Camila protests

Johnathan unzipped his board shorts and pulled out his penis. "Let me be the first to properly welcome you to Freedonia. Why don't you get on your knees?"

"I'll never touch you, gringo." Camila's eyes harden.

"Ohhh, she wants to play the victim? I can do that." He pointed to the ground at his feet. "Get over here and suck me off, you filthy whore."

Camila spit at his feet. "Go to hell."

"One second, sir." Ellie said. She roughly grabbed Camila and yanked her away from Johnathan. "Are you playing around here? You need to do what he says, your necklace is green," she whispered.

"I will not be his whore."

"When that necklace is green, you're everyone's whore." Ellie looked at Camila's confused and angry face. "I can be your friend, girl, but I am not your accomplice." She grabbed Camila by the shoulders. The American was taller and stronger than her and it put fear in Camila's eyes again. "You go over there and suck that guy's dick or I'm going to hold you down and let him take whatever he wants. You are not screwing this up for me."

Camila couldn't push it any farther. Under Ellie's bubbly demeanor was cold steel.

"Okay," Camila finally nodded.

Ellie's smile came back. "Go get him, tiger." She lightly shoved Camila at him.

Johnathan was waiting there, his hands on his hips and his cock hanging out. Camila sank to her knees in the sand in front of him.

"That's more like it," he said.

Camila touched him gently, as if it would bite her. She took his head into her mouth and licked the tip to get it hard.

"I love it when a new girl comes to the island," Johnathan said, patting Camila's head. "She brings new moves with her." He let out a moan as Camila worked him.

"I always love to learn a new trick!" Ellie giggled.

"If your collar was green I'd have you two both learning it right now," he said. "But I love having you watch anyway."

Camila's cheeks flushed as Ellie got in close to observe. She tried to pump his cock with her hands to speed things along. The faster this pig spilled his seed, the sooner she could try to forget it.

"Ooohhhhh, she's not holding back..." Johnathan gasped.

When his cum shot into her mouth, Camila was reminded of one of Gabriela's fiery speeches in the dining room of her small apartment.

"We have choked on these lies too long! We will no longer swallow their excuses! It's better to live on your feet than to die on your knees!" she loved to say, firing Camila up for their next demonstration.

Camila spat his cum into the sand. This time it was no act of defiance but one of defeat.

"I'm gonna keep an eye on you," he chuckled, tucking his penis away and continuing down the beach. "You've got real potential."