Yes, plenty of rest. Nijima inwardly smirked.

“That's right.” he confirmed his name. “You look too good for this bozo.”

“Hey!”

“Well,” Nijima checked his watch and did some quick calculations. “Oh, you still have a little time. I don't have to be back until two-ish.”

And with that he let her go off and make their lunches. He had been eager to drop the two off at the pier. It looked as if it were going to be a nice day though he left the two young lovers and considered the other day briefly. Now Ana knew what her cousin and his brother were getting up too but wouldn't it have been rude on them to simply leave her alone?

No bother, he couldn't have been angry about that decision. He showered, a nice long hot shower then went into the basement and made sure everything was in order.

He even gave thought to the video camera again and figured by her reaction that Ana didn't appreciate being recorded much. A good thing he hadn't, of course she didn't know that. Once he had been settled in downstairs he went upstairs so he wouldn't miss the door bell and flicked through the channels. He was too anxious, there didn't seem to be anything interesting on, not more so than his own thoughts for while he had not been too creative in regards to the room downstairs he was forming an idea or two.

The older brother's charm came through strong, too piercing for Ali to ignore as she blushed. No wonder Ana dreamed of him all night. If Ali only knew the truth... "Oh no", she thought but tried not to let on that her mind had drifted to realizing she hadn't told Ana what they were doing today. Her cousin was still so groggy when she left this morning that she just told her she had to run and would call her later.

Despite it being an apartment, it was quite spacious. Ali's flowing dress led the way to the living room for the two young men to sit while she fixed something delicious for Kamara and her to enjoy later. She tried to ease drop from the kitchen to see if they were talking about anything interesting in her absence. Hearing the two keeping each other busy, she slipped around the corner hoping to somewhat dampen the sound of her voice, and called Ana. Her aunt answered the phone and said that Ana was in the shower because she had plans later, but that she would let her know she called. Then she said she had assumed that the two of them would be together ... but no worries. As the phone hung up, now Ali was curious too. Ana hadn't mentioned doing anything tonight.

Quickly the little home maker was back in the kitchen sealing up the backpack full of food. "Would either of you like anything while you're waiting? Before we go?" she yelled.

“So what's the story?”

“What do you mean?”

“You know what I mean. Look it doesn't take a brain surgeon to realize that something was going on. You didn't think I'd be there so soon. Yup, Kamara had some naughty plans consider the folks are out. So are you two an item yet?”

“Why do you want to know.”

“That's a yes. And why were you being such a jerk to her cousin, what's her name?”

“Ana?”

“Yeah, her,” Nijima pretended not to have remembered the name. “Leaving her downstairs while you and Ali were upstairs. I think she'd have figured out what you two were up to as well.”

It seemed as if the pair were talking about the other day, Kamara not admitting to much and Nijima using simple logic to figure out what was going on here. But when asked the two guys had been all set.

Of course Ali could tell that Nijima had an obssesion with time for he kept glancing at his watch until finally Kamara turned the tables on him.

“So what's made you so anxious? Hot date?”

“You can say that,” Nijima answered with a grin.

"So where are you going tonight?", Ana's mom asked. "Just out with some friends from school", she kept it vague. "I only ask because I assumed you were going to meet up with Ali again, but she called for you while you were in the shower and she was going somewhere with Kamara?" her tone prying for more info. Ana knew that her mom wouldn't run off to tell her sister anything unless she thought Ali was in danger, so she was truthful and said that he is a boy from school. She told her mom that all the friends might meet up later, however that was a stretch and she knew it. Her mom seemed to calm down, and left her to finish getting ready. Her parents were allowing her to use the car, so it wouldn't take her long to get to Nijima's, but she still had to get dressed.

She didn't know exactly what would happen at her visit, but she had a good idea it would be kinky. This wasn't something she had ever got involved in before, she had no kinky clothes to wear, no latex, no garderbelt stockings, but she did have a black lace thong that she could wear with a matching demi-bra. This ment she had to wear black clothes too, or her mom would catch on to her "sexy" under garments. But it was in the 90s outside, sun dress weather, not black pants and sweater weather. "Ahh...", she remembered a pair of denim cutoffs she hadn't worn yet this summer... and she had a dark purple tank top, the straps were thick enough to hide the lacy bra. "Perfect" she prided slipping into her outfit.

Taking one last look in the mirror, twisting one unruley curl of her silver mane, and Ana was almost ready for her adventure with her "Master". She giggled inside as she thought of it all. The only thing left was to get rid of the terrible knot in her stomach. She couldn't wait to see him, but she was also very worried about what she was getting herself into.

The sea was fairly calm, there were a few gulls picking at dicarded and dropped food, eating french fries and even potatoe chips, squaking for attention to get fed. Kamara gazed out at the sea watching the rolling waves hit the shores lapping against the shore.

