"The Arrival: Welcome, guest!" 

by littlemissjazz 


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[Sound of waves crashing against the shore and seagulls squawking] 


[Sound of cane tapping] 


(gasps in delight) Ah, there she is! (chuckles devilishly) Over seven hours on a private plane and you still look ravishing as ever. (laughs) Oh, forgive me. I meant beautiful. You’ll have to bear with me here. When it comes to gorgeous women, I cannot seem to keep my filter closed off, but if it makes you feel uncomfortable, please let me know so. 


[a slight pause] Oh...so it’s been a long time since anyone has complimented you so, eh? Well, your friend did inform me in her email that you just got out of a bad relationship and your dating journey hasn’t been too eventful either. 


(gasps) Oh, where are my manners? Forgive me! I guess it’s this hot Carribean sun doing tricks to my head. The heat here can sneak up on you at times, but you’ll get used to it. 


(clears throat) Anyways, my name is Mr. Wise. You can just call me Wise for short. Without further ado, welcome to Pleasure Island! Where all of your deepest fantasies and desires come true. I will be your host for as long as you are here to stay and I am also the keeper of this island. My duty is to make sure every guest is comfortable and every employee who works here treats the guests with the utmost respect and gives them all the pleasure they could possibly want. 


[in a deeper, sexual tone] Because that is what this island is for; endless pleasure. 


[a slight pause] (laughs wryly) No, my dear guest, it is NOT at all like that death trap known as Fantasy Island. I’ve been trying my hardest to get people to stop going to that place for ages now. (scoffs in disgust) You know I was the one who found that island first? And then that old conviving, live-spotted dick bastard decided to take it right off my hands. There is a reason why people do not leave, my dear guest. It’s because Mr. Roarke doesn’t let them. I cannot say much more, but just know that all of that “fantasy” bullshit on that island are nothing but manipulative mind games Roarke uses to put money in his pocket. He doesn’t care about the people who visit. 


Me however? I do. That is why Roarke and I have been chin to chin for so long. Because people love it here. (hums with laughter) Especially the women. Here, you can dip your feet in the clearest Carribean waters, enjoy a nice drink or a massage, dance in the moonlight and experience the tip of ecstasy in safe ways by my employees. Here, we treat every guest with the same respect. It is a judgment-free zone. Whatever gets you off, we will give it to you and see that you enjoy yourself. You can explore your desires as freely as you wish. 


Speaking of desires, we must talk about yours. Come, walk with me to my office. It’s right across the bridge. Here, let me give you my arm. 


[Sound of footsteps walking across creaky wood] 


I meant to ask you how your flight was. Did you enjoy the complimentary champagne? [a slight pause as the listener answers] I try to make my guests as comfortable as possible, especially since you are the only one that was flown in today. (gasps in concern) You must be so tired! Let’s move quickly so one of my guards can show you to your room. I think you’ll enjoy the floor you’re staying on. (chuckles secretively) 


[a slight pause as the listener points out your secretive smile] My smile? Oh, it’s nothing, darling. I just cannot wait for you to discover more of my island is all. 


[Sound of door creaking open] 


Here we are. (sighs) Have a seat, my dear. Now let me just get this laptop on… The WiFi on this island can go in and out sometimes. 


Alright, here we are! Alright now. So I must ask you, my dear guest...what gets you off? (laughs in delight) Oh, that blush! It’s so cute! My need to be shy, my dear. This is a part of my work. It is my duty to make sure my guests are comfortable with their stay and they get exactly what they are wishing for. So I have to know from your mouth only what is your fantasy? What do you sexually desire? 


[a slight pause as the listener tells you it’s none of your business] (chuckles) Oooh, snippy now, eh? But it is my business, my dear. Here, let me bring up your friend’s email. 


