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A Jog On The Beach

Part 1

Rebecca & Regina jogged down their private stretch of beach. It was late in the afternoon but the tropical sun was still high in the sky. Summers at the shore were wonderful. Long days filled with Sunshine. They jogged the half mile trek toward the jetty. The NO TRESPASSING SIGNS - PRIVATE BEACH were still in evidence at the top of the dunes, spaced along Shore Road by Sheriff Jimmy Fox. Rebecca smiled as she thought about the Sheriff back at her Beachouse.

Once passed the jetty they jogged a ways down the public beach. Couples on blankets waved as they jogged by. Rebecca felt Dennis's hands and mouth on her clit and was close to cuming...again. Dennis was another of the men who unlike the trespassers had rented the cottage next to her beachouse & was caught, spying on Regina & her friend, a peeping Tom who saw than just two young girl’s in bikini sunning poolside & now after being shrunk down to 3 inches was stuck in the gusset of her bikini bottoms licking & sucking her cunny & clit trying not to be sucked into her pussy where he'd drown. The little man knew what he must do to survive.

She glanced over at Regina and the look on her face was telling her that her little man was doing something right to, she could read Regina very well. Carl, a trespasser from the Mainland on a drunkin’ dare was in Regina's Bikini trying not to be sucked into the Blonde's hungry cunny. His legs had already been sucked inside & he was hanging onto wet slimy hairs fighting for his life. His legs rubbed against Regina's fat clit as he kicked.

The number of people on the beach was thinning out as they turned back toward the jetty & their private beach.
Suddenly both Ladies were assaulted with Catcalls coming from a large rubber Zodiac just off shore by the jetty. Four men, obviously drunk were fishing by the jetty & were making obscene remarks and vulgar hand jestures as the Women jogged by. The closer they got the louder and filthier the boys were.
Rebecca and Regina pulled up and stopped. Rebecca looked at Regina and smiled. Regina had come into her powers before returning from Europe & had been growing stronger all summer. Regina made a very suggestive come here hand gesture and the boys now whooping it up put down their poles and started paddling toward shore. Two of them fell from the boat into the surf they were so drunk.
The boys dragged the boat up onto the hardpack and started running toward Rebecca @ Regina. More of what appeared to be sexy come here jestures from Regina caused more drunken laughter from the men but it soon ended as they tripped and fell to the beach trying to get to the Women.
They soon realized that they wern't getting any closer and that they were tripping over their own clothes. The Girls soon started to appear bigger...much bigger. The four shrunken now naked men lay on their backs staring up at the two giant women.
Rebecca opened her fanny pack she had tied around her slim waist. She always carried it with her when she went down to the beach.
This wouldn't be the first time she came home with little treasures. Regina bent down to the trembling naked boys and scooped them up two at a time and dropped them into the pouch. The boys who were silent with awe before being scooped from the sand were now screaming.
Regina pulled the zipper, partially closing the top of the bag after dropping the last two inside. Rebecca patted the pouch & smiled then licked her lips as she slid the pack to her hip. The boys shorts & shirts soon disappeared with a wiggle of Rebecca's pretty nose.
That'll teach them to be rude to Women Rebecca said bringing a smile to Regina's lips. Anyway Hun, it seems your powers have finally peaked and it looks like we have more toys to play with she added and it's not even Christmas. Both ladies laughed.
Then remembering about the jog back they eached walked down to the water where the low tide had left so many small tide pools.
Rebecca shrunk down the boat to almost nothing and tossed it into the surf. It was now an unrecognizable lump as it disappeared from sight.

All alone now, both Women reached into their bikini bottoms and extracted their little sticky boys. They were both slick with their juices and were now gasping for air as Rebecca & Regina each dropped the little panty gusset liners into one of the tide pools letting them thrash around getting them clean for the swap. Both boys, dizzy from the fall wiped the slime from their faces. The cool water felt so good on their bodies but all to soon they were picked from the cool water and once again dropped screaming into the bikini bottoms of the ladies, this time trading places. Rebecca & Regina started they return, jogging back to their Beach House. The pouch at Rebecca's side bounced against her upper thigh as she jogged. The four boys were thrown against each other time and again, their naked bodies now slick with sweat from the heat. They weren't drunk anymore.

