CHAPTER 91

As soon as Sandy's phone call to Olivia ended, Lisa suggested to her, "Why don't you come in back for the rest of the ride? It'll be easier for me to explain things if everyone is together. Besides, there's a fleshy Popsicle back here you might enjoy slurping and sucking on."

Sandy's face lit up like Lisa had just told her the greatest news ever. "I'm so there!" She giggled. Then she playfully added, "Strictly so it'll be easier for you to explain things to everyone, of course."

Lisa snickered, knowing that Sandy was joking around. "Of course."

Leia pulled the SUV to the side of the road at the next opportunity.

Sandy got out, rushed into the back area, and sat down. Lisa had thoughtfully moved away from Darrin, allowing Sandy to slide right next to him, with Jane still on his other side. Sandy was grateful that she was wearing a dress due to having to briefly get outside the SUV, even though they were in the middle of nowhere and it was already getting fairly dark.

Leia deliberately left the barrier between the front and back areas rolled all the way down so she could keep an eye on all the interesting things happening in back.

While Sandy was repositioning, she asked Leia, "Where are we, anyway? That doesn't look like Hawaii to me." When she was outside, she got a good look at the surrounding area. Clearly, they had left Honolulu behind. It was dry, fairly flat, and sparsely vegetated.

Leia was glad to be included. She explained, "Hawaii has some surprisingly dry areas, because the wind and rain always come from the same direction, so if you're in a spot that's blocked by the mountains, you don't get much water. But where we're going is just on the other side of a ridge, and it's nice and green."

Darrin asked, "Where are we, anyway? We're heading east from Honolulu, right?"

"Right," Leia answered.

Lisa then said, "Now, I have a lot of explaining to do. But first, it looks like your mom has a question for you."

Sandy was on the edge of her seat with anticipation. She looked at Jane's hand slowly pumping up and down Darrin's shaft, and hungrily licked her lips. "Son, would it be okay if I... well... if I help Janey out a little bit? Maybe with my mouth?!"

Surprising everyone in the back, he frowned as he considered that. He sighed. "Oh boy. This is not going to go over well, but I'd rather you didn't. And furthermore, Sis, it's probably best if you stop with the stroking altogether."

Both mother and daughter were distraught to hear that.

Jane looked hurt. "Why?! Am I doing something wrong?!"

"Oh, no! Not at all! You're doing great! The problem is... this sounds weird, but my dick is feeling kind of funny. It's been feeling sore off and on, more and more as the day has gone on, but now... What's the word? Chafing. Yeah, I know that's some kind of cliché, but there's a lot of chafing. I'm thinking it might be better if it gets a little rest for a while. I'm sorry." He looked back and forth to Sandy and Jane with a very apologetic face.

Before either of them could think of how to respond, Lisa said, "Darrin, thank you very much for saying that. It's good to speak up, so we can nip that sort of thing in the bud. I'm not at all surprised. Your cock has been through a hell of a lot of stimulation today, with more to come. Luckily, we have just the thing to cure that, or at least help it a lot. Excuse me."

She pulled her cell phone from out of her dress and dialed a number. The others watched and waited while she made her phone call. She spoke into the phone, "Cindy? Hey. It's like I warned you was likely to happen. We're going to need a liquid gel treatment for Darrin. Can you make the mold?"

There was a pause as Cindy responded without being heard by the others.

Then Lisa said, "Oh, I'd say twenty minutes at the earliest. Bring it to their room. That should be fine. Thanks." She ended the call.

Darrin raised a curious eyebrow. "'Liquid gel treatment?' What's that all about?"

Lisa responded, "It's hard to explain. It's better to just put into words when the time comes. The bottom line is, the treatment takes a while, but it'll make your cock feel much better, Then you'll be able to enjoy lots of cocksucking for the rest of the evening. Sandy and Jane, just hang in there until after his treatment is over, okay?"

