But this isn't good enough." Annie sighed. She turned to Tad. "Didn't you tell me that the younger boys at your Academy were caned for speaking out of turn?" he nodded, grinning. "Well, that's what's needed with this child."

"I'll find one." he offered. He poked around at the side of the little trail and then pulled a two and a half foot long branch off a small sapling. He quickly stripped the leafs off and held it over to Annie.

"Yes, I think that would do much better." she snickered.

Peter was holding Wendy's wrists locked together behind her neck. He shoved her off him and then positioned her on her knees. He knelt on her hair, keeping her firmly in place as she knelt there, face and shoulders pressed against the earth.

"Leave her alone you FUCKING whore!" I screamed. "You keep your mouth shut Meghan or you'll get it too!" she snarled.

She stood next to Wendy, examining the blonde girl's upturned buttocks, all red and tender. She smiled again, and her eyes narrowed. "What do you think of this little ass Tad?" she asked sweetly. "Kind of skinny and bony, if you ask me." he sneered. "Yes, I think so too." "Her pussy looks all right though." another of the boys cackled. "Oh poooh. They all look the same." she said.

Then she brought the switch whistling down to crack against Wendy's buttocks. Wendy's body jerked against Peter's hold on her and another gasp of pain escaped her.

The switch whipped down again, splatting against Wendy's aching ass cheeks, then again, and again. Annie's eyes got round and excited as she whipped Wendy's ass. Her arm whipped down as fast and as hard as she could, tearing at Wendy's behind.

Finally she dropped the stick, rubbing her arm and gasping for breath.

"Tad?"

"Yeah Annie?"

"You know, Jack was telling me how he fucked her in the asshole the other day. I've never seen that before. I find it amazing that one of you boys could get his big stiff penis into such a little place."

"Want me to show you?"

"Please." she said primly.

With that, Tad stepped forward, passing an uncertain looking Cathy and dropping to his knees behind Wendy. His cock was stiff and hard, and he pointed it right against her asshole, then lunged forward. Wendy cried out in pain then, struggling again, as if newly come to life.

"I think she wants you to hurry." Annie sneered.

"Don't worry baby, You'll get it all." Tad grunted.

He drove his loins forward, jamming another inch of prick down her anal tube. His cock pulled out slightly, then surged forward again, driving another two or three inches into her.

"That really is amazing isn't it everyone? You wouldn't think such a skinny little ass could take such a big hard cock in it."

Tad shoved his cock in balls deep, making Wendy moan and shiver uncontrollably. Then he started to tear his cock in and out of her as the other four boys, Annie, Cathy, and I watched. He sodomized her for several long minutes, his hips slapping repeatedly against her buttocks.

Again, I found myself strangely excited. Not only did the sight of Wendy getting fucked like that excite me, I... almost wanted to be in her place. Somehow the idea of a... a beating, a whipping by one of these powerfully built boys, turned me on to an incredible degree. My loins were unconsciously humping forward and back in time to his humping, rutting of Wendy.

My skin reddened as I caught myself, and I looked around to make sure nobody else had noticed. They hadn't luckily. They were all busy watching Wendy and Tad. He was really pounding it into her now, his hips hammering her forward against Peter's knees.

His fingers dug into her hips as he groaned and humped obscenely against her, driving his brutally hard cock deep up her asshole. Then he grunted, and leaned backward, driving his prick far up her body and then mashing and twisting it around inside her. He gasped and deposited his load down her rectum, then collapsed forward.

"Ohhh yeah, she's tight." He groaned. His hands were under her, squeezing at her titties, playing with the nipples. He let her asshole suck down the last of his sperm and then pulled his limp cock out.

"What about you Stephen, don't you want to fuck the little dyke?" Annie asked another boy.

"Annie, for Gods sake!" I cried.

"Oh fuck off Meghan." she dismissed me.

We heard voices approaching from the beach just then and Peter shoved Wendy away, standing and moving down the trail. The others all moved away as well, including the boy who was holding me. He shoved me down near Wendy and I hugged her tight, holding her shivering body against me as she cursed low under her breath.

She managed to get to her feet though and stagger off into the bush. I grabbed her clothes and raced after her. We wandered through the bush for almost an hour before she finally dropped exhausted near a small stream.

We were there for hours before Wendy had calmed down enough to begin the journey back. The captain was furious with us. Annie had told him we were going exploring, which was a violation of his rules of course.

He ordered us to stay at the little camp for two days as punishment, sort of like getting grounded I guess. Of course Wendy wouldn't let me tell anyone about what had happened. It was just too humiliating for her to have it become general knowledge.

So the next day we had to hang around the camp while the rest of the girls wandered down to the warm waters of the beach, and the boys busied themselves in their jobs.

We didn't have anything much to do there. The water was much too cold for swimming, and the boys scorned any help from females. We explored the front of the big cave a little, before being tossed out by the Captain. Then we just sort of lounged around by our hut, glaring at whatever boy happened to be walking past.

I guess our sullen silence finally got to Captain Brown. He ordered us to follow a group of boys into the jungle and collect long palm fronds for the walls of the huts.

We were both worried and glad for the order. We were worried the boys would do something to us, and glad of the relief of boredom. After all, we'd been hanging around the fucking huts the entire morning, and it wasn't like we could watch TV or anything.

Still, we kept a close eye on the six boys as we trooped down the little trail. None of them had been involved in the attacks on Wendy or me, so we thought we were probably safe. At the first sign of trouble though, we were ready to take off into the bushes and trees.

We travelled for about forty five minutes, before we came to the sight the boys had picked out. There were'nt much in the way of bushes around, just some short grass, and a lot of tall palm trees.

The boys each climbed a tree, and tossed the leaves down to the ground. Wendy and I scurried around from one tree to another, picking up the fronds and putting them in a careful pile. After about half an hour, we had a couple of piles that were almost waist deep.

The boys came down, and we unpacked a little lunch to eat before going back. So far they hadn't been bad to us. They hadn't been very friendly, but at least they hadn't called us names or anything.

Me and Wendy felt safe enough sitting down and eating with them. They pretty much ignored the two of us. Well, that's not true. They didn't much talk to us, but they kept eyeing us when they thought we were'nt looking. This wasn't all that important a sign or anything, I mean, that's what boys always do.

These boys though, were different. We hadn't yet fully realized that. It wasn't just in their physical conditioning, it was in their mental conditioning as well. They had been taught, we later learned, that women, were basically useless except for the bed and the kitchen.

They had also been told that they were inferior to men, by a long long ways. Since these guys also had been told how much better they were than the average guy, you can imagine how much they thought of us.

After lunch, the guys decided to take a swim. We weren't far from the beach. They just shucked out of their pants, one by one, and trotted down to the beach. They didn't even seem to care that there were two girls there.

Me and Wendy got more than an eyeful as their pants came down too. They didn't try to hide themselves at all. They were all powerfully built, so I guess they thought they had nothing to be embarrassed about. Wendy and I just sort of looked at each other as they dropped their pants.

We thought we were about to be jumped, but instead, they just moved away to the beach, leaving us alone.

"Shouldn't we get the hell out of here?" I asked, worriedly.

"And go where?" she scoffed.

"Can you find your way back?" I thought about it and then glumly shook my head.

"What's the difference anyway? So what if they fuck us?" I looked at her in shock.

"Well, it won't be the first time will it? WHo cares?"

I was amazed at her apathy. True she'd already been through so much, nothing these guys could do would likely be worse, but who'd want to go through that again? I flushed slightly as I thought about my responses before. Maybe I would.

We waited there, sitting on the grass, legs folded out beside us. I figured the guys would have done something by now if they were going to. That wasn't their way though. Work first, then take care of a little pleasure.

When they returned to the little clearing we were in, all six of them had erections. None of them were raging boners or anything, but all were stiff to one degree or another.

They didn't ignore us now. The six of them gathered around us and a silent communication seemed to pass between them. The tallest moved toward us then.

"Take your clothes off." he ordered. He wasn't angry, or anything. He said it in a matter of fact tone of voice, as if he were telling us to wash the dishes or something.

I expected Wendy to take flight immediately, but to my surprise, she stood up and stripped off instead. My jaw dropped as she calmly disrobed and stood naked in front of them. She was shivering slightly, I noted. "You too." The tall one said sternly, looking down at me. "I will not!" I cried. I jumped up, but one of them instantly grabbed me from behind. I kicked out at two in front of me, but they easily avoided my clumsy efforts.

"Down on your hands and knees." the tall one said. He wasn't talking to me. The others were busy stripping my dress off. That wasn't hard at all. They simply jerked the straps aside and pulled it down the length of my body.

Then I was naked, being held easily from behind, by one of the boys. His hands were like steel bands around my upper arms as he held them at my side, despite my squirming.

Wendy was already down on all fours, her head bowed.

"On your knees bitch." the older one said, glaring at me. I was shoved down beside Wendy, and just managed to get my hands down in time to keep my face from splatting into the grass.