Part 2

The Girl's finally slowed to a walk & after a few minutes cooling down they began the walk up between the dunes & approached the back of their Beachouse. The swimming pools clear blue water looked inviting after their jog but that would have to wait for later.
Mitch & Tom, The two resident house slaves were in the pool. They looked at the two Women coming up from the beach & waited to see if they were to be summoned. Both young men had been employed at the Country Club working where needed, mostly around the golf course but on the day the black cloud rolled in from the ocean & covered the Island changing everyone's life forever, they had been working as Towel Boys around the outdoor swimming pool. Regina had been keeping an eye on both of them & knowing first hand what was about to happen she had brought them both to The Beachouse where she would keep them as Slaves for herself & Rebecca. Both young men had come to the Island for the Summer from the States but they would never be returning home again.
Frozen like statue's in the pool, their blue studded collars reflecting the bright sunlight, they watched the two tall Nordic Women go up onto the back patio & inside. Remembering to breathe now, they resumed their time to themselves knowing full well that they would be tending to the two Witches desires soon enough.
Both Mitch & Tom knew all too well the fate of most of the men on the Island & were happy to be where they were. Their blue slave collars with Rebecca's & Regina's names emblazoned on them gave them special status & they wouldn't do anything to change that. Slaves with blue collars were few & far between from what they had seen. A trip to the new Spa at the Club & anyone could see the misery that came to those with brown & yellow collars.

Pyewacket, Rebecca's Familiar was waiting at the back sliders to be let in. Regina loved that name, it was from an old movie, Bell, Book & Candle where the Witches familiar was named Pyewacket.
Regina picked up Pye and carried her in. Putting her down, the cat headed for her water dish and began lapping before laying down in her cat bed. The boys in the pouch now lay covered in their own sweat thankful that they were no longer being thrown against each other.

Dennis and Carl lay gasping, their bodies stuck to the gussets of the girl's Bikini bottoms. Carl's body was half sucked into Rebecca's sweaty pussy lips. He was thrashing in a panic fearful that he would be sucked in and die. Shrinkie’s were very tough & resilient but they had there limits.

Dennis lay in Regina's soaked gusset, gasping as he fought for air. Each breath rich with the smell of Regina's sweat covered pussy.
There was no panicing on his part. He, like Carl had been thru this many times before and he knew all too well that he was stuck fast to the gusset & tangled in the wet blond curls that grabbed at him like slimy fingers.

Once inside Rebecca walked into the kitchen and retreaving a large fish bowl from the cabinet dumped the four frightened males into it joining the one left over from there last trip down the beach. He was curled up in a fetal position & shaking in fear. Adding some tap water and stirring it with a giant finger telling the boys to clean themselves off. Placing the bowl on the coffee table in the living room she headed for the bathroom.

Both Regina & Rebecca meet in the bathroom where they both removed the little panty liners and cleaned them off in the sink. Regina took her little gusset slave and headed for the living room while Rebecca lifted the lid on the toilet. Still holding her little trespasser, she smiled down at the tear filled face of Sheriff Jimmy Foxx. Rebecca dangled the little man above the seat to show the Sheriff her new pet.
Rebecca put her slave on the vanity and removed her bikini bottoms. Turning her back to the toilet she dropped her ass onto the toilet seat, wiggling it to give Jimmy a good whiff. The plexi-glass toilet only had two slits, one on each side as the only means of ventilation. Jimmy's pleading and wimpering were music to Rebecca's ears. She so enjoyed his misery. Sheriff Foxx's brown collar which he only wore when in attendance at the Beachouse was fairly loose as not to inhibit his ability to swallow.
Reaching for her little slave she grabbed him and stood him on the toilet seat between her open legs. Carl heard her sigh & then the hissing sounds as Rebecca peed. The dark yellow stream gushed & He could smell the pungent aroma. The seat being so large and he so small he could see down at the face of the man as he groaned, the piss flowing into his open mouth. He was drinking the smelly piss, catching the stream in his mouth and swallowing without closing his mouth. He didn't miss a drop. He realized he couldn't see the man's body. It must be in a place hidden from view. Was he a perminant fixture? My God he thought, could this happen to me?
What Carl didn't know, what he was too small to see was the long wooden coffin like box the toilet was mounted on contained the body of the Slave. His body laying upon a sled & his head forced into the bowl. A toilet slave could be slid out for brief periods but.....yes, he was as permanent as that would allow spending most of the days and all of his nights locked in whenever Rebecca called on him...he was there for one reason only. He was her toilet Slave as well as Regina's. Rebecca owned him.

