Tomboy Island

When the lust abated, clarity took its place.

“I came inside you again,” Alex apologized.

“It’ll be… fine,” Tess mumbled, still in the afterglow of it all. A few seconds passed and then she added, “Master.”

“We’re done, you can stop with the title now.”

“What if I don’t want to?” Tess asked with a raised eyebrow. A wink of her finger made him bow down, so she could whisper in his ear. “Truth be told, Alex, I’ve always been a bit of a naughty girl,” she purred, her tone intimate, confident, and confiding. “I didn’t think I’d ever meet a man like you, but here you are, sweeping me off my feet…” She let out a low-pitched sigh. “...I don’t know if this is the rose-tinted goggles everyone is always on about but right now I just… want to do as it pleases you, Master. I trust you will repay likewise.”

Alex hid his surprised reaction behind a wall of stoicism. He had always been inclined towards the male domination side of play, but he never had someone that was just so… compatible with him. The animal attraction he felt towards her was real. It was a shame he did not talk to her before all of this.

Although it was questionable if they could have gotten entangled like this in the safety of the modern world. Out here, he could prove that he was a man.

“I’m very interested,” he finally answered. “If you want to then-”

“Shush.” Tess scratched the back of his head. “This is my choice, Master. I’ll see where this goes and since this island gives us the chance to disregard social norms…” She nibbled on his earlobe before sighing. “...let’s just say I don’t think of myself as a jealous woman.”

The implication was enough to make Alex go hard again. His cock had barely begun to go flaccid and he was still inside her. “Are you serious?”

“I’m calling you ‘Master’ not ‘husband’, Alex,” Tess drawled sarcastically. “Sex slaves don’t get to tell their owners who else they sleep with. I owe you my life twice over, so you do what you feel like - and who you feel like.”

Alex could no longer hold on. He pulled out of Tess, only to turn her around and take her from behind. He had seen her tits jiggle, now he would see that fat ass ripple.

She wanted to be his ‘sex slave’? Then he would drain himself inside her!

“Stop - laughing,” Tess hissed.

Charlotte did not. “What are you going to do, chase me?” the French tomboy teased.

They were advancing at a slower pace and it was, mostly, Alex’s fault. Tess was bow-legged and had to rely on him for anything that was more than a light elevation. At least the sheen of oil seemed to protect the pale woman from the sunrays a tad.

They had emerged from the jungle on the south-eastern side. It was opposite of the dividing patch that separated this bit of coastline from where they had discovered a natural campsite. Speaking of the coastline, they were now exploring it. They wanted to find out if it was going to be easier to swim for a stretch than it was to traverse the jungle.

“I’ll try,” Tess threatened and took a few stumbling steps towards Charlotte.

The swimmer broke out into a sprint.

Back in the jungle, Alex would have shouted after her, but they were now in open and fairly flat terrain. The ground was sandy soil, sloping towards the coast. Nothing around indicated they had to fear an ambush.

That Charlotte went all the way to the ocean was a bit more concerning. That she then went for a swim actually had Alex concerned. Swiftly, he caught up, his feet entering the surf. “Don’t swim too far out!” he shouted after the French tomboy.

“Who you take me for?” she shouted back.

Alex scratched the back of his head and just watched the swimmer tumble around in her element. Granted, she had a lot more experience with the element than he did. They had even found her out in the water. Either she had the devil’s luck on her side or there was nothing dangerous out in these waters.

Charlotte swam along in the shallows, while they moved west. They swiftly arrived at that bit of the coast where the jungle was right up to the water, a series of earthy cliffs secured by tree roots rising from the water and providing some appreciated shade.

“Let’s take a breather,” Alex decided.

“Thank you, Master,” Tess groaned and plopped down on a half-submerged rock. She used the lukewarm water to cool her feet.

Yahui followed the scene in serene silence. The Chinese woman had barely said anything since the earlier event. The three of them followed Charlotte, as she paddled away. For the experienced swimmer, it seemed quite easy to reach the other side of the shore. She swam over, then back.

“You should join me!” she shouted.

“We don’t all have your energy levels!” Alex shouted back.

“Your loss!” Charlotte went for a telegraphed dive, then came back up. She waved with something red in her hand. “There’s crabs by the way!”

“Enough to eat?”

“Don’t think so!”

‘We would need a fire anyway, a pot as well, optimally,’ Alex thought. Charlotte swam closer to them, but remained out in the water. She clearly appreciated the break and he wasn’t about to tell her to not be all cute.

“If I may,” Yahui spoke up, catching the attention of Alex and Tess immediately. “What… are you two to each other? That earlier felt a bit… much to be without precedent. Also the whole ‘Master’ thing. You’ll have to excuse me for being curious.”

“The truth of the matter is that we… omitted a few things about yesterday,” Alex confessed. “The grove where we spent the night was filled with some kind of aphrodisiac fog. It made all three of us go at it like… animal in heat.”

“We were animals in heat,” Tess chimed in. “Then, this morning, we got out of there pretty unharmed… Charlotte helped Alex get the rest of it out of his system with a blowjob. I didn’t want to join because all of this feels so rapid.” Kicking the water with her feet, the goth woman watched the splash. 

“Then the thing earlier happened and we just felt things slot in, kind of.” Alex hesitated for a moment, then just said it. “We decided to make the best out of this situation. We’ll be here for who knows how long until someone finds us. Might as well be honest with our desires. Tess wants to call me ‘Master’ and I… find that incredibly hot.”

“Good news is that you won’t have to worry about this guy doing anything stupid because he’s frustrated,” Tess pointed out.

“Alex strikes me as a trustworthy individual,” Yahui assured. “I was curious what exactly I am looking at… so Alex is taken then.”

“Not exactly,” Alex said. “Tess said she’s not a jealous women - Yes, I know, I couldn’t believe it either.”

Yahui turned her eyebrow-raised gaze to the goth, who just shrugged. “We’re out here, might as well go a little crazy.”

The Chinese woman hummed, then nodded. “Again, just curious. You two continue as you wish.”

Charlotte returned to them a moment later. “Alright, so where are we going next?”

A good question.

“Let’s go west. There’s a gap in my mental map there. Only gap remaining for that section of the coast.”

“Look at the big guy, always knowing where we are.”

“Except he has no clue where we are,” Tess added.

“Somewhere in the Bermuda Triangle,” Alex said, then let out a defeated sigh. “Which is anything but a small area.”

On that sobering notion, they made the swim across the narrow divide. Tess was restored by this point. That did not make her a fast swimmer, but they did not need to be fast.

That was what Alex thought at first, but that turned out to be a mistake. Much like on the first day, exploring the beach subjected them to the hot sun. For a tropical island, it was fairly mild, but it was still a tropical island. Without any water on them, the prolonged time they spent under the hot rays gradually exhausted them more than the distance would imply. The heated sand they walked on did not help.

At least Alex got a pretty good idea about the shape of the coastline.