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The Island Ch. 01

Date: 26.06.2009

Keywords: 01, Ch., Island, The,

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Today I was thankful for that.

I made breakfast. Served everyone, as had been my job for the past three mornings. And instead of cleaning up I went to the living room where all had gathered. Bob was sitting and the other guys were milling around him. This time he said, "Lauren" and didn't even correct himself. Before I could object he continued and said told everyone that it looked like it would be months before we would leave. He explained about the waters. The he had seen sharks. And, that we were at least 60 miles from another island with civilization if his theory of where we were correct.

Continuing, he said, "months would be very difficult without female companionship. The men work would suffer from being unhappy and the process might take much longer due to that." It was right about here that he looked up at me and said, "Lauren, I have decided that you will have to be our girl. The slut we'll need so that we can finish our tasks. I know this will be difficult but unfortunately, I see no other way if we ever want to build a boat and sail home"

I stood at him shocked. My face flush. He just smiled and continued. "You can make this easy by accepting your fate or you can be made to serve us by being beaten into it.

There are 5 of us and we are all agreed It is UNANIMOUS! I looked down, shocked and could see him holding the book "HOW TO BE A PERFECT WOMAN". Holding it forward as if to hand it to me. Saying, "take this and learn it well. At first there will be allowances, but later you will be punished should you deviate from what is in here. Learn the walk, the talk, the deference and all will go well. COME TAKE IT NOW!" he commanded.

Nervous and afraid I took the book. He said, "go to your room today and read this book. When you know it Lauren, then come back and report to me. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?"

"Please," I pleaded, "don't make me do this. I'm not a woman. Please." But he answered. "We are unanimous, right men? Lauren will be our little cum cunt from now on? There was a unanimous sound from all five men as I stood there hearing them grunt and say "yes."

"Now go to your room girl," Bob stated.

I walked back to my room with the book in my hand mortified by the whole experience. My mind swirled, I'm to be a woman to five men for months. Sitting on my bed with the book next to me, I tried to escape mentally but every now and then I'd hear Bob knock on my door and say, "you'd better use this time to read that book."

When I finally opened the book, I realize it was not a published book but one individually written. The Forward began with,

If you are reading this book, you have probably noticed that some changes are happening to your body. They are irreversible. However, no matter how much you change, your penis will remain. Smaller and softer, but still there. This book is a beginning and the book "RULES" should be read soon after.

The book continued with statements about the 'perfect woman' being the 'perfect cunt'. Explaining how to put on makeup. How to walk, making your ass sway. Moving it as if inviting a man to use it. To always smile. How to sit. To remember that if a man is looking at your pussy your mind should think about how much you'd like his cum in you.

How to put on nail polish on your fingers and toes. Always to stand straight so your breasts push out. There was a special chapter on "HOW TO CURTSY". This chapter talked about curtsying holding the hem from the front and dipping so that either your panties or pussy are showing as you do it, and to remain smiling throughout. There were pictures numbered 1 thru 5 showing in a black and white drawing the proper way. I felt flush as I looked at them. Just as I looked at the last picture with the girl holding her skirt open and curtsying with her legs splayed out, Bob knocked and said "One more hour. Then come back to the living room Lauren."

I looked down and noticed that my breasts were pushing a bit at the shirt I had on. I wondered what five virile men would want. Finally after awhile I realized it was time for me to go to my fate. To go to where Bob was.

Chapter 3

Frightened, I opened my door and walked to the living room. Bob was sitting there. He said "Hi Lauren." Impulsively I answered, "Hi Bob" and realized even my voice was changing. It was higher in pitch. "You've read the book, right?" I nodded yes. "So you're a cunt now. Right?"

I didn't answer but Bob continued and said, "I can see your nipples poking out just like every cunt." I saw him pick up the other book titled "RULES" and said, "when you wake up tomorrow read it. Also the other door in your room will be open. You will understand what to do then. Now answer "yes Sir" and turn and show me a little of what you have learned. I could tell by his voice he meant I'd better do it.

As I turned I said "Yes Sir." Bob said stop when I was half turned, my ass facing him. I stopped. He slapped my ass and said, "Lauren you have a sweet ass. Don't forget your manners to say Thank you Sir" As I felt my penis hanging in my pants I heard myself say "Thank you Sir."

