2. Evening, baring all
"Do you speak English?", Jessica asked them.
"Like a native!", the tall blonde woman replied in a well spoken English accent;
the voice of a middle class girl from the 'home counties'. "Are you new here?"
"New? I just escaped from some guys that were holding me as a prisoner."
The English girl laughed. "You haven't escaped. They've just let you out. You're
one of us now. I'm Kate, and this is Maria from Spain", she said, gesturing with
her head to the woman next to her.
"I'm Jessica...I'm American!" she added and realised how meaningless that seemed
now that she had been kidnapped and brought to an island in the middle of who
knows where.
Kate moved her cuffed hands around to touch Jessica's arm and planted a quick
delicate kiss on her cheek. Maria did likewise.
"Don't worry Jessica, we take care of you.", Maria said with a strong Spanish
accent.
"Come on, let's go meet the others", said Kate excitedly. A part of her was
pleased to find a new girl was joining their group, even though that meant a new
prisoner had been added to the island.
Jessica followed closely behind as the two girls walked quickly along the track
out of the forest and onto the beach. Kate's hands were cuffed behind her and
she also wore a leather collar, like a dog collar from which a light chain
descended down to her cuffs. Small sturdy padlocks fixed the chain at each end.
Jessica was beginning to wonder what the hell she had gotten into.
Suddenly, Kate stopped in her tracks.
"Would you like some water", Kate asked Jessica.
Maria was already standing underneath a trickle of water coming from the end of
a pipe 7 feet high up on a rock formation. The water fell straight down into
Maria's upturned throat.
Maria moved aside having had her fill and Jessica positioned herself under the
thin line of cold water. She didn't know that water could taste so good!
"This is where you can drink water at any time. And down there is a freshwater
bath, like a dipping pool really", Kate said, refering to a water filled hollow
alongside the trickling pipe. The water from the pipe, when not being drunk,
constantly tops up the pool by her feet which was the about the size of a few
normal bathtubs. If Jessica had looked closely she would have seen that this was
a largely man-made feature, with concrete forming at least half of the
circumference of the pool.
After each woman had had their fill of water, they continued down the trail for
a few more minutes before coming to the start of the beach area and the location
of the hut that Jessica has seen an hour earlier.
"Everybody! This is Jessica, she's just been released from the Lodge.".
Once again the tone of Kate's voice was more cheerful than Jessica could
comprehend, given their current predicament.
Five young women were sitting, scattered around the front a simple timber-framed
cabin on the edge of the sandy beach. Various greetings were exchanged, some
smiling, others more reserved.
"Rachel, Juliette, Hannah, Kelly and Sumi, that's all of us here".
The other women sized her up warily: American, very nice long brunette hair,
attractive face, lovely teeth of course, and a real tits'n'ass figure that men
love. Although they were all 'sisters in handcuffs' it's a woman's nature to see
a newcomer as a potential competitor.
Kate invited Jessica to sit down on a bench. There were several like it: Planks
of wood nailed to the tops of one foot high log segments. A relaxed silence came
over the group as they stared out to the remains of a beautiful setting sun on
the sea horizon.
Jessica looked around at the group. All as naked and thorough handcuffed as she
was. Each one very attractive in their individual way, she thought. A collection
of female beauty. The people that held them captive thought so too.
Hannah and Rachel were seated on a bench with Sumi, a Korean girl, sitting on
the sand leaning against the bench alongside her. Rachel's fingers reaching out
to the side to stroke Sumi's lustrous long dark hair. Juliette and Kelly were
similarly positioned and Juliette was plaiting Kelly's hair into pigtails.
Jessica spoke quietly to Kate. Her question was simple: "Do you know why I am
here?"
Kate hesitated in her reply and it was actually Hannah that answered the
question.
"This is a holiday island where people come to enjoy themselves. All kinds of
sexual activities take place here, and we are here to add to their fun. We are
the reason people come to this island.
