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Subject: {ASSM} (NEW!) "Island Paradise: Revisited"  Part 14
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Story Name: "Island Paradise: Revisited" (Part 14 of ??) -
               M/F, F/F & just about everything else
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   A full day had passed since Pamela had basically beaten
the stuffing out of Devon, with a series of hair-pulls and
hard slaps to the face.  She even drew blood, but a timid
Devon chose not to return any of the offense herself.
   The reason for the fight was because Pamela had been under
the impression that Devon had said some rather nasty things
about not only her, but our marriage as well.  The person who
told her that Devon had said all those things was Cassidy.
   But as Lindsay, Pamela and myself had found out with the
help of the voyeur room - where every movement on the island
was captured on film and archived - Cassidy had lied.
   In fact, the only time Devon had even spoke to Cassidy
about Pamela and myself was the evening during which I had
eavesdropped on their discussion and subsequent sexual
encounter.  At no point did Devon call Pamela a "worthless
tramp" or a "skanky slut", or a "poor excuse for a wife" and
"well beneath what should be Jeremy's standards".
   Those were just some of the things, however, that Cassidy
had told Pamela that Devon had said about her.
   For the life of me, I simply could not figure out why
Cassidy had lied to Pamela.  More importantly, I saw no
basis for her motivation in doing so, either.

                           * * *

   "If you weren't here on the island, maybe you could be
one of those female boxers," Lindsay said to Pamela, as I
sat alongside the two ladies in the voyeur room.  All three
of us had just finished reviewing the tapes, and saw nothing
that put Devon in any sort of a bad light.  "I hear you have
a pretty sharp right hand."
   "I know it wasn't right of me to do," Pamela said softly,
"but I just lost control of my temper.  Cassidy had just
told me that Devon had said all those horrible things about
me.  I went to Jeremy's suite in a rage so I could confront
Devon about it.  I... I just... lost control of myself."
   "You slapped Jeremy around pretty good during the summer
too," Lindsay said, as my eyebrows raised.  "You seem to
have a pretty bad temper there, girl."
   "I DIDN'T slap Jeremy around," Pamela corrected her.  "I
slapped him ONCE.  And even now, I can say that I had every
right in doing so.  He had just told me about this place -
the voyeur room - and I was steaming mad."
   "Pamela is not a violent person, Lindsay," I said, adding
my opinion to the mix.  "I think you know that.  Pamela is
about as nice and as forthcoming as a person can be."
   "I know," Lindsay grinned.  "I'm just ribbing her."
   "She had every right to slap me, but that was a different
case than now," I said, before looking at Pamela and adding,
"Considering the lies that Cassidy had put in your head, you
certainly had enough reason to go out and attack Devon.  But
at the same time, you should have also controlled yourself.
Adults don't go out and fight others whenever they want."
   "I know, Jeremy," Pamela said, taking a deep breath.  "I
don't know if I'll ever live this down.  I've apologized to
Devon a million times over the past 12 hours."
   "Devon is a good person," I said.  "A forgiving person,
too.  You should feel lucky that she has no desire to report
this incident to the mainland authorities."
   Pamela's eyes went wide as she said, "I am lucky.  I... I
just can't figure out why Cassidy would lie to me like that.
Surely she knows that liars never succeed."
   "Maybe Cassidy likes to stir up trouble," Lindsay stated.
"I knew plenty of girls like that when I was in high school.
They spread lies and false rumors, and laugh about it with
their friends.  I couldn't stand girls like that."
   "This isn't high school anymore, dear," I told Lindsay,
and she nodded her head.  "This is the real world.  Cassidy
is 23 years of age, too.  She should be well past the point
of getting a laugh or two out of spreading lies."
   "So what do we do?" Lindsay asked.  "Does Cassidy get
kicked off of the island?  I liked her a lot before this
happened.  But I don't want to be around someone like her.
I couldn't stand her type in high school, nor can I now."
   "We can't go up to her and say that we have videotape
evidence that she lied to me," Pamela offered.  "That could
mean that everyone finds out about the voyeur room."
   "I definitely don't want that," were my words.  "I don't
know if the others would be as forgiving as the two of you
are - as well as Amy - regarding my only vice in life."
   "That you're a nasty pervert and you like to watch us
girls have sex with each other with your hidden cameras?"
Lindsay asked, giggling.
   "That's a rather crude way of putting it," I told her.
"But still, I have to admit that it is accurate."
   Lindsay snickered and returned, "I'm just in a funny mood
today.  Sort of fluttery, light-headed... you know?  Being
back with Trish has made me more happy than ever before."
   "You and Trish really do love each other..." Pamela said.
   "Regarding Cassidy, I don't need to go up to her and say
that we have evidence that she lied," were my next words.
"This is MY island.  I can send her home if I want to.  It's
in the contract that she signed before agreeing to come
here.  She can be sent home for any reason, at any time, and
not be compensated whatsoever."
   "You're not going to pay her at all?" Lindsay asked.
   "She doesn't deserve to be paid," I said.  "But still,
she has been here for more than a week.  I was going over
the idea of giving her $2,000 in cash.  That way, Cassidy
has enough money to get back on her feet in San Francisco."
   "I wouldn't give her one red cent," Pamela offered.  "I
would just send her packing... right away."
   "I already have made arrangements for a helicopter to be
here this afternoon," I told them.  "It was going to be for
either Devon or Cassidy.  Devon if she said those things
about Pamela, or Cassidy if she lied about them.  The
helicopter will take Cassidy to the airport and she will fly
to Los Angeles, and then home to San Francisco."
   "And we'll never see her again," Pamela said.  "It just
makes me so mad.  Devon and I were getting along great, then
Cassidy has to drop a bomb like that on me.  It was a total
lie.  Now Devon may never look at me the same way again."
   "Is there going to be a replacement for Cassidy?" Lindsay
wondered.  "I was the one who picked Cassidy to come here in
the first place.  Can I pick her replacement, too?"
   "There won't be a replacement, dear," I replied.  "We may
have an odd number of girls here - seven - but it works out
perfectly.  You, Trish and Torrie all share the same room,
while Amy and Stephanie occupy another.  Without Cassidy
here, that leaves Devon with no room-mate."  I looked at
Pamela and said, "You don't have one, either.  That's going
to change, because you and Devon are going to be room-mates."
   "We are?" Pamela said, surprised.  "I mean... does she
even want to be my room-mate?"
   "I don't see why not," I responded.  "I'll have to talk
to her about it, but I think the two of you would make a
really nice couple.  Devon really likes you, Pamela.  And as
I said, she is very forgiving.  As time goes on, you will
forget that the events of last night ever happened."
   "Let me talk to her about it," Pamela said.  "I think it
will be better that way."
   "And you still have your rotation system set up?" Lindsay
asked, looking at me.  "Who's on deck for tonight?"
   "Cassidy," I told her, holding back a laugh.  "She'll be
thousands of miles away when I go to sleep tonight, though."