Rebecca then slid forward on the seat and using her fingers nudged Carl closer and closer until he was pushed against her pussy.
Carl desperatly clutched at the blonde curls, holding on, fearful of dropping into the toilet below.
'LICK' Rebecca shouted down at him. Carl, with his arms firmly entangled in Rebecca's wet pubes began licking. Rebecca's fingers nudged him again until his face was where she wanted it and that was pressed between her pussylips.
'LICK HARD' he heard from above as Rebecca threatened to flush him. Carl licked wildly between Rebecca's wet pussylips lapping up the piss drops and gagging, his hands gripping tightly to the blonde hairs entangling him.
As he heard Rebecca's moans mingled with sad cries for help from below the smell from Rebecca's sweat covered pussy took on a new scent.
He heard the grunts and gagging from below as Jimmy's open mouth caught the foul smelling rope of waste.
He licked harder and held on not wanting to drop down there as he heard the sounds of the poor man chewing and swallowing as he gagged it down. Carl was glad he couldn't see what he was hearing.

Rebecca sighed while her fingers pressed him in deeper, rubbing him against her clit as she fed a second and then a third lump of soft fudge into the sheriff's mouth below before finally cuming as she pushed his body deep into her pussy.
Carl was sucked into the wet folds sure he would die as her muscles contracted in orgasm around his body as she came. Sticky wetness filled his mouth as he tried to scream. Blackness set in as what little air he had in his lungs was forced out.
Above, Rebecca came down from her orgasm and remembering her little slave worked two fingers into her sopping wet pussy and gently pulled out her little Slaveboy. She held him in her palm where he began coughing, finally laying quietly and breathing in gulps of air.
Rebecca held him, letting him recover as she enjoyed Jimmy's tongue lapping away between her asscheeks, his warm tongue cleaning her, his tear streaked face pressed deep between her lucious cheeks. Cool tears against her hot skin.


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Part 3

Regina carried little Dennis into the livingroom where she saw the fishbowl sitting on the coffee table.r
To her surprise she saw Pyewacket up on the coffee table standing on her hind legs with one paw whipping around just over the lip of the bowl.
Pyewacket was hissing, and with claws extended was trying to reach in & catch one of the screaming men. The cries of terror from within the bowl could be heard loud and clear as Regina entered. Quickly Regina ran and scooped Pyewacket off the table and holding the cat as she stared down at the tiny men.
'Bad Pyewacket' Regina said several times, but not being able to surpress a smile even as Pyewacket now tried to grab Dennis who was still in Regina's other hand.
Regina dropped Pyewacket to the floor and the cat scampered out of the room.
'Maybe a snack later Pye honey' she told Pye as she scampered away, but only if you behave she added with a smile.

