Life on Netori Island - Chapter 12

Jo’s collar sang a happy tune and said, “The couple has gained eighty points during multiple inseminations with patricians.  The couple is now ranked three hundred and fifty out of four hundred.  Mardresson couple are no longer at risk of being expelled from the island during the next review.”

Jo was on the edge of losing it.  Eighty points!?  She didn’t remember doing it with Resden more than three times.  How in the hell was Al able to get that many points in one night?  Her stomach sank thinking about it.  Looking around for her Master and lover, Resden was nowhere to be found.

Her new lover had run away from her in the night.  Her vulva was still oozing his seed and her belly still ached from being stretched by his dong.  Her mind went back to the previous night and she thought about how he seemed so charismatic and assertive.  Now that she was abandoned, it filled her with shame and lust.

On the side table was a handwritten note that seemed to have been photocopied multiple times.  There was a blank space in the greeting and “Jo” was written there.

Dear Jo,

Last night was incredible.  I feel like we found a connection on a physical and mental level that will endure.  I hope that our continued relations will result in your pregnancy and ultimately more children in the future.  

I must remind you to remain in your spouse's good graces.  Lie, beg, seduce, do whatever you have to do to keep him with you. The island’s fragile community relies on the labor of the plebeian husbands.  If too many women chose to leave their husbands, our precious experiment would collapse into violence and potential starvation.  Please convince your husband that you still love them, but try to keep sexual contact at a minimum.  Your body is mine now, and you love only me, so only do enough to keep him on the island and working hard.  Trust in the game and we’ll all come out winners.

Your new lover and master,

Resden North

P.S. Please destroy this note by tearing it up and consuming it like the good servant you are.

Jo started to tear up and laid the letter next to her in bed. “You bastard!  You couldn’t even write a new note for me, you had to make a photocopy!?”  She covered her face and cried.  Her self hatred increased as she realized Resden was dehumanizing her and using her.   She couldn’t get away, the potential for having a baby was too great here she kept telling herself.  While she thought that, her pelvis and abdomen fluttered in agreement with her, telling her that the good dicking she was getting was good for the family.  She slipped her finger under her panties, just to get enough mental clarity to start the day.  The tears came down her face as she whispered, “I’m a bad person.”

…

Al experienced the rare and blissful sensation of having his hand on a perky ass first thing in the morning.  Sage was lying on top of him. He turned his head around to see her pretty face looking at him adoringly.  Her thin fingers were gently caressing his scrotum.

“Hello Sage, did you sleep well?” He whispered.

“It was the first good night’s sleep I’ve had in a long while,”  she blushed.  Her hand moved from his testicles to his half erect penis.  “I dreamt of you inside me the whole night.”

He kissed her softly, not wanting the morning to end.  “I cannot believe how a pretty girl like you would ever want to be with an average Joe like me.”

“Your dick’s not average.”  She squeezed. “I looked it up.  You’re bigger than average.  I know much bigger ones will only hurt.  I like this one, it’s just right.”

“I’m not just a cock you know.”

“I’ll prove you're also a good mental fit for me.  I looked up your file.  You were the valedictorian of your high school class, but due to budgetary cutbacks you were never given the financial aid to go to college.  That’s why you’re a cybernetics technician.  Your hobbies include dancing, sailing, and fishing.  Your favorite sport is football.  You…”

“I get it, you know all about me.”  His dick was fully erect and oozing precum all over Sage’s pumping hand. “But how is a patrician girl going to be with a plebeian like me?”

“When I see something I want, I take it.”  Her eyes dilated and she pumped faster.

He let his head fall onto the pillow and looked up.  He groaned and said,“I’m in too deep now aren’t I.  If Jo had only…”

“Don’t say her name Allen, not now.”  She started to rub her crotch on his thigh.  

“And what about your mother? Do you want me to stay away from her?  I’m the one with the choke collar, not you.  I need to know the rules.”

“If I ruled the world, you’d be mine alone.”  Her face was red from blushing. “But we’re on the island and I need allies like my mother.  I don’t like sharing, but I will if it means I get the biggest slice.  Come for me Allan, spray your spunk over my belly button.”