                           * * *

   When I first informed her that I knew she had lied to
Pamela - while withholding the fact that I had evidence to
support it - Cassidy told me that I was wrong.  Devon really
had said all those things, Cassidy claimed.  She even went
onto say that Devon was scheming against me, and planned to
steal my entire fortune.  According to Cassidy, that was
something she had "overheard".
   The fact that she lied and was continuing to do so made
absolutely no sense to me.  I never thought I would do this
to any of my ladies, but I told Cassidy that she had been
expelled from the island for her series of flagrant lies.
She was being sent home - to California - later today.
   It all changed then.  With the chance at $3,000,000 in
earnings out the window, Cassidy broke down and admitted
that she had been lying.  She loved to spread rumors about
others behind their backs, but also knew it was wrong to do
so.  Still, spreading rumors was something that Cassidy had
to do.  She could not control herself.
   None of that really mattered to me, though, because I
still told her that she was going home.  Cassidy protested
at first, but then relented and accepted the inevitable once
I threatened to take away the $2,000 in cash that I planned
on giving her as a "goodbye present".
   Cassidy packed her bags in a huff, and even refused to
apologize to Devon and Pamela for the trouble she had
started.  Later, I drove her to the helicopter landing pad
in my Jeep... and that was it.  The chopper was waiting,
and Cassidy was gone seconds later.

   Good riddance to bad rubbish.