Sandy nodded with sad resignation, but asked, "Can I at least take my dress off? Having to wear clothes around my big man is really bugging me." Needless to say, she'd made a drastic change on her feelings about nudity since waking up that morning.

Lisa said, "I definitely appreciate the sentiment, but it's better if you stay like you are. And Jane, please pull your dress back up."

"Awww!" Jane whined. But she began pulling her dress back up. "You've suddenly turned into Lady Buzzkill."

Lisa grinned at that. "I have, sorry. But we're going to be there soon, and once we get there... Wait. Let me explain things in order. First, Darrin, to answer your question to Leia in a bit more detail, yes, we've been heading east out of Honolulu. We're on the road to Waimanalo and Kailua, if that means anything to you."

There were blank stares from all three of the Douglases, because that meant nothing to them.

By this time, Jane was fully dressed again.

Lisa said, "Never mind. The main thing is, we're headed to SI headquarters. When I say that, what kind of place do you picture?"

Jane responded, "I picture some kind of office building, except extra fancy. But I have a feeling that's way off base."

Darrin made his guess. "Since we're out of the city, I'm picturing some kind of sprawling, private country estate."

Lisa said, "That's getting warmer, but it's still not there. This may sound corny, but think big. Imagine the hidden lair of a billionaire supervillain in a James Bond movie."

Darrin chuckled. "Seriously?"

"Kind of. We're the opposite of supervillains, of course. But we're similar in that we want total luxury and total privacy. The latter is especially important, due to our rather unorthodox sexual lifestyle. You see, our headquarters is much more than just our Hawaiian offices, including the fact that a lot of people live there. The challenge was to make a place that was within commuting distance of Honolulu, since there's a lot of business to deal with there, plus most everyone else associated with us lives there, yet also have a gorgeous location right on the beach, and have absolute and complete privacy."

She went on, "To get all three is nearly impossible. A private beach is theoretically impossible, since all beaches are required to have public access, by law. But we managed by making it a death-defying feat to get there. You'll have to see the beach to understand what I mean."

She continued, "The privacy issue was an even greater challenge than that. Oahu has nearly a million people on it, and it's not a very big island. Tourists and adventurers love to crawl over every inch of it, especially if there's a beach involved. Ever since the rise of the Internet, privacy has gotten much, much harder. Just one random person could post some photos on a webpage and your secret hideout is exposed for good. We used to have another headquarters location, but we had to abandon it due to increasing privacy issues."

She went on, "Luckily, SI is a spare-no-expenses kind of organization when it comes to anything Napali-related, so we've gone to great lengths in building our new headquarters, which was finished about five years ago. We're getting near the easternmost tip of the island. There's a little mountain range stretching across the northern part of Oahu that dwindles down to the tip. As it gets close, it ends up as a long cliff about four hundred feet high, right along the coast, with the ocean to the north. The problem is, the Oahu coastline is developed everywhere, including in that general area. There's a lighthouse with a good view of the cliffs on one side, and a big marine park and public beach on the other side of the cliffs. We don't want anyone to be able to see our headquarters and know it exists, not even from a long distance."

She smiled. "But don't worry, because there's one natural little valley that is just out of visual range from either the lighthouse or the beach. The headquarters are right there, built into the cliff. It's five stories high, but you'd never see it, even if you're kayaking off the coast right in front of it, because we've gone to extreme lengths to keep it hidden. It's almost entirely built INSIDE the cliff wall, with only the windows as a visual clue that it's there. And even those are covered with a special anti-glare colored filter that makes them look like more of the cliff wall unless you look very closely. Plus, the windows are in odd, natural shapes, instead of rectangular, and we cover the windows with a camouflage tarp when the rooms behind them aren't in use. So far, there hasn't been even the slightest hint that our headquarters is there, in the newspapers or on the Internet."

Darrin was very impressed. "Cool! That does sound kind of like a supervillain's secret lair. Except we're the good guys."

