CHAPTER 97

Darrin couldn't see Scarlet's face anymore, but he still was keen to talk to her. He went back to speaking to her in a voice loud enough for Lisa and Leia to hear as well. "Please tell me more about yourself. All I know is that you work for the US military in some capacity, but your top loyalty is to SI. You couldn't live permanently on Napali as part of a family, because you were an only child, although you could have lived there as a free woman. But for some reason you chose this role instead. At least it allows you to visit there a lot on official US military business. And with you going there for inspection tours and whatnot, that means a true outsider doesn't have to. Plus, you get to go there on vacations too, but you didn't say how much."

Scarlet was so surprised that she paused with her massaging. "How did you know all that?!"

"You told me earlier, during the role-play. Remember?"

"Of course. But how do YOU remember? I know how it is for boys on the first day of their journeys to Napali. You have more eventful things happen to you than otherwise happen in a full year. Why, there are things you said that I don't think I even told you yet!"

He explained, "I guess there are a couple of things I extrapolated, just using logic."

"And you did that while Jenna's sucking your balls?! She's really good at that, I must say. It's kind of her specialty. You're a VERY impressive young man!"

Lisa was still paying close attention. She felt great pride for him, even though her jealousy continued. He is! Never doubt it! He's so worthy of master-status. And he's just getting started. His big fat cock is going to get up to so much sexy mischief! I love it!

Darrin replied to Scarlet, "Yeah, that's true, there's a lot going on that's distracting me. But you're special to me, so I made a point of remembering all I could about you. Out of all the two dozen plus women back at that store, I picked you out. I don't know why. I guess you're right that most of it is that you're so much like Mom physically, which means you're incredibly gorgeous and super stacked. Plus, there's the flaming red hair. But it's not just that. For instance, I really like your eyes, your shining green eyes. I think they're super sexy too. And, how great is it that you're a really nice person too?! I love that part. You're just the whole package. So I'm especially keen to find out if you'll turn up on Napali so I can see you again."

She said emotionally, "Why did you have to go and say all that? Now you're making me blush! Suddenly, I want to suck you off so very badly! A proper sucking this time, too. But I can't with that damn treatment going on. And I have to finish the massage." She'd been forgetting to keep the massage going, but she resumed it after she reminded herself with those words.

Lisa spoke to Scarlet, but only in her mind. Me too, sister, me too! I want to suck him off so badly that I can barely stand it! He said all that mushy stuff to you, but I feel like he said it to me. I'm tempted to just say, 'Fuck the massages, fuck the soreness treatment, Jenna get out of the way so Scarlet and I can suck him off together all the way until dinner!"

She grudgingly told herself, But I guess I have to be responsible. That's selfish thinking. The only thing that matters is getting him and his slaves-to-be ready for Napali. Sadly, he's only my master in my mind. I can't lose sight of that fact. Besides, this treatment is necessary so his cock can get in a lot of tight, sticky situations later tonight.

Darrin told Scarlet, "It's easy for me to say that, because I'm just speaking from the heart. You are special to me, even if I can't explain why." He added impishly, "And I felt that way BEFORE you asked me to treat you like my second mommy-slut!"

Scarlet was even more moved, because she could sense his sincerity. "You're special to me too. So let me tell you more about myself, if you really are interested in me as a person and not just as an orange-heeled cocksucker with I-cup-sized boobs."

"Of course I'm interested in you as a person! Isn't everybody? Wait, scratch that. I guess not; some people are jerks. But please go ahead. For starters, if you're so keen on Napali, why not be a free woman there, full time?"

She said, "That's a tough one to explain. I guess it goes back to my family. You see, I'm a very unusual case in that I'm a third generation Napalite. I was born and raised with Napali values, even though I've never lived there full time. That's because my mother and father believed in the Napali dream, the dream of creating the ultimate sexual paradise on earth. The dream that we could create the closest thing to a real utopia ever experienced by humankind, with sex and especially lots of cocksucking as the glue that makes it all work."

He thought, I'll never get over that: a society held together through cocksucking! She really believes in it!