                       * * * * * * *

   Days after Cassidy left the island, things had gotten
back to normal.  Torrie was fitting in nicely with both
Lindsay and Trish, while the relationship between Amy and
Stephanie was progressing.  Best of all, however, Devon and
Pamela were loving room-mates, and making the best of things
together.  Things were going smoother than I hoped...
   Lindsay and Trish, both having an interest in Astronomy
and the vast wonders of outer space, got everyone together
on the evening of December 13 so we could watch the Geminids
meteor shower.  According to scientists, this was the best
night to view the meteor shower.
   With up to 80 bright, flashing meteors seen per hour, the
girls (as well as myself) went to sleep that evening with a
sense of awe and wonderment.  We also took a lot of pictures,
and I even videotaped the celestial event.

   Speaking of cameras and the like, Amy had yet another
"live sex show" scheduled for her website the following day.
The first show which emanated from the island involved both
Amy and Lindsay.  This time, however, Stephanie would be
joining forces with Amy.  The two ladies would get hot and
nasty with each other, while members of Amy's website would
have access to a live camera feed.  They would get to watch
the encounter from the comfort of their computer chair.
   I spent most of that Friday morning getting everything
ready for the webcast, which was scheduled to start at
5:00pm local time.  I hooked my video camera up to the
computer, and tested the audio and visual transfers with
Amy's webmaster.  I also had to position the big stage
lamp next to the bed in my personal suite and align it
perfectly, which was much more work than it sounded.
   This webcast was going to be special for the simple fact
that Stephanie claimed to be Amy's most dedicated "fan".
Stephanie had every single one of Amy's X-rated movies on
either VHS or DVD, and was a charter member of her website.
It had been quite a shock, as you may imagine, for the
brunette when she learned that her favorite pornstar was
going to be spending the winter on this island as well.
   Amy planned to play off the fact that Stephanie was a
"fan" of hers during the webcast - though I'm not quite
certain in what way.  This would also be a fantasy come to
reality for Stephanie, as she would get to take part in what
was a mini porn movie - with her favorite adult film star.

                           * * *

   As the time drew closer for the naughty webcast to begin,
Stephanie entered my suite unannounced, and I was completely
blown away by the vision of sheer beauty that I saw.

   The tall, voluptuous brunette was wearing a black denim
miniskirt which displayed her long, luscious legs in a very
intoxicating manner.  Those wonderful legs were accentuated
even more by a pair of spiked high-heels which made her a
few inches taller than her actual height of 5-foot-8.
   In addition, the 25-year-old from Connecticut was wearing
a sleeveless top made of pure cotton.  Not only was it very
thin, but the top was also a rather snug fit.  That was a
good thing, of course, because Stephanie had big, firm
breasts.  The V-neck design of her blouse also allowed for a
mouth-watering view of her vast, deepened cleavage.
   Lastly, it was rather obvious just from one glance that
the stacked brunette did not have a bra on underneath her
little top, either.  Her nipples jutted outward against the
fabric, giving the impression that they begged to be sucked
upon.  Soon, I'm sure Amy would take care of that for her.

   "Do you like my outfit?" Stephanie asked with a smile,
doing a little pirouette for my wide, glazed-over eyes.
"Whenever I wanted to pick up a guy back home, I would go
out wearing this exact outfit.  It always worked."
   "Did you forego the use of a bra then, too?" I asked.
   Stephanie giggled and replied, "Oh yes, you know I did.
There's nothing that can get a guy's attention quite like a
top that is a size too small, without a bra on underneath."
   "I love it, dear," I told her.  "You look fabulous."  I
paused and added, "Are you nervous?  It's not often that a
person has sex with someone else, with thousands of
strangers watching.  You know what I mean?"
   "I'm a little bit nervous," Stephanie said with a grin.
"I just hope no one from the hospital where I work at sees
me.  That would be... kind of bad.  You know... your former
fiancee spotted you, Jeremy, during the last show."
   "True," I responded.  "But still, I think the possibility
of someone who actually knows you seeing this webcast is
very, very slim.  I wouldn't worry about it."  I paused and
added, "But there is plenty of time for you to pull out."
   "No, I don't want to pull out," the brunette returned.
"I want to go through with this.  I know how important these
sex shows are to the success of Amy's website."
   "Do you love Amy, dear?" was my next question.
   Stephanie hesitated before answering, "I don't know yet.
I haven't known her all that long, you know.  Well... I've
known OF her... but not her, personally.  She is not much
different than the characters she plays in her movies."
   "Amy definitely is adventurous when it comes to sex," I
said with a smile.  "She's not afraid of anything."
   "Amy is a slut," Stephanie told me, which was what I
wanted to say in the first place.  "She is like a nasty
fantasy come to life.  That's why I like her so much."
   "That's why I like her as well, dear," I said.  "Amy can
push buttons within me that no one else can even reach."
   "I know what you mean," Stephanie nodded.

