Part 1: Interview
The story begins as a beautiful lady named Ally enters
a very posh restaurant in Los Angeles. She is answering
an ad she had seen in a personal column in one of
the lesser known newspapers that usually carry some of
the more kinky personal ads. The ad read, "In need of a
female subject for long term training program on my
private island. Subject must be natural blonde, slim figure,
and nicely endowed. Subject must be drug and disease
free and non-smoker. S&M, B&D are involved. Subject
must be willing to stay on island for extended period of
time....."
*******
The number was an answering machine. She felt quite
apprehensive about the whole affair at first, what with all
the crime in big cities. But she figured that a criminal
wouldn't say that the activity was on his private island. She
surmised it was for real. So she called. The message
said to wait by the phone and a reply would come in about
2 hours. Sure enough the call came. She was told to ask
for a Mr. Alexander Davis at the Chateau Bleau
Restaurant, a new and very high class place she had
heard rave reviews about.
The occasion would be formal and she was to dress
appropriately. She contemplated how much this Mr.
Alexander would need to examine of her. She decided
that he might want to see her naked or at least partially
unclothed so she kept her outfit simple but sharp. First the
bra would be black lace, followed by a pair of black lace
panties to match. The pink of her nipples could just barely
be seen through the lace and the blonde bush provided a
very pleasant contrast to the harshness of the black
panties. Yes, that would do nicely. At this point she applied
a bit of rouge to her cheeks, and a dark red lipstick which
together added a very nice touch of color to her face. She
looked in the mirror and decided her eyes needed a
bit of work. She gently brushed a small amount of
mascara to build her lashes and added a bit of dark grey
eye shadow to make her eyes look mysterious and lovely.
Next she got out her last pair of black stockings and put
them on, along with a garter belt to hold them in place
against her luscious thighs. Her blouse buttoned in front
and was of a black silk. She allowed as much cleavage to
show as she dared. The skirt was of a grey tweed that
covered her to just above the knees. She put on a pair
of 5 inch spikes and as a final touch added a bit of jewelry,
a nice pair of gold pendant earrings and a ring or two, a
bracelet, and a gold chain necklace. Ally added a bit of
perfume here and there and took one final look in the
mirror.
"Knock em dead!" she heard herself say.
Ally was Allison Medina, a free-lance journalist who
had a fair amount of success getting a few magazine
articles published, just enough to live on. She was
24 years old, long blonde hair, and well proportioned. She
was 5' 8" tall and weighed 125 lbs. She had a body that
would make any high priced model jealous. Her blonde
hair came half way down her back and was full bodied.
She came from a very strict Catholic family. Her father
passed away only 3 years ago from lung cancer. She
watched him suffer for a long time and it took a
large toll on her as she could do little to ease his pain.
She did give up smoking shortly after his death. She really
never enjoyed it that much anyway. It was just a way to
take the edge off a rough day. Her mother was a classic
German family matriarch, dominating her life and making
her into a very respectable woman. She owed much to
her. She had one sister, Janet, just 2 years younger than
her who had married when she was 16 and had given birth
to twins girls at the age of 17.
Then just five weeks ago tragedy struck. It was a rainy
night on a well traveled stretch of the L.A. Expressway.
Janet and her husband Frank had taken her mother, and
the twins to a Disneyland. On the way back, a tractor
trailer carrying a load of propane jackknifed just as it was
entering a tunnel, the same tunnel that the van carrying
Janet and her family were in. The whole thing blew sky
high and killed them and twenty-six other people. She
had no one to turn to. No friends to lean on, no lover, no
boyfriend. She was alone, trying to survive and not doing
a very good job at it. Maybe this was her way out of her
misery.
She further contemplated the meeting. Ally admitted to
herself that she was a bit anxious. No, she was scared to
death. As she entered the restaurant she felt a sense of
foreboding. She feared going through with this meeting.
But she felt something inside spurring her on. It was fear,
curiosity, passion, and several other emotions all rolled up
into one incredible rush. She was reminded of the
daredevil and why they did what they did. As they longed
for that feeling of ultimate fear and ecstasy just a split
second before they cheat death one more time, so Allison
Medina walked into the jaws of the unknown to meet her
fate. She wanted the unknown.
*****
As Ally approached the entrance to the dining room
she felt the anxiety balling up in her abdomen. Upon
entering the dining room she almost turned right around
and left. But something inside said that she must go on.
Finally she found herself standing next to the maitre'd.
"May I help madam?" he said with a wide smile.
"Yes," she beamed back, "I was told to meet a Mr.
Alexander Davis. Has he arrived yet?".
"The fact is Miss...?" the maitre'd said.
"Medina, Allison Medina," she said with a smile. She
always liked being treated 'with airs', as her mother used to say.
"The fact is, Miss Medina, Mr. Davis has been here
since early this afternoon. You see he owns this
establishment."
"Oh my, I had no idea!" she exclaimed.
"Mr. Davis is currently in the executive dining room.
Would you please come with me Miss Medina? BY THE WAY,
you may call me Andre if you wish."
"Thank you Andre. Please lead the way."
She was led through an exquisitely decorated dining
room. The room was carpeted with a short pile rug which
partially muffled the sounds of her heels. The walls were
decorated with fine paintings and sculptures of various
designs. As Ally passed one of the paintings she couldn't
help noticing the signature, Picasso! These couldn't be
real, could they?
People from only the highest standing dined here.
There were even a few celebrities scattered through the
room. She tapped Andre on the shoulder. "Isn't
that Don Johnson over there with his wife? It is!" she
squealed. "Do you think he'd mind if I got an autograph?"
Andre looked annoyed. The expression said it all and
was punctuated by a small but firm shake of the head.
"Oh well, perhaps some other time," she lamented.
She was led into a long corridor that ended at a 'T'. As
they entered the hallway the carpet was replaced by a
parquet floor. The heels made a delicious sound on the
parquet and it aroused her senses. However these
senses were a distraction from the task at hand,
controlling her fear. She almost let that wave of fear
overcome her when the turned right at the 'T' and came to
a huge pair of ornately carved wooded doors.
