Florence walked very cautiously and slowly from the van to the house and on into the kitchen for a cup of coffee. I suspected that the sanitary pad Cora had taped in place to catch any blood was positioned a little too tightly. Pierre however didn’t seem to be bothered much by his new piercing but there was an accumulation of a small amount of blood in the tip of the condom.
I made a fresh pot of coffee and we discussed the evening’s happenings. Pierre was impressed by the number of people attending the meeting. When I explained that the population of the city had passed twenty-five thousand he just shook his head.
Florence was engaged in conversation with Kathy concerning the healing time for her new piercing. She explained that Kathy’s hood and clit piercing looked so nice that she wanted one also.
Pierre was listening to the girls so Klaus and I covered the circumstances of the group from the islands arriving in the morning. Klaus was more than agreeable to accepting several house guests for a few days but he was dubious about the kids that were sixteen and seventeen.
I explained that the French laws that were still in effect for the islands set the age of maturity at sixteen so although they were juveniles here they were adults there but they would be staying in the Acapulco section rather than the inner city.
This brought up a discussion about the laws in the islands. Pierre repeated his suggestion, "Abide by the laws as they are until you can determine if they are working for you, then make any changes needed."
Klaus asked if there was a speed limit there. Pierre laughed, "Only on the water near the beaches and the marina."
Klaus smiled until the Ambassador reminded him that there was only about a quarter of a mile of roadway suitable for a car and even that road only went from the Embassy to the ragtag building known as City Hall.
Klaus then changed the subject, "Eventually we will have many visitors to the islands when the resorts are completed. There will undoubtedly be some illegal activities then such as theft or drug smuggling. Are there any plans for a jail or other facility?"
I answered this one, "Presently all convicted criminals are sent to France for the punishment phase, right?"
Pierre agreed, "There is so little serious crime that this arrangement is much more economical than staffing a full time detention center."
I continued, "There are tentative plans for a detention facility to be carved out of the side of the mountain in a manner that will keep it from being noticed by the visitors, but that is several months in the future."
By this time Kathy was explaining the soaking procedures to Florence and, again, Pierre was listening to the girls chatting.
Klaus was jabbering about what a nice playroom a dungeon carved out of the mountain would be.
My coffee cup was empty and it was well past my bed time. I suggested that it was time to get some sleep as the confusion of the planeload of applicants would be very tiring tomorrow.
With Sandy staying in the islands it finally occurred to me that I was going to be sleeping alone, again. This would be three out of the last four nights alone. I was going to have to do something about this situation. While I was still thinking about it I drifted off to sleep.
I was awake rather early and was in my office with my first cup of coffee for the day when Pierre walked in. Luckily I had all the surveillance monitors hidden by the movable panels and was checking my e-mail at the time. I have got to remember to shut the door.
He just stood there and looked around; finally he said, "Nice office, but a little oversized for just one person."
I offered him a cup of coffee and we chatted some about the expected arrival of the people from the islands and his new piercing which was doing well. The bleeding had stopped and it was not painful except if it was bumped.
After a few minutes the reason for his intrusion came to light; he was looking for the supplies needed to do the required soaking and cleaning. I gathered everything together that he would need and sent him on his way back to his bedroom. This time I shut the door which locks when closed.
I went back to checking the mail and found a note from Jeff requesting a meeting. The time and date indicated it had been sent in the last few minutes so I called him. He was concerned about the security of the islands; he said there really wasn’t any.
I told him to get the coffee pot going and I would be there shortly. I got dressed, yeah, dressed; it was about sixty degrees outside and the sun hadn’t decided to wake up yet.
Only the nightlights were on in the basement of Project Central as I walked the short distance to Jeff’s Life Style Shop. He was in his office scanning a site on his computer when I walked in. He motioned toward the coffee pot and I nodded.
I poured a cup and sat down across the desk from him and waited. He finished whatever it was he was reading and shut the computer off.