   Just as those words were said, Amy walked into my suite.

   The 27-year-old looked absolutely stunning as she was
decked out in an incredibly tight mini-dress and a pair of
six-inch high-heels.  The main features of the dress were a
very short skirt and a deep, plunging neckline, along with a
halter-style strap which hooked behind her neck to help hold
the outfit up, and in place.
   The mini-dress, which hugged Amy's ample curves and really
showed off her luscious legs, offered a tantalizing view of
her cleavage.  It was obvious the pornstar had shunned the
use of a bra as well.  In addition, Amy's red hair looked
fabulous in contrast to the black-as-midnight dress.

   Amy sashayed her way up to Stephanie, and the two ladies
exchanged smiles before linking their hands together.  Then,
Amy turned toward me and offered a playful grin.  "Are you
all set and ready for the webcast to begin?" she asked.
   "I've been ready for a couple of hours," I told her.
"It's only ten minutes until five o'clock, and your show."
   "This is how I keep my website afloat," Amy said, looking
at Stephanie.  "There are plenty of nude pictures of me, all
over the Internet.  I needed to offer something unique to my
site members, and these live shows are it."
   "What it's like, knowing that thousands of people see you
naked everyday?" the brunette openly wondered.
   "I don't know... I can't put it into words," Amy replied,
before adding, "But maybe, you'll soon find out, `Steph."

                           * * *

   "Hi!  I'm Aimee Embers, and welcome to another one of my
live Internet broadcasts!" Amy said with great enthusiasm
(using her stage name), as she looked into the camera and
spoke to her legion of fans.  I knelt in front of her as she
sat at my computer desk, the camera perched atop my shoulder.
   "Tonight it's December 14th, and wow, do I have a special
treat for all my wonderful fans.  Her name is Stephanie, but
we'll get to her soon."
   Amy grinned and continued, "I would first like to thank
everyone who watched my last webcast, and sent me e-mail
about it.  I just LOVE hearing from all of you!  And Lindsay,
the little honey who was in that broadcast with me, really
appreciated everything you said about her as well."  Amy
held a hand to the side of her mouth and whispered, "Don't
tell anyone, but I'm working on getting her into porn, too."

   My eyes went wide at those words.

   Was Amy only kidding and telling her fans what they
wanted to hear about Lindsay?  Or was she being truthful?
The last thing I wanted was another feud between Amy and
Trish, much like what happened during the summer...

   Amy giggled, probably at my own reaction, as I focused
the camera upon her enchanting face.  "I hope everyone out
there in cyber-land is having a wonderful Christmas season.
Do you know what I want for Christmas?"  Amy paused and
grinned, before adding, "Of course you know what I want for
Christmas... I want someone to stuff my stocking!"
   I had to hold back a laugh at that comment, but Stephanie
was not successful.  She laughed outloud, and I'm positive
the Internet viewers could hear her in the background.
   "Before we go on with Miss Gigglepussy over there," Amy
grinned, "I wanted to let all of you fans know that I will
be making a new movie during Christmas week.  I am still on
vacation, yes, but I will fly home to Los Angeles for that
week so I can make a new movie.  It doesn't have a title
yet, but look for it to be released sometime in January.  I
will keep you updated in the NEWS section of my website."
   Amy offered an inviting smile for the camera before
standing up, and motioning for me to follow her to the bed.
I did just that, keeping the camera trained on her shapely
ass while tagging along from behind.
   A moment later, I raised the camera and allowed the
audience their first-ever glimpse of Stephanie, who looked
like a true princess in her little, ultra-sexy outfit.
   Amy took a seat next to Stephanie upon the bed, and
placed an arm around her shoulder.  "Everyone out there in
cyber-space... say hello to Stephanie."  Amy spoke to her
lover, "Tell my fans something about you, honey."
   Her eyes glowing, Stephanie looked directly into the
camera and smiled.  "I'm 25 years old, and I'm from the
great state of Connecticut.  I've been a really big fan
of Amy's since she debuted in porn.  I... I can't believe
that I'm here now, doing a show for her website!"
   "Stephanie used to be just like the rest of you," Amy
said to the camera.  "She would sit at home and play with
herself while watching one of my live webcasts on the site."
Stephanie's face reddened at those words as Amy continued,
"But now, she's going to star in one of my shows with me."

