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Paradise Island

The Adventures of a Slave Girl

By Kjell Madsen, (c) 1999, 2004


Shortened Preface

This is part 3 of 3

Caveats:

This story contains sexual themes, words, and situations. If you
are underage, don't read it. If you don't like this sort of
stuff, don't read it. This is not a 'stroke-story' -- if that's
what you are looking for, you are wasting your time.


Story codes:

MF, FF+, M+F+, Fdom, rom, slow, caution

These are the general codes that I think best describe the story
as a whole. I put in caution because there are elements in
various chapters that, technically, deserve harsher codes.
However, these elements are not a main theme of my story. See
chapter breakdown in full preface for additional codes. 


Plea for feedback:

I love feedback but seldom get any. Please, send an e-mail and
tell me what you think to kjell (DOT) madsen (AT) home (DOT) se.



The fine print: 

This story is copyrighted (c) 1999, 2004 by Kjell Madsen, all
rights reserved. Please ask for my permission first if you want
to repost it or use it in any other way. Archiving by ASSTR is
permitted and encouraged.


Disclaimer:

This is a work of fiction and the characters are fictional. Any
similarity to real people, living or dead, is entirely
accidental. Places and events that serve as backgrounds to the
story are modelled on their 'real' counterparts and I have
strived to keep them as close to the original as possible.
However, I have not hesitated to use my 'poetic license' to
change them, as required by my story. In particular, the island
Rarotonga has nothing to do with the island with the same name in
the Cook's Islands group -- my fictional Rarotonga is a part of
Kosrae in the Micronesian federation. 

English is not my native tongue and I have probably made several
silly spelling and grammatical errors. Please, tell me if you
find any errors that upset you.

The author does not necessarily condone or endorse all the
actions of his characters (and wholeheartedly disagrees with some
of them). Naturally, this story occurs in a world without
sexually transmitted diseases and other ugly facts of 'the real
world'. 



Chapter 14 -- The First Assignments

Tina awakened the slavegirls early the next morning and took them
to a room beside the kitchen, where they had breakfast. Next,
they met Michele who gave them their assignments for the first
day. After the grand ceremony the previous day, and its amazing
finale, the assignments were somewhat of an anticlimax. Linda and
Nancy were told to help two of the servant girls in the kitchen
and the others were given similar domestic tasks.

The following days continued in the same way; the girls worked
with various tasks, usually in the house, sometimes in the
garden, but their tasks were quite ordinary and in no way
different from what the other girls in Bob's household did. The
slavegirls were naked, of course, but that was the only
difference from the other servants. Even that difference was
minimal, as the native servants usually wore nothing but their
loincloths, and sometimes not even that diminutive clothing.
Linda spent one afternoon cleaning the pool together with two of
the servants, and they did their job as naked as she was.
"Clothing is a nuisance for this job," one of them told her. One
evening when they had retired to their room for the night, a
somewhat disappointed Nancy said to Linda, "I imagined that we
would serve as sex-slaves, satisfying Bob and the others but it's
nothing like that, it's so -- mundane." Linda agreed with her
friend but told her that she had a feeling that they would be
given other tasks soon. "I think Bob is giving us time to learn
the ways of his household first," she replied.

Nevertheless, the girls did fit in and enjoyed their tasks. Linda
appreciated the open and friendly atmosphere in Bob's household.
The servants were very friendly and she soon knew them all and
regarded them as friends. In the beginning, she called them 'Mam'
and 'Sir' as she had been told to do, but they just laughed and
told her to use their names or nicknames. After the first days,
she was on first name basis with all of them. The senior staff
members were also very kind to them. Both Brad and Louise
immediately told the girls to drop their titles. "I'm not much
older than you are, and 'Mam' makes me feel like an old
spinster", Louise giggled. Hulk seldom came to the house; he was
mostly abroad, training his people. However, he too told them to
use his nickname. "If our boss tells you to call him Bob, I see
no reason why you shouldn't call me Hulk," he said, "I'm used to
it." Even Lisa told Linda to call her by name, once they started
to work together.

The only exception was Mrs. Hopkins -- the girls learned that her
name was Michele but they never called her anything but 'Mam'. On
the other hand, all the regular servants called her that too. It
was not that Michele was unkind to them -- she simply seemed to
appreciate the title, feeling that it was appropriate. Even Brad
and Louise seldom called her by name. Bob himself often passed by
when they worked; he obviously enjoyed the sight of the naked
girls and he usually took his time to stop and talk with them.
Despite his dire warnings at the first information that they
couldn't count on any free time, the girls found that their
schedules included plenty of leisure when they could use the pool
and the other facilities. Linda met her Peo on Bob's 'nude beach'
twice during the first week -- and the second time Bob and Ingrid
joined them. Linda was not very surprised; Ingrid spent most of
her time with Bob.

***

On the fourth day, Lisa asked Linda to come to her office. "As
you know, Linda," she told her, "we are paying your rent in La
Jolla and we have appointed an attorney to take care of your
business there. They had your telephone switched to their office;
your former employer has called several times and your mother
once. They are worried about you, Linda, and I think you've
better call them." Linda decided to call Sam first and Lisa
helped her to make the connection on the satellite phone.
"Linda!" Sam shouted when he recognized her voice. "Are you OK
and where are you? I worried for you and I was nearly frantic
when you didn't return after four weeks. Those pig-headed lawyers
refused to tell me what you were doing." "I'm fine Sam. I don't
know exactly where this island is but it's lovely and my job is
wonderful." She set Sam's mind at ease, telling him that she was
not a prisoner. "Sam, I could quit my job and leave Paradise
Island tomorrow if I wished but I would never even dream of it.
It's lovely here -- and the pay is good too, very good. I simply
have been so busy that I forgot to call you." 

After that, Linda called her mother and commenced the more
difficult task to appease her. "Oh, Linda my darling child!" her
mother sobbed. "Where have you been and are you well? Sam, from
the newspaper called us and said that you had disappeared and we
have been so worried for you." "I'm sorry Mom," Linda replied,
feeling bad for causing her parents so much anxiety. "I've got a
fantastic job on a tropical island... yes, its out in the South
Pacific somewhere and it's lovely... yes, like Hawaii only much
prettier..." She continued for several minutes and repeated many
times that she was OK, that she loved her new job, and that she
missed her parents but had been too busy to call. She promised to
write them a letter, wondering if Christine had taken any
non-nude pictures that she could send.

"Phew!" she said to Lisa, "I didn't realize that they were so
worried for me." Lisa, who had been listening to Linda's part of
the conversation, agreed. "Neither did I. I had so much to do
that it slipped my mind. I think the other girls have better call
their parents too." She promised Linda to check if there were any
pictures she could send her parents, and Linda thanked her and
left.

***

After the first week, Linda's suspicion that they would get other
tasks, in addition to the mundane ones, turned out to be true.
One, or sometimes two, girls were told to go to Bob's room to
sleep in his bed, and this became a regular part of their
schedule. Bob spread his graces so every girl could expect to be
called at least once a week. If Ingrid did this duty more often
than the others did (and she did, indeed), the other girls did
not begrudge her fortune. On Linda's first night, Bob kissed her
and fucked her tenderly. They talked with each other far into the
night, about his inventions and business career and about Linda's
plans for the future, among other things. Then they made love
again and fell asleep in each other's arms. Much, later Ingrid
confided to Linda that she had requested that Bob included the
other eight slavegirls in his lovemaking, and that Lisa had
supported her. "Bob is a darling," she said, "and he wanted to
make love to me all the time, but that wouldn't be fair to you. I
couldn't monopolize him, could I? Lisa also warned Bob that his
preferential treatment of me might breed resentment and jealousy
among us slavegirls." Linda hugged her friend and said, "You are
as kind as you are beautiful Ingrid," unknowingly echoing Bob's
words to her that first night on the beach.

The girls also became better aquatinted with Bob's staff and
sometimes spent the night together with them. Moreover, the
servants were their own age or younger and, like other young
native people, they were never hesitant to make sexual
experiments. Thus, soon the girls' carnal activities reached a
level high enough to satisfy even Nancy's high expectations.

***

Linda and Nancy became fast friends with Louise. The age
difference was small, only four years; and like the other two
Louise had grown up in California; she loved swimming and other
outdoor activities. Like Linda and Nancy, she also loved tanning
herself in the sun and the three friends could often be seen
lying in the sun-chairs by the pool, when their schedules allowed
it.

At one such occasion, Louise looked enviously at the other two
and said, "I envy you girls. I would love to be naked in the sun
like you -- no pesky wet swimsuit and no tan-lines." "So, why
don't you just take off your suit, Louise?" Nancy asked. "I would
love to, but it would be embarrassing if someone saw me -- and
Michele would have a fit if she learned that I were naked in
public." "Oh, come on Louise," Linda coaxed her, "you have a
beautiful body and nothing to be ashamed of." "I don't know,
I..." Louise hesitated.

Linda saw her opportunity and went in for the kill. "Louise," she
asked softly, "is Michele your superior? I thought both of you
reported to Lisa, and I'm sure *she* doesn't mind if you are
naked. She doesn't protest at all about our nudity -- I even
think that it was she who suggested to Bob that we should be
stark naked all the time. The native people they don't care at
all -- and Bob would approve, I'm certain." Louise hesitated and
then she took the plunge, "OK, stop pestering me -- I'll take off
my top." She removed it and covered her breasts with her hands.
Linda took Louise's hands away and studied her breasts; they were
almost as small as her own were, and the nipples were stiff. "You
have beautiful breasts Louise," she told the blushing girl. "Get
going, Louise! Take off your panties too!" she commanded. Louise
was blushing furiously but she complied and then she hurried to
lie down on her stomach.

Nancy looked at the white skin on Louise's buttocks and said, "We
cannot let you get sunburns on your behind, Louise, can we? Come,
Linda, help me to apply sun lotion on it." They helped each other
to apply the lotion on Louise's entire naked backside, using
longer time than was strictly necessary. Louise sighed, relaxed
and spread her legs a little. "Mmm -- that feels nice," she
mumbled. "Turn around so we can do the other side," Nancy
commanded and Louise lay on her back. Linda started to rub the
lotion into Louise's face and neck, moving down to her breasts,
and then working down to her stomach. Nancy started with Louise's
feet, playing with her toes, and then continued up her legs. She
applied a gentle pressure on the inside of Louise's legs that
spread, almost on their own volition.

When the two girls' hands met at Louise's wide-open pussy, she
was in a state of high arousal, and when Nancy kneeled before it
and stated to lick the clit, Louise came in a huge orgasm. When
she had recovered somewhat, she looked at her grinning friends
and gasped, "Oh, that was fantastic -- but I knew that I
shouldn't have trusted you, you naughty sex maniacs." "Now I need
a dip to cool myself," she giggled and jumped into the pool --
and her laughing friends followed her example.

After this episode, Louise stopped using her suit by the pool and
her, once clearly demarcated, tan lines faded, and then they
disappeared altogether. She also borrowed some of the depilatory
cream from the slavegirls' supply and demonstrated its effect by
the pool the following day. "Wow!" Nancy exclaimed, "Now you look
like a proper slavegirl." Louise giggled and caressed her
hairless pussy. "I wanted to test how it felt, thinking that I
could always let my bush grow back, but now I'm hooked. That
tingling -- it caused me to masturbate like crazy afterwards,"
she said. "We know," Linda giggled, "even Kayo uses the cream
once a week, even though she doesn't need it, and we all envy
Marina who sometimes needs to use it oftener." 

One morning, Louise really surprised her friends when they met
her. She was wearing nothing but a loincloth and a happy smile.
"Why, Louise? Have you gone native?" the astonished Linda asked
her. "You ask the same question as Bob did when I met him on my
way here -- and my answer is the same. Since I came to this
Island, I have always wanted to test how it felt to go dressed
like this, but I never dared until you got me started by the
pool. I find that it's much more comfortable than my regular
clothing in this climate, and this will be my attire from now on,
unless my job requires that I dress differently." 

Their friendship deepened during the following weeks and her two
friends often spent the night with Louise in her bungalow. They
showed Louise what they had learnt of the Art of pleasing women,
and she too became proficient in this Art as a result of her
eager practice. One night when they lay together on Louise's bed,
she said sleepily, "I envy you girls who have this as your main
occupation." "It's not our main occupation -- but we do it often
enough to satisfy me," Nancy replied with a very satisfied smile.
The three friends giggled happily together, before they fell
asleep.

***

Thus, the girls' life settled into a pleasant routine. As the
weeks went by, their 'mundane' tasks differentiated according to
their particular skills and interests. Nancy and Joe-Anne, who
loved outdoor activities more than anyone else, were working in
the garden most of the time, often together with Betty who had a
crush on Brad and his pretty wife Anne. Marina had a flair for
cooking; she became a de facto assistant cook. Karen and Ruth
mostly stayed indoors; they liked the feeling of normality that
the domestic tasks of cleaning the rooms offered -- and they
became fast friends with the servant girls who worked in the
house. To Linda's surprise, Kayo turned to Hulk. The tiny
Japanese girl was often seen by the giant man's side; she
accompanied him when he visited his men and she regularly stayed
at his home. When Linda asked her about her strange preferences,
Kay smiled happily at her and said, "Hulk is very gentle, despite
his size -- and he really appreciates my skills. He is also
knowledgeable and interested in the Japanese way of life and in
eastern philosophy -- we talk a lot about these subjects." 

Lisa, who discovered the girl's skill with computers and words,
soon recruited Linda; she became Lisa's assistant and friend and
they had many close talks together. Linda spent many nights at
Lisa's home, and Lisa told her about her tragic history and about
her life at Bob's side. They also made love together and Linda
came to trust and love the gentle elder woman. 

Naturally, Ingrid was never far from Bob and everybody could
readily see that the two were falling deeply in love. "I'm so
happy for Bob. Ingrid is the best thing that could happen to him
and I've never seen him so happy -- not even when we were
lovers." Lisa confided to Linda one night when they lay together
on Lisa's bed. "However, his love for Ingrid may affect your and
the other girls' future, and I must use my influence to assure
that Bob doesn't forget you," Lisa concluded.