Andre opened both doors and announced Ally's arrival.
There was no going back now. Ally stepped forward into
the room. She was immediately impressed by the size of
the room. It was some eighty feet long and twenty
feet wide with a forty foot long series of heavy oak tables
down it's center. Chairs were lined up along the walls as
well as the sides of the tables. At the very far end of the
tables was one large chair almost like a throne. There
was a single door at the far end to the left of center and
Ally assumed this to be a closet. She was correct. The
double doors she had just entered were the only way in
(and the only way out, she thought).
The fear began anew. Again it was quenched by a tall,
handsome man who proffered his hand as he greeted
Ally.
"Miss Medina? Hi, I'm Alexander Davis. Please come
in."
"Allison Medina, glad to meet you," she said.
That statement from her was more than just common
courtesy. She really was glad to meet him. Before her
stood a six foot, four inch specimen of the perfect male
body. It was all she could do to keep her eyes from
popping out of her head!
Alexander Davis was a tall, handsome man about six
foot four, well built. He possessed sandy brown hair,
obviously sun bleached, perhaps from the island
climate Ally thought. His complexion was nicely tanned
from head to toe. He was wearing a three piece business
suit. The vest and jacket were of fine blue- grey silk and
contrasted well with his tanned features. Ally wondered if
he had tan lines.
Davis wasn't exactly having an easy time of it either.
He stared for the longest time at Ally. From head to toe
she was exquisite. His eyes focused on her heels. My
they looked nice. He always had a thing for heels. It
really turned him on.
Ally entered the room and followed Alexander to the
far end of the room. She then noticed two more people in
the room, a man and a woman. The man was standing
near the large chair at the end of the table. The woman
was seated on the far side of the table at the very end.
She had a few stacks of papers just to her left arranged
neatly on the table.
As they reached the end of the table Andre spoke.
"Will you be ordering dinner sir?" he said.
"Miss Medina, would you like a nice dinner, my treat?"
"Actually I'm not very hungry at the moment. The
situation has made me a bit nervous and I've kind of lost
my appetite."
"I can understand your nervousness. Let me assure
you that at any time you wish, you may walk out of here,
no questions asked. No one will stop you. Does that
help any?"
Ally pondered the statement for a moment. "Yes it
does help a bit"
"But not that much. I understand. Since you are not
hungry at the moment perhaps I can offer you a drink?
We have an excellent wine cellar. Andre, bring us a bottle
of Chablis. You choose..."
"No, please. Ahh... alcohol doesn't appeal to me at the
moment. Could I just have a glass of ice water. My throat
is terribly dry."
"Sure, no problem. Andre, bring a pitcher of ice water.
We can save the wine for another time," Alexander said.
As Andre left the room Alexander introduce the other
two people.
"This is Felix. Felix is my right hand man. He consults
me on almost every matter that comes up regarding the
island. I like to think of him as the guy who keeps me
from making an ass out of myself," Alexander said with a
big laugh.
"Sometimes you succeed in making an ass out of
yourself anyway. I can't perform miracles!" said Felix as
he gave Alexander a comical stare.
Felix was about five feet, four inches tall and very
muscular. He was semi balding and about 30 years of
age. He wore a grey business suit that didn't fit very
well. He was not all that handsome and carried a little bit
of a paunch up front.
"And this is Susan. Susan is my expert in recruitment
and will assist in the matter at hand."
Susan smiled at this through lovely dark red lips. She
remained seated and said nothing. Susan was five foot,
nine inches tall with jet black hair. Other than the
lipstick, she wore very little makeup, the small amount of
rouge on her cheeks being the most distinguishing color.
She wore a bright red, silk blouse and no jewelry except for
a pair of small gold earrings. Ally couldn't see below the
table so didn't know that Susan was wearing a pair of
black six inch spiked heel boots that came up to just below
the knee and was also clad in a mid length black leather skirt. Ally
didn't know this woman very well but she sensed that she
was the greatest threat to her well being. She couldn't be
more correct.
"Please have a seat." Alexander pointed to the chair
at the end of the table directly opposite Susan.
At that moment Andre returned with the water. He
immediately poured a glass for Ally, then looked around to
see if anyone else would like a glass. Alexander signaled
for a glass. Susan and Felix declined. Andre pours a
glass and gives it to Alexander.
"Will you be needing me anymore sir?" Andre asks.
"No, and thank you Andre," says Alexander.
Andre leaves the room and closes the double doors.
At that moment Felix heads towards the doors and stands
guard, so to speak. Ally looks at Alexander with concern in
her eyes.
"Felix will simply stop anyone from coming in. The
offer is still good. If you wish to leave you still may. No
one will stop you."
"A toast. To the pursuit of happiness!" Alexander
states, offering his glass in tribute.
"To the pursuit of happiness!" Ally repeats with a big
laugh as she gently clink glasses with Alexander's. They
both take a long swallow of the ice water. It tastes
wonderful. Alexander is laughing as well.
"Feel better now?" asks Alexander.
"Quite!" A huge grin has emerged across Ally's face
and she finally feels at ease.
"Then let's begin. As I said, my name is Alexander
Davis. I own this hotel as well as 12 others in various
cities in the U.S. I also have a few more abroad in several
English speaking countries. I was raised by strict parents
who died along with my four brothers in a plane crash
when I was 17. I am now 28. The lawsuit victory and
insurance settlement from the crash provided me with the
initial capital of 5 million dollars, which I put into some very
wise investments. When I was 22, the stock market took a big tumble.
But I had taken many wise investments, called
trading short, that actually pay off when stocks go down.
This made me a very rich man. My two and a half million
dollars in investments turned into one and a half billion
overnight! Now over the last six years I've accumulated
an even greater amount of wealth. To be honest with you
I don't know how much I'm worth. Perhaps eight billion,
maybe more."
Susan spoke, "I believe it's closer to 12 billion Al."
"Thank you Susan, 12 billion. And since when did we
get so personal?" He rebuffed Susan.
Susan immediately lowered her eyes to the table and
said, "Sorry sir. I lost my composure for a moment."
"Susan, I forgive you. Now let me continue."
