Fantasy Paradise Island

"So, you've seen these "Goddesses"?"

"Oh yes. It seems so long ago that it was almost a dream. We lived in harmony with them while they helped guide our sisterhood. When they saw the strife in the other world, they decided to ascend and act as protectors for all. We remain as a part of their wonder and to assist with their vision. Of course, you as well are a part of that mission, Matthew."

"Me?!" Matthew said incredulously.

"How else can you explain your arrival? You went to sleep in your home and arrived here by some power. It was the Goddesses, Matthew. They knew it was time for our new age to dawn and gave you to us."

"But, why me?"

"It has to do with your ring, of that I am sure. You said it was passed on to you from your ancestors. It must be the key to all of this. Tomorrow, I think we should see our Grand Historian. She may have the answers you seek."

Matthew nodded taking in all of this. He saw the attendants standing around and another question entered his mind.

"So, these attendants, the washers, how are they chosen?"

The question was puzzling to Blana at first and probed the question a bit.

"Do you mean are they slaves?"

Matthew quickly retreated from this suggestion.

"No! No, I don't mean to suggest that. I'm just curious."

Blana softened and began to explain.

"Everyone here does the function they wish to pursue. Sometimes it has to do with their talents, sometimes their interests, or sometimes their sexual proclivities."

The last part got Matthew's attention and Blana saw this as well.

"The water carriers, for example. That is their particular sexual fetish if you will, so they pursue that. The bathers are the same. They get satisfaction from the art of washing and practice it. If ever someone wants to change jobs or positions, they are free to do so. Even encouraged so that different perspectives can be seen all throughout the sisterhood. It all leads to greater understanding between us all."

Matthew nodded as the Honored Attendants entered the room. They bowed to both, and Sani spoke.

"Honored One, the Honored Rooms have been prepared and we can show you to them when you are ready."

"Go ahead, Matthew," the Matron spoke. "I must go through the villages and speak to the sisters in preparations for your future tours," she said winking. Matthew stood as she departed.

"I guess I should see my new home now then."

The Honored Attendants led him out. Alaria was in front of him, while Sani and Tiana were behind him. It was a triangle formation with himself in the center. They started climbing a set of stone stairs up to a set of rooms he could see on a small hill. He figured this had to be their destination. They approached the door to the large dwelling and Alaria opened the partition.

Matthew stepped in with the other two close behind him. He saw a magnificent room with chairs and couches ornately arranged. There was also what almost looked like a wet bar to the side. He looked out the windows and saw magnificent views. From one he could see the coastline and the waters. From another he saw various villages and life going on about them.

"This is your great room, Honored One," Tiana said. "You can receive guests here or simply relax. If you desire music or entertainment, we can have that brought here for you."

Matthew bristled again at hearing his title.

"Guys, it's just us here. Do you really need to call me "Honored One"? Matthew is just fine."

The three looked surprised at this. Alaria spoke up.

"Honored One, we must respect your title now. It is our honor to serve you and the highest privilege we could have been bestowed. We must show you the deference and respect you have earned."

All three then bowed toward him at once. Sani looked up and saw the distressed look on the Honored One's face.

"Honored One, we see that you wish for as little formality as possible. We will do our best to accommodate, but also know that we do this for us to. Of course, we serve you out of duty and service to the sisterhood, but most importantly; because it gives us pleasure." She said the last with a very sexy grin on her face.

Matthew softened at this.

"I understand, but I also need people around to keep me in check. I don't want my ego getting out of control with all of this and I need you three to ensure that never happens."

A look of understanding now washed over the Honored Attendants. Tiana took the mantle now.

"I think we understand better, Honored One. I think the other world expression is "Don't get too big for your britches?""

"Exactly. I don't want all of this to change me into some conceited jerk. I also don't want to stop you from doing what you all want to do. I'm just trying to find a balance here, ok?"

The three smiled and bowed.

"As the Honored One demands," they said all at once adding a wink.

They saw this put the Honored One more at ease and proceeded with the tour. They went to a side room off the great room. He saw it was a large room and looked similar to bathroom. He then saw a sister come out of the opening and bow to him.