"Bring that ass over here," he said, "I want to feel it. If I like what I feel, I may want to stick my dick in." Turning around, my body quivering, I noticed he was holding a paddle. There were several paddles, I hadn't noticed before. He was holding his. It was just he and I. He was much bigger and stronger. The other men, where were they? Then I remembered I'm on an island. "Come here Lauren," he said a little softer. I walked closer. He patted his knee, "turn and sit here". As I started to sit on his knee he continued, "Lauren," he put his arm around the lower part of my waist rubbing my asscheek. I sat gingerly. "When I cum, I like to shoot a big load in my girls." My mind swirled again, "his girls," it spun. "As the book of "RULES" will teach you much, remember to thank me for my cum and not to wipe it away or anything else without permission. Don't swallow. Don't even close your mouth till you have permission. And be sure to make me feel you are happy with my load in you. Ok?" As he finished he slapped me gently. Then took my hand as I said I understood and brought it to his crotch.

My hand felt his cock through his soft warm up pants. It felt BIG. "Learn to like it Lauren. With this group of men you'll be getting 15 to 30 loads of cum a day."

His cock started to get bigger as he held my hand there and then said, "from now on, your ass is a cunt and your penis a clit. So I ask is your cunt ready for a load?"

I trembled and he just said, "I take that to mean yes. Take off your pants and throw them in the fire." He spanked me once for a reminder. My ass burning, I got up and removed my pants. It was then, I remembered embarrassingly that I had no underwear. As the pants went into the fire he said, "you won't need those anymore." I wondered what I would wear. My eyes were down as his hand touched my ass and glided me to turn. "You have a nice clit Lauren. And, I'm glad your pussy is shaved."

Then he touched me there. Rubbing me the way I rubbed many clits before. Palming my penis like a clit. Pinching it. "Now take your shirt off and throw it in the fire." Without even a remark, I did as he said. He played with my p- clit he said, "you have nice nipples and a nice clit for a girl. You're auburn hair and hazel eyes make you very pretty." And then he put a finger around my asshole/pussy. "Do you think I can fill it in one load," he asked? I trembled uncontrollably and heard him continue, " well we might as well try."

Suddenly I felt him rubbing some greasy stuff at my a-pussy as he had me hold his cock with my right hand. "Now lauren take my cock out and suck it hard as I lube your cunt. While you're sucking it, I want you to think of it pushing in your cunt. Running up and down. In and out. Wondering how much cum does a man like me shoot."

"Shssss, don't say anything. Don't protest. Just do it." His cock was in my hand and I felt him lower my head with his other hand. "You'll become a great cock sucker," he sighed as he pushed his finger into my a-pussy.

"Ohhhh," I moaned. "Yes but remember to moan with want," he admonished. My sigh had been one of feeling violated. Then his cock was touching my lips. Rubbing them open. The scent in my nose, my saliva coating his prick as his hand held my head in place. He said, "don't talk. Be a good little cunt and do your job and things around here will be great." Then he laughed a bit. His cock filled my mouth. His finger filled my a-pussy.

"Yes you are quite a slut," he said. But now it's time to pop your cherry. "Now when my cock comes out of your mouth, I want you to stand up and ask me to fuck your virgin cunt. Ask me to fill it with my cum." And then he slapped my ass hard with the paddle and pushed my head up off his rock hard penis. "Now," he said, "ask."

As I stood up he reinserted his finger in my a-pussy. Standing, naked, his finger in me. My lips tasting of him. His cock staring me in my face. And another whack of the paddle, my high voice asked, "Would you like to fuck my little virgin a-pussy?"

WHACK! "Don't forget Sir," he reminded. "Repeat the whole thing."

Trembling in front of him I asked again, "Would you like to fuck my little virgin a-pussy and fill it up with your cum Sir?"

As I stood there, he then asked, "What do the rest of you men think? She is asking. I should oblige don't your think?" And then I knew that the other men were there also. They had heard me. They now knew. They all said, "how nice to have a girl like lauren here who likes to suck cock. Bob I think she needs to be satisfied."

"Do you lauren?" Bob asked.

Ashamed, I nodded "yes" and after another hard WHACK said "Yes SIR."

"Now don't look back at the men, lauren. Just put that virgin hole on my cock and suck it with your cunt until it fills you with my cum. Understand?"
"Ma"am?"

"You may not be aware of it but my husband is on the city council and part of Michigan"s democratic fund raising efforts.

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