   Amy turned toward her lover and said, "Now why don't you
take off your top so everyone can see your breasts?"

   Stephanie hesitated for a moment, but then quickly
whisked her form-fitting top up, and over her head.  Her
full, luscious breasts were now in open view, and I zoomed
the camera in for a closer, more intimate look.
   Amy used both hands to cup and fondle Stephanie's firm
breasts as I then panned the camera back for a wider view.
   "Hmmmmm, nice," Amy purred, as she slowly dropped to her
knees in front of Stephanie.  Still massaging those breasts
with both hands, Amy turned and smiled at the camera.  "I
bet all of you agree with me when I say that Stephanie looks
extremely fuckable."  Amy paused and added, "She definitely
does, and that's why I'm going to fuck her."
   I rubbed the big bulge in my trousers with my free hand
as Amy turned her head back toward Stephanie, and attached
her lips to one of those plump, juicy nipples.  Stephanie
grinned and cooed in response, her head gently swirling
about, as she ran her hands throughout Amy's flame-red hair.
   I moved around to the side and got a much better camera
angle as Amy then began to swipe away with her tongue upon
Stephanie's vast, deepened cleavage.  The brunette began to
screech and moan a bit as Amy now used both hands to pinch
and tweak her nipples with moderate force.
   "These breasts are beautiful," Amy said, withdrawing her
face from Stephanie's cleavage and then looking directly
into the camera.  "Hmmmmm... don't you all agree?  They're
so big, and ripe.  I could suck on them forever."
   "When do I get to see your breasts?" Stephanie said to
Amy, taking the initiative.  "I bet everyone in cyber-space
is dying to get a look at you, too.  I know I am."
   Amy giggled at those words as she undid the strap which
held the halter in place around her neck.  An instant later,
she shoved the top of her mini-dress downward, to her stomach
and thus, exposing her own luscious breasts for all to see.
   "Are you happy now?" Amy said to Stephanie, grinning.
   "Oh yes," Stephanie giggled.  "Very."
   Amy slithered upward, back upon the bed, and took a seat
beside her lover.  An instant later, she cupped Stephanie's
chin with her hand, and kissed her gently on the lips.
   I zoomed in for a better look as the two ladies began to
share a series of kisses, each stronger and more intense
than the last.  Soon, Amy and Stephanie were swapping
tongues as they embraced one another, their breathing
becoming rather ragged and labored in a hurry.
   I got an excellent shot as Amy slipped a hand between
Stephanie's thighs, and snaked it up her miniskirt.  An
instant later the kiss was broken, and Amy turned toward
the camera with a big smile upon her lovely face.  "Oh...
'Steph isn't wearing any panties!"
   "You're probably not wearing any panties, either," the
brunette shot back, in a playful manner.
   "I hardly ever do," Amy returned coyly.
   I kept the camera trained on the action as Amy unzipped
the back of Stephanie's denim miniskirt, and quickly yanked
it downward.  Now, except for a pair of spiked high-heels,
the 25-year-old was completely and gloriously nude.
   Looking at the camera, Amy smiled and said, "Don't you
think 'Steph here would look really good in the next big
gang-bang movie?"  I rubbed my crotch yet again as Amy
continued, "One cock in her pussy, one in her ass, with
another in her mouth.  And two more, one for each hand!"
Amy turned toward Stephanie, who was squirming at those
words, and cooed, "Would you like to be a pornstar, honey?"
   "Yes," Stephanie replied after a moment of hesitation.
Perhaps it was the dual combination of being nude and on
display for the world to see, combined with Amy's nasty
dialogue... but the brunette was suddenly VERY turned on.
   "I could get you so much cock and pussy that you'd be
drowning in them," Amy grinned, kissing her counterpart on
the cheek.  "You'd love all that attention... am I right?"
   "Yes," the vixen agreed, before turning and smashing
her mouth upon Amy's for their most heated kiss yet.
   Stephanie began to screech and moan out her pleasure
while Amy had two fingers buried within her slit as their
kiss reached an even greater height of intensity.  Soon, the
two ladies were attacking each others' mouths with their
own, their tongues dueling and mingling together rapidly.
   All of a sudden, Amy broke the kiss and moved away from
Stephanie.  I kept a wide angle with the camera, allowing
Internet viewers to see both ladies in the picture at the
same time.  Amy took a few more steps away, then reached
down and pulled a gigantic strap-on dildo from within a bag.