Then I felt hands on my hips as the big one, who seemed to be the leader of this group, knelt behind me. I twisted around, trying to push him away, noting the other boy kneeling beside him, behind Wendy. I got a slap on the side of the head, and a stern order to stop thrashing around until he told me to.

I whimpered slightly, my skin red with humiliation as all these boys ogled my nudity. I was especially aware of the leader behind me, and his hands running over my ass cheeks.

Then I jumped, as his hand palmed my cuntmound. I gasped as I felt my own wetness against his hand. He grunted in satisfaction, and then I felt his prick push against my vaginal lips.

Wendy gasped, and my head turned to the side to see her jerked forward. The boy behind had his cock deep inside her and was just beginning to draw back.

Then the leader thrust into me, driving his erection down my fuck tube with unremitting force. He pushed it fully into me, until his balls were pressed against my cuntlips. His hands slid up and down my side, and under my chest to cup and fondle my hanging breasts.

Then he started to rut into me, just as the boy fucking Wendy was doing. There wasn't any point in protesting. Neither of us was capable of resisting physically. Like Wendy had said, we couldn't even find out way back again.

It was a very brutal form of sex. Neither of the two of them varied their rhythm or direction at all. Each of them stroked into us with long, even, powerful fucking thrusts that tore their cock heads from our deepest depths to our cuntlips on each thrust.

Their hips battered against our buttocks, sending us swaying and jerking back and forth in time to their skewering thrusts. Their cocks pounded into us with hard, brutal force, unconcerned with our comfort, only with the satisfaction of their own lusts.

The other four simply watched as Wendy and I were fucked their like two bitches from a dog pack. Unlike the group at the beach, these didn't offer any catcalls, obscenities, or insults. They stood around patiently waiting their turn, as if what was happening was entirely normal.

When the boy fucking Wendy dropped his load down her pussy. He got up with a sigh, and one of the others took his place. He jammed his entire length into her without any preliminaries, and her body started jerking back and forth like mine again.

The bizarreness, the sheer carnal hedonism of the act shocked me. My loins were bubbling with a mild excitement, but my mind was burning with lust, lust brought about by these lewd and amoral actions.

I somehow... liked being treated like this, robbed of any decision or choice. Used, fully, as they were doing, like I was some kind of sexual animal for their pleasure! Something deep inside me responded to such an idea, responded with a power and force that overrode all my courage and will.

My mind felt somehow... rubbery, pliable, like it was willing to do whatever anyone asked, without hesitation. I felt myself sinking down into my body, dropping my personality and merging with my lowest carnal instincts and impulses.

Then I heard Wendy cry out. My eyes were only half open, but I turned weakly to eye her as she shook and shuddered on her hands and knees beside me. At first, I thought she was in pain, then I realized, from the way she was humping her ass back against the boy fucking her, that she was cumming.

Then I was cumming too, my pulsing, burning belly flaring outward, engulfing my entire body in a halo of ecstatic pleasure as my body was rocked with orgasms. The churning, pumping cock inside my cunt hole, sprayed out a long series of sperm wads, and then gradually softened and withdrew.

I was hardly aware of it though, another cock took its place and began to rut into me. I knelt there, my mind detached, apathetic, only my body awake and alive. My cunt clamped and spasmed around another rutting, pistoning cock, and my body gloried in it.

"No... no... My ass... my... my asshole." I heard. "F... fuck my... ass." It was Wendy, I realized. My head turned aside and I watched as the boy screwing her, obliged, pulling his long thin pecker out of her belly and stuffing it into the little round hole.

Her eyes were dulled, her mouth hanging open wide, spit, dribbling down as she was reamed out. She grunted in satisfaction, rutting back against him. I came again.

Both of us were fucked by each boy, at least once. I don't remember much of it, just endless humping, rutting, and groaning. Even most of the return journey is a blank. It was like I was in some kind of a drugged daze for the entire time, waking, only partly, as we entered the little camp.  

Not long after we got back, the shit hit the fan. Amy came running into camp naked, shrieking at the top of her lungs. Miss Carter held her as she whimpered and bawled about being raped by several of the boys not far from the beach.

Miss Carter had gotten furious, glaring around at the boys gathered there, and then yelling for Captain Brown. The Captain hadn't been very impressed though.

"If they act like sluts, they'll more than likely be treated that way Miss Carter." he sniffed. Her mouth opened in shock and she stared at him furiously.

"I can't believe you said that!" she gasped.

"Believe it. It's true enough. These little whores are running around all over the place naked, or damned near. I won't ask my men to fight against their natural urges.

"Are you insane!" she yelled. "Are you saying they have a right to rape any girl they want?"

"Might makes right in my world Miss Carter." he glared. "Besides, my men are busy working hard all day, hunting food, building this camp. These little sluts lie around on their pretty little asses all day doing nothing. It's their duty to give comfort to the men."

"You are insane." she said, dazed, shaking her head.

"No Miss Carter, merely logical." he said, coming over to stand before her. "These girls aren't good for a damned thing right now except one. I should think they'd be grateful enough to have something they can contribute, instead of whining and howling like that." he eyed Amy distastefully.

"These are just young girls!" she cried, in exasperation.

"They look fully grown to me." he barked, his eyes sliding up and down Amy's nude body. Miss Carter tried to shield Amy from him with her own body.

"I'll have them, and you arrested when we're found." she growled.

"If we get found, which is beginning to become a rather academic exercise in thought Miss Carter." he said.

She blinked at him and started to say something, but he held up his hand and interrupted her.

"If those two were going to tell anyone where we were, they'd have done it by now. I think there's a good chance we could be here for years."

"That's ridiculous."

"Perhaps, but realistic. I see no reason to deprive my men of womanly comforts for that period."

"I won't allow them to be used as whores!" she screamed at him.

He laughed loudly.

"They are whores, Miss Carter. All women are whores, when it comes to that. They all sell their crotches to whoever pays the highest price." "Including you." he sneered, nastily. "Don't tell me you don't either. I know you sluts. You're all alike."

"Come on girls, let's go away from here." Miss Carter gritted, her face red.

"What you need, MISS Carter, is a long hard ride." he taunted.

All the girls were there, except for Annie and Cathy. They all eyed the yelling pair with a mixture of shock and apathy. Carolyn didn't seem to care, her face was dazed, and listless. Penny was watching with wide, frightened eyes. Kelly and Holly were watching and listening like they couldn't believe it.

As if an unseen signal was given a couple of the boys grabbed Miss Carter, and calmly stripped off the yelling, struggling woman's clothing. When she was naked, they pushed her to her knees in front of the Captain.

"We'll have no more of this arguing. " he said, sternly. "My word is law around here. Understand?"

She continued to struggle against the boys standing on either side of her. They each held on hand up to either side of her head, and neither looked particularly tired from her struggles.

Then the Captain's hand lashed out and his open palm cracked against Miss Carter's face, sending her head rocking to the side. "Understand?" he demanded. He slapped her again, this time knocking her face to the other side.

"Do... you... understand?" he punctuated each word with an open handed blow that send her head jerking back and forth.

"yes." she whimpered.

"Good." he said, smugly. He grabbed a fistful of her brown hair and jerked her forward, away from her two captors. He pulled her forward so she fell on her face, then moved behind her and dropped to his knees. "We'll demonstrate just who is in command here." he said. He pushed her legs apart with his knee, and then dropped his pants down, pulling out an enormous, simply monstrously large penis. There were several audible gasps from the shocked crowd of girls, and a scuffling off to one side.

I turned to see Penny struggling with a boy. She was trying to run off into the trees, and he held her easily, turning her to face the center of the little camp.

I gaped at the size of that cock. It looked like a salami. I had never seen one so thick before, it was almost like he was disfigured or something. I was glad it was Miss Carter getting it and not me.

He pressed the tip of that massive swollen cock against her brown thatched pussy mouth and pushed forward. Miss Carter moaned, and tried to crawl forward, but his hand grabbed a fistful of hair and held her in place.

He pushed forward for an endlessly long time. I didn't think his huge prick would actually fit inside a woman. But inch by inch his hips got closer to her straining buttocks. We all stared in shock as it pushed relentlessly into her body.

"Gather round everyone. I want nobody to be in doubt about who gives the orders on this island." he said The boys started moving closer, pushing us girls ahead of them, so we formed a circle only a few feet away from the groaning, sobbing Miss Carter and her tormentor.

I could see her cunt clearly now, could see the straining widely displaced cuntlips as the were pushed brutally apart by his monster prong. I was stunned by the sight. I hadn't thought a woman's pussy slit could pull so far apart. It was like she was giving birth to that huge fat prick, except in reverse.

Miss Carter shuddered in awful pain. Her teeth were locked tight together and grinded against each other as that huge meat pole pushed cruelly into her belly. I was honestly afraid she would die, that mammoth penis would crush her lower body and kill her.

But instead, it just kept on moving forward. I swallowed, transfixed in horror as I saw her crotch hole, gaping wide, her pussy lips taut and stretched, distended by the immense size of the prick impaling her.