[a slight pause] Yes, yes, I know she sent you here because she is worried about you. And rightfully so! Darling, you just got out of a very bad 5-year relationship. Not to mention the dating scene for you hasn’t been that genuine. You are tired, emotionally drained and sexually frustrated. All of this can take a toll on a person. And some are afraid to explore their fantasies. Their deepest, darkest desires, whether they be as basic as vanilla or as hardcore as S&M. I created this island just for that. 


[in a smoother tone of voice] So, I’ll ask you again and I expect an answer from you...what’s your fantasy, pretty lady? [a slight pause as the listener refuses to answer] (chuckles) Nothing? You play some hard ball, my dear! Well, if you’re not going to be honest, I’ll just tell you what your friend informed me of. (laughs as the listener’s eyes go wide with fear) 


According to her, one of your fantasies is that you wish to be seduced. You want the roses, the candles, the pampering and sensuality. You wish to be desired, for a man to make you feel sexy and desired. You wish for a man to fulfill your every wish in your bedroom or his, slowly thrust his **** inside of you, never going too fast or too slow. You want him to look at you, to keep you cumming with every lash of his tongue, every thrust of his hips and fingers. You wish for endless pleasure. 


(laughs as the listener blushes) Don’t be so embarrassed, my dear! Vanilla or not, it is what you desire. Don’t ever be ashamed. Sometimes humans just need a little love and affection. Nothing wrong with that. 


However, you also desire to be obeyed by a man. Usually, a man is the powerhouse; the dominant one in society. It’s always been this way. And with your current occupation, I’m guessing you deal with men quite a lot, listening to them, expecting you to obey their every word. You were the submissive one in your last relationship so it makes sense. You wish to have a man to obey you for a change. [in a darker, sexier tone of voice] You want to make them beg and plea for them to cum. Have them call you Mistress. Make you feel like you are in charge. That you own their heart...their soul...their ****...their cum. 


(chuckles darkly) There’s that blush again. This is going to be such fun. 


You also wish to be dominated, surprisingly enough. But then again, sometimes going about your life can be quite mundane and tiresome. You want someone to take care of you. You want to let go of all of those responsibilities and just please the man you’re with. You want a dominant man. One who knows you inside and out. Who will spank that pretty ass, bend you over the bed and take you for hours. Who will bust out the whips and the chains if you beg enough for it. Who will give you pleasure and not expect any in return because he gets off on seeing you writhe and beg to cum for him. You want to be taken into those arms and made to feel safe as he ***** you as hard or as slow as he wants, demanding you take it and knowing you’ll love every second of it. 


And finally...you want to be degraded. (laughs at the listener’s horrified face) That look on your face is hilarious! 


You’d be surprised how many women come here wishing to be called such vulgar names. I don’t take part in it myself, but I judge no one who does. (chuckles sexily) You cannot deny the way your ***** gets wet when a man holds you down with his **** inside of you as he calls you a “****-teasing whore”, can you, my dear? Of course, this is only if you are feeling up to exploring this kink. I have come to understand that it can be quite...intense. Especially the man I have in store of you. He takes his job very, VERY serious. But he’ll only do things with your consent. Every degrading name, every squeeze of his hand around your throat, every slap, fistful of your hair and thrust of his **** will be if you wish it. 


[in a smooth tone of voice] Do you wish it, darling? 


[a slight pause as the listener takes in your question] 


You don’t have to answer now. Depending on who you choose to spend your night with, and hopefully the rest of your visit here, it will be answer enough. Your side of the floor you are staying on is customized to fit your preferences and desires specifically. Meaning anything you like is right across the hall behind four doors. All you have to do is knock. 


(sighs) Well, it seems we have gotten everything out of the way. Oh, there’s my guard! He will take your bags and see you to your room. Have fun, my darling, and please ask me any other questions and tell me any concerns you have. I am never too busy to assist any of my guests here. 


And welcome to Pleasure Island. I do hope you enjoy your stay. (chuckles secretively) 


[Sound of the door closing] 


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