Sandra woke first. She slipped out of the bed. It was strange to be able to move without Mary in tow. It seemed like she had always been chained to Mary. Sandra went into the bathroom. She dialed in her bath.
Sandra set the water temperature high. Sandra loved to be cradled in hot water. Sandra was reminded of her love making last night, when she slipped into the water. Her whole body tingled, from the bruises that covered her body.
Sandra masturbated as she relaxed. Her orgasm was full, not roaring as it had been last night. Sandra shuddered with pleasure at the memory of last night.
Sandra was happy this morning. She was happy to be free of Mary. She was happy to be off sick call. She kneaded the bruises with her hand. The pain brought her small shudders of pleasure.
Sandra left the bathroom, with her towel still in her hand. She saw Sharon and Connie sitting at the small dinning table, in the corner of the living room. Sandra folded the towel neatly. She sat it aside. She sank to her knees, without a word. She knelt in perfect posture, waiting for her mistress to acknowledge her.
Sharon ignored her, as she pet her maid. Connie answered the knock on the door. A servant rolled in a breakfast cart. He primly served the covered dishes onto the table, then left. The silence was deafening as Sandra waited.
Sharon finally acknowledged Sandra.
"Come have breakfast with us. Your day is scheduled. As are all of your days for the next two weeks."
"Yes mistress."
Sandra rose to her feet. She picked up her folded towel. She discarded it into the hamper in the bathroom. She went to the table, and sat beside Connie. Connie and Sandra faced Sharon. Sharon ate in silence, without notice of either of them.
Sharon rose and went to the patio. Sharon led Connie by the hand. The patio in Sharon's suite, was much larger than the one in Sandra's suite.
"Serve us coffee, like a well trained slave. With all of the romance that has been in your world, you might forget your place."
"Yes mistress."
Sandra served her mistress, and her maid, well. She sank to her knees when she had finished. She sat straight for her mistress. She posed for the unseen camera. Sharon reached out and patted Sandra on the head, like a well trained pet.
"You may serve yourself coffee and a small pastry. I do not want to spoil the mood. However, there is business on the table."
"Yes mistress."
Sandra served herself . She sat at the table next to Connie. She sat in perfect posture. Her head was bowed as she ate and drank.
"This is my favorite time on the island. All of the tourists are gone. The customers that are here, are of a different sort than the tourists have been here these last two weeks."
Sharon was in no hurry, as she drank her coffee and enjoyed her pastry. She looked out onto the lagoon. Sharon looked content, for the first time since the adventure all began. She spoke without looking at Sandra.
"Accommodations for these last two weeks, costs the customers $20,000 per night. The customers stay by invitation only. I hand pick them. They wait in line, to have a chance to be here for these two weeks. Their accommodations include the services of the slaves. There are less customers. Their demands are greater."
Sharon turned from the view. She faced Sandra. Sandra raised her head. She caught and held Sharon's eyes.
"I have no romance in me, when I say that I do not want to lose you. We'll make a lot of money on our films. I was quite correct, when I said that you are a natural actress. Your performances have been outstanding."
Sharon glared at her.
"Do not let it go to your head."
Sandra bowed her head as she replied.
"Yes mistress. I have no airs. I only serve my mistress."
Sandra raised her head, as Sharon continued.
"Besides your acting talent, your handling of Connie was excellent. I could not have hoped, for any better handling of the problem. I have never allowed my slaves to be hurt. I have never kept a slave that did not like her job... I also apologize for your abuse. I was remiss in not noting it sooner. I have removed $50,000 from Connie's account. I have transferred it to your account. Consider it workman's comp."
"I need no compensation, for serving my mistress."
"Never the less, you shall have it."
Sharon returned to her coffee.
"There will be no film. There will be filming. Every night you will preform on stage. The customers will not be part of the filming. They may, and some will, order their own films for their private libraries. On stage it is a little tricky. Each night will be filmed. The films must stand alone, before any customers enter the stage. Consider it all foreplay. I have no doubt that you will preform well."
"Yes mistress. I will serve you well."
"See that you do."
Sharon smiled her little sly smile, as she spoke to Sandra.
"You have little experience in a dominate roll. I have arraigned for your education. You will enjoy your schooling, I'm sure. You will serve at Mistress Karen's pleasure today, and into the night. In your pleasure at her hand, do not forget that you are there to learn."
"Yes mistress."
There is a guide waiting for you in the hall. Follow him. You will report to mistress Karen, naked. You will take no airs with you. You are still a slut slave. You will obey her, as you obey me."
"Yes mistress."
Sharon dismissed her with a gesture. Sharon led Connie to the bedroom, as Sandra left the room naked.
Sandra followed the guide. Her head was bowed, as befits a slave in her mistresses service. Her posture was perfect, as she walked. Sandra felt natural, walking the hallways naked. She was proud to display herself, in her mistress' service.
Sandra found herself standing before a door, as the guide knocked and waited for a response. Alexia answered the door. Alexia was dressed in a frilly white dress.
The dress was cut both low and short. Alexia's ample cleavage was clearly evident, as she stood smiling at Sandra. Sandra felt her vagina flush with moisture, as she stood naked before Alexia.
Alexia took Sandra into a full embrace. Alexia's kisses, and caresses, were filled with passion. Sandra's body, and her mind, responded to the embrace. Alexia seemed to be as excited as Sandra was, when she broke the kiss.
"My mistress awaits your arrival. She is seldom excited about a slave. You seem to have sparkled her lust. You have sparkled mine. My mistress and I share so much."
Sandra thought to herself. Mistress Sharon cannot escape romance even on her own island.