Then he seemed to reach bottom. No matter how much pressure he put on it, his salami of a cock wouldn't go any deeper. He pulled back slightly, tearing several inches of meat out of her round gaping fuck mouth, then he slid his hands firmly around her waist, and jerked back.

His powerful muscles strained as he exerted force, jerking back on her body while at the same time throwing his hips forward. Whatever was blocking his giant prong, it gave way under the brutal assault. Miss Carter gave a blood curdling scream, and the last couple of inches of prick thumped into her body.

Miss Carter went insane. Her fingers clawed the grass and dirt, her body twisted and shook and shuddered on the massive pole, her mouth gurgled and grunted continuously, and her head rolled and twisted and bobbed up and down.

"That," gasped Captain Brown. "is how you tame a bitch whore of a woman." He pulled out a few inches of his cock and then slammed it back into Miss Carter's distended belly, making her quake and scream again.

Most of the boys had hard ons, and were wide eyed at the sight of their Captain and Miss Carter. They watched as Miss Carter's face fell into the dirt, and her head rolled back and forth in the sand.

The Captain pulled his immense prong back down the length of Miss Carter's fuck hole almost to the end, then slammed forward, again bringing a scream from Miss Carter, and another series of shuddering, quaking convulsions.

With a sense of shock I realized that Miss Carter was cumming, cumming with a fury that was on the verge of madness. That massive penis embedded in her warm depths was driving her insane with every movement.

The Captain rammed his long, fat tool down into her slit again, jerking her body forward, her face driving into the dirt again. He was almost literally fucking her into the dirt.

Then I heard a pathetic plea from my right. I turned and saw little Heather being stripped by a pair of boys behind her. I heard cursing from the other side, and saw Kelly and Holly being similarly disrobed.

Penny was already naked and on her knees. She was sobbing in terror as a pair of boys knelt in front of and behind her, both with long, hard erections. Then I was thrown to my knees as well. My skirt was shoved up over my waist and then pulled forward over my face and off.

A hard cock pressed against my pussy, and then drove inside. It had little difficulty. My cunt was burning hot, and wet with my own fluids. My eyes kept watching the Captain's giant penis as it drove slowly in and out of Miss Carter's fuck tube.

Heather gave a squeal of dismay, and I turned to see a boy pressed firmly against her small buttocks. He pulled back slightly, and I saw the dark outline of his hard penis which connected him to her cunt. His hands slid up and down her body as he started to fuck into her.

The boy behind me was rutting furiously, driving his prong deep into my fuck hole. I groaned with both pain and excitement, wanting in some deep hidden recess of my mind, to be as thoroughly used and reamed as Miss Carter was.

My eyes glazed over slightly, and my body got weaker and weaker as the sexual fever burned into me. I saw Annie sucking a boys cock not far away, and Amy, whimpering in fear as two boys squashed her between them and shoved their cocks into her asshole and cunt at the same time.

I grunted as the guy screwing me sped up. He fucked me hard and long, then spewed his cum into my guts. Another boy replaced him, and then another. I looked around dazedly to see Miss Carter Lying on her back at the center of the little clearing. Her legs were spread far apart, her cunt gaping open.

Her eyes were open wide as well, but she wasn't looking at anything at all. Off to one side, Wendy was on her back, her legs pushed up by her ears. A boy was rutting into her anus furiously. Her eyes were dreamy as she took the hard driving cock into her asshole.

Then I saw Heather. Her hands had been tied behind her back with something. She was kneeling in front of one of the older boys, his face was a mask of cruelty as he sat on a tree stump and forced her face down onto his prick. Another boy was rutting into her from behind, his long prick slicing back and forth between her small cupcake like buttocks, driving deep into her rectum.

Wendy was half squatting, half sitting on a boy, his cock up her pussy. Another boy was behind her, his prick stuffed into her anus. A third boy knelt in front of her, manhandling her fat tits around his cock. He ripped it back and forth in her cleavage as he grunted in happiness.

My hair was grabbed suddenly, forcing my head and body upward so I knelt with a straight back, looking up into... My mind went blank and I tried to move away. A pair of boys seized me by each arm, pinning me in place. The boy fucking my asshole stopped, his hands going around my chest, holding me immobile.

There in front of me stood the Captain, his grotesquely swollen penis pointing straight out. I blinked in shock and tried to pull away again, but I could barely move a muscle. "Well, little one. We shall see just how trained you are shall we." The Captain snickered. " I know all you sluts are taught how to suck cocks by the time you're ten, so we'll see how good a job was done."

He pressed his fat cockhead against my mouth. One of the boys pressed his fingers against the side of my jaw, digging in and making me open my lips far apart. His cockhead pressed between them.

He wasn't erect yet actually. His cock was semi-flaccid. If he'd been erect, that huge thing, never could have fit into my mouth.

He pushed it forward, into my mouth. My lips, pulled as wide apart as the could possibly get, managed to accommodate the girth of his monster prick. It slid into me, until the tip hit the back roof of my mouth.

Of course that left about ten inches outside, and the Captain wasn't willing to settle for that. He kept pressing. The boys pulled back on my hair and head, forcing my face upward toward the sky, giving the Captain a clearer angle... to... push... DOWN!

My eyes opened in shock. I would have screamed, but not a sound escaped my lips. I couldn't believe it! My bewildered mind didn't know what was happening, couldn't understand it. His cock shaft pushed straight down and into my throat!

My throat must have bulged outward. I couldn't see it of course. That immense slab of meat shoved down the length of my throat until the fat, bloated tip emerged inside my chest cavity. I could feel it there inside me, drooling and pulsing.

The Captain sighed in pleasure as his balls came to rest against my lower lip and jaw. My throat ached with pain. My chest was starting to strain from lack of oxygen. The Captain simply left his enormous cock in place as it swelled with excitement.

I could feel it getting bigger, fatter, wider, harder. It shoved my jaws even further apart, threatening to snap the bones. That giant horse cock was killing me, without even moving!

I felt the boy behind me, give a little lurch, and his cock spurted jism up into my anus. The sight of that prong going down my throat setting off the boys lust with uncontrollable force.

The Captain slowly, slowly withdrew the long, fat cock. The fat cockhead popped into my throat at the lower end, then rasped down along the length of my throat tube, and finally popped out into my mouth.

I was on the verge of fainting for lack of air by this time. I gasped and gulped in great wasps of oxygen, my chest heaving as I sucked in the warm noxious fragrance of his body.

Then he pressed forward again. I shook and sobbed with denial, but the boys holding me wouldn't let me move aside. The swollen cock shoved down through my throat and into my chest again.

It was the strangest feeling, that big, fat, cockhead down in my chest. It hurt, but kind of strange, you know, sort of ticklish like. My throat was the part of me that was really hurting. It felt like I was choking on something really really big. It kept trying to swallow it, but there was just too much meat there to go through. My throat shaft was distended and swollen out by the immense slab of cock inside it.

I couldn't really suck him at all. His cock filled my mouth so much, my tongue was plastered to the roof of my mouth, squashed and unable to move. I think the Captain derived his pleasure solely from the tightness of my throat around his shaft, and the feeling, whatever that was, on his cockhead down in my chest.

I almost fainted again, but he pulled the fat tool out of my throat long enough for me to suck in some air, before he shoved it back into me again. I couldn't see anything that was going on around us anymore. I could hear shouting and groaning, as well as some crying and screams.

All I could see though, was the front of the Captain's belly, and then way up the length of his body to where his face smiled nastily down at me from a great height.

The Captain started slowly sliding that fat cock tool in and out of my mouth and throat. It rasped and scratched against my teeth as it moved back and forth, and I wondered at why he didn't feel any pain. I thought that my teeth must surely be taking the skin off his prick as it sawed back and forth.

The boy who had been fucking my asshole hadn't taken his cock out of me after he'd cum. I could feel his prick, still up my asshole, hardening again as he watched my mouth and throat being reamed out. He never moved, afraid to disturb the Captain's concentration probably, but his cock sort of squirmed a little up inside me as it hardened and lengthened.

I had eight pairs of hands on me, but all they had been doing up to now, was holding me in place. They were firmly around my arms, and shoulders, and latched in my hair. Now, I felt a pair of hands making their way down onto my rounded breasts, squeezing them tightly.

I was sure they belonged to whoever was right behind me, and had his cock up in my rectum. I hardly noted either the cock in my asshole or the hands around my titties though. I was too busy just trying to keep from fainting because of that giant cock down my throat.

I don't know how long the Captain fucked my throat like that. I lost all conception of time. Finally though, he pulled that massive prick wand completely out of my mouth. My jaw could hardly open that extra few millimetres for his cockhead to escape, but it did.

I stared dazedly at the mighty prick as the Captain fisted it just in front of my face. My mouth was still partly opened, having been pried apart so wide, for so long, that it seemed incapable of closing without a mental command.

Then the Captain's cock exploded. Jetting wads of sizzling white sperm gushed out the round hole in the tip and sprayed against my face. It poured into my mouth as it lay gaping open, splashed against my hair, my forehead, my eyes, got up my nose, and dribbled down my chest, over and between my titties.