She went on, "My parents had an even bigger dream, that Napali could lead the way for the world. We have to stay secret, for now. But perhaps someday, many decades in the future, the society of the outside world will evolve enough, with technology solving the problems of basic human want, and sexual liberation evolving to the point that even incest is legal. When that time comes, people will look for a new way to greater love and happiness, and Napali will be able to reveal itself as the way forward for all!"

Darrin was surprised by this grand dream, which he hadn't heard of before. But it made sense as a logical extrapolation of what Napali was doing. It seemed wildly implausible to him though, for a whole host of reasons. For instance, he didn't see how Napali society could possibly work without the extremely choosy selection process. It wasn't so much the looks as it was the personality factor. For starters, all the men had to be dominant and all the women had to be submissive. Clearly, many people in the rest of the world weren't like that at all.

Scarlet continued, "I'm a devoted believer in that bigger dream too, as I'm sure you can tell. My parents were such believers in that dream that they essentially sacrificed the pleasure of living in Napali full time, so they could do more to help make it come to pass. Like their parents before them, they worked in the US government, basically as moles to help make things work for Napali. The vast majority of their work was routine, but every now and then they'd be able to do something of vital importance, for instance help make sure the US government's top secret classification paperwork continued to be contracted out to SI."

She went on, "So I'm proudly following in their footsteps. They still have their government jobs. As their child, I've been able to quickly advance and learn the ropes, so I can be very effective."

He cut in, seeing golden opportunity to ask a key question. "Can I ask how old you are?"

"You can. I'm thirty-three."

He thought, Geez! She's more than double my age. Why does she even deign to talk to me? I should feel intimidated, but we have a natural rapport. She acts like she's trying to seduce ME!

She shyly asked him, "Does that make me too old for you?"

"Not at all! Why would you even ask that? But do you have a serious boyfriend back home?"

"No. Not now, not ever. The downside to my career choice is that, for most of the year, I live an entirely celibate life, the boring life of a US military bureaucrat in Washington, DC. No sex at all, unless you count masturbating with my dildo."

He asked, "Why not? You're a perfect ten beauty. You could find a super stud with a big, thick cock, if that's what you want."

She sighed. "That's not it. Things like penis size are just the surface level. Napali culture is so much more than just gorgeous, busty women constantly sucking really big cocks, even if that is an essential part of it. For one thing, I have no interest in sex whatsoever without the sexual submission element. And not just any old kind, but the Napali kind! And that's part of the whole culture, like the extreme emphasis on cocksucking, or the frequent female public humiliation. It would be pathetic and sad trying to imitate that with some guy who only looks the part."

"I guess I can understand that," Darrin mused.

Lisa felt like she had to interject. She told Darrin, "If you want to understand my life away from Napali, and my way of thinking, it's exactly what M-, er, Scarlet, just said. Sex just would feel, well, WRONG, without the sexual submission part. And it's hard to put into words, but there's something special about the Napali kind of submission, just like she said. I'm a very sexual woman, as I'm sure she is too, but I'd rather go without any sex than have bad sex."

Scarlet nodded. "And any sex that's not part of the Napali way is bad sex, by definition. So I spent most of the year just with my sex toys and my mental fantasies."

He commented, "I can kind of see that, but still, it must be tough."

She responded, "Yes, but it's not all bad for me. Every couple of months, I get to go to Napali on work or on vacation. Then I get to let my hair down and live the life of a free woman! During those times, I go completely wild! I suck enough cock to get me through the next month or two of having to go without. So I live a strange double life. But, it works for me. I'm way more fortunate than most outsiders, since I get to visit the island so often."

"That's really interesting," he said sincerely. "Although... I find it hard to see how you could get anything done in Washington, with your looks."

She bristled. "What is that supposed to mean? If you're saying that nympho women can't be capable and effective in their jobs, you couldn't be more wrong! It's not like I just sit behind my desk and daydream of sucking and serving big fat cocks all day! I'll admit that's been a problem sometimes, but I've learned to keep my daydreams under control!"

He thought that answer was strange and revealing. He hastened to say, "Sorry, sorry! No, I don't mean that. I mean the exact opposite. I mean, the problem would be the people around you, blinded by your beauty. It's like, imagine if a busty supermodel switched careers to being a computer programmer for who knows what reason, and found herself working with a bunch of geeky guys. How could they possibly get anything done?"

