Eat the berries.

Stooping down, you pick a handful of berries and continue on your way. You slowly roll one back and forth between your fingers and examine the petite pink fruit a second time before shrugging your shoulders and popping it into your mouth. It's actually good. Like really good. A touch sweet but that doesn't take away the fact that they are just fantastic. Your rumbling tummy cries out for another and you readily oblige. One after another, you swallow the sweet fruits until your hand runs empty. It was a great treat but what you wouldn't give for more of them. You'll have to keep your eyes open for more of them. With your mind no longer focused on the scrumptious treat, you notice a feeling you hadn't had there a minute ago. A warm tingly sensation is radiating from between your legs and with a dumbfounded feeling you ask yourself why you're so turned on. Nothing about this island or the situation you're in has been sexy in really anyway, but here you are needing to find relief for the fire burning between your thighs. Fighting this feeling is a losing battle and the more you try to ignore it, the more abundantly clear that becomes. Finally you cannot continue on anymore without handling this first.

"Just a quickie and then I'll get going," is your mindset as you find a nice large tree to support yourself with and begin stripping down. You barely have time to undo your belt before your hand dives into your panties. Masturbating has never felt so good before. Every touch and caress is like magic and you can't get enough. Soon your free hand finds its way to your chest and begin playing with your breast to increase the stimulation. With fingers flying and moans mounting, you climax. The power of this orgasm is like nothing you've ever felt before as your vision swims and every muscle you have contracts. As soon as its over, you feel the burning sensation in your crotch all over again. Round two begins before you even have time to think, and this one is even more wild than the first. You can't even control yourself anymore, as you being moaning like a bitch in heat. Your mind can't focus on anything the intense pleasure you're feeling and suddenly your climax hits again. The cycle repeats itself again and again as you can't bring yourself to stop. During the fourth or fifth orgasm, your eyes shoot open and you're stunned to see someone starring back at you. She is beautiful and strong. Her hair is done in a braid that falls over her shoulder and her eyes are filled with a hungry lust.

"Ate the Shiga berries, didn't you?" is her question and you can only nod in response as you begin fingering yourself again.

"What's a cutie like you doing out here without your mistress?" she inquires. Your confused look and mumbled response give her all the answer she needs.

"No mistress? No way," is her answer as she decides to take matters into her own hands. She grabs you by the shoulders and quickly spins you around, face first against the tree bark. Her hand finds the hem of your pants and quickly pulls them down passed your ass cheeks.

"No collar, no mark. So you're not some runaway, that makes you finder's keepers," she says more to herself than to you. With the lust still filling your mind, you can't formulate a question or stop fingering yourself long enough to resist as she places you on her strong shoulders and carries you deeper into the forest. After just a minute or so, you enter a clearing with a cottage and attached garden. At least that answer's how she found you. As she carries you into the cottage, your body and mind start to tire from the nonstop barrage of orgasms. The mystery woman places you on a bed in a small room and looks at your tired form as the afterglow sets in.

"All tired out huh? Fine, I need to get your registration in order, anyway," she concludes.

"Regis... what? What are you...?" is all you can muster in your well fucked state.

"I'll have Lindsay look after you until I get everything squared away. Get some rest, you're going to need it," she added ominously before closing the door and locking it with a clear click of the lock. With no other exits and nothing else to do, you strip out of your still damp clothes and collapse into the bed and drift off to sleep.