It works perfectly

You hadn't realized before how hot it is to be in control like this. Your sexual experience with Jake from the very beginning was based on him being in control and teaching you what to do, but this feels like a whole new life. The memory of teasing the poor man last night is still fresh in your mind as is the image of Rati satisfying her needs on the young hunters she accosts in the woods. As you head for the waterfall it is easy to imagine that you are a beautiful goddess and you are luring this naïve lad into a sensual world of desire and lust.

Quicker than you remember the trip taking last time, you lead John to the pool by the waterfall and sit down by the edge of the water stretching out your legs so he can see their smooth golden skin. One of the things you learned from your now dead husband was the importance of shaving your legs regularly, so they are as smooth and hairless today as they were when you were still a teen. You see him staring at your feet, and hiding a smile you lift your sandaled feet into the air arch them gracefully as he stares.

"It will feel good to soak my feet in the cool water, I think I'm getting blisters from all this walking." The poor boy doesn't have a chance and he kneels by your side, reverently pulling off the sturdy sandals. John's fingers feel as strong as you hoped as he gently rubs your feet. He is trying to be subtle, but it is clear that the young man is all but worshiping your feet and long after his initial examination is over, he continues to massage your sore feet.

"They look fine, Ma'am." He stammers and lifts a handful of cool water to washing the bits of grime that had settled between her toes. The way his fingers work between your toes has your juices flowing, and unless something very strange happens, you fully expect this encounter to end in a most satisfying climax.

"That's nice, John." You encourage him as he works at massaging the arch of your right foot. You decide to test the waters a little to make sure that this is going the way you want it to. "I think I'll have you wash my feet like this every night."

"Yes, Ma'am, it would be my pleasure." John is clearly excited by having your feet in his hand, and you can't wait to see his reaction to when you let him grope your ass and tits. Once again, the image of Rati comes to your mind, and you wonder how she'd take this earnest young man and put him to good use. You lean back and lift your feet into his lap, encouraging him to get bolder with his hands. It does not take long before he is tubbing your calves and then even higher on your spread legs until his hands have reached above your knees and he is caressing your thighs.

"What do you think you are doing young man?" You demand sternly, as you hide the smile that keeps teasing at your lips. You stare at the startled young man who clearly has little if any experience with women. If he's not a virgin, he must be almost that innocent because you see his eyes widen in alarm at being caught his hand in the cookie jar. He looks for all the world like a naughty schoolboy and you have to resist the urge to take him over your lap and spank his beautiful backside.

Of course, what you really want is not to spank the young man but to have and control him as your own personal boy-toy on this idyllic uninhabited island. More than once, Jake would take you off on these little jaunts and pretend that he was the king of an island nation and that you were one of the many young women brought to him as wives. What if you were the queen of this island and John here was brought to serve you as you wanted ...

You, have to shake away the mental image of five half naked men bowing at your feet and turn your attention back to John who is stammering out his response.