"I had a quick chat with Raul about the security before we left the islands. There is one old cabin cruiser that was built in the sixties and that is the total security there. It makes a trip around all three islands about once a month if it isn’t broken down and there is enough money available for fuel."
He was ahead of me; I had been concentrating on the construction projects and the island people. Thinking back, I hadn’t seen anything that looked like law enforcement there.
He handed me a folder full of papers; I quickly flipped through them and laid it on the desk, "Give a quick recap, it will take hours to go over all those papers."
"First, there will need to be a radar system for the airstrip."
I nodded, "Certainly, but I would like something a little more sophisticated than the normal transponders; a means of identifying the aircraft more completely."
"There is a recently developed system that will do that if their updated transponders are used."
I nodded again, "Sounds good, get it ordered."
He grinned, "I’m glad you took the time to think about it. There is also a second system I think would be much better. It is a satellite based system that would identify every ship and plane within a specified distance of the islands provided they are equipped with the proper transponders."
I had to think about this one. There would be hundreds of boats and ships as soon as the resort opened. This would mean hundreds of transponders also. "What is the cost of the transponders? Also, is there a satellite in the proper position that we can use or do we have to launch another one?"
"Another satellite will be needed. The only one in the right position is an American spy cam type. The transponders are listed at thirty-five hundred dollars each but that will come down some with bulk purchasing."
"What company is building this system?"
"It's a little start up company in California called Truck ID. It was developed to provide data the other systems are not capable of handling. Each unit would be programmed at the factory for a specific piece of equipment so that field changes would not be possible."
I have a little experience with satellite tracking systems and always felt they were less than perfect, so perhaps this was the answer, "Interesting, I will have Klaus check it out and see if we can buy the company. In the meantime, you can get to work on getting a satellite built and in place."
He agreed but then changed the subject, "By the way, we haven’t had a chance to talk privately for some time and I need to inform you of a few things that concern Pierre. First, he can be trusted with anything; we had a few little clandestine deals working in post war Viet Nam that were totally illegal at the time. Not a word of those activities has ever leaked out."
I rushed back to the house to collect Pierre and then hurried to the airstrip to meet the planeload of applicants. We were about fifteen minutes early so I parked beside the little terminal and leaned back in the seat to relax but Pierre wanted to talk. Soon one of the city’s school busses arrived and parked beside me.
"I am amazed at the scope of this city you have built. Where did all the money come from?"
I grinned, "It’s a long story but much of it came from the stock market."
He nodded, "You must be much better at stock selections than my retirement fund was. How did you avoid the crash that wiped them out?"
Now this was getting sticky; he wasn’t going to buy the old line that we were just lucky. "That crash made us a ton of money."
"I don’t understand?"
I laughed, "Those stocks you have from your retirement fund that were almost worthless?"
"Yes, but what about them?"
"They are not worthless anymore; in fact I suspect you are probably a millionaire."
He just sat there and looked at me for almost a full minute, "How do you know that?"
"I track stocks all the time as much of the funding we have is invested in stocks."
Thankfully the plane landed and we had other things to do before he could ask too many questions I didn’t want to answer.
Raul and his wife, Sophia, were the first ones off of the plane closely followed by a teenage girl. He soon identified her as his daughter, Sybille. This was a surprise as he had not mentioned this situation earlier.
When everyone was settled on the bus I drove to the dispensary and guided them into the proper section for their physicals. I let Pierre handle the rest of the group.
It would be several hours before everyone had been checked so I drove back to the house. Pierre was glad to get out of his pants; they were putting pressure on his fresh piercing.
I went to my office and called Klaus and asked that he come over. We discussed the pros and cons of purchasing the little electronic company. He was not very interested in the deal and said as much.
I pointed out that it would save a considerable amount if they were built ’In House’ rather than from an outside vendor. He still wasn’t interested.
Okay, I decided to try a different approach. "We need some type of industry to help support the islands; we could move the whole thing here and perhaps combine it with the solar panel company."
Now that got his attention and he began to see the future potential. He used my computer to check it out and a few minutes later said, "It will be cheap to buy; they are broke."
