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Island of White Slavery - 1
It was a typical chilly morning in the small town in Michigan's Upper Peninsula. Tom glanced at his watch as he starred out the window enjoying the morning sun razing over the horizon. He finally heard the click of the bathroom door opening and the sweet smell of Chantal's perfume flowing into the room.
"Honey? Could you please bring me my sweater for me please?"
Tom sat his cup of coffee down and looked around the room until he saw his wife's sweater sitting on top of one of the suit cases. He knew it was going to be chilly this morning and glad Chantal planed for their trip.
Tom smiled as he walked into the still humid bathroom still smelling fresh and moist from Chantal's shower. She stood in front of the large bathroom mirror expertly applying eye makeup. Chantal was already wearing her tight jeans and heels and her large lovely milky white breasts were tucked into a sexy dainty black bra.
Tom loved his wife dearly. He hung the sweater on the door knob and gently came up behind his lovely wife and cupped her large breasts in his hands.
Chantal purred, "I love the way you do that baby."
Tom gently kneaded her breasts until Chantal finally turned around and planted her soft moist lips on her husband's. She gave him a hug as she leaned back admiring how handsome he was.
"I think I'm the luckiest wife in the world!"
Tom smiled as she kissed his cheek and chin several times. Tom reached down and cupped Chantal's ass cheeks and gave them a squeeze.
"Mmm... Baby... Don't get me started. You know we don't have enough time. We have to catch our flight in about an hour from now."
Tome gave her one last kiss before letting her go to finish dressing. He watched as she took the sweater from the knob and slowly pulled it over her head. She gave the material a gentle tug as Tom watched. The neckline was kind of low cut making Tom drool with lust.
Tom tried to reach out and grab a breast but Chantal playfully slapped his hand away. "Stop it and get our bags ready baby."
Tom sighed as he walked out of the bathroom. It wasn't long before he had most of the bags shut when they heard a car horn out in front of the motel where they were staying.
"Chantal. It's our ride to the airport."
Tom heard the click of Chantal's heels on the tiled floor as she walked out carrying her purse over her shoulder. Tome grabbed what few bags of luggage they had to bring. Tom was surprised to see a long black limo parked in front of their motel room.
They hurried along and met the driver. He was a black guy wearing sunglasses and a suit. He helped Tom put the luggage into the trunk than politely opened the door for Chantal to get in first. Tom noticed the way this guy was starring at his wife and he didn't like it. It was bad enough that Mr. Logan drooled on Chantal when he was around.
They sat back in the large open back set as the driver drove off. Chantal was looking more nervous as she starred out the window. They drove past their old neighborhood as the limo headed toward the airport. Tom just had to make a remark, "Honey. I think I saw our old house a minute ago."
Chantal swallowed heavy trying to hold back tears, "I know baby. I was trying not to think about it."
Tom thought he better not say another word about the house. After all they could no longer afford to keep it. Tom lost his job first when the small bank he was working at closed its doors. Chantal worked as a waitress after losing her job at the finance company and they were struggling to make ends meet.
It was the waitress job where they got a lead on a new job. One of the regulars down at the little dinner where Chantal worked said he was a scout for a large resort in the Caribbean. His name was Mr. Logan. He took a liking to Chantal almost immediately. He was black and Tom found out he was only working in the area temporary to scout out new help for this resort.
Tom and Chantal setup a meeting with Mr. Logan one evening and he gave his dog and pony show about this resort. He brought out photos and information on the resort. All Tom knew was that it was a private resort for the rich. Unfortunately for Tom, this Mr. Logan already had Chantal convinced that working at this luxury resort would make them rich themselves.
There was a one million dollar signing bonus for each couple who signed on to work at the resort. It would be immediately deposited into a private account where it would earn interest during their two year work stay. Once completed, they would be paid an additional one million dollars upon the release of their contract.
They had only been married for two and a half years. Chantal was only twenty-three. They were practically still enjoying their honeymoon as Tom always said. They had plans to buy a house in the country and have lots of kids.
Chantal was convinced that working at this resort would give them an opportunity to save lots of money. She even told Tom he could start his own plumbing business like he always said he wanted when they returned.
Mr. Logan explained that they would become servants at the resort. Mr. Logan explained to them that there were rules to follow but didn't go into great detail on what the rules were. He did tell them that the men and women lived in separate dorms. Tom didn't like that idea. Mr. Logan did tell them that they would be able to see each other at times.