Chapter 15 -- The President's Aide

The routine was broken abruptly one day after a little more than
four months, when Lisa asked Linda to accompany her to Bob's
office. Hulk and Louise were already there together with Ingrid,
Kayo and Nancy. Bob looked sombre. After he had asked them to
keep the subject of their meeting confidential, he began.
"Friends, we have a serious crisis on our hands. The present
President of the Federated States of Micronesia has lost the
election and will be replaced by the leader of the Nationalist
Party. He, and especially one of his aides, seems to regard our
presence here as an example of Blatant American Imperialism; he
has made our removal one of the main points on his agenda." Bob
looked gravely at them and continued, "He has no legal right to
evict us, of course. Our contract is very clear and it runs for
fifty years but if he chooses to use military force, there is
little we can do to stop him -- and it could become nasty for us,
very nasty." He paused and looked at Hulk who nodded.

"We are American citizens. Can't we ask our government to protect
us?" Louise asked anxiously. "I'm afraid not," Bob replied,
"Micronesia was once an US protectorate, like many of the other
islands in this area, and they guard their recent independence
jealously. If the US government intervened on our behalf, it
would be regarded as an occupation by most of the people in this
region; it could cause a major international crisis. The best we
can hope for is an airlift if the situation turns desperate, and
I fear for our native friends. I don't know how far the new
President is prepared to go but I fear that he might make an
example of them, and in any case they will loose the source of
their present prosperity." Linda was stunned by Bob's awful
words. They risked to be thrown out of their beloved Paradise
Island by force, and Peo and all her other native friends risked
severe punishment.

Bob studied the shocked people before him. "However," he went on
after a pause, "I have a plan. It may seem desperate, and maybe
it is, but I think we have a good chance to solve the crisis
without violence." He paused again and the others looked at him
with a mixture of deep concern and hope, and then he continued to
describe the plan. "The new President isn't really that bad; he
is at heart a rather typical representative for the easygoing
attitudes of his people. The real hard nut to crack is his aide;
she is a fundamentalist and she has gained his ear. The President
has another aide who is an old friend of his, and who stands for
a more moderate view. Lisa has cultivated him and he told her
about the problem. The other aide knows that the people on
Rarotonga benefit from our presence and he wants us to stay.
Unfortunately, his influence on the President has declined
recently and, if nothing happens, it's likely that the President
will drop him in favour of the woman. My plan is that we try to
alienate the female aide from the President with a combination of
trickery and kindness. The new President will be installed in his
office in two weeks and we must change his mind before that. I
have invited him and his two aides to discuss the terms of the
contract and they will arrive here in three days." "We have only
two days to accomplish our goal before they return to Kolonia,"
Bob concluded, "but much can happen in two days."

Bob looked at them and explained his plan in detail. It was
daring, and Linda and her two friends had a key part in it. They
should, led by Linda, try to trick the woman and put her in a
humiliating situation before the President and the other aide.
"Louise," Bob told her gravely, "you are not one of my slavegirls
and I cannot order you to do this -- but you LOOK like a
slavegirl and like your friends you are the archetypal American
girl. This woman despises everything that is American and I
believe that the thought of having American slaves will thrill
her. I think you and your friends would be a very efficient team,
if you are willing." "Of course, I'm willing, Bob," Louise
answered, "but I don't know if I will manage, and I'm scared."
Linda and Nancy hugged their friend. "I'm sure you will manage,
Louise. We are also scared but we will help each other," Nancy
told her. "And Louise," Linda added with a sly smile, "you say
that you envy us slavegirls. Now you have a chance to try it for
real." Louise smiled back at their friends and then she rose,
taking off her clothing, wristwatch, and necklace. The completely
naked girl put all her belongings on a shelf. She made a little
pirouette and replied, "Well, there's no time like the present --
I'm ready."

With that part of the plan settled, Bob turned to the next.
"Ingrid my Love, nobody I know is as kind as you," he told her.
"Be very kind to the President, like only you can be. You will be
present during the negotiations -- there's no need to vamp him,
but be kind to him and do anything he asks you." Ingrid nodded
and smiled at Bob. "I will my Love -- anything for you and our
dream." Bob looked lovingly at Ingrid and then he turned to the
last slave girl. "Kayo, you are our secret weapon," he said. "I
don't foresee any difficulties with the other aide but take good
care of him, nevertheless. If he starts to protest, you have free
reins to silence him as only you can." "Yes Bob," Kayo replied,
"I will run him to the ground, if need be." They continued to
discuss the plan for another hour, and then they finished the
meeting.

"Go now to the guesthouse and make your preparations. I will
forewarn Johanna," Lisa told Linda and her companions -- "and
Good Luck!"

***

The three friends left for the guesthouse. At first, Louise was
uneasy to be abroad, stark naked like this, but soon she became
more relaxed and almost boisterous with the sense of freedom it
offered, and by the feel of the warm breeze on her naked skin and
the soft grass under her bare feet. Linda coached her friend in
the fundamental rules of slavegirlhood. "It's simple Louise," she
said, "It's really simple. Just be polite to everybody and call
them 'Sir' or 'Mam', except for the naked children. As a rule,
don't speak first and do what they tell you. Nancy and I will be
nearby to help you to get the knack for it.

When they neared the village, Linda stopped them. "Now we will be
on display and you must play your part," she told Louise. "Walk
the straight way and don't stop or talk with people unless they
hail you. First a visit to the medical clinic." At the clinic
Susan asked them about their errand and Linda told her that their
Master wanted this new girl to have a vaccination of the
short-term variety. Susan, looked curiously at Louise -- she was
almost certain that she had seen the girl before in another
guise. However, she was used to keep her mouth shut, so she
didn't comment the strange request but proceeded to give the girl
her 'vaccination'. The three girls thanked Susan and left the
mystified nurse. A few people saw them when they left the
village, and they smiled and waved at the girls who smiled back
at them. 

Once outside the village, Linda told the others that they could
relax unless they met someone on the path. "It was weird," Louise
said, "I mean, I'm basically a shy person but when the people
looked and smiled at me, I didn't feel embarrassed at all. I felt
beautiful and appreciated." "...And hot," she added in a whisper
and blushed. "We feel the same," Nancy giggled, "you get somewhat
used to it but I'm wet between my legs too. Can't we stop here
for a while?" Linda agreed and soon the three friends were busy,
practicing the Art of pleasing women.

***

My met them at the guesthouse -- and *she* recognized Louise
immediately. "Louise, what on Earth are you doing here, looking
like a slavegirl?" she asked. "Right now, I *am* a slavegirl,
Mam," Louise replied. "Hasn't Johanna told you?" she added. "No
Louise," My giggled, "and please, don't call me 'Mam' -- it makes
me laugh." My collapsed on the floor in laughter paroxysms to
demonstrate her point. Linda laughed cordially and helped her up.
"Poor girl," she told her, "but we will receive VIP guests in a
few days and then we will *all* call you 'Mam'. You've better get
used to it -- it's very important. Right now, we can relax the
rules among friends but I think we should go and see Johanna.
Then we need to practice." 

"Oh, there you are. Welcome, girls," Johanna said, emerging from
her office. They sat down in the empty lobby and updated My who
became wide-eyed with excitement. "My, you must keep this *dead
secret*," Johanna told her sternly. "Don't tell anyone, not even
your family, until it's over, and you must help the girls -- you
must pretend to be their boss. Your mother must also know enough
to play her part, but I will tell her." The excited girl agreed
to keep the secret and they started to make plans for the coming
days. The girls were installed in a room at the far end from
where the guest would stay. During the dinner, Johanna gave Boobo
an edited version of the purpose of the girls' stay. The next
day, they practiced several alternatives to do their task, with
Johanna playing the female aide. Despite the serious purpose, the
girls had great fun practicing the various scenarios, and My
turned out to be a veritable gold mine of naughty ideas how to
humiliate the President's aide.

***

The President and his aides arrived in their own jet; Lisa met
them and accompanied them to the guesthouse. Johanna welcomed
them in the lobby and presented her 'staff'. The two men were
astonished, but pleased, by the sight of the native girl in her
loincloth and the three completely naked slavegirls. The woman
was outraged and embarrassed. She had heard that the people on
Rarotonga still wore the traditional attire, one of the many
things she had to change when they took over. However, the three
naked girls puzzled her; they were deeply tanned but they surely
looked like Europeans -- or maybe even Americans. Why were they
stark naked like that and without a single hair on their pussies?
It was obscene! "Who are those naked girls?" she asked Johanna in
a trembling voice. "Oh, they are a loan from Mr. Shane's
household." Johanna answered calmly. "Normally, My and I run the
guesthouse with the help of her mother but Mr. Shane thought that
I needed some extra help to provide good service to you." "But
why are they naked?" the upset woman asked. "Can't you at least
order them to put something on? This is obscene!" "I'm sorry,
Mam" Johanna answered as calmly as previously, although she
wanted to laugh at the woman's obvious annoyance. "That is not
allowed. These girls are Mr. Shane's slavegirls, as he calls
them, and they are not allowed to wear any clothing while their
contracts last." 

The woman's mind was in utter confusion, "Slaves -- what is this?
American slaves? ..." "Come on, Umbehe," the President
interrupted her before she could frame another question. "Don't
pester the poor lady; she is only doing her job and we will meet
her boss later." "I, at least, don't mind that the girls are
naked. They are cute," he added with a chuckle.

"OK girls," My ordered the other three. "Take the guests' bags
and show them their rooms." "Yes Mam," they replied, took the
bags from Peo's chart, and waited for the guests to follow them.

***

Umbehe's confusion became even greater, if possible. The three
naked girls meekly obeyed the orders of the native girl who was
obviously several years younger than they were -- and they called
her Mam. She followed Linda numbly when the slavegirl carried her
luggage to the room.

Once alone with the girl, Umbehe started to interrogate her. Yes,
the girl, her name was Linda, and her two companions were
American. Yes, she was a slavegirl and had worked for Mr. Shane
for five months. No, she was never allowed to wear anything; she
had been told to strip and all her belongings had been taken away
when she arrived. Of course, she called the native girl Mam and
obeyed her commands. "She is my boss on this assignment, and we
have been trained to call everyone 'Mam' or 'Sir'. The only
exception our Master has made is small children. Him we call
'Master', of course." Why she had agreed to be a slave -- for the
money, of course...etc., etc.

It was close to an hour before Linda was released, and she could
join the other girls in their room and tell them her tale. "I
answered all her questions, but I think she was more confused
when I left than when she started to ask them," Linda said and
they giggled. The other two had also answered questions from the
President and the male aide. Nancy had been with the President as
they had agreed she should. "He was kind and he seemed to be very
pleased with my attire," she said. "I bet that my man was even
more pleased," Louise bragged and turned crimson. "He asked me if
I would suck his cock, and I saw no reason why not -- so I did
it." The other two looked at her in astonishment. "Wow,
slavegirl! You are learning fast," Nancy praised her and Louise
blushed again, but she looked smug -- very smug.

***

Lisa guided the guests to the manor house for 'informal talks'
and dinner. When they returned the men appeared to be at ease,
appreciating the naked girls who were moving about under the
leadership of the native girl, doing various chores. Umbehe was
not at ease and she didn't sleep much that night. Her head felt
like a beehive and her thoughts were likes bees, swarming around.
Many of her thoughts were erotic, very erotic. She fell into an
uneasy slumber and dreamed about herself as a stern Mistress of
naked slavegirls -- American girls. When she woke up, she
discovered that her bed-sheet was wet -- drenched by her juices.

Umbehe was uneasy. She looked apprehensively at the sheet that
had a large wet spot on it. What would people say if they knew?
Then she shrugged her shoulders. "It will be changed by one of
the slavegirls," she thought, "and what she thinks doesn't
matter." She showered, dressed, and had breakfast with the
President, pushing him to be firm against the American
Imperialist. Two of the slavegirls waited the table, the one she
had questioned yesterday was out by the pool doing some gardening
job, and the native girl was nowhere to be seen. The regular
negotiations ("Negotiations, Ha! We will give him an ultimatum")
wouldn't start until 2 p.m. Mr. Shane ("Mr. Shame was more
fitting") was very apologetic but adamant -- unfortunately he had
other commitments before lunch. Umbehe was furious at this
treatment but she couldn't do anything about it. The President
had been smiling like an idiot at one of those obscene
slavegirls, talking fondly with her, and that old fool Tahese had
been bemused by another who looked Japanese. They had both agreed
readily with Mr. Shane's proposal. She decided that she would use
the free time to take a dip in the pool, it looked so inviting
and maybe it would help her to collect her thoughts. Thinking
this, she went back to her room, changed into her swimsuit, and
went out to the pool.

***

This was one of the scenarios the girls had been preparing for
(in fact, the preferred one) and Linda initiated the
corresponding tactics. She waited until Umbehe had emerged from
the pool and then made a discrete sign. Nancy went out in the
pool area and humbly asked Umbehe if she wanted something to
drink, and Umbehe told her to make a Gin and Tonic. The slavegirl
left and she obediently returned after a short while with the
drink. Umbehe swallowed it thirstily. "Ah! That was good," she
thought, "just what I needed." She sighed contentedly and lay
back in her sun-chair. Linda waited twenty minutes for the
tranquilizer in the drink to have its effect. It was a low dose,
not sufficient to make Umbehe fall asleep but enough to numb her
judgement. Then she made another sign. This time Louise went to
Umbehe and put a hand on her shoulder. "Honoured Mam, Mrs.
Stevens asked me to tell you that the sun is very intense here.
You can get burned if you don't use this sun lotion. Shall I put
it on, Mam?" she asked.

Normally, Umbehe would have replied (with a superior snort) that
she was a native of Micronesia and that her skin was used to the
sun, even though her colour was lighter than most of her
compatriots. In her present state, she was quite taken by the
girl's meek and polite ways. It was so like her fantasies about
her slaves that she said, "Yes slave, you may apply the lotion."
Louise was jubilant; she winked at Linda and started to apply the
lotion on Umbehe's neck and shoulders. Then she stopped and said,
"Honoured Mam. If I may say so, your muscles are very tense and I
think a good massage would help you to relax. I've been trained
in giving massage; shall I massage you, Mam?" 

Umbehe never suspected anything. She *was* tense and the girl was
very polite and considerate. Her hands had felt very soothing --
and the aide was rapidly succumbing to her lovely fantasy.
"Slave, massage your Mistress!" she mumbled. Louise started her
work; she massaged Umbehe's neck and shoulders; then she slipped
down the shoulder straps of the suit and started with Umbehe's
back working slowly downwards, pushing the suit off Umbehe's
body. Umbehe noticed vaguely that the girl was pushing down her
suit but the skilful hands on her naked back felt so soothing
that her only response was "Mmm". Finally, Louise's hands passed
the woman's hips, the last point of resistance, and she could
slip the swimsuit completely off Umbehe's body.

