CHAPTER
SIXTEEN: SEASHORE
“I must first tell you, that I
really appreciate
everything you’ve done for me.” Billy said. “You’ve been doing an
excellent job.”
Angelina replied, “Thank you, Master. I love hearing
that from you.”
Angelina led Billy out the front door and down to
the subway. Billy looked around at the servant girls waiting on the
platform. This time, they were dressed more conservatively than before,
now wearing short dresses, nylon stockings and high-heeled shoes, all
shiny and attractive.
“This is a nice dress code.” Billy said.
“Thank you, Master. We angel girls tell the servant
girls what they can wear unless you say differently.” Angelina replied.
“They look like young ladies who work in an office.
They are outrageously pretty.” Billy observed. He walked around for a
few minutes and selected a girl to molest, then grasped the front of
her dress with both hands and ripped it open, exposing her bra and her
slip. The girl screamed, but to no avail. Billy opened her bra in front
and started fondling her breasts as the girl’s face turned red.
Billy continued running his hands over the girl’s
breasts and her ass until the subway train arrived. Billy and Angelina
boarded. The molested girl fastened her bra, and stepped onto the
train, holding her torn dress together.
Two stops later, Angelina led Billy off the train
and upstairs, then down the street to the pier. “We’re going to that
island. It’s called Seashell Island.” Angelina said.
“Is this the fresh water ocean or the salt water
ocean?” Billy asked.
“This is salt water.” Angelina replied. “There’s a
small settlement on the island. We’ll be going by yacht.” She led Billy
onto the yacht and sped off. An hour later, they docked at Seashell
Island. Billy and Angelina tied up the yacht and walked ashore.
Angelina led Billy along the clean, sandy beach. They walked with the
ocean on their left.
“Here’s where we go into the forest.” Angelina said.
She led him up a path just into the forest, where they sat down. Billy
enjoyed the scene. He kissed Angelina.
A few minutes passed, and Billy saw a cute girl
walking along the beach, with the ocean on her right. She was gathering
seashells and placing them into her bucket. She wore beach sandals,
denim shorts, and a bikini top. Her hair was braided on both sides.
Billy watched her walk by.
“Go for it.” Angelina whispered. “I’ll wait for you
in the yacht.”
Billy waited until the girl walked by, then snuck up
behind her. Then he ran up and surprised her. With his left arm, he
reached around her left side and grabbed her right breast, while he
placed his right arm around her right side. She screamed as she dropped
the bucket of seashells. He held her like that, then released her. She
turned around, panting for breath.
She turned around to see who it was. Her eyes opened
wider. “Master?” she said. “Why, what a surprise to see you so soon.”
“Unfasten your bikini top and pull it apart so I can
see your bare breasts.” Billy instructed her.
“Yes, Master.” she replied. Shaking, she unfastened
the front of her top and slowly pulled the parts away from each other.
She held it open.
“What is your name?” Billy asked, as he looked at
the girl’s breasts.
“Rebecca.” the girl said.
“Where do you live?” Billy asked.
“I live with two other girls in a cottage, in the
forest, about one kilometer from here.” Rebecca replied.
“You are still shaking.” Billy observed.
“Yes, Master. I am scared.” Rebecca replied.
“Why are you scared?” Billy asked.
“I am terrified that you are about to rape me.”
Rebecca said.
Billy grinned as he stared. Tears started running
down Rebecca’s face. “If you wish, you may rape me here on the beach.”
she said. “Or if you wish, you may rape me in the cottage. There is a
serve room there, all set up for you.” She looked at his face, shedding
more tears as she continued. “Or, if you wish, you may rape me in the
forest, along the way. The ground is all covered with pine needles, and
is nice and soft. I am totally at your mercy, Master, and I must serve
you however you say.”
“Strip naked.” Billy instructed.
“Yes, Master.” Rebecca said. She pulled the bikini
top over her shoulders and slid it down her arms. Then she kicked off
her sandals. She blushed when she saw Billy staring at her as she
slowly pulled down her shorts.