Dennis wasn't quite sure what Regina meant by that but it left a bad feeling in his gutt. Regina put Dennis on the table next to the bowl as she smiled down at the frightened men who seemed to have sobered up. Dennis saw that Carl was in the bowl with the new shrunken men.
Lucky I came in when I did Regina said to the still screaming men. Pyewacket would of gobbled you all up she added. The men were shaking, not from being naked in the cool water but surely frightened from what had just transpired.
Regina then stuck her index finger into the bowl asking who wants to come out? Just grab my finger if your cold and I'll put you someplace nice and warm.
The men scurried to the far end of the bowl splashing and falling over each other, afraid. If it was me Dennis thought, I'd be afraid knowing as he did that someplace warm wouldn't be very pleasant. But these men didn't know what he did but still tried to avoid Regina's urging.
But even Dennis was wrong and what he witnessed was a thousand times worse than being stuffed into her panty gusset.
Dennis saw Carl’s frightened face pressed against the glass looking up at him, eyes pleading for help.
Regina wiggled her finger saying C'Mon one of you or I'll just have to pick one of you myself.
The men were scrambling over each other as Regina's finger wiggled closer until one of the men stumbled backwards landing in the middle of the bowl. Regina pinned him with her finger and then extending another, picked the chubby man from the bowl.
'Oooooo a nice fat one' Regina said showing him her white teeth. She held him in her palm smiling down at the petrified man. The others in the bowl were banging their fists on the glass & screaming. Regina then picked him up by one arm and held him before her face. Extending her tongue she licked at his groin over and over. Looking up at this strange scene Dennis saw that the dangling boy, still frightened was getting hard, his cock standing as Regina kept licking and then to everyone's horror lifted him higher and as she tilted her head back she dropped the chubby man into her mouth.
Regina looked down and opened her mouth. His buddies could all see the man on hands and knees on Regina's tongue. Then closing her mouth she swished him around inside her mouth making yummy sounds and to everyone's horror she began chewing and chewing. Dennis's legs felt like rubber as he fell to the table top. He could hear feeble screams and then the poor man's bones being crunched. Then she swallowed several times as she kept chewing, rubbing her tummy. They all watched her throat as she swallowed, the screams of the men still in the bowl excited Regina. The last Dennis remembered before fainting away was her red tongue licking her lips.


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He was only out for a few seconds he suspected, because when he came to the bowl was gone, Regina having moved it to higher ground onto the fireplace mantle.
She was walking back toward Dennis, smiling as she scooped him up and began walking toward the back sliders overlooking the swimming pool out back & the blue ocean below. The two house slaves, Mitch & Tom were still enjoying the pool.
Regina heard her Mom walking into the livingroom holding her little gusset slave in her hand. Looking around Rebecca inquired about the fishbowl. Regina told her about finding Pyewacket trying to get herself a snack. They both laughed as Rebecca reached up to get the fishbowl.
When Rebecca noticed only four were in the bowl when they should of been five she looked at Regina pretending to be mad then smiling as Regina licked her lips.
'I was hungry & He was tasty Mom', Regina added.
Regina looked at the little slave Rebecca was holding. He looked to be in shock. Rebecca dropped Carl into the bowl, Regina did the same with Dennis.
Then Regina grabbed another of the new men from the beach and dangled him above her open mouth. The man was screaming after having witnessed his friend get eaten alive. Regina lowered the boy and licked him but didn't drop the screaming morsel in. Rebecca smiled and asked her what are you up too Girl? Regina whispered in her ear and they both laughed.

While Regina walked off heading for her room Rebecca looked over the men in the bowl. Dennis quickly scrambled away as Rebecca poked a finger at the three remaining little new trespassers from the beach.

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Part 4

Regina giggled as she poked a finger at the petrified little man dangling from her fingers. She asked him his name. Between sobs and Begging not to be eaten alive, he cried out his name.... Jesse.
Regina entered her room and tossed Jesse onto her bed. Jesse lay there watching the Giantess as she stripped out of her bikini.
He just sat there helpless and crying. What could he do? He had witnessed so much since he'd fallen under this witches spell and now she was standing at the foot of her bed staring down at him. She began talking.........Words...strange words. No---no not again he thought. Then the pain, grabbing his body like a closing fist. He rolled into a fetal position with hot stabbing pain shooting thru him and then nothing as he passed out.
When Jesse woke he was once again his normal size. Lying on his back in the middle of Regina's bed, he was tied down, his arms & legs cuffed & secured to the foot posts & headboard.
He tried moving from side to side but even with some play in his bindings he could barely move a finger. The spell had left him helpless. Even without the bindings he was weak but Regina wanted to have fun with him even as he recovered.
Regina sat beside him watching him. She had a look that put fear into his soul. Regina had a hand down into her crotch and the other holding her bikini bottom, the ones she had worn on her jog. Smiling, she pulled her hand free, the fingers glissening with her wetness.
Leaning in she brushed her wet fingers under his nose and then across his lips. He tried turning his head to avoid them but Regina pinched his nose shut, squeezing hard.
Jesse's mouth flew open and Regina pushed her slick fingers in & rubbed them on his tongue. Letting go of his nose he was soon breathing hard & felt betrayed as he felt his cock throb. He didn't want to be this weak, to be used like this, but he knew no matter how much he might try to fight it she would get what she wanted. When Regina pulled her fingers free she stuffed the crotch of the bikini into his mouth.