Louise continued to massage the naked woman's buttocks and legs
and finished with her feet. Then she told her, "Please Mistress,
turn around so your slave can do your other side. "Mmm", Umbehe,
who was now in half slumber and entirely back into her fantasy
populated by naked American slavegirls, mumbled and turned
around. Umbehe spread her legs a little and Louise could see that
her slit was wet already. "Good!" she thought and made a sign to
Linda who relayed it to Nancy. In a little while, Nancy entered
the pool area, carrying the depilatory cream. She winked at
Louise, who was massaging the woman's breasts, and started to
apply the cream on the woman's pussy. Umbehe's fantasy readily
accommodated to the extra pair of hands at work; then her pussy
started to tingle. It was a lovely feeling and it made her very
aroused. Nancy watched the wriggling woman with an amused smile
and when the movements slowed down, she removed the loose pubic
hair with a wet towel. That was enough to send Umbehe into her
first orgasm.

Nancy waited until the woman was quiet again and then she licked
her slit. Her tongue tipped Umbehe over the edge twice before the
exhausted woman fell deeply asleep. The three friends did
thumb-up signs and smiled at each other. Next, they quickly and
silently removed any incriminating evidence of their activities
-- as well as Umbehe's swimsuit, all towels, and anything else
that a naked woman could use to cover herself with. Nancy and My
had scrounged the entire lobby clean of similar items already.
The girls withdrew to the lobby and Linda looked at Johanna's
wristwatch (a temporary loan for this time-critical operation).
"Its 40 minutes left until it's time for the delegation to leave,
and she will probably sleep until then. I will watch her; you two
can go and keep the President and his aide company. Be sure to
get them into the lobby when the rumpus starts." The two girls
left and Linda went out and checked Umbehe. The naked woman was
snoring softly. Good! She wouldn't wake up for some time yet.
Linda had time to help My set her trap...

***

Linda awakened Umbehe five minutes before the delegation was
supposed to leave. She shook the woman and said urgently, "Mam!
Wake up, Mam!" Finally, Umbehe responded, "Uh?" "You fell asleep,
Mam, and it's soon time for your meeting with my Master. Please
hurry, Mam!" Linda implored her. Umbehe stretched; she felt
wonderfully relaxed and the warm air felt so nice on her naked
skin. Wait a minute! Naked skin? *She was naked!* Umbehe had a
vague memory that she had gone out to the pool area for a dip but
she couldn't believe that she had gone out like this. *Stark
naked!* She flew up from her chair, searching frantically for her
swimsuit, a towel, *anything*, to cover herself with -- but she
found nothing. *Nothing at all!* She went rigid, paralyzed by
indecision. "Please hurry, Mam!" Linda implored her again. That
galvanized her; she stumbled toward the door to the lobby,
looking in desperation for something, *anything*, to hide her
naked body with, finding nothing. With a cry of despair, Umbehe
panicked and ran toward the safety of her room; she was
desperately trying to reach it before the President or the other
aide would see her. With perfect timing, My intercepted Umbehe
with her linen cart and sent the woman sprawling on the floor.

At the same time, the President and his aide arrived and looked
in wide-eyed astonishment at the naked woman who lay
spread-eagled on the floor. Noting their arrival at the scene, My
stated to 'apologize' to the humiliated woman. "I'm so sorry,
Mam, but you came running so fast that I couldn't stop in time.
Are you hurt? I was changing the bed linen. See, I changed your
bed-sheet." To Umbehe's utter embarrassment, the girl held up her
sheet with its big, semi-dried spot for everyone to see. "It was
very wet -- you must have had a wonderful dream, Mam" She bent
down and touched Umbehe's exposed pussy. "Your pussy is so smooth
and nice, Mam -- and it's wet too," she added to the horrified
woman. Umbehe looked at her crotch in total disbelief -- it was
hairless like a baby's. Her pussy was completely exposed and all
her female secrets were on display. That was the final straw --
she collapsed and started to giggle hysterically.

The President went to her, bent down and inserted his finger into
her wide-open vagina. "The girl is right," he said "you are wet,
very wet." "What have you been up to, little slut?" he chuckled.
"Are you trying to become a slavegirl? I will help you." The
President started to caress Umbehe's slit, rubbing her clit with
his thumb. To her utter humiliation, she felt that her body
betrayed her and started to respond. "Please, Sir, stop it! ...
Oh! ... Don't stop! ... I'm coming! OH GOD I'M COMING! ...
AAHOOOHOOO! ..." Umbehe cried when her orgasm hit her, and the
two men broke out in a roaring laughter.

At that moment Lisa arrived. "Sorry to interrupt your fun, Mr.
President, but Mr. Shane is waiting. Shall we go, gentlemen?" she
asked. "Just a moment," the President replied. "Go to my bed,
little slavegirl, and wait there for me," he told Umbehe. "You
belong there and not at the negotiating table." The two guffawing
men left together with Lisa, leaving the devastated woman behind.
The girls now proceeded with part two of their plan...

***

The rest of Bob's plan went through without a single hitch. Once
his pushy aide had been removed from the scene, the President was
quite willing to ratify the contract. He did so with Ingrid on
his lap. The President fondled her naked body and praised her;
"You are so sweet and beautiful my dear." "Say," he bantered with
Bob, "I like this one. What's her price?" "She is not for sale
for any price," Bob chuckled, "but you can sample her charms if
she is willing. "I'm willing. Indeed, I'm very willing," Ingrid,
who was flushing and panting from the President's intimate
caresses, replied. "Tina, show the gentleman a bedroom, it seems
to be urgent," Lisa told the native girl who had been recruited
to care for the guests in Louise's absence. "We don't have time
for that, my dear," the President answered and resolutely carried
Ingrid to a sofa. There he undressed and started to fuck her.
They came together, and then he licked Ingrid to another orgasm.

The aide looked longingly at the couple. "Kayo, do your duty!"
Lisa commanded. The Japanese girl told the aide to take off his
clothes and lie on the carpet. Then she mounted his cock.
Meanwhile, Ingrid had restored the President's erection and he
lay down beside his friend with Ingrid sitting on his cock. The
two girls kissed each other and commenced the pleasant task of
riding the men to the ground. It was two very satisfied men who,
much later, returned to the guesthouse.

***

The next day the President left together with his friend and only
remaining aide. Umbehe had been fired when the men returned to
the guesthouse and found her naked, very drunk, and with a
vibrator in her cunt -- on the President's bed. She had not been
allowed to dress and was still stark naked when she was led
onboard the plane -- in a leash. The President had borrowed
Ruth's old dog collar that had, somehow, found its way to the
guesthouse lobby.


Chapter 16 -- Louise's request

Bob and Lisa praised the girls for their well executed operation
and Lisa said, "I'm almost certain that you destroyed any
possibility for Umbehe to set the President against us again, but
let's wait for my friend Tahese's report before we celebrate."
"Yes my dear," Bob added, "the report and the President's
inauguration speech, but then we must celebrate. Louise, I count
on you to exceed yourself again and organize a truly magnificent
party. And girls, all four of you have done me a great favour and
I want to return it. Think of something you want dearly, and I
will do all in my power to grant your wish." The girls thanked
Bob for his kind words and promised to think about their wishes.
They returned to their regular assignments and Louise started to
make preparations for the party.
***

Linda was helping Lisa again and she was, therefore, one of the
first persons to read Tahese's email and learn about Umbehe's
fate. The President had not only lost his confidence in the
wisdom of his former aide. He realized that Umbehe was blinded by
her hate of everything American, and he was wary that the
intelligent and ruthless woman might do something desperate to
regain the power to purge her country from all American influence
-- maybe even organize a coup d'etat. According to Tahese, the
President was fully aware that the slavegirls had framed Umbehe,
on Bob's orders, but he had decided to take full advantage of the
incident to remove her from the political scene. Thus, he had
decided to humiliate Umbehe utterly, making her the laughingstock
of the entire Micronesian political establishment.

Umbehe had not been allowed to dress on the flight back to
Kolonia (in fact, she couldn't; all her belongings were left at
the guesthouse). She left the jet in the same state she had
entered it, stark naked in a leash, and then she was paraded
through the streets of Kolonia to the presidential palace. At a
meeting with his new ministers, the President had spanked 'his
naughty little slavegirl' into submission and then he rubbed her
slit until she came. Two of the ministers were her allies and she
was told to give them blowjobs, before their laughing comrades.
The two ministers had mixed feelings about this offer but they
definitely lost all respect for Umbehe. Finally, she was led,
with cum smeared in her face and hair, to the subsequent meeting
with the resigning President and all the leaders of the political
parties. These gentlemen had graciously accepted the blushing
woman's offer to sample her charms (it took another hard spanking
to make her give that offer).

When the ridiculed woman, finally, was allowed to return to her
home (still without a stitch on, of course), there was not a
square inch of her body that wasn't covered with cum and copious
amounts of the stuff was leaking out from her hairless pussy.
Umbehe realized that she was finished as a politician, and she
quietly left the country the following day. Tahese didn't know
for certain where she had gone, but he suspected that it was to
her sister in the Philippines.

***

Tahese's renewed influence was also clearly evident in the
inauguration speech and Louise's preparations for the celebration
party went into high gear. Nevertheless, it took another ten days
before the evening of the party arrived, and Louise's special
request to Bob was the main reason for this delay. It all started
the night after the Micronesian delegation returned to Kolonia.
The three friends were, as so often before, talking and making
love on Louise's bed. They were discussing Bob's offer and Linda
said, "My dearest wish is to be allowed to remain on Paradise
Island when my term as slavegirl is completed. I know that Peo
will accompany me to the end of the World if I ask him, and my
money will make it possible for us to start a new life anywhere
we wish, but Peo loves his island, and so do I." "I wouldn't say
no to a handsome bonus, say an extra million," Nancy declared.
"What is your dearest wish Louise?" Linda asked and Louise told
them.

Both Nancy and Linda became speechless with surprise. "Are you
sure, Louise?" Linda finally managed to ask, "are you really sure
you want to do this?" "It would mean that you must give up all
this," Nancy added, making a gesture that included the bedroom
and the surrounding bungalow. "Yes I'm sure," Louise replied, "it
is the only thing I really, really want." "Let's sleep on the
matter and if you still want it tomorrow, we will help you,"
Linda concluded.

Louise's mind was unchanged the following morning and the three
girls told her wish to Lisa. She was as astonished as the others
had been the night before, but she agreed to help. "If this is
what you really want, Louise, I think I can influence Bob to
grant your wish. However, I think we should wait to tell him and
make it official, until we know that there will be a
celebration." She smiled at the girls "Go ahead girls, and make
your preparations -- and Good Luck!" Louise spent the rest of the
day with Tina and went through the plans for the party, after she
had made the native girl swear to keep them dead secret. Linda
went to the village and had a long talk with Gurangala, and Nancy
collected the necessary tools in a large canvas bag. Late at
night the three friends met in the garden and stole quietly away
into the darkness.

Linda returned before dawn and resumed her ordinary duties, and
nobody thought that it was strange that she often went to the
village and beyond, running errands for Lisa. The other
slavegirls noticed that Nancy was absent but they assumed that
she had some special assignment, maybe at the guesthouse. Linda
hinted that this was the case, but she was close-mouthed about
the nature of Nancy's mission. Louise's absence also became the
subject for some idle speculation but it was assumed that she had
left the island for some party-related task. Two days before the
party, both girls were back and if anyone noticed that they
seemed to be very excited, he or she thought that it was because
of the oncoming party. Wild rumours began to circulate about the
party. The three friends knew, of course, what would happen but
they didn't tell. "It is a surprise," they told anyone who asked
them, smiling secretively.

***

The much longed-for day finally arrived and the arrangements
began to fall in place. Tina and Louise were very busy and all
the slavegirls, and most of the servants, were assigned to help
them. The setting was similar to the slavegirls' adoption
ceremony and the number of invited guests was, if possible, even
greater than on the previous occasion. One obvious difference was
that four smaller chairs had been placed next to Bob's 'throne'.
Finally, it was time to begin the feast. The guests started to
assemble and the three companions faded away.

When everyone was seated, the other slavegirls on the grass at
the other side of Bob's chair, Lisa asked them to wait and went
to the manor house. She returned after a while together with Bob,
My, Louise, Nancy and Linda. The company caught everybody's eyes.
My was wearing her best dress and she looked very excited. Linda
and Nancy were naked, of course. Louise wore a plain white dress
and she was barefoot, and Bob wore his embroidered robe. The
girls seated themselves on the chairs and Bob raised his arms.
"Dear friends," he began, "we are assembled to celebrate the
successful end of a serious crisis for our beloved island. These
four young women were crucial for the resolution of the crisis
and they fulfilled their task with ingenuity and courage." Bob
sat down on his chair and told the whole tale of the threat from
the new President and his aide Umbehe -- and how the girls had
orchestrated her fall from favour. There was a stunned silence,
and then a roaring applause when the assembled people realized
how close they had been to disaster, and how cleverly the girls
had performed the daring plan. Susan Hillarp suddenly understood
who the mysterious slavegirl that visited her was, and the
purpose of her visit.

Bob waited for the ovations to subside and then he continued, "My
gratitude to these brave heroines is, of course, very great and I
have promised to grant their fondest wishes. Please, Nancy, come
and stand before me." Nancy rose and stood before Bob. "Nancy,"
he said sincerely, "your service to me equals and exceeds what
was stipulated in your contract. If you wish, I will release you
from it now with your full pay of two million dollars." "Thank
you Master," she answered formally, "but that is not my wish. I
have loved every minute of my service to you, and I want to
continue to serve you for my full term. However, I would not
refuse an extra bonus." "Then I grant you an extra bonus, Nancy.
When you have fulfilled your service to me, you will not receive
two millions, but four." "Thank you, dear Master," Nancy replied
and resumed her seat, and the other slavegirls were happy for
their friend's fortune. 

Linda was called to stand before her Master next, and she
declined not only his offer to release her from her contract with
full pay, but also the same offer that Nancy had accepted. "My
only wish is to be allowed to stay on this island with my
Beloved," she said. "For me, that is worth more than all the
money in the World." "You are as noble as you are beautiful and
brave, Linda," Bob replied. "I understand your wish," he
continued, looking lovingly at Ingrid, "and I grant it gladly.
After your term is fulfilled, you may stay on Paradise Island as
long for as you wish and be my honoured guest, or we will find a
fitting employment for you." 

