: "Well two of us might not be. Someone here is going home with a
big pile of cash."

Sue: "I wonder what tomorrow's challenge is going to be like."

Sam: "Something hard, no doubt. Something that involves all of us too."

Major: "The winner tomorrow could very well take the pot."

Peter: "Yup."

[Title: DAY FORTY.]

Peter bumps into Sam as he rounds the partition that divides the inside
of the shelter. Sue looks up from their bed.

Peter: "Check the mail?"

Sam: "Let's go."

Down on the beach, the camera tripod is there, with the bamboo tube
hanging from it. Peter reaches in to pull out a scrap of paper. He
unrolls it and reads the announcement to Sam.

Peter: Reading. "Have your bags packed and be ready to leave by noon.
You will be taken by boat, up the beach, to the site of your final
challenge. The best of luck to you all:  Kent."

Sam: "Not even a clue what the challenge is."

Peter: "Nope."

By the time Sam and Peter get back to camp, others have wakened and are
moving around, going to the toilet, or getting the morning fire going.
They stop to gather around, eager to hear word of the challenge.

Sam: "Nothing to hint at what it's going to be. Just somewhere up the
beach at noon."

Brandi: "Well anyway, what are we going to do for food today? There's
not much of anything left."

Some biscuits are made from the last of the flour, and a pot of rice is
cooked. There's fruit, which everyone is sick of, but there's little
else left to eat. After the group has eaten what they have, Sam and
Peter take a turn at fishing. When they come back with only a couple of
little ones, Lisa and Brandi give it a try.

Sue and Myka begin cleaning up the camp. The food shelf is taken down,
and much of the garbage that couldn't be burned gets hauled down to the
beach. Marsha and Trish join in to carry pots and pans, empty cans and
bits of rope, and other things, down to a growing pile on the beach.

Sam and Peter help the Major to take down the shelter. Most of the wood
goes into a bonfire, while pieces of tarp and rope get added to the
pile of junk and stuff on the beach.

The survivers work mostly in silence, concentrating on the tasks
they've chosen to do. From time to time, one or more of them will pause
by the fire and watch, as pieces of shelter, or seats, the table,
coconut shell cups and bowls, become reduced to ashes.

Backpacks are packed with personal items and clothing, and brought down
to the beach. Final bits of trash are picked up from around the
campsite and burned, or added to the pile. The fish that were caught
earlier are cooked over an open fire on the beach, and eaten by the
ten, grim faced survivers.

Trish: "It's hard to believe it was only forty days ago that we had our
first island meal, right here, on this beach."

Lisa: "The time has passed quickly, yet it seems like we've been here a
lifetime."

The sound of a motor intrudes on the silence. The group look up as the
rusty troop carrier rounds the point, to come about, and drive for the
sand. The boat grounds out near shore, the front ramp lowers, and Kent
Brockman steps down and into the surf. He makes his way towards the ten
survivers.

Kent: "Good morning. Everyone ready?"

Sam: "Yeah, I guess."

Kent looks around at the sad faces around him. Some of the contestants
are looking around, taking a final look, at what was their home for the
past forty days.

Kent: "Sad to be leaving?"

Lisa: "When we first landed, I had no idea how we'd survive out here.
But now, this feels like home to me. I don't know how the rest of you
feel, but me, I could stay here forever."

Trish: "Yeah, me too."

There's murmurs of agreement from a few of the others as well.

Kent: "Well, I guess you could always book a holiday on one of the
nearby islands someday. But now, I'm afraid we have a challenge to go
to. Are we ready?"

Major: "Let's do it!"

Peter: "Yeah!"

Myka: "Whoooo!"

Kent: "That's the way! Let's go."

The ten survivers, Kent, and Marsha's pet pig, board the transport and
the ramp is raised. With a puff of black smoke the engine fires up, and
the boat backs off the sand. The boat turns, to then head away from
Surviver beach.

