1. WITCH


    Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    anything she had said. I could not go back to my old life and I was not about to lose all of the goodwill I had built up with Lady L. over an argument I could not win. With tears flowing freely, I signed. One week later, at the 'urging' of Lady L., I reluctantly said my farewells to Laura, Marc and Darius as they left on the nicest boat still at the dock. &#034Goodbye, Mistress Laura, I love you and thank you for everything you have done for me.&#034 I had to say this even though I knew that this could be my final admission that I would never leave this island. As the boat slowly pulled away from the dock the image of Laura's face, as happy as I had ever seen her, was burned in my mind. It had hit me like a ton of bricks as I knew deep down that there was no way I could ever go back to living anywhere but here with anyone but those that already lived here or came to the island. I loved Laura and hated her at the same time for leaving me. <<<<<<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>> Several days later, while Lisa (Edward) and I were cleaning one of the hotel rooms, the subject of Andrea had come up. &#034What do you think ever happened to her?&#034 &#034I don't know but I hate to think about it.&#034 Just then Lady L. and Cathy entered the room. Lady L. spoke, &#034Oh hello gurls. I just wanted you to know that Cathy was back. She's fully recovered from that beating she took when Andrea tried to escape. I overheard you and funny that you should be asking about Andrea. Do you want to see her? I think ...
    she might enjoy it actually.&#034 Lisa and I looked at each other, speechless. &#034Well I'll arrange something for all you gurls. That will satisfy your curiosity. In the mean time, how about a welcome back for Cathy?&#034 asked Lady L. Both Lisa and I gave her an enthusiastic welcome at the same time. She was indeed welcome as she was not only the most friendly of Lady L.'s assistants but she was also the most beautiful. The following Sunday, when all of the work and class schedules of the sissies allowed it, we gathered together at the dock. (I say Sunday because that's what day I thought it was. Actually, each day, each week and each month blended into the next so I really didn't know when it was.) The sissies were tied to each other with soft but sturdy pink handcuffs and helped onto the largest of the boats by three of Lady L.'s male assistants.. By this time thoughts of escape were gone but Lady L. was never again going to risk it. As this was one of the slowest boats it took us quite a while to reach the smaller island where we had indeed guessed Andrea had been taken. All of us sissies were sharing a nervous curiosity as we were helped from the boat by the three male assistants. &#034Follow me gurls.&#034 Lady L. said as she walked from the beach to a narrow trail in the underbrush. About 100 meters in, we came to a clearing with a small hut in the center. Lady L. went into the hut and soon emerged at the doorway to announce &#034Gurls, the Queen of the island!&#034 ...
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