Regina quickly straddled him, facing his feet. She stayed poised above him while he weakly thrashed around again trying to get free. His resolve would soon weaken, he knew that but he had to try.
Jesse stared up at the wild tangle of Regina's wet blonde curls, the glissening pink lips & the dark valley between her asscheeks, her strong female aroma's capturing his will like a vice.
Regina smiled and reached for a pillow. She pushed it under his thrashing head, and slowly lowered her ass to his face capturing it between them. Jesse fought for a few seconds but when she told him to stop or she'd smother him he stopped & Regina settled gently onto his face feeling the coolness of his tears inside her asscheeks.

'Jesse' she said, breathe me in & lick deep between my cheeks till your tongue caress's my Rose.
Jesse cried instead of licking & Regina grabbed his testicles.
“I’m going to squeeze these until you begin sniffing & licking!”
His crying ceased, and he lay there, breathing shallow through his mouth, trying not to breathe through his nose. Regina didn’t sit down on his face full weight; instead, she positioned herself so that his nose was pressed against her anus as she gripped his balls & squeezed.
Jesse cried out in pain drawing deep breaths. Regina eased up on his face waiting for him to stop gagging.
“I want you to take five long deep breaths Slave, taste me thru your nose, so that you can start to get use to where you will be spending the next few hours. I haven’t showered today, and I'm a little ripe after my jog on the beach. Oh she added giggling. I think you know about that now don't you.
Jesse began to struggle but Regina’s hand tightened around his testicles and he shut his eyes and took the first deep breath.
“Louder, harder and longer Jesse, I want to feel your hot breath on my Rose.”
He sniffed harder and deeper, and wrinkled his nose as the smell started to creep into his lungs.
She was starting to enjoy herself and her imagination was running away with the possibilities, but she was enjoying the power she had over him. Her cunny was tingling with evil pleasure.

'Good Puppy' she told him as she felt his nose press against her sticky hole.
She stayed on top of him, moving her hips slightly to gently grind her ass against his face. She was really enjoying it. She loved the feeling of having him there. Soon the fight would go out of him and he would begin to worship her ass, but for now she was enjoying forcing him to her will.
She started to smile, she knew she would go further, and further with it, until she was completely satisfied and he was broken.
Once again she was in control, and her smile grew as she decided on what she would do next. Jesse took a deep breath as she heaved herself up and off him, but it was to be short lived.

She climbed off the bed and stood next to it staring into Jesse’s eyes as he snorted to try and get the strong, lingering smell out of his nostrils. He had stopped his retching, his nostrils flairing, his mouth gasping for air and the fear in his eyes just made Regina's pussy warm up even more.
She took her soiled bikini bottoms & pushed them into his open mouth telling him to suck them while she decided what to do with him next.
She watched his eyes as his mouth began sucking on them, tasting the pussy slime & sweat from her jog on the beach.

“You ready Jesse?, we are going to take this slow, get you used to it all ok?”
Straddling him again with her back facing him she lowered her ass to his face again slowly pulling her cheeks apart. This exposed her flawless rear entirely, and with her body in this position, her cheeks opened, Jesse stared up at the dark crevice.
I hope you enjoyed sniffing my flower Jesse. Soon your mouth will taste its rich dark treasure.
He began to shake his head trying to dislodge the bikini from his mouth.
Regina grabbed his balls and squeezed until tears came to his eyes and he stopped his protestations. She pulled the bikini from his mouth & Smiling, she looked at the sodden ball of material in her hand.
“Wow, you’ve done a good job of cleaning that Slave, I have a hamper full of soiled panties I might make you suck clean she added looking down at his mouth, that's if you survive that is.
'Hmmmmmmmmmm....I really should of used the Toilet Slave in the bathroom before coming in here' she said moving off him once again.