   Stephanie's eyes went wide with lust as she stared at the
massive dong, while Amy wiggled out of her mini-dress.  She
let it fall to the floor and stepped out of it, giving the
viewing audience a tantalizing view of her own nude form.
   "If you want to be a pornstar, you have to know how to
take one of these big, 12-inch strap-on dildos," Amy said
to Stephanie, which made the shapely brunette shudder with
even more desire and passion.  "Especially if you want to be
a pornstar who makes good money.  Why don't I show you what
it is like while all of my 'net buddies look on, and watch?"
   "Oh God, yes..." Stephanie whined as she watched Amy step
into the strap-on's harness, and then lift it, and secure it
around her waist.  The massive, nasty dildo - all 12 inches
of it - protruded outward from Amy's pelvis as she began to
violently stroke it with her hand.
   Amy's expression became more heated as she said, "Why
don't you get on your hands and knees, so I can fuck you
like the BITCH you are?"  Stephanie let out another aroused
whine, but did as instructed.  Meanwhile, Amy continued to
frig and stroke the huge dildo as if it were a real cock.

   Speaking of real cocks, I had managed to retrieve mine
from within my trousers, and was busy stroking it myself.
With my other hand, I kept the camera steady atop my
shoulder.  I could easily imagine the audience cursing me if
the camera were to sway about and thus, them miss out on
even a second of this hot, entertaining action.

   With Stephanie now on her hands and knees, I zoomed in
and got a really good shot of her upturned ass, as well as
her exposed pussy lips.  I panned back a moment later as
Amy appeared in the picture.  The nasty red-head positioned
herself upon her knees behind Stephanie, and latched onto
her ass with both hands.  Meanwhile, I was whacking off at
full, blinding speed...
   Stephanie was screeching and moaning yet again as Amy
forged the massive dong into her little pussy from behind.
Amy wasted no time as she inserted the tool all the way into
her lover, before smacking her ass rather cruelly with both
hands.  This made Stephanie shriek and cry out, but it was
fairly obvious that she was enjoying every minute of this.
   "What do you think?" Amy said, looking at the camera with
a naughty gleam in her eyes.  "Should I fuck Stephanie real
nice and slow?  You know, treat her softly, and warmly?"
She paused for a moment, then her expression became more
intense again.  "Or should I fuck her HARD and NASTY?"

   Hard and nasty.  Hard and nasty.  Hard and nasty.  I
could literally hear the men (and women) who were watching
the webcast shout those words out in response.

   "Stephanie does look a bit sluttish," Amy proclaimed.
"So yes, I agree.  She needs it HARD, and NASTY."
   The brunette screamed and cried out in a mixture of pain
and extreme pleasure as Amy began to pound her pussy with
the big strap-on.  In no time flat, Amy was hammering away
at her in the doggie-style position at warp speed.  I kept
the camera focused and steady, while paying close attention
to the sight of Amy's large breasts as they bounced and
jiggled about in unison with her powerful thrusting motion.
   A moment later, Stephanie's deafening screams had
lessened to a series of hard grunts and growls.  Still, it
was readily apparent that she was enjoying this treatment.

   I took a deep breath and moaned as my heart was beating
at a mile-a-minute, while my hand still frigged my cock
toward an absolute eruption.  Amy was such an incredibly
nasty (but very sexy) woman...

   "SCREAM FOR ME!" the red-head demanded, leaning over and
yanking on Stephanie's long-flowing hair.  "SCREAM FOR ME!
LET ME KNOW HOW MUCH YOU LIKE IT!"  Stephanie did not respond
at first, which prompted Amy to harshly smack her ass with an
open hand.  "SCREAM FOR ME, BITCH!"
   This time, Stephanie did as she was told.  Her cries and
whines vibrated throughout my personal suite, and I wondered
if the other ladies (who were all downstairs) could hear her
through the walls.  Amy was not satisfied, however, as she
offered Stephanie's upturned ass yet another stinging slap.
   "OH GOD WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?" the 25-year-old cried
out, obviously full of intense passion and arousal.  "THAT
THING IS ABOUT TO TEAR MY PUSSY IN HALF!"
   "That's what I want!" Amy exclaimed in response.  "I want
you to tell me and everyone else in cyber-space how good I'm
making you feel!  Keep screaming for me, Stephanie!"
   My cock exploded like a volcano as Amy began to slap
Stephanie's ass repeatedly with both hands, while still
pummeling her with the massive strap-on dildo.  A moment
later, as my hand and wrist was drenched with sperm, Amy
again demanded that Stephanie continue to scream.  She did
just that, but Amy continued to spank and discipline the
brunette's rounded, picture-perfect ass with both hands.
   Before I knew what happened next, Stephanie's body went
rigid with absolute desire.  She continued screaming, and
then I realized that the 25-year-old was experiencing a
rather fierce and intensive orgasm.  The action reached a
fever pitch as Stephanie then screeched out at the top of
her lungs, before falling upon the bed in an exhausted heap.