The site of the final challenge is a wide stretch of beach, North. A
large tarp is strung up from trees and poles, and hides the challenge
setup from sight. The troop carrier grounds out on the shore, where
Brent and Miss Kate are waiting. The challengers assemble on the beach
around them. Miss Kate has a large paper bag in her hand, which the
subs are eyeing carefully.

Kent: "Well! Here we are. Day forty and the final challenge. As you all
know, any one of you couples could win this challenge and be walking
off this island with a Million dollars in your hands.

"I want to congratulate all of you, for making it this far in the game,
and for the way you've all pulled together to help each other with the
daily chores of surviving out here. Each of you has a lot to be proud
of, and I'm proud of the way you've all worked hard, to make this game
a success.

"Before we move into the challenge area, let's take a moment, to
reflect on the past forty days, and to remember the five couples who
didn't make it past the split."

[Camera pans around the group.]

Kent: "It was your hard work and determination that put you ahead of
the others, and allowed you to continue on to this point in the game.

"Now, before we begin today's challenge, the submissives need a bit of
preparation. Kate?"

Kate lowers the paper bag to the ground, and opening it, she lifts out
a tangle of black leather blindfolds. Each is like a mask which covers
the eyes, and there's large felt patches on the insides to completely
block all sight. Kate hands a couple to Brent, and they both start
buckling the blindfolds over each sub's eyes.

Kent: "Alright, let's do it! Subs, take the arm of your dom and they'll
lead you onto the course."

Brent holds the tarp aside, and the five couples follow Kent around to
the other side.

Before them, is an obstacle course, with five lanes marked in the sand.
A low rail marks the starting and finish line, and each lane is marked
with a dominant's name on a sign hanging from it. Under each sign, a
small metal pail sits on the ground.

Between the course and the tarp, is a large area of beach. At one end,
the sea. At the other end, near the jungle, sit five planks balanced
over a low trestle. On one end of each plank is tied a large log. On
the other end, the end facing the challenge area, a large metal
washtub is mounted. The log end of each plank rests on the ground,
while the metal tub is up, at just over waist height. Each tub is also
marked with a dominant's name.

On the other side of the rail there are logs to step over, then a net
to crawl underneath. Then, a high wall to get over. Past the wall, can
be seen five posts standing up from the sand. More equipment is set up
beyond the posts.

Kent: "If you'd all gather around, I'll explain the challenge.

The doms guide their blindfolded subs to where Kent is standing.

Kent: "This challenge has three parts, most of which should be familiar
to you from past challenges. In the first part, the subs will receive
instructions from each of their doms, who will direct them, verbally,
to take their metal pail, move down to the sea and fill it. They'll
then be directed by their dominants, to move up the beach to the see-
saw where the wash tubs are mounted. The sub will pour their water into
the tub, and then go back to the ocean for more.

"If they get three completely full pails of water into their tub,
without spilling any, the plank will tip, and the tub end will touch
the ground. Then, the dominant will direct their sub to this rail,"
Kent points.

"The submissive will get both hands on the rail. Only then may the
dominant touch their sub and remove the blindfold. The sub may be
helped over the rail, and then dominant and submissive together, must
run the obstacle course to their post at the end. The dom can help
their sub, in any way they choose, for this part of the challenge.

"Once you both reach the post, you'll see a ring and an open lock
hanging from it. Each dom will lock their sub's wrist chain to the
ring. From there, the doms continue on alone."

"There's five small tables fifty feet past the posts. Past them,
fifteen feet further on, you see a long table across the width of the
course.

"Once your sub is secured to your post, you'll run past your table to
the long table at the end. There, Miss Kate or I will hand you a sheet
of paper with a question printed on it. The questions are about some of
your fellow contestants, either ones here now, or ones from before the
split.

"You'll take the sheet of paper with the printed question to your desk.
There, there's a marker chained to the table top. You'll circle the
answer you think is right, A, B, C, or D. Then you'll run back to the
long table where Kate or I will mark your answer.

"If you get a wrong answer, you get a big red X, and you have to go
back to your table and circle another choice. If you get the answer
right, you get another sheet of paper with your next question on it.

