Chapter 9

Joel took Bridget to her room. It was lavishly furnished with a king-size bed, a loveseat, a dresser, and a dressing table featuring a large mirror. A door in one of the walls led to a bathroom with a large tub and an oversized shower that would easily accommodate two.

“It’s much larger than my cabin on the yacht,” Bridget softly commented.

“This is where you will be living and entertaining our clients who are coming to the island for the unique pleasures we offer. Perform your duties well, and you will be treated commensurately with your performance. Displease a client, and you will be severely punished. It would be wise never to forget that you’re a whore, and we own you,” Joel told the young blonde in an authoritarian voice.

“I understand, Sir; I will do my best to please anyone I’m required to serve and perform sexually for,” Bridget said in a soft, submissive voice.

“See that you do. Here at the island, we’re not a rinky-dink whorehouse with overused prostitutes with sloppy pussies. We’re a luxury resort with only the finest amenities and fresh teens and young women to service our clients,” Joel said while reaching out and running his fingers through the teen’s soft blonde hair.

Joel then pulled her head back, leaned over, and kissed the 5-foot-3-inch beauty full on her sexy lips. As she had been trained to do when kissed while aboard the yacht, Bridget let the man’s tongue slip into her mouth while passionately returning his kiss. Joel’s hands moved down and grabbed the young blonde’s firm sexy ass, pulling her close as he rubbed his hardening cock against her.

When he pulled back, Joel said, “Not bad.”

“Thank you, Sir,” Bridget softly replied.

“Let’s see what else you can do with that sexy young mouth,” Joel said, dropping his pants and undershorts.

Bridget could see Joel’s cock was only semi-hard and knew what he wanted her to do. The petite fifteen-year-old knelt and wrapped her lips around the forty-four-year-old man’s cock and commenced giving him a blowjob. After the hard decks on the yacht, she appreciated the softness of the plush carpeting on her knees. Bridget had gotten extremely good at fellatio and had Joel at full erection almost instantaneously. It only took her several minutes before he ejaculated, and she swallowed his cum. The teen kept sucking off one of her new owners until she had sucked him dry.

Joel then pulled his softening cock out of the teen’s mouth and said, “You’re a natural. You will work out well. I’ll be back later to try out your young blonde pussy, but first, I must attend to other duties. This room is your room, so feel free to make yourself at home. Pick up the phone if you get hungry or want something to drink. It only goes to the island’s automated operator; tell her you want room service, and it will automatically switch you. Order whatever you like, and it will be brought to your room. After you are settled in and show you can be trusted, you can go to the twenty-four-hour restaurant.”

“A twenty-four-hour burger bar also serves burgers, hot dogs, sandwiches, and drinks. Almost everything on the island is open 24/7, as clients come from different parts of the world and various time zones. We do our best to accommodate their usual day and night sleeping habits. You will be given a bracelet that can be scanned to make purchases. However, the scan is for inventory purposes only. Here on the island, there is no cost to you for anything. Something that doesn’t concern you, now anyway, is that the system keeps track of your alcohol consumption and drug use.”

As he headed to the door, Joel continued telling Bridget, “The bracelet also keeps track of your whereabouts, and you will be notified at least fifteen minutes before a date appears in your room. Later, you’ll also be notified on your electronic calendar about future scheduled dates. Since we are available to serve our clients 24/7, you’ll receive immediate notifications of newly scheduled dates, allowing you to adjust your sleep schedule as necessary. Certain regulars like to try out the ‘new girl,’ and eventually, you’ll establish regulars of your own.”

“Additionally, once you are allowed to leave your room unattended, you must always wear your bracelet. To ensure you remember, once it’s activated, you must scan it to open the door to your room to exit. Any client sent to your room will be issued a bracelet allowing them to open your door and enter your room. For now, you will not be allowed to leave your room without permission and an escort. That will be only temporary while you’re learning your way around the island.”