"Now where was I? Oh, yes. I guess I have 12 billion
in various businesses throughout the world."
"When I first got the money, many investment brokers
recommended real estate. I purchased several pieces of
property and did quite well. One of the properties I
purchased was an Island about 300 miles off the coast of
Los Angeles. My tastes
being of the sexual dominance ticket, I began looking
up ways to fulfill my fantasies. I read Anne Rice's Beauty
series, and her book Exit to Eden. Also I used various
computer networks to gather additional ideas. The mind control
aspect was picked up from the book 'Story of O' by
Pauline Reage. It was from all these sources that I created
my own version of 'Fantasy Island'".
On this island are two villages and one palace. Of
course I reside in the palace. In one village only women
are slaves. In the other only men are slaves. In the
palace there is a mixture of both. Also the palace is where
the initiation and training takes place. Only experienced
slaves are sent to the villages. We currently have over
two thousand inhabitants approximately twelve hundred of
which are slaves".
Upon hearing the talk of slaves Ally's fears
re-emerged, but so did that same desire for the rush of the
danger.
"Let me get this straight. The ad is for sex slaves?
You want me to become a sex slave?" Ally seemed
astonished. She realized that she shouldn't have been.
Perhaps it was just her mind's last ditch effort to prevent
Ally from giving into her desires. Ally had read the ad. It
was clear as day and she knew it even before she set foot
into the restaurant that the ad was for sex slaves.
"You seem surprised at what's expected. Let me begin
formally in the manner in which I originally planned this
meeting. Susan, if you please," he said.
Upon this note Susan relaxed and took a few sheets
off the papers that were on the table. She handed identical
copies to Alexander. It was a checklist of sorts. Alexander
took out two pens handing one to Susan.
"Before we begin let me preface this meeting with the
following statement," he said as he looked directly at Ally.
"Everything that is presented to you will be as truthful and
as up front as we can possibly be. Should you accept the
offer we present you will know everything up front. We will
attempt to hide nothing. Understand?"
"Yes," she said in almost a whisper.
"Of course, we cannot provide every detail of the activities
that take place on the island, but we will do our very best to provide
an example of what island life is like. Before you leave, assuming
you permit it, we will demonstrate as much as we can as to the
lifestyle you will partake in should you be acceptable. Understand?"
"I understand," she said.
"Good. But be forewarned that the descriptions of
what takes place, what you need to do, or what will be
done to you could be quite graphic and probably quite
upsetting. Are you sure you can take it?" Alex asked.
"Yes," Ally was visibly shaking now. Alexander saw it.
"Ally, your shaking like a leaf. Take a sip of water and
take a deep breath," ordered Alex.
She did this and the shaking stopped. She took a
second deep breath and in an apologetic manner spoke,
"I'm sorry. I guess I lost my composure too."
Susan smiled.
Alex spoke again consoling her. "Hey, your allowed,
OK? What the ad is offering is a very unusual situation.
This is one hundred percent voluntary. And don't worry
about me not filling the position either. There are millions
who would give their eye teeth for this opportunity. Now,
do you wish to end this meeting and leave or do you
want to hear more? I need to know now or we'd both be
wasting our time going any further."
Ally was being mentally torn in two by the desire to
escape and the longing for the adventure should she
continue. In reality she only hesitated for a moment, but for
her the debate in her mind seemed to continue on for
hours. What would be expected of her?. She'd read all the
books Alexander had mentioned and had a good idea that
she would be abused, humiliated and tortured. But these
thoughts began to take on a different meaning as the
debate continued. She feared but could not run. The
desire for the passion was too great. Ally pulled a large
pitcher of willpower from her most secret vaults within her
mind. "I'll stay!" Upon saying this Ally sat up with
conviction. She had backbone and willpower and she
wanted to display it. She wasn't a slave yet and she might
as well use up the last vestiges of backbone and willpower
she had left. Before long she decided that willpower would
be as worthless as a three-dollar bill.
"Excellent Ally. I believe you've conquered that last bit
of anxiety. Now let us continue...."
"I have here a copy of the ad that you responded to. I
will now read it aloud."
"In need of a female subject for long term training
program on my private island. Subject must be natural
blonde, slim figure, and nicely endowed. Subject must be
drug and disease free and non-smoker. S&M, B&D are
involved. Subject must be willing to stay on island for
extended period of time...."
"Ally, I am now going to ask you many questions. If we
cannot resolve each question I will in all likelihood reject
you for admittance. Should you refuse to answer even
one question you will be rejected. Many questions will
involve your personal life and very private matters.
Regardless you must answer them as truthfully as
possible, no matter how humiliating or upsetting the
answer may be. Understand?"
"Yes, OK."
"Now first an easy question. Are you a natural blonde?"
he asked.
"Yes."
"Excellent. Have you ever used illegal drugs? There
are no drugs on the island. A drug user would end up in
withdrawal in a day," he warned her.
"I don't use drugs, don't drink, and don't smoke. That
should cover all the bases there, right?" Ally was a little
miffed at first but realized Alex was really only looking
out for both their interests. She let him go on.
"OK, good. Now a bit tougher one. Do you have any
sexually transmittable diseases? And have you ever been
examined for them?"
"Oh boy!" she gasped. " I have never been
examined".
"Then you don't know!"
"Mr. Davis. I can personally guarantee I'm clean. I've
never used drugs, and I've never had a transfusion. So I'm
clean, OK!", Ally says in an extremely agitated manner.
"Uh....Ohhhhh," Susan blurts out.
"What.......What am I missing?" Alex says in a very
confused manner. First he looks at Susan. Then he looks
at Ally. Then Susan, then Ally....
Susan speaks up next. "Sir, if I may?" He nods still not
grasping the situation. "Ally dear, please answer this
question. How long has it been since you had a man?"
Ally shuffles in her seat.
"Ahh........Well....Um...I kinda never.....," she blurts out
embarrassingly.
"Augh.....For crying out loud. Are you trying to tell me
your a virgin?!!! Remember our deal, up front and
truthful!". Alex is a wee bit upset. Virgins are not in the
game plan.