Billy said, “Leave everything here. The bucket, the
shells, the clothes. Leave it all on the beach and start walking naked
to the cottage.” He watched and feasted his eyes on Rebecca as she
complied. She led him along the beach to the path that led to the
cottage. Billy walked alongside her, watching her.
After walking about ten minutes in the forest, Billy
looked around and said, “This is a nice place, Rebecca. A nice place
for me to rape you.”
“As you wish, Master.” Rebecca replied. She looked
at him for his next instruction. Tears started running down her face
again. She started shaking as Billy smiled.
Billy just feasted his eyes on her. Then he said,
“Let us walk out of the path, and onto this nice carpet of soft pine
needles.”
Rebecca followed Billy about five meters off the
path, then looked at him. Billy enjoyed seeing her from another angle,
with a different background view. “Rebecca,” he said, “I’m going to
rape you here.” He put his hands on her breasts and her ass and enjoyed
for a while. Rebecca trembled. The humiliation made her cry more. Billy
ran his fingers over her crotch. “You know, if we were on Earth and I
were to meet you on the beach, I’ll bet you probably wouldn’t even open
up your bikini for me to see your breasts. Earth girls cover themselves
up so we guys don’t get to see you naked. You know we’d enjoy seeing
you naked, but you don’t let us. Even though Earth girls enjoy sex,
they still refuse to do it, and I think that’s just to keep the guys
frustrated. But now, things are different. Here, I get to see you naked
for as long as I want. I get to put my hands on you as much as I want.
You’re totally naked, Rebecca. You don’t even have any clothes with
you.”
Rebecca’s face grew redder and redder with Billy’s
words. Then she spoke. “Yes, Master. Of course, here I am totally at
your mercy. Yet, as much as I dread getting raped, I know that you are
going to rape me to your heart’s content, and there is nothing I can do
about it.”
“Rebecca,” Billy said, “get down on your knees.”
Billy dropped his briefs and his trousers.
“Yes, Master.” Rebecca said, as she got down. Billy
got closer to her mouth.
“Open wide.” Billy said. Rebecca was shaking as she
opened her mouth. “Massage with your tongue and your lips. Put both
hands on my ass and rub my ass gently.”
Rebecca complied with Billy’s instructions. He
reached down and started stroking the side of her face with the back of
his hands. The back of his fingers became wet with Rebecca’s tears.
“Keep doing that, Rebecca.” Billy instructed. “On
Earth, girls get to make the guys pay a lot of money to do this. And I
understand why a lot of girls don’t like to do it. On Earth, girls get
to make the guys pay a lot of money for sex between the legs, too, even
though the girls enjoy it. They know the guys need it, so they refuse
to provide, just to make the guys suffer. But here, you have no rights.
I own you, and you are my slave. I get to rape you as much as I want,
and however I want.”
Rebecca continued massaging with her tongue and her
lips. Billy spoke to her. “I remember suffering on Earth. Sometimes I
would have to go for long periods of time without sex, because the
girls wouldn’t let me please them. Here, I get as much as I want.”
Billy looked down at Rebecca. He started breathing
harder and harder. “Swallow, Rebecca. You must swallow. You cannot spit
out anything.” he instructed her.
“O-o-h!” Billy said. His muscles tightened and a
shiver went down his spine. He started breathing faster and faster.
In a minute, Billy caught his breath and pulled up
his briefs and trousers. “Now,” he said, “let us go to the cottage.”
Rebecca cried as she rose to her feet. Billy gazed
at her as she walked back to the path and then toward the cottage. He
put his hands on her ass and her breasts every so often.
“Now you can see the cottage, Master.” Rebecca said,
pointing in that direction. A few minutes later, they arrived at the
front door. Billy opened the door and walked in. Rebecca followed.
Two Oriental girls were sitting in the living room.
They were surprised to see Billy. Then their eyes and mouths opened
wide with the horror when they saw Rebecca walk in naked.