Still in the skimpy string bikini, Bridget decided to look around the room. She was surprised to discover some sexy lingerie in the dresser. There were even some different colored garter belts, but no panties. In another drawer, she found stockings, but there were still no panties. The young blonde found an assortment of different-colored bras. However, they were ½ cup and ¼ cup. The ¼ cups would leave her nipples and most of her areolas exposed when wearing them.

In a closet, Bridget found a selection of dresses, skirts, and blouses. Amazingly, they were all in her size and overly sexually suggestive. Never would she have imagined wearing anything that risqué as a fifteen-year-old before being abducted by sex traffickers. Now, Bridget had been sold into prostitution and would be forced to dress appropriately according to a client’s sexual preferences.

Later, Joel came back to Bridget’s room. Upon entering and finding the beautiful young blonde sitting on the loveseat, still in her sexy string bikini, he said, “Lose the bikini and get on the bed,” while removing his clothes.

“Yes, Sir,” Bridget said submissively while she stood up. She then removed her bikini top, exposing her perfect B-cup breasts and pretty nipples that were slightly poking out. The young teen could not understand why she was sexually aroused. She had been sold to this place to be a prostitute. This man, old enough to be her father, had already required her to suck him off and swallow his cum earlier in the day. Now, he was going to fuck her. Joel quickly got naked. Bridget removed her bikini bottoms and slipped off her high heels. She then eased her nude body onto the bed and lay on her back, spreading her young, sexy legs as she had done many times aboard the yacht.

Joel got on the bed with the young teen and settled between her smooth, sexy thighs. Bridget let out a soft sexual moan when she felt Joel’s hard cock go deep into her wet pussy. The petite blonde started working her hips, fucking the man on top of her. After several minutes of hard fucking, Joel Burkhart, the forty-four-year-old manager of the Paradise Island Resort, ejaculated, flooding Bridget’s young cunt with his hot male cum. He was amazingly pleased to see how her vaginal muscles clung to his cock and that the young sexy bitch had an uncontrollable orgasm. He knew she was worth whatever Hans had paid Bart for the petite blonde teen.

When Joel pulled his softening cock out of Bridget’s pussy and got up off her, he said, “You are one horny young bitch. Bart was right about you; he said you liked hard cocks in that tight little cunt of yours and that you had uncontrollable orgasms.”

“I never wanted to be that way, but I can’t help it. What the men did to me on the yacht changed me, and I can’t control it,” the young blonde teen said in a soft, submissive voice.

“You have the potential to be one of the finest young whores we have here at the Paradise Island Resort. After I leave, take a shower or bath, whichever you prefer. You will find everything you need in the bathroom. After you have dried off and blow-dried your hair, you’ll find a silk robe in the closet; put it on. Someone will be coming to get you and take you to Hans’s suite, where you will spend the night,” Joel told the young blonde while putting on his clothes.

“Thank you, Sir,” Bridget softly replied. She hated the thought of being a prostitute, but she knew he was right about her now liking a hard male cock fucking her. The teen had told herself that it was disgusting and humiliating to enjoy being sexually abused by grown men. However, her sexy young body would not listen to her and caused her to get a tremendous amount of pleasure from being fucked.

Before he left Bridget’s room, Joel gave the gorgeous young blonde some additional information about her duties as a prostitute at the Paradise Island Resort, “As I told you, each client you are to perform services for will have a bracelet allowing him access to your room and you. Each bracelet is color-coded: Blue, Green, Gold, or Platinum, ensuring there is no misunderstanding about the services you are required or allowed to perform. Blue indicates oral sex. Green is for vaginal sexual intercourse, while Gold indicates anal sex.”

“Platinum VIP bracelet holders have no restrictions and can have sex in any manner of their choosing within a pre-agreed time limit. It is entirely up to each client whether to use a condom or not; as you will learn, all our working girls are required to use birth control to prevent unwanted pregnancies and be tested weekly for any STDs. As an added protection for our staff and working girls, each client must submit to a test upon arriving at the island before he is allowed access to any of our girls for services.”