"I'm sorry. I was raised by a very strict mother. She
kept me from the local boys all her life. Is this going to be a
problem?" Ally was visibly concerned. She knew what
was coming.
Alex spoke in a very official tone. "I'm sorry Ally. This
isn't going to work at all. We have a strict rule about
virgins. You simply don't have enough experience to
make what we call an informed decision. You see, I can
explain all the things that will be done to you but that
would never even come close to what the experience
would actually feel... like. Unless you have that
experience you can't make a decision based on what sex
is like. I'm sorry."
"Alex, your full of it!" Ally said with anger as her voice
began to crack. Soon the tears would overcome her. She
had to continue, to fight for her right. Holding back the
tears as best as she could, she swallowed hard and went
on. "No one except those people on that island of yours
could know what it feels like to be a slave or master on
that island of yours. A few jumps in bed with someone isn't
going to give anyone enough experience to make a bit of
difference when it's compared with what might go on on
that island! Please, don't turn me away!"
The tears were really streaming now. Alex pulled out
his handkerchief and pushed it to Ally. If Alex had one
weak spot it was a woman crying. But he had to draw the
line somewhere. He couldn't take in a virgin. And
besides, who ever heard of a woman who looks like her
and is 24 years old.... Of course it would be easy to
find.... No, she's telling the truth.
Susan broke the ice as Ally wiped her red swollen
eyes. "She's right you know. She really doesn't know
what's involved and what these experiences will feel like,
but most of our slaves were in similar predicaments. They
just didn't know what it feels like until they landed on the
island! No one could until the are on the island."
Ally saw her chance. She could see through the tears
that Alex was in a real dilemma. She knew he was playing
by rules that made no sense. He had a willing subject. All
he had to do was have an excuse.
"Please, don't end this. I'll do anything for your. I... I...
I'll grovel, I... I... I'll obey. I'll do anything! Please!". Ally
was really crying. Her voice was hoarse and her eyes
were bright red.
"I'm sorry Ally, I can't", he said with great
disappointment in his voice. "Felix, please take Ally
home."
"NNNNNNOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!........
PLEAAAAAAAASSSSEEEEE.... I've got nowhere else to
goooooo........," Ally balled. She was now breathing
heavily, hyperventilating. She was weak from all the
emotion leaking out of her.
"Look, I came from a strict family too. Ally, look at
me." She looked up. "Now listen. I'll have Felix drive you
home and we can get your family to....."
Just then Ally's face twisted into a grotesque figure.
The mascara was running with the tears as they came
down in full force. Her balling was coming between
labored breaths. If someone didn't do something she
would probably faint. Alex took her in his huge arms and
held her tight. She returned the favor and wrapped her
arms around his. She buried her face in his jacket as he
did his best to comfort her.
"What did I say?!!!!" Alex asked Ally.
Ally's breathing was slowing. She was regaining
control. Good. Now she would listen. Alex pushed her
ever so slightly away from him and looked directly in her
eyes as he repeated, "Ally, tell me. What did I say that
hurt you.".
Ally took a hard swallow. Alex took that as a queue.
He picked up Ally's half full glass of ice water and held it to
her lips. She thanked him. She took a deep breath and
gathered up a tiny bit of strength, just enough to make one
last stand and clear the air.
"Alex, you don't understand. My parents are dead.
Didn't you read the newspaper? I really do have no one
left. My mother, sister, her husband and her twin girls.
They're all gone! I need to be taken away from all this.
Please...."
Memories dating back many years resurfaced in Alex's mind. The
police coming to the door, the priest visiting him day after day,
greedy lawyers giving him fairy tales of how rich he could become; they
all came back to him. But the most vivid memory was of the caskets
being lowered into the graves. "That's my family!" he remembered a
seventeen year old boy saying to the priest. "Who's going to take
care of me now?" he asked the father. "Sometimes, my son, God places
challenges before us to make us stronger. He has placed a tremendous
challenge before you. If you're strong, you will find an answer."
It was then and there that Alex realized he was on his own. He
took command of his own life. The investments were his idea. He did
the research on the stocks. He made the decisions and took full
responsibility for the decisions. But most of all he still missed
his parents. He couldn't console every person that lost their parents,
but Ally could be helped. It was their common thread.
"That wasn't in the report!" Alex said. "When did this
happen?" he said to Ally.
"A month ago. What report? What are you talking
about?" Ally seemed confused.
"You see, to expedite matters we use your phone
number with a special database that one of my companies
has to investigate criminal and civil activities. I'm sorry but
we have to protect ourselves."
Alex knew he was in trouble now. He had a crying girl
in his arms begging for domination, and now she had a
hook into the softest flesh he had. His heart. He
could never resist a damsel in distress. But still this had to
be hashed out with Susan and Felix.
He released Ally as he said, "Ally, wait here."
Ally did as she was told just sitting still. Something
was wrong, or was something right? She'd find out
shortly.
Alex went over to a chair near the corner of the room
farthest from the double doors and placed the chair facing
the near wall, directly away from the double doors. He
gestured for Ally to come near. He kissed her on the
forehead and told her to sit down. "Just stay here, Ally.
The three of us have to talk in private," he said.
With this he took up a brisk pace to the far end of the
room. As he passed Susan, she rose and followed him.
"I'm gonna take her. I'll probably hate myself but I gotta
take her," Alex said.
Everyone had a stern look on their face.
Felix spoke. "Why? So she has no friends or family.
Let's just give her a little money and she can find friends.
A body like that! And mom ain't around anymore to keep
her locked up. She's free to date now. Admittedly a bit
late on the learning curve but with a body like that she
won't have any problems."
Now it was Susan's turn. "Excuse me for saying so sir
but Felix is a pig. Here's a young girl in emotional distress
like none of us have ever known. Sorry sir, I didn't mean
you. Give the girl money! She'll go buy a .357 magnum
and splatter her pretty brains all over some wall."
"Now who's being the pig Susan?" Felix retaliated.
"Anyway, she's willing, she's got no ties to job or
family. And the virginity thing is just a bunch of crap. I say
let's continue with the interrogation, describe everything in
graphic detail as we always have and let her make the
final decision. The description of what's involved will
probably scare her away anyhow," Susan argued.