"This is your washroom, Honored One," Sani explained. She pointed out a basin for water, soaps and scents scattered around, a very large bathtub, and what looked like a toilet with no plumbing attached in a private cabinet. He went over to it and pointed.

"For excrement, Honored One," Alaria explained. "Once you have finished the wash attendant will ensure cleanliness and dispose of the remains. We will have a rotating attendant for this unless you later make a preference known for one in particular. The washroom attendant also serves as the water carrier. Please demonstrate."

As Alaria said this, the sister proceeded to an area to the side near the "toilet" closet that looked like a small pool with no water. The sister then got onto her knees and opened her mouth.

"You mean, if I have to pee...."

"Exactly, Honored One," Tiana answered. She saw the look of trepidation on his face. "The sisters who volunteer for this have that particular desire for pleasure. To not use her to those ends would be a grave insult to her and the sisterhood."

"You would not want to do that, would you Honored One?" Sani said smiling.

The sister was smiling greatly and actually licking her lips. This surprised Matthew, but he kept this to himself.

To each their own, I guess.

The Honored Attendants next led him to the grand bedroom. He saw that he had similar views as in the great room and also that the roof could be pulled back to act as kind of a sky light. He saw that the bed was enormous, far bigger than a California King. Tiana noticed him noticing this.

"The bed is large enough to accommodate several, Honored One. The more the merrier, yes?" she said with a giggle.

Matthew smiled at this and realized the truth of this. It was then that Alaria came around from behind him and started fondling him.

"You know, Honored One; Tiana has yet to be "blessed" by you yet. That hardly seems fair, do you agree?"

Smiles started growing all around as Tiana made her way to the bed. Sani moved in front of her and began her art of pleasure on her, preparing her for the blessing. Alaria grabbed hold of the Honored One's manhood while kissing on his neck. Tiana was appreciative of Sani's attentions, but kept her eyes squarely on the Honored One. Alaria then kneeled down in front of him and took the growing member into her mouth. Sani started nibbling around Tiana's sacred spot to begin her warming. Tiana could no longer hold her gaze on the Honored One anymore as her eyes slammed shut from the attentions. Sani started massaging Tiana's slit with her tongue eliciting loud moans from Tiana.

Both Matthew and Alaria noticed the grand show in front of them, Matthew because it was right in front of him and Alaria hearing Sani's art being practiced. She continued her own effort on the Honored One, providing both suction and lubrication. Matthew could hardly help but feel aroused and powerful all at the same time. He had one beautiful woman blowing him while two other gorgeous women put on an arousing show in front of him to prepare him to fuck one of them. He immediately felt guilty at the feeling of power that had hit him.

This is exactly what I need to keep in check.

Sani was now nibbling at Tiana's clit and could feel Tiana's juices hitting her face. She knew that her task was nearing its completion, but could not help continuing a bit longer, loving the taste of her fellow Honored Attendant. Eventually, knowing that this was likely to be the first of many such tastings, she delivered one last lick to her sister and turned back toward the Honored One and Alaria. She tapped Alaria on the shoulder to inform her of Tiana's readiness. Alaria gave the Honored One a final suck and examined her work, see the Honored One's manhood gleaming with slickness and at full attention.

Tiana reopened her eyes after Sani had finished and looked directly at the Honored One and his spear. She smiled and Matthew took this as his que. He stepped up to the bed and positioned himself right outside of her. He teased her outside with his dick eliciting moans and squeals. Eventually, he parted her folds and slowly began his entrance. Matthew could see her eyes get wider with each increase in his depth, but she made no indications for him to pause. Once he was fully inside, he kissed her deeply, her tongue darting into his mouth. He started his thrusts slowly at first so she could get adjusted to the invasion. Once she started thrusting back at him, he increased his pace.

While this was going on, Sani and Alaria began their coupling with a deep and passionate kiss. Their hands immediately began exploring the well-known territories of each other's bodies. Each touch and caress from the other brought immediate reactions of both goosebumps over the areas affected and increasing wetness in both of their womanhood's. They eventually fell softly onto the bed near where the Honored One was coupling with Tiana. Hearing the sounds of their coupling only further spurred the attention that Alaria and Sani were showing each other, diving their fingers into each other feverishly.