Tom just wondered how anyone could be intimate with their spouse in dorm conditions. Chantal laughed and giggled at the idea saying they could sneak off into the jungle and have sex. The limo made its way to the tiny private airport where there would be a private jet waiting for them.
A few miles away, Dawn was combing her long blonde hair as her husband Jay finished shaving in the sink next to hers. They got to the motel late last night after saying goodbye to their relatives at their going away party. Jay's mother cried when they dropped them off at the tiny motel last night. Jay promised her they would write whenever they got a chance.
She was upset that she wouldn't see her son or daughter-in-law for two years. They too were recruited by Mr. Logan. Dawn met the man while working for the temporary service. Both Jay and Dawn had lost their jobs months earlier when their company shut its doors leaving everyone without a job.
Dawn was thirty-eight.. She was still gorgeous and owed that to her daily workouts. She was still able to turn a lot of heads when she walked down the street. Dawn has a hourglass figure with very large breasts. She could easily be mistaken for someone in her mid twenties. They had been married since graduating high school and soon had a child. He was off to college in California under a free scholarship thank God!
Jay kept starring at Dawns cleavage. He thought that Dawn was showing a little too much. She explained that Mr. Logan said to wear something stimulating on the trip to the resort. He told her they would pick her for the best of the jobs. Jay didn't really like Mr. Logan all that much. He didn't like the fact that this black man seemed so attracted to his lovely wife.
There wasn't any turning back now. The money had already been deposited. Papers were signed and they would be on their way to their new home for the next two years. Jay put away his things into the shaving kit and watched as Dawn leaned over to hook the little straps on her high heels. She almost lost her balance backing into her husband with her lovely full round ass.
Jay playfully caught hold of her hips keeping her steady until she hooked the first strap. He rubbed his wife's ass.
"We don't have any time for that now Jay. Our ride is going to be here any moment."
"I know sweetie. Wait until I get you alone on that beach where we are going. I'm going to make prints in the sand they'll be talking about for a long time!"
Dawn wiggled her ass back playfully at her husband before straightening back up.
"You're just going to have to wait until that time. Surely we are going to be too busy once we arrive at the resort."
Jay was disappointed. He figured Dawn was right. They would have plenty of time to screw around once they got situated on that Island.
Dawn and Jay's limo pulled right onto the runway where the small private jet was waiting for its cargo.
The loud sound of its engines filled the air as the couple were lead to the portable stairway. Their luggage was put into the hold as they boarded the small jet. Jay walked through the door right behind his wife and noticed the other couple already seated on the plane.
They smiled as Jay and Dawn sat in the seats directly across from them. The plane had been especially customized for a small occupancy. There were only the pilot, co-pilot which were black and a black female hostess. She made sure they were comfortable before they took off. It took almost twenty minutes before the two couples continued to exchange smiles before they finally introduced themselves to one another.
One the plane was high in the air and on its way south, the hostess made them all drinks to help sooth their nerves for the flight that was going to be their new home for the next two years.
The two couples started to get better acquainted explaining their sad stories to one another. Dawn and Chantal exchanged seats with their husbands so they could talk together. There were a lot of jokes about how much the two wives' looked like sisters rather than strangers.
They even started comparing what information they were told by Mr. Logan about the resort. Neither couple was told much different than the other as they found out. About four hours into the flight the hostess served them snacks and drinks only this time she had them take a pill which she said would help them calm their nerves.
About an hour later the hostess smiled at Dawn and Chantal and wiggled her finger at them to follow her to the back galley. Tom and Jay's eyes lit up as the wives seductively walked toward their seats. They had changed clothes! They were giggling as their husband's checked them out.
They were now wearing tight sundresses with tropical floral patterns. The dresses were not only short but were extremely low cut revealing their full gorgeous breasts almost down to their nipples. The women stopped in front of their husband's and modeled their new clothes for them.
Tom and Jay just sat stunned starring at their wives and how revealing their sundresses were. Chantal turned around for her husband and he couldn't help noticing how much of her ass cheeks were showing. The same for Dawn who waited for her husband Jay to make a comment.
"Wow! I haven't seen you wear something this revealing in public in years!"
Neither wife seemed ashamed wearing the skimpy clothes. The hostess smiled and talked in a deep Jamaican accent, "Do you men like seeing your women dressed like this?"
Jay looked over at Tom than smiled back at the hostess, "Well. I'm a little surprised but my wife looks gorgeous."