Linda's request filled the assembled people with amazement,
bordering to awe. "You are fortunate, indeed, my son," Gurangala
told Peo," in winning the heart of such a magnificent woman."
Next, Gurangala's happiness and paternal pride soared without
bounds when his only daughter was granted a position as Johanna's
deputy -- with a clear understanding the she would eventually
take over the management of the guesthouse.

Now, it was Louise's turn to make her request, and she really
stunned all the assembled people. "Our quest gave me the
opportunity to experience the life of a slavegirl for a few
days," she said. "These days were the happiest and most
exhilarating days in my life. Now, my dearest wish is to become a
slavegirl myself, and to share my friends' lot for the remainder
of their term." "My dear Louise, do you fully realize the
consequences of what you are requesting?" Bob asked and she
nodded resolutely. 

"I'm not certain of your devotion and, therefore, there will be a
stringent test for you until you have demonstrated it," he
continued. "If I grant you this wish, you must give up your
position as senior staff member and all the privileges that
accompany that position. You cannot be a slavegirl on part-time
basis -- it is all or nothing. If I grant your wish, your
authority, your bungalow with all your possessions, even the very
clothes on your body will be the property of your stand-in, until
you have fulfilled your term. You have to obey the orders of all
my staff and all my servants, even the other slavegirls, and call
them 'Master' or 'Mistress', unless they give you permission to
do otherwise -- and you will receive no pay during your test. If
you pass this test, you will be treated like a regular slavegirl
for the remainder of your term. However, if you terminate your
contract or if you are fired before the full term, you must leave
Paradise Island with nothing but the clothes on your body and the
money you earned as a slavegirl." 

The slavegirls were concerned for Louise. These were tough
conditions -- tougher that those they'd accepted. However, Louise
was unshaken in spite of Bob's harsh demands. "I understand these
conditions, Sir," she replied, "and I accept the consequences of
my own free will. This is my dearest wish -- please grant it,
Sir." 

Bob paused and studied Louise thoughtfully, and then he
continued, "Louise has gone through a crash-course in preparation
for her test. Has she fulfilled it to your satisfaction, Nancy?"
"Yes Master, Louise's behaviour has been very satisfactory,"
Nancy replied. "Then I will grant your wish, Louise," Bob said
gravely, "kneel before me." Louise knelt and Bob placed his hands
on her head and said "Louise, I hereby adopt you as my slavegirl
under the conditions stipulated in the contract with the
additions I have mentioned. As a token of your new status, you
will now give up your belongings to your stand-in." "Rise, slave,
and face her," he commanded. "Yes, Master," Louise replied,
rising and turning around to face the guests and assuming the
First position.

A lone woman was walking toward her from the manor house. It was
Tina, wearing her usual loincloth. She stopped in front of her
former superior and studied her in silence for a few moments.
Louise stood with her head slightly bowed and her gaze on the
ground, as Nancy had taught her. "Slave, give me my keys," Tina
commanded. "Yes Mistress" Louise replied and gave her the keys to
the bungalow. "And my dress," Tina continued. "Yes Mistress."
Louise took off the white dress and handed it to Tina who put it
on; Louise was now only wearing her wristwatch and a gold
necklace with a small crucifix -- a graduation present from her
parents.

Tina wasn't finished, "My watch," she continued, received it and
put it on. Finally she asked for Louise's last possession. This
was the hardest for Louise to give up but she had insisted in
this part of the ceremony herself. By making this, her ultimate
sacrifice of belongings, she intended to make it completely clear
that she accepted her new role without reservations, holding
nothing back. "Yes Mistress," she answered Tina and gave up the
last item. Now, she was utterly naked. Tina studied her for
another moment and then she started to caress Louise's naked
body. She played with the stiff nipples, fondled the naked
buttocks, caressed Louise's wet slit and inserted two fingers
into her vagina. Then she rubbed Louise's clit until the girl was
on the brink of an orgasm, stopping an instant before the new
slavegirl could come. "Kneel, slave and kiss my feet," Tina
ordered and the hot and frustrated girl obeyed. " Finally, Tina
just walked away from her, leaving her kneeling on the ground.

Bob studied Louise in silence for a few moments, and then he
commanded her to sit on his lap and started to caress her slit.
Louise was so aroused that she came within seconds and her cries
echoed in the air. Then, she was ordered to suck her Master's
cock and swallow his cum and, finally, to sit beside the other
slavegirls on the ground. The guests now attacked the laden
tables and, as before, the slavegirls mingled freely with them --
all but one. Louise spent the rest of the evening kneeling on the
ground beside her Master. However, he stilled her hunger with
titbits from the table, and when the feast was over, he and
Ingrid stilled another hunger of Louise's, first on the beach and
later in Bob's bedroom.

***

The following weeks, Louise became the focus of attention from
Bob's entire household. She was kept on her toes constantly by
everybody who wanted to test their new power to make her obey
them -- especially by the young men. Most of the orders were
sexual in nature and she was totally exhausted when, at last, she
was allowed to retire for sleep on a mat in her friends' room.
They soon stopped making any sexual demands on her, allowing her
sleep until the morning to regain her strength.

After two weeks, Bob called a general meeting of his staff and
servants. "It has come to my attention," he began with a wry look
at Michele, "that Louise's test disrupts the regular working of
my household." "Moreover," he continued, smiling fondly at
Louise, "I have found that my newest slavegirl is dedicated,
indeed, to her tasks, and that she has fulfilled every order to
the letter. Therefore, I declare her test as successfully
concluded and welcome her to the ranks of the regular
slavegirls." There was a warm applause and her friends embraced
and kissed the happy, but tired, girl.

Bob smiled at her and said, "Congratulations, Louise. You have
passed the test, as I knew you would. Now you deserve a short
rest. Go to the guesthouse with Linda and Nancy and spend the
weekend with them. The three friends left presently and Louise
was overjoyed. Now, she was truly one of the slavegirls.

Louise adapted readily to her new role. She had passed her
stringent test, and now the lot of a regular slavegirl seemed
like child's play in comparison. She continued to share a room
with her two friends (a larger one with three beds) and she
gladly accepted all her assignments -- both the sexual and the
mundane. As the weeks passed, the people at Bob's household
became used to Louise's new role and rarely thought of her as
anything but a slavegirl, and Louise, herself, almost forgot that
she ever had been anything else. Tina asked her to become her
assistant and their efficient teamwork continued -- with the
girls' roles formally reversed. Louise gladly taught Tina all the
tricks of the trade. Tina was an apt student and soon she became
the leader of the team -- in reality as well as formally.

Another amazing development was Louise's deepening friendship
with Michele. The elder woman couldn't understand Louise's
motives to give up her privileged position and become a
slavegirl. However, she was impressed by Louise's obvious
happiness and she decided to find out why the girl preferred to
be a naked slavegirl instead of a member of Bob's staff. Thus,
Michele started to give Louise assignments to assist her with
various tasks, and soon she let the slavegirl call her by name
(the third person to do that regularly, beside Bob and Lisa). She
also invited Louise to spend the night with her (as the first
person in Bob's household). It took several weeks before the last
barrier fell and Louise had an opportunity to demonstrate her
skill in the art of pleasing another woman sexually, but once the
barrier had fallen, Michele became an enthusiastic practitioner
of this Art herself.

Michele was also impressed by the younger woman's skill in more
mundane matters, and she gradually let the girl take over the
daily management of the household. Thus, three months after her
adoption by Bob, Louise had become Michele's de facto deputy. The
others noticed that Michele became a warmer and kinder person and
the distance she had kept to them gradually disappeared.


Chapter 17 -- Island Hopping

Ten months after the slavegirls' adoption by Bob, they had become
a natural part of the way of life on the island. The sight of the
stark naked girls no longer caused any curiosity -- everyone knew
the girls by name and liked their company. The girls made many
close friends, especially among the younger people. Many of these
young people, particularly the women, actually adopted the
slavegirls' ways and they were often totally naked too. The more
daring, My was one of them, tested the depilatory cream and found
that they liked the feeling.

Consequently, the sight of a stark naked woman with hairless
pussy became quite commonplace -- something that the young men
appreciated very much. The native young women were also very
interested in the slavegirls' carnal skills, and especially Kayo
was in high demand as a tutor for informal courses in the Art of
pleasing men. The young men, of course, appreciated this
development even more, and they eagerly volunteered as subjects
for the girls to train on.

The slavegirls continued to do their regular tasks, both the
sexual and the mundane, and occasionally they were called to
perform on Bob's parties or to take care of his guests. However,
the parties were small compared with the adoption ceremony and
the great celebration after the crisis, and the guests were not
many. Thus, the girls readily met their Master's requirements on
them.

***

When the one-year anniversary of the slavegirls' adoption
ceremony approached, Bob decided that they should accompany him
on a cruise. "I want to show you some of the other islands in the
area," he told them, "and I know a perfect place for our
anniversary." The next morning they said good-bye to the others,
boarded M/S Dreamscapes, and commenced their cruise. The girls
enjoyed the change in routines and spent the days on the deck,
watching the endlessly varying ocean; no wave was quite the same
as any other and the colour of the water varied endlessly with
the light. Dolphins played around the yacht's stern and flying
fish jumped high in the air. Sometimes they could see birds and a
shift in the light at the horizon, heralding the presence of an
island, but most of the time there was only the vast expanse of
open water.

In the evenings, Bob told them about the history and culture of
the region; how Magellan had landed on Guam in 1521 and claimed
it and the surrounding islands for the Spanish crown; how Germany
had bought the Spanish colonies in 1898, and how Japan had
occupied them in 1914. He also told them about the hard battles
between Japanese and US forces during World War II. "The waters
outside Chuuk are full of the wrecks of ships and aircraft,
marking the site of the defeat of the main Japanese fleet -- It
was their Pearl Harbor," he said. "Micronesia then became an US
protectorate after the war," he continued. "They started the
liberation process in 1979 and most of the islands are now fully
independent, forming a federation of four states or groups of
islands. Kolonia is the capital of one of these states, Pohnpei,
and also the capital of the federation. The other three are
Chuuk, Kosrae and Yap. The Marshal islands will probably become
independent soon and join the federation. Rarotonga formerly
belonged to Kosrae but it is now regarded as semi-autonomous"

The girls learned that there were more than six hundred islands,
scattered over an area approximately equal to the continental
USA. "Most of the islands are uninhabited," Bob told them, "they
are not large enough to sustain a permanent population, or there
is no fresh water." "There has been people living on the
Micronesian islands for more than three thousand years," he said,
"and many different cultures have developed because of the great
distances between them. "Our first stop will be an island that is
even more isolated and primordial than Rarotonga. It was my first
choice for Paradise Island -- it's as close to the Garden of Eden
you can get, but the government thinks that the unique culture
must be preserved and they didn't allow me to buy it. In fact,
just to visit it requires special permission, which we got thanks
to our friend, the President."

***

One week before the anniversary, M/S Dreamscapes arrived at their
first stop and young men and women welcomed them, in canoes or
swimming in the water. When the visitors disembarked, they were
hugged and kissed, and received flower garlands around their
necks. The people on the island seldom saw any foreigners and few
of them spoke English. However, they were very hospitable and
made their guests feel at home. Their arrival was taken as an
excuse to arrange a continuous luau with food, dance and song.

The local people immediately took the slavegirls to their hearts
-- the girls were naked like themselves. Only a few elders wore
any clothing; the rest, both men and women, wore only shell
necklaces. The sexual mores on the island were even more relaxed
than on Rarotonga; couples, or groups of people, could often be
seen making love in full sight of the others, and every evening
the luau ended in a gentle orgy. The women became fascinated in
the slavegirls smooth pussies, and when the girls brought samples
of the depilatory cream and demonstrated its effect, the success
was given. Soon most of the younger, and not so few of the elder,
women sported pussies as hairless as the slavegirls' own.

Bob and the crew soon discarded their clothing too and joined the
naked throng, and the two women in the crew tried the cream. "Oh!
It is lovely!" Lori exclaimed, caressing her smooth pussy. "I
will use this wonderful cream regularly from now on." "You bet! I
will do that too," Marie replied with a happy smile, and the
slavegirls giggled.

***

The party from the yacht stayed on the island for nearly two
weeks and celebrated the anniversary of the girls' adoption in
this virtual Paradise, wearing the correct attire -- birthday
suits. On the anniversary day, the guests entertained their hosts
by showing their skills in the Arts of pleasing men and women,
and it was a roaring success. Bob fucked his Ingrid thoroughly
and then he licked Linda and Louise to multiple orgasms -- and
the others also showed their skills. Kayo exceeded herself and
satisfied twelve native young men in a row, leaving them too weak
to stand for half an hour.

The following days, the slavegirls participated eagerly in the
villagers' carnal activities, and it was with deep regret they,
finally, had to leave their new friends. However, the other
members of the party mitigated their loss. Neither, Bob nor the
crewmembers put on their clothes again for several days and the
deck of M/S Dreamscapes became the scene of many practices in the
Arts.

Clothing was not in use again until they drew near to Yap, their
second stop. There, Bob surprised the slavegirls by producing
shorts and halters, telling them to dress. "Yap is a peculiar
island with a very old-fashioned culture and it won't do for you
to be naked here," he said. 

The girls had not worn a single stitch for more than one year,
and their loincloths felt strange and unnatural on their skin. "I
hope that our visit will be short so I can take of these pesky
clothes and be natural again," Nancy said and the other girls
nodded. Nevertheless, the girls enjoyed the three days on Yap. As
Bob had told them, the island was peculiar and the girls became
fascinated. Linda obtained a copy of one of the typical stone
coins. It was actually only a small replica of the original, but
still it weighed several pounds.

When they left Yap and the island began to sink below the
horizon, total nudity became the norm once again for almost two
weeks until they sighted Pohnpei and Kolonia. "I'm sorry girls,"
Bob said, "but now you must be unnatural again -- even more
unnatural than on Yap." He gave the girls white dresses and
sandals, telling them to don the clothing. The girls felt
exceedingly strange to be fully dressed again. "I feel totally
out of character and I hardly recognize you," Karen told Linda.
"I must watch my tongue," Marina giggled, "or I will start
calling you Mam."

