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Subject: {ASSM} Master's Island  17/21
Date: Sat, 28 Jul 2001 22:10:02 -0400
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REV Master's Island 17 {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. The complete version can be found at storiesonline.net (a
free and non-commercial site). Please take time to rate the story
while there. Comments: thomhobs@hotmail.com

CHAPTER 17

Two of the torches had sputtered and gone out. The last few
maintained weak undulating cone-shaped mantels. The naked
prostrate Kimberly seemed to softly radiate in the subduedlight.

Her head was bowed with her blond hair swirled out across the
sand. Slowly she raised her face and pensively rubbed her cheek
against my foot. I felt the coarse scratch of the sand against
her soft skin. She turned her face and I saw the tip of her
tongue emerge from parted lips to touch my big toe. Sparkling
silica crystals clung to the red tip. She licked the toe several
more times until it shined with her saliva. I saw her turn her
head and delicately spit grit from her mouth. She immediately
returned to her task, twisting her tongue to clean between the
big toe and the next digit. I saw she was focused on her duties
as if determined to do a good job.

I was impressed with Kimberly's unexpectedly complete submission.
I looked up to catch Jennifer's attention. She met my gaze and
raised an eyebrow as if saying, "What do we have here?"

Kimberly had licked several toes clean. I pushed my big toe
against her lips and forced it in. "Suck on it, little Kimberly,"
I told her. She lightly kissed the toe and then took it between
her pursed lips. Then I felt the slight pressure and warmth of
her mouth's suction.

"Jennifer I do believe this new wench may work out after all," I
said and looked up to again meet Jennifer's eye. "But I am not
going to have time to train her and provide food both. I want you
to do it. You know my needs and how I expect my slaves to behave.
She is your responsibility for however long it takes. I don't
want you to spare any punishment just because she might be older
and slow. If you must whip her continuously to force her to obey
then just do it."

I looked down. Kimberly was sneaking apprehensive glances up at
me. But she had continued her subservient licking. Her parted
lips were ringed with a fine dusting of sand.
 
"Do you understand what I am saying, Kimberly?" I asked her. "You
belong to Jennifer. She is your Mistress. You will call her that
or however she wants to be addressed. You must do everything
exactly as she tells you. I don't want to hear of a single
problem. Is this understood?"

Kimberly blinked and meekly lowered her eyes. Then nodded her
head.

"Tell me," I ordered.

She quickly looked up at me and then meekly twisted her head to
look over her shoulder to the closely hovering Jennifer.
"Jennifer owns me now." She said quietly.

Brittany had been watching all of this as best she could. I had
pressed her head flat on my chest so I could fully observe her
sister at my feet. Brittany had become distracted and forgot
herself. Her hip movements had become increasingly sporadic. I
reached down to cup the underside of her hard teenaged ass and
squeezed. Using this purchase I slowly ground her loins down
against my up thrust cock till our pelvic bones mashed. She
immediately responded and trembled in my tight embrace making a
slight moan. Then I felt another shiver run through her.

"That is so nice," She whispered. She followed this with a deep
sigh and her head came up next to mine and she whispered in my
ear. "Jennifer will make her eat her out. She will HATE that. She
is SO straight."

I knew this too and was anticipating being a witness to the
event. "Uh huh," I replied. "Right now you just need to worry
about getting me off," I instructed her. I pinched both cheeks
hard for encouragement.

She squealed. Our eyes locked and she began an earnest riding of
my shaft. She had learned a few tricks of her own. I had noticed
a continued growth in strength and control of her cervical
muscles.  My size at the beginning of the relationship had
intimidated her.  But with constant practice she had learned the
ability to tighten specific inner muscles to a point were it felt
like a strong hand was firmly squeezing me. I tried not to let on
to her what this felt like when she used her new trick. But the
fact that my eyes would subsequently roll back in my head when
she performed it must have clued her. I knew this was a
satisfaction to her in having some power over me.

Watching me closely she proceeded to give me the full treatment.
I clenched my teeth as she rose and tightened a near band of hard
muscle around the crown of my penis. She held this position and
then slowly slid down the full length of my cock. Rising again
she began a purposeful and demanding up and down strokingmotion.

I again saw her slight smile. She was very aware of what she was
doing to me. Lying on my back on the near free-floating hammock I
was unaccustomedly at her mercy. The only control I could
maintain was my still firm grasp of her buttocks. The hammock
swung and squeaked with our exertions. She countered the rhythm
of the swinging arc and would use an out-of-sync motion to thrust
away and then back into me. Slowly we rode a building crescendo
and finally climaxed.
 
Spent I caught my breath and refocused on the real world. With my
attention on coitus and Brittany I had pulled my feet up and away
from Kimberly. Jennifer had pulled her away from us to the
campfire. Kimberly knelt at her new Mistress's feet as Jennifer
instructed her on how to clean the gear. I heard Kimberly preface
a question with  "Jennifer" which resulted in an immediate
openhanded cuff to the back of her blonde head.

"MISTRESS, you stupid, dumb thing!" Jennifer told herscornfully.

Kimberly winced away from her. "Please.... MISTRESS.... I am
trying," She choked, "This is hard for me."

Jennifer looked in my direction and shook her head as if saying,
"She is hopeless." There was a fire in her eyes. I realized she
was really enjoying this.

I said, "Jennifer you have the time. Do what you have to do."
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