She was mollified by that clarification. "Oh, I see. Yes, you're right. That is a big problem for me, and every other Napali woman working in the outside world. We have to go to great lengths to counter that. What I do is wear a fat suit."

"'Fat suit?'"

"That's what we call it. It's padding I wear under my work clothes, which by the way are always loose and conservative when I'm in DC. SI specifically tailors one for everyone who requests it. The main thing is it gives me a very big belly, just like I'm fully pregnant. That goes a long way towards downplaying my I-cup breasts. I wear a very loose dress, and it's like there's just one big lump in front. But there's also extra padding for my hips, thighs, ass, and so on. The padding is specially designed by SI to have the same weight and feel as real human flesh, so it's okay if people touch me a little bit."

He said, "Wow, that's fascinating. But do you have to wear that outside work too?"

"It depends. It's a pain in ass wearing that, believe me. I basically live two lives, one at work and any work-related after hours event, and the second life as the real me. That means I can't have any real friends from work, unless they're another SI mole. I have a cover story of living with my sister, who looks just like me, but without all the weight. So if I happen to be seen without my fat suit on, I can claim it was my sister. That gives me cover, but it also leaves me very socially isolated. Basically, I only socialize with the small number of SI moles in the area. We always have a handful in Washington, because of the political power there. Most of us are female and unusually fat... or so it would seem."

"Huh," he said. "So you're used to going by two names?"

"Yes. Don't ask me my other name though. It's confusing enough that you know me as 'Scarlet.'" She chuckled.

He pointed out, "But the fat suit can't totally hide your beauty. Your face alone would make you stick out like a sore thumb in that sea of bureaucrats. You'd still be a supermodel type, except with a weight problem."

She smiled. "Thanks for the indirect compliment. I don't mean to be immodest, but you're right. That's why I take other steps, such as wearing the most awful looking granny glasses I could find, putting on an equally awful wig, and so on. Demeanor is just as important. I never smile, keep my head down, act prudish and religious, and so on. I really live the life of a secret double agent. You have no idea how refreshing it is for me whenever I can come here or to Napali and be the real me for a few days."

He asked, "But aren't there times when it might be useful for you to turn on your feminine charm full blast to get some stuffy bureaucrat to bend the rules?"

"Nice question. Yes, definitely. But that's when my supposed 'sister' comes by to ask for a favor on my behalf." She snickered.

"Ah. I get it. Pretty clever. But still, it must be tough, with the limited social life. Does that mean you've never had a serious boyfriend?"

"Not in the conventional sense. But... you need to know something. " She winced, bracing for a bad reaction.

"What's that?"

"I've had sex with my father. A lot!"

Darrin showed no visible alarm at that, even though he clearly was surprised.

So she pressed on, "Any sort of pedophilia is forbidden in Napali culture. There are strict rules. But I grew up visiting Napali a lot, and I was fully immersed in its culture, including all the incest. I took it for a given that I would be my father's slut one day. My parents assumed that too. I had to wait until my sixteenth birthday before I was judged physically and mentally developed enough. But from that day on, and for many, many years after, sucking and serving my father's cock was the most important thing in my life! I sucked his cock countless thousands of times. That's the main reason I wear orange heels today, because it takes a lot of daily practice to get that far. Does that shock and disturb you?"

He said, "Shock, yes. Disturb? No. I lusted after Mom and Sis for so long I that have a very different take on incest than most. But you said you did that for 'many, many years.' Is there an implication that it stopped?"

"As a matter of fact, yes. My parents had me late, well into their thirties. My mother thought she would never be able to conceive at all, until SI doctors came up with a solution late in the day. That means my father is just over 70 years old now, and he and my mother live far away. Tell me honestly: does that bother you?"

"Ah. I'm okay with all that." He might have felt differently if she was still sexually devoted to her father. But she wasn't.

Lisa and Leia were still listening carefully. But they didn't learn much new, because they already knew Scarlet well (under her real name Marci, of course) and they knew her background and personal history, just as she knew theirs.