He gave me a phone number so I called it. The president of the company was a guy named Mark Epson III. We chatted for several minutes as he tried to explain the operations of his gadget. He was way over my head technically so I suggested he bring one of them here and we would check it out.
He hesitated and beat around the bush for a couple minutes until I said there would be two prepaid airline tickets waiting at the airline counter for him and anyone else he wished to have accompany him. He said he would be here by six in the evening.
I explained that a private plane would be waiting for them and would fly them directly to the city. I later faxed all the instructions to him also, just in case.
I got the tickets ordered and made reservations for two at the new motel near City hall. I also made reservations at Jacque’s restaurant for the conference room. I relayed the information to Jeff and ask that he and Bill meet the people and go over the possibilities with them as I was going to be involved with the island people.
By this time Monica had called my cell phone to announce that the exams would be completed in a few minutes. I checked with Pierre but he wasn’t interested in getting dressed again. "Hey, Big Shot, they are your people." He grumbled but put his pants back on.
We arrived just as the group was leaving the building. I had them gather around and made a few announcements.
"There are accommodations for all of you but not all in the same place. I have room for the adults at my home. Kids eighteen and older will be staying at the house next to mine. Kids not yet eighteen will be staying with some friends in the community center in the Acapulco Section."
As luck would have it there were 4 kids under eighteen and Monica volunteered to drive them to the Community Center with instructions to treat them to hamburgers on the way. I instructed the bus driver to follow me to my house.
Klaus and Kathy met us, managed to get the fifteen teenagers together and led them to her house.
The adults gathered on the patio near the pool chatting and looking around. Raul and Sophia were more or less ignored as they were the only island natives in the group and had very little in common with the Ambassador’s assistants.
Art and June soon appeared rolling a cart onto the patio that was loaded with soft drinks and a big coffee pot. There was a stunned silence for a full minute as they gawked at the naked couple.
I grinned and walked over for a cup of coffee and waved Raul and Sophia to join me. This broke the tension and a line soon formed. When everyone had something to drink I stood up on a chair to get everyone’s attention just as Florence arrived also naked.
There were several comments in French which I took to be, "Oh my God," and, "What is going on here?" and several others that I couldn’t even guess at.
Finally I was able to get everyone’s attention, "Welcome to the city of Hopeful. This is a different type of city from those you are accustomed to. You will find a new type of freedom here in the inner parts of the city. Clothing is not required as you can see," as I indicated Art and June. "You may dress as you wish or not dress at all; it is your option although this only applies to the inner city here, but it will apply to all three of the islands."
"All of you have passed the written exams and are comfortable with nudity to an acceptable degree so an adjustment to a clothing optional society will not require major attitude changes."
"Your luggage has been moved to rooms on the third floor of the house and name tags have been placed on the doors. I hope you enjoy your stay here and more information will be available later in the day. For the time being we will be leaving for lunch in about an hour. You may shower and dress as you wish. Art will show you to the rooms and I will meet all of you back here in one hour."
A barrage of questions came from the people but I stepped down from the chair and refilled my coffee cup as they moved into the house.
I went to my office, being sure to close the door this time and activated the monitors for the third floor. It was only a few minutes before the first couple left their room, nude, and went to the shower area.
Soon the shower area was well populated and it was obvious that they were well acquainted with each other as there was a lot of teasing back and forth.
There were very few decorations in view, a few pierced nipples and one PA; but no tattoos that I could see.
Again Raul and Sophia were ignored.
I called to warn Jacob that we were coming for lunch but we would arrive shortly after the noon crowd had left and made a special request also.
I called Klaus also to see how things were going there; the kids were all in the pool. I asked him to make a few phone calls for me.
I shut everything down in my office and ambled back to the patio and sat down in a lounge chair to wait for everyone to arrive. Klaus was the first and was followed by the teenagers who were all naked as the day they were born. Some of them had rather red faces but the peer pressure from some of the older kids had been effective.
