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Queen of the Isle

dave was very excited about what secrets and fantasy the next few days would show to him. As he sat there in the small plane chartered by his pal armand he anticipated delights far beyond his dreams. They were on their way for a weeks stay on a small island in the pacific. armand had been there twice before last year, and swore to him that it was a magnificent place. It was full of wonderful people, lovely scenery and since they held only 3 retreat sessions per year they were lucky to get in. Most of these retreats were booked way in advance and armand was quite proud that he'd been invited to return. But what most excited dave was the chance to meet the Woman that ran the "retreat". he had heard armand's story several times and felt as though he had already known this Woman, but of course, he had never met her before. She had deep caramel colored skin and was big, strong and captivating, that was all he needed to know. The essence of her had crept into his dreams for years before he'd known of her. he was not sure why but he longed for a big black woman since early in his life. he did not even know if the Woman of these dreams could be a reality somewhere. he trusted armand's description and as soon as things were not so hectic at their small advertising company he jumped at the chance to go to the island to see this Wonder for himself.

The plane was coming in for a landing. he looked down to see a small landing strip cut out of the lush tropical greenery. There were a few small compounds scattered about and one large white house. As they left the plane armand grabbed his arm and told him that everything he told him was true, but that there are some small things that he was forbidden to tell. he then told him to just use his good sense and be sure to be humble and respectful. dave was puzzled for a moment but continued down the stairs, nothing would keep him from seeing this Woman, nothing! Of course, he'd be humble and respectful, what else could a good sissy sub be?

they were met by a short man, who called himself darcy, dressed only in a loin cloth and heavy leather collar. he had a rather large tattoo across his chest that said "Tara's pussy". dave and armand shot amused looks at each other when darcy wasn't looking. darcy wasn't very friendly. This was nothing like the warm greetings armand received on his other visits. darcy took them to their small but lovely cottage. It was just a stone's throw from the beach. darcy told them they'd be inspected before dusk, and left. Shortly after darcy was gone, an older man knocked at the door. he said he was called tisha and was dressed in a pretty, crisp maids uniform and looked rather pretty. he asked if their guide was nice to them, armand hesitated, he didn't want the Queen to find out that he'd said anything bad. tisha said he wasn't treated warmly either this time, but did find out the reason why. he told them that the Queen's personal maid had passed away several months ago. he was very special to Her, he had gifted Her with this island and retired here to be Her personal pet. Only he was allowed to attend to All of Her most personal needs. She took the loss very badly, but just last week announced that she would chose a new pet. All the men who live on the island would love that honor, even the ones that are collared by other Dommes here. The other Dommes consider it an honor to have Their slave taken for the Queen's pleasure, showing that they have trained him well. The local slaves think it is unfortunate that a retreat was coming up and there would be outside subs for Her to choose from as well. So, they are unhappy with us! I also hear that whatever they can do to sabotage our making it through the inspections will be done. So, be careful. As tisha left she told them to say alert until they are under the protection of their host Domme.

armand was in an immediate tizzy. dave was only filled with a strong longing to be chosen, but knew that was just a pipe dream. he had limited service training and just recently found himself growing more comfortable with the tender little girl that loved to serve, inside him. Yet he hoped that just for a moment, he would be worthy of a true Ebony Queen. he snapped out of his sweet daydream with armand fussing at him to take a shower and get freshened for the inspection. It is important that we be ready for whatever the night holds, and a manly scent from several hours of travel would not do!

Just as dave slipped into a nice comfortable baby doll pajama set that always made him feel good to wear, an urgent knock fell upon the door. It almost startled them both. armand rushed over to open the door, only stopping briefly to adjust his hose and glance at his impeccable maids outfit in the door. But before he reached it the door swung open! There stood a very tall blond Woman, they both stood a little over 6 feet tall and she was a bit taller still. She was a magnificent Woman, dressed perfectly in a tight black leather skirt that hugged her wide thighs and ample hips. Her crisp white blouse was open to the plunge of Her huge breasts that were held urgently by a black leather bustier. In Her large lovely hand was a rather fierce looking riding crop. Her perfectly shined black boots rose up Her shapely legs to kiss those sweet thighs. She just stood there a long moment glaring at them both. armand fell to his knees and dave followed his lead quickly. She let out a small laugh, "That is much better, girls! I thought I'd have to beat you right off! It is good to see you again, sweet anna, I shall have lots of fun with you! I hope you haven't forgotten how to serve me!" armand told her he would never forget. Then crawled over to her feet and kissed each boot toe. She smiled down on him. reaching over to lift his skirt and crinoline to see his ass, and tapped it lightly with her crop. "What have you brought with you? A fitting offering to O/our Queen?" She gave armand a playful kick, but it still knocked him over. She reached down and lifted dave's face to look into it... dave averted his unworthy eyes quickly. She told him he was pretty but could he serve? he started to reply that he hoped he could, but she stopped him with a quick slap. "you won't know until We tell you!" he quickly agreed, saying yes ma'am and hoped he wouldn't cry so quickly, but the slap's sting lingered. With that she reached out the door for a large leather sack, from it she took out leather wrist restraints, a gag, and some other thing that looked like a thick leather belt. She pushed dave to the floor, face down, and kneeled down straddling his hips. she cuffed him roughly with his hands behind his back and then manipulated him to remove his pretty baby doll pajama bottoms. reaching into the bag again she plugged his sissy hole and then moved him around like he was a rag doll, and placed the belt on him and placed his cock in the leather sheath that hung from the belt bringing it back between his legs and attaching the end of the sheath to the back of the belt. It fit rather snugly. Then pulled him to his knees and placed the ball into his mouth and tightened its strap around his head. She exclaimed happily that she was done and told dave to wait outside. She then turned to armand and told him he'd be hers for his stay. she told him to go to her cottage to make a light supper and tidy up. She had to get more newbies started and would be there soon. She then pulled him up from the floor and kissed his mouth deeply and urgently, sucking his tongue then gently bite his lip as she finished. Telling him it is good that he is still sweet. Then she sat on the sofa edge, pulling him before her and pushing him to his knees. She pulled up her skirt, showing the laced tops of her stockings attached to her lacy garter belt. No panties. armand was dying to jump in, tongue first but knew he had to wait to be instructed to start. She propped her booted feet on the coffee table that was behind him. This opened up the "world" to him. he ached to worship at Her shrine. She grabbed his head and slammed it into Her. he mumbled his thanks and licked her slowly. She yelled, she had no time for that, and told him to give Her pleasure quickly. That was all he needed to hear. he lapped, sucked and drank in Her intoxicating scent and sweet juices, while sticking two finger deep inside Her. She moved, wiggling on his active tongue as he gave Her the pleasure requested.