Meanwhile, Tiana and Matthew had built up a steady rhythm with him sawing in and out of her at a good, but loving pace. After a few minutes of this and seeing her sister's coupling next to her, she allowed the Goddesses to fill her with pleasure and she erupted physical evidence of her pleasure all over the Honored One's manhood. This, combined with the show next to them, convinced Matthew to increase his pace and bring her legs onto his shoulders. This deeper penetration was greeted very favorably by Tiana as her moans and now screams were becoming very loud. Certainly, anyone within a 50-yard radius could hear her.

While this was permeating the air, Alaria and Sani began to move into a 69 position. The sound of their respective meals would have been audible, if not for Tiana's announcements. With their mouth's buried in each other and their fingers plunging into the other's back holes; the orgasms were both simultaneous and large. After the waves had largely subsided, they began fondling each other and making out. Even while they were engaged in this, they kept an eye on the Honored One and their sister nearby.

Matthew was pumping harder and more vigorously. Every time he thought about subsiding, her pussy seemed to almost try and pull him in deeper and faster. Tiana then flipped around and indicated that the Honored One should honor her from behind. He observed her small, but tight ass and pushed into her womanhood once again. As he was doing this, Sani and Alaria began moving toward them. Sani was next to Tiana and began moistening her fingers with her mouth. Alaria moved toward the Honored One doing similar. Sani then sunk two of her fingers in Tiana's asshole and started moving rapidly. Matthew could feel the fingers inside Tiana, and he increased his pace. But then something very unexpected happened. Alaria placed one of her fingers in Matthew. She did not move at nearly the pace that Sani was using on Tiana, but it had an immediate effect.

In different circumstances, he might have lodged an objection. Also, try as he might to resist it; he started to really enjoy the sensation. Alaria was well aware of the pleasures involved in prostate massage, reading about them in the library and she was very eager to "try her hand at it." Tiana was screaming in ecstasy at all of the attention between Sani and the Honored One and seemed to be in continuous orgasm. Matthew started worrying she was going to have a fit or a seizure at some point. He eventually decided that it was time to bring the show home, so to speak.

"I'm gonna cum!" Matthew proclaimed to the participants in the room.

Sani was the first to react to this.

"Spill in her!"

He was confused by the nomenclature at first but was quick to understand.

Guess were gonna figure out if the fertility block is really gone.

Normally this would have been off putting to him, but Matthew didn't even think about it. He started erupting inside Tiana causing her to be flooded like she had never experienced before. They were both in a haze for a few seconds until finally coming around. Alaria and Sani removed their fingers from their respective individuals and Tiana flipped herself onto her back, cupping her pussy to keep as much of the Honored One's offering inside her as possible. Only some leaked out which Sani was quick to clean up with her tongue. All three had massive smiles on their faces.

"Thank you for your blessing, Honored One," Tiana said in a haze of pleasure.

Matthew now felt a powerful urge to urinate. He'd had what seemed like a brief nap with Alaria, Tiana, and Sani also sleeping around him.

I guess hard work does deserve a nap during the day.

Matthew carefully extricated himself from the bed and his attendants. It took a minute, but he managed to do so without waking up any of them. He left the bedroom and proceeded to the bathroom. His mind was in a haze mostly from everything that had happened today and the previous activity he had just engaged in. This fog continued into the bathroom so much that he was startled when he saw someone in there.

"Oh, excuse me," he exclaimed out without even thinking twice.

"Honored One, are you well?" she responded.

This brought him out of his haze as he realized this was the washroom attendant that he had seen in there before.

She's supposed to be in here, idiot!

He quickly gathered himself together as the fog he was under was now lifted.

"Sorry, I was a little out of it. I'm ok," he responded, trying to put her more at ease.

She smiled at him, looking reassured that she had not done anything to offend the Honored One.

"So, how does this work exactly?" he asked trying to get his head around this.