His cock was like a hose as it gushed forth a seemingly endless stream of salty white sperm, covering my face with the stuff as I was held there dazedly unmoving under it's spray.

I guess the Captain moved away then. Two of the boys let go of my arms and pushed me forward. I fell on my face in the grass, unmoving. The boy behind me started to slowly work his prick in and out of my anus now that the Captain was gone.

I ignored him for the most part. His prick worked its way in and out of my bottom until he too sprayed his stuff into my body. He pulled out and got up and walked away. I was fucked several more times by other boys, but I can remember little of it.

Most of what happened to me is little more than a blur. I can remember better what happened around me than what happened to me. I guess that's because my senses were dulled by the abuse at the hands of the Captain and his boys, but my eyes could still see, after all, and my brain record what they were seeing.

None of them seemed to be much better off than myself.

Amy was not far from me. She seemed to be practically catatonic. She lay on her side in the grass, eyes opened but unseeing. A boy was on either side of her. They knelt at her crotch, each pushing a cock into one of her holes. Her leg was shoved way up in the air at what must have been a painful angle, but she didn't complain.

Wendy was squatting over a boy who lay on his back. She was facing his head, and pumping up and down on her strong athlete's legs, sliding her asshole up and down on the boys erection. Her eyes were dazed, but there was a strangely happy and almost content smile on her face.

Penny was on her hands and knees. She was still whimpering, or trying to. She had a boy's cock sliding back and forth between her lips. Another boy knelt behind her and drove his cock into her pussy with brutal force.

Carolyn, like Wendy, almost seemed to be enjoying herself. She was flat on her back. Her legs were up against a boy's chest as he threw his hips forward and down, jamming his penis into her pussy hole repeatedly. She grunted with pleasure each time the cock slammed into her belly.

Holly and Kelly were bent across a fallen tree trunk side by side. Both were being reamed out from behind and in front. Their hands were tied behind their backs because they'd given the boys some kind of trouble.

Miss Carter was bent backward across a big rock. The rock was waist high and her ass was on one end of it, a big cocked boy slamming his hips into her crotch, driving his cock down her ass tube. Her head and shoulders dropped over the other side of the rock, but a boy there held her up by the hair so she could suck his cock.

I lost consciousness somewhere around then. The girls say the orgy, or mass rapeathon, or whatever it was, went on for hours.  

When I woke up the next morning, I stared around me in total confusion. At first, I couldn't remember anything that had happened at all. Then it all came back to me in a rush. I was lying naked outside one of the little huts.

Wendy was a couple of feet away from me. She was still asleep, and she too was naked. I groaned and sat up, looking around. The little camp looked like the aftermath of some battle. There were bodies lying around all over the place, all of them were girls, and all were naked.

My body was covered in bruises and little scratches, and ached all over. My pussy and asshole hurt the most, next to my jaw, that is. I got up and staggered the few feet to Wendy, collapsing next to her, and shaking her awake.

She blinked her eyes in the strong sunlight, the slowly rolled over and stared up at me.

"Are you all right?" I asked. She shook her head, and then sat up.

"Oh God." she groaned. "What the fuck happened?"

"Don't you remember?"

"Oh shit! How could I forget?" She looked around her tiredly.

"No more virgins on this island." she said, then she giggled and fell backward once more.

"We have to get away before the boys wake up." I hissed.

"What for?" she sighed. I hadn't expected that question. It momentarily stunned me.

"Do you want to go through that again?" I demanded.

"We can't get away Meghan. None of us knows the first thing about even surviving on this crummy island. All we'll do is get lost and die."

"It would be better than this." I glared.

"I don't think so."

"You always were a slut." I said, viciously. She shrugged.

I got up and moved over to where Penny was laying. She was already awake. She looked up at me through wide, blinking blue eyes that were rimmed with red.

"Penny. Come on. Let's get the hell out of here." I whispered.

She looked uncertainly around, and then nodded, and tried to stand up. She didn't make it on the first try, and I had to help her. We looked around for our clothes, but couldn't find anything, and were worried that the boys might show up at any time.

Finally, we decided to just take off as is. We took the path down to the beach, scurrying as quickly as we could without shoes. Once on the beach we headed off along the shoreline, scrambling through the waves so as to leave no footprints for the boys to track.

"Where are we going to go." she gasped, as we forced our feet through the water.

"Anywhere is better than there." I replied.

I was afraid of the boys, but more afraid of my own body. I had felt it's awakening last night, despite my will. I hadn't been able to really resist. I was worried that my will and mind would be sapped.

Wendy, who was once the strongest willed girl I knew, seemed to have given in to the brutal treatment the boys doled out to her. She even seemed to enjoy it. I knew I would soon follow suit if I didn't get away. That hot wet tunnel between my legs would take control and I would be little more than a sexual servant for those arrogant, egotistical boys.

We walked on for most of the morning. Both of us started getting real hungry soon, but neither knew much about how the boys were getting the plants and vegetables we'd all been eating for the last couple of weeks.

Finally though, we did run across some berries I servant from yesterday's breakfast. We both gorged ourselves, and then rested by the beach for an hour or so.

Penny kept cupping her big breasts, which were black and blue with bruises. The boys had really abused them the other day. Mine were'nt in much better shape. It seemed that the harder they squeezed breasts, the more the boys liked it.

"What are we going to do Meghan?" Penny whimpered.

"What if it's true, like the Captain said, and we're never rescued?"

"We will be." I glared.

"But what if we're not?"

"Don't think about that, because it's not going to happen."

"We can't live out here forever on our own."

"Why not?" I said fiercely.

"We can get stupid berries as well as the boys. We can build those dumb little huts they built. If those pigs can survive, then so can we." With that, I rose and stomped off, not even turning to see if Penny followed.

We walked as far as we could before getting too exhausted to continue. Then we made a little nest just inside the jungle, carving out a little hole from the sand and dumping palm fronds into it. I found some more berries and we wolfed them down. We fell asleep easily.

The next day, we got more berries and walked on. I was determined to find someplace we could camp out together without the boys finding us. Penny was as unused to exercise as any of the girls, but endured all the walking with relatively little complaining. We had to stop often though for her to rest.

She talked about her experience with the boys as we walked. She'd been overwhelmed by the groping, fondling, rutting males. It was because of her tits, she said angrily. Several of the boys had fucked her between her breasts, and all of them had squeezed and abused them.

"If we ever get out of here, I'm getting breast reduction surgery." she vowed.

"Maybe you can give them to Annie." I mused.

"That bitch! Did you see her yesterday, wandering around and laughing at us while the boys raped us?

"I never saw her." I confessed.

"Yeah, well, she was the one that told the Captain to make you suck his cock." she said.

"Are you sure!" I demanded. She nodded grimly. "That fucking whore is really going to get it when we get out of this."

Something grabbed me from behind and dragged me to the ground. I heard Penny screaming, and then my arms and legs were pinned down and a grinning boy knelt above me.

"Hello there baby. Having a nice little walk?" he sneered.

"Leave us alone!" I yelled.

"You got a hope." one of them said. I realized there were half a dozen of them there around us. Penny was pinned on her back as well.

"Good work men." one of them said to the others. "We'll take them back to the Captain." I was struggling with the boys holding my arms down.

I was turned on my stomach and my hands were pulled behind me and tied together with strong vines.

"You two bitches have caused enough trouble." one of them said. I recognized him as one of the boys that had been with Annie when Wendy had been whipped and sodomized.

His name was Tony, I learned. He tied a long vine around my throat, and another around Penny's. The two of us were led through the jungle, naked, with out hands tied behind us. We kept falling down, the rough jungle trail we were on wasn't very easy on two people without any shoes.

After a couple of hours, neither I nor Penny could walk much. Our feet were too covered in cuts and bruises. Tony threw me down against a low grass hill, cursing in disgust. He turned to one of the other boys.

"Cunningham, take Mike, and Joey, and go and find us two strong meat poles."

I didn't know what he meant at the time, and didn't have time to consider it. One of the boys dropped to his knees beside me and shoved my legs up against my chest. Then he drove his cock down into my hot, but dry fuck tunnel.

He grunted and strained as his cock made hard going of the dry inner walls of my pussy. After several minutes, my hole started to lubricate, and he got more power into his strokes. I heard Penny squeal in pain and turned to see her kneeling a few feet away.

Her head was pulled way, way back so her spine was bent and arched. A boy standing behind her was sliding his cock up and down between her lips, fucking it right down her throat. Another boy knelt in front of her. He held her two fat breasts in his hands and mashed and squashed them around his cock as he thrust it into her cleavage.

The boy fucking me came, and rolled off, letting my legs drop back flat on the grass. Another boy took his place, rolling me over onto my front and then pulling me to my knees. My hands were still tied behind me, so my weight came down on my head and shoulders, but he didn't care about that end of me.

My legs were pushed apart and his cock slammed down into my cunt hole from behind. His hands squeezed tightly around my waist as he drove his prong into me with long steady strokes. His hips splatted repeatedly against my buttocks, crushing them, squashing them.

