0 comments/ 13750 views/ 3 favorites Island of Fantasy By: starsinger I have written adult stories before, but it's been a long time. This is just my fantasy, nothing more, nothing less. Please let me know what you think. People who come here from the mainland are shocked. We wear very little. Until we are eighteen, we wear nothing. When we turn eighteen we become adults and don skirts made of a very light cotton or a loin cloth, depending on whether we are male or female. What we do wear are lots of flowers. Many think that we are loose, having sex with anyone with as little as we wear, and that is and isn't true. We are not allowed to have sex before eighteen. That is when we are considered mature enough to marry. The flipside of that is that women are not considered eligible to marry until they have their first child. On our eighteenth birthdays, we are dressed in a beautiful skirt and flowers, as much as we can wear, all over our bodies. I have a tight body, small waist, womanly hips, and long legs. My breasts are full but not overly heavy. I have a twin sister who looks almost exactly alike. The difference ends at the face, I'm considered very plain. I'm not ugly, but my nose is a little too long, my eyes are a little too close together, and my mouth is a little too small. My hair is a light brown and my eyes are a dark brown. My sister has black hair and eyes, her facial proportions are perfect, she is beautiful, but something went wrong when she was born. I was born first and came out screaming. My name is Callie. My sister, Fina, wasn't breathing, and it took a little while for them to get her breathing. She is considered simple, she understands what the significance of today is, but all she thinks is that she's going to have a baby after today. Well, that could happen. The night of our birthday our parents presented us with our skirts and rings of flowers. The skirt our father tied around our waists as our mother wound the flowers around our head, wrists, ankles, waist, and other places. Earlier that day oil had been rubbed into our skin and one of our brothers rubbed a sweet tasting substance on our breasts. They grinned at us as they pushed us out the door. We met up with friends of ours who would be joining us on our adventure and grinned at us. Fina tentatively smiled back as young men from our village watched as parade through the center of town to the gardens. This was where unattached youth from our village met up to have sex. I blushed as I was appraised for the very first time both by young men and their mothers. I wandered these streets butt naked for almost eighteen years, and no one thought anything about me until I get a skirt! We reach the garden and Fina and I kissed each other's cheeks and found cells where we hung our skirts. Cells are individual hedgerows that form a kind of room for a measure of privacy. I could all ready hear cries of passion all around me. It was a little mesmerizing that my voice could be added to them soon. I wasn't that confident, my sister should be snapped up faster than I. Inside I found a few pillows and blankets stacked against a wall. I pulled down a pillow and light blanket and snuggled down and waited. The evening deepened into night as the crickets lulled me into sleep. I woke with the feel of a hand between my legs. I opened my eyes slowly to find one of the village boys lying beside me, his mouth latched onto my nipple as he spread my legs. I lay back and closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations that his hand was generating. He moved down and started licking my clit. My hands went to my breasts and I started fondling my nipples. Finally, my body seized up as my first orgasm tore through my body. The boy, Stephen as it turned out, grinned at me and stretched up to kiss me. My first kiss opened my mouth as his tongue found its way inside. My eyes widened as his cock found the entrance to my pussy. I tried to relax, my mother had warned me that the first time would hurt. He didn't let go of the kiss as he surged forward and tore through my maidenhead. I screamed into his mouth as the pain was intense. He didn't stop, he kept moving. The pain became more and more intense as the friction built up. Then, suddenly, the pain became less and something else started building. It was a heat that was as intense as the orgasm that he caused with his hands and his mouth. He kept pounding over and over as I lay there gasping until finally he pushed my body over the edge, my body seized up again and clamped down on his cock and he joined me, pouring himself deep inside my womanhood. He collapsed on top of me. Our breathing calmed down as he rolled off me and pulled me to him. I snuggled next to him and he kissed my forehead. Stephen soon left me and I reached between legs and touched my pussy. I looked at my hand and was startled to find blood. I left the blanket to the side and rolled over onto my side, wondering what else the night would bring. Island of Fantasy Ch. 02 Getting a little Sci-fi here. Why not? * Sailors and marines stood at attention for their Captain. This peculiar planet needed explaining to these young men and women, especially those who had never been there. "First, nudity is accepted here. You are expected to be professional, but, what you do down there with or without your clothes, is none of my business. There are a few rules you need to keep in mind. You do not touch anyone under the age of eighteen. If they're not wearing clothes in public they're under eighteen! What I mean by clothes is this: loincloths for men, skirts for women. It's pretty hot down there, so don't be afraid to adapt to their customs if you wish. If you're approached by someone, have fun, but don't force yourself on anyone. "When you get down there, you will be shown both the gardens and the red light district," she paused as snickers erupted from around the room. "You will find pleasures at either location to fit your needs. In the gardens it's pretty simple, if there's a skirt at the door, there's a girl inside, and a boy with a loincloth. Just make sure that they're amenable to your advances if they're the same sex. We can get you out of many troubles you might encounter down there, but if you kill someone, molest a minor, or rape someone, you are on your own. Happy shore leave! Dismissed!" As one the audience saluted and relaxed. "There are some incredible places down there that you can live out your fantasies, legally!" Jennie, an engineer with an ass and tits to die for exclaimed. "If you're into D/S or S/M, or just fantasies in general, this is the place!" James, one of the navigators, sighed. This was Imperial Space Navy. In fact, the Emperor lived on this planet. A mostly water world, large islands dotted the seas along the equator. The largest island housed the imperial palace. This was his first trip to the homeworld, as it was referred to, and he was looking forward to it. He was scheduled on the first shuttles out for shore leave. A week down and back to the ship so the next shift could get down world. He was good looking, tall, dark brown hair and striking green eyes, he'd never had trouble luring anyone, man or woman, into his bed. James picked up his bag and headed for a shuttle. The quick trip to the surface allowed him to fantacize what he would like to do. Honestly, he wanted to find a Master and maybe train to become a Dom, and he'd been told if he could manage that, his service would be transferred worldside. It was funny, the islanders considered "space" as the mainland and the islands as home. Jennie had been specific about how he became a "submissive" as they called it. He simply had to "attack" a dominant. "They're the ones carrying collars and leashes, or leading other submissives. Attack them, give a good fight and allow them to overpower you and have sex with you and collar you." Somehow, James didn't think it was that easy. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX I was currently learning how to perform a blowjob with a willing friend, Casey, I suddenly realized that we were not alone. I looked with my eyes and found Fina sitting in the corner crying. I couldn't for the life of me understand why she was sitting there crying. I brought my mouth to the head of Casey's cock and started to lightly suck on it. That was it, he groaned and I plunged his moderately sized penis down my throat and allowed his cum to pour inside. I didn't particularly care for the taste of it, but she swallowed it down. His manhood softened as I looked up at Fina, "What's wrong, Sweetheart?" Casey asked softly. "N...nobody will touch me. They've looked in and just gone on!" she announced sobbing. The trouble was we ran a dominant/submissive/fantasy house. Our family was so respected that royalty and the gentry came to us to learn the "trade". Fina was destined for a family nearby as a submissive, or sub, herself. She just had to lose her virginity. Fina may be lacking in intelligence, but my family had made sure she knew what would happen to her tonight. She had even seen it performed in the house, inevitable considering the business. The home and the business were two sides of the house. You had to physically leave one side of the house and go to the other side of the next building to get into the other. You might ask if we were being forced to do this. No, there are those in our society who choose to put off this act, or not to do it at all. There is no stigma to either decision, but Fina had fallen in love with a son in the other family, and this was her way to his side. She had many skills, she was the best cook in the house, and we would miss that, but she deserved to be able to make that decision. Casey gave her a gentle smile and patted the ground beside him, hope flared as she scooted over and I backed off. "You can say no at any time," Casey said gravely. Fina nodded and laid back as he grasped her full breasts. I watched as he suckled on her breasts and fondled her pussy. I leaned back and started to rub my clit, her moans spurring me on. I made circular motions on my breasts and continued to play with my womanhood, soon plunging my fingers into my canal. It was Fina's scream of pain that caused me to crawl over and start wiping her tears away. I knew the pain would end and my hands seemed to comfort her as he continued to pump into her. Finally, I heard her groans become sharp gasps as she built to her own climax. "Oh, Goddess!!!" she finally cried as her body spasmed below Casey. Casey moaned as he released his own load deep within her. He withdrew and rolled over onto his back, and I realized with a grin, that he was still hard. I straddled him and slowly sank down on his willing manhood. My walls clenched around him as I shifted into a pleasurable angle and started moving up and down. Casey reached up and fondled my breasts as we both built to a climax. The heat was incredible as the pleasure kept building. Suddenly, I felt him release inside me and I collapsed on top of him as I went over the edge. I slipped off him and cuddled next to him, Fina joined me on his other side. All three of us fell asleep. The next morning we walked out of the cell and found three collars and leashes in my family's colors beside my skirt. Today was my first test. All three of us would walk through town carrying our first clothes. Fina would be attacked by Sonny, put up a little bit of a struggle, and submit and be collared. Casey might be, but it was more likely he would be marking a girl for a likely wife for future courtship. Me, if it came today, it would to be either to make me a sub, or make them my sub. I grabbed the leashes and my skirt and waited as they grabbed their clothes and we made our way out of the garden and into town. We had just crossed the square when Sonny struck. Fina gave a good fight, although, neither was actually hurt in the process, he turned her over his knee and spanked her before taking her from behind. I watched as she stared up at him with worshipful eyes as he snapped the collar around her neck. He turned to look at me and I nodded my head. I bent down and kissed her on the cheek. Her contract had been negotiated weeks ago, she would be taken care of. Casey slung a companionable arm around my shoulder as I started to cry. My sister was gone. We were almost home when I was attacked. I was so surprised that I almost let go of the collars in my hand, I fought, wondering who it was. I kicked, but didn't scream, this was my first test. Somehow, although my attacker was considerably larger than I, I got the upper hand and found my hands full of clothing. This was a mainlander, specifically, military. I shook my head as I managed to get his large frame to the ground. My brothers had taught me well as I sat on top of him and looked down at him. His hair was black and his eyes were green and I lifted an eyebrow. He would make a striking addition to our home. I reached down and started pulling off his clothes. They ripped easily under my grasping fingers and all that was left were his shoes. His cock was impressive, but the very act of making him submit had made me wet, so I rode him, and rode him hard. As I collared him I asked him his name. We needed to send to the palace to make sure he didn't go AWOL. James, he said. I had him stand up. "Put your hands behind your head and walk in front of me. Don't worry, I won't let you get lost. I grasped his leash and found Casey behind us, admiring my new catch, I knew Casey would be coming around, this was an exotic, and Casey was gentry, he could afford him. I immediately took him into the shop and found my brother, Luke, at the desk. His eyes widened as he saw my catch. He took him into the back for measurements and room assignment. I followed them upstairs to find him put in a room with five other men. "We'll have a contract drawn up for you tonight, James. This will spell out the terms of your stay with us. Including safe words, dos and don'ts, that sort of thing. The palace is getting word today of your transfer of duty. Don't want you hanged for desertion." James just nodded, his twenty-three years had never prepared him for this, but this never felt more right. Island of Fantasy Ch. 03 We learn more about the biology of the people of the islands and the oceans. I realize that some of this is probably impossible, but this is fantasy, definitely NOT reality. lol James lay on his back, his hands behind his head and staring up at the ceiling. He tried to keep his mind off what was happening with his cock. A girl, one of the fantasy workers, knelt beside him teasing his cock into an erect position with her hands and some lotion. He wasn't sure what purpose this served, but it took every ounce of his self-control not to cum in her hand. "There," she announced. He glanced down to find his soldier standing fully at attention. She pulled out a leather piece that he couldn't quite grasp the use of. He saw her wrap it around his manhood and lace it up. This placed his cock in a permanently upright position. He watched as the girl, Sabrina by name, walked over the sink and washed her hands clear of the lotion. "You have any questions before Sebastian gets here? I'm free to answer them, unlike the Subs." "Why are you a fantasy girl?" he asked, suddenly curious. "You've noticed that there are two properties? One is the family residence, the other