"So what do you say Felix? Is Susan right?" Alex
said.
Felix's face quickly showed a grimace that slowly
melted into a smile. "Lady, I'd love to argue with you, but
your absolutely correct. I see no reason to turn her down."
"Great, It looks like the two of us will have another
pupil soon. Ha Susan. Let's go tell the little thing the good
news, shall we?."
Felix returned to the doors as Susan and Alex
approached Ally.
"Ally, we can continue. But first I want you to go with
Susan to the powder room and get cleaned up. Your face
is a mess. I want you to have complete control of your
senses when we continue the interrogation. OK?"
Ally looked at Alex with a face showing wanting and
desire. Alex craned his neck down to kiss her lips but then
pulled away. "No, just as you need your head clear and
composed, I need to be in control of my faculties as well.
Later perhaps." Ally looked hurt but understood. If
something else should come up that was reason for her
dismissal, a clear head might make him reason out the
problem and avoid the rejection.
Susan rose as she said, " Come along dear." Ally
walked over to Susan who promptly took her hand. They
walked out together to the powder room. As Ally cleaned
up her face with a bit of soap and water, Susan took out a
few makeup items since Ally's makeup was all but gone.
"Let me see dear. Your eye shadow and mascara are all
but gone. And the lipstick is all smeared, probably when
you buried your face in his shoulder. The rouge is gone as
well. Here let's fix you up nice and pretty. A pretty girl's a
happy girl, right?"
"Yeah, but you do it. My hands are still shaking.
"That's OK. I'll take care of you."
First Susan applied the lipstick. It was the same color
that she wore. A very dark red. Susan's skills with
makeup were very good. Alex liked lips to appear thin
and sensuous. Susan did a fine job there. Next she
applied the eye shadow, this time with a dark brown with
a tint of red in it. Susan applies the mascara only a bit
heavier than what Ally did. And finally a burnt umber
rough to help frame the face.
"Now little girl don't mess up my make-over or I'll be
very angry with you. No more tears, OK?"
"OK."
Ally goes over to the mirror and takes a look at the job
Susan has done. She sees a smiling, lovely blonde haired
girl staring back at her. "You do beautiful work Susan,"
Ally said.
"I can only enhance what is already there. Your
features make it easy for me. Are you composed and in
control to continue the interrogation? Is your head clear
yet?"
"Yes, let's go. I'm certain I can handle it now."
"Don't be so sure. It's going to get much worse. You'll
see."
They walked back to the conference room and the took
their positions as before.
Alex began. "Are you OK now? Do you have
complete control of your senses, Ally?"
"Yes, go ahead. I can handle it."
"Good. Now this part of the interrogation will involve
simple yes and no answers for the most part. Several of
the questions will be very personal and graphic, but you
have to be told up front, OK?"
"Yeah, go ahead," Ally said with confidence. She
even managed to sit up a bit more straight and felt much
more confident.
Susan and Alex took up their pens and checked off the
topics that were inappropriate due to Ally being a virgin.
Alex led the way.
"Let's begin then," said Alex
"Question 1."
"Do you know what the terms bondage and discipline
mean?"
"Yes."
"Question 2."
"Will you allow yourself to be tied and bound as
anyone desires, regardless of the misery you are put
through?"
"Yes."
"Question 3."
"Will you allow yourself to be struck with a paddle or a
whip as your master or mistress so deems?"
"Ye... Yes."
"Ally, you hesitated on that answer. Do you have a
problem with it?" Alex said.
"I'm afraid someone might get carried away and hurt
me real bad or something."
"My promise, no permanent damage will be done to
you. We have over twelve hundred slaves and none have
ever been intentionally harmed. OK? Do you still have a
problem with being whipped or paddled?"
Ally looked Alex straight in the eye. "No, I have
absolutely no problem with it."
"Good Ally. I can see you have firm control of your
faculties. Let us proceed."
"Question 4."
"A woman has three opening that can be used for
sexual pleasure. Will you allow your sex to be entered?"
"Yes."
"Question 5."
"Will you allow your mouth to be entered?"
"Yes."
'Question 6."
"Will you allow your anus to be entered?
"Yes."
"Question 7."
"Will you allow a phallus to be inserted into all three
openings? (I told you it would get graphic!)."
"Yes," Ally said.
"Question 8."
"Have you ever read any erotic stories?"
"Yes."
"Which ones?"
"All the Anne Rice Beauty novels, and Exit to Eden.
Never could find any Marquis De Sade stuff though.
Looked for months", she said.
"How long has it been since you finished these
books?"
"I finished the last book, Exit to Eden about three
months ago," Ally said.
"Question 9."
"Is there anything you wouldn't do in those books?
"Yes."
"What is that?" Alex asked. He worried. If she
couldn't do everything in those books then she would be
rejected. He prayed they could work it out.
"I don't think I could be a mistress. I couldn't be that
cruel," Ally said.
"Susan is a mistress, in fact she will be your mistress.
Has she been cruel to you? Of course not. Remember
everyone that lands on the island does so because they
want to and they have all the facts up front as you are
receiving them. Cruelty is when the slave is subjected to
things it does not agree to. Can I convince you to change
your mind on this?"
"Yes, OK."
"Good."
"Question 10, then."
"Will you allow the use of nipple clamps? And will you
allow your nipples to be pulled and tormented as we see
fit? I'll assume you know what they are since you read
Beauty."
"Yes."
"Question 11."
Will you allow yourself to be displayed in public naked
and decorated with any objects your master or mistress
desires?"
"Yes."
"Question 12."
"Will you crawl on your hands and knees for your
captor?"
"Yes."
"Question 13."
"Will you allow your head to be locked in a padded box
unable to hear see or smell anything?"
"Yes."
"Question 14.
"Will you allow yourself to be hung by your arms or
legs?"
"Yes.
"Question 15.
"The final question and the most important. We need
to take many measurements of your body Ally, especially
your orifices. We need to measure your sex and backside
for diameter and your mouth for depth. We also need to
measure your feet for shoe size and for the maximum size
heel you can wear. Accept all this and demonstrate
your submission by allowing me to plug all three openings
once your orifices are fitted and all your tasks at this
interview will be complete.", Alex explained.