Soon the adults began to appear but most of them were dressed in some way except Raul and Sophia; he was nude and she was wearing only a short skirt. When she saw her daughter was nude she removed the skirt.
This started a discussion among the others and soon more clothes were removed. It ended up that all the women were topless and most of the men were naked.
When we arrived at Jacob’s the parking lot was empty except for a few of the employee’s cars at the back of the lot.
Jacob had arranged the tables in a large ‘U’ shape to accommodate the entire group in one area but it appeared there were several more tables than needed. He had also held the most well decorated employees past their normal quitting time. I soon noticed my special request had been achieved also.
I managed to arrange for Raul and Pierre to be seated on either side of me at the bottom of the ‘U’. Just as the chatter began to die down another group entered the dinning room led by Robert, the Police Chief and three of his officers, all in full uniform.
A couple of the men started to stand up but Robert yelled, "Stay where you are," In his most official voice. He began to slowly walk past the table with an officer following him. The other two officers walked past the tables in the other part of the ‘U’. They all met behind me and again in a very official voice he asked, "What is going on here?"
The room was totally silent as I replied, "Just a late lunch. Would you care to join us?"
"Sure, always looking for a free meal." He pulled out an empty chair to the left of Raul and his wife while his officers located other empty chairs.
The rest of the group that followed Robert into the dining room began to find seats also. Bill was there with two of the girls from his office as well as Paul, Jerry and Jeff. Lester and Monica were there also. As I looked around it seemed all of the department heads were here.
Klaus laughed as everyone determined they weren’t going to jail. Pierre looked at me. "That was a dirty trick but I loved it," and began to laugh also.
I motioned for Jacob to send the waiter and waitresses to begin. A dozen beautifully decorated girls began to take drink orders. The one waiter came directly to my table. Yep, it was Willie. Somehow, at my request, Jacob had managed to get him to leave Jacque’s for this occasion.
He greeted me with, "Hi, Boss, I see you have finally found some people I know I am going to like."
I just smiled, "Good to see you, Willie." Yes, Willie has a very dark complexion as does Raul and Sophia. For some unknown reason there had been very few membership applications from the Black segment of the population. Jerry was analyzing this but had not reached a conclusion; there just wasn’t enough data to form a consensus at this point.
It took a couple minutes for Raul and Sophia to realize what he had said; their attention was on his well-decorated cock.
The waitresses also drew a considerable amount of attention. Their decorations ran the full course from nipple piercings to full back tattoos.
One girl had noticeable marks from a resent flogging and was asked what had caused them. She glibly replied, "My husband and I had a little private party this morning before he went to work."
The meal went well and Willie was his usual comical self with his off the cuff remarks but his service was excellent even though he paid an undue amount of attention to Raul and Sophia.
During the after dinner coffee there was a considerable amount of chatter but much of it was in French so I missed much of the meaning. The comments made in English centered on the number of piercings that were evident and some of the nice tattoos.
Finally I got everyone’s attention and turned the floor over to Lester who was going to give a quick recap of the physical examinations. Usually this was done in a one to one manner but to save time I had decided to get it done all at once.
Monica passed out the individual reports as Lester explained that any items marked in red needed attention. Overall there were several problems. Some had previously undiagnosed diabetes as well as several people who needed glasses. One of the older men needed a triple heart bypass; another had a hernia. One of the teenage girls had a cataract starting; one of the boys had a damaged knee from playing soccer.
Lester did well as he fielded questions and explained that all of the problems could be corrected in the facilities here. The matter of cost came up so I took over at that point.
"I know all of you except Raul and his wife took a bath when the stock market crashed." There were many nodding heads. "But what you are unaware of is that the stocks you have are worth many times their cost. In other words, they have increased in value from pennies to many dollars. You do not have a financial problem any more."
This created a cheer and several minutes of jubilation before I could continue, "The cost to you for medical care will be our cost plus ten percent. In the future, as a member of our community, your health care will be free as part of you compensation."
Again there was considerable chatter until I stated it was time to go.
