Registration

After the main flight was completed, the two transferred to a smaller chartered flight that took another hour and a half. Once that was done they were greeted by a driver who loaded them and their luggage into a jeep for the final drive to the main hotel. It was only a five minute drive but, after all that time in the cramped confines of an airplane, the rush of open air against Danny's face felt like heaven for the short time that it lasted.

Once at the hotel they were quickly guided towards the desk where the clerks signed them in and then the two of them were escorted to a private cubicle so that Danny's registration could be completed. Already inside the cubicle was a darkly tanned woman with long brown hair, dressed in a business suit that somehow still managed to accentuate her cleavage and hips, as well as draw attention to the silver necklace with a red jewel in the center that was around her throat. "Welcome back, Miss Arakaki," she said, nodding to Reiko before doing the same towards Danny, "And welcome Mr. Mullan. My name is Amy Whitson and I'll be finishing your orientation so the two of you can get to everything Freedonia offers its guests."

Amy indicated for the two of them to sit and once they did so, she launched into what sounded like the kind of per-prepared speech one would normally hear from any resort, "We offer a range of activities, from various water sports to golf, tennis and horseback riding, as well as a fully equipped fitness center. There are, of course several restaurants and numerous bars scattered throughout the property, all of which are included in your fee. You are here on the Gold package, which allows you access to all of these amenities and activities at no extra charge."

After a pause to give the two of them a chance to ask any questions, she continued, "Now to our most unique element. All women at the resort, which comprises the entire island, are yours for the taking, providing their availability indicators are green." She tapped her necklace. "When these are red, the woman is unavailable, and if you were to take her without her consent there would be serious repercussions, up to and including expulsion from the resort and a possible lifetime ban. Green stone mean that she is free to be used, in any way that does not result in permanent or serious harm."

Danny still could not believe this was real, or even operating legally. He knew that the island was technically an independent nation and could thus work under its own laws. He also knew there were plenty of sex workers who did such work in a consensual manner, but enough to staff an entire resort? Though the fact that there were rules and all the women were not open season twenty-four seven, was strangely reassuring.

"This includes both staff and guests. Many of our lady guests come here for the adventure, or to fulfill a fantasy. Our female staff--"

"Wait what?!" Danny suddenly interrupted, looking over at Reiko in concern.

"Don't worry," Reiko said with a sly smile, patting him on the knee, "Female guests have the option of controlling their own indicators. I usually prefer to keep mine red."

"Usually?"

She did not answer his question but turned to Amy as she said, "That reminds me. I paid quite handsomely for that exclusive feature, so I do hope it is ready."

"Ah, yes, it is Miss Arakaki," Amy said, recovering from the disruption of her speech as she reached under her desk and pulled out two boxes, one thin and long, and the other small and square, as she said, "Most lady guests have control over their indicators, although some opt for remote activation. Female staff, all selected for their physical attributes as well as engaging personalities," Danny thought she flashed him a flirtatious smile but, somehow, that felt part of a routine as well, "are all governed by a random selection over which they have no control."

"So it's an RNG based system?" Danny asked, the curiosity of the computer nerd part of him being aroused, "Doesn't that run the risk of the same woman being selected for multiple sessions in a row and some going an extended period without being selected at all?"

Once again caught off guard by the unexpected interruption, Amy fumbled for a moment before replying, "I am not a computer expert so I cannot speak to the exact nature of the programing but, as I understand it, the system is designed to ensure each female employee does not exceed a certain amount of hours per day and the work is spread about fairly."

Danny muttered to himself, "So it's probably a percentage system with a disqualifying element if a time value is exceeded... I guess that's fair..."

Reiko giggled as she placed her hand back on his knee, resting it there as she drummed her fingers against his kneecap, "Darling, please. I know this kind of thing interests you but we're here for a vacation. To relax."

"Sorry..."

"It's fine," Reiko replied with a playful smirk, "But maybe we could see about having a... service tech, visit us later."

"That said," Amy interjected, once more trying to retake control of the conversation, "there are some areas of the resort where indicators are always red, regardless of the wearer's desire. The registration area, all restaurants and some bars, as well as a few other locations. We find it difficult to serve guests dinner or get them registered if someone has a cock buried in us."

"JUST a cock?" Reiko asked with playfully raised eyebrow.

"Or whatever means of sexual stimulation they prefer to engage in, of course" Amy replied, this time throwing a wink in Reiko's direction.

"So what was that about an 'exclusive feature'?" Danny asked.

"Miss Arakaki has requested that she explain the details herself later," Amy said as she handed him the smaller of the two boxes and the larger of them to Reiko, "and that you are not to open this box until then."

Looking over at Reiko, Danny watched as she opened her box to reveal the same kind of necklace Amy was wearing, as well as a bracelet with the same kind of red jewel in the center. She snapped both into place with what was, to Danny's ears, disturbingly loud clicks.

"So if anyone has those things on," Danny asked, "it's pretty much saying you consent to a guy doing whatever they want?"

"Correct, Mr. Mullan," Amy replied, "everything is consensual here although there are some staff members who are excellent actresses and can play the helpless **** victim, should that be to your taste. I'm one of them, by the way."

Reiko, seeing Danny's growing discomfort, moved her hand from his knee so that she could wrap her arms around his waist. "Don't worry," she purred in his ear, "Before I came here for the first time, I made sure that it is made abundantly clear to any potential staff what is expected of them and their acceptance is in no way ****. It's all role-play."

Another comforting hug later, which included an extra tight press of her breasts against his arm, and he sighed, "I guess I understand. Hope they sell a lot of condoms here at least."

"All of our girls are on birth control, as most of our guests prefer to go bareback," Amy threw in, "but if you want want condoms, you can get them from the front desk or the medical clinic. Everyone on the island, including the guests, have been tested for STDs. We are very cautious and would like our guests and staff to be healthy and return again in the future. And if you happen to especially enjoy one of our women, please remember the number on her necklace so you can tip her."

With that, and signing a contract saying they both understood what had been explained to them, the registration ended and Reiko wasted little time leading Danny towards their room. All along the way, Danny could only think about the necklace around her neck... and what was in the box he had been given.