"What do you need, Honored One?" she asked with deference typical of what he'd seen so far from these attendants.

"Not to be too impolite," Matthew started uneasily, "I gotta take a leak."

The reaction on her face was one of complete confusion. Matthew realized that she probably wouldn't understand slang terms of any kind.

"Urinate," he said to make himself clear. The look of recognition on her face was immediate.

"Of course, Honored One," she said smiling. "Come."

She guided Matthew over to an area that looked almost like a shower. It was the toilet closet from before. The attendant than got on her knees, continuing her smile. Matthew just stood there like a deer in the headlights for a few seconds.

They can't be fuckin' real with this?!

"Is there something wrong, Honored One?" she asked with a quizzical look on her face.

"Just a little "gun shy"," he admitted. She still looked confused.

Fuckin' slang!

"Nervous," he explained clearer. "I've never peed on anyone before."

The look of understanding came over her. She smiled sweeter than Matthew would've ever done had the roles been reversed.

"There is nothing to be nervous about, Honored One," she said continuing her smile. "Just come up and release."

Matthew stepped up and came close to her. Her look was more Asian than Polynesian. She had a very pretty face and full B-cup breasts. She hooked her hair behind her ears, continuing her smile. Matthew took his cock in his hand and pointed it at her.

"Is there anywhere in particular I should aim?" Matthew asked as innocently as he could.

"Anywhere the Honored One desires," she said sweeter than she probably should have. "I have no preferences."

Matthew thought it was eerie how much she was still smiling. He lined up again, pointing his cock at her chest. He closed his eyes trying to relax enough to release.

It wasn't working. Matthew just couldn't get out of his head. He saw a small faucet over to the side and had an idea. He went over and turned it on, using the pump attached to get the water out, letting the water flow onto the floor. He then lined back up and closed his eyes.

Now there was flow. He could hear the stream hitting the woman, but he just couldn't bring himself to open his eyes. He finally stopped flowing and gave his dick a few shakes. Once Matthew was done, he opened his eyes.

The woman was now clearly wet with his piss but was still smiling away. She than leaned over and began sucking on Matthew's dick; her tongue clearly exploring his pee hole. She seemed to be making sure every ounce of pee was out. Once she was satisfied that he was clean, she popped his cock from her mouth.

"Thank you, Honored One," she said with the same smile that she'd had the whole time.

"You bet," was all that came out of Matthew while he was still trying to wrap his head around the depraved act he'd just performed. He began to leave the washroom, when he turned back and saw the bathroom attendant still kneeling there.

"I probably should've asked you this before, but what's your name?"

"Kina, Honored One," she said with the same smile.

"Nice to meet you," as he turned and left. He heard water kick on louder after he left, assuming that she was now trying to wash his piss of her.

Fuckin' weird!

He went into the main room and plopped himself down on a comfy chair. He started rubbing his eyes, trying to process the last 36 hours. Near death, safety, island of nude, immortal women, savior, future breading machine.

Fuck, this was nuts.

And of course, one question was still picking at his mind that no one had been able to answer yet.

How the fuck did I get here?!

Matthew continued just sitting, staring out into the void. Tiana, Sari, and Alaria than emerged from the bedroom, all still with smiles on their faces. It seemed like they had actually done their hair a bit while they were in there, because none of them had the "fresh fucked" look about them. They gathered around Matthew, kneeling in front of him.

"Do you need anything, Honored One?" Alaria asked obediently.

"I'm just kinda lost in thought," Matthew admitted.

"Are you alright?" Tiana ventured.

"It's just been a very strange few days," Matthew said earnestly. "A few days ago I was thousands of miles from here, just a normal guy living his life...and now..." he allowed himself to trail off. His three attendants all saw the stress in his eyes.

"Everything will be fine, Honored One," Sani said with a degree of certainty. "You have been given a blessing above all others."

"Yeah," Matthew said resigningly, "but it's still a lot to process."

"Give it time," Tiana advised, "all will soon be clear."

It sounded to Matthew like tripe, just something to ameliorate him. He stopped himself from rolling his eyes at it. He just took a deep breath.