“I just raped her in the forest.” Billy explained.
“Her clothes are still on the beach.” He walked up to the girls in the
living room. They had straight black hair and brown eyes. Billy looked
the girls over.
“What’s your name?” Billy asked one girl.
“Sanifa” she said.
“And what is your name?” he asked the other.
“Marcella” she said. She had a red flower in her
hair.
Billy looked at Marcella and said, “Marcella, let us
go to the serve room. I want to rape you.”
Marcella stood up. Billy took her by the hand and
led her. In the serve room, he ripped open her blouse. Buttons flew,
and landed on the soft shag carpet. Marcella could only look helplessly
at Billy as he pulled the blouse down her arms and dropped it. Then he
reached around her and unfastened her bra in the back. “Marcella, you
are beautiful. I get to rape you. You don’t get to make me suffer
sexual deprivation on this planet. I get to have all the enjoyment I
want. There is nothing you can do about it.”
Marcella kept looking around. She was horrified at
the thought of getting raped. She looked back and forth, then at Billy.
Billy pulled her bra down her arms, then ran his hands over her bare
breasts. She was shaking.
“Marcella, I get to rape you. Pull up your skirt.”
Billy instructed. Marcella lifted up the front of her skirt, revealing
her panties. Billy put his hand down the front of the panties and left
it there. “This feels nice.” he said. “Sit down on the waterbed.”
Marcella sat down on the waterbed and kept crying.
Billy looked into her eyes and she blushed. He took off her high-heeled
shoes and then her nylons. He sat in a chair and relaxed, gazing at
her. Then he sat down next to her and started running his hands over
her breasts and her legs. “I get to rape you, Marcella.” he said. “You
don’t get to make me suffer like Earth girls do. I get to look at your
bare breasts and run my hands over them for as long as I want, and
there’s nothing you can do about it.”
Billy got up and sat down in the chair, giving
Marcella a long stare. “Stand up.” he said. When she rose, he used both
hands to rip her skirt along the zipper and then the seam, then dropped
the torn garment.
Marcella froze. Billy put his hands down the back of
her panties. “I get to rape you!” he whispered. He pulled her panties
down her legs to her ankles. “Step out.” he told her. Then he sat in
the chair.
Marcella stepped out of her panties.
“Sit on my lap, sideways.” Billy said. Marcella sat,
with her left side next to Billy’s chest. Billy ran his right hand over
her legs while he looked into her eyes. “This is the serve room. It is
here for you to serve me. I get to rape you. I get to rape you as much
as I want. I get to rape you whenever I want. I get to rape you however
I want.” He put his left arm around her and fondled her left breast
while he was talking with her. Marcella was frozen, nervously looking
away at things in the room. Billy put his hand on her crotch.
Marcella sat helplessly as Billy alternately looked
at her naked body and into her eyes. “You’re naked.” Billy observed.
“You’re not wearing anything except the red flower in your hair. I get
to see you naked. I enjoy seeing you naked. You don’t like it because I
like it.”
Billy was silent for a few minutes as he ran his
hands over Marcella. “You know, when I rape you, two things will flow.
A little fluid will flow out of my body into yours, and all the
happiness will flow out of your body, into mine. Getting raped leaves a
girl emotionally shattered. A man is pleased, and the girl does not
like that at all. The girl is totally humiliated because a man was
pleased.”
Billy ran his hands over Marcella’s breasts. “You
know,” he said, “when metal touches metal, electricity can flow from
one to the other. When my hands touch your breasts, pleasure flows out
of your body and into mine. It pleases me, and it displeases you to
please me. All your life, you prevented guys from even so much as
seeing your bare breasts.”
Billy continued running his hands over Marcella’s
body, whispering “You’re naked.” to her. He continued this for quite a
while, then said, “Lie down on the waterbed. I’m going to rape you.”