Kamara glanced at Ali, he smiled though unconcerned with how long they had been waiting for the ferry thus far. Fifteen minutes, twenty … it had not mattered to him for he was enjoying the company he had thus far.

Walking down the beach, hand in hand, braking for a little lunch and now waiting of the ferry that he could finally see approaching on the distance. It was October and the middle of whcich so Halloween was approaching fast. Kamara had altered there plans a little and while it was not night he guessed that things would not be as busy and it was later in the day now, late enough for these things to be opened he hoped.

The whole island he explained. A haunted prison and house, there was even a section of the island you could walk through and get chased by actors. You get the tickets at the ferry and it covers everything he had told her. He was rather partial to haunted houses now since it was what initially drew them closer together.



Nijima made his prepartions. He smiled at Ana as he opened the door. She was looking hot, and he told her as such.

“Now get the fuck inside bfore other people see your hot ass standing out here.” He smacked her on the ass as she entered, a playful smack that caused a mischievous smile to ooze over his features. He then closed and locked the door, gazing at her then taking her by the hips, a rough kiss falling upon her lips before he relinquished her hold on her.

“What are you still doing up here? Downstairs, slave.”

Once inside, her nervousness died down. Ana couldn't help but giggle when he smacked her ass, and she pushed her back side out as if to tease for more. His compliments made her blush, just like her cousin. She couldn't tell if he was nervous too, nothing but romeo confidence was pouring out, and she was bathing in it. His firey lips almost made her forget why she was actually there, but his his playful mischieviousness actions, reminded her quickly as he brought up the basement. She gave him a puppy dog pout when he pulled his warm hands away from her.

He let her lead the way, of course she would remember how to get there. She figured he just wanted to stare at her ass as she walked in front of him, her almost waist lenth hair leading straight down to it.

Being here, alone with Nijima was so dangerous for Ali's younger cousin. The question wasn't if he would physically hurt her, but if he would emotionally hurt her. Whether he knew it or not she was falling for him. She wasn't even sure how far she had fallen, nor how far she would let their game go... but hopefully it was more then just fun for him too.


Kamara surely knew how much Ali had already fallen for him, she couldn't stop looking at him with those deer in head lights gaze. She was truly captivated by him. Even though the haunted house idea brought back mixed emotions for her, she would do anything he thought was fun. Her inthusiasm genuin because no matter what she just wanted to spend time with him. "You are full of surprises", her grinning lips flirted, begging to be kissed again.

The day couldn't have been going any better ... "Oh, here it comes", she pointed out at the approaching ferry. It was great that they were walking on, a little cold on deck as the wind blew, but all the more reason for her to snuggle in close.

And what a sweet ass it was. Nijima watched it all the way to the basement, a shark-like grin on his features as they entered the familiar room. He flicked on the light then closed the door behind them since the room was sound proof it made sense to do so as they wouldn't be disturbed if Kamara came back earlier than expected.

Now he must admit to himself that last time was more than a little fun and while he did not know what he was doing he allowed his confidence to be his guide and make it seem as if knew what he was doing even if that was not the case.

He strolled around her slowly, inspecting every curve of her body. He observed her full breasts, her ass and he was smiling. They had been a few years apart in age and finding her here the other day was a bit of a surprise. It was an oppurtunity to have some fun but she came back and he figured he could get use to that, very use to that.

Especially when she was so receptive. He had her in tears last time too and still she came back for more, there was something delicious about that as he oberved her, rounding to her front.

“Strip,” he commanded, eyes gaze flickering to the chains that were suspended her then to her.



Kamara figured that she might have reservations about a haunted house again but a different setting, running through the wilderness and being scared by people that chased them or touring through the “haunted” prison should be enough of a change so that he thoughts hadn't been on what they did in the dark.

He paid for the tickets and found that it would be nearing dusk by the time they arrived at the island. They had managed to kill a lot of time on the beach so far and having lunch so matters were opened. They were just opening infact since most of their buisness was generated in the late evening/earlt night.

Kamara snuggle close to her as they made the trip. “There's a ride through a haunted mine too, though to get to it we'd have to go over land and probably get chased by some of the actors, What do first?”

Years ago Ali read an article about mines and ever since then has thought it would make quite an adventure, but surely as she woke up this morning that is not how she thought she'd spend the day with her new love. Cellular memory brought surges through her core reminding her of Kamara's euphoric thrusts into her only hours ago, and although neither of them were tending to the idea at this exact moment, this day would probably end the same as the day before.

For now though, she would ignore these desires, he might also be doing the same thing, enjoying their sweet comfortable time together. After all, they really didn't know each other that well, even though it feels to the young lovers like they had known each other since time began. These romantic hours of holding hands and exploring new territories would bind their hearts even closer.