Back at the house there seemed to be people everywhere. I found a lawn chair on the patio and watched the kids play in the pool as the adults seemed to congregate around Klaus and me. They had many questions and we tried to answer all of them.
The open nudity didn’t seem to be of concern to anyone; for several minutes the questions centered on where all of the pretty tattoos and piercings had been done.
Klaus was doing a good job due to his ability to understand and speak French until the subject of sexual openness came up. He decided that was a good time to get a cup of coffee and left me holding the bag.
Raul had opened the subject with his daughter in mind. The taboos on the island frowned on what he called, "Wanton Behavior".
"Raul, those taboos are gone. This is a new social order with different and much more reasonable standards." Apparently this was a subject of considerable interest; as word traveled though the crowd instantly and they began to gather around me. There was even some pushing and shoving so I suggested that everyone sit down on the ground as I wasn’t going to stand up for as long as this subject could take.
I continued, "Here in the city well over ninety percent of the people are either married or are in a long term relationship. Yes, there is a considerable amount of sexual activity however it is of a consensual nature. Anyone who has reached the age of consent may participate openly and freely if they wish to do so."
The questions started, "What of unwanted pregnancies?"
"There should not be any unwanted pregnancies. Birth control is available and free at the dispensary, both here and in the islands. In fact every female received a shot that is good for six months during the physical exams."
"What will our children think of this arrangement?"
I had to laugh at this one, "If your children are controlling your household then you may have a problem. Seriously, the younger kids will soon adapt, the older ones will participate, and any adult children you have will probably want to join."
"Why are there so many people with piercings?"
"For a good answer to that question you would have to ask them as there can be many reasons. Basically, the girls get nipple piercings because they are pretty, much the same as pierced ears. However they have the added effect of increased sensitivity in most cases."
"Genital piercings may also increase sensitivity depending on the exact location but many of them are just pretty decorations."
The questions continued to come for almost an hour before people began to drift away leaving just a few still seated. At that point the discussion turned to medical problems. The man needing the bypass surgery began to ask very specific questions that I could not answer so I got Lester’s attention and let him take over.
As I stood up I noticed there weren’t nearly as many kids in the pool as there had been. I got a cup of coffee, located Klaus and asked, "Where did the kids disappear to?"
He grinned and motioned towards the trees behind the pool, "The woods are full of them."
This was going to be interesting; how were the parents going to react?
As I was watching a young couple walked out of the trees hand in hand. One of the men stood up and motioned for them to come to him. I ambled over near his location to see if there was going to be a confrontation.
He asked the girl what she had been doing in the woods, "We were having fun, Papa. It’s so much better now that we don’t have to hide." She quickly gave him a kiss on the cheek and the two youngsters ran over and jumped in the pool.
That was about as slick a job of dodging a situation as I had ever seen.
Papa just stood there for a few moments, then turned to his wife as a slight grin appeared on his face, "I guess they are going to adjust pretty fast; so now we need to adjust also."
It was getting late in the afternoon and I wasn’t looking forward to another trip to Jacob’s. I called Hamburger Heaven and ordered two hundred cheeseburgers and the same amount of French fries and asked Klaus to pick them up. I also arranged for Art to set up a table with all the condiments and a good supply of soda pop as well as a few bottles of wine; a glass of wine was customary with a meal for the diplomatic people.
Pierre walked over to me and asked, "Do you have an area for special activities in this beautiful home?"
I decided to play dumb, "What type of room would you be referring to?"
"Perhaps a small dungeon in a hidden corner?"
"No, nothing like that here, the best I can offer is a large play room."
His face lit up like a light bulb, "Oh, wonderful, may I see it?"
As we started toward the kitchen entrance several other people who had overheard the conversation tagged along.
I led the group down the stairs, along the hallway past the storage rooms, mechanical section and the laundry area and finally to the door that opened into the playroom.
I turned to Pierre. "Here it is, I hope you find it satisfactory," as I swung the door open wide.
He just stood there trying to take it all in at the same time as all those behind him were trying to see also. "Never have I seen anything like this, not even in Paris."
