By far the most difficult celeb that I met in my Rain Forest village was a super-bitch called Mariah.
She arrived one day with two big nasty looking bodyguards and a little timid middle-aged woman named Wanda.
Right from the start the super-bitch upset everyone in the village. She barked orders at everybody, even making demands of the Chief himself and poor old Wanda had to do everything that Mariah asked.
Whenever Mariah thought that she had seen a spider she would scream her head off until someone came to her assistance.
She complained about the food, the heat, the people, the plants, the animals, almost everything and it seemed that everybody was scared of her.
After two days Wanda became so exhausted with Mariah's demands that she became ill and had to be flown back home. This made Super-bitch grumpier than ever because she had now lost her personal servant.
One day I felt the temptation to visit Mariah's hut.
This hut (if you remember) was the same hut that Britney, Christina and Lindsey had stayed in.
I knew that Mariah was not at home because she had gone to pester the Chief about something or another.
I was simply curious to see what she had done to the décor of the hut.
I couldn't possibly see how she could lower herself to live in there.
I climbed the ladder and entered the hut. I was quite surprised to see what a mess it was in.
There were used-tampons, dirty underwear and all sorts of things lying on the floor. It seemed that without Wanda to tidy up after her, Mariah had got herself into a mess.
I had a good look around but got the shock of my life when Mariah herself came up the ladder and caught me in there.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" she screamed.
"I ,I..." I spluttered, "I was just...."
"How dare you?" she yelled.
I thought that she would ask me to leave but instead she just started barking orders at me.
"Now that you're here, you nasty intruder, you can start by cleaning up this place!"
I told her that I was not her servant and would not take orders from her but she told me that if I did not do as she asked, I would be receiving a visit from her nasty bodyguards.
I had no choice but to do as she wanted me to.
She told me that I would have to be her replacement for Wanda. When I found out the things that Wanda had to do for her, it didn't surprise me at all that the servant had become ill.
My first task was to pick up all the tampons and dispose of them. I then had to collect all of Mariah's dirty panties, take them to the stream and wash them.
I was under strict orders not to look at any embarrassing stains that were on them as "Miss Carey has to keep her dignity at all times".
I was under even stricter orders not to sniff them as everybody wanted to sniff Mariah Carey's underwear because she is the most important, most desirable goddess on the planet.
I did as she asked and took her panties to the stream, washed them as best I could then brought them back to the village.
I hung them outside her hut to dry then I climbed the ladder and went back inside.
Mariah was sat on the bed waiting for me. She ordered me to strip naked which I did.
"Servants perform much better when naked," she told me, "If you're ever going to set eyes on any part of my body then it is only right that I see yours uncovered."
Her words excited me and I wondered what she meant by me setting eyes on her body.
It didn't take me long to find out!
She took off her skirt and panties and invited me to look at her pussy.
I got an erection instantly. She saw this and said to me:
"I should be angry with you for becoming erect in my presence. I'm not here to satisfy your pathetic sexual urges. However, I will let you off this time because being the most beautiful woman in show-business, I accept that you can't help yourself."
The vanity of the woman was beyond belief!
"Now," she said to me, "I'm going to tell you what your next task is. I want you to lick my pussy and my ass. I'm in need of a little relaxation. It's the stress of trying to cope with these simple natives.
I want you to lick, lick and lick and don't stop until I tell you otherwise. You can start on my pussy first."
I didn't need to be told twice.
I climbed onto the bed and I expected her to lie on her back and open her legs but she didn't.
She commanded me to lie on my back.
"Mariah Carey never puts herself beneath anyone," she snapped, "I will sit on the face as I normally do."
She crouched over me and then lowered herself onto my mouth and nose. I started to lick her pussy but she pushed me away with her hand.
"I'm trying to relax, you fool," she said, "start around the edges first!
Do it slowly and build up to it."
I licked around her pussy slightly brushing the edges of her lips with my tongue and taking care not to stick it inside just yet.
"That's it, Wanda," she moaned, "nice and softly."
"My name's Tom," I mumbled.
"Shut up and keep licking, Wanda," she barked, "you're filling in for Wanda so I shall call you Wanda!"
I licked and licked and licked until she urged me to go one step further.
"Now you can stick your tongue inside my cunt," she said to me.
"I started slowly circling my tongue inside her. I lapped it up like a kitten drinking milk.
She urged to me go faster, so I did.
Her cunt had a strong aromatic smell and I was completely intoxicated by it.
As I lapped away and nibbled on her clitoris she started to moan. The moans got louder and louder and at one point I thought that she was going to break into song.
After what seemed like a very long time (my tongue was getting tired) she asked me to stop and lifted herself off.
"That was a most satisfying orgasm, Wanda," she said to me. "Normally, I would ask you to work on my ass now, but I'm too tired. I spent a lot of time shouting at the Chief today and that is not good for a singer. I need to rest my voice and I need some sleep. Come back tomorrow and do some more chores for me or I'll send my faithful bodyguards to visit you."
I got dressed and was about to leave when she asked me to take something. She gave me a small book.
"This is Wanda's handbook," she said to me.
"This handbook is what all my employees have. It has all the rules in it. Study it tonight and then you will know how to behave correctly tomorrow."
I took the book and left. When I got back to my hut, I decided to read it.
The first chapter was entitled "How to Greet your Mistress." It went something like this:
"Each day when you meet Mariah Carey indoors you must first take her right hand and kiss it whilst bowing or courtseying at the same time.
Next you must take her left hand and do the same.
The next step is to say "Good day to you Miss Carey, you are looking so beautiful as always."
The next step is hug your mistress and kiss her on her lips.
If she is pleased she may stick her tongue in your mouth. You must let her do so as she likes nothing better than a good french kiss.
You must continue to kiss her passionately until she beckons you to stop or she pulls away.
The next step is to grab her left breast. If it is possible to do so you must gently remove the breast from its cover, place her nipple in your mouth, give it a very brief suck and then say
"What a pleasure it is to taste your beautiful nipple, Miss Carey."