"You each have to answer five questions correctly, and you'll receive
the key that fits the lock holding your sub's chain to the post. Run
quickly to her and release her. Then, you both go through the obstacles
again to the finish line. The finish line is this rail here. Both dom
and sub must place both of your hands on the bar to complete the race.
You'll be judged first, second and third, and the points are the usual
twenty, fifteen and ten. 

"Sounds pretty complicated, right? Any questions?"

The blindfolded subs are all looking around, wondering what's going on.

Brandi: "If we don't know an answer, can we guess?"

Kent: "Yes. Place a circle around one of the answers and then run up to
our table. If you're wrong, you have to run back to mark another
answer.

"We had a rather elaborate set of stations for this question and answer
part of the challenge. Each booth had a screen and buttons to push, and
lights and timers. They all got wrecked when a tree fell on our
equipment shed during the storm a few days ago. This "markers chained
to the desks" idea, was the best we could come up with on such short
notice. However, it will ensure that it's fair for everyone.

"No more questions? Everyone know what you have to do? Right, let's get
to it."

Each couple, dominant and submissive, take their places at the starting
rail. The doms stand on the obstacle course side of the rail, the subs,
on the other side.

Kent: "Once you get your sub to dump enough water into the wash tub
that it touches the ground, direct them back to this rail with both
their hands on it. Remove the blindfolds, and you can lift your sub
over the rail, and help them in any way you choose to get them through
the obstacle course part of the challenge. At the finish, just run up
to this rail and the both of you get both your hands on it. Clear?

"For the questions for the doms, we've gone through the tapes, and
we've picked the questions for each of you that you have heard the
answer to. If you were paying attention when that person was talking,
you'll know the answer. There's actually seven different questions, so
of the five in your pile, you won't get a question that pertains
directly to you."

Most of the dominants are now looking at each other. "Know thy enemy"
is the Major's motto, but now, he's having to admit to himself that he
may not have always been listening to what the others were saying.

Kent, Brent and Miss Kate take up positions near the see-saws with the
wash tubs mounted on them.

Kent: "Challengers, ready? Set? GO!"

The subs bend down and feel around for their pails. The doms begin
calling out directions to them to help them find them. Once each sub
finds and picks up their pail, their dom starts yelling directions at
them to try to get them moving in the right direction.

At first, the blind subs all walk like confused zombies. With their
hands out in front of them, they start bumping into each other right
off. It takes a while for Marsha and Brandi to get the hang of taking
and giving directions. However, Jane, under sharply barked commands by
her dom, quickly gets moving towards the water.

Major: "Turn left five degrees! March! Double time! Halt!"

Jane reaches the water first. She fills her pail, then turns, to start
back up the beach. The Major yells out directions to her, and she
responds like a good little soldier should. Jane leaves the water just
as Sue and Myka get there.

All of the doms are screaming out directions, trying to make themselves
heard over the others. Marsha reaches the water as Jane is feeling
around for the edge of her wash tub. She finds it, and pours the water
from her pail into it. The Major yells, "About face! Double time!", and
Jane starts back to fill her pail again.

Peter: "A bit to your right! No! Left! Ok, straight ahead ten feet!"

Sue's wrist chain rattles against the metal tub. She feels for the
edge, then dumps in her second pail of water. Jane is pouring in her
third. Jane feels the edge of the tub brush past her nipples and belly.
She steps back.

Jane's tub is almost ready to tip, and Brent is watching closely. But
then, the tub slowly raises again.

Brent: "You need more water, Jane."

The Major curses, then yells at his sub to get her moving.

Trish reaches her tub and dumps her water in. It is close to tipping
too. Sam calls to her, "One More!", and Trish turns and heads down the
beach.

Jane reaches the water and fills her pail. She executes a smart about
face, then moves quickly ahead. Peter has to yell at Sue to step left,
before Jane collides with her. Cursing himself, he gets Sue back on
track. Jane's tub tips, and smacks the ground. Brent raises his arm,
and the Major gets Jane moving on a diagonal towards him.

