During the pre-internet days of the 1980′s, the BDSM community was active on what were then called BBS services. As these were text-only based, they became popular with amateur authors who “published” their writings for the enjoyment of other members, but did not want to have their name associated with the content. “The Island” is a charming example of this type of steamy writing in the spirit of the film “Swept Away” that Wasteland has preserved from its early days..
Dorinda was frantic. The cords that Terry had lovingly cinched upon her wrists hurt. They told her she was captive. Thrall to Mike’s wishes. She still bore the leash upon her neck. She knew he was glorying his importance.
“I know you lick each others cunts,” he said affably as though it was a matter best disposed of.
“Let her go,” Dorinda said hopelessly. “I’ll obey you now.”
“Too late, honey,” Mike guffawed. “You had your chance. But thanks for bringing me this little turtle dove.” He looked at her bleakly. “You know what I’m gonna do to her, don’t you?”
Dorinda was silent. But she knew.
“I’m going to whip her and I’m going to fuck her to a fare thee well. When she starts to bore me I’ll hand her over to the boys.” He laughed in genuine pleasure at the dismay on the faces of his captives. “Do you both good you prissy bitches. Thought you had your cute little cunts locked up in a safety deposit, didn’t you? You’ll find different.” He winked at Dorinda. “You go to the boys right away. But first I’m going to toss you both in the brig to think about what lies ahead. At the end of the fun time I’ve got something really special planned.”
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