It was time for the Gathering of the Queens. On this island, every few weeks or so, all five Lords (now six, including me) would meet at a great building in the center of the island, with the idea of feasting and revelry, for a whole week. It was an "anything goes" type of party, and everything would flow freely. Sex (lesbian until I got here) was allowed, even encouraged at times, and, at the end, there was to be some type of ceremony, specifics to be decided by impulse at time of happening, with only the general goal kept in mind. This month, the goal was to have me choose an advisor, a girl who would always be at my side, the one willing to stop the arrow from hitting me. Nearly everyone who saw me knew it would be Jessica, a Eurasian, and the only girl with tits (albeit small ones) and pussy hair (only a gentle fuzz) on the island, who I had saved from an eternal coma. Nevertheless, the ceremony was to be held, to bond her to me officially, and to have a ceremony.

Tessa and I, being joint leaders, were getting ready for the trip there. We had decided not to ride in with some great fanfare, but rather, nobly and highly, well dressed (as well dressed as you can be while still being nude) and strong. Firstly, I had Jessica and myself fitted for bracelets and leg circlets, to denote our high rank. I had them made of a lightweight gold alloy, and had us wear two on each limb. Next, we had our hair made to shine. Tessa's black hair was combed and treated to the point where it reflected light, the contrast between her black hair and the glisten of the light giving an interesting effect. Jessica's hair was given the same treatment, to a different effect. Her's ended up looking silky and smooth, the bronze and gold colors of her hair blending perfectly into one color. I kissed her on the lips as I stroked her hair. "You're beautiful", I whispered. She gave me a smile as dazzling as her hair. Jessica spoke little, but her actions told all. Carrie, (Tessa's blond advisor from Part 2), had her hair grown very long, and wrapped around her waist, still revealing her pussy and chest. She looked quite elegant. We then had our advisors oil us (and themselves) down, with a glistening and pliable jelly-like oil that Becky had concocted. Carrie rubbed her master cautiously, making sure she got every part of Tessa's body. She especially concentrated on Tessa's breasts, which, although undeveloped, would be the part most people would see first.

Jessica, on the other hand, went fast and hard, roughly rubbing the oil all over my body. She was thorough, though, as if she knew every part of it by heart. When she got to my cock, which was stiffly standing straight up, she was careful to rub it all over, even getting a bit inside the foreskin. When she was done with that, she gently kissed the top, which wiggled a bit at the touch.

We were ready to go, but then Tessa exclaimed that she forgot something. She had just left the room with Carrie, when I heard a *thunk* outside, followed by Carrie screaming, followed by another *thunk*. Carrie's screaming stopped. A girl, about nine, walked in. She was tall for nine, a pretty blonde with cold, ice-blue eyes, a Scandinavian face, and long, luscious legs. But these I paid no attention to as she came at me with a thick, bat-like stick in her hand. I barely had anytime to react as she came at me, swinging.

But apparently Jessica did. Seeing me in danger, she jumped in front of me, throwing off the Scandinavian girl's rhythm. Instead of hitting me, the stick, when it came down, got Jessica right in the shoulder. The assassin, foiled and angered by Jessica, swung again. She never finished her swing as Jessica tackled her, getting her around the waste. Despite my advisor being older by about six years, she was only a forehead taller, and didn't exactly have an advantage.

The assassin dropped the stick and began to beat at Jessica's head with her fists. Jessica, snarling, clamped her teeth down hard on one of the assassin's pale nipples. She screamed, and pushed Jessica away. Jessica immediately came right back, lunging again. The assassin stood up, so Jessica missed her target, instead coming down right between the thighs. She began to ravage the blonde girl's pussy with her mouth, making animal sounds that gave me no doubt as to what was going down there. The assassin squealed and moaned, but with no one there to help her, she did what she could. Headbutting Jessica really hard (well, it was more of a head bang), she took tackled Jessica.

What followed was a frenzied thrashing of two intertwined girls, both trying to get a dominant position, neither succeeding at first. Finally, Jessica was able to get the blonde girl so exhausted that the poor assassin failed to resist. Jessica sat on the girl's face, her pussy covering the girl's mouth. Taking this leave, I went outside to check on Tessa and Carrie. They were fine, but out cold, and would have some fine bruises the next morning.

When I went back into the room, Jessica was still straddling the assassin's face. The blonde girl was out cold, possibly due to having her head slammed against the ground. Jessica looked at me expectantly. "Reward?" she said quietly, almost a whisper.

