To the Hotel

Soon after, you were able to shake yourself out of your bewilderment and walked over to the front desk, where the woman manning it understood your situation and called a cab for you, and a map of the island. She acted like it was a daily occurrence, that people were just taken prisoner and hauled off who knows where. Maybe it was.

Ten minutes later you hopped into the cab with your and your mothers bags in the trunk.

“It’s too bad your **** was naughty, you could have got a free fare for the ride.” The driver chuckled.

“Huh? What do you mean?” You asked confused.

“New to the island huh? Yea, on this island you can obviously pay for everything with cash or credit, but some people will happily trade favors from a ****.”

“Do you mean…?”

“Yup, sexual favors. I’ve already had someone do that today, had a business guy have his bleach blonde bimbo of a wife give me road head. Gotta love this island.” the driver said smirking at you through the rear view mirror.

“What’s your lady like? Sexy? Give good head?”

“I uhhhh…ummmm…” you stammered, not really wanting to think about your mom like that, but the image of her sucking your dick still crossed your mind for a moment before you shook the thought from your mind.

“Alright, keep your secrets.” The driver chuckled again.

You arrived at the hotel a few minutes later. You checked in and headed upstairs. Your room was nothing short of breathtaking. For such a cheap, well monetarily cheap cost, the room was like a palace to you. A large sitting room with a huge flat screen tv hanging from the wall and expensive looking furniture greeted you. A separate room held the kitchen, every appliance looked brand new and could easily be mistaken for the kitchen of a mansion, the refrigerator was stocked to the brim with food and drinks, if you wanted you wouldn’t even need to leave the hotel. A third room held a small swimming pool and a hot tub, the walls held large windows overlooking the beautiful island below, and there were marble columns holding the high ceilings. The bathroom had a large bath that could easily hold several people. Your mother would love that, when she was released…Walking into the bedroom you saw it held similar large windows to the pool room, with an amazing view of the beach and ocean, a king sized bed sat against the middle of the wall, the sheets made of silk.

There was a large wardrobe near the opposite wall of the bedroom, you walked toward it figuring you could hang up some of your clothes only to find it full. You stared in shock as it held anything you could imagine you’d need for a night of kinky sexual pleasure. BDSM toys, hand cuffs, gags, paddles, chastity devices, masks, anal toys, vibrators, lube, even several roleplay style outfits hung from the hangers.

‘This island is for real then.’ You thought to yourself, looking at all the toys, ‘at least that probably means they will return mom and she wasn’t just kidnapped.’ you were still worried, where was she right now? Was she alright? What were they doing to her. The guard had said she would be punished and trained. What did that mean?

You decided to look over the pamphlet the guard had given you. Inside you found a lot of tips for how a master should treat their ****. It had examples of ways to humiliate a ****. It also had mantras you could have your **** repeat over and over to reinforce their position in the world to themselves. You also saw a number printed for the front desk, where you could call and get the collar a **** had on customized, you could get larger ones, heavier ones, or you could get them tightened so the **** is more aware of it and her submission. On the last page it held some rules and laws for the island. One caught your eye and made you nervous. If a master was considered inattentive, and lenient on his ****, a **** could be removed from his care and said **** would either be given to another guest or put into service of the island. It didn’t say if they would be freed at the end of your scheduled stay.

You put the pamphlet down and you picked up the detailed map of the island the woman at the airport had given you. You noticed several restaurants and bars you’d like to try, there was a small water park on the other side of the island, and many trails for hiking.