is the 'shop'. You live in the 'shop'. Well, so do I, but not all the fantasy people live here. We get paid to allow people to live out their fantasies. Subs can also do this to earn some money, but it's up to you and your Dom." He watched as she pulled on her skirt, something denied Subs, and grinned at him, "You'd be popular if you chose to do that. Ah, hello Sebastian," she said with a smile for the elderly gentleman who entered the room. Sebastian grinned at Sabrina and reached out to pinch a breast. She laughed fondly and said, "You know you have to pay for that!" "You don't blame an old man for trying!" he replied with a chuckle. James stared, Sebastian was gray haired, what little hair he had, and blue eyed, but that wasn't his most striking feature. He wore a gray, pin-striped suit. It was also made of a light-weight linen. He also carried a briefcase. "You must be James Monroe," he said, holding out his hand. James sat up and shook the man's hand. The other end of James' leash was attached to a line about midway down the wall. These were stretched throughout the shop, giving each Sub freedom of movement, while showing them their limits. They were expected to move around on their hands and knees. James steadfastly looked at Sebastian, "You're a lawyer." Sebastian reached forward and rubbed the head of James' penis with a practiced hand. James groaned, pre-cum came out at the old man's coaxing. "Don't worry, I won't tell Callie, you're her first Sub, you know." He opened the briefcase and extracted paperwork. "This is a preliminary contract for you to approve. I'll have a full one for you tomorrow. The first part of the contract has to do with your service in the Interstellar Navy, or whatever they call it. You'll be required to spend two weeks each year serving the palace in a Naval Guard capacity, not hard considering this planet is mostly water. Just initial here to acknowledge this, it's just a slight change in the contract you signed when you joined the services." James read it and signed. The rest of the contract James read through, and occasionally asked questions, "What is a safe word?" "It is a word you can utter when you feel you feel that you've been pushed too far. It'll let your Dom know that you need a break. I've dealt with these contracts before, they don't want to break you, just train you well, for a future in such places as the palace itself." Sebastian watched as he wrote down a word, "Mayalla". "Curious, I didn't know you were from Sigada. Interesting you'd use their word for 'mother' for your safe word. I will see you tomorrow at the palace so you can sign this in front of Naval Witnesses." James watched with fascination as the old man exited the room. He watched as he patted the occasional bottom. Soon, another girl crawled in the room. She approached him and sat back on her heels. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever met. Her hair and eyes had a faint, silvery sheen. Her skin was a dusky rose color and while her breasts were generous, they weren't overly voluptuous. When she reached her hands around to the back of her neck he noticed pronounced webbing between her fingers. "My name is Calliope. I have been tasked with showing you around." James slipped off the bed and onto his knees, she grinned at him, "You learn quickly, follow me." She lead him down a hall to a room on the right, "This is where we eat when we are in residence." She said as she stood. "Come on, in these rooms we are free to be ourselves. Stand up, talk freely, bathe. The only thing we cannot do is sexual activity, that is reserved for your Dom. Let me be more specific, you'll service many Doms here, but you'll have one main trainer, that's the one who collared you. You can even remove your collar here, just remember to replace it before you leave, or you'll be punished." They entered a dressing room. Dressers and mirrors stood everywhere. They approached one with his name on it. Razors, shaving cream and all sorts of lotions decorated its top. It was obvious that he was expected to remain stubble free. A note sat on top, "I just require that you do not grow a beard or mustache. I do not want you to have no body hair, like a man with hair I can run my hands through." Callie. "You must be the newest acquisition," they turned to find an older lady standing behind them. She wore a simple brown skirt and her grey streaked brown hair was held up in a bun. "I am Elista, the matron of this establishment. If you have any problems, come to me." They followed her into the next room which held a large bathing pool, several young men and women all lounged inside. Many greeted them as they passed through, on the other side a lounge filled with cushions on the floor, Calliope immediately went in and sank down on the cushions with a sigh. She patted a pillow beside her. "Where are you from?" he asked, curiously. "The ocean," Calliope replied. "I am what many civilizations would refer to as a mermaid. Our tails disappear when they dry after we turn eighteen. Your own Dom, everyone who's turned eighteen, also can go to the sea." "They grow a tail?" he asked, curiously. "Sort of, maybe the Mistress will let you see." XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX I stood on the seashore with my friends, even my sister Fiona. Sonny sat nearby to see what would happen. We are a semi-aquatic species. When we reach maturity, we become able to breathe underwater as well as above it. This was our first chance to try it. I let my skirt flutter to the ground and could see a pod of our mermaid cousins awaiting our presence to join them. They sang to us in their peculiar language as we took our first tentative steps into the sea. I could feel my legs begin to transform as I dove into the surf, not wanting to fall. I turned to look at my new shape. It wasn't a true tail. My legs joined to my knees where it split off to two fins. I shrugged, and moved them as a single tail. It felt strange, I was so used to kicking with two feet. I drew my first breath of water and found myself fighting the feeling of drowning. I did not black out and found myself exhaling. I soon adjusted to the new sensations as I opened my eyes underwater. I saw a fish. I reached out a finger and touched it. It darted away, much like a bird. I swam further out and met the pod who had come to greet us. Silver haired and silver eyed, they had tails and were just as bare as I was. I grinned and approached them. They beckoned us to join them. We swam with them occasionally jumping over the surface, flying above it and spinning and flipping. Each fantastic twist and turn more dizzying than the last. It seemed like hours before we turned back for the shore. I noticed one of the mermen following me. I hauled myself back onto the beach and started coughing up the water in my lungs. It was a scene that others were playing around me as I could feel my legs returning. I finally crawled up to where my skirt lay crumpled and found the merman following me. He flipped over onto his back and allowed his body to dry. In the water he had introduced himself as Skya, and the number of pearl strands decorating his body indicated that he was of high rank, maybe even a Prince. I rolled over onto my left side to allow him to make the first move if he so chose. His webbed hands felt curiously soft on my breasts. His caresses were soft and gentle leaving me with a tingling sensation as he turned me over onto my back. Skya locked eyes with me and suddenly I couldn't move or even resist. I didn't want to resist, the sensations coursing through my body made last night's fun seem like child's play. He lowered his head to my nipple and began to suck. It