Becky and I (after digging the stylus out of Becky's ass), after establishing Jessica's dependence on my cum, had tested it. We found that cum straight from my cock was the best, making Jessica nearly frenzied with energy. Cum that was leaked out of another mouth or pussy worked too, and was nearly as effective. What we found interesting, however, was that cum was not needed. I could keep Jessica going simply by remaining in close contact with her, a kiss or a hug. One of the coolest things was that I could stimulate her through another medium. I could stand at one end of the room and masturbate, and Jessica would still enjoy it. In this way, we set up a simple system. Every time Jessica did something good, we would reward her with sex or it's equivalent for her. Depending on my mood, sometimes I rewarded her for no reason at all.

Here, I decided to taste some new pussy. "You'll get your reward, Jessica, but I'm gonna try out this girl first, ok?" Jessica nodded unhappily, forced to obey my wishes.

"Don't worry", I added, running a finger down her face and inter her mouth. "you'll get yours soon". She smiled.

Firstly, I tasted the assassin's pussy. Tessa and her advisor had taught me that, on this island, you could tell where a person came from using the taste of their pussy. This girl's had a seafoodish taste, with a faint fruit scent in the background. That meant she was either of Queen Kara's or Queen Isabel's realm. It didn't explain why she was here to kill me, though. I decided I would send a message back.

Jessica was still trying to get the unconscious assassin to somehow fuck her. She was pumping her hips up and down, as if the assassin had grown a dick on her face. I laughed and took pity. After inserting my cock into the blonde girl's pussy, I called to Jessica.

"Hey, c'mon over here, and stand up." She did as told, positioning her pussy right next to my face. I nuzzled it, enjoying the peachy fuzz that had sprouted after I saved her. Then, as I slowly moved my cock in the relatively dry blonde girl's pussy, I tentatively licked Jessica's.

Although my tongue barely touched her pussy, Jessica threw back her head and uttered a sort of noiseless scream, as if she had just had an orgasm. She dropped her hands to her pussy and spread the lips as wide as possible. Grinning, I started to move my hips in and out of the assassin's tight, soft pussy, while licking Jessica's wet one. I kept moving my hips slowly because the assassin's pussy still wasn't well lubricated, and I didn't want to hurt her or myself.

Soon enough, the assassin woke up. She probably woke up a few minutes before we noticed, as, when she began to move, it was fast and purposeful. It was also futile. She snapped her upper body forward, but, instead of hitting me in the head or chest, as she probably expected, she instead ran headfirst into Jessica's ass. Jessica, surprised but quick, forced her ass back, and ended up sitting on the blonde girl's face. Then, good slut as she was, she opened the blonde girls legs and looked at me expectantly, as if she expected me to continue.

My cock grew harder. A sexy Eurasian girl, her tits so firm and small they couldn't even hang yet, sitting with her pussy on a Scandinavian girl's face, legs wide open, and holding the Scandinavian's legs wide open too, inviting me in. I was hasty, and shoved my cock fiercely between the proffered pussy lips. I had forgotten that she was not well lubricated, and the subsequent howl of pain and surprise was just barely blotted out by Jessica's lean ass and soft pussy. Jessica herself closed her eyes and looked to the heavens, stimulated by the vibration. I simply went on, no longer caring how much I hurt the assassin.

By the time I came, I had thrusted so many times it felt like her pussy was rubbed raw. For some reason, she still hadn't grown really moist, nor had an orgasm. Nevertheless, I had mine, shooting my cum deep inside her. Jessica, somehow sensing my orgasm, gently pushed me out of the blonde girl's pussy, and lowered her mouth there.

I sat there, spent, watching the sexy sixty-nine action going on. The blond assassin, sensing a lessening of pressure on her face, took the time to viciously attack Jessica's pussy and ass, biting and slapping, nibbling and pinching. Jessica's face tensed for a bit, but instead of surrendering, she used her slim fingers to open up the hairless pussy in front of her, and stuck her flexible and proficient tongue in between, sucking up the cum required for her life.

By the time Tessa and Carrie woke up and rushed in the room, concerned for me, the assassin had long ago given up the ghost, allowing Jessica to abuse her body as she wished. Jessica had pulled off many tricks I hadn't known she could do, including a vigorous and thorough scissoring, many different face-sitting positions, and using her tongue to search every crack of the assassin's body.

We left later then we had liked, but we were still confident that we could get there in time. The assassin walked behind us, manacled. We hadn't been able to get much out of her, except her name, Marie.