"Ally, do you accept? This is your chance to
demonstrate that your really want to be a slave." Alex
waited and prayed she would accept.
Ally pondered the statement for a moment. "This was it
girl," she was thinking to herself. Do it or spend the rest of
your life alone. But she couldn't form the word. She
started to shiver.
At once Susan rose from the table and put her hands
on Ally's shoulders. "Calm down Ally, and get control of
yourself. Take another sip of water. That's it. OK. Good.
Now Ally, I want you to look deep into your heart. Tell
me what you want more than anything in the world."
Ally looked deep into her heart. Her heart would rule
her. She looked into that place where she always found
strength. She straightened up in the seat and said in a
slightly quivering voice, "I want my mother. I want her
strength, her resolve, and most of all her love and
attention. But now she's gone and I have no one to turn
to." Ally thought for a moment then in a confident and
steady voice said, "Or do I? I accept all that you ask of
me. You may measure me and plug me and I shall be
your totally obedient slave, forever, if you so desire."
"And we shall tend to you with love and attention like
no other slave ever has," proclaimed Susan as she gave
Ally a big hug.
"Yes you did quite well. Now before you are fitted I
wish to inform you of the method by which you will go to
the island and the preparations that need to be made.
Today is Thursday. On Sunday at noon I will pick you up
and take you to my yacht. I will arrange for all your
belongings to be kept safe and all your bills will be paid by
my organization. I need the name of your bank. I will, with
your power of attorney, place all your fund plus the
sum of $10,000 into a trust fund. This money will be yours
should you ever leave the island. One of my financial
services will maintain and reinvest the interest. You
need not pack anything. Do you have a strapless two
piece bikini?"
"No, I don't. Sorry."
Alex pulls ten twenties from his wallet. "Buy one, and
a pair of red six inch heels. He tells her where she can
purchase them in L.A. At noon on Sunday you will
be picked up by myself. We should reach my 150 foot
yacht, the 'Pursuit of Happiness' by 1:00 PM. You will be
taken to a specially prepared cabin. There you will be
given a pill that you must swallow. It is a extremely
powerful laxative and will purge all solid waste from your
system in about six hours. Every hour I will enter your
cabin and ask if you wish to continue. You may say no
up till 12:01 A.M. Monday morning. After that point you will
be committed and will have no say in what happens to
you. Back to the laxative, when I enter you will be
made to drink 8 oz. of water up until 4 PM. After that time
you will not be allowed to take anything by mouth. The
ship will depart at 4 PM. The trip will last 16 hours. As
you may have noticed the halfway point of the trip is at
midnight. After that you are a slave. Understand so far?"
"Yes I have no problem so far. Just lead and I will
follow."
"Excellent. As I said the ship sails at 4 PM. At that
point into the trip your bikini will be taken from you. A
thick collar will be place around your neck and the buckle
will be secured with a bolt which is only accessible by
special wrench. Your wrists will be likewise adorned. We
will then attach them to the sides of the collar so as to train
you to where to keep your hands. Your lips will be spread
wide and a custom made combination phallus and bit will
enter your mouth. We will measure for this device shortly.
You will be made to kneel in front of a mirror rising only to
use the toilet. I may change this treatment slightly. Can
you accept all this?"
"Yes. A thousand times yes." At that point Ally sprung
from her chair and dropped to her knees. She bent down
and kissed her master's and mistress's feet.
Part 2 The Fitting
Ally sits there at the large table and takes a deep breath.
How much time has passed during this inquisition? She has lost
all sense of time. It is then that she notices a wall clock above
the double doors. 4 PM, she realizes she's been here for three
hours. Where did all the time go! The saying "Time flies when
your having fun," came to her mind. Was that what this was,
fun? Perhaps, for even after all the arguing, pleading, and
crying that she had gone through she felt quite good now. She
had conquered the situation. But most importantly she would
be loved. Her future master and mistress would care for her
and she would accept all that they did to her. She could see the
love in their faces and hear the love in their voice. She fully
comprehended now that they would know what she needed. And, she
would escape from her world of pain. She would no longer think of
the tragedy that had taken place only a few short weeks ago.
They would show her the way. She was ready.
Alex spoke. "Ally, before we begin, do you have any
questions? I don't want you to have any unanswered questions
before we begin the next step."
Ally thought for a moment.
Alex continued, "Do you have any fears or concerns about
what will happen to you, about anything at all?"
Ally pondered what kind of risk would be involved. "What
about pregnancy? I don't want to get pregnant," she said with a
bit of concern.
"Good question. First, there is a fully equipped medical
center on the island with facilities to handle just about any
emergency. So all the medical procedures that are performed
are safe. Our doctors have developed a special surgical clip
that they can attach to the tubes inside. All women get this
done to them. The clip can be removed by a similar procedure
and full function can be restored. A similar clip is installed on
the male testicle creating a temporary vasectomy. The surgeon
uses arthroscopic surgery techniques so there's little if any
scaring. Can you accept this? This is an important point. I
must have missed it in my notes. "
"Good," Ally said, "I was worried about that."
"Sir, you forgot something! She needs to be examined before
the trip!" said Susan.
"She's a virgin; Sorry Ally. I was going to skip the doctor
visit. I think she's safe," Alex said to Susan.
"You can't do that sir. What if she has something other than
STD? There are many more ailments that could be contagious.
You can't take the chance of an epidemic. We're not equipped
for it," argued Susan.
"Damn, your right. I wonder if we could get her in today."
"The cultures and lab tests take three days, and it's already
Thursday," said Susan.
"Ahh.... Nuts! We aren't going to be able to do it this weekend,
are we. Damn!" said Alex with disgust.
Ally looked astonished. "You mean the trip is off? Nooooo....
Please."
Alex gently grabbed her left wrist and looked in her eyes.
"Calm down Ally. We're only going to delay it a week to give the
lab a chance to do the tests. You'll still go."
"But I don't want to wait. I need this now. Please."