I gave them a slow tour of the equipment, explaining the use of each device and the special attachments and such located near them as we walked slowly through the room. I pointed out the overhead ropes also and demonstrated the use of the electronic controls. I walked them through the large shower area before showing them the specially equipped bedrooms that ran the full length of the rear wall.
As we walked back toward the entrance I pointed out the many cabinets and their contents, everything from feathers to whips and paddles. The leather section with the cuffs, gags, single sleeves and straps seemed to generate the most interest.
Pierre asked, "When is this area available?"
I pointed out all the little lights that were in every control panel for the various devices as well as several locations in the ceiling, "Whenever those lights are green. If the lights are red it is an indication that a private event is taking place. There is also a larger indicator light that you may have noticed over the entrance door as we entered."
Pierre grinned, "I see the lights are green."
I nodded, "Yes, but it might be best to eat and relax a bit before the play gets started."
When we returned to the patio Art and June were busily setting out individual salads in paper bowls. Klaus had just arrived with the hamburgers and fries.
As a serving line formed more people began to appear; the young couples who made up the maintenance crew for the house and grounds joined in. A few minutes later the crew from Klaus’ house arrived also. I never did figure out how they all knew when the food was available but it had come to be expected; that was the reason for the large number of burgers.
There were a few requests for French dressing for the salad; I had to grin when June told them, "You are in Texas now so you will have to get used to Ranch Dressing."
Soon the meal was over and the leftover burgers and fries were moved to the lounge area in the play room. Pierre was making hand signals to me that it was time to go play. I stalled around for a few more minutes to give Art and June time to get everything arranged before I started toward the house.
As soon as we entered the room I explained the color code before the people began to spread out trying to see everything that was there. I called one of the maintenance couples over and instructed them to contact the others and instruct the people on the use of the various devices; I didn’t want anyone to get hurt.
Within a couple minutes everything settled down and it was possible to see which areas were the most desirable to them. The Symbian horses were all taken quickly. The treadmills were next to fill up. There were a few people still undecided and they were more or less clustered together near the whipping benches as though they weren’t sure what to do next.
Thankfully Klaus soon had Kathy secured with her butt in the air and was delivering light stokes to her cheeks with a short crop as she wiggled and squealed. With an example to follow the indecision vanished and activities began.
Two adventurous teenage couples were examining the Spanish Wheel. Soon the boys began tying the girls to it. I watched them to make sure they used the proper cuffs to support the girls without any sprains or bruises; they actually did very well.
I got a coke and returned to the lounge area to see one lone girl sitting at the table; it was Sybille, Raul and Sophia’s daughter. I did a quick head count of the kids and discovered there was and uneven number of them; there was one extra girl, Sybille.
I got the attention of Lisa, a girl from the maintenance crew, and asked her to talk to Sybille a little bit and let me know what she had to say.
They had a short conversation and Lisa returned to report that Sybille’s boyfriend would not be eighteen until next month so he was with the other group of kids. She was disappointed that she would miss out on all the neat things that were happening.
As I watched her she was watching the others. She looked around and saw me and my coke; she made a motion as if she were drinking with her empty hand. I pointed at the refrigerator to indicate the cokes were in there. She nodded and walked over to get one; she had a nice backside that wiggled in all the right places.
As she was returning to her table I motioned for her to sit by me. I started a conversation by apologizing for not being able to have her boyfriend with her. She was rather glum about it but said she understood. We chatted about her schooling and several other inconsequential topics for several minutes as the sounds of the play became louder.
After a short pause in the conversation she asked, "Didn’t that hurt?"
It took a couple seconds to realize she was asking about my piercings, "Yes, a little bit but it was well worth it."
She continued to stare and hesitantly started to reach over to touch them but quickly pulled her hand back. She look up at me and asked in a whisper, "May I touch them, Sir?"
I nodded and she gently touched the jewelry, slowly running a finger around the little silver balls. Of course I started to respond and the head rose up for further attention.