Jesse's eyes flared open as he turned his head & saw her pick something off the floor. Regina climbed back on straddling him again this time facing him. He could feel her wet pussy on his chest & when he looked up he saw she was holding & funnel.
'You must be thirsty after sucking my bikini Slave' she told him as she pushed the nipple of the funnel into his mouth. His eyes were pleading as she knelt up straddling the mouth of the funnel. Regina rubbed her flat tummy as she looked down on him.
'Don't you dare shake your head Slave, If you spill even a drop I'll rip your nuts from your body & feed them to Pyewacket'
The first squirt hit the side of the funnel & slid down into his mouth followed by a thin stream. Jesse felt his mouth filling as he fought the need to swallow. Regina watched the dark yellow piss begin to foam as it began to fill. Regina pinched his nose closed for a second & giggled when she heard him swallow. Regina watched his throat as he swallowed again & again.
'Good Toilet' she told him as she gripped a handful of his hair holding him steady as he gagged. A thin line of her wine slid out the side of his mouth but Regina didn't make good on her threat. With a little more practice he would become a good Toilet Slave.

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Part 5

Meanwhile back in the livingroom Rebecca slipped her bikini bottoms off and sat on the couch. She walked away for a few minutes and returned carrying a drink and two lenghts of rope. Setting them on the coffee table she stared down into the fishbowl. The shrunken men, one being Dennis scrambled to the far sides like there was someplace to hide........ There wasn't.
Rebecca reached in and grabbed Dennis while the others scrambled wildly. Dennis didn't try to get away, he knew what these men would learn if they lived that long...there was no escape. Holding him in her palm she spoke the strange words under her breath and as Dennis twisted in pain she placed him on the floor at her feet and watched his struggles as he grew and grew.
As he grew larger approching his normal size Rebecca stood and used the two lenghts of rope & tied each of his wrists to the legs of the couch. When he woke he found himself kneeling between Rebecca's open thighs, each arm outstreached and secured to the couch legs with his back against the coffee table. He found he could only move his body forward, deeper between the open thighs of Rebecca.
Rebecca grabbed him by the hair and guided his face between her naked thighs until his mouth was centered on her wet pussy.
Dennis didn't try to fight, he knew how futile it was and he began lapping away at Rebecca's sweaty pussy lips. While her pungent juices flowed into his mouth and her sour scent filled his nostrils, Rebecca leaned forward enough to reach into the bowl and fish out one of the remaining boys from the beach. She laughed as the others scurried away and tried climbing the glass in terror and then falling back making a splash into the water. Rebecca held the petrified man by his foot as he struggled. She made this low gutterral groan as she leaned back against the couch and opening her legs even wider placing her free hand on Dennis's head and started rocking her leaking pussy against his mouth. Feeling her orgasm approaching she dropped the struggling man into her mouth and quickly closing her mouth, tossed him about opening her mouth enough a few times to enjoy his screams. As her orgasm hit she flooded Dennis's mouth with her sticky juices and at the same time bit down on her little snack. As her orgasm rolled and rippled thru her she chewed and chewed the tiny snack and swallowed.
Dennis didn't know what had happened as he remained licking at Rebecca's pussy until she pulled his head away by his hair.
Dennis was sucking in much needed air as he turned his head to see Rebecca pick another one from the bowl. It was then that he saw that another one was gone. He shuddered suspecting what had happened to him.
Dennis knelt there and watched Rebecca dangle the screaming man above her open mouth when Pyewacket jumped up onto the couch and surprising Rebecca she dropped the little man and he fell to the rug below. The man started running away from the couch and stopped looking back only to see Pyewacket chasing after him. Pyewacket ran past the confused man and started creeping slowly towards him like cats do when hunting prey.
The man turned and started running back toward the couch as Pyewacket crept a little faster. Rebecca started laughing as she leaned down and called to the man to run, run faster as she laughed at this frightening scene. Dennis watched, he could do nothing to help the doomed man.
The man ran and ran heading back to Rebecca's beckoning hand when only inches away as Pyewacket pounced on him pinning him to the rug with her paw. Then hissing madly she grabbed his legs in her mouth and shook him. His blood curdling screams died slowly as Pyewacket tore apart the poor man and ate him alive. When she dashed off Rebecca was clapping and saying good girl Pye over and over.
All that was left was a red stain on the rug matching others under and around the coffee table.
Rebecca grabbed Dennis by the hair again and drew him back in. Only this time as she lay back against the cushions she raised both feet onto the seat cushions and sliding forward lowered Dennis's mouth to her ass. Rebecca closed her eyes and breathed a soft sigh as Dennis's tongue lapped around her ass and a much deeper sigh as his mouth sucked the bitter tasting residue out of her rose.
Rebecca eyed Carl, the lone man in the bowl, his face pressed against the glass. Sliding forward on the couch while keeping Dennis's mouth on her asshole she grabbed the lip of the fishbowl and placing it on the couch beside her she fished out the struggling man and without a word dropped him into her mouth. Goodbye lil trespasser she thought. As her orgasm hit she bit down hard again and again on her snack. Her mouth filled with blood and his sweet flesh as Dennis's mouth filled with her sweaty ass juices.
Rebecca surveyed the empty bowl as she swallowed. Between her golden thighs Dennis's head bobbed up & down with every lick. She would relax a little longer letting Dennis clean her ass & then maybe her & Regina could spend time in the pool with Mitch & Tom.
The Femina Island's
Part 6 – Dennis
Before the Black Cloud