"Maybe a massage would help," Alaria stated. "We would be happy to help, Honored One."

It sounded good to him, Matthew thought. At the very least, it couldn't hurt.

"Come with us," Sani said pulling Matthew up off the seat. They led him to a patio which had a massage type table on it.

"Lay face down," Tiana instructed as Matthew got on the table. He could feel oil being poured on his back and all three sets of hands going to work. They worked to find all the knots in his back, rubbing them out with skill. They were really working out his stress and Matthew was groaning and showing his relief. The three of them felt gratified with the result.

Matthew could feel one of the three get on top of him, but he was unsure who. Whoever it was seemed to be oiled up themselves and seemed to be sliding on him. Based on what he was feeling from back there, height and cup size; he correctly guessed it was Alaria.

Tiana and Sani had oiled her up so she could work his muscles with her body. It was a form of Nuru massage with some twists specialized to the island. She was using her whole body to ensure that she was working every pressure point he had simultaneously. Tiana and Sani were helping too. Sani was rubbing his feet, being gentle mostly, but really trying to work out any knots.

Tiana was mostly focused on Alaria, keeping oil on her and caressing her body as Alaria worked on the Honored One. It was a very erotic atmosphere, but Matthew just kept his head down on the mat with his eyes closed. This would not last for long.

All three attendants coaxed Matthew onto his back as he now had a full view of them all. Alaria continued sliding up and down him, now having his cock poking out. She teased it a bit with the outside of her lips as she gyrated. Sani now moved up to start massaging his chest as suddenly Alaria had slipped Matthew into her.

"Oh," she said in mock surprise, "I wonder how that happened. Apologies, Honored One."

"Gee I wonder..." Matthew said smiling as she started riding him. Her groans were loud as she really threw herself into it. She wasn't looking for a long fuck, this was about stress relief after all. Sani came up and started making out with the Honored One as Tiana inserted her index finger into Alaria's backdoor.

"Perfect," was all Alaria could say as she kept up the pace.

"What is going on in here?" was heard from the side where the Matron was standing. She indicated with her hands for everyone to keep their places. Alaria continued riding as she answered.

"Some stress relief for the Honored One, Matron."

"I see," she said coming closer, "seems to be working." She than took over for Sani in attending to Matthew's mouth. She also reached up and tweaked his nipple.

"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!!!!" erupted from Alaria. Matthew went at the same time, squirting his seed deep into her which only intensified her own orgasm. They were breathing heavily as they came down from their massage.

"Thank you, Honored One," Alaria said as she slid off of him.

"You betcha," was all he could get out as he sat up.

"I can see you're settling in quite well," Blana said with a smile.

"I had help," Matthew responded indicating toward his entourage who smiled and bowed slightly.

"I wanted to remind you about the banquet tonight and see if you needed another trip to the springs beforehand." Covered in sweat, it was probably warranted.

"Probably a good idea," Matthew said sitting up.

"Walk with me, Matthew," extending her hand out to be taken in escort. Matthew took it and both sets of attendants followed them.

The house had its own spring cave separate from the others around the island and Blana led him down the path to where it was. It seemed no different from the other one's other than it was more isolated and private. It seemed larger than the other one that Matthew had seen, like it could easily accommodate 50 people with no issue.

All of them got in the water, its rejuvenating powers immediately beginning their work. Matthew's muscles seemed to both strengthen and relax all at once. It was incredibly soothing. For the others in the water, it was nothing new; they'd done it for thousands of years at this point. But it was interesting for them to see the effects on a newcomer.

"Soothing, is it not?" Blana said smiling at him.

"That's an understatement," as Matthew leaned back.

"It is good to soak in the sacred baths for rejuvenation, Honored One," Tiana explained. "Most sisters do it every couple of days, but considering how much work you will be undertaking, you may want to make some time every day."

"Indeed," the Matron added, emerging her whole body in the water.

Matthew started thinking for the first time about what he had committed himself to. An island of thousands of women who all wanted his cum. For most men, this is the fantasy they'd dreamed of.

Just wait until it's a reality, fuckers.