She giggled but continued to play with the little balls. My equipment was soon standing at full attention. Again she looked up, "My boyfriend had a magazine once that showed a girl licking and sucking. Do people actually do that?"
I grinned, "Yes, they sure do, just look around the room," and directed her gaze toward the Spanish wheel where the girls were secured in a stomach to stomach position but at a ninety degree angle. The boy would turn the wheel until one of the girls was inverted and would then have her suck on his cock while he licked her pussy. The second boy would apply several strokes of a light paddle to her ass cheeks.
After a minute or so the wheel would be turned a little further and the boys would have reverse roles. The next turn would present one boy with a nice set of titties to whip while the second boy would paddle the same girl’s ass. The next move presented the second girl for the whipping and paddling, then the procedure would start all over again.
Sybille watched a full turn of the wheel before saying anything. "Why are they beating those girls?"
"It isn’t really a beating, just enough contact to stimulate them."
"Oh, I don’t think I would like that."
"Have you ever tried it?"
"No, my boyfriend never asked me."
"Would you if he asked you?"
"I don’t know, we have only had sex a couple times and it was so fast it wasn’t much fun."
"I see, well sometimes it takes a few times to discover what each other likes."
She nodded, "I guess so." She was still glancing at the activities at the Spanish wheel. One of the girls had reached an orgasm and was screaming her delight as her titties and ass were being whipped.
I watched as she kind of shivered as the wheel changed positions and the girl became quiet. I used this opportunity to remind her of the color codes and that the girl could stop the action with just a word.
"Why didn’t she stop it then?"
I grinned, "She was enjoying it too much." She just looked at me in disbelief.
This was beginning to look like a challenge, a girl that had never experienced a climax much less an orgasm. "Since your boyfriend is not here and my girlfriend is still in the islands would you like to experience some of the many delights that are here with me?"
She thought for several minutes and I was about ready to give up on the idea when she finally replied, "If you promise not to injure me."
I quickly promised and looked all around the room to see where Raul and Sophia were; he had her on the treadmill and wasn’t paying any attention to anything else.
Sybille asked if she could lick my decorated cock; certainly she could. She didn’t stop at just licking but tried as she might she could not get more than the head in her mouth without gagging. She would need a lot more experience to do a really good job but her tongue action was great.
I stopped her after a few minutes, took her hand and led her to a well-padded table that was not in use. I asked her to lie down on her stomach as I retrieved a bottle of lotion. I gave her a slow relaxing back massage and slowly worked my way down to massaging her ass also. Did I ever mention that I like... yeah, I think I did.
I had her turn over on her back and place her hands over her head. I secured her wrists together and to the table as well. I then secured her ankles to the bottom corners of the table.
As her legs were spread to the outer sides of the table it was obvious to me that she was already aroused from the amount of moisture that was covering her unshaven mound.
I decided to be as gentle as possible with her and still bring out any tendencies she might have for heavier activities. I started with a large feather which I gently ran along her ribs. She immediately began to giggle and tried to move away from it. Good, a very sensitive area.
Next I moved the tip of the feather to her throat and began moving it in small circles as I slowly moved downward between her breasts. She was wiggling a little but not as frantically as with the ribs; as I moved lower though her movements increased. When I circled her belly button she began to react as I had expected, moving every possible way to get away from that terrible feather.
I continued to stimulate that area until a few screams were mixed in with her hysterical laughter and her breathing became erratic; time to give her a break.
I returned to the lounge area and took a drink of my now warm coke before starting again, this time with her inner thighs. Again she reacted, this gal was super sensitive.
I had found enough sensitive locations that further exploration was not needed. I moved my attention to her cute little nipples, circling each several times as she tried to rise up to get more contact. After several minutes I slowly ran the feather over her right nipple and was rewarded with a high pitched squeal so I did it again, several times until she was twisting and turning as much as her bonds would permit.
I leaned over her and suck on that nip as I ran the feather over the left one. Her movement became almost frantic as I lightly nibbled on the nipple. I soon discovered that the harder I nibbled the more she pushed up towards me.