The hostess seemed pleased as she replied, "I'm very happy for you. Your wives will be required to dress in this fashion once they reach the Island, perhaps a little more revealing at times."
Tom looked at the hostess as the wives sat down and asked. "What about us? Do we have to dress a certain way on the Island?"
The hostess laughed with a smile than replied, "The men wear uniforms on the Island. It depends on which job that they assign you. You're not required to look sexy for the clients."
The couples seemed interested as they spoke back and forth. Dawn said. "Maybe we're going to be cocktail waitresses and they have to dress this way for the customers."
The hostess overheard Dawn and interrupted saying, "Oh no. You ladies won't have to worry about serving drinks to the clients. The men do all the chores at the resort. All you have to do is look gorgeous!"
Dawn and Chantal glanced at one another with a smile. Dawn saying, "I think I like this place already!"
It seemed like a long flight which flew directly to the Island resort. Dawn made a comment about how relaxed she felt. Chantal mentioned the same as the men gazed out the window looking down at the Island as they made their approach. It was a smooth landing. The hostess helped them to the door than they made their way down a portable stairway.
There was a tall slim black man with a nice smile waiting for them at the bottom of the stairs. Next to him was a black woman holding a note pad. The two couples smiled back as they descended the steps.
"Greeting and welcome to Eban." He shook Dawn and Chantal's hands first giving them a warm smile and complimented them as they stepped on the ground.
"You both look very lovely. My name is Robert and this is Mistress Kathy." Dawn and Chantal shook their hands. Jay and Tom were greeted as well but Robert kept starring at the two wives.
"We are going to be taking you to our guest cottage. It's where we take all our new employees for their first night on the resort."
The couples kept looking around the Island as they walked toward a van. Their luggage was being loaded by a couple men as they got into the van. Once in the van Robert began speaking.
"The main building is about a mile to your left. You can see the top of the building over those trees. It's the main hotel and casino's. There are several pools and tennis courts surrounding the complex."
The road turned into dirt and the surrounds started to look very tropical. They came upon a clearing with several fairly large building in two roles.
"Gentleman, these are the male employee barracks. As you may already know, you will be kept separate from the woman employees on the resort. We will be bringing you back here tomorrow once you are processed in the morning."
They noticed a few of the men coming and going in golf carts. "The men drive back and forth to their jobs at the resort in those carts you see."
The van kept going where the road turned back into pavement again. They were approaching a more manicured area again. There were men pruning bushes and cutting the grass in one area.
Robert pointed them out. "These men are working the landscape detail. You fellows maybe assigned to work landscaping at times."
Dawn giggled, "Will Chantal and I have to work landscaping?"
Robert smiled at the wives. "Certainly not my dear, we're going to drive by the living quarters for the females in a moment. Look toward your right and you can see one of the many pools we have around the complex."
They could only see the pool from a distance. There were palm trees and shrubs blocking most of the view. Jay was on the right side and had the best look of the pool.
Jay said, "I think I saw a couple naked women walking around."
Robert replied, "Yes, the females are allowed at our pools if they so wish."
Jay replied, "I think I'll enjoy that!" Robert didn't comment. He pointed ahead. "We're coming upon the compound where our female employees reside."
The van made a turn into a circular paved road where the couple was able to get a peek at the buildings. There were well manicured shrubs blocking most of their view but the van stopped for a moment so the wives could get a look.
Chantal smiled. "Look Dawn. I can see the buildings."
Robert smiled at Chantal. "You ladies will be sharing an apartment together during your stay here on the resort. You will have all the comforts of home plus more at your disposal."
Both Dawn and Chantal smiled in anticipation of seeing their new apartment. The van pulled away and turned down another road. It passed another pool than pulled into a driveway where there was a small cottage nestled away in the woods.
"OK, ladies and gentlemen. This is where you will be staying tonight.."
They all got out of the van. The driver unloaded their luggage as Robert and the Mistress took them into the cottage. It was small but nice. It was about the size of a studio apartment with two king size beds and a seating area. There was a wet bar and a large bath they would all have to share.
Robert was starring at Chantal as she sat on one of the king sized beds. Her short little dress had hiked up revealing much of her creamy white thighs to his view. His mind started to drift knowing that this young attractive wife was going to be very popular once she was released into the system.
He took close attention to Dawn as well being slightly older but very attractive and well taken care of kind of body. Perhaps she'll be able to teach the younger wife a few tricks. His mind was brought back to his job.
"OK, ladies and gentlemen. Make yourself at home and use that phone to order anything you see there on the menu that's sitting on that table over there. Servants will deliver your food promptly."