I had crossed over to the island from the Mainland eager to spend the remainder of the summer in the beach house I had rented. I closed my small law office in Miami, the few cases I'd had being closed afforded me some well-deserved time off. I loved waking up to the sounds of the ocean every morning. My small apartment in Miami wasn't near the beach & the only sounds waking me were car horns, street traffic & the occasional gunfire.

The short hop from Miami to what everyone referred to as The Mainland was connected to the Island by a drawbridge. The feeling of freedom didn't really hit me till I drove across in my rental. The beach house was right on the shore, nothing between my back patio & the ocean but sandy dunes, tall sea grass & blue skies.

As instructed by the realty agent I found the keys hanging from a nail by the front door. I had to laugh. I guess crime wasn't a problem, at least break-in's anyway.

I unpacked quickly, thru on a pair of shorts & walked out back onto the small patio & took a deep breath of ocean air. Looking down thru the dunes I could see small boats out on the blue water & an empty beach but what caught my attention as I stepped down onto the warm sand was giggling coming from the large beach house next door. There was a poor excuse for a fence going partway down between the dunes. Old weathered boards mainly stuck in the sand at odd angles held by wire stapled to each other. Walking down I peeked between the rickety fence to the beach house next door.
The place was more like a mansion than a beachouse. The huge Olympic size pool dominated the back along with several tables with tall colorful umbrella's shading the odd looking high back chairs around them. Further down toward the back was a huge Cabana. They must have great cookout & pool parties I was thinking as I crouched behind the fence.

I felt like a peeping tom but I couldn't stop myself. The two young girl's sitting by the pool had caught my attention. It wasn't all because they were pretty, ok a little, but it was what they were doing, at least what I thought. The tall blonde was dangling something before her friends upturned face. The pretty brunette had her mouth open, her tongue sticking out making ahhhhh sounds as the blonde dropped what she was holding onto her tongue. Giggling, the brunette closed her mouth & began chewing. Removing my sunglasses I rubbed my eyes not sure of what I just saw.

The fact that it was alive wasn't all of what was scaring me. It looked like a tiny man, a naked squirming tiny man dangling from the blonde's fingers before she dropped him onto her friends tongue.
When I looked back they were both staring at me.
I knelt frozen in the warm sand. Like a deer caught in the headlights I couldn't move.
Turning away, they began giggling again when the blonde stood after picking another tiny man from the bowl they had between them & staring right at me she pulled the front of her bright yellow bikini bottoms away from her body & dangled the tiny wiggling man over the opening.
She smiled at me over the top of her red l****a sunglasses & then dropped the tiny man in.
'Ooooooooooooooooo' she moaned as she pressed her fingers against the outside of her bikini, staring right at me before sitting back down next to her friend.
I got up, stumbled & ran down toward the beach, their laughter following me every frantic step of the way. Down by the water I waded thru the tiny tide pools unaware I was alone on the whole beach. Unlike the public beach down passed the huge jetty that jutted out almost to the reef that protected this leeward side of the Island, only residents & renters like myself were allowed onto this private beach.