Marcella started sobbing as she obeyed the
instruction. Billy remained seated and spent a few minutes feasting his
eyes on her. Then he rose and said, “Marcella, I get to rape you. You
are my reward. You have no rights whatsoever. You are pretty. I’m going
to rape you.” He removed his clothes, and climbed onto the waterbed, on
top of Marcella. He kept saying, “Marcella, I get to rape you.” as he
slid back and forth. Marcella went totally limp and closed her eyes,
unable to face up to what was happening to her.
Billy closed his eyes and put his hands on
Marcella’s sides. After a while, he stopped saying, “I get to rape
you.” and started saying, “I just raped you.”
Billy got up, and Marcella put her hands over her
face as she sobbed. Billy removed the flower from her hair and left it
on the waterbed. He led her to the shower, and turned on the water. “I
just raped you. You’re totally naked.” he kept saying. He ran his hands
over her in the shower. After the shower, he dried her off and made her
dry him off.
“Sit in the chair and wait for me.” Billy said.
Marcella took the seat. Billy went to the living room.
“Rebecca, Sanifa, let us go to the serve room.” They
followed him in. Marcella’s torn clothes were still on the floor.
“Sanifa, I’m going to rape you now.” Billy said. He
reached his right hand out, grasping the front of her blouse, and
ripped it open. She was horrified. He gently removed the blouse over
her shoulders and arms, and dropped it on the floor. “Get naked. Now!”
he ordered. She cried, and complied. Billy spent a few minutes running
his hands over her breasts and her ass, then said, “Here’s how it’s
going to be. Marcella, get your flower and put it back in your hair.
Then sit in the chair, totally naked, and look pretty while I gaze at
you. Rebecca, you stand next to me so I can run my hands all over your
naked body. Sanifa, eat me.”
Sanifa got down on her knees and started licking.
Rebecca stood next to Billy. He kept looking at her and then at
Marcella.
“Sanifa, use your tongue to massage me.” Billy
instructed. “All the way in.”
Billy continued running his hands over Rebecca. Then
he noted, “Back on Earth, if I saw Marcella on the bus, I couldn’t just
spend the whole time looking at her. But here, I am the master, so I
get to decide. I decide whether you girls will have sex with me, or eat
me. I decide Marcella has to sit there and let me look at her naked
body. That red flower in her hair makes her look prettier. Marcella, I
enjoy looking at your naked body. Rebecca, I enjoy touching you.”
Marcella blushed as tears rolled down her face. Rebecca froze.
“Sanifa, you must swallow everything. You must not
spit anything out.” Billy warned. “Rebecca, I get to fondle your ass
for as long as I want.” he observed.
Billy started breathing harder. He put both hands on
Rebecca and held her more tightly. “Sanifa, I get to rape you!” he
said. He started saying it over and over, more slowly, until he was
almost moaning it. “Sanifa, you’re naked. Rebecca, you’re naked.
Marcella, you’re naked. Let us all take a shower now. Marcella, put
your flower on the waterbed.”
Billy and the three servant girls got into the
shower. Billy spent some time running his hands over each girl. He
dried each one off, and made the girls dry him off with towels. “I like
having three naked girls dry me off.” he stated.
Billy got dressed and said, “Now let us go. Do not
put anything on, except you, Marcella. You put your flower back into
your hair. We’re going for a walk through the forest, to the beach.
Marcella, you first, then Sanifa, then Rebecca.”
Billy followed his slaves out the door and down the
path that led back to the beach. “Marcella, stop and turn around. I
want to see the front of your naked body.” Billy said. Marcella turned
to show Billy. “Sanifa, stop and turn around.” Sanifa turned to show
him.
It took quite a while to get back to the beach, as
Billy slowed his slaves down by putting his hands on them and feasting
his eyes on them along the way, much to their chagrin.
“We’re going to the pier, where a yacht is docked
that will take us back to the city.” Billy announced. All four of them
walked to the dock and boarded the yacht.
Angelina greeted Billy. “Master, I am so happy to
see you again.” she said. Billy and Angelina untied the yacht from the
pier. “So tell me, did you like this adventure?”