***

In Kolonia they were invited for dinner with the President. He
greeted them warmly and thanked the three girls from the
guesthouse for their clever action against Umbehe. "I had started
to realize that the woman had an unhealthy influence on me," he
said, "and your daring prank gave me an opening to get rid of
her." "However, I'm a bit disappointed that you hide your
beautiful bodies under those dresses," he joked. "Bob told us
that it was necessary," Ingrid replied. "I'm a slavegirl and my
naked body is meant to be looked at, but I understand that people
don't go naked in your city." "Only one ever did so in public,"
the President chuckled, "but this is a private dinner and you can
take off your dress if you wish." "Thank you, Sir," she replied,
promptly removing it. "At last, I'm naked and natural again," she
sighed contentedly and kissed him firmly on the mouth.

The other women, including Lori and Marie, were not late to
follow her example, and the men felt obliged to discard their
clothes too. One thing led to another and the dinner was somewhat
delayed by other activities. The President insisted that he had
to thank Linda and her two companions "in the proper way" and
when they had recovered from their orgasms, it was their turn to
return the favour. After the dinner, similar activities
commenced. It was late when the party returned to the yacht, and
they were tired but satisfied.

***

Next day, Tahese took the girls on a tour of Kolonia and the
mixture of architectures amazed them. Most of the modern
buildings were simple one or two store wooden houses, but there
were also older stone buildings. "Our 'cathedral' was built when
Kolonia was the residence of the Spanish governor and it was
unscathed during the war when Kolonia was bombed by the
Japanese," Tahese told them. The church was not large but the
girls agreed that it really looked like a tiny cathedral. "It
looks like the Notre Dame cathedral in Paris -- only smaller,"
Ingrid commented.

They passed a stone tower and Betty said that it looked really
old. "I agree," Tahese answered, "but it is actually much younger
than the church. It was built by the Germans in the beginning of
this century." "Now I will show you something really ancient," he
added as their buss left the town, following a dirt road. They
stopped by a hill and left the buss. Big stone block outlined the
remnants of large buildings. On some of the stones, the girls
could se faint remnants of carvings, made smooth by erosion.
"These ruins are more than a thousand years old and nobody knows
anything about their function," Tahese said. "They might have
been a city, or temples, or the palace of some forgotten emperor.
Nobody knows anything about the people who raised these buildings
-- they are long forgotten, but the stones remain." Linda was
awed by the ancient stones, and she tried to imagine how this
city (if it was a city) had looked like when it was new -- a
thousand years or more ago.

***

After the tour, most of the girls went to Bob's yacht for a rest
but Linda was not tired. She decided to explore Kolonia,
accompanied by Nancy and Joe-Anne. The two other girls found a
small shop with local handicraft and went in, but Linda decided
to wait for them outside. As she stood there, watching the people
passing by, she suddenly felt an arm round her waist, holding her
in a strong grip. Before she could call out, a rag was placed
before her mouth and nose and she felt a pungent smell. Linda
struggled desperately to escape but she had to breathe. Her head
was swimming and it darkened before her eyes. Finally she lost
her consciousness and ceased to struggle.


Chapter 18 -- Caught

When Linda woke she was naked and her hands and feet were tied to
a wooden frame. She could see the remnants of her dress on the
floor -- it seemed to have been cut from her body after she was
tied to the frame. Linda struggled in vain to get loose, but the
ropes that held her were too tight and strong.

"It's no use little slave-slut," a male voice behind her said.
Linda became cold with terror. She recognized that voice -- it
was Umptole. "What will you do to me?" the terrified girl asked.
Umptole laughed cruelly. "First you will pay your debt to me --
then we will finish what we started," he replied. "Please let me
go, Sir," Linda begged, knowing that it was useless. "Ha, Bitch!"
Umptole shouted. "Because of you, I was whipped and exiled from
my home and now you beg me to let you go -- Never!" "But I begged
the council not to castrate you," Linda sobbed. "True, and
therefore I will let you live -- as my slave. I will never let
you go," Umptole replied. "Now it's time for your payment,
slave." 

Umptole took a wicked looking whip and swung it through the air
before the terrified girl's eyes. "I got twenty lashes -- you
will get the same. I can never return to my home -- you will
never see yours either," he told her. He started to whip her
naked backside. The lashes burnt like fire on her unprotected
skin and Linda screamed. "Scream little slut. It's music in my
ears," Umptole laughed and continued the whipping. Linda lost
count of the terrible lashes, and finally she fell into a welcome
oblivion...

***

A sharp pain in her ass roused her. She was lying on the floor on
her stomach and Umptole was on top of her, fucking her asshole.
Her backside was burning as a result of her lashing. Finally, she
could feel that he reached his climax and his cock pumped semen
into her bowels. Linda screamed in shame and anguish and Umptole
laughed cruelly. "So my slave-slut is awake. One hole down -- two
more remaining -- and then we repeat the procedure," he
chuckled.

After a short rest, Umptole rose and dried his cock on a shred of
Linda's dress. "You should lick it clean, Bitch," he told her,
"but I don't trust you yet." "I must tame you first so you don't
try to bite me," he added. "Get up and kiss me, Slut!" he
commanded, grabbing her arm forcefully. Linda rose with
difficulty and Umptole drew her naked body close to his.

Linda remembered Ona's advice. She drew her body even closer, and
with all the power her athletic body could muster, she hit
Umptole's naked groin with her knee. Her hard knee made contact
with a dull thud and Umptole cried out of intense pain; then his
legs buckled and he fell to the floor. Linda ran to the door but
it was locked. She looked desperately for the key she but
couldn't find it.

At that moment, the door opened and another man entered the room.
Linda tried to pass him and escape but he grabbed her arm. "Where
are you going, Slut?" he asked sarcastically. Umptole was still
lying on the floor with his face full of pain and hate. "Kill
her!" he cried, "kill the bitch -- she crushed my balls..." 

The man who was holding Linda drew a long knife and stabbed at
her breast. Linda struggled desperately and managed to deflect
the knife with her arm. It nicked her arm but caused no serious
harm. The man tightened his grip and raised the knife again, but
Linda's naked body was slippery with sweat and blood and she
slipped free of his grip with a desperate effort. She backed away
and the man advanced slowly with an expectant grin. Soon he would
have the girl pinned against the wall, and then he could finish
her off.

However, Linda had other plans; she backed hastily a few steps to
open a space between them -- and then she attacked. She rushed
forward and feinted to the man's left side, away from his knife.
His grin broadened and he shifted his knife in preparation to
stab the girl in her back. Linda was moving like the wind now;
she darted toward the other side, easily avoiding the knife.
Then, her hand shot out with rigid fingers and hit the man's
exposed Adam's apple. He dropped the knife and fell to the
ground, trying desperately to get air into his lungs.

Linda escaped through the open door, up a stair, and out on the
street. "Help!" she cried. "Help me somebody!" She ran straight
into the arms of Nils Aagrup, the young deckhand on M/S
Dreamscapes, who was outside together with two policemen.
"Linda!" he cried, "what happened to you?" "It was Umptole," she
sobbed. "He whipped me and raped me and he is still in the house
with another man." Then her pain and the reaction to her narrow
escape overcame Linda and she fainted in Nils' arms.

***

When Linda regained consciousness, she was lying in a hospital
bed, and Nancy and Louise were sitting beside her. "Oh Linda!"
Nancy exclaimed, "we were so worried when you disappeared, and we
were searching everywhere for you. Are you OK?" "Where am I?"
Linda asked. "And what happened to Umptole and his companion?"
"Don't worry, girl" Louise answered with a grim smile. "The
police caught them -- and sent them to the hospital. They were
more dead than alive -- you fight dirtily, Linda." Linda
shuddered, remembering the awful fight. "I had to -- they tried
to kill me," she replied. "How do you feel, Linda?" Nancy asked
her.

Linda examined herself; her right arm was bandaged, and her back
and ass still ached a little. Linda smiled at her friends. "I
feel like after Mona's spanking, but I survived that -- and I
guess that I will survive this too," she joked. Her friends
giggled with her and hugged her gently. The three friends talked
for a while and Linda learned that all the girls and the crew had
started to search for her as soon as Nancy and Joe-Anne realized
that she had disappeared. The local police was also very helpful
and they had checked the hideouts of known criminals. "You were
found after less than five hours outside such a hideout," Louise
said. "And," she added with a mischievous smile, "you will go to
the history of Kolonia as the second woman who appeared stark
naked in public." Linda was amazed. "Only five hours?" she
replied, "it felt like five years." Finally, Linda yawned and
told her friends that she was tired and they left her.

***

The next morning, Linda had two other visitors. A nurse entered
the room and checked Linda's bandages; then she helped her to
dress and told her that Bob and a policewoman wanted to talk with
her. Linda accompanied the nurse to a small office where they
were waiting for her. Bob hugged her gently and kissed her.

"How are you feeling today, Linda?" he asked her. "Are you
feeling well enough to give a testimony to the police?" "Thank
you, Sir. I'm feeling much better, and of course I can give my
testimony," she replied. "Thank you, Linda," the policewoman
said. "We caught both the men and we found plenty of evidence
against them in the cellar where they tortured and raped you."
She took out a tape recorder from her briefcase and turned it on.
"Just tell me what happened to you in your own words," she said
kindly.

Linda told her how she had been abducted and tied to the wooden
frame, how she had been whipped and raped, and how she managed to
escape. The policewoman thanked her and turned off the recorder.
"I will get your testimony typed and you can sign it before you
leave, Linda. You don't need to be present at the trial. The
culprits need several days of medical care before they will be in
shape for it." 

"Say Linda," the woman continued, "I'm impressed by your escape.
You were unarmed and naked but you managed to put two men out of
action. They were bigger and stronger than you are, and one of
them had a knife. Where did you learn to fight like that, Linda?"
"I had to fight, Mam," Linda replied, "and Ona, an unarmed combat
expert in the local police force, showed us how during our
training as Mr. Shane's girls." "We could use skills like that.
Do you think we can borrow Ona?" the policewoman asked Bob, and
he promised to ask Ona if she was willing to go to Kolonia to
train them.

Next, Linda and Bob met the doctor who examined Linda and
declared her fit for travel. "We have dressed your wounds but you
need treatment by a plastic surgeon to avoid disfiguring scars on
your back," he told her. "Some of the whiplashes were deep."
"However, you paid them back better than what you received," he
added with obvious satisfaction. "You crushed the testicles of
the man who raped you and we had to remove them to stop the
bleeding. The other man will probably speak in whispers for the
rest of his life." Linda shuddered at the thought of what she had
done to the men but she couldn't feel sorry for them -- after the
things they did to her.

Bob told Linda that he had arranged for her further treatment at
a private clinic in Los Angeles. "Dr. Holmes is one of the top
plastic surgeons in the country -- he treats the movie stars. I'm
certain that when he's finished with your back, it will be as
good as new," he said. Linda thanked Bob but wondered if the
treatment wasn't terribly expensive. "Linda, you know that money
is no problem for me. You got this whipping during your service
to me, and we cannot let your lovely body become disfigured by
scars, can we?" he replied.

They went to the yacht and had lunch with the other girls and the
crew. Then, Bob accompanied Linda to the airport where his jet
was waiting to bring her back to LA. Just before take-off, the
policewoman returned with the typed testimony and Linda signed
it.


Chapter 19 -- Helper Slave

Linda spent two weeks at the clinic before Dr. Holmes released
her. "Your back is healing well and there will be no scars," he
told her. "However, you must protect it from the sun for six
months until the healing is complete." Lisa and Mona had arranged
that detail already. Linda was invited to stay with her former
Mistress for her convalescence.

She thanked the doctor and said goodbye to her new friends at the
clinic -- quite a few of them were famous and there was even an
anchorperson from one of the national news-shows among the
patients. Linda reflected nostalgically that if she still had
been interested in her old dream-job, she would now have had a
golden opportunity to secure it.
***

She flew to San Francisco the next day and Mona met her at the
airport. Linda hugged her old Mistress fondly, and told her about
her adventures on their drive to Mona's estate. A young woman met
them at the door. She was stark naked and she seemed to be very
embarrassed and uneasy with her nudity. Nevertheless, she assumed
the First position before the Mistress and waited for her
instructions. "Good girl, Cindy," Mona praised her and fondled
her hairless slit.

The girl looked even more embarrassed and blushed hotly, but she
started to respond to her Mistress' caresses. She pressed her
groin closer to Mona's hand and a low moan escaped her lips. "You
may come, Cindy. Come on my hand!" Mona commanded her and
intensified her caresses. Cindy stated to pant, sweat began to
cover her naked body, and her moans became loader and more
frequent. Finally, she came with a cry and her whole body
shuddered.

When the girl had recovered, she looked at Linda in utter
embarrassment and Linda smiled happily at her, which made the
girl blush hotly again. She looked like she wanted to sink
through the ground and disappear but she made no attempt to cover
herself. She was very wet and her juices were leaking out from
her hairless pussy, trickling down her legs "This is Linda, a
good friend and one of my former slaves," Mona told the girl.
"And this is Cindy," she added to Linda. "She has been my slave
for only two days but she shows promise." 

"Do you like her?" she asked. "Yes Mona, she is cute," Linda
replied. "Then I think you two should become better aquatinted,"
Mona giggled. "Cindy, obey Linda," she ordered. Linda smiled at
Mona and then ordered Cindy to lie on her back and spread her
legs, and the blushing girl obeyed her. Then she kicked off her
sandals and discarded her dress, fell to her knees before Cindy's
open slit, and stated to lick it. Several orgasms later, Linda
lay down and spread her own legs. "Now, do me a return favour,
Cindy," she commanded. Mona followed the proceedings with an
amused smile, and when the girls had recovered somewhat she told
Cindy to take Linda's bags to the guestroom and then to bring
them tea. "We will be in the library," she told Cindy.

***

Linda accompanied Mona to the library, carrying her dress. "I
hope you don't mind that I stay naked," she said, "it feels so
good to be natural again. "Of course not," Mona replied. "I have
never had any problem with birthday suits. Turn around, girl, and
let me see your back." Linda turned around and Mona examined her
fading wounds. "Hmm, you received a cruel lashing but your back
seems to be healing well," she said. "Yes, Dr. Holmes told me
that it will heal without scars -- but I have to be careful with
the sun for six months," Linda answered. "It's a pity for your
tan, but it cannot be helped," Mona replied. "Let's sit down and
talk." 

