Chapter 13

The next afternoon Jim came to Tammy's room. Tammy was lying in bed after a morning bath. She was naked, luxuriating in silky sheets, a breakfast tray on the bed with her. She was reading a comic book. Beside her, also naked, lay her personal servant, a ten-year-old girl named Emerald. Emerald was Oriental, slim, quiet. Tammy smiled an eager welcome as Jim entered. "Hi! Are you as tired as I am? That orgy last night ... "

Jim nodded. "I saw. Making you take that horse was really rotten!"

"Oh. Yes. After that, though. Number Six kept me almost all night, all to himself. I'll bet I sucked him off a dozen times."

"Yeah ... I saw you. You want to go out for a walk?" Jim glanced nervously at Emerald. "Without your slave."

There was a special undertone to Jim's voice that clued Tammy. "Oh-sure! Let me put something on." She hopped out of bed and went to her closet full of new clothes. Emerald went with her.

Five minutes later, Tammy and Jim were outside the mansion, walking hand in hand across the road in back of the big house. Tammy wore a bright orange microdress with a ruffled skirt that easily showed her matching panties. She didn't care about modesty. She had had little concern about it back home, and here on the Masters' island. Her cunt started to act up with her extended walking and body movement.

Jim waited until they were in the dune area. There was an air of suppressed excitement in his manner, more and more, as they walked into total privacy.

Tammy was panting lightly from a climax that she had managed to hide.

He finally blurted triumphantly, "I got a gun last night!"

"You did? Groovy! How?" A funny flutter came to Tammy's stomach.

"I sneaked out of the orgy last night when they set up Olga and the donkey. I knew that would attract all the attention. A donkey fucking a twelve-year-old in the throat! Jesus-these sex nuts-they've been so jaded after all these years ... Anyway, I told you I was friends with this dock guard. Last night he and some of the other guards were having their own little orgy with two of the kitchen girls. While he was fucking one of them I sneaked up and went into his room-each guard has a private room down there and stole his little automatic. He had it in his trunk. I saw it when he was showing me some of his Korean medals."

"Won't he know?"

"Naw. He's got his big .38 for guard duty. He never opens his trunk. He only opened it for me because I was curious about his medals."

Tammy asked, "Is it loaded-the automatic?"

"Sure! I've got it hidden down by the dock. All wrapped up and buried. Some orgy night we can slip out, I'll get the gun, we slip on board a boat-I've got one all picked out-and we get the drop on the guard, tie him up good, and we get away!"

"Won't they go after us?"

"Sure, they'll try, but I've got the fastest boat picked out! I'm not dumb!"

"Wow ... it sounds so easy." Tammy was uneasy. The woman Master's warning echoed in her mind. She had a shivery memory of the pain egg.

"The big thing was getting that gun! I'll bet nobody ever had a gun to try an escape with before." Jim was proud.

Tammy was breathing open-mouthed. They were on an upslope and each sliding step in the sand, each bend and twist of her body, brought exquisite touchings of the noded flesh walls in her cunt. Tammy found herself twisting sideways deliberately. A section was touching itself delightfully up near her cup. She quivered, eyes closed, for a few lush seconds.

"What's the matter?" Jim had stopped ahead of her and was looking back.

Tammy was still ashamed to admit the truth to him. He would be contemptuous. She said, "I'm not used to hiking like this!"

"Oh, yeah, you were kept in that hospital bed for so long, I guess your muscles got weak."

"I guess so. Can we sit down for a while?"

"Can you make it over to that clump of beach grass?"

A moment later Tammy sank down into the tall, thick clumps of reedlike grass. She crossed her legs to hide the wetness of her crotch. Her orange panties were dripping. Her cunt was alive with itchy desires again.

Jim settled down beside her. "The United States is only about two-hundred miles northeast of here. In a fast boat we could make it in maybe six hours ... like from midnight till six. One night."

Tammy caught some of his enthusiasm and confidence. "Then the government would have to investigate! I mean-just seeing you!" She impulsively reached over and squeezed the permanently stiff thickness of his fifteen inch prick, hidden under his belt and loose shirt. Tammy wanted Jim to fuck her.

Jim sensed her desire. He kissed her. His hand came to her open thighs and slid into her wet crotch. His fingers edged under the low waistband of her bikini panties and immediately sank into her slippery cunt.

Tammy tongued feverishly during the kiss. It seemed the most natural thing in the world for her now. She worked on his belt and opened his pants. She pushed his shirt up. His massive prick fell away from his chest like a toppling tree. It landed heavily across her naked lap. Tammy stroked it, clasping it with both hands, feather touching the nodes. She cradled the huge prick in her arms like a baby, nuzzling it with her face and kissing it lovingly. Tammy couldn't possibly take the large head into her mouth, but she licked it like a mother cat licks a newborn kitten.

Jim worked his hand deeper into her hot cunt. His fingers sought and found her nodes, in turn.

Tammy trembled with pleasure and brought shivers of pleasure to him. She gave herself to a kiss, then whispered in his ear, "Fuck me, Jimmy."

He caressed her swollen nipples and large, lust-rounded breasts. He said, "Take off your dress and lay on it. The sand-"

Her wet panties had picked up a coating of dry sand. Tammy stood, wriggled out of her panties, swiftly pulled off her dress and positioned herself on it. She drew her legs back till her knees were pressing into the soft, warm cushions of her breasts. "Fill me, Jimmy. Fill me up to the brim!"

He dropped the knobbed end of his giant prick into her flushed, juicy slit. He sank six inches into her. He was able to suckle her puffed, pink nipples in that position.

Tammy writhed. It was tantalizing, having only part of his massive prick, needing it all, yet loving having her nipples tongued and sucked. Then Jimmie reared forward and sank the thick length of his prick into her belly, stomach, chest! Up-up into her! Up into the center of her young body. Tammy groaned and shuddered with love-and completion. His prick had been made for her! Or she had been made for him!

Jimmy kissed her forehead. He lay buried in her. He gasped, "I feel like I'm one with you. There's so much of me in you ... it's like you're part of me."

Tammy smiled and nodded tremulously. "I-I want to be like this forever. Oh, Jimmy! Jimmy!" Her cup was filled with his glans, sparkling and hot and melting. Her whole body was reacting, part of the act of love. "We'll escape, Tammy! We'll get away!"

"Yes!"

Jim began a slow, deep fucking of her. "The next big orgy night!"

"Yes!" She was boiling honey inside.

"We'll get away from here or we'll die together!"

"YES! YES!" Tammy wept and shuddered into orgasm as Jim moved faster and harder! She frantically kissed his ear and neck. She held onto him with all her might.