He pumped furiously, his groin smashing into my splayed crotch with brutal, jarring force, his prick skewering my tortured cunny. Then he sprayed his jism down my hole and stood up, sighing, and doing up his pants.

Another boy knelt behind me and his cock pushed between my cuntlips and started fucking. Despite my fury and despair at getting caught, my pussy started to heat up. No matter how I felt, if my cunt was sufficiently ploughed, it seemed to take on a mind of its own.

I prayed silently for the boy to finish before I really heated up and he began feeling my spasming cunt around him. He was in no hurry though, driving his prong up and down my fuck tube with deliberate slowness.

I wasn't the only one who wanted him to hurry though. "Come on Thompson," Tony grunted. "Hurry up and finish with that twat, we gotta get going." The one called Thompson grunted, and then sighed. His cock began moving into me with greater speed. Soon it was sawing back and forth inside me with enough power to send hot, quaking sensations through my body.

I could feel my belly burning with the need to cum. I fought as hard as I could, clamping down my muscles, thinking about things that were sad, and terrible, like plane crashes, and dead children. Nothing worked though. I was moving upward into a gale force orgasm.

Then his jism squirted out into me and he pulled away. I was left there on my knees, my chest heaving with the effort I was putting forth to hold back the cum. I hardly realized what was going on around me until the burning in my loins started to subside.

My wrists were untied, and then retied in front of me. Tony wound the vine around and around my wrists to a ridiculous extent. What did he think I was, Supergirl?

He wound another vine around my ankles, tying them together and then winding about ten feet of vine around and around them, before tying it together. How in the hell did they think we were going to walk like this, I wondered.

The same thing was happening to Penny, and then the boys there, pulled her legs and hands up in the air and slid a long pole through them. They lifted the pole, dangling Penny from it like one of those old movies with cannibals in them.

I wondered for a brief second, wether we were going to be eaten or something. A second pole was slid between my legs and hands, and then I too was hauled into the air.

With a boy on each end of the pole, we trudged through the jungle. To say the position lacked dignity was a massive understatement. I swung back and forth from side to side, my going straight up in the air, along with my arms, my head hanging down behind me, filling with blood. I was extremely dizzy after a while, but the boys didn't care.

They changed pole bearers every little while. I didn't seem to be much of a burden to them, as they moved pretty fast. I got so dizzy from the blood rushing to my head that I started to get delirious.

The trail we were passing along was overgrown with every manner of bush and grass. In fact, it was hardly a trail at all. The boys carried us bouncing and jouncing through tall grass that was higher than our heads. In my delirious state, the brushing and rubbing of the grasses against my ass and pussy began to excite my body.

It was a very gentle caressing kind of movement. The grasses were swaying back and forth because of the passage of the boys in front of me. It never would have done more than cause mild excitement if I had been lucid. But in this state, hour after hour, it started building up an enormous head of steam in my pussy.

Those horrible, endless rubbing grasses were driving me insane as they kept massaging my defenceless crotch. The little flickering brushes were enough to turn my whole ass and crotch into a hyper sensitive, throbbing mass of quaking flesh, but they weren't enough to push me over the edge into orgasm.

Instead of cumming, and releasing all that heat, my fires just kept burning and burning, going higher and higher until my entire body pulsed and shivered with the passion within me.

I might have gone permanently insane if the boy on the front of the pole hadn't ignored a low bush in the center of the trail. It was really beneath his notice, since he just stepped over it. It was only about a foot or so off the ground.

My ass was only six inches or so off the ground though. As he carried me forward, the trunk of the little bush, which must have been several inches around, ran straight into the valley between my ass cheeks.

It hit dead center against my cuntmound with enough force to send a furious searing rush of sexual energy through my beleaguered frame. Instead of going around, he just pulled on the pole, jamming my crotch against the little bush hard.

I exploded. I screamed at the top of my lungs as my body was racked by uncontrollable contortions and convulsions. Every fibre of my body spasmed and flared as that terrible sexual heat was finally expelled.

He kept pulling and my body eventually pushed the bush forward and then went through it. It seared a white hot trail down between my buttocks until it scratched past my anus and was gone.

I made loud and weird noises, or so Penny told me later, and Tony came back to me and grabbed my head by the hair, jerking it upright. He obviously thought that I was acting like I was because of the way my head had been hanging down behind me.

He shoved my head through my arms so they would hold it upright, and I stared dazedly at my own chest and belly for a number of minutes while my head reeled with the sudden loss of blood.

My senses started to come back to me, and I became aware of the pain in my wrists and ankles. All my weight was being suspended by the vines around them, and they were starting to cut into my skin. My hands were already feeling cold from the lack of circulation.

Not long after that, we were being carried into the center of the camp. At first I didn't understand this, after all, we'd walked for almost two days, and here we were back in only a few hours.

It turned out of course, that the island was sort of round. The Captain had known we would be following the beaches since we had no shoes, and had sent a party straight through the woods in either direction to intercept us.

There were cheers from the boys as we were hauled through the camp. The girls didn't make any sound, except for Annie. She wandered over to us and grinned maliciously down at me as I hung there from the pole.

"How nice to see you once again Meghan." she sneered.

The Captain came out of a hut then and stood before us, glaring down sternly.

"Disobedience can, and will not be tolerated." he said, in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear.

"These two have wilfully ignored the rules and have caused hardship for the men who had to search them out and protect them from their own ignorance and foolishness."

"They must be punished, and the entire community will join in to chastise them and show them the error of their ways and the unity of our condemnation."

He gestured and the boys lowered us to the ground, then pulled the poles out from between our arms and legs. My hands and feet were untied and I was roughly hauled to my feet before the Captain. Penny was pushed next to me where she trembled in apprehension.

"And what shall be their punishment?" the Captain said, in a booming voice. I felt a sudden, very stupid, bravery.

"Isn't looking at you punishment enough?" I squeaked. He blinked and his eyes narrowed. I could have killed myself, unfortunately, I was afraid he was going to do just that.

I was frogmarched over to where a tall frame had been set up. It consisted of two upright poles and a third joining them together about eight feet off the ground. My wrists were tied to each pole, high enough up so I was hanging a foot off the ground. My wrists, already sore from supporting my weight, ached anew.

My legs were pulled apart, and also tied to the upright poles, leaving me in a taut X shape. The Captain stood next to me as the rest of the camp gathered around.

"This female has been disobedient, mutinous, and insolent." he said. "She will be punished according to the rules set forth in military manual that accompanied our forefathers on the North American continent."

I didn't really know what he was saying. I was exhausted, miserable and sore. My mind pulsed with dread and worry. I looked around me at the teenagers gathered there. Most of the boys looked just as arrogant as I remembered.

The girls were a mixture of visible emotions. Annie and Cathy obviously couldn't wait for my punishment to begin. Kelly and Holly were like zombies. Wendy looked at me with wide, but almost mindless eyes. There was a slight smile on her face, and her hand rubbed against her naked crotch.

Then something slammed into my back, high up near my shoulders. I screamed in pain and rocked forward against the vines holding me. My back burned with pain, and I realized that the Captain had begun his punishment.

I tried to twist my head around, to see behind me. I only managed to see the Captain's arm swinging what looked like one of the boys military leather belts before it hit my back again and pain crashed through my system.

My mind was filled with frantic, howling anguish as the belt slammed into my back again and again. Each blow made a resounding CRACK! that echoed around the small gathering watching. Each blow sent my body rocking forward against the vines restraining me. Each sent a fresh surge of searing pain through my overloaded system, and faded slowly into a dull, burning ache.

The belt slashed down across my buttocks, sending my loins rocking forward. I Heard Annie laugh and say something to one of the boys, but couldn't make it out. The belt cracked down again, and then again, criss crossing my ass cheeks with a deliberateness that contrasted against the brutal power of the blows.

Then he stopped. He called out a name. I never bothered to look up to see what was going on. My head hung loosely down, hair covering my sight of the people gathered around me. The belt whistled through the air and slashed against my buttocks once again. Five quick blows in succession cracked and whipped against my ass before there was a pause.

Another name was called out and one of the boys standing just in front of me moved toward me. I could see him briefly pass beside me, and then seconds later there was another blow, this one against my back. Four more blows followed, each one sending rocking my helpless body forward, sending fresh pain through the blurring wave of fire that encompassed my back and buttocks.

Another name was called out. It was Annie. A hand grasped my hair and pulled my head up. Annie was standing right in front of me, her hand in my hair. There was a nasty smile on her face and she held a belt in her hand. "Don't fall asleep now Meghan dear. I want you to appreciate the effort I'm going to here." she sneered.

Then she moved around behind me and the belt lashed down across my buttocks. I grunted, low in my throat, my limbs twitching in reaction. The belt lashed down again, this time across the middle of my back, then again, against my shoulders.

She appeared around in front of me, looking at me with a pouty frown.

"Meghan the least you could do is scream a little to show everyone you appreciate your punishment." she glared. There was a sadistic gleam in her eyes as she stared at my naked form.

"Maybe you need a little more encouragement." she taunted.