felt like tiny electrical impulses erupted from the contact point as his hand spread my legs apart and began to play. The webbing on his hands seemed to mean that he was able to be in contact with every single sensitive part of my pussy at once. I moaned as his hand continued in tiny circles down at my womanhood. I was not prepared when three of his fingers entered my vagina. I didn't fight, scream, or try to get away from him, I surrendered. I closed my eyes and rode his caressing fingers as the tension built up. Finally, I could hold it back no more as I burst all over his hand. He smiled as he took the fluid and spread it over his impressive manhood. It looked to be about eight inches in length and impressive in diameter. I was a little nervous, the first time a land dweller was taken was in the back, not the front. I was suddenly nervous about my ass. I was able to reach out and grasp my skirt as he rolled me back onto my side. I felt his fingers spread my buttocks and something cold and wet being smeared in and around my crack. The sudden pressure against my rectum made me gasp and I hugged my skirt even tighter to me as he slowly pushed his way in. Once the head was in he stopped to let me get adjusted to the feeling of it. "Hang on," he said, brushing my hair from my neck, "this will get easier." I wasn't so sure about that, but used my hands to receive all the tension in my body, willing my other muscles to relax. I could tell when they relaxed, he started pushing his way into my rectum once again. It seemed like hours as his manhood stretched my ass in ways I never thought possible. My eyes were tightly closed when I realized he was fully inside me. I opened them and curiously saw the setting sun as began to move inside me. It was very uncomfortable. He moved slowly, not wanting to hurt me, but I could tell he wouldn't be able to keep that pace forever. I started to think of other things than what was happening to me right now, my mother, kittens and puppy dogs, and Casey last night came immediately to mind. Last night's activities must have done the trick because it soon no longer hurt as much and started to feel good. "Good," I heard him mutter as he picked up the pace. The hand not occupied with my hips reached around to fondle my clit once more. I groaned and started to buck against him. "Very good," he said again. I couldn't believe I came with him up my backside. He stopped as the rush of his hands and his dick overwhelmed my senses. I came around to find myself pressed against another chest and my topmost let being lifted accommodatingly. I barely had time to register another male of Skya's clan penetrating me from the front before I was overwhelmed. The assault on my senses from both front and back was too much. I'd heard double penetration was intense, but this was something I was completely unprepared for and was suddenly just along for the ride. And what a ride this was. Nothing was left to chance as the only thing that was left untouched were my toes. Skya's clan mate, Resde I would soon learn, leaned in to kiss me. This sent me over the edge once more as I locked up around both men. This drew them over the edge as well as I could feel unloading themselves deep inside me. I lay there sandwiched between two male bodies and became aware of the quiet of the beach around me. Fiona was sandwiched between Sonny and another merman. There were several others, men and women, around me, but the rest seemed to have single partners. The sun had set, so I snuggled up to Resde's chest for a nap, Skya rested his head against my bare back as we all fell into a deep slumber. The next morning I awoke even more sore than the morning before. All of us went for a swim and when I went home, Skya came with me on a leash. It seems his family had contracted him out to mine six months before, and this was a good time for him to leave with me. He and Resde embraced, apparently they had been lovers and this was as sweet a parting as I'd seen. Resde kissed Skya gently before turning back to the surf and diving in. The flick of his tail said he was gone as Skya trudged in front of me, his hands behind his head. Since he wasn't a conquest, any Dom could take him. I delivered him to the shop and went back to the residence where I collapsed on my bed. I felt hands on my body as someone massaged lotion into my abused muscles. "How was it?" my brother, Luke, asked. "Wonderful," I said as I sank into sleep under his caressing hands Island of Fantasy Ch. 04 Just a word of warning, there is bisexual activity in this chapter. M/M and M/F. I would appreciate some input, if anyone wouldn't mind. My appreciation goes out to Chuck, who has been kind enough to help me out, and keep me out of occasional trouble! lol * Skya and James stood in the middle of the dressing room with their arms stretched out straight. They were being decorated for their presentation to the royal court. They had both been to the palace earlier to sign the contracts and formalize their positions. Now, they would be presented to the King, Queen and their family and courtiers. A new collar and leash, made of gold and studded with pearls and emeralds, decorated their necks. The leather thongs around their penises had strings of flowers and gold chains hanging from it. A red cloth was positioned behind their balls and tied back and around their waists. Flowers seemed to be a favorite decoration. They encircled his wrists, head and ankles. They also dripped from his shoulders, elbows and wrists. When his hands were clasped behind neck, James would look like he was wearing a cape of flowers. Ellista was giving them instructions, "Mistress Callie will be taking you to court, this is her debut as well, so be careful. She will be carried from the front door here all the way to the palace. Her feet are not to touch the floor until after court is over. We have experienced subs who will show you how this is done. If you stay behind with your dom, you will have sex with members of the royal family, be prepared for the fact that you may be taken by the male members of the family. We do not expect you to crawl all the way there, or trip because your eyes were always on the ground, but, your hands must remain behind your heads. Follow the lead of the more experienced subs, what they do, follow." "Yes, Ma'am," they responded. "Good, you do have manners. Do not respond unless you are being addressed. You'll do all right," the fantasy girls finished their tasks with a deep bronze lotion rubbed all over their bodies, paying special attention to their buttocks. She slapped his ass forcing his legs open. He became apprehensive as lotion was forced into his ass, he took a deep breath and tried to force his anal muscles to relax as something long and thin intruded itself into it. She took it with a slow, practiced hand, "Relax, when it's done, I'll turn it on, and you'll enjoy. Don't worry about it getting lost, there's a top with a loop that will wind around your waist." He thought about other things, even the beautiful woman behind him while he was being violated. Suddenly, it was done, and she was tying it around his waist. She waited about a moment while he regained control of his breathing. "Ready?" she asked. He didn't trust himself and simply nodded his head. He felt her twist something on the back of the item up his ass and it started to vibrate. He closed his eyes against the sudden surge of pleasure against the uncomfortable intrusion. He grew accustomed to it and hazarded a glance at Skya whose face looked ecstatic. "I know this is uncomfortable, but this will get you accustomed to this for future encounters, maybe even today. Make us proud," she