Billy answered, “Yes, I enjoyed it immensely. I
really enjoy the freedom I have on this planet, to molest and rape any
girl I want. I’m bringing these three with me to finish their ordeal in
the city.”
“That is your reward.” Angelina noted. “And, as a
messenger, it is now my duty to tell you that a decision has been made
to give you girls even younger than the ones you enjoyed at the school.
I do not know how you will feel about this. You know you have the right
to do to them as you wish, but the question is whether you want to.”
“Those girls at the school were young and pretty. I
really enjoyed molesting them, and raping Ashley and Janice.” Billy
replied.
When the yacht arrived at the city pier, Billy and
Angelina tied up. “Marcella, Rebecca, Sanifa, follow me.” Billy
instructed. The three naked servant girls stepped out of the yacht and
onto the pier. They walked with Billy and Angelina down the street.
Billy put his hands on them as they walked, fondling their asses as
they descended the stairs into the subway. He fondled their breasts as
they all waited for the train. Once aboard, Billy made them stand up
naked while he sat and feasted his eyes on them. When the train arrived
at the stop near Billy’s house, he told them to follow him upstairs. He
assigned them separate rooms. Then he fondled their asses as they
walked into their rooms, and then he walked away with Angelina.
“Master,” Angelina said, “Let me introduce you to
Cynthia. Gabriela has set up Room Five upstairs for her, with new
clothes her size.”
Angelina led Cynthia to Billy, and Billy gasped. He
took a deep breath.
“Hello, sir. You must be my new master.” the girl
said.
“Yes, I am Master.” Billy said, reaching out his
hand to shake.
“I am Cynthia.” the girl told him. “I am a slave
now, so I am wondering what kind of work I will be doing here.” She had
straight brown hair and blue eyes. Her fingernails were painted bright
red.
“What happened? Tell me about yourself. You look
like you are dressed up for church, except you don’t have a hat.” Billy
said, to put off having to tell her.
The girl explained. “Well, I was dressed up and
ready to go to church on Sunday morning, except I didn’t have my hat
on, so I went down to the basement to get it, and I saw my brother
playing with matches. He asked me if I wanted to play with matches,
too, and I did. I knew I wasn’t supposed to play with matches, but it
looked fun. So we lit a few matches, and then a pile of rags that my
father had used to wipe up turpentine, caught fire. When I inhaled the
fumes, I passed out. By the time the fire department got there, I was
dead. Here is my promotion card.”
“Such a pity.” Billy said. “Well, it is late now,
and you won’t have any work to do today. Let me just show you to your
room, young lady. Keep your promotion card with you, by the way.”
Cynthia followed Billy up to the third floor, where
he showed her Room Five. “In here is your bed, a nice, comfortable
waterbed. There is your dresser and your new clothes. In here…” Billy
said, and paused, until he could resume speaking, “…is the shower. You
have plenty of nice, clean, white towels. It is always nice and warm in
my house, so no blankets or top sheets are needed in bed.”
Billy stepped back out of the room and found
Angelina in the hallway. He closed his eyes. “Oh, my. She is so
precious, but so young! And look at me, and my age.” he said.
“Well, you know it is not immoral or improper, by
definition.” Angelina said as they walked down the hall. “If you want,
you can sit in Room Seven and watch her through the special windows.
She’ll never know. The windows are two-way mirrors, but there’s perfect
reflection on one side, and perfect transparency from the other side.
Totally soundproof, too. And they don’t fog up, either.”
Billy said, “I just can’t…can’t shatter her
emotionally. She is just too precious, and too innocent.”
Billy walked away to Room Seven, and sat in a seat
by the window, watching Cynthia. At first, she was simply looking over
the new clothes in the dresser. Billy relaxed, and just watched her.
After a long day, it felt good to relax in the easy chair and watch her.