   Amy withdrew the monstrous dildo from within her satiated
lover, then unbuckled its strap from around her waist and let
it fall harmlessly to the bed.  The red-head's next move was
to lean down and plant a tender kiss upon Stephanie's lips,
before turning and smiling directly into the camera.
   "Does everyone out there in computer-land think I gave
'Steph what she deserved?"  Amy paused, then her grin became
even wider as she realized that my cock had exploded during
her encounter with Stephanie.  The gooey sperm dangling from
my wrist and hand must have given it away.
   "I think our cameraman, Jeremy... I think he agrees that
'Steph got what she deserved.  He came all over himself!"
Amy snickered at my predicament, and Stephanie soon joined
the laugh parade as well.
   "I bet there are plenty of guys out there who just came
all over themselves, too," Amy grinned, looking squarely at
the camera.  "Don't you guys try to deny it, either.  You
loved seeing me help my new girlfriend GET OFF like that."
Amy slipped a hand between her own thighs, and rubbed her
pussy.  "Hmmmmm... I know I loved it."
   "I bet there were some women who fingered themselves to
orgasm, too," Stephanie breathed, sitting up.  "I know I've
done that plenty of times during your live webshows."
   "Hmmmmm, you're right," Amy grinned.  "I have lots of
members on my site who are women."  The 27-year-old sat up
straight, then hooked both arms around Stephanie's shoulders
and kissed her gently.  She then looked back at the camera,
and gave one of her patented smiles.
   "This is Aimee Embers, and I'd like to thank everyone for
watching my webcast.  The next one will take place on New
Year's Eve, so mark your calendars.  Until then... I hope
everyone has a wonderful holiday season.  And, as always...
stay healthy, be good and most of all, HAPPY FUCKING!"
   Amy and Stephanie giggled together as they shared yet
another blissful, tongue-filled kiss.  Five seconds later,
the picture faded to black, and Internet viewers were left
in the dark.  The webcast was over...

                           * * *

   I was given the honor of having my cock "cleaned" by the
mouths of both Stephanie and Amy, but that was not the most
important thing which happened that evening.  Normally it
would be, but I received a rather ominous e-mail from
Cassidy before turning into bed that particular evening.


        FROM: Cassidy (last name) ((e-mail address))
        SUBJECT: Be warned

        Jeremy -

        You may have kicked me off of your island, but
        you're going to regret it.

        You and your group of whores have not heard the
        last from me.

        - CASSIDY


   I had to blink before reading the short, terse e-mail
again.  I was going to regret expelling Cassidy from the
island?  I had not heard the last from her?

   Group of whores?

   According to Cassidy's personality profile on my main
computer, revenge was not part of her make-up.  However, I
still looked at her words as a rather serious threat.  I had
to - because the message sounded so terse and ominous.
   At the same time, however, there didn't seem to be much
of anything that Cassidy could do which would possibly "get
me back" for booting her from the island.  Perhaps her
message was an idle threat, or a way for her to blow off
some steam and anger.  Hopefully, I thought to myself, she
would settle down in a day or two, and get on with her life.

   Group of whores?

   I had a difficult time grasping those three, harsh words.
Although the ladies were being well compensated for their
time here this winter ($3,000,000 apiece), I did not look
or even remotely think of them as "whores".  If anything,
these ladies were my flock of Heaven-sent angels.  That is
how I looked at every single one of them.
   I had the urge to write Cassidy back and blast her for
that remark, but felt as though she wasn't worth my time.

   As I said earlier - good riddance to bad rubbish.


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