Matthew took some deep breaths to calm himself. The Matron saw this and came over to Matthew rubbing him on the arm.

"Do not worry, Matthew," she said soothingly, "it is not as if you will be asked to do this all in one day."

"Would be impressive though," came from one of the Matron's attendants. Everyone turned and looked at her. She just kinda shrugged and Matthew's attendants started laughing. Even Blana got in on it. Matthew just had a shallow smile.

"How long should I normally soak for you think?" Matthew asked to really anyone who would answer.

"Maybe 20 minutes to a half hour would be best, Honored One," Sani suggested. Everyone else seemed to nod in agreement with her. Matthew settled more into the water as Alaria moved behind him. She put more water on his head and ensured that he was totally covered in the healing bath.

"I can live with that," Matthew opined as he was now completely relaxed. The Matron's attendants began spreading water all over her body as well. It reminded Matthew almost like a hot tub at a friend's house or something. Just relaxing and enjoying the moment. After about 20 minutes, they all got out of the waters, the attendants ready with towels to dry of their charges.

"Sisters," The Matron began looking at Matthew's three attendants, "make sure the Honored One is ready for the banquet at low sun."

"Yes, Matron," the Honored Attendants answered all at once. Blana than moved closer to Matthew.

"I will see you there, Matthew," she said with a smile and a kiss on his cheek. She and her attendants went back to her rooms. Matthew and the girls than went back to their rooms and Matthew was escorted into the bathroom again. He noticed that the attendant in there was not the same one he had "encountered" previously.

"Sister," Tiana said to the washroom attendant, "we need to begin preparing for the banquet tonight."

"Yes, sister," the attendant replied as she left the room.

"Where is she going?" Matthew asked any one of his attendants.

"Get some more bathroom attendants to help us," Alaria explained. "We will help you, Honored One; and they will help us. As your attendants, we are expected to look our best as well. We are a reflection of yourself."

"But you guys always look good," Matthew added flirtingly. All three smiled at him.

"Thank you, Honored One," they all said again simultaneously with grins.

It's still a bit creepy when the talk at the same time.

The three of them went to work on his hair, trying to make it appear well managed. More attendants came in than and began work on some of the others. Their hair, obviously, requiring more time and attention. They also put an array of fragrances on him. Not cologne or perfume really, more oils and herbs, blended together.

"I hope this isn't seasoning me to be the main course," he said in jest, he hoped.

The room laughed. Sani came up behind Matthew.

"Are you really worried about that?" she said in a tone which was both playful and slightly concerned.

"Just making sure this isn't all too good to be true, a bit," Matthew said honestly.

"Is that what you think?" Sani asked a little more seriously.

"There is a part of me," Matthew admitted, "that wonders if all this is too good to be true."

Sani just looked at him and smiled.

"That is because you are a good man," she said with love and affection in her eyes. "That is why you are the Honored One." She gave Matthew a kiss on the cheek with that.

Everyone continued to get ready, the women with the hair and various neckwear. Matthew was looked over and made sure every hair on his body looked perfect. Once everyone seemed perfectly quaffed, they proceeded out.

Matthew followed his entourage, figuring they knew where they were going. Eventually they made their way to the great hall that they had been to the other day. He could hear a lot of activity outside of it as the Matron came up to him. She looked elegant and regal, more so than normal.

"You look wonderful, Matthew," she said embracing him.

"You too," he told her. She smiled at the complement. He noticed everyone around them.

"Is everything going to be 'pomp and circumstance' here on out?" he asked her. Blana looked confused by the question. "Is everything going to be so formal?" he asked clarifying himself. She smiled.

"There will always be some of that," she admitted, "but it will be easier to deal with over time. Remember, I have had thousands of years to get accustomed to this. I will be here to help you."

This made Matthew feel much better.

"It is time," one of the Matron's attendants told them. They looked at each other and felt ready. The Matron, for her part, was thankful to finally have a true partner in all of the formality & responsibility.

"Sisters!" one of the Matron's attendants announced to the hall. "The Matron and the Honored One!"

