Author's note:
This ends the first part of my story. I have written a second part, the family's island adventures. If you, dear readers, wish to read part 2, let me know. Votes and feedback always gratefully accepted.
THANKS
Dom Woolf
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CHAPTER FOURTEEN
New Home New Blood
Three months later, life had changed again. The business's had all sold, bought by some huge conglomerate. Maria was now officially his personal assistant and unofficially his sex and pain slave. She and Donna were doing great taking care of the mansion and him. Lisa was working with a tutor every morning and getting ready to take her collage finals in a couple of months. Most surprising to Rick was Christy.
Lisa and Christy had had a long conversation before coming down to breakfast and then had another long conversation with Rick in his den after breakfast. The long and short of it was that Christy wanted to be trained as a sex slave.
She and Lisa argued their points for several hours and Rick decided to let them give it a try if a way could be found to do it without risking everything. Christy's family was large but not particularly close and was what was known as working poor. It didn't take much to convince them that since they were soon to be leaving on a world tour, Lisa needed a companion and that Christy would benefit from a personnel tutor while traveling with them.
Unknown to either girl Christy's dad required a little more persuasion, ten grand worth of persuasion. Rick thought the man a fool; the girl was worth a hell of a lot more than ten large.
Now Lisa slept in her own room with her new slave /best friend in attendance. Rick slept with Donna or Maria or both or he tossed both in the cage he had built in the room and slept alone.
Christy was 19 soon to be 20 and Lisa was soon to be 19. Rick decided it was time to take this circus on the road. He booked a plane and rented a villa on a nice island in the Caribbean. He figured he would take his little family there for a few months then move on to Greece for a while; maybe see Australia and some pacific islands.
Six weeks later Rick was reclining in his big lounge chair on the deck of the villa watching the ocean and enjoying some kind of rum drink that Donna had made, while his two slaves lay slathered in oil and tanned from head to toe on woven mats on the beach. Lisa was over by some palm trees wearing just a bikini bottom and practicing with her single tail on the tanned and striped back of Christy, who was tied and gagged, spread nude between those very same palms.
He spotted the movement in the bushes hiding the cliff base and quietly slipped around the side of the villa. It took him about five minutes to circle noiselessly around behind the spot where he had seen the movement. There he found two teenage boys with binoculars and cameras. They were so focused on the scene his women were displaying he could have been playing in a marching band and they wouldn't have heard.
He reached down and hauled them both up by the hair. They began yelling so he smacked them together and marched them down onto the beach. Donna, Maria and Lisa met him as he pushed the boys out of the jungle.
"We have a couple of spies with cameras.' The women all began to yell at the boys and Rick let it continue for a minute or so. "Attention ladies." The noise shut off like a switch had been pressed. "Donna, go to the base of the cliff and retrieve their stuff. Maria you go to the toy box and get me a couple of sets of arm and leg cuffs. Lisa cut Christy down and meet me in the house.' He issued orders to all three then proceeded into the house, never releasing the boys for a second.
Maria met him in the living room with the cuffs he requested and in moments the boys were bound hand and foot. Lisa and Christy walked in followed moments later by Donna carrying an armload of cameras, and other gear. Lisa snapped her fingers and all three slaves went to one side of the room and placed themselves at attention. Lisa and Rick divided up the cameras and began going through the pictures to see what the boys had filmed.
There was at least three days worth of pics, footages of Lisa and Christy's bondage sessions. Pics of Donna, being paddled while Maria was eating her pussy. Maria hung suspended, inverted and sucking Rick's cock as he dripped hot wax from a candle into and onto her pussy and tits. The final footage was Christy's whipping today, though a lot of the footage from the camera with the biggest telephoto lenses was of Donna's and Maria's wet and oiled pussies. All the cameras were digital and very expensive, too expensive for the boys to be innocent voyeurs.
Rick grabbed the nearest boy, beginning to question him about what the hell they were up to. The boy gave him some bullshit story of just wanting to film the hot tourist women. Lisa went to the other boy and yanked down his swim trunks. She grabbed his cock in one hand and smacked his balls with the other. He started to scream and Lisa had Christy shove a gag in his mouth. She went back to pulling his balls and smacking them as Christy held the boy down.