Lisa smiled brightly. "Exactly. I'll explain more about it as we get closer."

He asked, "But how is a private beach possible, if you're halfway up a steep cliff?"

"The beach is in a little cove, right at the bottom of our little valley. We pretty much made it out of nothing, and it's rather tiny. There's an interesting story on how it came to be and how we can keep it totally private. But remind me to tell you that later. With time running out, let me explain who is going to be there and what the plan is."

The Douglases nodded slightly in understanding.

"Keep in mind that the new families passing through here, such as yours, on the way to Napali is THE big yearly event for SI and the Sliding Lips Society. It's the perfect excuse for everyone associated with Napali who doesn't actually live there to come together for a big celebration. Plus, that's the time we hold our yearly conference and planning meetings. It's actually a multi-day thing, and your arrival tonight is the high point. Sandy, I think I told you that you're pretty much considered visiting royalty, but during your journey to Napali only, because everyone knows what a life-changing event that is for everyone who completes it. That's true for all three of you, plus the Sanchez and Brown families just as much."

Jane looked to Darrin with shining eyes. She pinched his upper arm. "What do you think of that, King Darrin?"

"It sounds pretty good to me, Queen Jane!"

The two of them shared a brief French kiss.

Lisa smiled approvingly at their closeness. "The big news is that there's a big party going on at the headquarters right now. It's in the honor of all three families, but also it's just an occasion for all the SI people who haven't seen each other for a while to meet up. For the days around your arrival here, people come from all over. Even the SI offices in California and Majuro practically empty out. So there's going to be a lot of people there. Start with the two dozen free women you saw back at Wanda's store, then add a lot more. I expect well over 70 people to be at the party, once everyone who was at the store gets there."

"WHOA!" Both Sandy and Jane said at once. That news put them on edge. Given everything that had happened to them over the course of the day, they immediately got worried that they'd wind up partially or completely naked in front of many strangers. There was no telling what might happen.

Darrin was far less concerned, since everything was working out great from his point of view.

Lisa looked at Darrin, and said, "But don't get your hopes up that that'll mean more beautiful women you can play with. Virtually all of those were brought together at Wanda's store already. That's about two dozen free women, who will all be at the party."

Jane teased him, "As if you need any more!"

He joked back, "I think about two dozen should hold me until tomorrow."

Lisa grinned at that, then continued her explanation. "Add to that another dozen men. Then there's another dozen or so personal sluts, meaning they're exclusively committed to one man. There are a lot less of those proportionally compared to Napali, but there still are some. Then there's another dozen or so senior citizen types. They pretty much stick to their own group, and almost all of them are paired off, but they'll be at the party too. Then add the three families, and minders, and drivers like Leia, and others like our two co-pilots here, and you end up with more than 70, for sure."

Jane asked, "So, is that everyone associated with Napali who live off the island?"

"Not by a longshot. There are people scattered all over the globe. Think of this like an alumni reunion. Some people chose to go, but some don't."

Sandy commented, "Wow, that's even more people. I didn't know so many people work for SI."

Lisa corrected her, "Actually, that's not quite right. SI has a small full-time staff. But almost without exception, and in fact I can't think of any exception off the top of my head, once you're connected to the Napali project, you'll always be a part of it."

Astrid chimed in to say, "I can think of one exception."

Lisa winced. "Oh yeah."

Darrin asked, "What?"

"A few years back, before I became a minder, there was one mother who completely gave up on Napali, right here in Hawaii. She flew back with her kids the next day and completely washed her hands of the whole thing. She's been like that ever since, apparently. We've had other cases where a family flew back to the mainland, but then after a while changed their mind. Once you've tasted the forbidden fruit of sucking son-cock or brother-cock, it's extremely tough to give it up. But she did. it's the only case of the complete failure of an entire family in the last couple of decades that I'm aware of."

Jane asked, "So... what happened? Why did she do that?"

