In hiding

You open your eyes when you hear the glass of ice tea being set down next to you, just in time to see the server walking away.

"Thanks, Manuel!" you call after him and he looks over his shoulder with a smile. You lift your sunglasses and look up at the clear blue skies and the occasional sea gull flying overhead. With the soothing sounds of the ocean nearby, you feel at peace. After a while, you reach for your drink from your deck chair and glance down at the 2 heads at your crotch and the nubile bodies they belong to, each leaning over from either side of the chair. The girl on the left with light brown skin and long frizzy hair is Sandra, an island native, while Lindsey on the right is an American PhD student on vacation. Both women are taking turns sucking and lick your cock, although at a very leisurely pace that keeps you aroused, but not enough to cum just yet. You're in no rush, of course, since you've lost track of how many times you've fucked either of the women, not to mention a few others on the island from time to time.

It's been 2 months since you had fled the hospital. After teleporting around a few times, you had finally settled on this little traveled island. With the power of your magic rings, you had easily carved out some space for yourself on the luxury resort on the island, and you live here now, treated like a king. In fact, Sandra is Manuel's cousin, the server who would do anything you command because he's under the spell of your mind control ring, as are countless others on the island.

A loud horn in the distance makes you sit up. It indicates the once-a-day ferry from the mainland making its approach to the island, the same ferry that had brought Lindsey here a week ago. Grinning, you tell the women to stop pleasuring you and you get up, putting on a pair of swimming trunks for appearances, before walking to the pier to greet the ferry. Most days, it was just locals traveling to and fro the mainland for business or personal reasons, but sometimes the ferry brings tourists like Lindsey, and you're starting to get tired of the PhD candidate, eager for some new meat.