Jane is first to get her hands on the rail in front of the Major. He
pulls the blindfold off her face. Jane blinks in the bright sunlight,
but the Major has her up and over the rail instantly. Dragging her by
one arm, The Major heads for the first obstacle, the logs. Miss Kate
heads around the back of the course to take her place at the long
table. 

Trish's tub has tipped, and she's making her way towards Sam. She and
Sue nearly collide, but miss each other by scant inches. Marsha dumps
in her third pailful, but she needs another trip for more water. Myka
is on the way up with her fourth pailful.

Past the six thick logs now, the Major puts a hand on Jane's neck and
he shoves her down under the netting. They both kick up sand as they
make their way under the low net. It's the Major who emerges first,
pulling Jane out behind him. Jane reaches to wipe sand from her eyes,
but her hands are roughly pulled ahead of her as her dom drives towards
the next obstacle. Kent leaves Brent, to head for the table.

Trish is over the rail and stepping over the logs. She finds she can
plant one foot on top of a log, then push off, gaining a pace or two.
Sam urges her towards the netting. Lisa lifts the blindfold off Myka's
face. Myka takes the rail in her hands and flips herself easily over
it. Lisa and Myka start going over the logs, with Myka taking little
dancer's leaps over each one.

The Major hits the wall, and his feet and hands dig into the handholds.
He makes the top, then reaches for Jane's hands. Grabbing one, he lifts
as she scrabbles her toes along the wall, searching for something to
grip. The Major gets her up, and over, letting her drop rather hard on
the other side. He slids down, grabs Jane by the wrist chain, and they
head for their post.

Sam and Trish emerge from under the net. Lisa and Myka are half ways
through, followed closely by Sue and Peter. Marsha is just now being
helped over the rail by Brandi. Sam reaches the wall, and he lifts
Trish up over his head so she can grab hold of the top. Sam climbs
halfway up it, then gives Trish's feet a push to get her on top. Sam
makes the top, just as the Major is clicking the lock on Jane's wrist
chain. He looks up, and they each give each other a glare. Then, Sam
gets his sub lowered down the other side.

Sam and Trish reach their post. Sam secures Trish's chain to the post,
then he starts towards the table. The Major has his first question and
he's at his desk reading it.

[Superimpose question on screen. Read in voiceover.]
"Marsha's sister, Mindy, lives and works in what city?"
A) London                    B) Chicago
C) Paris                     D) Mexico City

Major: Mumbled. "What the fuck?"

Sam reaches the long table, where Kate hands him his question.

[Superimpose.]
"Eddie works as a metal artisan in what city?"
A) Montreal                 B) San Francisco
C) Boston                   D) Los Angeles

Sam reaches his desk and circles "B". He runs back up to Kate at the
long table. The Major sees that Sam has an answer and he circles one of
his choices. Sam hands Kate his page as she's handing Peter his first
question. Lisa has her's, and she's heading for her desk.

Kate: To Sam. "Correct!"

Kate hands Sam his second page from his pile before her. Kent quickly
scans the Major's page.

Kent: "Incorrect."

A red mark goes through his circled answer, and he's sent back to his
desk.

[Lisa's question - superimpose.]
Sam and Trish have a cottage - 
A) On a lake?               B) In the mountains?
C) On a river?              D) In a valley?

[Peter's question - superimpose.]
Lisa and Myka worked in a bar in what city?
A) Auston                   B) Dallas
C) Boston                   D) Los Angeles

[Brandi's question - superimpose.]
Of the two challenges with a Gorian theme, the second was a wagon race.
Which submissive led the winning team?
A) Sierra                   B) Rusty
C) Trish                    D) Sue

The submissives, locked to their posts some sixty feet away, cheer on
the efforts of their doms. Sam is at the table with his third question
sheet. Kate gives it a glance as she's handing Peter his second one.
"Correct." Sam gets his forth sheet of paper and he sprints towards his
desk.

Sam is reading his forth question. Peter has his second finished, Lisa
is handing her third one in for marking. Kent takes it, quickly looks
at it, and hands her her forth one from her pile. The Major's on his
forth trip to the table with his second question in his hand. Kate
takes it this time. A red X goes down on the page. He only has one
choice left, but must return to his desk to mark it.