Lisa grimaced sourly. "I'd rather not talk about it, especially since we'll be getting to the headquarters soon. Can we get back on track? Maybe ask me or someone else tomorrow, if you're really interested."

Jane nodded.

Lisa resolutely pushed on. "So, on a happier note, the vast majority of people you'll see at the party tonight aren't SI employees, but they're eager to help in any way they can. People will even move into careers if they know SI has a special need. For instance, helicopter pilot, pastry chef, or real estate lawyer. People with jobs like that might be called on only very rarely, but it's extremely important that EVERYONE who is involved in any way is in the secret circle. For instance, we would never allow an outsider come to SI headquarters for any reason."

She looked right at Darrin again. "That creates a problem for you. At Wanda's store, you could simply grope and kiss any hottie you wanted. I wish you would have taken more advantage of that and mingled, but oh well. However, at tonight's party, if you do that, that would cause all kinds of problems due to the committed personal sluts."

She brightened up, knowing what was coming next. "But, as always, SI is one step ahead. We have a system for tonight where any woman who has dedicated herself to serving and servicing just one guy wears a cloth collar around her neck, to show they're off limits for everyone else. For some, they might even wear two collars, one being the one they normally wear, and the second the one made for the party."

Lisa had chosen where she was sitting for a reason. She was right next to a hidden compartment built into the side of the car. She pushed a button, which caused the compartment to open up. She pulled out three white ribbons. "Here we are."

She handed one to Sandy, and another to Jane, and kept one for herself. "Put these around your neck, and keep them on. That'll tell everyone at the party that you're essentially Darrin's personal property, so look, but don't touch."

Lisa brought the ribbon to her neck, but paused. "Darrin, I hope it's not presumptive of me if I wear your collar too? I meant it when I said I'm pledging myself to be one of your personal sluts for as long as you'll have me. Are you taking that as seriously as I am? That means I'm yours, body and soul! No other man is allowed to touch me. I'll still be your minder no matter what, but serving your cock and keeping you happy will be my supreme goal at all times. If you disagree, break it to me now and I won't put this collar on."

He was fairly flabbergasted at that.

He thought, Objectively speaking, I have to admit that Lisa is just as hot as Mom is, except with slightly smaller boobs. It's incredible that there even are two women I've ever met who look that great. AND she's totally nice and sweet. And then she's serious about being my personal slut for the next two or three weeks on top of that? No way! And don't even get me started about the red-heeled sucker thing. Are you kidding me?! I can't even really fathom any of this is happening!

After thinking that over, he replied, "Um, er, well... That sounds great to me, for sure! And if that's what you want too, then sure, please go ahead!"

Lisa smiled widely. "Thank you." She wrapped the collar around her neck. Even though it was just a strip of white cloth, it had a lock on either end, and she locked it into place. When the lock clicked, she felt a sudden surge of arousal and excitement that threatened to totally overwhelm her.

She fought hard not to show it, but she was so overcome by a submissive satisfaction and desire for her new master that she grew dizzy and woozy to the point that she felt disoriented. She had to close her eyes to try to steady herself, because she felt like the "room" was spinning.

She thought, Master! Master Darrin! Oh God, I've just been collared by my master! True, it's not a formal ceremony. He isn't putting the collar on me himself while I suck his cock in front of a large crowd, like the way it should be. It's not even a real collar. But still, I'll take it! I know it's only going to cause me more heartbreak in a few weeks, but I need this! I crave to be owned so desperately badly, if only for a while!

As it so happened, the others were too preoccupied with the two other collars to pay any attention to Lisa. If they would have, it would have been nearly impossible for them to miss her extremely emotional reaction, despite her best efforts to hide it.

Pamela and Astrid were silent but watching everything. They certainly noticed Lisa's inordinately passionate reaction to putting the collar on herself, and they wondered about it. Both of them made a mental note to ask her about it later. They were well aware of the danger of someone in Lisa's position becoming too emotionally attached to a boy like Darrin, and they were concerned for her.