"They call us bunnies which has nothing to do with Bunny Girls. I think it has
something to do with all the rabbits on the island, and we roam freely like they
do. It's better than being called a whore, slave, bitch or whatever. Oh, and by
the way, we have to address the free people as Master or Sir or Madame if it is
a woman. Don't forget that or you'll be in trouble."
Hannah couldn't bring herself to say they were sex slaves, but that is what they
were, but this place was as far from being a dungeon as it was possible to
imagine. This was an island, privately owned and secluded. It had a wonderful
temperate climate all year round and rich fertile soil There was no need to
keep their bunnies locked up in cells. The owners and guests could just go down
to the beach to collect them as and when needed. The group of eight bunnies on
this small beach was one of several similar groups on the island.
As other bunnies joined in the conversation Jessica learnt with horror that she
would stay handcuffed all the time she was not required in the Lodge. That was
the name of the place from where Jessica had 'escaped'. The Lodge was a secured
area containing a wide range of facilities that resembled a luxury resort hotel
in every respect.
Jessica's shoulders were aching from her afternoon in handcuffs. She moved her
arms a little and grimaced with pain.
"God, isn't there any way to remove these fucking handcuffs?"
Kate shook her head slowly and shrugged to give Jessica the obvious reply.
"Here, let me show you some exercises", Hannah offered. "Stand up and I'll show
you!"
Jessica stood, becoming aware that the action of standing now meant leaning well
forward and pushing strongly with her thigh muscles. Oh my god, she thought, a
life in handcuffs!
"Great! Now stand... feet apart...straight posture...head up and do what I do."
Jessica stood alongside of Hannah and copied her in a series of stretching and
shrugging movements. She heard and felt some gentle satisfying clicks from her
spine. The other bunnies were watching this little show as if to become more
acquainted with Jessica's body. It was a nice one, slim to medium build with
nice round breasts positioned high up her chest. They couldn't help but notice
her curvatious ass. A perfect angle formed between her buttocks and her spine.
Hers was a body that could dress to kill. Kate, having made these observations
was thinking that it would not be long before Jessica was back at the Lodge
dressed in the sexiest outfits imaginable for the visual delectation of the
guests.
Hannah's body was different, she had a lean, muscular, flexible body of an
athlete. Not every man's ideal type but still a body that mand and women just
had to watch. She was a former gymnast and yoga teacher. Hannah's dark hair was
cut very short but it suited her sculpted cheekbones. Even though she was
handcuffed, every movement was graceful.
They sat down again with Jessica's condition somewhat improved.
"Better?", asked Kate
"Much better thanks."
Kelly, the blonde baby of the group was looking rather cute in her new pigtails,
and had a teenager's eagerness to add something worthwhile to the conversation.
"Don't worry about the cuffs. We don't need to use our hands for much anyway,
and if you do need help with something there's always someone here that will
help you."
The others chuckled at her naive yet perfectly true statement. Kelly seemed to
be the last to get her own innuendo. She was right of course. They used each
other to do things they were unable to do with their own fingers! Jessica
blushed as she realised what the subtext to the conversation was.
"Jessica, you've gone all red!" said Kate, causing laughter all round.
Juliette, a gorgeous, slim and elegant French girl stood up and walked past
Jessica.
"Kelly and I are going to take a leettle walk", said Juliette. She was fluent in
English but spoke it with a strong French accent. Why would she want to speak
English any other way, when it sounded so delightful as it was? Jessica found it
odd that Kelly did not have any part in that sudden decision, yet the cute
blonde teenager also stood up. Just like Kate, Juliette wore a collar and chain
attached to her cuffs. Her hair was blonde and had a short feminine cut that
just touched her collar. The chrome plated chain somehow complemented the
delicate bumps of her backbone. Kelly followed eagerly behind Juliette as they
walked out of the group and along the beach into the darkness.
"Have fun!", Kate called out after them when they were already somewhat distant.
"Kate, can I ask you another question?", Jessica said tentatively.
"Sure. Anything!"
"Why do you and some of the others have a collar and chain attached to your
handcuffs?"
Kate had a notorious sense of humour and paused to formulate her latest unlikely
tale.