"Ally," said Susan as she reached across the table and patted
Ally's other wrist, "we can't take the chance. There's a
tremendous amount of body contact on the island. Suppose you
have some dormant or undetected contagious disease. There's
two thousand people on that island. Do you want to be
responsible for starting an epidemic? Ally, you have to accept
the fact that we have very good reasons for doing this."
"OK, I guess I can handle one week more. But it will be
rough. Your right. Without an exam, you could never be sure,
could you?" Ally said with resignation.
"Good. Any more questions?" Alex said.
"You said that you were going to put things in me. Ah, how
do I put this...."
"Are you worried about the sensation, or if it will hurt?"
volunteered Susan.
"Will it?"
"A bit, but it passes. I'm plugged now. You don't see me
squirming or grimacing in pain do you?" said Susan.
'You are? I couldn't tell. Well then what about ah..."
"What Ally?" said Susan, "Spit it out."
"Ah... Hygiene," said Ally.
"I see. Your wondering about being plugged during your
period. We use a drug that suppresses menstruation without
affecting sex drive. Actually, we have a choice of several drugs
in case there is an allergic reaction. You won't have your
period. Which is important to remember because you might
think you're pregnant when you miss your period if we hadn't
told you this. Susan, make a note to add this to the interview
info," said Alex.
"Boy, you really have thought of everything!" said Ally.
"A lot of people have collaborated on this. We brought in
some of the finest experts around the world to work out the
bugs. And the key administrators meet at regular intervals to
suggest improvements. The antimenstruation drug was
suggested by a number of female slaves just two months after
we got started. We agreed that a woman goes through at least a
week of misery each month, perhaps more. And we knew that
these drugs were safe. We decided it wouldn't be right for the
girls to suffer from 'nature's cruelty', as one of our female
administrators put it if there was a way we could stop it. The
discomfort was also distracting the slaves' attention and in fact
there were several times when training sessions were delayed
or cancelled. Something had to be done. So now we use the
drugs," explained Alex.
"The drugs are totally save?" asked Ally.
"We've been using them for many years now with no
problems. Any more questions?" asked Alex.
"Nope, I guess that about covers it," said Ally.
Alex shuffles through the list of info one more time. " I just
want to make sure I haven't forgotten anything. Susan, can you
think of anything I've missed?"
"Nope. Oh wait. Up near the top of the list, we forgot....,"
said Susan.
"Oh yes," said Alex. Alex looked at Ally. "Ally, don't take this
the wrong way please. Do you have a sexual preference?"
"What do you mean? Oh.... You want to know if I want am
ah...," Ally stumbled.
"Could you sleep with a woman, Ally?" said Susan.
"I don't know. I'm a bit nervous about sleeping with a man.
Sleeping with a woman is something even more scary for me. It
goes against my upbringing. But something inside says to try
it. Could you make it part of my training?" said Ally hesitantly.
"Are you sure that's what you want, to be trained to make
love?" said Susan.
"Yes, in fact I kind of like the idea of it. I have to accept the
fact that I'm, ah, inexperienced? So I need to be taught anyway,
right?" said Ally. Ally smiled awkwardly.
Susan smiled at Alex. Alex smiled at Susan. "That's correct
Ally. I think we're ready," said Alex.
Ally felt her heart race. She wasn't sure that it was the joy of
getting through this first part or the fear of what was ahead.
The excitement inside her was building like she never felt
before. She felt her nipples harden and the urge build between
her legs. She forced herself to regain control of herself. She
poured herself a little more water and drank it down. That felt
good.
At that point Susan looked at Alex. Alex nodded. Susan rose
from the table and walked around to Ally. "Ally, we need to go
to the powder room again," said Susan. Ally rose from her
chair and followed Susan to the powder room. Again it was
empty. "Ally, I want you to sit down and empty yourself as dry
as you can, both bowels and bladder. Take your time and try
not to strain too much."
Susan led Ally to a stall and held the door open. Ally sat and
the water came out. Between the tension she had been under,
not to mention the fact that she had practically emptied the
pitcher of water by herself, she had a lot to let out. Her bowels
release it's waste as well but not very much. She pushed harder
and felt another small load exit, but that was it. Ally wiped her
bottom and stood. As she reached for the handle Susan stopped
her. "Let me take a look. You didn't get much out of your
bowels. Sit down and let your intestines rest. Then try again."
Ally sat back down and looked up at Susan trying to explain.
"I haven't been eating much because of the pressure I've been
under. Maybe there isn't any more," Ally said.
"Just relax a few minutes. I'm certain there's more," said
Susan. She let her sit for a good five minutes then told Ally to
try again. Ally strained as hard as she could and one large load
of liquid waste exploded from her backside. She had diarrhea.
She emptied the last of the waste from herself and wiped herself
once more. Susan looked in the toilet and then flushed it.
"Good, now lift your skirt. I need to examine you before we
measure you."
Ally lifted her skirt as she was told and Susan bent down.
Susan then pulled the panties down slightly so she could get a
clear view of Ally's sex. Susan began running her finger into the
slit and began to explore. "Your very tight. You really are a
virgin aren't you. You've never even been penetrated
artificially either, have you?" said Susan. Susan pulled Ally's
panties back up and rose. Ally released her skirt.
"No."
"To measure you, we're going to have to open you. It's going
to hurt. Are you sure your up to it?" asked Susan.
"It's has to be done eventually. I can handle it, I hope," said
Ally.
"I think you can too," said Susan as she put her arms around
Ally and gave her a big hug. Susan felt Ally accept her caress.
Susan release Ally and then placed both of her hands on Ally's
shoulders and looked right into her eyes. "It's OK to be a little
nervous. I'm going to take care of you, OK?" Susan said as she
smiled ever so slightly. Ally's face slowly broke out into a smile
as well. "Let's go then, shall we?"
The two girls returned to the dining room. Alex had
returned to his seat and was waiting patiently. "Is she ready?"
he said as he looked at Susan.
Susan looked at Alex and said, "She's ready, but we'll have to
open her before we measure her sex. She's never been
penetrated at all. I may need your help."
"Sure, no problem. Ready Ally?" said Alex.