She pulled back the belt and then grunted with effort as she flung it forward against me. The belt flew forward and slashed across my right breast. I shrieked in agony as the belt left a fiery trail across the sensitive skin. She grinned happily and raised the belt again. Again it flew forward and cracked against my left breast, jerking me backward against my bindings.

Then Cathy took the belt. She didn't seem as happy as Annie, but she put a great deal of effort into lashing the belt sideways across my twin mounds. I screamed, convulsing and shaking against my bindings. Four more times she flung the belt against my breasts, bringing a hot, burning pain to my chest.

Then Wendy was given the belt. Her eyes glowed with lust, and a strange flush darkened her skin. She licked her lips, and then brought her arm back.

If I expected a weak, pretend blow, I was sorely disappointed. The belt whipped across my breasts with more power than either of the other girls had shown. I gasped and my eyes rolled back in my head as the belt made a hot, red welt directly across the center of both breasts, cracking down squarely over the two nipples.

Then Wendy turned the belt around, her eyes almost in a daze. She held the belt by the soft end, with the buckle at the far end. She pulled back her arm and whipped the belt against my breasts again.

The hard metal buckle slammed into the center of my right breast with such force that it drove through the wall of flesh and slammed directly against my ribs beneath. My breast flesh wobbled and shook under the force of the impact, and agony lanced through my body.

She brought the belt back again and whipped it down across my left breast, then giggled as my body shook and jerked before her. She dropped the belt and then moved forward a few feet to stand directly before me. Her mouth moved against my right breast and she suckled my nipple gently, caressing it with her tongue and lips.

I heard a scream. In my half conscious state, I thought it must be my own. It repeated, higher and more frantic, and my blurry eyes looked away. There was another set of poles across the camp and Penny was tied to them. Tony was flinging a belt against those melon like breasts of hers, making them jiggle and wobble and bounce up and down.

I felt a brief moment of sympathy, and then my back erupted in furious pain as the belt slammed against it. I lost consciousness, so I don't know if everyone in the camp beat me like they say. My brutalized body was left hanging between the poles.  

I woke to the rocking of my body. I was still hanging in the frame. My body seemed to end at the shoulders. My arms and hands were numbed with aching pain from supporting my weight for so long. My body was being pushed back and forth against the vines holding it, like a sheet in a strong wind.

Then I realized there was someone behind me, and something inside me. As I came more and more awake, I realized that there was someone, a boy, pressed right up against my back. His hands were on the two poles holding me aloft, and his penis was up inside my rectum.

He kept pushing it fully into me, and then holding it there while he wiggled his hips around in circles, his balls pressed deep into the valley between my round buttocks, his prick twisting inside my bowels.

I could hear his hot breath on my neck as he pulled his thing back down the length of my shit tunnel and then rammed it back inside. My asshole felt raw and open, and I wondered how long he, and others had been screwing it. He grunted again, as he threw his hips forward, pressing hard against my body, putting more and more pressure on the bindings around my wrists and ankles as he pushed my body forward.

I shook my head briefly, trying to clear it. He must have noticed I was awake because he started talking to me. He had a very calm, voice, and spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.

"You got a nice tight little asshole honey." he sighed.

"What's your name anyway, Mary, Meghan, something like that?"

He pulled his cock down the length of my anus, pulling it entirely free. My asshole felt somehow vacant, as if it were unnatural not to have a hard cock inside it. Then I felt his cockhead pressed against the little round opening, and it slid back into me.

I felt it slide easily up through my rectum, moving with slow, but deliberate speed higher and higher into my belly until I could feel the boy's belly pressing against my buttocks, pushing them flat.

"Nice." he sighed.

"Nice and hot, and tight."

He slid his arms around my waist, squeezing me against him, pulling me against the vines grip. His hands slid upward under my breasts and cupped them, then started to slide caressingly over the rounded hillocks of flesh, lightly rubbing past my nipples, then pinching them between warm fingers and twisting them around.

I felt a heat building in my loins, a heat my half dazed mind couldn't understand or even recognise. That pulsing cock slid up and down my anus with more speed, jerking me upward as the force of the inward thrusts increased.

His hands pressed my aching breasts flat against my chest, then mashed them upward, then down, then from side to side. He squashed them together, rubbing the meaty, cones against each other.

"Ohhhh Babbyyyyy!" he groaned.

He slammed his cock up into me with brutal force, and held the pressure against me, as if he were trying to shove his prick deeper still. My ankles stung with the added pressure as he jammed his groin against my ass.

Something inside me clicked, then exploded. My body was racked with jarring eruptions of burning liquid lust that rippled up and down my frame. My asshole clutched and squeezed and tore at the cock inside it, and I heard him grunt in pleasure as he came too.

I could feel his sperm jetting up into me as my asshole spasmed around him. My head nodded up and down repeatedly as my body shivered with orgasmic passion. His cum was sucked    

It was several hours later that I woke up. My body was exhausted. I felt like I'd been through hell. I wearily rolled over and then slowly pulled myself to a sitting position in the grass.

My hands were untied, and I wiped my dangly, sweaty hair out of my face and looked around. Hardly anyone was in sight, except for one boy doing some gardening and Miss Carter asleep outside the Captain's hut.

I rested for several minute before getting to my shaky feet. I stumbled through the camp, and then down the narrow trail to the beach. My body was all sticky and I wanted something to clean me off. I probably would have done better to drop into the freezing cold waters of the pond. It would have woken me up fast enough, and put an end to my lethargy.

Several of the girls were down at the beach. They looked up with interest as I stumbled down through them. When they saw I wasn't a boy though, they went back to their suntans.

I moved past them to the water, wading in to my knees and then simply falling forward into the surf. The water felt good washing over my body. I just lay there in the water for several long seconds, letting it rinse some of the sweat and cum from my body.

I had to breath eventually though, and rose to my knees in the surf, gasping for air. I tilted my head way back, letting the water drain back to the ocean. Then I dropped forward again, submerging myself beneath the foot deep waves, letting my breasts plunge down into the soft silty earth beneath the water.

I lay there for almost a minute, then rose again, again throwing my hair back. I brought my hands up to my hair and squeezed it out behind me, then rose to my feet and shambled back to the beach, to drop down in the sand next to Wendy.

She shook herself as I dropped some water on her, then looked up at me brightly.

"Hello." she chirped.

"Hello." I chirped back. I closed my mouth in confusion. Was that me?

"Hi." I said, experimentally. I thought I sounded normal that time.

"You had the big one." she said, eyes wide and knowing.

"Huh?"

"The big one. The Captain's big one."

"You mean his prick?" She nodded.

"Have you ever had it?" She smiled dreamily." Uh huh."

"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 behaviour, 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.

Something had happened to me that made the feeling of a cock into something that drove all thought but lust from my brain. I'd been no virgin before, but now I was a fucking nymphomaniac. I like crazy as Larry plugged me, and then came again, and then again.

How could I be worried about anything when I was having so much fun? Who cared about wether we'd ever get rescued or not? Who cared if the boys were bullies, and treated us like dirt? All I wanted was to be fucked and fucked and fucked.

I felt a little sorry for Heather, on her knees a few feet away. Steve was a real nasty bastard, and he wasn't letting up any on account of Heather being small and submissive. He had a good sized prick, and it was rock hard.

He was slamming it into Heather's asshole with a brutality that must have hurt her. From the look on his face, a kind of arrogant, cruel meanness, he was hoping he was. He had his big hands almost completely around Heather's tiny waist as he pounded his loins against her tiny round buttocks.

I could see them being mashed and flattened with each tremendous crashing lung of his broad powerful hips against her. His round cock slammed down her rectum with furious speed and force, driving balls deep into her gut on each downstroke.

Only his hold on her waist kept his strokes from throwing her forward into the grass. His belly and hips cracked against her with a resounding slap and thump as his purple headed prick plunged up and down her hole.

He knew that the hardest part for her was getting her asshole open around his cockhead, so he kept pulling his prick completely out of her. He'd rub it against her ass cheeks for a few seconds, then poise it at the entrance to her rectum and lunge forward, spearing the poor girl with awesome force.

I was sure he was going to kill her if he kept it up, and from the look on Heather's face, she did too. But finally, just as Larry was finishing with me, Steve slammed fully into her and held it there. His hands slid over her belly, jerking her back up against him. He groaned over her shoulder as he pressed his hands into her titties, and his cock blew it's wad up inside her.

Heather could hardly walk after that, her asshole was killing her, and bleeding slightly. Larry got so mad at her slowing us down on the way home that he grabbed a thin switch off the ground and walked behind her, smacking her buttocks whenever she slowed. By the time we got back to camp her buttocks were a blazing mass of red welts and cuts.

When we got back to camp we found the girls all gathered together dancing. It wasn't the kind of dancing you'd see at a disco or anything. Annie was teaching them all to do sensuous erotic dances, swinging their hips back and forth, weaving and turning to a pounding drumbeat.

One of the boys, I think he was Annie's master, was beating on a hollow log as he watched the dancing. He had a hardon, so I guess the lessons were going well. Me and heather had to join the dancing, it was mandatory apparently, the boys having liked Annie's performance the other night so much.