"Well, actually I'm Rachel's slave and she put these things on me. Now I have to
do her bidding and submit to all her perverted desires. She is such a cruel
mistress."
Rachel sat with mouth and eyes wide open at Kate's absurd statement, before she
decided to join in the fun.
"On your knees, bitch!", she called out to Kate.
Kate complied, and shuffled over to her on her knees and was kneeling between
Rachel's wide open legs. She made a rather forthright gesture with her tongue as
if to say "OK let's do it her and now!
There was a bit of sexual tension in the air as they all waited for Rachel's
next command. The truth was that Rachel would have quite liked a tender licking
from Kate but not there and then, in the presence of the newcomer. Rachel moved
her hands around to the side as much as her cuffs would allow and petted Kate's
head and then stroked her hair and face quite lovingly for a few moments.
"Now go back to your place and stop lying!"
Kate shuffled back over to Jessica, smiling as usual, and began the proper
explanation for the collar and chain.
"Actually you could say they are a prize, awarded to those that can move their
handcuffs over their bottom and in front of them. If the Masters catch you with
your hands in front they put these on you. It makes it impossible to pull off
the same trick again." Kate showed her back to Jessica and straightened her arms
downwards several times.
"You see, the chain is just long enough so it doesn't tug on the collar, so it's
really not a problem", Kate said while looking over her shoulder at Jessica,
just a few inches between them.
Jessica felt strangely stirred by Kate's little demonstration of her bonds. She
wondered whether anyone would have noticed that her nipples had hardened
somewhat. (Kate had, of course!).
Jessica (who was a strange young woman, as you will discover) thought that the
collar and chain was actually a 'good look'. She loved the fashion world and
worked in an upmarket apparel store. She always liked to help her customers
accessorize in the best way. Even though it was chains she was still interested
in what people wore and how it made them look.
"The chains suits you!", Jessica commented, bringing unanimous laughter from the
others.
"She needs more of them if you ask me!", Rachel joked.
Hannah got to her feet and looked down at seated Maria.
"Coming?", Hannah asked.
"Yeah, let's go", Maria replied, getting to her feet with a very large smile on
her face.
They wandered off in the same direction as Juliette had gone earlier. Jessica
noticed Maria's compact yet buxom figure. She had a pair of breasts like small
melons. They all gazed again at Hannah's wonderful body as she walked away from
them.
Jessica was curious. The group was gradually going off in pairs. Where are they
going?", she asked Kate.
"It's just private time to relax. We all do it." Her voice trailed off wondering
whether it was worth stating the obvious about what kind of relaxation two women
would be taking.
Jessica had the scary thought that she had ended up in some kind of lesbian
bondage orgy. But they were all safely restrained, so what could they possibly
do to her?
"Where are you from?", Rachel asked Jessica, her first attempt to strike up a
conversation with the newcomer. The inevitable talk between the two American
girls took place consisting of family, childhood homes and universities. The
outcome was that neither had anything in common with the other except their
nationality. Jessica was from Brooklyn, NY whereas Rachel was from Texas.
Jessica thought that Rachel was rather like Daisy Duke from the Dukes of
Hazzard, which was certainly a compliment in some respects but maybe not others.
It seemed that Daisy...sorry ...Rachel was a country-girl as much as Jessica was
a city girl.
Jessica concluded that the most interesting thing about Rachel was her breasts.
Although Rachel had a fine figure the breasts were a little oversized for her
frame. And what were those things on her nipples?
After staring at them for an impolite amount of time she asked the question.
"Rachel. What are those?"
"Well", Rachel said in her soft southern drawl, "we call them nipple hats and
the Masters call me a milkmaid. Maria's the same. Here, take a closer look."
Rachel knelt down in front of the seated Jessica. The objects were like little
sombreros the colour and texture of beaten bronze.The brim of the 'nipple hat'
was about an inch and a half in diameter and therefore covered most of the
areola while the hat space looked like an engorged erect nipple, which is what
it mostly contained. Jessica leaned forward to within inches of the breasts and
could see clearly how they were fixed on. A thin wire was threaded horizontally
through the sides of the hat leaving no doubt that the nipple was pierced by the
wire near its base. Then the wires from each side were brought together
underneath the nipple and fixed together with a tiny metal clamp. It reminded
Jessica of the things that utilities companies fix to their meter boxes to
prevent tampering.