"Mines? Oh surely", her response was immediate with a twinkle in her eye. "I know it sounds weird ... ", she almost blushes, "... but I've always wanted to explore a mine", she finished swooping her arm under his. Her lips reaching up to him.


In the basement, there was nothing sweet or comfortable going on except for Ana's smile as she watch the predator circle his prey. She loved the way he moved, his stride, and how he looked at her. It made her intoxicated, pumping her body full of the remedy for everything that ailed. Her heart was already pushing his drug through her veins pretty quick now, but the pace intensified just a hair more when he spoke. Not quite as motivating as the whip or sharp blade he used on her last time, but she wasn't here to protest him. "Yes ... Master", his pet had been practicing since she woke up this morning. If she was to be reprimanded today she figured it wouldn't be because she didn't address him properly.

Her hands grabbed hold of the bottom edges of her tank top and slowly began to pull the shirt back over itself. Soon her bare stomach was exposed, and as her arms raised above her head the tight but tiny bra boosted her full cleavage as both breasts pressed together. As her top hit the floor at the side of her feet, her long slender fingers worked at the enclosures of her shorts. She had to bend forward slightly to pry the snug garment over her round hips, then let go to let gravity do the rest. Her feet in 2" heals stepped out to the side and glanced up at him.

"Master", she paused as if needing to get his attention. "Is this how you want me?" Her submissive tone checking before going further as she stood, already her nipples bulging threw the soft lace bra. Her ass mostly exposed by her black lace thong.

“There is suppose to be a mine on the west side of the island where people try to scare you and what not if I remember right. Exploring a cave isn't too hard to imagine though,” Kamara admitted to her. Of course we'd have to cross the forest where there are people that jump out and try to scare you, even chase you for a bit.”

He smiled at her as he caught her blush then look towards the sun. He guessed that it was about four and while it was still light it would be darker soon. Ali had not even seemed to pick up on the transition either so wrapped up with matters. If it were October it was autumn and cooler but yet the temperture was warm enough for shorts. Indian Summer?

The effect was the same for Ana of course, but for her there had been no clue as to the month thus far.

Kamara took a long look to the west as if gauging the best route to the mines. They had been on the pier now of the island and nearby was a little keyosque where he found a map of the island that highlighted routes and marked places of interest.

“There are the mines, the haunted forest that we have to cut through from any direction but I'm assuming that this highlighted route marks the points of key activity. There's the prison to the east, lets see, what else do we have ...” Kamara scanned the map.

“Oooh, an errie hospital, no doubt done in the style of that video game … what's it called, they did a movie about it. Not Resident Evil … aw, Silent Hill. So what do you want to do first?”


Nijima gazed at Ana, a smirk lingeing on his lips as more of her flesh had been revealed to greedy eyes. She was prepared for this, why else that bra that restrained her ample clevage. Furthermore there was no masking her excitement as he noticed her nipples jutting out against the material of her bra. Once he had her shackled it would be impossible to remove that bra fully or a shirt though she had already seen to ridding that number.

He grinned at her taking in her. He then flickered his gaze to the shelves with the various toys. He picked up a taser, inspected it then took a few steps as he look at each toy in turn though when he heard her he gazed back at her.

“Splendid thus far slave. But that bra's going to cause us some problems later on if you don't loose it now I'll simply have to cut it off you later, your call though.”

As she listened intently to her new playmate as he touched and picked at the items on the shelf, it killed her to simply stand still like the good little slave. She had no intention of letting him cut her bra, so she bent her arms back behind quickly to find the clasp to unhook it. If he was looking he'd see her orbs trying their best to burst right out of the front of the contraption. Finally she got it unhooked with a struggled breath and allowed it to join the rest of her clothes before instinctively covering her chest with her arms crossed. Opposite hand to opposite breast, it was if she had never been naked in front of him before as her modesty kicked. It didn't help that he was being so quiet either, and she consistently wondered what he was thinking. All her guessing, assuming, hoping thoughts were making it very noisy in this silence, almost taking her away from the presence of the moment.... but then she returned.

"I'm ready Master", the slave informed.

Her soft spoken words changing the aura of the stark room, holding her presumed innocence just for a moment. Her eyes looking around for a safe place to put her clothes, while Nijima was busy. She squatted down grasping the clothes to the front of her chest now as if the only way to shield herself and transport them, her silver locks falling forward to help.


It was good that Ali brought her sweater again. Of the two cousin's she was the practical on, and never wanted to chance it getting cold, although she was rethinking the sundress as the sun warned of it's departure soon. Any time a shadow reached them, she was ready to reach for the sweater, and then thought better of it as the golden light warmed her shoulders once more. "I love Indian Summers, don't you?" Arriving at the grounds was exciting. She eagerly looked over Kamara's shoulder at the map, helping to plot their plan of attack.