I didn't think much of it, but then nobody asked me. Some of the guys gathered around as we all swayed and rolled to the drumming. They weren't helpful, calling out obscene insults to us as we practised, and making threats as to what would happen if we didn't get it right.

Annie had one of those switches, and she walked around examining everybodies dancing, and whipping them if they weren't being energetic enough. It seemed to me that it didn't much matter how good the girls were, Annie would slap them anyway.

Wendy, for instance, being pretty athletic, was probably one of the best of us. Her body swung and rolled, twisted and writhed. She shook her hips and chest in opposite directions in a snake like manner that I thought was better than Annie's own dancing, maybe Annie did too, but she stood beside the blonde girl, shouting insults anyway

She kept whipping the long thin stick down on Wendy's back and buttocks, cursing her as a worthless whore. There wasn't much Wendy could do either. We'd already learned that Annie was a kind of teacher's pet. She was often permitted to discipline girls who'd broken some minor rule or other.

We all loathed her of course. Even Cathy was beginning to despise her erstwhile friend. Annie always carried the whip and liked to use it, even on Cathy. Aside from Wendy and Penny, in fact, Cathy was fast becoming her favourite target.

Annie moved over to Penny, who was awkwardly trying to shake her chest from side to side without losing her balance. Annie brought the whip crashing down across Penny's bouncing breasts, drawing a squeal of pain.

"It's not my fault," Penny wailed.

"Oh really," Annie purred. "You always thought those big cow tits of yours were so great before." She brought the stick down on them again.

"Maybe we should cut them off," Annie glared. She couldn't of course. The boys liked them too much. Then a nasty grin came to her face.

"I know what we can do to help you," she leered. She went over to one of the huts and returned with some of the long vines the boys used for rope. Penny had to bend forward, letting her fat tits hang down below her.

Annie wrapped the vines around the round fleshy bags, pulling tight as Penny winced and grit her teeth. When she stood up straight again, her tits were squeezed into round, hard balls that stood straight out on her chest like mushrooms growing sideways on a hill.

The vines dug deep into her flesh, narrowing her breasts to a few inches width near her chest, then squeezing and swelling the meat out in their fleshy skin bags. They were so taut and hard now that Penny could jump up and down without them moving at all. They must probably hurt like hell though.

That night we all did our stupid dances, and the boy voted on who was best and who was worst. The worst was Carolyn, who had always been kind of awkward and soft physically despite her intelligence.

The boys decided that her problem was, she didn't keep her ass stuck out enough, and her head up and back. They stuck a curved stick in her asshole and tied a vine to the protruding end. The other end of the vine was tied to her hair, thus pulling her head way back.

She had to walk around like that the rest of the night, with her head tilted up at the stars and her ass pulled outward.

The best was Wendy, which pissed Annie off. Wendy was rewarded by getting fucked by the Captain. All of us oooohed and aaahhhed at that. The Captain's fucks were something to remember, even if they hurt like hell and made you a mindless dolt for hours afterward.

Miss Carter, and the twins looked kind of relieved, as if hoping Wendy would drain off some of the Captain's energy before they all went to bed for the night.

Wendy, in fact, obviously considered this a mixed blessing. Her reluctance was noted by the boys, with much jeering and hooting.

The Captain grinned, standing up and skinning his hand up and down his long, massive cockpole. Wendy swallowed nervously, standing up and tremulously approaching Captain Brown.

"Well, now," he leered. "How shall we have it boys?" he stroked his hands over her firm, flat belly.

"Doggie style maybe?"

"Have the bitch on top," one boy suggested.

"Fuck her in the ass," another said.

"Just spread her legs and screw her silly Sir."

"Shove her ankles up by her ears!"

"Yeah!"

"No, no. I'm too tired for this. I'm just an old man." he laughed. He sat back down, then lay down flat.

"Come on pussy, sit on it." he sneered.

There was a ripple of laughter from the boys, and Annie, and Wendy resignedly knelt over him, positioning her crotch above his hard log of a cock.

It was kind of amazing to watch her kneeling there, legs apart, and see that humongous prick standing up straight from the Captain's crotch. You could see just how far up inside her that thing was going to have to go for his balls to be hugged by her buttocks.

Wendy grabbed his cock in both hands and lowered herself till her crotch hole was placed right against his curbed cockhead. She closed her eyes slightly, then spread her legs a little further apart, dropping her body an inch lower.

We could all see her cuntmound mashed and flattened against that fat hunk of meat. It seemed far too thick to go inside her little slit. She pushed down harder, and his cock spread her pussy lips apart, trying to force its way into her.

She clenched her jaw, and lowered further, and her cuntlips spread and spread around that massive rounded pole. Then she grunted slightly as the prong pushed through her cuntlips and the cock sank up into her cuntal tube. She swallowed again several times, and I could see the beads of sweat standing out on her forehead from the ache in her pussy.

The Captain was just lying on his back, hands behind his head, watching her with a grin.

Her legs slid further apart, dropping her body down another half inch, then another, then another. I could see that it was pure torture for her, like being in childbirth only in reverse. Inch by inch, that monstrously thick cock moved up into her groaning fuck tube.

I was just glad I was so out of it when I'd done the same before. I'd hardly felt any pain, well, not after the first few seconds.

She had about five inches in her by now, and each additional inch made her breathing quicken, and her skin flush. She dropped lower, and then lower, bringing another four inches into her belly. Her face was red and flushed, her whole body sweating with exertion.

She lowered further, and gasped in pain. I guessed his cock had hit the end of her fuck pit. Still, she tried to go further down, spreading her legs apart more and more. Her body didn't go lower though. It looked like she was being impaled on that steel hard pole of his.

Then something inside her gave way. She gave a cry of pain, and suddenly sank down another two inches. Her eyes widened in amazement as she felt that log up inside her. She shuddered all over and swayed sideways, almost fainting.

Her buttocks were just touching his thighs now, and we all knew there must still be another inch to go. Wendy looked exhausted, and she hadn't even started to fuck yet.

She slower began to rise up, letting some of that painful prong out of her pussy tunnel. The Captain would have none of that though. He grabbed her hips and jammed her down fully onto his fuck meat.

The whole thing went up into her belly, and Wendy gave a strangled cry of agony and shivered as the boys cheered. The Captain held his hands firmly around her waist, preventing her from rising, making her cunt hold the whole massive prong.

I winced as I watched her sway atop the pole. I compared the length of his cock with her position now and figured the thing must practically be up past her stomach now. I was just glad it wasn't me.

He held her there for a full minute, while we all waited to see if she'd faint.

"Let's go pussy. Shake your little ass." he ordered then.

Wendy put her hands flat on his broad muscular chest, and weakly pushed herself upward. I could see the relief on her face as inch after inch of red cock slid out of her crotch.

She went a foot up, till the cockhead pressed against her pussylips from behind. She hung there a second, reluctant to drop back, but knowing she had now choice.

She moved back down, sliding down onto that bloated prong, taking the entire thing up into her belly till her ass cheeks flattened against his thighs again.

The Captain flattened his hand on her lower belly and pressed inward, rubbing around in circles. I wondered if he were trying to feel his cock in there. His hands fondled and squeezed her buttocks and slid up her body to cup her breasts.

She started rising and falling with more speed, her cunt sucking that long fat cock into it more easily as it adapted to the size. Wendy's flushed face was turning a strange shade of white. Her eyes were alternately wide open or tightly slitted, as she rose and fell on that long pole.

Then she leaned far back, her hands on his knees. She took the cock fully into her belly and ground her crotch against his belly as she arched her back and gave a loud, long sigh of pleasure.

She humped down against him, slapping her buttocks against his legs in short, quick little jerks as she slid through an orgasm.

When she recovered she began to plunge her hot box up and down the pole again, really sliding her chute over it now as her heightened sexual tension enveloped her body. She came again, dropping straight down from the top of her stroke, letting her body simply fall down onto that cock as she cried out in orgiastic passion.

The Captain grabbed her and pulled her belly down against his, locking his lips on hers as his hands held her buttock and he rutted up into her.

Wendy's legs spread straight out behind her and they flopped and bounced in the sand ineffectually as the Captain humped himself up at her.

She kissed him back, rubbing her tits against his chest as she humped back at him. Then her eyes opened wide in surprise and gasped and grunted, wiggling herself on his prong. The Captain closed his eyes and his hands on her ass held her tightly against him.

Wendy told me afterward she'd never felt cum shooting into her with such force. It was like shoving a hose into her pussy and turning the tap on full, she said.

Anyway, Merl grabbed me about then and threw me back onto the ground. His body blocked my view of Wendy and the Captain as he dropped atop me and stuffed his cock down my pussy slit.

I was sound asleep when Wendy woke me up that night.

"Pssst, Meghan!" she whispered.

"Huh?"

"Wake up!"

I opened my eyes groggily and looked about in the dark. Wendy was kneeling next to me. She started backing out of the little hut, motioning for me to follow. I didn't really want to, but I couldn't argue about it without waking up one of my masters. I sighed and crawled out after her. She moved away from the huts, over by the pond.

