Island Paradise – Part 1: Chapter 08

By Joshua Ryan

Chapter 8: Nothing Is Perfect

At the hotel, a nice lunch in the King George Grill, a long nap, another good meal in the Oak Room, and many occasions to consider, while sloshing the liquids in my glass, what it might be like to live here.  And there were a couple of entertaining events.

Cedric, my busboy at dinner, was a slappie I didn’t remember seeing before.  His distinctive attire told me why.  Instead of the standard brown slappie cap, he wore a white, fez-like piece of headgear imprinted with SERVANT IN TRAINING in large black letters.  It was like one of those dunce caps you see in cartoons.  Which was appropriate.  The guy fumbled and bumbled and finally, rushing to clear my table for the dessert course, fell over his boots in a crash of plates and glasses.  Everyone looked up, shocked at the breach of discipline.  A waiter strode out of the kitchen, followed by two large slappies.  The slappies picked up the dishes; the waiter grabbed Servant in Training by the ear and pulled him out of the room.  The guests smiled appreciatively: the King George knew how to handle these things.  The slappie would get the lesson it needed.  After all, it was 40 years old!  Obviously, old enough to know better.

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Island Paradise – Part 1: Chapter 07

By Joshua Ryan

Chapter 7: Investing Is Easier Than You Think

The tea and scones were served on a table in the Major’s office, by a young white slappie who did his work deftly and silently.  I always hate it when waiters insist on talking with you.  Once they know what you want, they should bring it and go away.  But this slappie had been well trained.

The Major took some time to discuss the possibility of what he called “a business connection”—the investment idea again—and presented me with a colorful brochure entitled “The Profits of Penology.”  I complimented its appearance and said that I would welcome the opportunity to obtain more information.  He complemented my discernment and we exchanged cards.

That part was a bore, but on the whole it was a pleasant conversation.  The curtains were drawn back, revealing the pretty vines, hung with blossoms, that trailed around the bars outside the window.  Rays of sunlight warmed the room, awakening the incandescent blue of the Major’s uniform, turning the slappie’s necklace into a flash of silver and his short blond hair into a cap of gold.  It was good to see slappies in short sleeves again.  This one had the slightest, most delicate covering of hair on his arms . . . .   If this was life on St. Bevons, maybe it was worth an investment.

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Jail sex with Killian Knox, Rikk York and Jake Morgan

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At Raw Dads, inmate Jake Morgan will do anything to get the reprieve he needs and you can bet that warden Killian Knox is happy to help him out in exchange for his hot mouth and hairy hole on his hard cock. He’s not the only needing release, when guard Rikk York stops by his own long and stiff baton is soon joining the fun and Jake finds himself having to serve double time on their dripping tools! With the three back at his cell, he takes each in his raw hole and even submits to a cramming DP fucking from the two before their loads are spewing over his hole and being fucked deep inside.

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The Tank – Part 02

By Rubrig

Nick slowly woke up and tried to stretch, but he soon realised he was still chained down to the bunk at the Dive Centre.  He really wanted to stretch, but the chains held him tightly in place on the bunk.  He looked around, and then the door opened. The Boss walked in.  He was wearing a pair of dark blue coveralls with the logo of the Dive Company on the left breast and heavy steel-toed work boots.  The boots thudded on the wooden floor as he walked over to the bunk.  Nick looked up and asked if he could get released so he could go to the bathroom.  The Boss nodded and leaned down and pulled the light blanket off Nick and unlocked the leather cuffs holding Nick to the bunk.

After Nick got cleaned up, they left the Dive Centre and headed to a nearby diner for breakfast.  The Boss told him to eat a big meal as he would not have the ability to eat again till evening.  Nick assumed that meant he would be going back into the dive tank and left there.  He nodded and looked over at the Boss and felt his cock arouse.  The short grey crew cut, the muscles, and the general build really got to him.

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