Walking toward the jetty I tried to tell myself I hadn't seen what I saw. I was a detective before I went to law school, a trained-observer,I knew what I saw but what really scared me was the way the blonde didn't try to hide what she was doing, the way she smiled then laughed. But it couldn’t be I tried telling myself.

I thought about the little man she had dropped into her bikini. I was getting hard under my cargo shorts. 'Christ what's wrong with me' I almost said aloud. Then I remembered the brunette, the little man she ate alive.
'Christ what's happening here' I had walked almost down to the jetty. The beach beyond the huge black rocks was crowded with people.
Beach umbrellas dotted the white sand, windbreakers, k**s flying kites, music & laughter.
I leaned against the huge black boulder, my feet sinking into the sand in the tiny waves as I tried to figure out what I should do...what could I do?
I looked up passed the dunes to the huge parking area. The heat coming off the cars in waves. The private beach sign high up in the dunes half hidden by tall sea grass just before the jetty. The red arrow pointing back to the private beach, my beach. I was sweating as much from the heat as from what I had seen..........thought I'd seen I told myself. I walked into the mild surf up to my waist & dove in. The water felt wonderful. It washed away the sweat from my body but did little to wash away what I had seen.

I remembered Jimmy Foxx, he was the local sheriff here on the Island. I met him in Miami once when I was a detective. A missing persons case. A Maimi man who had traveled to the Mainland & may have crossed over to the Island.
I remembered telling him what a great job he had. The Sheriff of a tropical paradise. He didn’t smile, didn’t react as you’d expect. His face took on a sad expression as he walked away.
Then I thought about what I would tell him I saw. I remembered listening to people who swore they had seen a UFO & how they were treated. How I tried not laughing in their faces as they told their stories as I wrote squiggles in my note book pretending to take their stories, the ridicule that followed them. Suddenly I knew just how they felt.

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Walking back down the beach I tried to gather my thoughts. Looking down as I walked, not seeing the two girls. 'Hi Mister Peeping Tom' the blonde said. I froze feeling my face flush. They both giggled. 'Like what you saw?' she added, her hand dropping to her bikini.
The yellow gusset of the blonde's bikini, it was moving.
'My Mother wants to meet you' the blonde said as they both began walking toward the jetty. I was still staring.
'Huh' I said as the blonde turned back facing me. 'You’re renting our cottage' she said. 'Mother always wants to meet you renters' she added turning & walking away.
I was covered in sweat again. I could feel it running down between my shoulder blades & pouring down into my eyes. I had never been so confused & afraid in my life.
I thought about packing up & getting the hell away from there. To hell with the two grand I had payed for the rental. I half ran down the deserted beach, a grown man scared of a young blonde girl imagining her Mother as I stumbled up thru the dunes. I never knew I was bleeding till I stopped to catch my breath. Bending, hands on my knees I saw the blood on my calves & ankles. I had walked thou some sea grass.
Sharp blades of grass that should of stung & I hadn't felt a thing.

'You should be more careful Dennis' I looked up to see a tall blonde Goddess sitting at the small table on my patio. A slightly older vision of the young girl who had me scared senseless. She wore a bright cannary yellow bikini like the young blonde. The same red heart shaped l****a sunglasses.
'You can call me Rebecca' she told me. 'You've already met my daughter Regina' she added holding out her hand.
Shaking her hand was like a mild static shock. I tried to pull my hand away but I couldn't. The sensation ran up my arm before she released my hand.
I was afraid to look down. Afraid to see something moving under the gusset of her bikini but her green eyes held me like a magnet.
'I always invite my new tenants over for dinner' she told me. Her emerald green eyes holding my gaze before she put her sunglasses on & walked down into the sand.
'Salt water is good for those nasty cuts Dennis' she said as she walked away. 'Sevenish' she added as she stepped thru a wider opening in the fence I hadn't seen earlier.

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