“But I want to cum inside of you.”

A knock came at the door. “Hello!? Sage?  It’s your father.  Have you seen mom?  I can’t find her anywhere.”

Sage leapt out of bed, leaving Al right at the edge of orgasm.  He realized the danger and hopped out of bed looking for his clothing.  When he slipped on his shorts, the boner showing through it was comical.

“Don’t worry Daddy, I think she went out for a run.”

“Can I come in?”

“Certainly not!  I’m just about to hop in the shower.  I’ll talk to you at brunch.”

“Heh, fine Sage.  Talk to you later.”  They heard Resden’s footsteps get further away.

Sage tugged Al by the arm to a window and opened it. “I guess this will have to serve as goodbye.  Isn’t this romantic, don’t you think, Allan?”

“It’s certainly risky,” he whispered back and kissed her goodbye.  He squeezed through the open window.

Sage squeezed his hand before he left and said, “now you be good Allan, don’t go trying to get first place in the rankings now that you managed to score with a patrician."

He kissed her hand and said, “I wouldn’t dream of it.”

…

Al still had a nasty case of blue balls from Sage’s unfinished handjob when he tiptoed into the front of the cabin.  He crept from the front door to the bathroom that was in front of the bedroom door.  When he got to it, Jo was there and looked like she had been crying.

“Nice teamwork Allen.”  She spoke with venom on her tongue. “Though I’m amazed you managed to get fifty points in one night, I never would have thought you had it in you.”

“You had that fat bastard fuck you three times and have the audacity to complain when I do the same thing?  What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“We’re here to start a family Allan!”  She balled her hands into fists. “Not for you to get your rocks off with some rich sluts.  How many of them were there?  Two?  Three?  Did they form a conga line?  Did they slip you a pill to keep you hard?”

Al narrowed his eyes and said, “I never kiss and tell.  But there was no need for pills.”  He got up into her face. “Can you say the same for grandpa Resden?”

Jo’s eyes darted to the side for a moment, and the thought of slight softness of Resden’s member even when erect entered her mind. “He’s fully functional if you must know.  Would you like me to give you a comparison?”

“I bet you loved every moment of it.”

Jo stamped her foot and walked further into the bedroom, she yelled.

“This room is starting to smell, you’re talking too much bullshit Jo.”  He stormed into the bedroom and sat her down.  She yelped from getting pushed onto the bed.  “I want you to look into my face and tell me this is all for us to have a child.  Not you and North, but our children.”

“Of course, our child, you dummy!”, she replied.  The moment of hesitation was small, but Al could sense it nonetheless.

Al raised a pointed finger at her, but something caught his eye. “What’s this paper?”

“Wait!  No you can’t read that! It’s…”  she said as she ran up to him.  Al stepped back and kept her away, and she fell back on the bed.  She punched the bed with her fists in frustration. “It’s not real!”

Al’s eyes fluttered over the paper.  As he read, his aura darkened to black.  He looked at her and read it out to her, “Your body is mine now, and you love only me, so only do enough to keep him on the island and working hard.”

He walked to the bed and stared down at her.  “So this was the plan all along.  Get the men to slave away in the fields and fuck their wives till they give birth.  No child from this island has a plebeian father, right Jo?”

“That can’t be true Al.”  Jo backed up on the bed. “We fuck all the time, every day.”

“You know I can’t trust a single fucking thing you say after reading this right?” He balled the paper up and threw it at her.  “We’re done.”

Jo’s mind snapped at the realization she was about to lose everything.  Her mind went to her wedding, the countless nights of passion between her and Al.  Al was her rock, and that rock was melting under her feet.  Do whatever you have to…

“No Al!  You don’t mean that.  You can’t! Do you want me to do free use duty?  Don’t think I won’t do it.”

“Heh, Resden doesn’t like it when the whole island fucks his new pet.”  He started to walk away.  “I’ll go talk to Eliza and see when I can get the next helicopter out.”

Lie, beg, seduce…

“No!” She scrambled off the bed and clung to his leg. “I’ll let you do whatever you want so long as you don’t leave.  Resden’s not around all the time and you can fuck me however and whenever you like.  I promise I won’t complain about you being with other women.  I’ll,,.I’ll help you!”