Eventually, Billy’s heart started beating faster and
faster. Cynthia walked into the shower room and looked around. He
calmed down when she brought the clean towels into the bedroom to
examine them. She put the towels up against her face. Then she took to
looking over her new clothes some more.
Cynthia set a flannel nightgown on the waterbed, and
then returned to the shower, with towels in her hand. Billy’s heart
pounded harder and harder. He watched her place the towels back in the
rack. Then she went and sat down on the side of the waterbed.
Billy opened the refrigerator in Room Seven and
removed a cold wine cooler. He sat back down in the easy chair,
watching Cynthia. He set down the unopened bottle. Somehow, he just was
not in the mood for a drink.
Again, Billy’s heart started pounding faster and
faster. Cynthia got up and walked to the shower. This time, though, she
kicked off her shoes. Billy’s breaths got deeper and deeper. Cynthia
unzipped the back of her dress and took it off. Then she removed her
slip and her stockings. She casually removed her bra. She turned on the
water, adjusting it for a moment, and then slid her panties down her
legs and stepped out of them. Billy watched breathlessly as Cynthia
washed herself off and then dried herself. He watched as she put on her
flannel nightgown. Then she got down on her knees beside the bed to say
her prayers. Then she shut off the light and went to bed.
Billy walked out of Room Seven and went to see
Angelina.
“You know, Master, I am ready to please you any way
you wish.” Angelina said.
“I know.” Billy whispered. “It’s Cynthia. She just
looks so innocent, I mean, s-o-o innocent! I just cannot do something
that will shatter her emotionally. But she is so pretty, so young, so
naked, so beautiful. I get to rape her. That is my reward. She is cute.
I don’t know.”
“Would you care for a drink?” Angelina asked.
“No, thanks. I’m just not in the mood for a drink.”
Billy replied. “Let’s just cuddle for a while.”
“You are the master.” Angelina observed. “It is all
up to you. You could sign her promotion card right now, without even
molesting her, if you wish. I will never attempt to influence these
decisions.”
Billy spent time cuddling with Angelina. Then he
asked, “Could you bring me the sleep gas?”
“Why yes, Master.” Angelina answered. She left the
room, returning a minute later.
“You set the time with this dial.” Angelina said,
“Set it for eighty if you want her to sleep through it, or about thirty
if you want her to wake up to discover that she’s being raped. You put
this mask over her face. If she starts to wake up, just apply sleep gas
again if you want.”
Billy took the sleep gas canister with him to Room
Five. He set the dial for eighty and then opened the door and walked
into the dark room. Cynthia was sound asleep. He applied the mask over
her face and released the sleep gas. Then he set it down and turned on
the light.
For a few minutes, Billy just stared, contemplating
Cynthia as she slept. Then he unzipped the front of her nightgown and
removed it. She had nothing on underneath, so now she was lying naked
on the bed. Billy sat back and watched her sleep naked.
Billy spent a while gazing at Cynthia. Then he got
closer and started running his hands over her breasts. He could hear
her breathing softly as he gently ran his hands up and down her naked
body. “Cynthia, you’re naked, and I get to rape you.” he whispered.
After touching and fondling Cynthia to his heart’s
content, he rolled her over on the waterbed and ran his hands up and
down her body some more, spending much time fondling her ass.
“Cynthia, you’re naked, and …I …get …to …rape …you.”
Billy whispered. He rolled her over so she was sleeping on her back,
and applied the sleep gas again. He fondled her breasts, and turn the
light down low. Then he got undressed and got on top of her. He ran his
hands all over her young, innocent body as he raped her. He could hear
her breathing as she slept through it all. He could feel his whole body
tingle with excitement. “Cynthia, you’re naked.” he whispered again,
“…and…I…just…raped…you.”
Billy climbed off Cynthia and put his clothes on. He
looked through her pocketbook and found her promotion card. He held it
against the wall with one hand and signed it with the other. When he
turned around, Cynthia was gone. He set the card on the waterbed and
walked away.
Copyright 2004 Tom Alciere
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
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