She was getting too aroused so I took another break to finish the warm coke and gather some other equipment.
When I returned I adjusted the table in a manner that had her legs even more widely spread and raised with her butt actually over the end of the table.
I rolled a small table in place with a pan of warm water and a couple small towels on it as well as a few other items. Yep, I was going remove all that hair. First I trimmed the hair on her mound and pussy as short as possible with a pair of scissors and then lathered the area well and laid a warm, moist towel over it and returned to the feather.
I ran it over her ribs until she was giggling and twisting before I attacked her belly button. She began to twist and jerk in all directions and I had to put the towel back in place twice. Her breath was coming in short pants by this time so I put the feather down.
I removed the towel and began to shave her mound as she started to settle down. When her mound was totally clear I started to do her outer lips. As I pulled the left lip out she moaned softly. As the razor made a path over it she moaned again. By the time I had finished with both lips she had reached a small orgasm and was gently moaning as I wiped the area clean.
It was now time to get serious. I pulled her hood back exposing her clitty and slowly drew the feather over it. She exploded into a full blown orgasm that lasted for over five minutes.
As she slowly returned to reality I bent over her and licked her clitty which set her off again but this time I continued to lick and suck on that little nub until she passed out.
I returned to the lounge area and got a cold coke as I looked around the room. There was still a lot of activity in all areas but the girls seemed to be somewhat subdued for the time being. Raul had removed his wife from the treadmill and was half carrying her to one of the bedrooms.
The two couples who were using the Spanish wheel were still there but the positions had been reversed. The guys were attached to the wheel and the girls were now operating it. They were having a blast as each time one of the guys was inverted one of the girls would suck his cock while the second girl would paddle his ass. Round and round it went.
Sybille began to show signs of waking up so I returned to her and asked if she was okay; she just nodded weakly.
I ran my hands up and down her thighs as she moaned softly. I bent over and licked her clitty a couple times which almost set her off again.
I stood up and slowly began to enter her as I tapped her nipples with a short crop. As my penetration progressed she again moaned repeatedly as she raised her breasts as high as possible for harder contact with the crop.
I began to make long slow strokes as she became increasingly active. She was soon pushing up to meet each thrust. I increased the force of the crop which seemed to create even more action. Within two minutes she screamed as a giant orgasm overwhelmed her completely and then passed out again. This set me off and I came too. I reset the table to being flat again, used the shaving water to do a quick rinse of my equipment and returned to the lounge area to wait for her to recover enough to walk to the shower area.
Pierre and Florence were also in the lounge area; Pierre was looking very satisfied, Florence was still in another world from a long ride on the Sybian horse.
When Pierre noticed my approach he grinned, "I see you are making friends with the island natives."
I nodded, "She was left out of the fun because her boyfriend was in the younger group. I just offered to show her a good time."
He laughed, "It looks like you did, however do you think there will be a problem from her parents?"
"Probably not, they knew what was going to take place but it will likely be tomorrow before we will know. They have retired to one of the bedrooms."
We sat quietly for a few minutes before Sybille began to stir. I returned to her and gently kissed both nipples as she sighed. I began to release her wrists as I asked how she was feeling. She dreamily managed to say, "Wonderful," as she moved her hands to her sides. When I had freed her ankles also I helped her to sit up on the side of the table and sat down beside her until she was a little more attentive.
In the shower we washed each other and she again explored my decorated cock with her fingers and asked if I thought she should get her nipples pierced. I sidestepped the question by saying that it was a decision she had to make.
As we were drying each other I suggested that she had come a long way but there were still other activities that I felt she would enjoy as her experiences continued. She looked at me questioningly but I let the subject drop as we strolled back to the lounge area.
After another coke and a quick smoke, not one of those perfumed French things Pierre seemed to prefer, I said, "It’s time for this old man to get to bed," as I stood up.
Sybille took my hand and asked, "May I spend the night with you, Sir?"
How could I resist such a wonderful offer?