Once Joel had left, the young blonde eased her nude body off the bed and went into the bathroom. She had also been instructed that one of her requirements, after having a man cum inside her, was that she must douche so she would be fresh for the next man. There would be at least a fifteen-minute interval between clients for all the working girls, with a maximum of eight men per day. The one exception was if a particular prostitute was booked for entertainment for a party. In those cases, the only restriction was the number of men at the party. Very seldom did the number reach over a dozen for a single girl.

Bridget slipped on the silk robe after showering and drying off. It barely covered her pussy and allowed the imprint of her nipples to show. The teen sat down at the dressing table and blow-dried her hair. The young blonde then nervously sat on the loveseat and waited for someone to come and get her, take her to the man who was in charge of buying her, and who now owned her.

An hour or so had passed when Bridget’s room door opened, and a well-dressed man in a suit with a nametag that said “Island Security” entered. He looked at the beautiful young blonde and said, “It’s time to go.” He liked the way her nipples poked out against the thin robe. With her sitting in the short silk robe, he could see all of her smooth, sexy young thighs. When the teen moved her sexy young legs to stand up, the security guard got a quick view of Bridget’s blonde pussy. It caused him to think, ‘I certainly want to fuck this young bitch. She is one hot young piece of ass. In a day or two, the boss should make her available for the staff to use before she starts working, turning tricks.’

Hans had adopted the practice of making all the new girls brought to the island as prostitutes available for the staff to use for a few days. It made for more harmonious working conditions. It also reinforced to the staff that the girls were island property, whores, there to use their sexy bodies to service paying customers. It was a firm rule: any staff member caught trying to help a girl escape the island would be summarily executed, and the girl would be beaten, gang-raped, and then put back to work. On the rare occasion of a second attempt by the girl, she would be forcibly injected with heroin or methamphetamine until she was addicted. Then, she would be put back to work servicing clients who required less restrictions for abusive sex with a whore.

The security guard took Bridget up to the penthouse atop the main hotel on Paradise Island. The hotel was the tallest building on the island, and from the rooftop patio, one could see the entire island surrounded by blue ocean as far as the eye could see. It certainly reinforced that there was no escaping from the island. Once brought onshore as a prostitute, the only way off was by boat or plane, and both were tightly scrutinized by island security before being allowed to depart. With the penalty for trying to smuggle a girl off the island being death, so far, no one was willing to try.

The gorgeous young blonde with beautiful blue eyes stood silently as the private elevator’s door to the penthouse opened. The young teen was then ushered into a large parlor where Hans Naylor sat upright in a plush recliner.

“Sir, I have the girl you requested,” the security guard said.

“Thank you, Tom; you may leave us now,” Hans replied.

“Yes, Sir,” the security guard replied, turned, and exited via the elevator.

Hans looked at Bridget and said, “Come over here.” The gorgeous young blonde walked over and stood before the man who now owned her. He could see her nipples poking out against her silk robe and said, “I paid quite a high price for you,” Hans commented, and then asked, “Have I wasted my money buying you?”

“No, Sir, I know why I’ve been brought here. I’m a sex slave to be used and abused by men as an island prostitute,” Bridget admitted in a soft, obedient, and submissive voice, not wanting to offend her new owner and garner a beating on her first day on the island.

“Lose the robe,” Hans said.

“Yes, Sir,” Bridget softly replied, pulling the sash around her slim waist loose. The teen then eased the robe off her shoulders, letting it fall to the plush carpet behind her. The incredibly gorgeous, nude blonde fifteen-year-old was now standing before the forty-six-year-old man who had bought her. Hans was wearing a long smoking jacket.

Bridget’s beautiful blue eyes watched as Hans opened the jacket, revealing that he was naked underneath. The young teen could see he had a full erection as he stroked it and said, “Show me what you’ve learned about performing fellatio and swallowing male cum.” Hans then opened his legs, allowing the young blonde to kneel between them.