With that, the Matron took Matthew's hand and proceeded in. The hall was full of beautiful, naked sisters; similarly ornated as the girls who were with him. Matthew allowed Blana to guide him to where they were supposed to go. It was hard for him not to feel like they were a royal couple, allowing the nobles and peasantry to view them. They soon made their way to their seats next to each other.

"Sisters!" the Matron said getting the attention of the 100+ sisters in the hall. "We raise our glass tonight to Matthew, the Honored One," she declared. "The glorious times have finally come to our sisterhood, and it is beautiful. May his seed sprout a revitalized sisterhood that will sweep the world!!"

"Huzzah!" they proclaimed raising their glasses in toast. Matthew simply nodded and took his sip. The food came out than, all of it looking wonderful. They all indulged, but Matthew was careful not to stuff himself. Kanya than came up to him and Blana.

"That was a wonderful toast, Matron," she said semi-deferentially.

"Thank you, sister," Blana said with a smile.

"Are you enjoying the food, Honored One?" Matthew remembered that she was looking for redemption from her dismissal of him before.

"Yes, thank you," he said with as much warmth as he could muster.

"I do again want to apologize for my lack of respect toward you before."

"Don't worry about it," Matthew said dismissively, honestly having gotten over it.

"If there is anything I can do for you in repentance, please let me know," she said with a slight smile and almost a wink. Matthew nodded as she walked away, her bulbous ass demanding his visual attention.

"She wants to make sure you do not refuse her at some later date," Blana explained to him, leaning over and whispering.

"I can do that?" Matthew asked a bit surprised that he wasn't just a stud in the pasture.

"Of course," she replied. "You have to consent to any activity," she explained. "If someone has offended you or has committed a serious offence, you can refuse to couple with them. All joinings are ultimately up to you both."

Matthew nodded taking this new information in, until Blana whispered again.

"Except for tonight, of course," she said with a wicked grin. "Tonight, eventually, you are mine."

Matthew smiled at the comment.

"What tyranny," he said smilingly, Blana returning it in kind.

The feast was over and now a floor show was commencing. Several dancers came out and started doing choreographed dances on the main floor. They all seemed to be very sexual in nature; lots of thrusting, shaking, and attentions paid to their wombs.

More dancers, than entered but they were actually wearing something. Island made strap-ons. This got Matthew's immediate attention.

"What's going on?" he asked Blana.

"A fertility dance!" Blana said excitedly. "With the arrival of the Honored One, it was felt it was time to bring this offering back," she explained. "In the long-ago times, we performed this dance every spring to encourage coupling and harmonious conception."

Matthew was listening to her, but also couldn't take his eyes off the display that was in front of him. The women with phalluses were being dominated by the women without as the intricate display in front of them all continued. The phallused women soon took command back and took their respective partners and bent them all over. With impeccable choreography, they all sunk their false cocks into their respective partners at the same time.

They all let out a loud moan at this and the phallused partners went to work on them. They were sawing into them with relish and all the women on the receiving end were howling their approval with wet cunts. And most impressive of all, the thrusts were all synchronized too.

Matthew looked around at all the people and saw that most were watching this orgy while also eating, drinking and chatting. It amazed him that they could do all this with the best porn display he'd ever seen in front of their eyes. He decided to eat some of his plate while this was going on, so it didn't seem obvious. Blana noticed this.

"Enjoying the feast?" she said teasingly.

"Which one?" Matthew said only half-jokingly. Blana just gave him a sideways grin as they resumed their viewing.

The phallused ones were really laying into the receivers now, grabbing onto their hips and showing little mercy. Of course as far as Matthew could see, the girls weren't asking for any. The moans and groans from the floor show seemed loud enough to drown out every conversation, but to Matthew's surprise, many kept talking as casually enjoying the show. Blana kept trying to talk with Matthew, but he was really struggling to focus and hear.

"Matthew!" she yelled to get his attention. Matthew dutifully turned however to see her grin at him.

"Sorry," he said sheepishly. He even turned a bit red until Blana gave him a knowing grin.