"What is it?"

"I want you to help me," she said.

"Tomorrow," I offered, hopefully She shook her head.

"Has to be tonight. We have to do something for the boys breakfast.

"Too early yet."

"Yes," she insisted. She pulled me by the arm over to where the gruel stuff was kept and started gathering up the leaves that went into it.

"Help me with this," she ordered.

"But that's for the girls food," I protested.

"I know," she grinned evilly.

"I don't think I should," I said worriedly. She slapped me on the ass and I gasped in pain.

"Do as you're told," she hissed. Well, this was very strange. I wasn't used to having girls give me orders. I did as she told me though. I didn't want her to slap my ass again. That hurt.

We mixed the leaves in with the boys vegetables, and then took some other leaf from their food and replaced our leaves. I thought the whole thing mystifying and pointless, but wasn't going to argue.

I worried all thought the boys breakfast that morning, but they didn't seem to notice anything wrong. Our stuff tasted much the same, but I didn't get the usual buzz that I always did.

I frowned at Wendy, upset over that. The gruel stuff was one of the good things that all the girls got, well all except Annie, who ate with the boys. I was upset that she was getting the good stuff and not me.

The next night, she did the same thing again, and then the night after that. My mind was starting to feel a lot clearer, and my body didn't heat up as easily as before. I wondered if the food had anything to do with that.

"What is this shit anyway?" I asked her, one night.

"I don't know what it's called. It's what makes it hard for you to think though."

"How do you know?"

"I saw what it did to Carolyn when she ate some by mistake. That was before everything was all out in the open remember?"

"You mean when those boys raped her?"

"Did they?"

"That's what she said, and she came."

"Yeah, well, eating that stuff, she would have come if a dog had fucked her. Besides, haven't you noticed the boys the last couple of days?"

It would have been hard not to. They were all acting really stupid. They giggled a lot, for no apparent reason, and hardly ever went off to hunt. They were also horny as shit. The Captain's girls were going to be bow legged before long, if they weren't already.

It turned out that Wendy had never eaten any of that shit. She'd faked it, and because she'd been such a submissive meek thing from the start, everybody believed it.

Wendy led me over to another side of the island, where we weren't allowed to go, and we found a big raft the boys had made.

"We can get off the island in this." she said.

"But where do we go?"

"I heard the boys saying we were only a few miles east of the sea lanes. All we have to do is go at dawn and follow the rising sun," she declared.

"The boys won't like it."

"We're not going to tell them."

"You mean we leave them here."

"You're fucking right we do, and that slut Annie too," she hissed.

"You know what they were planning on doing with us?" I shook my head. "The Captain said when we were trained enough, they'd take the raft off the island, not telling anyone about us. They planned to take us back to New York and make us prostitutes." "No!" "Fucking right. He said we'd bring in three hundred thousand a year each. You know how many guys we'd have to fuck for that kind of money." "Ummm." "We'll leave them here to rot." she snarled.

We weren't the only ones who were thinking straighter now either. Carolyn was avoiding her masters, much to their distress. Cathy was hiding in trees when she could, and the twins were on the verge of rebellion against the Captain himself.

Wendy gathered us all together during morning breakfast and told us about her plan.

"Let's go now." Kelly said.

"We can't. The boys will catch us." Carolyn said worriedly.

"Who asked you?" I glared. "You run off and leave your Mas... boys alone so they grab one of us instead!"

"Yeah!" Amy sniffed.

"What are you two complaining about? We're the ones who have to fuck the Captain and his horse cock." Holly growled.

"Carolyn, just take care of them for today. You two can handle the Captain for one more day too." Wendy told the twins. "We'll take off just before dawn.

"What will the boys do when they find us gone?" Heather wondered.

"We'll leave them a pile of food and Annie," Wendy leered. "That should keep them busy for a while."

It was irritating putting up with those stupid muscleheaded clowns for that day. I was eager for night to come. We had to keep things as normal as possible though,. When Steve insisted on fucking my ass, there was nothing I could do but kneel in front of him and let him stuff it into me.

I cursed under my breath as he fucked his tool into my anus, gritting my teeth to hold off screaming at him. I had to just take it though.

He slammed his body into mine over and over, stabbing his erection up into my bowels with complete indifference to my own feelings, or pain. His hands slid over my body with negligent familiarity, squeezing, fondling, and stroking my flesh as if it were his own.

I couldn't complain though. Earlier the Captain had had the twins put on a show for him and some of the boys. They'd almost mutinied, but had gone along, knowing they could ruin the plan otherwise.

They had had to tongue each other's pussies and suck each other's titties for the Captain's amusement. Then the Captain had let the four boys with him fuck them two at a time, before he stuffed his meaty sausage into Kelly's asshole. How he even got it up there I don't know.

Carolyn had reformed too. She had stopped hiding, and was sucking off Jeff's cock at the same time I was gettin assfucked.

After Steve finally jetted his cum up my ass, Merl had had to be sucked off, not just once but several times, and it was all I could do to keep from biting his cock off.

There was trouble near dark though. Heather had been unable to stop herself from kicking Tad in the nuts when he'd tried to lift her up by her tits.

She was tied to the frame in the middle of the village and whipped by the boys and the Captain. There was nothing the rest of us could do for her. The males might be slightly dazed, stupid, and horny from the leaves, but they were all still strong as bulls.

We stood around, wincing, and sympathizing with the poor thing as the boys slammed the belt against her back, buttocks, and tits, until she was nearly unconscious.

They'd taken her down then and Tad had proved that his cock was still in working order by stuffing it down her asshole.

He had held her upside down, lifting the small teenager right off the ground by the thighs as he pushed his cock down between her buttocks. Larry joined him from the other side, shoving his prong down her upside down cunt.

When they were through, they tied her wrists together and left her hanging from the branch of a tall tree, then wandered off. We couldn't do anything about it. Heather had to hang there for several hours until one of her Master's wanted to fuck her and cut the nearly unconscious girl down.

We had to work even harder to keep the boys from getting suspicious then. One girl rebelling was one thing their addled minds could ignore, but two would set a new pattern, and might make them wonder. The Twins and Miss Carter took turns fucking the Captain to keep him out of our way, and the rest of us acted submissive and horny, even though we felt like neither.

I was disgusted at the very sight of Rick and Merl and Steve, but I giggled and cooed and cuddled up to them, whining happily as they squeezed my tits, and ass, and pussy.

We went to bed, and each of us was subsequently fucked several times by our masters. I couldn't sleep, and after a couple of hours, wandered out into the camp, where I joined Wendy, waiting for the coming dawn.

An hour or so before, all the girls crawled out of the huts and made their way across to where the raft was. Wendy was in charge, by consensus, and she supervised while we moved the raft into position by the edge of the water. Then we all got on and moved out into the ocean.

The sun rose, and we used the makeshift paddles the boys had fashioned to direct the raft toward it. It wasn't easy moving the thing, and we were forced to spend that day, the next night, and part of the following day on it before we were rescued by a passing tanker.

Needless to say, they were surprised to find a raft filled with naked girls on it.

After being without clothes for so long, it was a strange feeling being stared at and ogled by fully clothed people. The old inhibitions against nudity began to reassert themselves, and we started turning red with embarrassment as the crews eyes bulged out at us.

We finally managed to persuade them to get us some clothes though, which really felt strange. It was a couple of weeks before we made it to port, and Wendy finally let it slip that there were more people back on the island.

We never saw the boys or Annie again, but we heard that the boys school was disbanded and closed soon after. Annie went into a psychiatric hospital. Apparently the boys and the Captain, still on those joy leaves, had fucked her steadily, one after another, for the weeks we'd been gone.

The trip left its mark on all of us. Carolyn was a lot less reserved than she'd been. She went on to become an astronaut, and became the first woman to get pregnant in space. She had six children by six different men.

Little Heather turned into a real cockteasing slut. By the time the school year was over, she'd fucked dozens of boys and was living with a forty year old man.

Cathy turned into a lesbian. She had affairs with several girls at school, including Wendy, and me. She moved in with a real hard core butch dyke and is into whips and chains.

Miss Carter left our school and went to a public school. She later quit teaching after she was found naked with two male students. She moved to Rio, and hangs around naked on the beaches all day.

The twins became a hot ticket on forty-second street, in New York. They did a live lesbian sex show with lots of props and stuff. Me and Wendy caught their act once. It wasn't an act. Apparently they'd really gotten into each other's mirror image bodies.

Amy decided to become abstain from all sexual activity, including masturbating. That lasted six months, then she went to Hollywood and became a star in porno movies. I saw a few, she was pretty enthusiastic.

Me and Wendy and Penny all went to college together, and shared the same room. Wendy was less of a tomboy, Penny was less shy and reserved, and I... well, I don't think I was really changed much by the experience, except that I learned to love sodomy. I like a big cock up my asshole now, more than in my cunt.

Needless to say, we were pretty popular with the boys, and even when we were alone, we had lots of fun together. That's another story though.

The End