My Master

Excerpt:
Jessica had her luggage ready as the captain announced that they were at Kjonn Fengsel. Two days at sea had played a number on her stomach and she was eager to get on land. She stood on the deck of the beautiful ship. It was smaller than a normal cruise ship, but the service and accommodations were incredible. All the passengers seemed to keep to themselves, something that Jessica was grateful for.
Once on deck, she looked out over the small island. It was beautiful, but extremely isolated. “You look as nervous as I do,” a woman said. Jessica looked at the pleasant looking woman. She was taller than Jessica, a bit thinner, but had the prettiest golden hair Jessica had ever seen.
“Nervous?” Jessica replied.
“Yeah, who knows what to expect? Nobody on this boat is in a talkative mood. Oh, my name is Amy.”
“I’m Jessica.”
The captain announced that everyone should disembark. “Well here we go,” Amy said, leading the way. Jessica was confused by the woman’s nervousness. After all what was to be nervous about, it is only a vacation retreat.
Jessica walked down the ramp grateful her feet were finally on dry land. She looked up and saw four extremely attractive men waiting to greet the group. Off to the side four beautiful women also were greeting the group. One of the men gathered up Jessica and six other of the guest. “Please follow me,” he instructed. The man’s muscular skin was bronzed from the tropical sun. He moved with such grace as he led them into the jungle. Jessica looked at his broad shoulders, her eyes traveled down the v of his back right to his tight firm bottom. Whoa, Jessica thought, soaking up his image.
“This way.” He turned around to the group of women. His voice was like sweet honey; his golden hair intensified his smile. He opened up the doors leading to a row of huts. “Each of you will have your own quarters. When you have put your things away, please come back here, and I will explain how things work.”
Jessica waited for the other women to choose their huts. It didn’t matter to her which one she had. She walked over to hers and went inside. “Wow,” she whispered. The room was larger than it appeared from the outside. A king-size canopy bed sat in the middle of the room. Jessica touched the fabric of the canopy. “Silk.” She was impressed. She placed her luggage down on the lush carpet in front of the bed. She ran her fingers over the light blue fabric of the rug. It was so soft and lush against her hands. The room was a sea of blues, from the two chairs to the settee. The soft brown of the desk and dresser warmed the room more. Jessica headed to the bathroom. “Oh yes.” She smiled looking at the large Jacuzzi tub that dominated the room. This room was also in shades of blue. “My favorite color again,” she said. There was a corner shower that was also a steam room. Very pleased with her accommodations she headed back to her beautiful host.
“I trust your rooms are to your liking,” he said. The women eagerly agreed. “Good, Master will be pleased.”
Master, Jessica thought.
“The rules are very simple. Master’s commands are law here. If you disobey, you will be punished. But, those who obey are nicely rewarded.” A sexy smile crossed his lips. “An open mind is a must. Pain can be pleasure and pleasure can be painful. But in no way will your life be in danger.”
“Excuse me, ah, what is your name?” Jessica asked. None of this made any sense to her.
“I am Rapture.”
“Well, Mr. Rapture.” Jessica was taken back when he grabbed her hand and kissed it softly.
“No formalities here, I am called Rapture.”
“Okay, I… don’t understand this whole Master thing.” Jessica looked as confused as she felt.
“Say my name.” He kissed her hand again. He hoped to ease the nervousness this little woman was obviously was feeling.
“Rapture, I don’t understand what you are talking about.” A puzzled look came across his face.
“Wait here,” he instructed Jessica. “The rest of you, I will show you the way to Master’s house.” Jessica watched the group of anxious women follow Rapture down a small path into the jungle.
“Oh, something isn’t right.” Jessica felt really uneasy. She paced the small courtyard waiting for Rapture to come back. Twenty minutes passed. “Maybe I could get back on the boat before it leaves,” she said, heading to her hut.
She had grabbed her luggage and headed for the door. “Where are you going?” Rapture’s honey voice said.
“To the boat,” she replied, looking at his magnificence. She couldn’t will her feet to move. Her eyes were locked on Rapture.
“That is not possible. Please sit down.” He motioned to the bed.
“Hey, I don’t know you,” she said, letting the luggage fall from her hands. The way he was looking at her was turning her whole body into jell-O.
“Ah, but you will,” he said, moving closer to her. Jessica’s heart raced as his masculine scent enveloped her. He was so close she could feel his body heat. Man, did he smell good. She put up her hands to stop him from coming any closer if that was possible. His body was almost touching hers any closer and... well she didn’t want to think about that.
“Look uh, Rapture. I am a married woman.” This stopped him in his tracks.
“You really don’t know what this place is, do you?” He moved away and brought a chair over for Jessica to sit on.
“Why don’t you enlighten me? My husband sent me here to rest and think about well, stuff. I don’t even know who this Master is.” That nagging little voice in her head told her she better sit down. This was going to be a whopper she bet.
Rapture placed his fingers gently to her lips. “This is Kjonn Fengsel, translated, means sex prison. Once you are dropped off by the boat you are here for a month.” Jessica’s eyes widened. “Your husband paid for you to be tutored by Master. This is often the case here. Husband or wife whichever comes here is taught to be more sexually open. Or people come here to explore themselves. He didn’t tell you this?”
Tears formed in Jessica’s eyes. How could Damon do this to her? That bastard. Rapture brought his finger to her eye and gently wiped away the tears that fell. He cradled her cheek with his other hand. His touch was so tender; Damon never touched her like this. She felt the warmth of his breath as he brought his lips to hers. Softly, he kissed her. The tears flowed from her eyes, she couldn’t stop them.
“Please, don’t cry.” Rapture took her in his arms and gently stroked her hair. Jessica accepted his touch and wrapped her arms around him, burying her face in his chest. Oh, Damon how could you. She held Rapture tight to her, and he continued to stroke her hair and back, trying to bring calm to her. This man she barely knew touched her the way she always wanted Damon to. “I must bring you to Master. It is almost time to begin. Are you okay?” Rapture said, looking into her tear stained eyes.
“Could I have a moment to compose myself?”
“Of course, I will wait for you outside.” Rapture sweetly kissed her lips before leaving.
Jessica went into the bathroom with her makeup case. She quickly fixed her makeup. She thought about her last conversation with Damon. “That bastard!’ she slammed her fist on the sink. She was stuck here for a month on an island full of sex-starved people. “Tutor me, huh!” She brushed her hair roughly. “Damn Damon, maybe if you kept your ass at home more.” The rage was starting to build in her. “I will meet this Master and explain things.” She decided looking at herself once more.
When she exited her hut, Rapture was indeed waiting for her. “You look beautiful. Master will be pleased.” He smiled.
“Thank you, well lead the way.” He offered her his arm; Jessica took it timidly and walked with him up the path. Her courage was beginning to fail her with each step they took.