"I understand, Matthew," she said looking out over the fucking, "so many women, so much love, so much sex. You may be the Honored One, but you are still a man." She added a wink to the last of it.

"Maybe I just need to ease into this," Matthew admitted, "after all, it's only been one day." It felt weird to say, but it was accurate. It had been less then 48 hours since he'd somehow arrived here and was now to be put out to stud.

The sounds from the floor show were getting louder as the women getting penetrated seemed to be cumming. Some were demure in the orgasms; others tested the decibel levels of jets landing. The ladies then all stood up, bowed to the Matron and the Honored One and departed the floor to a hail of cheers and clapping.

Suddenly, everything was like it was before the sex show. People were chatting and eating like it was a typical banquet. The ability of these people to separate the sexual aspects of this society from everything else was astonishing to Matthew. But then again, he figured that over a long enough period of time, anyone probably could.

"How often does all this happen?" Matthew asked Blana, clearly talking about the banquet and orgy he'd just witnessed.

"Normally only special occasions," Blana told him. "Normally we have a much smaller group for evening meals here."

Matthew nodded understandingly as he finished his meal. He was offered another glass of wine, but indicated he only wanted half. He wanted to keep his wits about him for whatever was to come. Blana smiled at him.

"Traditionally," Blana explained, "one woman is chosen at random at final meal to be with the Honored One. They are bathed and adorned in sacred lotions and oils. They are then presented for laying. This is all done by their own accord. Very few sisters, if any will refuse however."

So now they're going to deliver women to me.

"Normally it is a lottery that all women enter who you haven't spilled in. But tonight, I will choose one for you from the crowd here. I will also make sure that it's someone who does not mind if I join in later," she said with a wink. I gulped a bit as she stood up, getting the attention of the room.

"Sisters," she said with a matronly smile to all, "I hope you all have enjoyed your meal with us tonight. The Honored One and I are pleased that you all attended. Now shall be the time for the lottery."

Cheers erupted from around the hall. Many of the women now looked hungrily at the Honored One. You could almost smell the desire in the room. The Matron continued.

"I have decided that for this first lottery, I will make the selection from the sisters here gathered!" Cheers again erupted from the hall as Blana made her way to the main floor to look over everyone and make a selection. She seemed to look over every dutifully, though Matthew suspected that she had really already made her choice. She winked at Matthew as she came back to the dais.

"My selection will be," she said ramping up the drama, "Sister Kayna!"

Matthew was shocked. This is the woman who had been dismissive of him from the start and now he was supposed to fuck her? Kayna was clearly excited though as several attendants came to her and escorted her for her sacred anointments. The other girls clapped for her like they just lost an Oscar and were trying to be polite. Blana sat back down and stopped Matthew before he could ask.

"Matthew, I did what was necessary," she started to explain. "Most of the sisters knew that Kayna was the most opposed to your presence on the island. Once she realized who you truly were, she asked for forgiveness publicly. By choosing her and letting her vouch for you later, much will be gained."

He saw the logic behind it but wondered how awkward it would be to plow the woman that 24 hours ago hated his guts. Blana clearly saw he was still unsure about this.

"Trust me, Matthew," she said in an ironically matronly voice, "she is a wonderful lover," she said. He raised an eyebrow, but quickly realized she'd probably slept with every woman on the island at some point. Then he realized that he was probably heading for the same fate.

I really hope this island has a lot of caffeine.

Matthew's attendants led him to the cleaning pool for a quick once over. One of the pool attendants used her mouth to clean his dick but took it no further. They then all returned to the Honored One's rooms where Alaria gave him a strange looking drink.

"What's this?" Matthew inquired.

"It is an ancient mixture that was given to us by the Goddesses," Alaria explained. "It was said to promote virility among our men and increase their ability to get erect."

"I'm gonna need to make a mass order of that stuff then with everything else going on," he said only half-joking. His attendants all smiled as he drank the mixture. It actually tasted a lot like Red Bull, he thought.

Once it was down, the attendants all surrounded him and started gently massaging him, loosening his muscles for the event to come. They were careful not to overstimulate him, just tease him enough to awaken his loins and get him ready.​