Unknown - Island of terror

"It's huge isn't it."

"Uhhhmmmm." I looked around at the near empty beach.

"Where's everyone else?"

"Don't know. My masters gone away somewhere," she said sadly. We lay there for a couple of hours until one of the boys showed up and fetched Cathy and Amy to come and start dinner. Me and Wendy trailed along because she was hoping one of her "masters" would be back and she could get a good "doing".

The boys weren't eating the same gooey paste we'd had the last couple of days. They had a mixture of coconuts, pineapples, and other fresh fruit and vegetables, as well as some kind of meat, that looked kind of like a pig.

Some part of me wondered why the boys didn't eat the same stuff we did. I quickly forgot it though, when a boy showed up and grabbed me by the arm, pulling me over to the side of the camp.

He pushed me down onto my hands and knees and then knelt behind me. Without saying a word, he pressed his stiff pecker against my cuntal opening and then worked it inside. I grunted and sighed happily as he fucked into me for several long minutes. I came within seconds, then came again at least twice more.

He shot his wads inside me and then pulled away.

"Get our stuff ready," he said. I looked up at him blankly.

"Our food, stupid. Don't you know anything?"

"No," I ventured.

"What!?"

"I mean, I don't know what you mean." He glared at me.

"You're our girl understand? You're mine and Rick's and Steve's." I cocked my head in confusion, wondering what he meant.

"We're your masters you stupid little piece of cunt meat," he snapped. That rang a bell somewhere.

"Oh," I said.

He tromped arrogantly off and I scuttled over to Wendy to ask her what he meant. She jumped and clapped her hands, happy for me having "masters".

She showed me where the food was kept and how to cook the meat on these long sticks so it didn't get burned.

Carolyn had dropped the piece of meat in the fire the other day and one of her masters had been so mad he'd held her tit over the flame till she'd screamed in pain. Heather had burned one of her master's meet and been beaten so hard, she'd lost consciousness.

I discovered that the they had rearranged the ownership of the girls to take in Penny and me. The other girls were upset because now they only had three masters each instead of four.

The Captain had three girls all to himself, plus Miss Carter. We all felt both sorry for them and envious of them. They had to share a master, but what a master! That great huge cock of his would tear your guts apart if given enough time, we all agreed.

The girls he used, Kelly, Holly and Carolyn, were in a perpetual state of dazed astonishment. Miss Carter was little better.

After the boys had eaten, we had to put on shows for their entertainment. The boys would think of what they wanted to see and then choose the girls to do it.

Kelly and Holly had to lick each other out, and then fight to see who would get to be fucked by the Captain. Although they were sisters, they fought viciously for the right to have that huge swollen meat filling their bodies.

They exchanged fearful blows and kicks, wrestling each other through the dirt in front of the circle of men gathered around the fire. Kelly finally managed to twist her hand through her twins' hair, yank her head way back, and then deliver a hard blow to Holly's belly, doubling her over and knocking the wind out of her.

She'd then twisted the helpless girl's arms behind her and shoved her face into the dirt until the Captain had nodded curtly.

Cathy, Amy, and Heather sang songs, and Annie did a slutty, but sensuous dance that had many peckers rising into the darkening evening.

Me and Carolyn had to compete with each other, lying side by side in the sand, we had to masturbate each other. The winner was the girl who managed to make the other girl cum first. We both spread our legs wide and stuck our fingers in each other's pussies, twisting and pumping, and pinching and rubbing.

I lost. My body was still hyper from this morning and last night. I'd cum like gangbusters, groaning and crying out in pleasure, and rutting against Carolyn's fingers.

As punishment, I had to stand in the center of the circle and bend over and clutch my ankles. Annie took a thin stick out and whipped my ass a dozen times until it was all red and burning. She managed to whip the tip of the little switch right into my pussy a couple of times, sending screaming pain through my system.

I was so worked up though, that it made me cum again, and then Annie was punished for making me cum without being told to. Her punishment, which she suffered with great indignation, was to eat out Wendy.

Needless to say, she wasn't happy about having to kneel in front of the perky blonde and suck on her pussy.

Then we poured some water into a low dirty hole to produce an awful mud patch and several of the girls had to wrestle in it. The boys really liked that. One guy got hot enough to stick it to Amy right there at the edge of the fire.

Another boy had Heather draped face down across his lap as he knelt there. His hands were working on her pussy, driving her crazy with lust. He got hot watching the mud wrestling and had her suck him off.

After that the whole camp kind of degenerated into a massive orgy. My three masters shared me. I spent the next hour on my hands and knees, sucking off one, getting him nice and hard and wet, while another fucked me from behind.

When the one behind me pumped his sperm up my pussy, he'd move away and the one in front would go around and stick it to me while I sucked the third. When he came in my cunt, the third would move around and stuff his prick into my hole while I sucked off the first one again.

Finally, my three masters went to their hut and slept.

The next day dawned with another mushy meal of gruel juice, as I privately called it. I think I had a kind of hazy idea that this stuff was responsible for us girls' weird behavior, but my mind was too flighty to put the thought together with any kind of action.

I went down to the beach and washed myself as best I could, then hurried back to make breakfast for Rick, Steve, and Merl. Rick assfucked me before eating, and then of course, I had to suck his cock clean, yuckie! I had to go out into the jungle with Merl and Steve because they were going harvesting coconuts that morning.

It was a real pain. I had to carry all the waterskins and lunch, and I had a heck of a time making my way down the trails behind them. At least I got to lie down in the sun while they climbed the trees. Heather was along too, on account of her three masters, Jeff, Ron, and Larry, were also on the harvest.

Me and her got horny lying there naked, and it wasn't long before we started giggling and feeling each other up. Then I got between her legs and sucked on her little clitty like mad, making her squeal with glee. After that we sixty-nined for a couple of cums until the boys got finished.

When they got back, Jeff suggested trading bitches for the morning, so Merl and Steve fucked Heather while Jeff, Ron and Larry screwed me. I thought that was great, cause I got an extra guy to fuck.

They stretched me out on my back on a kind of low hillock, with my back curved across the top of the hill. Jeff knelt over my face while I sucked down his cock, and Ron lifted my ass into the air and jammed himself down my pussy slot.

They came pretty fast, which disappointed me. Fortunately Larry made up for their speed. I'd been wanting his cock since I saw him screw Wendy that first day. It was nice and big and hard, and I loved the feel of it as it slid down inside my belly.

He let me put my legs and arms around him and hump back as he rutted into me, which most of the boys wouldn't tolerate. I pulled him tight against me, wanting every last inch of his hard cock in my cunt hole. I felt dizzy with lust as that long rod slid up and down in my gut.