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REV Master's Island 04 {Taoman} {Mf+, oral, anal, bi, spanking}

   Master's Island copyright @2000 Taoman.  The right of Taoman to be
identified as the author of this work has been asserted in accordance with
Section 77 and 78 of the Copyrights and Patents Act 1988

   Author's Note: This is the complete final revised version.  I am sorry
for any reader's frustration that may have occurred due to the previous
version's many problems.  I suggest you delete any other MASTER'S ISLAND
files you have archived.  Thanks go to Morgan for his patient editorial
assistance in the completion of this.  Comments: thomhobs@hotmail.com





   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.



   

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