8:00 AM
Frank looked out the window of the plane. He could just about see the island in the distance. In about another hour, they would arrive. He couldn't wait. In the meantime, he went back to reading the pamphlet he had found on the plane telling the history of how Josiah Flamel had created the island retreat known better far and wide as "Pleasure Island."
Josiah Flamel was a rather complex man. He was part mad scientist, part evil genius, part lecherous bazillionaire. He hadn't created Flamel Island Retreat to make money, he created it to have a place where he and others like him could enjoy their one major pleasure, sex. The way he initially did make his money was also through sex, however. Flamel owned multiple scientific labs around the world where his employees created a variety of technical inventions and made a wide variety of medications, focusing on STDs. But they had also created a drug that put the little blue pill to shame.
Sexienafil was a blessing to men because it made it possible that a man's body would only require a wait of a minimum of fifteen minutes between one ejaculation and the next. And Sexienafil didn't wear off for twelve hours whole hours. That meant a man could fuck a woman up to 48 times in twelve hours.
What wasn't mentioned in the pamphlet and that people didn't know was that Flamel himself had a secret laboratory where he worked, searching for the way to make the perfect sex slave. And he found it, a drug he called Slavium that he combined with nanobots that worked following a computer program he created called SX6. Slavium affected a woman's body in multiple ways, changing her from being just human to being part animal, part vegetable, part mineral.
Upon injecting a woman with Slavium, on the animal level, it changed her body so that she stopped producing eggs, so she no longer had periods, and her white cells were made into the perfect protectors from all illnesses and diseases, thus, no man would ever have to worry about having a condom handy since she could not get pregnant or transmit STDs. Also, her healing process was accelerated so that a simple cut or bruise would heal within 24 hours. Her external physical aging was halted as well. Though she would get older on the inside, physically, if she were say 21 years old, she would look like she was 21 for the rest of her life. Thus, she would remain as beautiful as the day she was first injected. Plus, she no longer needed to sleep at all. One last change was that her erogenous zones were altered to be at least three times as sensitive.
Her metabolic system was altered so that she became like a plant, able to produce all the nutrients she needed to stay alive simply from exposure to sunlight and one glass of water a day. She was still able to eat food, drink liquids, and sleep, but she didn't have to to survive.
These changes would all be worthless if she couldn't be controlled. That's where the mineral connection came in. Her brain was changed via nanobots that she was injected with, literally rewiring her brain so that she could be reprogrammed like a computer with his hackproof SX6 program, turning her into a completely obedient living robot. Flamel also built an electronic collar that his slaves would wear. This collar would make identifying each slave easy, as well as include a GPS so that each slave could be located at any time. Also, each slave could be easily programmed for different jobs, like being a maid or waitress, by plugging a chip into the collar that would then communicate with the nanobots in her brain.
The pamphlet did talk about how once he had this all perfected, Flamel bought an island nation in the Pacific. It took about five years to build the resort. Women from around the world were hired to work there, but they were hired thinking they would be doing all sorts of jobs from front desk and guest services to housekeeping, maintenance, food and beverage, and activities management. Truly, though, known only to Flamel, was that he wanted them primarily for their looks, their sexual attractiveness. He only interviewed women between 18 and 35 from all over the world, seeing as he wanted a wide variety of appearances. But once they were injected with Slavium, he didn't have to worry about paying them, feeding them, or housing them, seeing as they were now his to use as he wanted.
Some people were suspicious of his actions when they learned what the women would mainly be doing at his resort. But they couldn't do anything about it seeing as he now owned his own nation, able to rule as he saw fit, making up his laws however he wanted. Flamel didn't want to be a dictator or ruler, so he hired other people to run things. He just wanted to have his lustful fun. And that is just what he, and his guests, did.
9:00 AM
Frank walked through the automatic doors into the lobby with his luggage. He stopped to look around at the huge space. In front of him was the check-in desk and to his left and right were elevators. Everywhere around him were people, all of the women were beautiful, and all appeared to be wearing different colored collars.
"I think I'm going to enjoy this," he thought as he strode forward to the check-in desk.
"Hello, Sir," greeted a younger gentleman behind the desk. Behind him stood another man, quite a bit older. "Welcome to the Flamel Island Resort."
"If you would, please place each hand on the scan pads," he continued.
Frank saw the two pads with outlines of hands on either side of the young man's window. He put down his luggage and did as he was asked.
"Mr. Frank Greene, here for a three-week stay," the young man said, looking at a computer screen. "Is that correct?"
"Yep," Frank replied.
"Very good. You will be staying in room E528. Do you have a preference of a woman to show you to your room?"
"I'm sorry?" Frank asked with an inquisitive look.
"Give some examples," the older man said quietly to the young man.
"No, I'm sorry, I'm new at this," the young man said to Frank. "I mean, would you prefer a blond, a brunette, a redhead? An Asian, an African, a Latina?"
"Oh, um, no, no preference," Frank said.
"Okay then, one moment please." The young man hit a button on his keyboard and a moment later a sexy blond in pigtails walked up to Frank. She wore a button-down blouse that was tight against her chest and a pair of shorts that nicely showed off her long, smooth legs. He noticed the collar around her neck was lit with green LED lights and the front had a digital LED display that showed the name 'Jane' and the numbers '1 0 6' across her throat.
"Hello Sir, my name is Jane," she said. "I'll show you to your room. Please, follow me."
"Um, don't I need a key?" Frank asked.
"Sorry," the young man said again. "No keys needed. Your handprint will allow you access to your room. Jane here will explain everything. Enjoy your stay."