Jenna also knew all that, but she wasn't paying much attention. She was in a groove, fully focused on sucking and fondling Darrin's balls.

Darrin asked Scarlet, "How many days a year do you get to be on Napali?"

"It varies, depending on what I do as part of my job. But I get four weeks of vacation time every year, and I spend every minute of that on Napali, without fail. Then, with the work on top of that, maybe another two or three weeks. So, you see, it's not so bad. I'm the envy of most of the women in the Sliding Lips Society, most of whom don't even have clearance to go to Napali once."

"Why is that, if they're a part of the SLS and they know all the secrets?"

"I hate to sound elitist and snobby, but it's about maintaining standards. If you don't qualify, you don't qualify. You don't even get in the SLS if you don't meet the minimum physical requirements, and those are extremely exacting, as you must have seen by now."

"Yeah. Definitely."

"But that's just half of it. The SLS has psychological testing and standards too, but it's not as strict as Napali's. Most who can't step on the island still have psychological issues. For instance, jealousy issues. That's a really big one, maybe the biggest. A lot of women can't handle the sharing."

He said, "I could see that as a problem with the families, but what about the free women? By definition, they're not seriously attached."

"Yeah, but some people just aren't psychologically cut out for that. For instance, what if you have a free woman who starts out that way, but falls heads over heels in love with a man who has been fucking and dominating her, but already has all the personal sluts he wants? She could try to cause trouble, such as attempting to get him to drop one of his sluts in favor of her. There are all sorts of psychodramas like that that can take place. But Napali has very little of that, due to the rigorous psychological screening."

"Huh," he said. "I get that. But then does that mean the SLS gets a lot more drama?"

"It sure does. This place is much more like a soap opera. But that's okay. It's within reasonable levels. Trust me, SI is on top of everything."

The conversation died out after that, due to Jenna getting increasingly effective in stimulating him. She had started slowly, just sucking and fondling his balls in the normal way. But after he gave permission for the anal fingering, she prepped herself by putting on a "finger glove" - covering just her index finger. Then she reached through the hole in the massage bed, right between his legs, and up to his ass. The set-up was designed for anal play as well as ball sucking, due to the way her and his bodies were positioned, and the size of the hole.

She didn't probe into his anus just yet, but she was an expert at this sort of thing, and merely the way she fondled his ass crack and poked at his anal ring more than doubled the pleasure he was enjoying from what her mouth was doing to his balls.

All that was done without Jenna saying a word. Once she got started with her treatment procedure, she liked to stay quiet. She didn't even keep up her usual giggling, because she took pleasuring her "patient" extremely seriously.

Lisa continued to massage a sleeping Jane, just as Leia did with a sleeping Sandy. However, because the massage technique was gentle in order not to wake them up, they could practically do it on auto-pilot. That left them free to continue to devote nearly all their attention to watching and listening to what was happening to Darrin.

Lisa contemplated the discussion that had taken place between Darrin and Scarlet (who she still thought of as Marci, due to knowing her from before). I have to admit that I'm jealous and concerned. The more I hear between them, the more concerned I get! I didn't expect this complication, for Master Darrin to get so into some other woman so fast. It's clear as day why: she's exactly like a second Sandy, and Sandy is his ideal dream woman. Even worse, she's just as sexy and stacked, even though Sandy will be one of the more beautiful women on Napali, by any standard. AND she has all the oral skills of an orange-heeled sucker! No wonder he's on her like white on rice. Grrrr!

My feelings are completely inappropriate. Master isn't really my master, except in my mind. It's just an immature, impossible fantasy I'm letting myself take over my mind! But even if he was, my duty as a sex slave is to help him fuck and get sucked by any free woman he wants. Furthermore, Marci is no threat to me. I know how dedicated she is in her role as an SI mole. Her role is vital for the survival of the entire Napali colony, and she knows it. So she'd never move to Napali, at least not until she retires, probably decades from now.

That means there's no way she's a threat to take the coveted spot as Master's third sex slave. And even if she were in the running, good for her! It has nothing to do with me, because I most definitely am NOT! It's delusional for me to think otherwise. I'm used goods! If she was in the running, I should root for her, because she'd be very good for him. She not only has Sandy's body, she has the same basic personality: sweet and loving, without a bad word to say about anybody.

