Chapter 4 - The First Week
That morning I had seen the three females in the distance. They were out in
the surf attempting to catch fish.
Not since the last storm had I seen smoke issue from their campsite. I
briefly wondered if the girls had developed a taste for sushi. I was soon to get
my answer.
Later that evening I was having some success catching large crabs under rocks
in a tide pool. I heard some splashing and turned. Brittany and Jennifer were
standing behind me in the in the shallow water.
"We're really hungry," Brittany said. "I can't eat anymore fruit, we can't
knock down any good coconuts and we can't catch any good fish. All we can find
to eat are dead fish the seagulls have left."
"We are starving," Jennifer spoke up. "There's no more food in the plane.
Please help us." They did look wanly forlorn.
I stood before them. "You heard my rules. You want to eat?"
The two exchanged a quick nervous look. Jennifer spoke again "We have both
done it with guys but Brittany doesn't like kissing guys down there like that,
you know. She said she saw you and you're too big. You really scare her. But I
would do it to you, but please don't make me do the other."
I smiled. "What other?" I asked softly.
She flushed deeply and looked down. "You know what you said... About using my
bottom."
I laughed, making her blush again with acute shyness. Brittany stood quietly
by her friend watching me.
"What about your sister? Have you told her your decision?" I asked.
"No," Brittany said not meeting my eye. "Kimberly would kill us if she knew
we were here. She looked up at me. "You know she would freak out if she knew
what you said to Jennifer about having sex." She looked to her friend then back
again to me, "But we think you're cute. I have never been with an older guy."
Then she looked away from me and said in a shy voice, "Maybe you could go
real slow at first."
I stood examining the two teens as if I was debating my choices. "You
understand what I want?" I asked. "You will do just what I say... always. If you
don't I will whip your bare asses with a switch."
This brought a startled exchange of looks between the two. "Brittany, you
will suck my cock every day until I cum in your mouth and you will swallow every
drop. I will fuck you both however and whenever I want.
"Jennifer, the first place I will do it will be right up that cute ass of
yours" Sternly I added, "Those are the rules.
"Now if you two agree, come up to my camp. But leave all your clothes on the
beach. You will come ready to be obedient, good little slave girls"
I smiled to myself at their wide-eyed shocked expressions. Deliberately I
turned and walked away up the beach.
I had no sooner finished setting the wet palm frond-wrapped shellfish in the
hot coals of my campfire than I heard the approaching swish of bare feet in the
sand. I turned and had a very memorable vision of the two nakedly nubile
teenagers standing just inside the circle of dancing firelight. I motioned for
them to come closer to me.
The two nervously shuffled closer and then seemed to shrink under my close
scrutiny as I stood up and circled them. Their blatant exposure caused both
girls to squirm. Brittany seemed to be fighting a powerful urge to cover her
complete nudity with her shyly fluttering hands.
"Drop those hands," I ordered.
Watching each other and me they slowly obeyed. Each girl in her own way was a
stunning beauty. I noticed that neat bikini trims were in style this year. I
stood before Brittany and reached up and with both hands cupped her generously
full young breasts, which I squeezed so my fingers sunk into the firm mass. I
noted she had goose bumps and was blushing. She had been holding her breath
under my rough caresses. She had her eyes closed and her lips slightly parted. I
rolled her nipples with my thumbs and she exhaled and then took a deep breath.
Her breasts seemed to expand in my hands. Her eyes came open and met mine. I
leaned in to kiss her forcing my tongue into her mouth. Her tongue met mine
almost shyly.
I broke the kiss and whispered in her ear as I squeezed her lush bosom, "I
can't wait to feel those lips on my cock. You will learn to love sucking my dick
and if you don't always swallow all my cum, I will spank you."
She stiffened and my squeezing fingers felt a tremor run through her.
I stood back and I pushed my shorts down to my ankles and kicked them away.
My engorged erection jerked as it throbbed. I wanted to fuck something
immediately. But, I took a deep breath and resolved to go very slowly and fully
savor this memorable moment.
Both girls made several furtive glances down at my cock.