left the room and lead them downstairs where six other men waited with a woman who was clothed from head to toe. She wore a light scarf over her hair held in place with a thin beaten banc of gold, veil covered her face, leaving only her eyes exposed. In fact, that was the only thing exposed on her entire body. She wore a loose blouse that covered her to her wrists, thin gloves covered her hands. Pantaloons ballooned out around her legs, binding at the waist and ankles. Cloth shoes covered her feet. All this was a simple rose color. One of the other men bent down and picked her up and placed her on his left shoulder. He carried her to a golden pavilion set on a raised dais where she pulled her legs in and closed the golden curtains. Four of the men shouldered the pavilion, the other two motioned them to precede them and reminded them where to put their hands and they proceeded down the road to the palace. They weren't the only ones as four other pavilions fell in before and after them. James kept his eyes firmly ahead. The short journey ended at another dais where the first pavilion was deposited and a man slid from it and into a chair where four of his attendants lifted it and carried it up the steps. Two female subs, one looking a lot like his own dom, followed him. This was followed by his own pavilion as she slid onto the shoulder of the waiting attendant and he followed them up to the steps. This was repeated until five doms and eleven subs stood on the steps with their respective attendants. An older gentleman wearing a gold loincloth greeted them. He called himself Makow, he lead them into the palace and down grand corridors of marble and into a throne room. Each dom stopped in front of the King and Queen and James followed the examples around him and knelt before them. He kept his eyes firmly on the floor in front of him. He was aware of a throng of people around them wearing a colorful array of skirts and loincloths. He saw the feet of the monarchs as they approached them. One by one, they all stood and endured inspection. He heard moans and realized some of the inspections became personal. Soon, he was pulled to his feet and a hand raised his chin to make his eyes meet those of the queen. She smiled as she saw his eyes. She didn't pause as she pushed him toward two others who waited off to the side of the line. Three others, Skya included, joined them. Three doms joined them as the monarchs declared the audience over and left the room. He followed them. The subs were lead into a separate room where all their decorations, except the vibrating one up their asses, from their bodies. They were lead into another room where, with a start, he realized his dom was, stripped of all her clothes, lounging on cushions next to one of the princes. She laughed at a joke before she noticed their return. She waved Skya and James over, "This is James. He attacked me on the day after my eighteenth birthday, and submitted rather quickly. I've already had requests for him in the fantasy shop. Skya, of course, joined me on the beach last night..." she smiled at both men. She motioned for them to kneel in front of them. The prince had them turn around as his hands roamed over his firm ass. He then nodded to a servant who removed the vibrator and leather thong. "Andrew, stop playing with him!" a sultry voice joined in. A beautiful woman joined them carrying a red drink in her hand. "If you want him, Lacy," he said with a glint in his eye. She sat next to them and reached out and caressed James' manhood. Instead of proceeding further, she sank into the cushions next to Andrew and Callie. "How was last night," she asked Callie. "I'm sore," Callie said with a laugh. "But, oh wow, I wouldn't have traded that for anything." James listened to the conversation of the women until he was suddenly pushed onto his hands and knees. There was a brief lull in the conversation as both women noticed who was behind him. James kept his eyes locked on the floor under him. He felt hands spread his ass once again as something warm and alive invaded his rectum. He spread his legs even further, wanting nothing more than to show his submission to the royal family. This was his only chance, his family's only chance, at a better life. He heard a laugh behind him, "It's as if he was desperate to do this!" Callie looked up at Andrew who knelt behind James, with a raised eyebrow, "I haven't had a chance to hear his story, it might be interesting." Andrew bottomed out in James' ass. James groaned as hands reached around to grasp his balls and caress it, "Don't be afraid of cumming here." James almost lost it there as Andrew, with long, practiced strokes, started pounding his ass. Both women stopped conversing to watch their reactions. James moaned and closed his eyes. He'd never actually had a man inside him, and had never imagined that it could feel like this. "Go ahead, play with yourself," the voice said behind him. James reached down with one hand, still supporting himself with one hand and started stroking his manhood. His hand stroked up and down his shaft to match the strokes from behind. It was all he could do not to cum as wave after wave of pleasure poured through his body. Finally, as he heard cry out he let go, he allowed himself to let go. He saw out of the corner of his eye as Andrew returned to his spot beside the two women. "Sit," Callie told him. She watched as he sat back on his bottom, returning his hands to the back of his neck. One of the servants came over to wash the Prince's cock with soap and water. "Do they get paid extra for that?" The servant chuckled, "No, I volunteered. I like meeting the new subs. Sometimes, I even get to enjoy myself." She glanced over her shoulder, "I'm ripe, you see..." Callie chuckled, "Go on, enjoy yourself." Andrew pouted as the girl practically pounced on James, "What about me?" Callie chuckled as she picked up the cloth and continued to clean the prince. Andrew pushed her onto her back, "I think you need a bit of cleaning yourself." Lacy laughed as she handed him a bowl of fruit juice. He drizzled its contents over her body. Andrew started at her toes, delicately sucking at each toe. He licked his way up each calf. His breath tickled the hairs. When he got to the juncture between her thighs he moved up to her fingers. He put each between his teeth and gently running both teeth and tongue over each digit. His slowly moving tongue made her sigh in anticipation as he made his way over to a nipple. He ran his tongue over it before settling down to suckle. His left hand drifted over to her other nipple. Andrew lifted his mouth from that nipple and ran his tongue across to the other nipple. He blew on her nipple, hardening it before attaching his mouth again. She moaned and her left hand drifted up to run through it. Slowly, yet again he worked his way back to the place between her breasts and licked his way down. He paused briefly to make sure her belly button was clean causing fluttery sensations through to her womb. He paused long enough to drench her pussy in the fruit juice. He proceeded to clean it with his tongue. He finally paid special attention to the aroused little nub, causing her to moan. He gently took it between his teeth and sucked, causing her to cry out. She felt his tongue playing with her and moaned. Soon, fingers entered her canal with expertise, moving in and out. She soon seized up around his fingers. Honey poured out of her vagina as he lapped it up. Andrew grinned up at her and then travelled upward far enough to look down at her, "You taste very sweet." Callie laughed and reached up and caressed his cheek with her fingers. She gasped as with one swift move joined