Sandy pretended to have trouble with her collar, even though it was as easy to put on as buttoning a button. She looked to her son with pleading, puppy dog eyes. "My big man, could you please do the honors for me?"

"Sure." He took the collar from her and snapped it in place around her neck in a matter of seconds. He didn't put much thought into that gesture.

However, for Sandy, what he just did was a very big deal. She still had no clue about the symbolic importance collars had for sex slaves on Napali. But she still had a general sense that the collar symbolized that she belonged to Darrin exclusively and no other man could touch her. That made his simple act of putting the collar on an extremely erotic and memorable event for her, though not as much as Lisa's collar meant for Lisa.

Once the collar was on Sandy, she leaned in and shared a long, loving kiss with her son.

While they necked, she thought, Aaaah! This is so divine! I love my new life. I love my new collar. I love feeling his lips on mine, and his tongue in my mouth! And of course his hands went straight to my tits and he's giving them a good feel. So divine, even if it's through my damn clothes. Mmmm!

I wish I could wear it all the time, so I could tell the whole world that I'm my son's exclusive big-titted cocksucking slut! There's a part of my brain that nags me and says I should feel all of this is wrong, dreadfully wrong, but it feels way too good for me to really worry! Screw that! This is what I want! This is what I need!

Jane had been about to put her collar on herself after carefully looking it over. But as soon as she heard what Sandy said, she knew she wanted the same thing. She waited until her mother and brother finished kissing. Then she tapped him on the back of his neck, so he'd turn around.

Once she had his full attention, she just giggled with a big, toothy smile. "My turn!" She held the collar out expectantly, and thrust her chest out as dramatically as she could.

Darrin smiled just as widely as he took the collar from her and locked it in place around her neck. Then he aggressively leaned in and began sensuously French kissing and fondling her too.

Jane was just as overjoyed as Sandy was by him putting the collar on her, and for the same reasons. While they made out, she thought, This is so cool! In retrospect, it's super weird to me that I tried dating all those guys, when I had the perfect guy right under my nose the whole time. Mmmm, what a kisser! And I love the way he's twisting my nipples. Aaaah!

Yeah, okay, he's undersized and three years younger and all that. And practically the only muscle he has is his "love muscle." But so what? I could never love anyone more than I love him now. The more I suck his cock, the more it comes back to me just what a great guy he's been all along. Why did I lose sight of that?! UGH! Stupid me!

She ran her fingers over the cloth collar around her neck. I love this! I hope I can keep it and wear it tomorrow and beyond. It makes me feel really good. Like I belong to him!

By contrast, Darrin didn't have any special reaction to the collars. He thought they were fun, and he especially liked what Lisa said before she put hers on. But he was just going with the flow and not thinking too much. It had been an extremely eventful day, and this was a mental down time for him, relatively speaking. He kissed and explored Jane's upper body without putting any conscious thought into it, just doing whatever came naturally.

If Lisa had been able to read Sandy's and Jane's thoughts, she would have been over the moon at this latest sign of their positive attitude. But she was too out of it with her own reaction to even pay close attention to their faces.

Lisa tried to recover quickly, and she opened her eyes to see what was going on. At that point, Darrin and Sandy were still making out, while Jane was staring intently into the back of Darrin's head, eagerly waiting for her turn. Seeing the others were preoccupied, she furtively brought a hand to her crotch and diddled her clit through her dress.

Her entire body immediately exploded in orgasm. Wave after wave of intense pleasure washed through her. However, as a former sex slave, she was well trained in being able to hide her orgasms if need be. So, although she couldn't resist squirming around in her seat some, as well as clenching her teeth and shutting her eyes tightly, she hardly made a peep other than breathing heavily.

However, Pamela and Astrid still had nothing better to do other than silently watch what the others in back were doing, so both of them definitely noticed Lisa's climax. This increased their concern, because it obviously was triggered by Lisa's powerful feelings of putting the collar on. But this wasn't the time to talk about it, not even in whispers with each other, so they stayed silent.