Outside, dave found 5 other slaves kneeling on the cobbled pathway that lay in front of the cottage, all cuffed, gagged and cockbound. his heart sank. he wondered what else was in store, wondering if he could summon enough bravery for what else was to come. One of the slaves caught his eye and did his best to gesture his body, indicating that dave should join them in their little formation. he hesitated, but just then Dora, the Domme in the cottage with armand/anna let out a loud scream and moan. he knew She would be outside soon, and fell to his knees with the others. In a few moments, the cottage door burst open and she came outside and told her charges to get up and move towards the big white house he spotted earlier from the plane.

Upon arrival at the large house that had two large letter Z's on the white wrought iron front gates. they were quickly taken around the side of the immense house to a doorway that must lead to some basement area. dave was surprised to see the layout. It was as if they had entered some medieval castle. The walls were carved rock and there were wall sconces for lighting. They were electric but aside from that the whole atmosphere, lighting and furnishing reminded him of a movie depicting that era. It immediately threatened and scared the petite tender little girl inside dave. he knew he'd cry this night. The slaves were taken to a small room and pushed to their knees. And left alone for several minutes. Elsewhere in these caverns they heard loud Female laughter and yelling along with faint moans and screams that were unmistakably male.

Two young Woman burst into the room. dave wanted to hide. They immediately came over to him. "oh, yes he is a cute one, such beautiful blue eyes!" Said the short one, she was about 5'2" and nicely rounded with a pretty white peasant type blouse cut low to show off the top of the magnificent swell of her breasts paired with black slacks and black riding boots. She had a thick head of deep red hair and a sweet fair skinned face, kissed by several freckles. The other one was at least 5'10", a little more rounded than the other with very dark brown skin, with shortish black hair twisted into neat braids. They pulled him to his feet and rushed him out of the door and down the corridor, they each pulled and tugged him forcefully along. Finally, they came to an open door and shoved him through it. It was rather pleasantly decorated and had a large sofa, small wet bar with 3 stools, a small table and 4 chairs at one end and what to dave's surprise looked like a chamber horrors at the other end. he could see what looked like a rack with chains and shackles attached, several whips and paddles hanging from a wooden rack on the wall, a large device of wood that looked like some restraint of some kind, and a large chest that, no doubt, had other scary things. he fell to his knees and asked how could he serve them. Hoping that he could serve them well and require no harsh punishments or tortures. They just giggled a bit and told him to relax. One took his cuffs off and told him to make some drinks for them. he quickly went to the bar, looked for what he needed and made the drinks and served them on a tray he found. Then he kneeled near them and waited for more instructions, they just chatted along about their day. Then he saw their glasses nearly empty and asked if he could get them another. The redhead nodded and he was off to the bar again with their glasses for refills. he was much more at ease now. The black one told him to have a drink as well, he loved that idea and thanked them both. he poured a nice red wine for himself, they were having vodka on the rocks. He left his wine on the bar, and went to them with their drinks. he was nearly at the table and tripped a bit and the drinks fell from the tray and crashed to the floor! he was speechless, how could this happen? he knew he would surely be punished for making such a mess. The redhead yelled at him to go get something to clean that up. he ran to the bar area and found what he needed and started to clean up. They just sat in silence. When he had set it right he was taken to that wooden device, strapped in and told that his bottom would be reddened for being so clumsy. he doesn't know how long he was paddled but he knew his bottom must have been glowing red. he had cried out so much he just couldn't anymore. it must have been all the travel, he was truly worn out. Lana, the tall one, looked at him and asked how long was his trip to the island he told her in a low, exhausted voice that they had traveled nearly 12 hours. They quickly removed him from the harness thing and Siobahn, the redhead, held him tightly on her lap at the couch, his butt stinged a bit, but her comforting touch and kind words were a good trade off. She just stroked him and told him that the Queen had said nobody that travels longer than 5 hours to the island is to be inspected the first night, there was an error. he would be allowed to rest and do a shorter inspection time tomorrow. When he felt well enough he could go to his cottage to rest. Lana had left them, and Siobahn had told him some history about the island while comforting him and telling him he was so sweet, he'll do well here. After nearly an hour, she took him to the front gate and told him which way to go. It was only a short walk and the moon was bright, so he could see his way.

Just as he reached the cabin and nearly opened the door, he was grabbed from behind! he tried to cry out... tried to explain that he was to rest tonight per the Queen's rule. But, before he could get out a word he was bound, gagged and tossed into his cabin. Just then the light was turned on and he could see his attackers.

To be continued...

Queen Zardrania/Copyright ©1999

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