their bodies. She was suddenly experiencing the prowess of the Prince that James had, and moaned in appreciation. She glanced over to find the servant riding James like a bucking bronco. It turned her on as she built to her first climax. He brushed over her most sensitive parts with abandon. The heat built up between them causing her hips to rise up to meet him. The pace picked up as they raced toward a climax. He groaned as she seized up around him. He allowed himself to lose himself inside her. He rarely came inside women, he didn't want children. Andrew lay down beside her and looked up at the ceiling, "You'll come back, right?" She sat up and punched him in the shoulder. He grabbed her hand and pulled her roughly to him, "I haven't tried your other sub, you'll be back." Callie chuckled, "So I'm worth my weight in exotic subs?" "So, James, what made you leave Sigada for the navy, or even here?" Callie heard the Queen ask. No, going to save this tale for the next chapter. Hope you're not too disappointed. Island of Fantasy Ch. 05 So, now we learn more about James, and where he comes from. On Sigada, like many other planets, winter turns to spring and a young man's mind turns to thoughts of love, or sex, most likely sex. Sigada is more restrictive about sex. It was not supposed to happen until the young people married. The craziest part is, like here, no offer is made until a woman has successfully born a child. So, mothers tend to look the other way, unless they disapprove of the boy between their daughter's legs. Abigail's peasant blouse yielded to James' insistent hands and revealed alabaster orbs topped with dusty pink peaks. She pulled her arms out of the blouse and wrapped her hands around his head as he pushed her against the barn door. The only place they could find out of sight of the house was behind the barn, and she was determined to lose her virginity. James was an all too willing accomplice as one hand encircled a breast, his mouth lowered to suckle, and the other hand traveled up her skirts to a bare slit. Girls tended to wear nothing beneath their clothes as the weather became warmer. Pantaloons and corsets abandoned for comfort or a quickie. Abigail gasped and spread her legs as he found her sweet spot and she reached around to pull his cock out of his pants. "Hurry! My mother is probably looking for me all ready." James grinned, "Cover your mouth, this will hurt." He moved her skirts out of the way and cupped her buttocks with his hands and picked her up. He settled the tip of his manhood at her entrance as he whispered in her ear, "Ready?" She nodded, clamping a hand over her mouth as he thrust his way into her. He barely heard the noise as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He grinned at the doorway, he had taken her sister, Jane, in the meadow three weeks ago. Abigail's mother was likely in the house, ignoring what was going on behind her barn, but he played along, it was the danger of the thing. He continued thrusting into the girl and listened to her grunts grow from pained sounds to being lost in the ecstasy of her first time. James felt her pussy tighten around his cock knew that he needed to go with her, her mother might notice if she was gone too much longer, "That's it, Abby, cum for me. Let's do this together," he whispered into her ear. He was afraid the pounding against the barn door would attract attention as well. Finally, he watched as her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her body bucked in his hands. He let go of his own load. Their breathing calmed down a bit as he set her back on her feet. He kissed her deeply and she giggled, trying to get her blouse and skirts back into some semblance of order. "ABIGAIL!! WHERE ARE YOU?! IF YOU'RE BEHIND THE BARN WITH SOME BOY!!!" the threat was left hanging as James stuffed his cock back into his pants, swatted her behind with a hand, and made a show of dashing out the gate. James quickly made his way out of town, avoiding his family's villa, and into the countryside. There was a particular meadow where eligible young people met up outside of parental supervision. One of the advantages of being the scion of a local lord, lots of time, and willing girls/mothers willing to look the other way. James grinned as he spied Jane, Abby's sister, leaning against a tree, her bare skin gleaming in the sunlight. He stripped out of his clothes and joined her, "So, did you pop my sister's cherry?" James laughed at her bluntness as he leaned back against the tree. "Your mother was kind enough to start bellowing after we were done." "All right, bend over," she commanded, pulling out the wooden paddle. "Are you sure you want to do this?" James sighed, "Lady Calarone, in the next valley, is threatening our borders. What if I have to flee and make a plea to the royal family." This was the crux of the problem. Lady Calarone was a powerful Countess who had been conquering Sigada, valley by valley, for the last decade. She killed local lords and ladies and their families and subjected the other inhabitants to acts unthinkable even illegal. James shifted onto his hands and knees, trying not to tense. He's subjected himself to this for two years now, right after he turned eighteen. He'd even done recklessly bad things so his parents would have to spank him. It was well known that if he subjected himself on the Islands, he would be presented to the royal family, and maybe have his case heard. "You're lucky you have family on another continent. Your mother sent your younger sisters there," she said this as she rested the paddle on his buttocks. "Briana is still here. Granted, she's an adult too, and it was her decision to stay," he grunted as the paddle made its first impact. They both knew it wasn't how hard it was swung as to how many he could stand. They had been doing this for weeks, red welts covered his ass where the multiple impacts had occurred. He moaned and writhed under the impact of her blows. However much this hurt, it would be nothing compared to what his family and people would endure if the invasion occurred. This time, her arm tired, barely, before he cried stop. James deliberately laid on his back in the cool green grass. Jane curled up next to him. "I'm pregnant," she whispered. James looked at her, head resting on his chest, red hair caressing the air around him. "Does your mother know that I'm the father?" "Yes, she won't say anything. My pregnancy will spare me from the invaders only if it's not known who the father is." James knew of two other girls who might carry his children. There were friends who would claim the children if need be, he hoped not. His family's survival was paramount in his mind. Jane got up and started putting on her clothes. "Look, eventually, the person sucking your dick will be a man. If you're going to go through with this, you'll have to get used to it." She dropped a tube of lubrication onto his chest, "This'll make things go easier." James closed his eyes as she walked out of the meadow. James sighed as he drifted into sleep. His attention was suddenly diverted from dream land as he felt a hand wrap around his cock. He remained relaxed as the hand played with the tip, teasing it, making it stand up with the rest of his manhood. He felt lips wrap around it. It felt different somehow, from what he was used to. He opened his eyes a slit and found himself looking at Dan kneeling between his legs. Blonde haired and blue eyed, Dan had the typical chiseled, farm boy look. He was also hung like a horse. James remembered Jane's words as he picked up a hand and ran it through Dan's short hair. Dan never paused in his technique as he looked up and smiled at James. James