Luckily for Lisa, Darrin and Sandy necked for more than a minute, then he and Jane necked for just as long. By the time the three of them finished kissing and looked back Lisa's way, her orgasm was over and she had her eyes open again.

Once Darrin was done making out with Jane, Sandy spoke while she adoringly ran her fingers over her collar. "Thanks so much for this. What a great idea! May I keep mine?"

"Of course." Lisa had been pinching one of her nipples through her dress, but she quickly pulled that hand away. "Both of you, feel free to wear them as much as you want. In fact, it's a good idea to wear them the rest of the way to Napali, because everyone in SI knows what they mean. That's what I'm going to do." She brought a hand back up to her neck and lovingly stroked her own collar.

Jane ran her fingers back and forth on her collar in the exact same way. "Cool. I'm definitely going to keep mine on the whole time. It really brings home the fact that I belong to my brother in a concrete way. You know?"

Even though that was directed to Lisa, Sandy replied, "I know. Just touching it kind of makes me all tingly." She looked Darrin in his eyes. "I can hardly wait to suck you off again, wearing nothing but this collar and my high heels!"

The passion and intensity of her narrow gaze just about knocked him over.

Jane's face lit up. "Oooh! Me too! Great idea, Mom! Let's do that right now!" She giggled, knowing that was impractical.

Lisa chuckled. But her mind was whirling. She realized she'd missed a big symbolic opportunity by putting her collar on herself, and she was kicking herself for it. She made a rash decision. Fuck it! You only live once. If I miss this, I'm going to kick myself forever!

She reached up to her collar and deliberately unlocked it, but left it in place around her neck. Then she smiled sweetly at Darrin, batting her eyelashes like a damsel in distress. "Darrin, I get so clumsy. I don't think I locked my collar in right. Can you fix it for me?" She scooted closer to him.

Darrin hadn't been paying close attention to how Lisa put her collar on, and he didn't suspect any subterfuge. Besides, he guessed this was a good opportunity to kiss Lisa some too, and she had the kissing skills of a Napali sex slave, which meant she was killer at it. He just shrugged and said, "Sure." Then he reached out and clicked the lock closed.

"Thanks!" She scooted closer to him and leaned way over for a kiss.

He leaned forward too, because they had to go in front and around Sandy for their faces to meet.

As Lisa and Darrin both hoped and expected, they shared a long, sizzling, and very satisfying kiss. But with Sandy in the way, he didn't want her to feel left out, so he fondled his mother's massive I-cups through her dress while he continued to make out with Lisa. He soon switched to playing with all four of the massive knockers, especially because Sandy's and Lisa's racks partially pressed together at an angle.

Sandy thought, This is so sexy! I know I should be pissed that he's making out with another busty beauty while he plays with my breasts. But I almost prefer it this way. It's so naughty! Especially knowing the others are watching. And we're driving down the road! So wild! I only wish I could be completely naked, or at least topless.

While the searing hot kissing went on and on, Lisa thought, Aaaah! That hits the spot! Nothing ventured, nothing gained! He really does have magic lips. "Master Darrin!" I love the sound of that. This still doesn't make it official, not by a longshot, but I feel it in my heart.

She felt a pang in her heart as she thought about how limited her time serving him had to be. If only! If only! It's so sad. But I'm going to enjoy every minute with him while I can.

Unlike Darrin, all the women in the backseat could tell it was obvious that Lisa deliberately undid the lock to her collar just so he could fix it. They didn't mind though, except that it raised another red flag for Pamela and Astrid.

When the kissing between Darrin and Lisa finally ended, Lisa slid back down the bench seat to where she'd been before. She briefly glanced out the window to see where they were and thus how much time they had left before they got there. Even in the dark, she knew the route well from having gone to the headquarters many times.