They talked about Paradise Island and their common friends and
Mona was very interested to hear about the adventure with the
President's aide. She laughed cordially and said, "You were very
naughty, Linda, and you deserve a good spanking. However, I'm not
your Mistress anymore and your prank was obviously effective. So
you will stay on the island after your term?" "Yes, I will marry
Peo and I hope that Bob will find a task for me on his staff,"
Linda replied.

Cindy arrived with their tea and looked curiously at Linda.
"Mistress, may I ask Linda a question?" she asked. Mona looked at
Linda who nodded. "Yes, dear, go ahead," she told Cindy. "Why are
you still naked, Mam?" Cindy asked. Linda giggled and caressed
her naked body with her hands. "I'm a slavegirl and I'm used to
be naked. I didn't wear a stitch for more than a year. Now, I
have been at the hospital for two weeks, and I had to wear
clothing all the time. It's wonderful to be able to be natural
again -- I intend to be naked whenever I can during my stay." 

The girl looked anxious. "Linda was totally naked for more than
one year, and she seems to regard it as the natural way of
things. I wonder if I ever will be allowed to wear clothes
again?" she thought. Mona saw Cindy's concern and smiled at her.
"Don't fear, Cindy," she said kindly, "Linda is serving her term
on a tropical island, and total nudity is the norm for slavegirls
there. That's a special case -- I'm certain that your future
Mistress will allow you to wear clothing in public when you start
your service to her." Cindy looked both relieved and very
curious; she obviously wanted to ask Linda about her service on
the island, but she was a well-disciplined girl and kept her
silence.

Mona smiled fondly at Cindy and said, "You are a good girl,
Cindy. Take a break and rest until dinner. I will order pizzas
for us." "No Cindy," she added with a giggle when she saw the
girl's apprehension. "You don't need to collect the pizzas from
the errand-boy. Go to your room and stay there until dinner."
"Thank you, Mistress," Cindy replied with a relieved smile and
left them.

***

Linda and Mona continued their talk and the Mistress had a
proposal for her. "Linda, you have just gone through an awful
experience, and you are welcome to stay as my guest during your
convalescence," she said, "but as you have seen I adopted a new
girl only two days ago. If you feel up to it, you can help me
with her training. I think Cindy admires you, and if she takes
you as a model, my task would become much easier. Cindy is very
obedient, but she is unsure of herself and too shy. I think that
you could help her to enjoy her role as slavegirl better if you
are willing, but the choice must be yours." "What do you think
about it, Linda?" she asked.

"Mona, you know that I love and respect you and I would hate to
be an idle guest if you are busy and I can help you. What do you
want me to do?" Linda replied. "It is a well-established practice
in D&S to let an experienced slave serve as helper," Mona
explained. "My third Master used me as 'helper-slave' as a stage
in my education when he realized that I had the personality to
become a Mistress myself. It is a difficult role, Linda, but I
feel in my heart that you can manage it and I feel that you would
benefit from the experience. If you are willing, I will adopt you
as my slavegirl for the time you spend with me, and I will give
you the task, and the authority, to initiate Cindy into her
slavegirl role. It's a great responsibility but, of course, I
will help and instruct you. What do you say, Linda, do you allow
me to become your Mistress again?"

Linda was silent for a long while, struggling with her decision.
She had no problem to be Mona's slavegirl again; she knew and
trusted her and she still regarded Mona as her Mistress. However,
the responsibility was scary. She had met Cindy for the first
time less than an hour ago but she already liked the shy girl.
The thought that she might make a mistake and harm her was
unbearable. On the other hand, Linda remembered how the others
had turned to her for leadership and advice during the crisis and
during their encounter with Umbehe --she clearly saw Mona's
point. Finally, she wondered how this might affect her
relationship with her Master. To accept Mona's offer might be to
break trust with Bob -- almost like adultery. "I cannot risk to
anger him," she thought uneasily. She decided to tell Mona all
her concerns. Mona smiled at her and said, "Your concerns honour
you, Linda. It IS a difficult role and a great responsibility. It
is quite natural that you hesitate but I would never have
suggested this if I weren't certain that you could manage the
role if you try. Moreover, I can reassure you on the last point.
I've Bob's permission to borrow you. He trusts you and respects
your decision." 

Linda looked thoughtfully at Mona and, finally, she said, "I
trust you too, Mona, and I accept your offer -- but please help
me and stop me if I'm about to make a mistake." "What will we do
now?" she asked. Mona smiled fondly at her. "First I must adopt
you -- then I will tell Cindy during the dinner and give both of
you further instructions. You will spend all your time together
and you will share her lot, Linda -- that's the first step."
"Kneel before me, Linda," she commanded. "Yes, Mam," Linda
replied formally and knelt before her. "Linda, do you accept me
as your Mistress, and do you swear to serve me for the purpose I
have told you?" Mona asked her. "I do, Mam," Linda replied. Mona
put her hands on Linda's head and said, "I thank you, Linda, and
I gladly adopt you as my slavegirl as long as you are staying at
my house." "Rise, slave, and present yourself," she ordered.

Yes, Mistress," Linda replied and assumed the First position, and
Mona caressed Linda's body briefly to establish her ownership.
Next, Mona told her new slavegirl that the rules would be relaxed
tonight -- but then both Cindy and Linda would be under strict
rules until Cindy became more used to her slavegirl role. "I
realize that this may be a problem for you when you need my
advice, but you can use the sign-language to ask my permission to
speak. If you modify the sign like this (she demonstrated) it
means that you want to talk with me in private, and I will always
grant it as soon as possible." 

Later, Mona showed Linda the guestroom. "You can keep your
belongings here," she said, "but after the dinner you will share
Cindy's room. Relax now until dinner." "And," she added
mischievously, "I think you need to use the depilatory cream.
There is a can of it in the bathroom. Shall I help you to put it
on?" Linda eagerly accepted Mona's offer, and she soon felt the
well-known tingling in her pussy. Mona rinsed off the cream with
the hand shower -- then she licked Linda's slit, giving her
another orgasm. Linda, of course, licked her Mistress' pussy in
return, and then they showered together. Mona left her and Linda
relaxed on the bed until dinner. She was together with her
Mistress again and she felt a warm feeling of belonging -- she
soon fell asleep.

***

Mona awakened her shortly before dinner and Linda was unsurprised
to find her Mistress completely naked, just like herself. "This
will be another surprise for Cindy," Mona giggled, "let's go and
join her." They went to the dining room and found Cindy waiting
for them. The girl's eyes became wide with surprise when she saw
her naked Mistress and Mona laughed cordially. "Dear Cindy," she
giggled, "we are in private here -- and I also love to be
natural." "And Cindy," she added, "I told you that I sometimes
relax the rules a bit, and I do so now. Feel free to speak when
you like, without asking for my permission, and you are allowed
to call me Mona. Now, let's eat." 

They started their meal and Mona and Linda chatted happily with
each other. Cindy was mostly silent, unsure of herself and the
unusual situation, but she gradually relaxed a bit and entered
the conversation.

After the dinner, Mona led her two slavegirls to the library and
told them to sit down in the armchairs. "Why don't you tell Cindy
about your service to Bob on Paradise Island, Linda?" she said.
"Yes, please tell me -- it sounds so exiting!" the girl
exclaimed. Linda smiled at Cindy and started to tell about her
adventures. The girl became fascinated and asked many questions,
and when Linda reached the end of her tale, it was becoming
late.

"Oh, Linda," the girl said, looking admiringly at her. "You have
experienced so many wonderful and terrifying things, and you are
so sure of yourself. I would have *died* of embarrassment if I
had to be stark naked and do what you did -- in public." Linda
smiled fondly at Cindy and replied, "It *was* embarrassing in the
beginning, Cindy, but Mona helped me to get started. I love and
trust her, and it also helped that I had companions who shared my
lot."

"Talking about companions," Mona interjected, "I have news for
you Cindy. I think that you would benefit from a companion too,
so I asked Linda to serve as my slavegirl during her stay here
and she accepted. She is more experienced than you are, and you
must obey her as you obey me. Of course, you shouldn't call her
'Mam' or 'Mistress'. She is my slavegirl just like you, but when
she gives you an order, she does so with my authority." Cindy
looked at her Mistress and Linda in amazement. "Oh, Thank you
Mistress!" she exclaimed, "and thank you Linda. This is
wonderful!" 

Linda hugged and kissed the girl and they started to caress each
other's bodies but Mona stopped them. "Don't forget me," she
protested giggling. "Don't I deserve to be thanked in the proper
way?" "Of course you do Mona," Linda replied and started to give
Cindy a thorough lesson in the Art of pleasing another woman. All
three ended up on the carpet, eagerly practicing this Art for a
long time and they were exhausted when they, finally, were
finished.

"Alright girls," Mona said at last. "It's time for bed. Linda
will share your room, Cindy. Good night girls, tomorrow it will
be strict rules again." The only furniture in Cindy's room was a
single bed, but it was wide enough for both of them and they fell
asleep immediately in each other's arms.

***

The following weeks, Linda helped Cindy with her chores and she
drilled her in the necessary skills of a slavegirl. Mona took
part, but she mostly let Linda handle Cindy's training, stepping
in herself occasionally to cover points that had been glossed
over during Linda's initial training. In the evenings the three
women often made love together, and it was few nights when the
two slavegirls didn't help each other to orgasm. Cindy became
very skilful in the Art of pleasing another woman, and she
gradually lost most of her shyness.

She continued to be very obedient and Linda only had to
discipline her once. It happened already the second day. Linda
told her to go out and collect the mail but Cindy blushed and
said the she couldn't go out stark naked for everybody to see.
Linda remembered her own spanking and told Cindy to lie on her
lap. The girl was soon crying and she promised Linda to be a good
girl and never disobey her again.

Consequently, the stark naked Cindy went out to the mailbox, with
red buttocks and tears in her face, and collected the mail.
Needless to say, Mona's estate was not close to any neighbours
and there was actually no risk at all that the naked girl would
be seen. When Cindy returned, Linda praised her and they made
love. Once Cindy had overcome this barrier, she walked freely
about in the garden and she became accustomed to the feel of the
sun and wind on her naked skin. When Linda accompanied her, she
wore a t-shirt to protect the wounds on he back from the sun, but
she was naked otherwise and she cut away most of the front of it.
"There's no need to cover more than what's absolutely necessary,"
she declared.

***

After two months of total nudity, Cindy was given a white dress
and she was allowed to use it when not ordered otherwise.
However, she was now so used to her nudity that she only put it
on when they had visitors. Linda usually wore a similar dress on
these occasions too -- but once she opened the door, without a
stitch on, for an errand boy. The young man looked at Linda's
naked body in amazement but she just smiled at him and invited
him in. She learned that his name was Carl and she noticed that
he had a huge hard-on. "You look uncomfortable. Why don't you
take off your clothes too?" she asked.

The errand boy hesitated for a moment and then he complied. Linda
pressed her naked body against his and kissed him. Then she
called for Cindy, and she, unaware of their visitor, was also
naked when she entered the room. She stopped short and blushed
hotly, but her eyes were glued to the young man's stiff cock.
"This is Carl, Cindy," Linda giggled, "and I'm sure that he will
volunteer for your first lesson in the Art of pleasing men. She
told the man to lie down on the carpet and started to demonstrate
the Art.

Cindy was an apt student and they ended up with her riding his
cock, and Linda sitting on his face. They came together and the
feeling of Carl's sperm in her welcoming pussy tipped Cindy over
the edge again. It was a very satisfied young man who, finally,
left them, his errand forgotten.

However, their Mistress was upset when she learned about Linda's
indiscretion. "This is not Paradise Island, Linda," she told her
sternly. "People might talk, and I must preserve my reputation.
You have been very naughty and you deserve a good spanking." "Lie
on my lap, slave!" she commanded, and Linda got a thorough
reminder how well her Mistress mastered the Art of spanking. She
was very careful not to repeat similar spontaneous escapades in
the future.

After four months, Mona had a special visitor and the girls were,
explicitly, told to stay nude for this visit. They entered the
library when their Mistress called for them and found her sitting
beside a young woman, who was only slightly older than they were.
Both girls assumed the First position and Mona fondled their
naked bodies for a while. "This is Catherine, girls," she told
the hot and panting girls. "She will be your new Mistress when
you leave me, Cindy." Say hello to Catherine, girls!" she
commanded. "Hello, Mam, I'm Linda," Linda said and curtsied, and
Cindy followed her example. "She is lovely," Catherine told Mona,
looking longingly at Cindy's body. "May I sample her charms?" she
asked. "Of course, dear," Mona replied. "Cindy, obey Catherine!"
she commanded.

Catherine ordered Cindy to lie on the carpet and quickly licked
her to orgasm. When the girl had recovered somewhat, Catherine
took off her clothes and straddled the supine girl. "Lick my
pussy, and I will lick yours!" she commanded. Linda looked
longingly at the couple on the carpet and Mona giggled. "You are
jealous, Linda, and that won't do." "Come let's emulate them,"
she added, discarding her clothes. A considerable time later, a
very satisfied Catherine borrowed the guestroom shower, and then
she dressed and left them.

***

As Cindy's training progressed, Linda's job became less demanding
and Mona gave her leave to visit Sam and her parents. She told
them an edited version of her time as Bob's slavegirl but her
mother, nevertheless, was stunned and it took time to convince
her that Linda really loved her job and that she didn't mind
being naked at all. Linda's mother was also concerned when she
heard about Peo and Linda's plans to marry him -- but she saw the
obvious love in Linda's eyes when she was talking about her
lover, and she was mollified.

Linda's father was quite impressed by the money she earned and
her younger brother became excited at the thought of his stark
naked sister. "Why don't you take off your clothes and show us
how you look like on Paradise Island?" he asked her. "When you
come to the island, I will show you, but you have to wait until
then, horny brother of mine," Linda bantered happily with him.
Her mother looked rather shocked but the others laughed cordially
and she joined them at last.

***

Linda stayed at Mona's estate for nearly eight months. Mona and
Cindy accompanied her to the airport and they took a tearful
farewell in the VIP lounge. "It has been a wonderful time, and I
will never forget you, Linda," Cindy said with tears in her eyes,
"I love you!" "I love you too, Cindy," Linda replied. Last of
all, Linda hugged Mona and kissed her. "Thank you for your
kindness to me," she said, "I hope we will meet soon again."
"Farewell Linda," Mona replied, "we will meet at your wedding,
and that might be sooner than you guess." 