"Your little boyfriends have anything like this?" I asked.
Brittany jerked her eyes away but Jennifer seemed mesmerized by my penis. I
took her hand and placed it on the head of my dick. She immediately gently
squeezed it and a large drop of semi-clear precum emerged.
"Jennifer," I said, "lick that up."
Her eyes came up to meet mine in a questioning manner.
"You know what I mean," I said.
She glanced quickly at her girlfriend then bent forward and licked the pearl
of cum off my prick with her extended tongue. It was a hotly silken sensation
that sent sparks to my brain. She stood up.
"Always swallow." I placed a finger to her lips. Her lips pursed and her
slender throat convulsed. "Good girl" I said.
"Yummy." she joked looking at her friend. The teenagers giggled. The tension
in the air lessened
Her dainty hand looked tiny on my erection. She brought her other hand over
and joining her hands together began to slowly pump me.
I brought my hand up to her head and lifted her chin so her eyes rose to meet
mine.
"Do you like your new Master's cock, Jennifer?" She blinked her eyes
self-consciously in my stare. I ran my thumb across her pouting lower lip.
"Jennifer?" I asked again
She answered with a shyly quiet, "Yes."
"You must say it so Brittany can hear you," I commanded.
She shook her hair from her face, opened her eyes, and looked at her friend
and than back at me. "I love my Master's cock," she said. Then she smiled
tentatively up at me. This newfound power was intoxicating.
I reached up to cup a very firm peach-sized breast. I thumbed the tiny pert
nipple that immediately tautened under my caresses. I ran my hands behind her
and down, pulling her against me in a tight embrace. I held her by a handful of
very tight ass. She continued to stroke my cock, which was pressed between us. I
let my index finger explore between her cheeks and gently circled the bud of her
anus. She gasped and her face came up. I kissed her open mouth and her lips
moved against mine. Our tongues intertwined. Her hands went around my back to
hold me. I could tell she was trying to act very mature and experienced for me.
But her shaking body betrayed her.
I broke the kiss and turned to Brittany who was watching us closely. "Are you
hungry?" I asked.
Both girls began to earnestly describe to me how hungry they were and when
they had eaten last.
The crabs had begun to snap and steam within the sizzling palm frond
wrappings. I flipped the crustaceans from the fire and unwrapped supper. The two
naked teenagers crouched beside me watching my movements closely. I thought to
myself that modesty could be lost so easily. I broke open one of the brittle
pinchers and pulled a large piece of steaming aromatic white flesh from a claw.
I held it up and took a bite from it.
"Now that is good," I proclaimed.
Both of the girls were staring at the piece of food with a wide-eyed need. I
stood above the two girls who looked up at me. I held it toward Brittany who
reached for it. "No" I said, "Your Master will feed you"
I held it to her and she cocked her head, opened her mouth for the proffered
food. I pulled it from her mouth as she bit off a piece. She closed her eyes and
chewed. "Mmmmm," she said and smiled up at me. There was juice on her lower lip.
I ran a finger over her parted mouth catching the residue "Get it all!"
Her tongue came up and slowly circled my finger. She licked it clean. Her
eyes never left the piece of meat.
Jennifer had scooted next to her friend and moved from a crouch to a kneeling
position. She smiled up at me expectantly and parted her lips in anticipation of
a treat.
"You son of a bitch!" I heard an angry scream from behind me. A furious
Kimberly came into the firelight. Screaming, she told me she would see me in
jail for life. She described me as a low-life pervert.
She grabbed her sister's arm and jerked her to her feet. She attempted to
grab the other teenager.
But Jennifer turned, jumped out of her reach and ran behind me. I felt her
hands on my back as she peered around me at the irate woman.
Kimberly stood holding Brittany glaring at me. "You'll pay for this, you
bastard," she hissed. "These girls are only eighteen years old!"
"Just wait till I tell your mother, Jennifer." She lowered her tone. "I know
the way she is and you know what will happen to you"
"Okay, Okay," Jennifer said and came from behind me to slowly walk to
Kimberly.