I need to get over my petty feelings. All that matters is Master's pleasure, period! I should help arrange for him to have more fun with Marci, probably as a double blowjob with Sandy too. That'll help boost his confidence and help Sandy better learn to share and obey. She's doing great so far, but we still have some very high hurdles to get over tomorrow.

By and by, Darrin got to thinking about the liquid gel treatment he was still experiencing. He cleared his throat, then said, "Lisa, can I ask you a question?"

"But of course! Always. I'm one of your sluts, although sadly you haven't really started treating me like one. Your every wish is my command, even for something small like that."

He admitted, "Yeah, well, that's pretty hard to get used to. I feel like I've aged ten years in a single day today, and I still can't wrap my head around all of it. But anyway, how common is this liquid gel treatment on Napali anyway? Is it something I'm going to experience once a week? Or once a year? Or what? I have no clue."

Lisa said, "Good question. It totally depends, so there's no easy answer. Some men might need it only very rarely. But given that you'll have three sluts and also that you'll be climaxing about a dozen times a day, I imagine you're going to need it much more than most." (Those two things were far from established facts, but Lisa took them as a given because she had high confidence in the sexual prowess of the boy she now thought of as her master.)

He asked, "How much?"

Lisa looked to Leia who was busy massaging Sandy's thighs. "I don't know. And I might be biased. But I'd guess maybe once or twice a week. Probably most often on the weekends, when your sluts will have more free time to service you. What do you think, Leia?"

Leia continued to be unusually quiet because she felt like an outsider and considered herself lucky just to be there. However, she was glad to be given a chance to talk.

She responded, "I don't think you're biased, Lisa, because that sounds about right to me. That would be surprisingly frequent, but Darrin, given what I've heard about you today, cumming nine times so far, and still going strong, your cock is going to get a LOT of good use! Now, a pair of soft feminine lips sliding on your shaft with a tongue and fingers helping out may not sound like much to worry about it, and it isn't. But when you get sucked for hours and hours a day, usually with two or three tongues on you at once, plus God only knows how many hands on top of that, all that friction adds up!"

He started squirming as he laid there. Hearing about that much future sexual stimulation on top of what Jenna was doing with her mouth on his balls and her fingers in his ass crack suddenly brought him dangerously close to cumming. He clenched his teeth and his ass cheeks as he frantically squeezed his PC muscle. He yelled, "That's too much! I don't believe you!"

Leia looked to Lisa and snickered. "He doesn't believe us. What do we have to do to convince him?"

Lisa responded, "It's perfectly understandable. Leia, you live in Hawaii, but you've been a Sliding Lips Society member long enough so that I imagine it's hard for you to understand just how sad and sexless the life of an average American really is. Especially American women. Their bodies are built to cum dozens of times a day, with ease. But do they take advantage? NO! Most women go ALL DAY without cumming even a single time!"

Leia said, "I know! It's nuts! I do personally know some women who are normals, you know. From what they tell me, it's even worse than you say. Some go without cumming for YEARS! Some never even have an orgasm in their entire LIFE! It's rare, but it happens. But what distresses me even more is the general attitude about fellatio. Most women are indifferent to downright hostile about doing it. The mind boggles. When they do it at all, they do it wrong, with the entirely wrong attitude. And some go years without sucking a single cock! Can you imagine?! I can barely go without a good suck-sob for an entire day!"

Darrin had never heard the term "suck-sob" before, but he correctly assumed it was slang for sucking a cock so thick that it would make one sob from the effort.

Lisa was getting emotionally worked up about the topic. "I know! It makes me too upset to say more. I can't even think about it. It breaks my heart!"

Darrin felt obliged to ask, "Lisa, I remember you said something on the plane about how it's got to be a Napali-worthy cock for you, or nothing at all. And you agreed with Scarlet a little while ago that you pretty much got without sex when you live in the States, right?"