“You’ll help me get other women?  The fuck is wrong with you Jo?”

“I’ll do all the housework.  I’ll be your slave whenever he’s not around.  I’ll do any position.  I’ll suck your dick off.  Just…don’t…leave.”

“Jo, did you ever truly love me or were you a whore all this time? How much of the Jo I married was real?”

The girl started to sob. She got up and stumbled to the bed.  Flopping down she buried her face in a pillow and stuck her ass in the air.  With two hands tugging her bottoms fell onto the bed revealing a dripping wet pussy.  Taking her hands she pulled her cheeks apart to reveal her anus puckered and slightly brown.

“I’ve always been a slut Al, I just kept it a secret from you.  Now you can use me like a slut.  Just make sure you come in my pussy once a day.  The Jo you married was never real and the Jo you have before you is owned by Resden.  When you fuck me, you’re stealing me from him.  Every hole of mine that you fuck sore is giving Resden North a giant middle finger.  Now claim your whore.  When I’m alone, I’m yours to use freely.  If you fuck my pussy, you may still get me pregnant instead of Resden, I’m getting closer to my peak fertility.”

Trust in the game and we’ll all come out winners…

Al’s blue balls twisted in his scrotum.  Her arguments were sound in a sick way.  Their marriage was in name only now, and fucking her was the a way he could get back at that bastard.  Leaving her would completely destroy her, and Al couldn’t find it in himself to do that.

Al approached her and asked, “Jo, do you really want this?”

“I want it very much Al. Don’t just throw me away.  You and I could still have something.”

He pulled down his shorts and saw his prick sliding between her creamy brown thighs.  He dragged his member over her plump cheeks.  The tip drooled precum over her curves and she mewled, waving her ass trying to get him to take her.

After waving his pink wand over her ass, he quietly placed both of his hands on her buttocks and gave them some kneading.  Jo looked behind her to see that Al was looking at her butt with a vacant stare.

“Honey,”  she asked. “What are you thinking about?”

“Nothing dear,” he replied calmly. He took the tip of his dick and rubbed it against her cunny just enough to lubricate it and then he pushed it inside at a slow and steady pace.  He looked down at it as it descended the depths of his cheating wife.  

Al detached himself emotionally from the situation. Inch by inch he pushed and dwelt on the sensations of his body.  This is what a pussy feels like when the wife is unfaithful.  That other man’s sperm was likely inside of her at this moment.  Al envisioned a race between his sperm and Resden’s racing towards Jo’s egg that might have already been released.

“Al baby.  You feel so different this time.” His defunct wife said with a hitched breath. “It’s like you’re a different person.”

He bottomed out and felt pressure at the tip of his penis, likely her cervix.  Al rotated and angled his pelvis to get a feeling of the dimensions of her birth canal.  If Resden was much bigger than he was, it was likely that she would not feel the same in a few weeks time as her body would be permanently changed by the new lovers stretching her.  If he kept fucking her and she became loose, would it still feel good?  Would he even be able to get off?

“Al, I’m gonna cum,” she whined.  The young man could feel the constriction of her walls against his.  Could he even trust her orgasms anymore?  Was she faking it to get him horny?  

He didn’t care anymore and said, “I don’t give a fuck if you cum or not Jo.  I know that sounds harsh, but I just don’t care.  I’m going to fuck you until I feel good and then I’m going to sleep.”

“Ahhh!”  The gripping became a spasming and her feet picked up in that way she always did when she said she was coming.

“I’m never eating your pussy again Jo.  I’ll only have sex with you to get you pregnant or to feel good. 

“Thank you Al,  thank you for staying.”

He continued until his pace unconsciously quickened and the nerves in his nuts made that special tingle and he didn’t even try to hold himself back.  Focusing on his own pleasure he released and pressed in deep and felt his cock twitch in her fluttering warm flesh.

Both their collars made a happy tune and informed them of the single point they earned together as man and wife.

“A single goddamn point Jo,  that’s what you’re cheating cunt is worth.”  He swatted her ass, making the soft flesh jiggle.  Her gasp indicated lust and a slight shock.