Rick had hauled the first boy up and made him watch for a few minutes, then asked him again what they were up to.
Again he got the bullshit story. He dropped the boy and told Lisa to work on them and call him when they were ready to tell the truth. Lisa reached over and pulled the boys trunks down to his knees.
"We were hired. We were hired."
Rick looked back and inquired. "By whom and for what?"
"To take da pictures. Of all da women but especially of the blond girl and especially of her getting fucked." The boy was talking fast, looking fearfully at Lisa who had taken her hand and wrapped her fingers around his ball sack.
"WHO HIRED YOU?" Rick thundered.
Lisa gave the boys balls a hard tug. "A white guy, man. I don't know. We was to meet him at da hotel. Only after we had pictures of da blond girl fuckin wit you. Dat's all. Just take da pictures, man."
Rick gave orders quickly. "Cage dummy number two. Lisa get dressed. Donna hold the fort and everyone stay inside, doors locked until we get back. You boy, are going to point out this white guy. And if I find out you are lying to me: Lisa and the girls get to play kick the can with your balls."
It took several hours for Julio, (that was the boys name) to spot the "white guy". Lisa kept reaching into his swim trunks every fifteen minutes to remind him what would happen if he failed. Julio was so scared of the red haired witch he peed himself at least once. It only took Rick and Lisa a second to identify the white guy as Christy's money-grubbing fool of a father.
"Take Julio back to the villa and wait. I'll handle this and meet you back there.' Rick got out of the land rover he had leased while they were on the island. Lisa had gotten good at driving the sturdy little truck and wasted no time wheeling it around and heading back to the villa.
Rick stalked the fool for an hour or so before he finally returned to his room. Rick waited a few minutes listening at the door to be sure he was alone before knocking. Rick used his best imitation of the islands accent, "Sir, I have the message for you, from a Julio."
Rick figured his accent was lousy but he also figured this fool wouldn't know the difference. He was right, as Christy's father came straight to the door and began to open it.
That was when Rick kicked the door, which slammed into the fool, knocking him into the room and flat on his butt. Rick was there almost before the man hit the floor. Rick pulled him up by his shirt and rabbit punched his nose a couple of quick times. Then he hauled him up and dropped him on the bed.
" Let me guess." Rick began "You decided that ten grand wasn't enough. That I was fucking your daughter and you could blackmail me with pictures and get a lot more money. So you used the ten grand to buy cameras and a plane ticket and hired a couple of local dummies and here we are. How am I doing so far?"
"You broke my nose." The man blubbered.
"Yep, I did and that's just for starters." Rick grabbed the man's shirt." I used to be a cop; asshole, I spotted your idiots, found out about you and now have them in the local jail. Where, for about 200 bucks, I can have them on a chain gang for years. Once I have you arrested for blackmail and extortion, you will get to join them."
He looked down at the sniveling man. "You idiot, on this island money can buy just about anything. Your daughter isn't my fuck toy. For far less than the ten grand I gave you I could buy a fucking houseful of women, girls or babies for that matter and nobody would ask questions. And you think I paid you that money so I could fuck her? "Rick shook the man. " I should send her home and sue you for my money back. Or just let her know that you sold her in the first place."
The man was turning whiter than a ghost.
"There is a plane ticket at the airport on the first plane out of the islands: if you aren't on that plane and if I ever hear from you again, she goes home and your ass will be tied up in court for the rest of your miserable life. I can always find another companion for my daughter."
Christy's father begged him not to send her home. He knew if Christy and his wife ever found out about the ten grand or the blackmail attempt his life would be ruined. He promised over and over to leave and never bother Rick or his daughter again. Rick sucker punched him once in the stomach and let him fall.
Rick stopped at the hotel desk and arraigned for the ticket. He had the bellhop deliver the message with the flight time to man's room and waited in the bar until he saw him check out and take the airport bus. Rick hired a cab, went to the airport and made sure the man got on the plane. Once the plane had taken off, he went back to the villa.
Lisa tied a rope around Julio's cock and balls, leaving his swim trunks around his knees. She used the rope to lead Julio back into the villa where she tied the rope high enough to make Julio stand on tip toes to keep his balls from being ripped off. Lisa set a chair next to the half naked boy and had Christy kneel beside it.