Linda looked inquiringly at Mona but the Mistress just smiled at
her and refused to say any more. Linda knew how well her friend
could keep a secret and that it was useless to pester her with
questions, so she shrugged her shoulders -- and then she did the
daring thing she had planned to do. She took off her dress and
sandals, telling Mona to take care of these items and the rest of
her meager luggage. "I don't need any clothes where I'm going,"
she told the astonished Mistress.

Next, she opened the door and walked, stark naked, the short
distance to Bob's waiting jet.


Chapter 20 -- Return to Paradise

Sue met Linda and she admonished her, "You are brave, Linda, to
go out in your altogether like that, but it was a stupid risk.
You could have been arrested for indecent exposure." Linda smiled
fondly at Sue and replied, "It was only a short way from the
lounge to the jet and nobody saw me. I'm returning to Paradise
and I have better to become used to the dress code again, as soon
as possible." 

The stewardess giggled and helped Linda to buckle in. After the
take-off, she examined Linda's back. "I cannot see any scars and
hardly feel them," she said, "and you have no tan lines either. I
heard that you had to be careful with the sun." "I did, indeed,
protect my back for six long months -- but then I spent the last
two with nude sunbathing. I couldn't return to Paradise with tan
lines on my back, could I?" Linda giggled in return.

They talked about Linda's stay with Mona and she asked Sue about
her friends on the island. However, Sue became unusually taciturn
and claimed that she didn't know much. She hadn't been there more
than a few days since Linda left, she said.

***

Ingrid met her at the airfield, and to Linda's amazement the
other girl was dressed in shorts and t-shirt. Ingrid looked
curiously at her stark naked friend and then she giggled. "Oh,
Linda, haven't they told you anything?" she asked. "You aren't a
slavegirl anymore and you don't have to be naked. Bob will marry
me on the two-year anniversary of our adoption, and he has
terminated all our contracts with full pay." 

Linda was stunned by the great news, and she felt very foolish.
Suddenly, she understood Mona's hint at the airport -- and the
reason for Sue's strange reticence. "Let's go to the guesthouse,"
Ingrid said, "you will stay in your old room and Johanna has put
your things there. Let's get you dressed, and then we have a lot
to talk about."

Linda accompanied Ingrid to the guesthouse, and when they entered
they met My who was cleaning the lobby. The native girl was also
stark naked and her pussy was smooth. Linda and My kissed and
embraced, and when Linda asked her why she was naked she
answered, "I like my birthday suit best, and I'm naked whenever I
can." Linda shared My's sentiment and had mixed feelings about
the news. On one hand she was very happy for Ingrid, and it meant
that she could marry her Peo too -- two years earlier than they
had expected. On the other, she had been looking forward to be
Bob's slavegirl again, and the prospect of wearing clothes didn't
thrill her.

Suddenly, she got an idea. "Where are the other girls?" she
asked. "Most of them are lying by the pool, and a few are resting
in their rooms," My answered. "Let's collect them here -- I want
to hold a war council," Linda giggled. With Ingrid's and My's
help, all the former slavegirls were soon assembled in the lobby.
They hugged and kissed Linda and laughed at her story how she had
been fooled and been told nothing of the recent development on
the island. "I feel cheated of my service to Bob and I think that
we should, at least, demand to be allowed to continue it until
the wedding," she told them and Ingrid agreed. "I want to be
Bob's slavegirl until the very moment I say 'I do' and become his
wife", she giggled, "and I want to be naked when I walk up to the
altar." The others also remembered their time as slavegirls with
fondness and all agreed to make the demand.

***

Later that day, ten stark naked girls, the original nine and
Louise, entered Bob's office accompanied by Lisa. "What is this?"
the astonished man asked. "Sir," Linda answered him, "I feel that
you cheated me of my service to you, and I convinced the others
that we should demand that you allow us to continue as your
slavegirls until the wedding." Bob winked at her and said with
faked sternness, "What! A downright mutiny -- and that *after*
the termination of your service. Alright, I give in and readopt
you all." "But you have been a very naughty girl, Linda, stirring
up the others like that, and you deserve a good spanking. Lie on
my lap!" he commanded. "Yes, Master," Linda replied and obeyed
him.

Her 'spanking' was only a token -- a few soft pats on her
upturned butt, and a thorough fondling of her wet slit, resulting
in multiple huge orgasms there on his lap. "Thank you, Bob, for
my wonderful orgasms," Linda panted. "You are welcome, Linda, and
thank YOU for the good idea. I was missing my little slavegirl
already," he replied, looking lovingly at Ingrid. "Come, Ingrid,
let's celebrate your return to service," he told her. "Yes
Master, with pleasure," Ingrid replied and led him toward the
bedroom...

The slavegirls resumed their tasks, both the sexual and the
mundane, and Linda felt at home at last. She met Peo almost every
night and they fucked like rabbits, trying to make up for Linda's
long absence. They decided to ask Bob and Ingrid if they could
all get married together and it was decided to arrange a double
wedding on the anniversary day.

The island soon buzzed with rumours about the wedding party, and
Tina and Louise became very busy with the preparations. Linda was
sworn to silence and then assigned to help Lisa with the booking
of flights for the guests from abroad. Consequently, she knew
quite well that this party would be the greatest yet in the
history of Paradise Island.

***

A few weeks later, the guests started to arrive, and Johanna and
My recruited Linda and Nancy to help them. One of the first to
arrive was Nina, together with her husband and baby daughter. Her
husband was so fascinated by the naked slavegirls and My, that
she decided to discard her own clothes, not to be out-competed.
Nancy demonstrated the depilatory cream for her and Nina was
hooked. "Oh, what a lovely cream!" she exclaimed, "and my pussy
became as smooth as my daughter's." She took off the baby's
clothes to show the others.

Linda held the naked child in her arms, and the baby found one of
her nipples and started to suck and her small feet kicked on
Linda's stomach. She felt weak from the warm and wonderful
feeling. "So like, and yet unlike, the feeling when Peo sucks on
my nipples. I must have a child of my own," she thought. Then,
Nina took her daughter back and nursed her properly and the
satisfied baby fell asleep in her arms.

The other girls arrived shortly thereafter, and soon all 14 were
reassembled again. Gretchen, needless to say, didn't keep her
clothing on for more than five minutes and she showed her friends
that her pussy was hairless. "I have to shave it every day --
it's a bother, but it's worth it," she complained. Naturally,
this resulted in a new demonstration by Nancy, and Maria, seeing
the effect of the depilatory cream on Gretchen, insisted that she
should be treated in the same way. Thus, in a few moments all 14
sported completely hairless pussies.

Christine had to hide her body from the sun during the day, but
she discarded her clothes as soon as the sun started to sink
towards the horizon. "I have learned that it's the UV-radiation
that can be dangerous for my skin, and there isn't much UV in the
sunlight now," she told Linda when she abandoned her covering
late one afternoon.

***

Another afternoon, Gurangala invited the girls to their old camp
by the beach. "The young men who borrowed the place during your
training wish to thank you with another luau in your honour, and
I have obtained permission for you to enter the forbidden area
again," he told them. The girls eagerly accepted the invitation
and accompanied him to the camp. For once, Christine stripped
earlier than usual and went out naked like her friends. "It's
just a few hours left of the intense sunlight, and I refuse to
wear anything at our camp," she told the others.

The place was full of memories for the girls who had spent a
month there under Mona's tutelage, and the others were very
curious. The young men were busy preparing the meal, but they all
came and embraced and kissed the girls. "Welcome back, dear
friends," they said, "we are almost ready." The food was
delicious and, as before, Gurangala brought palm-wine to drink.
After the meal, the luau turned into a gentle orgy, as the men
were eager to show the girls that they had become proficient in
the Art of pleasing women. For once, Kayo didn't participate;
instead she went to Gurangala and took off his loincloth. "We are
more women than men here," she said, "and I fear that they would
become too tired to satisfy all of us if I practice my skills."
"Therefore, I think that I have to limit myself to you tonight,"
she told him and rubbed his stiff cock.

Everyone was soon engaged in various carnal activities --
everyone but one. Nina sat a little way apart and looked
wistfully at the others. "It looks wonderful but I have promised
to be faithful to my husband," she told Linda when the latter
took a short break to recover her strength. "Poor Nina," Linda
replied, "I guess that you are right and that you cannot fuck the
men. However, we girls outnumber them and I'm sure that your
husband will understand if we show you what WE know about the
fine Art of pleasing a woman." 

She asked Nancy and Louise, who were similarly unoccupied at the
moment, to help her and the three friends started to demonstrate
their skills for Nina. Eager practice had made them experts in
every aspect of the Art, and Nina soon forgot all her concerns
and she lost count on the number of times she came. Finally, she
passed out from her multiple orgasms. When Nina had recovered,
Kayo showed her how to please a man, as only she knew, using
Gurangala as a willing victim. Nina didn't practice this Art
herself, there and then, remaining faithful to her husband, but
she studied every detail carefully and gratefully thanked Kayo
and Gurangala afterwards. "Thank you, dear friends," she said,
"now I have learnt how to really please my husband." 

It was very late when the men left them and the girls were
thoroughly satisfied and very tired. "Rest now, girls," Gurangala
told them, "if you like, you can spend the day tomorrow here, but
you must leave the forbidden area before darkness." The naked
girls lay down on the soft grass and they fell asleep almost
immediately.

The following morning, one of the village women brought them
breakfast and they thanked her. After breakfast, the girls bathed
in the sea and Linda and a few others swam to the reef. Then they
sat down in the shadow beneath the trees and talked about
everything they had experienced. Linda told the others about her
time as Mona's 'helper-slave' and Christine told them about her
photographic business. "Mona wants me to illustrate a handbook in
Dominance & Submission that she is writing. The working title is
'The Art of D&S'," she said.

They were also very interested and happy to hear that Karin had
managed to overcome the memories of her terrible childhood. "Lisa
helped me to find an experienced psychoanalyst," she said. "In
the beginning, my treatment was tough when all my awful memories
surfaced. I had to abstain totally from sex because I found it
too dirty and disgusting. However, I thought about my wonderful
sexual experiences on Paradise Island and I decided that my dead
mother shouldn't be allowed to ruin my life. Now, my analyst
recommends that I spend a year as Mona's slave if she is willing
to accept me. He thinks that it would let me remove the last
barrier for my healing -- my subconscious guilt for my attack on
her." 

Ingrid hugged her friend, "I'm sure she will accept you. I know
that she loves you and I will pester Bob until he covers the
expenses," she said. Karin hugged her back and thanked her
gratefully. It was late in the afternoon when the girls returned
to Bob's house for dinner and sleep.

***

Bob decided that the girls that he hadn't adopted should be
regarded as 'honorary slavegirls' at the wedding and sit with
their friends. Three weeks before the party Mona came to the
island together with Cindy. The girls hugged and kissed their
former Mistress and then they insisted in welcoming her back 'in
the proper way'. She complied and was soon naked on the grass
beside the pool. Like during their farewell to her, almost two
years ago, they were very thorough and they didn't relent until
Mona passed out from her multiple orgasms.

When the Mistress had recovered she ordered Cindy to take off her
clothes. "Cindy," she said, "you are my slavegirl and total
nudity is the norm for slavegirls here. Take off your dress and
remain naked until we leave Paradise Island. I will use my
birthday suit most of the time too." Cindy obeyed her Mistress,
of course. She was embarrassed but she soon became used to be
stark naked in public and the presence of Linda and Bob's other
slavegirls in the same attire reassured her.

Mona heard about Karin; she embraced the girl and told her that
she, certainly, was welcome to be her slavegirl -- and very
little prodding from Ingrid was required to induce Bob to cover
the bill. "This may actually help ME to overcome my subconscious
guilt for indirectly harming you, my dear," he joked and kissed
Karin.

***

Ten days before the wedding, Linda's family arrived. She met them
at the airfield and her brother's eyes became wide with surprise
and appreciation when he saw his sister's naked body. "Linda, so
it IS true! You ARE naked here!" he exclaimed. Linda made a
little pirouette for his benefit, giggled and answered him. "I'm
still one of Bob's slavegirls and the birthday suit is the dress
code for us," she said. "You will see many other naked people
here. There is no body taboo in the local culture and the climate
favors total nudity." She hugged him and her parents and led them
to the guesthouse. "I'm working for Johanna at the guesthouse so
we will see each other often during your stay," she explained to
them.

Linda's brother didn't know where to look -- there seemed to be
naked women everywhere, and he became embarrassed by his hard-on
that showed clearly in the front of his pants. However, he soon
became somewhat used to the lovely sights and he became
particularly fond of Cindy who was close to his own age.

She was not adverse to his interest and the two of them were
often seen together -- and Cindy soon persuaded him to discard
his clothes too. To his embarrassment, his cock seemed to have a
will of its own and often became stiff when she was around. Cindy
didn't mind at all, however, and with her Mistress' permission,
she took his frequent hardons as an excuse to practice the Art of
pleasing men on him.

"I think my baby brother is falling in love," Linda giggled when
she found them making love behind some bushes by the pool. "Yes,
slavegirl sister of mine," he replied, "I love Cindy and she
loves me." Linda hugged and kissed them both and told them that
she was happy for them. "But what will Catherine say? She will be
very disappointed if she loose her slavegirl" Linda wondered. "I
asked Mona the same thing and she told me not to worry," Cindy
replied. "My service to Catherine is voluntary and I can break it
whenever I want. There will be enough time to serve her a few
years before Eric has finished his studies and we can marry."
When Linda left them, Eric's cock was beginning to stiffen again,
signaling that it was time for a new practice of the Art.

Linda's parents didn't go the whole way to full nudity. However,
they were happier and more relaxed than she could remember seeing
them. "Oh, Linda," her mother said one day when Linda found her
sunning topless by the pool. "This island is lovely -- it's like
a second honeymoon. I'm feeling twenty years younger and so does
your father," she giggled. Linda's parents also met and became
friends with Peo's parents, despite the cultural differences.
Linda's father accompanied Gurangala and Berengo on several
fishing trips and her mother became fascinated in Boobo's simple
but delicious recipes.

***

Six days before the wedding, a large delegation from Kolonia
arrived and the guesthouse was filled to capacity. The president
brought his wife and two daughters with him, and the three ladies
immediately discarded their usual clothes in favour of Rarotonga
loincloths.