By the time we arrived at the central festival area, night had begun to fall, and the festivities were starting. My cock drew many curious glances and whispers, and girls ooh-ed and aah-ed over how the light danced over Tessa's well-oiled body. The layout was large, but simple. It consisted of a rough shape, with each arm extending around 400 or 500 feet. In the center, there was a huge stone dome supported by large pillars, and, in the center of that, a large stone basin, around ten feet across. Torches were abundant around the area, but there were some dimly lit places where, if you looked closely, you might see two girls, maybe only six, kissing passionately, limbs intertwined, and, more often than not, a finger or two stuck up an ass or a pussy.

I learned a bit about the culture of the island. As I had suspected a long time ago, they were all female, and had no idea what a male was. They had only seen cocks before carved upon walls and ancient pillars, and, even then, very faintly. As a result, I was sort of a novelty, the only one able to provide them the pleasure of a cock. Before, when two girls wanted to pleasure each other, they had to scissor, use fingers, or use a crudely carved wooden dildo that they prayed would stay in on one end. My cock drew many envious glances from the crowd, and, as the girls pressed closer and closer together, the area growing more crowded, I felt a hand or another body part stroke it. Finally, we arrived at the central dome. Around the basin set in the ground, six stone chairs were placed. Tessa and I sat next to each other, then, going clockwise, Queen Lisa, Queen Katy, Queen Isabel, and Queen Kara.

Katy was dark skinned, almost to the point of being black. However, she wasn't that dark yet. Instead, her brooding eyes, coupled with her tough face, gave her the impression of being a young Amazoness. Her breasts were small mounds, ending in dark nipples. She didn't cross her legs, and her pussy was on display, dark lips very slightly opened and revealing the pink inside. Katy's advisor was Trisha, a small, timid Hawaiian looking girl, the band of flowers on her head only serving to help this stereotype.

Isabel was Filipino. She had no tits whatsoever, and could have passed for a boy, if not for her bald and open pussy and her long black hair. Although she was small, maybe only seven or eight, her eyes carried in them a steel that was almost frightening. Her assistant was Jenna, an Asian around five years old, standing expectantly by Isabel's side, a determined face and head held high. Her hair was tied into a cute little bun, and Isabel held a chain that led from inside Jenna's pussy, probably a tightly wedged dildo.

Kara was a blonde as well, with blue eyes. Her hair was cut boyishly short, to match her boyish tits. She had a cute round face that no one would mistake for a boy's, and even if they did, her tiny, tight looking pussy left no room for doubt. Her eyes were kind as they surveyed the room. Her assistant was Miranda, a dark haired gypsy girl, with soulful eyes and dark skin, all the way to her pussy.

And here sat the six leaders of the island, ready to start the festivities. The area around this room had gone silent, and it felt like the rest of the island had too. Finally, after what felt like hours but was probably only minutes, Isabel stood up.

"Let the Gathering begin!" she said in a high, yet strong, voice. And so they did. Tessa immediately went to Kara, and they began to kiss passionately. The other queens went their separate ways, as did I. I went along one of the arms of the ' ', taking note of the many scents and smells that flooded the area. Foremost among them was a flowery, feminine scent, as if the combination of all the girls' essences here combined. Below that, I noted a musky scent, and, below that, the individual smells of all the different girls. I noticed that most of the girls here were paired or tripled up, intimately close to each other and even stroking each other's clits, as if they couldn't wait to get into it.

I saw Jessica eyeing an elfin redhead who was alone. Jessica would look to the girl, then to me, as if to check whether I was watching or not. If she caught me watching, she would quickly look to the ground. I guided us over to the redhead.

"Hi", I said, introducing myself, "I'm- "

"Oh I know who you are!" the redhead chirped. She was very cute, with a button nose, mischievous green eyes, and naughty little tits that barely stuck out. I could see why Jessica had fallen for her. "I'm Cassie. Ooh, I've heard of this..." She stuck her hand out and set it on the tip of my cock, which was hard and pulsing. Gently, she lowered her hand, then raised it again. Then, cautiously, Cassie stuck her tongue out and slowly stroked the head of my cock.

I would have let her go on, had I not seen Jessica's face. She had a despairing, tortured look, as if she wanted something really, really bad but knew she was not going to get it. So I let her have it.

"Cassie", I said softly, lifting the redhead's mouth off my cock, "this is my advisor, Jessica, and she seems to have fallen for you." Jessica's heart must have flown, as she immediately looked so hopeful and puppy-dog cute.

Cassie looked over at Jessica.