Sam runs to the front table with his final sheet in his hand. As Kate
looks it over, Sam sees that Lisa has no sheets left in her pile. Peter
has one, Brandi and the Major each have two.

Kate: "Correct. Here's your key."

Kate hands Sam the key to Trish's lock. As he turns, Lisa makes the
table with her final sheet. From behind him, Sam hears Kate call out,
"Correct!". Sam puts on a burst of speed, past his desk, towards Trish.
The Major watches him as he runs past.

Trish is excitedly jumping up and down when Sam reaches her. She holds
onto the lock while he jabs the key at it. His hands are shaking and
he's breathing hard. He fumbles, trying to get the key lined up in the
hole.

Trish: "Easy, Sam. Easy. You've got it now."

Sam gets the key in just as Lisa reaches Myka. Sam turns the key and
Trish's chain drops out from the lock. She takes hold of his hand, and
they take off towards the wall.

Sam and Trish are on top of the wall when Lisa and Myka reach it. Peter
has Sue's key and he's releasing her chain. Brandi hands in her final
question page. "Correct!", and she gets her key. The Major has just got
his forth question from Kate.

Trish is down the other side and Sam lowers himself down. Lisa boosts
Myka up, then she scrambles up after her. At the top, they see Peter
and Sue closing fast. Myka goes over and drops down the other side.

Myka: "Lisa! Lisa! Hurry!"

Lisa gets moving. Sam and Trish have reached the netting and fall to
the sand to start crawling. Peter and Sue reach the wall, with Brandi
and Marsha just fifteen feet from it. The Major finally gets handed
Jane's key by Miss Kate.

Scrabbling like mad, Sam and Trish emerge from under the net just
slightly ahead of Lisa and Myka. Peter and Sue drop, to start crawling
under it. Sam's face is set in a grimace, but Trish urges him ever
onward. Over the six logs, one at a time, Trish bounding over each one
and dragging her dominant behind her. Lisa and Myka are closing the gap
between them and Sam. Peter and Sue are right behind them.

Lisa and Myka fly over the logs. Trish gets her hands on the rail, Sam
is reaching for it. But before his hands come down upon it, both Lisa
and Myka get their hands down on the rail. Brent is right there, and
Brent's arm points at Lisa. Sam and Trish are forced into second place,
while Peter and Sue, take third.

Brent blows a loud whistle signalling that the challenge is over.
Brandi and Marsha emerge from under the netting. The Major has just
reached Jane with her key. Brent takes Lisa and Myka's hands, and he
raises them up into the air.

Brent: "In first place, the couple of Lisa and Myka. Second today, Sam
and Trish, and third place goes to Peter and Sue."

Kent and Kate have come around to the finish line. The exhausted
challengers hug each other and cheer. Kent stands a board up against
the finish line rail - the points standings. With a blue marker, he
tallies up the new scores. A big grin spreads over Sam's face, and
Trish leaps into his arms for a big hug.

Kent: "The winners of the grand prize, of one million dollars, with a
total of 241 points, are Sam and Trish!"

Kent tries to move in to congratulate them, but they're mobbed by the
other contestants. Trish is crying, Sam has tears of joy in his eyes.
Everyone wants to hug them both at the same time. It's a while before
Kent is able to gain everyone's attention again.

Kent shakes the hands of Sam and Trish, then stands with them. Lisa and
Peter are looking at one another.

Kent: "As you can see by the score card, we have a slight problem. For
second place, for the one hundred and fifty thousand dollar prize, we
have a tie. Peter and Sue, Lisa and Myka, have both earned 228 points,
in this half of the contest.

"If there had been a tie for the grand prize, we'd have had to pull
another challenge out of the hat. But I've discussed the possibility of
a tie in the scoring with the show's producers. They have agreed that,
in the event of a two way tie for second, both couples will get the
second place prize money. That's a hundred fifty thousand for both the
couples of Peter and Sue, and Lisa and Myka! Congratulations, folks."

