Lance opened his eyes. He didn't recognize the room he saw as his vision cleared.
He looked down and saw he was naked. That fact didn't startle him. The size and stiffness of his erection did startle him.
Lance had awakened with erections before, usually because he had to urinate. This was more like having your girlfriend give you a blow job just before you blew your load.
Lance sat up and looked around the room. It had two doors on either end of one wall, but no windows. The bed he was laying on was the only item in the room.
Some kind of ventilation system seemed to be running, given the fact that the air in the room seemed fresh. Despite his lack of clothing, the temperature of the room felt, to quote Goldilocks, not too hot or too cold — just right.
Lance stood up. Not only did he have an erection, but his testicles felt bigger and heavier. Or at least they seemed that way, although he wasn't used to sitting around naked determining how his genitals felt. He had spent even less time examining his chest, but his nipples looked hard. Indeed, his skin felt flushed, as though he had been in a gym.
Lance went to the door in one corner. It was locked. He then went to the door on the other side of the wall. It opened into a small room that had a large can-shaped container on the floor, a bowl-shaped container on one side next to it with a tube coming out of the wall, and a square platform with another tube coming out of the wall on the opposite side. When he walked into the room, the ceiling became brighter.
A bathroom? It didn't look like any bathroom he'd ever seen, but that could be a toilet, and a sink, and a shower, he supposed.
Lance looked down on the floor, but his penis — bigger, redder and stiffer than he'd ever seen it before — blocked his view.
What should I do about this? he wondered. The last thing captives usually think about is getting their rocks off, he thought. He also wondered what the consequences of masturbating to orgasm might be from whoever was holding him captive.
Lance didn't know it, but not far from him Dana had awakened in an identical room.
She had a similar physical reaction after she noticed her own nudity. The first thing she felt upon standing is that her breasts felt heavier and larger. She had never seen her nipples as large or as hard as they were. Her skin seemed hot and felt moist.
She turned her head and felt her hair. She had pulled it back that morning. (This morning? What day is this? she thought.) Her hair was now down on her shoulders.
Between her legs she felt different too. Slowly, she touched herself between her legs. Tentatively, she probed inside her vagina. It was wet. When she brushed past her clitoris, she felt a sensual jolt that almost buckled her knees.
She sat back onto the bed. What was this? She tried to be clinical and remember how her sexual organs were supposed to feel. She felt different — everything felt more sensitive and achy — when she had her period every month, but that's not how this felt, she thought to herself. Sensitive, yes, but no pain or ache.
How she felt wasn't the only mystery. She tried to recall the last thing that she could remember. She remembered the plane going down after flying over an island that suddenly appeared in front of them.
But that wasn't the last thing she remembered, she realized. She had a vague memory of being prodded and poked ... and of its feeling good, almost sexual.
Not almost sexual, she realized. That was how it felt ... as though someone was playing with her body to sexually arouse her.
Well, if that's what happened, it worked to perfection, she thought. Her right hand went down to her groin. She touched herself again, just once, to see if she got a repeat of the lightning bolt she got the first time. She did.
Suddenly, her door opened. The woman who came through the door was wearing something that looked like a kimono that stopped short of her knees. Her body was almost outrageously curvy, from wide hips to narrow waist to breasts larger than hers. Her hair was dark and went halfway down her back.
"Welcome," said the woman, who had a voice that could almost be described as musical. "Please follow me."
"Where are we going?"
"To dinner."
"But ... I'm not dressed."
"Yes, you are."
Athena then went into the room across the hallway from Dana. Moments later Lance emerged, as naked as Dana and, based on the more visual evidence between his legs, every bit as aroused as Dana.
Dana looked at Lance's groin, then looked into his eyes, embarrassed. She caught Lance ogling her body. She thought to be offended, then decided against it since she was doing the same thing.
Athena took one of Dana's hands and one of Lance's. The three walked down the hallway to a large room with what looked like a dining table.
"Welcome to my island," said the other man. "I am Socrates Prometheus. You have already met Athena. Dr. Lindstrom, Dr. Manville."
Prometheus waved them to two chairs on the same side of the table.
"I find it interesting that when people are abducted they don't more often have their clothing removed from them," said Prometheus. "Your conventions about clothing and nudity being what they are, one would think removing clothing would make an escape attempt less likely. Of course, you have nowhere to which to escape. Nevertheless, you were born in this skin of yours, so that should be adequate for you, particularly here."
Out of the corner of his eye Lance had full view of Dana's breasts rising and falling as she breathed, along with her pubic hair, which didn't help reduce his erection at all. Out of the corner of her eye Dana had full view of Lance's erection. She had to resist the urge to reach out and touch it, to see what would happen.
Prometheus and Athena brought out plates for each of them. Their two captors sat on opposite ends of the table. Prometheus was dressed in a floor-length robe, like Athena's only all the way to his feet. Both were barefoot.
The meal was mahi-mahi and shrimp, with sweet potatoes, okra, avocados, and a fruit salad featuring bananas, breadfruit, mango, papaya and pineapple. A fruit punch accompanied dinner.
Lance hadn't eaten since breakfast, so he would have eaten a mahi mahi live from the ocean.
Dana thought she tasted ginger and nutmeg seasoning the food.
"This is incredible," said Lance.
"It's delicious," said Dana.