Dawn smiled at Robert and took his hand. "Thank you very much. I'm sure will are going to like working here at the resort."
Robert smiled back thinking about how popular these wives were going to be as he walked out of the cottage leaving the two couples to themselves.
It was getting late. The sun was just about disappearing behind the trees as the night time coolness started to set in. Tom and Jay were just outside the cottage looking toward the lights just a short distance away from where they were staying. The wives were inside talking and going through their luggage.
"Jay. What do you say we take a walk over that way and checkout that pool?"
Jay looked at Tom knowing they weren't supposed to leave the cottage but figured it wouldn't hurt to just take a peek. He agreed.
"Alright, I'm right behind you."
There were a few dim street lights near the cottage but once they got onto the dirt road it started getting really dark. They just walked and followed the lights to the nearest pool they passed on their way to the cottage that day. They were getting closer as they heard voices in the distance.
They approached a line of tall well trimmed shrubs with a fence on the inner side facing the pool. The area was dimly lit. The lights were on inside the pool and torches flickered in the night air. Tom eased down in between some bushes as Jay followed. They could hear people talking and faint laughter.
The men heard what sounded like someone having sex. It was a loud sound of bare skin slapping together. They looked around until Tom spotted what was causing the sounds they heard. What caught their attention next surprised them beyond belief!
Tom poked Jay's shoulder and pointed toward their right. There was a gorgeous blonde laying on a lounge chair with her legs spread apart as wide as they could get. Her hands held onto her ankles as a black man pounded her pussy. They heard her moaning and chanting to her lover.
She was saying typical things like harder and it feels so deep inside me. Jay's eyes were glued on the interracial couple as the black man labored to cum. They kneeled down behind that fence and just starred at the show until the black man grunted and moaned out loud, "Oh God bitch... Here it comes!"
They could still hear them moan as the black man pumped his seed inside that gorgeous blonde. A few moments later the black guy pulled out and stood up starring down at the blonde. Something was being said as the blonde scooted her body down on the lounge. Her legs still spread apart she lifted her head up and appeared to be speaking to another person.
Tom and Jay saw another man stand up just a few feet away from the lounger. He was a white guy dressed in a bathing suit or something similar from what the men could see. The black man picked up a towel and wiped his face while the other guy approached the lounger.
The blonde was pointing between her legs. Tom and Jay could clearly hear the blonde as she raised her voice at the white guy, "Get down there and eat it!"
Jay and Tom were in shock as they watched the guy kneel down at the foot of the lounger and poked his head down between her thighs. Her leg blocked their view but they could only imagine that he was licking her just used and cum in pussy! The black guy chuckled as he stood nearby watching. The blonde was saying other things to the white guy but Jay and Tom couldn't hear.
That poor guy finally stood up and wiped his chin as the black guy held out his hand to the blonde and helped her off the lounger. She stood up and the black guy wrapped an arm around her waist giving her a passionate kiss while the white guy stood there watching. The black guy laughed as he looked at the white guy than in a loud voice told the white guy. "You can leave now."
The white guy walked away from them heading toward where Jay and Tom were hiding. The blonde was slipping into a bikini and slid her feet into high heels and walked in the other direction with the black guy. The white guy was approached them as Tom whispered out to the man, "Hey! Over here!"
The man looked toward where they were hiding and stopped. He seemed to be having a hard time seeing the men but finally saw them. He just stood there trying not to bring attention to himself.
"What are you guys doing over there?"
Tom replied, "Hey, we were just checking out the pool."
The man replied, "Who are you?"
I'm Tom and this is Jay. We just flew in this morning."
"You are staying at one of the cottages?"
"Yeah, that's right. We're supposed to get processed in tomorrow. Hey! What's up with you and that couple?"
"Uh... That's my Ex... I can't talk right now. They have cameras setup everywhere around this place. Don't let them find you there otherwise..." The man didn't finish his sentence.
Tom asked. "What?"
The guy stood looking scared as he pretended to adjust his shorts. "Listen. You guys better get back to your cottage. I have to go now." With that, he walked away around the pool and disappeared into a building.
Tom looked at Jay. "We better head back to the cottage."
Tom and Jay didn't say anything about their experience at the pool that evening to their wives. That night before he fell asleep, Tom wondered if it were too late to change his mind about working at the resort. They were going to start their process of checking in for their work at the resort in the morning.
by Karen Kay Thank you for reading chapter 1.