"Ready," said Ally with a big smile.
"Wonderful," said Alex. Alex rose. At that point Felix opened
the double doors and exited. "Felix will prevent anyone from
disturbing us. Come with me. You can leave your handbag
here," Susan said. Susan took Ally's hand gently and led her to
Alex. As the two girls approached, Alex turned to ward the
single door in the corner. He reached into his pocket and
pulled out a key. He opened the door. They all stepped inside.
Alex reached for a light switch beside the door and Ally realized
that this actually was a large walk in type of supply closet.
Several shelves of office supplies lined the otherwise
unexceptional walls. Susan then closed the door. Alex walked
to the rear of the closet and pulled out another key but there
was no keyhole visible that Ally could see. Then Alex pressed
his fingers against the trim of one of the cabinets and slid it to
the side to reveal a small keyhole. He inserted the key and
turned it. A distinct click could be heard and the entire cabinet
and wall section moved ever so slightly. Alex returned the key
to his pocket and slid back the molding into its original
position. Then Alex opened the hidden door fully. Behind it
was a stairway leading down and back toward and under the
dining room. Alex flicked another switch and lights illuminated
the way down. Susan let Ally down as Alex closed the door
behind them. Susan felt Ally's breathing quicken and she told
her to try and relax. When they reached the bottom of the stairs
Susan reached for a switch on her left. Several overhead lights
came on revealing the workshop where Ally would be measured.
The workshop was about fifty feet long by thirty feet wide.
The walls were all lined with wood paneling and several
harnesses, paddles, whips, and other 'tools', some of which Ally
was sure would be used on her. Toward the rear and off to the
left was an archway that led into darkness. Along the wall next
to the archway were two leather office chairs, a table, and two
more leather chairs. But dominating the room were three
tables in the center of the room. All three were lightly padded
and upholstered in black leather. The center table was the
largest, easily capable of holding a person. The sides of the
table were enclosed in cherry veneer and had several drawers
in it. At the end of the large table there was a similarly padded
shelf that protruded from the end of the table and was
supported by some sort of bracket from underneath. There
were three or four straps hanging from the edge of this small
platform. Ally surmised that this was to hold a person's head.
Additional straps hung from the main part of the table as well.
Plus there were several eye hooks at various places around the
table. The two other tables were shorter and didn't have the
head support. They still had the hooks however The table to
the right had two steel columns three inches in diameter at the
end that stood about six feet high and a third steel column at
the center on the opposite end of the table.. Near the top were
one inch diameter silver colored rings and about half way up
were two eye hooks. The sides of this table also was lined with
cherry veneer and had a cabinet instead of drawers with two
doors decorated with brass knobs. The table to the left was of
similar length as the table on the right with, again, various
straps and eye hooks. This table had no columns however.
There were pipes and hoses around the sides and the underside
of the table appeared to have a large bowl shaped object about a
foot deep and as wide as the table just under the table proper.
A four inch wide pipe extended from the bowl to the floor
through a shelf about six inches from the bottom of the steel
legs that supported the whole thing.
Susan led Ally to one of the chairs on the far wall. Alex
followed them.
Alex spoke. "Ally, I need for you to remove all your jewelry
first and place it neatly on the table here." Ally looked at Alex
then went to work removing her earrings, rings and the gold
chain around her neck. She neatly placed them on the table.
"Now remove your skirt please," Alex ordered. Ally felt a
twinge of fear, which she quickly subdued. Ally sat and began
to slip off her heels to make it easier to remove the skirt but
then Alex spoke. "No, Ally, only remove the items I tell you."
She replaced the one shoe she had just slipped off and then
reached for the band around the skirt. She undid the catch and
slipped off the skirt. At that point the blouse she was wearing
fell down to cover her below the waist. She gently tossed the
skirt onto the table. Alex again had to correct her. "Please pick
the skirt back up, fold it neatly and put it back on the table. I
want you to be careful with each item I tell you to remove. Fold
each piece of clothing neatly and lay it on the table. Also do not
pile any piece of clothing on top of another. Now remove your
blouse." Ally unbuttoned the last couple buttons and removed
the blouse. She held it by the collar and carefully brushed out
all the wrinkles. Then she folded the blouse in half along it's
length and laid it carefully on the table. She realized that the
clothes laid out on the table had taken up all the tabletop and
she realized that she was going to have to remove the remaining
clothes, she rearranged the clothes to make more room. Alex
complemented her on her initiative. "Good, Ally." Alex stepped
back a step and took in the beautiful girl revealed to him now.
On a scale of one to ten she was a fifty. "Ally, your are a very
lovely lady," said Alex. "Thank you," said Ally in a small
whisper. Alex heard the nervousness in her voice. "Are you OK,
Ally? Are you sure you want to go on?" asked Alex. "Uh huh,
I'm just a little nervous," Ally said. "That's perfectly normal.
Now I need for you to remove your garter belt, panties, and bra
and place them on the table neatly." She unfastened the garter
belt from her stockings and placed it on the table, carefully
folding the straps on top of the lace. Then she pulled down the
panties and slipped them over the heels. During this she caught
the panties on the heel of the shoe due to her nervousness, but
she got them off without tearing them nonetheless. Then she
reached behind her to undo the catch to her bra. But her
fingers were sweaty and shaking. She was having a difficult
time of it when Susan came up behind her. "Here honey, I'll get
it," said Susan. A "Thank you" escaped from Ally's lips as the
catch was released. Ally removed the bra revealing the two
most perfectly rounded breasts that Alex had ever seen. Ally
placed the bra, her last shield from prying eyes on the table.
She started to raise her hands to her breasts but Susan grabbed
her wrists from behind and told her to keep her hands at her
side. Ally relaxed and let her hands drop to her side.
"Very nice Ally. Now you may remove your heels and
stockings," said Alex. She did so and placed the stockings on
the table and the shoes on the floor. Alex then told her to put
the shoes on the table as well. She did so setting them neatly
next to each other. "Now, come with me," said Alex.
Ally was led to the center table. "Susan, she's all yours," Alex
said.
"Thank you sir. Ally, sit on the edge of t
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