The youngest daughter was the same age as My, and the two girls
became fast friends. Their friendship, naturally, resulted in her
rapid abandonment of the last vestige of clothing, and her trial
of the depilatory cream. The president looked fondly at his naked
daughter and said smiling, "It seems that I've got a slavegirl
daughter." She smiled back at him and said, "I really love to be
naked and it's a pity that I cannot use this attire in Kolonia."
"Oh, you can, dear daughter," he chuckled, "but not in public --
two naked women on the streets are enough excitement for a
lifetime. However, you can be naked all the time at home if you
wish." 

Linda had a long talk with the president's elder daughter who
shared her interests in writing and had aspirations to become a
journalist. The daughter became very interested in Linda's
adventures as a slavegirl and she decided to give it a try.
Louise agreed to introduce her and to let her share her chores.
Thus, to his obvious delight, the President acquired another
naked slavegirl daughter, but he was still not quite satisfied.

"My dear," he told his wife, "our daughters have adopted the
correct attire for Paradise Island. Now it's your turn." "I'm too
old to be a slavegirl," she giggled but she took off her
loincloth and threw into a bush. Lo and behold, her pussy was
hairless as a result of her use of the ubiquitous cream. She
kissed her husband and told him, "You have to settle with a slave
concubine, but I will stay this way only as long as you are
dressed in your birthday suit too." 

The president laughed cordially and stripped off his clothing.
"Come my concubine," he told her, and the naked couple withdrew
to their room.


Chapter 21 -- A Double Wedding

At last, the two-year anniversary day arrived and the final
preparations for the double wedding commenced. An altar had been
erected in front of the fire-pits and the space between the pits
was filled with tables. Christine was, once again, given the
assignment to document the event, and she was walking around,
checking the best angles to photograph the altar and the guests.
The sun was still high in the sky, so she wore a long-sleeved
dress and a sun-hat -- but nobody doubted that her covering would
disappear once the UV-radiation level began to decrease.

Tina was very busy but she seemed to be entirely up to her task,
checking everything and bossing Louise, the President's elder
daughter, and all her other assistants with calm self-assurance.
"This is Life -- and I Love it!" she told Louise when they took a
short break. "It's a pity that your service as slavegirl will end
after the wedding, and that I will have to step down again when
you return to your old job," she added wistfully. "Don't be
overly concerned about that," Louise replied and smiled
secretively at the native girl. "I little bird chirped to me that
you may be in for a big surprise." Tina was very curious but
Louise adamantly refused to tell her any more, and soon they had
to go back to work.

The time for the start of the party drew close and a lovely smell
of food was spreading from the fire-pits. All the guests started
to arrive and Tina and her assistants were busy, showing everyone
where to sit. The families of the brides, the President and his
wife and daughters (wearing dresses again), Mona, and a few other
guests of honour were seated on chairs in front of altar. The
rest were seated on low benches or on the ground. As before, the
slavegirls were seated on the lawn beside the altar.

When everyone was seated, Lisa bid the guests welcome and the
celebration began with song and dance by youngsters from the
village. The young women ended the performance with a traditional
wedding song, and when the song ended, the sound of Mendelsohn's
bridal march struck up from Brad's PA system.

All eyes were turned to the manor house and the bridal train
emancipating from it. A priest from Kolonia led it, and after him
followed the two bridegrooms; Bob was wearing his embroidered
robe and Peo was attired in a traditional wedding outfit -- a
grass kilt, a west decorated with pearls, and a feather
headdress. The two brides followed next accompanied by their
fathers and their maids of honour (Ruth for Ingrid and Cindy for
Linda). The brides were stark naked, of course, and their maids
wore the same attire. The priest had been concerned about this
detail at first, but a few days' stay on Paradise Island had
convinced him that their nudity was entirely proper for this
location.

The bridal train went up to the altar and the wedding ceremony
commenced. Both Ingrid and Linda eventually said their 'I do' and
were kissed by their husbands. "I appreciate the way you are
dressed, dear wife, but now, it's time for you to put on some
clothes at last," a smiling Bob told Ingrid. "Nonsense, darling,"
she bantered in return and kissed him, "I'm wearing the perfect
attire for my wedding feast -- and night. Then it's time for our
honeymoon, and my birthday suit is perfect for that occasion too.
When we return it might be time for other clothing -- if it's
really necessary." All who heard the exchange laughed cordially,
and then the two couples were swamped with people who wished to
congratulate them.

At last, everybody seated themselves at the tables and commenced
their meal. The feast was long and merry and there were many
speeches by people who wanted to wish the newlyweds good luck. A
spokesman for the Council of Elders told Bob and Ingrid that the
Council had decided to make them honorary members of the village
community -- Linda, of course, became a member automatically when
she became Peo's wife.

It was getting late and the feast was drawing to its end when
Lisa rose and said that she had an announcement. "Dear friends,"
she began, "with this wedding, the service of our slavegirls,
finally, has come to an end and the girls are released with their
full pay." She made a pause, there was a warm applause, and the
girls were hugged and kissed by their neighbours (a few of them
also took a last opportunity to caress the girls more
intimately).

"For two of the girls, this means that we must find new
employment for them. Therefore, Bob and I have decided to expand
our senior staff with two positions. Linda will become my deputy,
and she will gradually take over my tasks. In a similar way,
Louise will become Michele's deputy and take over her position
when she retires in six months. This also means that Tina will
continue permanently in her present position that she has
fulfilled so well as Louise's stand-in."

Tina was overjoyed; she ran up to Louise and embraced her. "Thank
you Louise," she cried, "I'm so happy -- my fondest dream has
come true." Then she went to Lisa and embraced her too. "Thank
you Lisa," she said with a happy smile and with tears running
down her cheeks, "I will not disappoint you." Lisa embraced the
happy girl and told her that Tina's skill and sense of
responsibility had impressed her, and Bob also embraced Tina,
"Welcome onboard, colleague," he chuckled.

The guest started to leave and the two married couples went to
the beach for a more intimate celebration of their new status.
This time, nobody else accompanied them when they made love on
the beach. After a while, Linda and Peo left the other two and
went back to the gate. Linda was surprised to find that Peo's
outfit had disappeared and asked him where it was. "I don't need
it any more, my Love," he answered, "My father took the outfit
and returned it to the Elders. Come, my Love, and accompany me to
the sacred lake -- we will spend the night there together." 

They walked quietly out of Bob's garden and through the village
without seeing anyone and, finally, they came to the lake. They
entered it and rejoiced in the vibrant feeling of the water, and
afterwards they made love on the soft grass until they fell
asleep in each other's arms.

***

The following day, another wedding ceremony took place by the
lake. A village Elder led it, and the only other persons present
were Linda and Peo and their families -- and by special
permission, Cindy.

Everyone was in his or her birthday suit, of course, as was the
immutable requirement of this place. "Linda and Peo," the Elder
began, "you have spent the night by the sacred lake. Do you want
to declare your love before the Mother Goddess and your
families?" "We do," they replied and kissed each other. "Then I
gladly name you husband and wife. The Mother is my witness," the
Elder declared solemnly. Then, he smiled fondly at them and
added, "come, let us all enter the lake and rejoice in the
embrace of the Mother." They all swam in the vibrant water, and
they felt that all their worries and concerns were washed away.
When they emerged from the lake, they all felt full of love and
wonder and the gentle love-making that followed was something
quite natural -- an act of worship to the gentle Goddess.

The Elder withdrew discretely and left them to enjoy the
wonderful feeling of oneness with Nature and the Mother Goddess.
Linda was mounted on Peo's cock, embracing her mother who was
similarly seated on her father's cock -- and the other family
members were also making love on the grass. Berengo fucked his
sister gently, and this act of incest also seemed good and
natural. Eric fucked Cindy and the young couple openly declared
their wish to marry when Eric was finished with his studies. "I
will wait for you, my Love," Cindy told Eric. "And I will wait
for you, my Love -- the Mother is my witness," he replied,
echoing Peo's and Linda's wows at their first visit to the lake.
They spent the rest of the day at the lake, and when the sun was
beginning to set, Linda accompanied Peo to his family's house.

***

The former slavegirls, Ingrid's parents, and other long-way
guests started to leave Paradise Island for their various
destinations. Most of them first flew to Honolulu in Bob's jet.

Mona, Karin, and Cindy stayed for another ten days after the
wedding and left for home together with Linda's family. Eric was
still stark naked when he took farewell of Linda. "Cindy isn't
allowed to put on her dress until we are airborne, and I will
keep her company in my birthday suit until then," he told Linda
and joined his beloved in the aircraft. Next, Linda's parents
embraced her and entered the jet. It felt strange, and a little
sad, to see them leave, but Linda was now looking forward to her
honeymoon together with Peo, Ingrid and Bob.

The next, day, M/S Dreamscapes left for a certain island. The
President and his family also decided to visit this island, and
then the yacht would take them home to Kolonia. Paradise Island
had only begun to sink behind the horizon when all clothing was
abandoned onboard and the rest of the trip was spent in the
nude.

Ingrid and Linda were now married women but that fact didn't
hinder them to participate in the practices of various carnal
Arts that commenced on deck. Their husband's were not adverse of
sharing their wives' charms, and they sampled the charms of the
other willing women too. Thus, the trip to the island was very
pleasant for all of them and it seemed quite short.

The yacht stayed four days at the island and they, once again,
became the excuse for a luau. The local women had been missing
the depilatory cream, and they were very pleased when Bob brought
them a large supply of it. That was about the only thing they
brought from the yacht, and when it left for Kolonia with the
President and his family onboard, the newlyweds were standing on
the beach, in their birthday suits, waving goodbye. They moved
into a hut and shared the local people's lives for nearly six
months. Of course there was plenty of time for lovemaking and
they also participated in the amorous activities of the
islanders.

After two months, Linda noticed that her breasts were swelling
and that they felt tender. "My Love, I think I'm pregnant," she
told Peo when they lay together after lovemaking. "That is
wonderful, my Love," he replied, kissing her tenderly. As the
months passed, Linda's condition became apparent for everyone to
see, and the local people cherished her -- they regarded a
pregnant woman as even more beautiful and desirable.

Linda continued to make love with her husband and the others and,
while her belly grew larger, she learned enough of the local
language to talk with her new friends. When the yacht returned
for them, as agreed, Linda's belly was bulging and she had to
limit her carnal activities somewhat.

***

Back at Paradise Island, Lisa met them and updated them about the
recent development on the island. Louise had moved in with Tina,
sharing the bungalow, and Lisa and Michele were sharing Michele's
house. "I give you my bungalow as a wedding gift," Lisa told
Linda. "It's the largest -- and it's perfect for a growing
family," she added, patting Linda's swelling belly.

Later they had a small dinner with Bob's staff and Linda learned
that Michele had retired. Louise was now heading the household,
but she still preferred to wear only a loincloth -- or nothing at
all. She did so whenever her duties allowed it. Neither Linda,
nor Ingrid, had bothered to don any clothes yet -- and Linda
decided that she would follow her friend's example. The next day
Linda and Peo moved into their new home and Linda had a meeting
with Lisa, discussing her job. 

***

Two months later, Susan delivered Linda's baby -- a fine healthy
girl. According to the local custom, they brought the baby to the
sacred lake for her naming when she was one month old. Peo and
Linda entered the water with her, and the baby gurgled joyously
from the vibrant feeling on her skin. "I name you Nancy after my
friend. May your life be happy and may the Mother protect you,"
Linda declared.

Afterwards, Linda nursed Nancy sitting on the grass, and the
contented baby soon fell asleep. Linda put the sleeping child on
the grass, and then she and Peo made love. "Oh, Peo Darling," she
said, "let's make another baby -- let's become a large family." 


Epilogue

Linda was standing by the pool at the guesthouse and watched her
daughter playing with My's son. The children were naked, needless
to say, and the sun gleamed on Nancy's wet, bronzed skin and
long, dark hair. "She will grow up to be a real beauty, and Gus
will become a handsome man too one day, just like his uncle," she
thought as she watched their play.

Life had been kind to her and her beloved husband. The Mother had
blessed them with two lovely children, and a third was on its
way. She loved her husband and her children, and she loved her
job as Bob's assistant. Lisa was still formally CEO but she was
about to retire and Linda did most of the practical job of
holding together Bob's small empire. It was no secret that she
was destined to succeed Lisa as the CEO of Paradise Island, Inc.

She was responsible, among many other things, for Bob's
investments, and she had invested her own money along with his.
She was now good for nearly fourteen millions. "Of course," she
mused, "I have no use for money here on our island, but when my
children need an education one day, I can afford to pay for the
very best."

Her musings were interrupted by My who put a hand on her shoulder
and said, "It's time Linda, the girls are coming back." Linda
looked at her wristwatch and shook her head. "No My, it's only 24
minutes since I told them to go to their rooms. Let's keep them
waiting in the lobby until the full half-hour has passed. That
will make them more apprehensive," she replied. My giggled and
said, "Linda, you are awful! The girls look terrified already,
just like *you* did when Mona manhandled you nine years ago." 

"I cannot understand why Bob hires slavegirls again," My
continued after a pause, "and that Ingrid allows it." "Actually
it is Ingrid's idea. Bob is turning 50 soon, and he has already
begun to worry about his birthday party, so Ingrid suggested that
he should hire slavegirls for the entertainment," Linda answered.
She had been surprised herself when she heard Ingrid's idea, but
then she had done most of the job of hiring the girls.

Their contract was almost identical to the original and Linda was
responsible for the girls' 'obedience training'. Linda had asked
Mona but she had declined to become the girls' Mistress. "I'm
busy right now Linda," she had told her, "and you are fully
qualified to be their Mistress. Good Luck, Mistress Linda!" It
was now almost 30 minutes. 'Mistress Linda' straightened her
shoulders, put on a stern mien, and entered the guesthouse.

"Mammy, can Nancy and I watch?" Gus asked eagerly. "Yes of
course, dear," My answered, "but be quiet and don't disturb Aunt
Linda."

***

Linda studied the ten naked girls who were standing uneasily in
the lobby beside their piled belongings. They were very pale and
close to tears. A sudden warm feeling filled her, she wanted to
hug and console them -- she had been standing there in the same
place and she knew how they felt.

With great difficulty, she hid her feelings and said with faked
sternness, "Good, you are in time." "Follow me, slaves," she
commanded, and led them to Anne's saloon...


The End

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