"That's true. Like Scarlet, I never have sex with normals back in the US, so I go through most of the year without sucking any cock at all. But still, I practice with my dildos every single day, just to stay in shape and to get a glimmer of that special blowjob feeling. Without that, I don't know how I could cope. Leia is luckier. Living in Honolulu, she can come here any time she wants, and there's always at least one available cock to suck to help her cope with her craving."

Leia said, "Yeah, but it's far for me, and it's hard to get away. Most of the time, I have to resort to sucking on dildos too."

Darrin thought that was very strange. He took special note of Lisa's comment about Leia needing to "cope with her craving." That helped him better appreciate just how much Napali and SLS women enjoyed cocksucking, although he couldn't fully get into their heads.

He commented to Leia, "But there are people all around. Honolulu's a real city. Why not get a boyfriend? You look like the woman who belongs on a Hawaii travel poster. With your great Polynesian looks, you could have any guy you want."

Leia just chuckled, as if the premise of the question was amusing.

Lisa said to him, "There's much you've learned today, but much more you still don't understand. You know the expression, 'Once you go black, you never go back?'"

"Yeah?"

"Well, I don't know about that. I highly doubt it. But it's definitely true about Napali-quality sex."

Leia added, "I know I don't get to actually like on Napali with real Napalites, but the Sliding Lips Society is a very close second, in my book. It's like what Scarlet and Lisa told you already: once you discover how great that is, no sex is better than sex with normals. It would be like, like... a defilement of your body."

Lisa said, "That's a VERY good way of putting it. A defilement! UGH! Just thinking about it makes me shudder. I can't think of a single SLS member who is known to get sexually intimate with a normal. Do you, Leia?"

"No way! That's unheard of. If it did happen, it would be a big scandal. There would be the danger of sexual diseases spreading, and God knows what! Normal people are dangerous!"

Darrin thought all of that exceedingly strange, especially because he still considered himself a "normal" person. He had to conclude that Lisa was right and there was much he still didn't know or understand.

He wanted to get back to an earlier topic. "About the liquid gel treatment. How does it work?! Is it actually effective, or it is a placebo effect or something?"

Lisa said, "As to how it works, I have no clue. You'd have to ask the SI scientists. There are a few of those at the party, actually, so I can introduce you. Although the explanation would probably go over your head. Do you know how shampoo works? Or glue? Or really anything else, on a technical level?"

"I guess not," he sheepishly admitted. "I just use stuff without thinking."

"Same here. There's no shame in that, because the world is too complicated. Add this to that list of modern mysteries. But I can definitely tell you it DOES work. I'm not a man, but I know first-hand just how effective it is because we use the exact same liquid gel for overly sore cunts. If you doubt me, you'll know soon enough, just as soon as Jenna is done. Between the massage and the soreness treatment, you'll feel like a new man."

He said, "That's cool. I've definitely learned not to doubt you. But I still have many questions. For instance, who administers all the soreness treatments on Napali, if they're so common?"

Lisa explained, "It's something your sluts will learn how to do for you, for mild to medium cases. But for more severe cases, you'll need to call in an expert, such as Jenna here. There are a few women in Napali like her, who have a particular thing for ball sucking and anal play, so they're eager to help."

He thought, So freaking bizarre! Women with "a particular thing for ball sucking and anal play?" What's next?! If someone would have told me this morning I'd wind up in a secret "supervillain lair" built into a remote Hawaiian cliff, in the master suite, with six naked bombshell beauties, including Mom and Sis, and one of them sucking my balls and another one giving me a nice massage... The whole thing is so absurd that I can't even finish the thought! I'm tempted to laugh like a maniac. But it's awesome!

The conversation petered out again, because Jenna started to get more aggressive on him - though of course his stiff dick remained encased in the liquid gel and thus untouched by her. After many minutes simply teasingly probing his anal ring, she finally and unexpectedly started pushing her finger into his anus.

His eyes bugged out, and he defensively clenched his ass cheeks. Even though he'd enjoyed some anal fingering during the plane flight, it was different knowing that he'd given permission for her to push in all the way to his prostate gland. He had no idea what that was going to feel like, but Lisa had told him it would be fantastic, and he trusted her. Still, it went against all his instincts to allow a finger to move deeply inside that orifice.