allowed himself a moan of pleasure as Dan played with his anus. He felt the tip of his finger slide just inside, wiggle around, and move back out. As Dan's mouth moved faster and faster, his finger went in deeper and faster. James quickly lost his load, and Dan's face bottomed out at the base of his shaft, allowing the cum to pour down his throat. Dan moved up James' body and kissed him, just a light kiss, more of a tease than anything. He reached down and fondled James' cock. He then lay next to him, facing away. James pulled out the tube and lathered his cock with it. He parted Dan's buttocks and pushed some of it inside his anus. "I've never done this before," James whispered. "You're doing fine, I've done this a lot, I'm a pro, so I shouldn't hurt you. Don't worry, I'll let you know if I need you to stop or slow down," Dan said with a grin. James pushed him slightly over onto his stomach as he spread Dan's buttocks even further. Then he placed the head of his cock at his entrance. He took a deep breath and started to push his way in. Dan's only noise was a grunt as his sphincter muscle opened willingly to the sudden intruder. Dan moved his arms up so he could rest his head on them. James rubbed Dan's back lightly as he pushed his way deeper. It became obvious with the ease of the intrusion that the boy had done this many times before. They both grunted as he finished entering his backside and James readjusted his position for a more comfortable thrusting position. Dan let his breath out in a light trill as James started moving. James couldn't help but compare the feeling of Dan's ass to Jane's pussy. Dan's ass was more ridged and had more texture inside. It didn't feel any better or worse, it was just different. "You can go faster," Dan whispered. His voice startled James so much he stopped moving. Then he picked up the pace again as Dan's muscles started squeezing him, and Dan encouraged him as he picked up his pace. Dan's breath started coming faster and faster as he reached down and started playing with his own cock. Nothing existed in the world at this moment other than this man beneath him, he decided he could learn to like farm boys as well as farm girls. All too soon they both came, Dan's seed spilling out onto the grass in front of him. James lay down and turned onto his right side, ready to accept Dan's own experience as Jane came running into the meadow, "James! James! They're here! Lady Calarone's troops are here and your manor is in flames!" Both men looked up and saw black smoke rising from where James' home once stood. Jane thrust clothes into his arms, "Put these on. You won't do them any good if your clothes mark you for death." James put on the coarse trousers and shirt that comprised the clothing of a peasant. They hurried down back to the town. Jane slung James' arm around Dan's shoulders as she casually strolled beside them, "They're not going to believe that this family raised a boy-lover," Jane muttered. Dan played into it by winding his arm around James waist and whispering gibberish into his ear. As they reached the manor, James' heart dropped as he watched his family's home burn. "Move along, boys, nothing to see here," one of the soldier's said, leering at Jane. "Watch it, boys, she's preggers!" a voice sounded behind them. Their faces fell as a captain strode out beside them. James managed to keep a passive face as he watched his sister, Briana, being dragged out of one of the side houses and into the yard. Her clothes torn from her body as the man behind her pulled her to him and thrust his erect manhood into her cunt. She screamed and kept screaming while the soldier laughed. Jane's face grew set as she dragged the men with her. "You won't do her any good if you're dead," she muttered. She gave him a coin purse, "There's enough here to get you to the Northern continent. Join the Navy, appeal to the Queen. This has to be stopped!" XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX "I managed to get to the Northern Continent and join the Navy. Now I'm here, and you've heard my story..." his voice trailed off as his voice choked up. His sister's body and voice screaming still haunted him. The Queen looked at him shrewdly, "Lanya," she said, motioning to one of the women standing along the wall, "Send in one of your people. See what you can find out. We're going to stop this before more innocents get hurt." Island of Fantasy Ch. 06 It seems every planet has its own legends of merfolk. Our own is one of the few that actually has them. I stepped off the shuttle into the tropical belt of Sigada. I would be heading into the mountains where I would seek to help rectify his horrible situation later. My first goals involved meeting with local lords and ladies as well as exploring the seas. I wore my native skirt and looked around the spaceport. There was a fuss down near the water, which was going to be my first stop. I was told testing the waters was simple, if the tail appeared, the water was okay to breathe. I got to the edge of the dock only to find a group of sixteen girls staring down at the blue ocean. They were actually shaking. Sixteen inner tubes bobbed on the surface below. I was confused, could they not swim? They were also unclothed. I pulled off my skirt and prepared to dive in when one of the girls stopped me, "Don't go in there, you could drown!" I stared at her, she clearly didn't know me, "I can swim." I simply showed her my point by jumping in. My tail promptly appeared and I breathed a sigh of relief. I looked up at the girl as I surfaced. The girl who greeted me took a deep breath and followed me. As I suspected, no tail appeared, and she swam, or thrashed, toward the inner tubes. I helped her over as she threaded her arms through the middle. One by one, the other girls joined us, except one. "We're being sacrificed to the ocean," one of the girls muttered. "Well, we go out and spend the day out there. We'll be towed back at sunset." "What happens out there?" I asked, curiously. "We don't know, some come back pregnant." That got my attention, I volunteered to take the last girl's place. I threaded my own arms through another tube just before a boat came to pull us slowly to our destination. We stayed in a secluded location near an island in a beautiful lagoon with a tempting waterfall nearby. I slip through the center and cool off in the water, the sun was very hot. The girls giggled nervously as the day wore on. I was about to swim off and explore until I noticed one girl shudder and pass out. Soon, she and her tube moved off. One by one, all the girls all performed this action until I was left alone. I was about to slip back below the surface and found out what was going on when something caressed my right flipper and I passed out. I awoke underwater, in a hammock anchored to two walls in a crystal room. A merman hovered over me. I smiled, he smiled back, "You're one of us." His words were clear. I smiled and sat up. "I come from another planet where we live on the land and in the sea. I'm a mostly land dweller." His smile was intoxicating as he caressed my cheek, he pressed my back into the hammock and joined me. I snuggled next to him, noticing his more pronounced tail, it joined at the ankles, a dorsal ridge, more pronounced webbing between his fingers and his gold eyes and green hair. He rolled over on top of me and ran his fingers through my hair. "Don't tell them about us, they'll try to kill us." I was frankly shocked, but I nodded my agreement. He put his hands to the back of my head, gathering my long hair in them, and roughly pulled me to him for a kiss. I wasn't entirely sure what would happen, with no outward signs of