"Wow! Do they hurt?", Jessica asked sympathetically.
"No, not really. Providing they are not touched. I've got quite used to them,
but it's very frustrating have your nipples locked away sometimes!"
Jessica imagined for a moment how it must be not to have access to her own
nipples. She loved to play with hers when she masturbated.
Rachel went on to explain that every day somebody would come to the camp, remove
the nipple hats by clipping through the wires and milk her breasts with a small
portable machine. Then the hats would be fixed on again until next time.
"But why are you lactating?", Jessica asked. She can be a very inquisitive young
lady.
"Well, I haven't been pregnant so I assume they are giving me some kind of
drugs."
Jessica nodded, "Yeah that would do it. Hormone treatments." She tried to act
horrified at the way Rachel had been enslaved, yet she always had a strong
maternal desire and was secretly quite envious of Rachel's milk-laden breasts.
After perhaps half an hour Juliette and Kelly returned to the group looking
relaxed and satisfied. Kelly although naked of course, still managed to look
slightly dishevelled. Her pigtails were no longer neat and she had sand stuck to
her lower belly.
"Now that you're back I think Rachel and I will take a little walk ourselves",
said Kate to Juliette. She looked back at Jessica sympathetically, sensing the
newcomer's anxiety. "Don't worry Jessica you're in good hands."
Jessica realised that she had just been allocated to Sumi. She was straight and
had never done it with a woman before. Now she had been paired up with an Asian
girl! I hope to God one of us knows what we are doing, thought Jessica.
Sumi, then spoke to Jessica for the first time. "Come on, we should also take a
walk!"
Jessica got up and walked along the beach with Sumi. The woman from Korea was
barely five feet tall and Jessica felt she was walking alongside a child, yet
Sumi had a mature serenity that gained Jessica's respect as they walked and
talked at a slow pace. They must have gone a few hundred yards before Jessica
was becoming aware of the serenity of this place. The beach sand was soft and
warm underfoot. The tide lapped very gentle on the shore. The cloudless and
moonless sky meant the stars shone bright. Jessica started to absorb her
surroundings, particularly the sky above her.
"Wow, that is awesome!", said the city girl who had never seen what the night
sky was like without the light pollution of the city. The immense broad band of
the milky way had revealed itself to another tiny insignificant lifeform. For a
few moments Jessica forgot the horrors of the week since her kidnapping and was
consumed with thoughts of the infinite and eternal.
"That is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.... Look! A shooting star.
There's another one!"
"Human words cannot be enough to describe it", Sumi commented. Although her
English was not fluent, her sound intellect was evident to all her fellow
bunnies.
"Come Jessica, we sit down and look at the sky."
Sumi led her over to a mis-shapen collection of timber - a badly wrecked rowing
boat embedded in the sand. Jessica sat down and leant against it. Her bare
bottom sitting on the soft dry sand. She found the wrecked boat supported her
back at a comfortable angle. She could just as easily look out to sea or up at
the stars. Sumi also sat down, not next to Jessica as she might have expected
but in front of her. A touch from Sumi's feet on her legs somehow obliged
Jessica to open the angle between her outstretched legs. Sumi was quickly
nestled in the gap between Jessica's legs. She leaned back very slowly against
Jessica's breasts and belly.
Jessica found herself deliciously trapped by the wood of the boat and the
softness of Sumi's body. Sumi's head rested on Jessica's left breast. She would
have loved to stroke Sumi's fragrant hair but with her hands cuffed behind her
all she could do was rub her face gently on the top of Sumi's head, lightly
kissing her hair. She nuzzled Sumi's ear noticing the large pearl stud earrings
she wore. The same type as Hannah's, she thought.