"Where are your clothes? Kimberly asked the two girls and then proceeded to
pull the unresisting Brittany behind her into the darkness in the indicated
direction. Jennifer started to follow, stopped and looked over her shoulder at
me.
"Wait," I said. I flipped the other still unwrapped hot shellfish so it
dropped in cool dry frond.
"Here" holding it to her. She ran to me grabbed it and quickly pressed her
naked body against me, bending her head back and standing on her tiptoes to kiss
me. "See ya... Boss... " she whispered, then gave me a huge smile and ran after
the two other females. I watched her tight little ass disappear into the
darkness.
After leaving Taylor's camp Kimberly had immediately begun to hotly lecture
the teenagers on their behavior. Jennifer suddenly halted, knelt down in the
sand and unwrapped the steaming crab she was carrying. At the sight of the food
Kimberly quickly forgot her anger. The starving females huddled around the feast
and devoured it. There was little sound except the crash of waves and the
cracking of the shells. Kimberly thought nothing before in her life had tasted
so wonderful.
Now later back at their campsite, Kimberly had attempted to renew her
scolding rebuke. She was made aware by eating Taylor's food she had lost the
high ground of the argument. The two teenagers were not going to accept any
civilized notions of proper behavior or what was right and wrong. When Kimberly
realized she was losing the debate, she became even more furious and had stomped
out of the campsite. She was so upset with the turn of events that she decided
to take a long walk on the beach to regain her composure.
As she walked, she replayed the evening in her mind. At dusk she had gone
looking for the missing girls. She had come upon the trio and had stood just
outside the reach of the firelight. She had silently witnessed the abject
subjection of her charges. She shook her head as if to rid herself of the
remembered image of her little sister kneeling nakedly servile at Taylor's feet.
She had been unabashedly shocked at the sight of Taylor's impressively sized
erection. She had stood mesmerized, as she had secretly observed the sexily
charged tableau.
Guiltily she realized it was the sight of the food and Taylor's teasing
actions that had finally caused her to lose her temper and enter the camp. She,
too, was very hungry and the sight of Taylor cruelly making the two starved
girls seemingly have to beg for the food was too much for her to bear.
Now she felt so helpless in slowing this seeming exorable degradation of the
order of things. She stopped walking and pounded her clenched hand against her
thigh.
"I can't go back to that. Not again." She hotly added, "I can't let a man use
and control me like that again."
She knew from her first sight of Taylor that he was big trouble. He had that
ruggedly tall and lean muscular look that she found so overwhelmingly
irresistible in a man. It was her deepest fear for someone like him to see
through all her carefully built emotional walls and defenses and to know her
true inner self. She knew her nature and how she could fall into the obsessive
trap of wanting to please and submit to a particularly strong masculine
influence. In this unknown and frightening predicament she was in, she knew how
easy it would be to turn total control over to Taylor. She feared if he ever had
an inclination of her submissive nature he could exploit her body and soul.
"Oh I can't stand this. I worked too hard to change myself." Back home in
L.A. she had spent years in therapy and self-help learning how to overcome this
weakness. Like a recovering alcoholic learned to avoid bars, she had learned to
never be placed in a position of powerlessness. Over the years she had
established a tight network of fellow afflicted women who were only a phone call
away. She had carefully built step by step a well-crafted aura of an independent
woman. She had become a virtual standard-bearer and spokesperson for the
anonymous group. At the last group national convention she had been the keynote
speaker. She had been introduced as "a successful woman who has risen above the
confines of a male dominant world". The cruel trick fate had played on her was
all so ironic. It was so unfair.
She suddenly had a premonition. She saw herself kneeling slavishly naked at
Taylor's feet. The most terrible reality of the image was that it excited her.
She knew she, too, could eagerly beg for little treats from his fingers.
On the deserted beach a lone figure falls to the sand and begins to cry in
despair. The ebbing tide pooled. Luminous life forms highlighted the muted dark
ocean. The Southern Cross was brilliant in the blackness of the heavens. Across
the vastness countless streaking meteors fell to the earth leaving intensely
bright traces. These distant lights caused an indistinct reflection on the
rolling pitch sea.