"Oh! Hi Jessica! You're cute!" She ignored my dick, and immediately charged Jessica, jumping into her arms in a hug. "An advisor? I've never tasted an advisor before...I heard they were supposed to taste good..."

Cassie slid down Jessica's body, stopping with her face at the pussy, and began to lick. Jessica held the tree behind her as she orgasmed several times consecutively. Her eyes caught mine, and it was like she had gotten all the gifts she could ever have wanted at once. So this was true love at first sight. I winked at her and left. It was time to find myself some action.

I was one of the highest ranked on the island, and, as such, I could have any of the girls I wished. Still, as I walked by the many nude girls, I didn't find many that truly caught my fancy. The first was an Asian, not more than five, who gave me a delicious blowjob. She had a way of having her tongue dance over the tip, so that you felt like you could cum, but you couldn't. My orgasm covered all of her grateful face, but I was unsatisfied, and immediately hard again.

I anally fucked a blonde, innocent eight year old, while her three-year-old younger sister licked my ass. Her body was soft and supple, and, as I fucked her, I brought both her legs into splits. After I had finished, the younger one sucked the cum out of the older one's ass, and they began to play with it between their mouths.

Two nine year olds, one black and one brown, both with dark brown hair, nearly had a catfight over who would get to ride my cock. I compromised by making them into a pussy sandwich, and having both at once. My thrusts shook both to the core, and my sticky man mayo made a perfect filling for the cute sandwich.

It was a bit late at night before I truly found what I wanted. I had gone on for a few hours, fucking around. I even came across Jessica and Cassie again, and had them both. Neither Jessica's wet, well fit pussy, nor Cassie's tight, unused one could satisfy me fully, and even after giving both a good hot shower of cum, my dick was soon aroused again. They were scissoring as I left them, trying to see how much cum they could transfer without any spilling out. I was tired and exhausted, and unsatisfied. I wondered how I could be unsatisfied on such an island, filled with prepubescent girls, all begging to be used by me. As I pondered such things, I heard a soft, tremulous voice from behind me.

"You seem to have been around."

My heart lifting, I turned around, and, yes, it was Rachel! The determined, delicate, brown haired advisor of Carrie, standing there, totally open to me. I decided not to let my elation show.

"And what if I have? I am free to do as I wish."

"And so you are. I was just wondering if, maybe, you'd like to do something a bit more...lasting." Rachel took both her hands, and placed them around her neck, making a choking sign.

"Maybe I would. Let's go somewhere...more private..." So we went into the forest. Not enough for the light to not let us see each other, but enough so that we were dimmed, and that touch grew that much more important. I ran my hands roughshod all over her body, exploring every hole, and pinching and playing with her tender tits. Both her hands concentrated on my cock, rubbing and stroking it, using the precum as a natural lubricant so its entrance would be smooth. But not too smooth.

When I finally entered her, I gasped. This was what I was looking for. She felt so much more solid, so much better, so much more satisfying than the others, in some inexplicable way. I was so caught up enjoying it, that I forgot what she wanted me to do to her. "Ahem." Said Rachel, taking her hands from my back and doing the choking gesture. Not to be outdone, I slapped her, open handed. The sound ricocheted through the forest. She turned her head back slowly, her eyes hooded. I was afraid I'd alienated her, but then, Rachel gave me a beautiful smile.

So I fucked her harder. Instead of holding onto her like I had been, we both dropped to the ground. I was over her, thrusting as hard as I could, while also slapping her face and tearing at her hair.

"Tit...s" she said, barely getting the words out. So I played with them as well, tugging on the sensitive ends, and biting them too.

I felt her orgasm, pussy tensing and untensing rapidly. Angrily, I punched her several times in the stomach and chest, then slapped her.

"No." I said sternly. Gasping, she didn't respond with words, just gave me a weak smile and nodded.

Finally, came the finale. I felt my balls beginning to tense, my load begging to be shot. This time I would give her an even better one. Socking her hard in the stomach, I grabbed her by the throat before she could suck in air again. Then using my free hand I punched and slapped her repeatedly until I orgasmed. In fact, we both had an orgasm at the same time, her girl cum intermixed with urine as she let go as well. I didn't let go of her throat until all my cum was safely stored in her pussy. When I did let go, I feared it was too late. She didn't move after I let go, her eyes closed and chest unmoving.

But then Rachel opened her eyes, and they glowed like amber gems.

"Ohhhhh.....ohhh....that was amazing!" she exclaimed, throwing all her energy into a hug. I collapsed next to her, totally spent. She stayed impaled on my cock, my cum dripping out, until the next morning, when we woke up.