The five couples all come together as a group. The Major, somewhat
reluctantly, shakes the hands of the winners. There are hugs and kisses
all around, and tears of joy and happiness from the three winning
couples. As the group celebrates, the big white and blue trimmed luxury
yacht glides into view out in the water. It slows to a stop, and the
Captain sounds the horn.

Kent: "Ladies and gentlemen, our limousine has arrived. You'll all get
to enjoy the amenities on board for the next four days, while we sail
to Auckland. There, we'll catch a plane for home."

Trish reaches for Kent, and plants a big kiss on his cheek. Kent's arm
goes around a naked Trish's waist, and the gang watch, as two small
boats make their way from the yacht, towards the shore.

[Roll credits.] [Split screen with credits, show points totals.]

      ** FINAL TOTALS **
Sam and Trish               241
Lisa and Myka               228
Peter and Sue               228
Brandi and Marsha           219
The Major and Jane          216


[Show clips, four minute segment.]

We see the five couples, along with Kent, Brent, and Miss Kate, board
the luxury yacht and head for the main dining room. A huge feast is
ready, and the couples sit down to eat, and celebrate. During the
voyage to New Zealand, the five couples enjoy the luxuries on board
like the hot tub, the sauna, and sessions with a masseuse. The Major
mostly stays near the bar. The winning couples get the best rooms, with
Sam and Trish in the master suite, with the sliding glass doors that
lead out to a private balcony.

Just before they dock in Auckland, the submissives have to report to
Brent, who removes their wrist and ankle cuffs. A few of the subs are
somewhat reluctant to have them taken off, but, unfortunately, as Kent
explains, society is not ready to see nude and chained up women walking
around in public. Yet still, the subs all wear prominent reminders of
the cuffs that they wore. Four bands of white skin stand out proudly
against the golden brown tans they all have.

The group of ten contestants dress in their regular clothing they wore
before landing on the island. When everyone's assembled on deck to
watch the ship dock, there's much staring at one another as well. Myka
looks especially nice with her pink halter top and her short, denim
skirt. Her hair hangs free down her back and bum, reaching for the hem.
Lisa wears a tan leather vest and short skirt, Brandi, a tight flower
print sun dress. Even the men look different now. After all of the
contestants seeing each other naked for so long, charms now covered by
clothing take on an aura of hidden mystery.

At the airport in Auckland they board a jet for home. Hector the pig
gets a crate to himself, and he's loaded into the belly of the plane.
The party continues in the reserved, first class section of the big
jet. Throughout their travel time, the Major has been keeping a close
eye on his sub, Jane. As the group pass through customs at the Los
Angeles airport, the Major becomes distracted for a moment and Jane
goes on ahead. But the Major is quick to catch up to her again.

The group gathers together one final time in the center of the busy
terminal. Lisa and Brandi and their subs come together in a tearful
group hug. Kent and Brent begin to hand out plane tickets, and organize
the return home of all the couples. Trish goes to Lisa, and gives her a
warm embrace. Sam gives Peter a nudge, and motions to his wife who's
getting a kiss from Lisa. Peter says something, and the two men laugh.

Myka leaves Lisa's side for a moment. She approaches the Major, who's
eyes grow wide. Myka leans in, and she gives the Major a kiss on the
cheek while he stares down her top. He takes hold of her hands, and
they look into each other's eyes for a moment. Then, Myka turns, and
returns to Lisa's side again. Lisa gives her sub a glance, then the
two, plane tickets in hand, head off. Myka gives the Major a final
glance over her shoulder, and he smiles. Brandi and Marsha have already
left, quietly slipping away in the other direction.

The Major glances around him. He's looking for his sub. He scans the
crowds milling around the bustling terminal, searching for her. Kent is
seen talking to Sam. Peter has one arm around Sue, the other around
Trish. They both look around at the people around them.

[END Episode 13.]


[Voiceover:] "Stay with us, for a special, live reunion show, where 
our couples will come together for the first time, since leaving the
island over three months ago. Coming up next, on Home Showcase."

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