genitalia. His upper body pressed close to me. He reached up and caressed my breasts. His touch was electric and I gasped. He lifted himself up a bit and ran another hand down my belly. He searched for something that I couldn't understand. He found it, a slit near where my legs would have started if I had been on land. He gently inserted a finger and swirled it around. He explored and found my clit rather quickly. I lay back and let him figure things out. He reached in further and found what would be my womanhood. He nodded and pressed back against me. "If we're successful," he whispered in my ear, "we could be joined the rest of the day. Don't worry, you'll rejoin your friends." "I'd rather swim in your oceans," I whispered back. This appeared to excite him because he pressed back against me and kissed me. I gasped as I felt something pop into my slit. It was hard and round and I assumed, long. It did have a long way to go. He slowly pressed his way forward. We weren't even sure we were biologically compatible, so this was an adventure for both of us. "How do your people mate?" he asked. His manhood had finally found my entrance. "On land," I replied as he started to push his way in. He had almost completed his maneuver when the door to the room banged open. He groaned as what appeared to be his mother came in. I gulped as a younger woman peeked around her. He finished and glared at the woman. "Mother, please learn to knock!" She stared at us and started to examine me from the top. She pulled at my flippers and prodded my ears. My host slowly rotated us over. Her hands roamed over my shoulders and my tail. She found another slit where my butt would have joined. She reached down and held my breasts, weighing them in her hands. She even opened my mouth and looked down my throat. She hurrumped as she swam back to the other side of the room to watch the proceedings. I shrugged and started moving against him. He stopped me with his hands and started rocking himself. I could feel his manhood moving in and out, but couldn't quite figure out how he was doing it. I arched my back both toward and away from him. The movements caused tiny electric currents through my most secret place and I simultaneously wanted to swim away from him and take him deeper. "Just relax. You'll learn to enjoy, the landers do." I wondered how they survived this in the water. They obviously did if they came back pregnant. I wiggled and I tried to crawl, and I also tried to relax. Then I felt my muscles clamp down and he poured himself into my crevice. I also realized I wasn't letting go after he was finished. He nodded, "We're compatible. The females of our species do that too down here. I'm Annan." He moved to the side and looked at his Mother, "We'll be here awhile Mother." "How long will we be like this?" I asked apprehensively. I did have work to do. Maybe I should have put this off until after it was done. Annan shrugged, "Could be hours, could be days. We'll send a message with one of the Landers in our language. Your people should be able to interpret it. What did you say your name was?" "Callie," I replied. I closed my eyes. This was my fault, I volunteered. All I could do at this point was stay put. He wrapped an arm around my waist as he extracted us from the hammock and we swam through the door. I wasn't embarrassed, I'd had sex in public before, I just hadn't done it while moving through a palace before. We entered another room and discovered the Landers in there. They had bubbles over their heads containing oxygen. They appeared to be resting, and several turned their heads looked at us enter. "You've killed her!" one of them screeched. Then she saw my tail. She looked very confused, "But, you had legs." "It happens on land," I replied brusquely. They were strapped down to the beds around their waist. There really wasn't any fear of them unstrapping themselves and trying to get away. He settled us down and strapped us in. I laid my head on his chest and waited. It seemed like hours later when I felt my womanhood unclench and start massaging his manhood again. Instead of pulling out, he resumed his assault on my willing person. "How will...you know...when we're...done....oooooohhhhhh," I gasped out, ending on a loan moan. "Your muscles won't clench up after we're done," he said. I realized I was finally beginning to relax. I couldn't help myself. I started screaming, not in pain, in pure and intense pleasure. "That's it," he murmured. The electric currents overwhelmed my senses as he kept pushing. I felt the other girls looking at me, some with fear, others with curiosity, but most with pure envy. I went over the edge with him once again. I felt, yet again, my muscles clench tight around him. He pulled me close, cupping my buttocks. "My Lady?" I heard a voice behind us. We turned to find Annan's mother floating behind us. There's a man named Skya down here. He says he wants to see you." I nodded my head, "He's one of the aquatics on our world." Skya swam in and looked around, nodding his head, "Well, I can tell them you're well. How long will you be?" Annan looked up at him, "Check back daily, we really don't know." Annan looked curiously at the collar and leash around Skya's neck. This led to an explanation of our lifestyles. He looked back at Skya, "Bring another one when you come back. Had an old seer tell me that you'd come, and I'd go back with you." I nodded as once again my muscles started their magic motions. It took three days for my body's excitement to finally let go. When I realized that Annan had slipped out of me I cried, and slept for another day. I had never spent this long underwater and was looking forward to seeing the sun. Annan and I swam to the surface and looked across the lagoon where I had been left with the other girls. They had gone days ago and we were reveling in the freedom of the open ocean. We swam, we leaped above the waves and watched the fish and other marine life below. He finally led me to the shoreline where we pulled ourselves out and emptied our lungs of water. Skya and several villagers awaited us. The village consisted of Aquatics and Landers who knew how to keep their mouths closed. Skya handed me the collar and leash while Annan looked over the contract that had been negotiated. He signed and I collared him. "Your green hair and gold eyes will attract people," I said with a smile. He looked down between his legs curiously. His cock was long, but not extraordinarily long, or big. I'd have to try it without the benefit of water soon. We were soon greeted by the local lady and lord. For the first time I was putting on underclothes, chemise and pantaloons. A bodice, which was laced tight, went over that and two skirts went on after that. They gave me shoes and a cloak after that. "James' valley is in the mountains, where it is cold. I've confirmed what he told you about the takeover. With the exception of that one sister, every member of the family at the chateau was killed. We've been trying to buy the girl, but haven't had any success." "I made a bid on a bunch of girls two weeks ago and apparently won. I'm going to 'collect' my prizes. I'll set them free, of course, once we're well away from the valley, but I'm worried. Some of those girls looked underage. How do you walk in this?" I asked exasperatedly. "And how Is anyone supposed to know that you're available?" The lord and lady laughed. They soon escorted us to our vehicle that would take us to the mountains. I could only hope that Brianna was among the lot she'd purchased. Slaves, that's what it amounted to. No contracts, no buyouts, no safe words, these girls were my property. Tomorrow, we would head for the mountains.