Sumi's hands were in the only place possible when the two of them were sat in
that 'sitting spoons' position, so Jessica was not surprised that she could feel
them touching her pussy.
Sumi looked up at her and Jessica saw the whites of Sumi's round sensual eyes.
Jessica was momentarily flustered by their intimate position. Oh my god, I'm
going to make love to a woman, Jessica thought. Sumi was well placed to note the
increase in Jessica's heartbeat and her anxiety.
"Relax, Jessica. I make you feel very nice, but I stop if you want me to" , Sumi
said softly. Jessica felt Sumi's fingers slip easily between her moist labia.
Sumi's thumbs located Jessica's clitoris and gradually worked the nubbin into an
aroused state. Jessica looked up at the stars but found it hard to focus. A few
minutes later she was finding Sumi's ministrations to be more than just
pleasant, she was getting very worked up.
"Stop...no...don't stop...ooh that's nice...yes...just there...oh my god...oh
god...thank you...thank you...". She was kissing Sumi as she came. Sumi bravely
finished off quietly as Jessica's teeth accidently bit into her neck. She
couldn't remember anybody bringing her to orgasm so quickly, and Sumi could
quite literally do it with her hands tied behind her back!
Jessica's body felt limp. She couldn't move but nor did she want to. Sumi too
stayed where she was, just repositioning herself a little so that Jessica was
more like the soft backrest she required. The dreaded "Ok, now you do me!",
thankfully never came. Although Jessica would have liked Sumi to repeat her
magic touch this was clearly not in Sumi's plans. They sat totally relaxed for
maybe a hour before heading back along the beach to see the others.
Back at the cabin area Jessica observed that a solitary lamp fixed to one of the
veranda posts provided a gentle diffused light over the area outside the cabin.
It had been on since sunset but Jessica hadn't noticed it earlier in the
evening. There were a lot of things like that: Things that were there all the
time but Jessica would not recognise them until much later.
Kate was sitting alone apparently waiting for them when they returned.
"How are you feeling, Jessica?", she asked.
"I'm feeling good thanks, but very tired", Jessica replied contentedly as Sumi
and Kate exchanged a conspirational wink.
"That's good, because it's time for bed", said Kate.
Kate led Jessica into the cabin. This was a simple prefabricated timber
structure: A shallow veranda ran the width of the cabin, protected by a four
foot overhang from the roof. The cabin door was in the center. Inside the cabin
sleeping platforms ran the full length of the cabin on either side of the door.
It was a small cabin, perhaps about 15 feet square, but as all of it except the
central aisle was given over to the sleeping platforms it provided fairly a
spacious sleeping arrangement for the eight occupants. In fact it could
accommodate sixteen. Each sleeping platform was topped with a leatherette
covered mattress that gave a seamless bed surface around 15 feet wide and six
feet deep. The inside of the cabin had no lighting but the single outside light
shone in just enough to see in the dark.
Jessica saw that a couple of the women were already in bed. Actually they were
on the sleeping platform each cocooned within a white sheet.
Kate explained about the way they slept."It can get a little cold at night but
if you wrap yourself up in a sheet like Kelly and Hannah over there you'll be as
snug as a bug in a rug as they say."
Kate held a folded sheet in her hands.
"OK, here's how we do it. Take hold of this corner in your teeth. That's it."
As Jessica did so Kate walked a sheet length away from her holding another
corner as high as her cuffed hands permitted.
"Good! Now just keep turning around until you are fully wrapped up. Keep the
sheet between your teeth and wrap yourself nice and tight." Jessica soon had
herself cocooned tightly from head to toe.
"There you are! Now jump on the bed and get comfy."
Kate cocooned herself with practiced ease with the help of a rusty nail in the
doorframe to hold up the sheet while she wrapped herself up. She jumped onto the
sleeping platform alongside Jessica.
Jessica was pleasantly surprised that the sheet holding her so snuggly was clean
and freshly laundered. There was another benefit from this arrangement: she was
wrapped so tightly that she could almost forget about her handcuffs. Within
minutes it was deep sleep that held her captive.
...to be continued