Aureilia found herself even more excited about the opaque plastic tubes with obvious semen being sucked into them from the men's eternally erect penises. The flow was not constant from each man, but the ejaculations occurred as they did on the island. The women manipulated the big toes of the men, and slow pleasurable orgasms occurred in the men, and the resulting spurts were plentiful. No need for the clay "pots" here. The precious male juices were collected efficiently through the tubes and into clean sterile containers. The fluid was to be later processed into the beeba powder, or used for fertilization of more Amazons, or tickle-beef!
Aureila noticed the microphones above all the men, as well. Darla explained that male laughter was an extremely efficient form of energy. It powered the Petra Viva powerplant and thus provided clean electric into the homes of many women. "Look at those men," Darla laughed. "They just lie there and we do all the work to produce the energy!" Aureilia laughed too at the wicked and fiendish notion. But there was yet an even more source of energy, Darla explained, that she would show Aureilia later.
Darla took Aureilia to the lower floors of the building which were somewhat more quieter and plush than the rest of the place. However, the unmistakable sound of ecstatic hysterical male tickle laughter from the floors above, was still possible to hear. There could be no shutting out that pleasurable –to a woman's ears – sound. Down in this area, there were long corridors with padded rooms on either side. Darla took keys from her pocket and unlocked small shutters from windows in the doors. She motioned Aureilia to peer in, each window she opened. In one, Aureilia saw a sultry blonde woman dressed in a sleek silky pink blouse, but otherwise naked, riding the cock of a completely nude bound lanky stud. The woman rode the man's cock, and faced his naked feet. Every now and then, she would lean forward to suck the man's naked long toes, thus causing his erect penis to bend forward. Aureilia noted the man's strained face whenever the woman did this, and the site caused a tingling sensation to occur in her loins. It was turning her on!
In another room, Aureilia saw a woman hungrily biting the toes of yet another long legged, sleek-footed spread-eagled male. She wasn't drawing blood, but the man was clearly in distress. After biting the toes, then she would scrape the soles of his silky smooth looking bare feet, eliciting the delightful sound of male tickle laughter.
"Ohhhhhhhh, Darla!" Aureilia cried. "I thought the island was heaven, but this is remarkably better!"
Darla laughed in agreement.
"Why are these men cordoned off in separate rooms?" Aureilia asked while fingering her clit.
"These women enjoy one on one action, and they pay more for it."
In another room, two women worked over a long lanky dark-haired male that very much resembled her Martin. The man was delicious looking to Aureilia, naturally, and she wanted to participate in his delectable tickle torture. He clearly was in tickle oblivion as his body bounced and twisted in true tickle-torture fashion, and the women tickling him – one at each size 14 high-arched bare foot – were drooling in sexual ecstasy. "I like this one!"
"He's one of our most popular tickle studs," Darla said. "He's raised a lot of money for the government!"
Darla led Aureilia out of the building through a back exit and across the street into the Petra Viva Captive Male Power Plant. As soon as Aureila entered, she her sense of smell was filled with male pheromones, the kind of scent produced after the males on the island were forced to do their daily run. She looked around and saw hundreds upon hundreds of men on tread mills, running hurriedly, excitedly, as fierce looking women whipped their butts. The treadmills had large wires attached to them and every once in awhile, Aureila heard and saw sparks shoot out from beneath the treadmills.
"We allow many of the men to work here every other day, after finishing up many hours at the tickle marts," Darla explained. "It produces even more energy than the male tickle laughter, and it certainly keeps the studs in excellent shape!"
Aureilia's eyes were dilated in sexual ecstasy as she surveyed all the near-naked studs, wearing only jock straps, as they ran on the tread mills to produce energy for this female-dominated world! She watched as two armed-with-stun-gun women removed three men from the tread mills, and listened to what they told the men: "Get in the showers, beef! You're slated to do a stint at Mistress Tickula's Parlor in one hour! Get moving!"