Rather than cuddle, he pulled out quickly and saw a white gush of cum trickle out of her and glop onto the comforter.  At a time like this Jo would have been annoyed at the cleanup they would have to do, but right now she seemed to be a quivering mess.  He walked around the bed and looked at her from all sides.

“Jo, look at yourself.  You’re pathetic.  Is this how you wanted to be fucked for all those years and you didn’t even tell me?  Why didn’t you say you were a closet masochist?”

“You would have thought…I was a freak.”

“Well now I know for sure you are.  You don’t like affection in bed, you want to be used.  Admit it.”

“Yes.  And I like being degraded.  The dirtier the better.”

“What about getting pregnant?”

“The biggest turn on of all!”  She shuddered.

“The thought of being impregnated by someone who doesn’t love you?”

“Aaaaghh!”  She started to rub herself.

“So many lies Jo.”  Al shook his head.  “I was such a fool.”

“No wait Al, don’t say that.  I still loved you.  Love you I mean.”

“Too late Jo, you can’t hurt me anymore.  My heart’s closed to you now.”

“Mmmph….”  She rubbed harder.

Al looked around and saw the full height mirror hung on the door of the bedroom.  He grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to the door.  

He shook her just a little and said, “look and see what you are.”

Jo turned her face away.

“I’ll make you see.”  He guided her to kneel on the floor in front of the mirror and got behind her.  HIs dick swelled with each heartbeat as he became erect again.

“Put your face to the floor and spread your cheeks Jo.”

Jo moaned fearfully. “What are you going to do?”

“I’m playing the game Jo.  Are you ready?  Do you want it?”

“MMmmmmph.  You’re being so rough with me.  I like it!  Give it to me.”

He pushed her down until her breasts were pushing into the carpeted floor.  The feeling was rough against her breasts and her sensitive nipples became erect. She tentatively reached back and spread her ass again.

Al’s glans was still well lubricated when he pushed his impressive prick in her rectum.  The bedroom started to smell of sweat and sex.  They would have to open the windows to get the stink out.   As he pushed, Jo relaxed and let him inside her without much resistance.

“You were all used up and you never told me.  I thought you were so pure when I fell in love with you.”

“MMMmmmph. Honey, don’t say it like that.  You may think I’m lying but…”

He grabbed her wrists  and pulled back, forcing every inch of his manhood deep inside her colon.  Her torso lifted up  and now Jo could easily see herself in the mirror.

“Get a good look at the real you.” He said as he fucked her hard in the ass. “Look at yourself in the mirror.”

Jo did as she was told and looked at herself.  The woman saw her flesh vibrate with every thrust of Al’s penis inside of her.  She could see her tits sway and her nipples rub on the carpet, sending shocks through her body.  She saw her beet red face and half opened eyes that were the picture of sexual ecstasy.  The shame that she felt was overshadowed by the raw lust of the experience.  She then saw the man fucking her.  The expression on Al’s face might have been the same if he was taking out the trash, completely indifferent.  The only way it looked like he was having sex was the perspiration on his body.  Jo saw the toned muscles and felt the vice-like grip of his hands on her wrists tugging her on every thrust.

“Aw fuck, Al. What happened to the man I loved?  Ahhhghh!”

“To you, he’s dead. You killed him. This is the consequence of going headlong into this whole fucked up situation.  Only other people will see that side of me again.”

Jo wailed in a maelstrom of loss and pleasure.  She started to have an orgasm and her anus clamped down tight  on Al’s engorged cock.  When he pulled out for each thrust, he could barely move from her anal contractions.  The tightness and sound was overwhelming and Al fucked her hard so he could nut.

Al focused on the feeling of his orgasm into her colon.  Each pulse disappeared into the void inside her, like she was an empty black hole.  He felt the pleasure of orgasm, but he also felt how hollow he was himself.  The man acknowledged the new reality of the relationship he now had with Jo and pulled out.  Guiding her a little to the side, she flopped over and twitched every now and then.

He got to his feet and walked into the bathroom and turned the shower on while his wife writhed slowly on the bedroom floor, spooge oozing from her ass crack, and muttering the words “so good” over and over.