"OOooh, please no. Not the hospital", Ali winced as if he had cracked her with a whip. Her eyes shut quickly as a chill ran up her spine. "I don't like hospitals on a good day, and.... well the thought of a haunted one..." , her words tapered off as her puppy dog eyes looked up at him begging.

“Haunted with twisted nurses though I'm not sure what they were in the game. Demons or just corrupted souls?” Kamara caught her pleading look and considered the hospital, considered it for a moment since he realized that it was likely to freak her up.

He envision her pressed into his side grasping his hand, even kringinging but he debated with it. “What do I get if we avoid it. I'm paying for the tickets after all andto get my moneys worth you'd think it would be practical to do everything at least once.”

He wasn't going to let her off scott free. If she anted out of it, well that was easy enough pending how interesting her suggestion was of couse. He could not contain a grin as he gazed at her eagerly awaiting her response.



Nijima waited for the bra to slip away though she had concealed herself as best as she could. He paused for a moment pointed out an out of the way place for her to deposit the closhes then bade her to return to the center of the room.

He moved forward, commanded her to lift her arms and thus got a marvelous look at her breasts that lifted even higher on her chest. What a marvelous creation. He smiled as he shackled her then let a finger course of the faint mark he left on her breast the other day. It had been to shallow a cut to leave a scar though he visually inspected it to ensure that her healing was going well enough. He reminded himself to use more care in the future.

“Nice. But it is too obvious you were trying to tempt you Master with that bra. You were trying to assert some kind of control, that cannot be tolerated. Master does what he wishes without his Slave trying to dictate things. Understand, Slave?”

He waited for her to confirm that he was understood while a hand traced the curve o her breast. He then leaned forward capturing one of her nipples, sucking briefly on it then pulling away. He grinned at her then. “You must be punished for your insolence.”

He disappeared behind her again and when he appeared again it was behind her, a hand on her hip drawing her panties down, down until gravity drew them down and he slapped her ass playfully. He rubbed against her ass.

“Spread your legs ...”

"Yes, Master ... I understand", she replied like a good slave. The point of her fancy undergarments was to get the attention of her new lover, and it indeed had. The playful stance she still maintained changed drastically growing rigid the moment his lips captured her already erect nipple sending a jolt to her core. Had her hands been free she would have grasped his head, entwinning her fingers in his hair, but he'd instead hear the chains rattle up above them now as her instincts tried.

The fact that she considered this a game kept her nerves calm now. She was here with him, she hadn't been late arriving to her "Master's" home, but his touch sent chills to pour over her. Her breaths deepened as her panties hit the ground and the sharp slap promoted little visible reaction from her other then a short gasp, and her head turning slightly towards him.

If his hands were already between her thighs, his fingers would find that his playful touch, and the mere vibration of his voice against the back of her neck brought instant arousal to coat her pink lips. With out word or hesitation Ana slowly twisted her feet, toes out then heals repeatedly until her feet were about a foot apart.


Kamara wouldn't need Demons or corrupted souls to confince her to press into his side grasping his hand. She did so the moment he asked what he'd get for avoiding the hospitals she dreaded so much. He felt her full breasts press up against him, knowing that only a couple pieces of thin fabric was between their bare skin making direct contact. She wasn't so bold as to touch his crouch, but her hand slid across his thigh as her lips reached up to his again. "I'd be grateful", her grin full of visions she'd never say outloud.

"We can do Everything else you want to my love ... everything. I woun't want a single cent wasted", her words confirming his total satisfaction.

“Good, Slave,” Nijima spoke as she took the initiative to spread her legs though there was another stinging slap to her ass. “Thoughnever presume to know what I want!” He tugged on the back of her hair tilting her head bcack. His lips moved closer to her ear. “Got that.”

Once she confirmed this he shoved her head away and depart from her for the moment at least. When he came back she could feel the brush of something cold between her thighs rubbing against her sex nice and slow.

“Oh, your nice and wet, Ana. Would you like me to just fuck you raw? Cum inside that tight little pussy? Or should Master have a little more fun first?”





Oh, he got the point alright at the motion of her hand caressing his inner thigh, how it was so close to the forming bulge in his pants at what those words implied. He nodded. “Very well.” And while he did not wish to brake away from her then he had to in order to purchase their tickets so they could get through the gate at the docks and enjoy the island.

“Ok, no hospital. If not for all the people around I'd say we can just find a dark place now. Ok, we'll start at the mines, we'll go this way and avoid the path that's were the buk of the people are going to converge so well walk the trail after the mine. Saves time getting there I imagine since I'm sure we'll get chased all over.”

At the start it was pure chaos, but as Kamara said they were only actors. They herd us from one building to the next through the old fashion town until we reached the mine. The sky of twilight had transformed to darkness. There was a wind that must have blown in the clouds, because she didn't see one star in the sky. "I don't remember the weather report saying anything about a storm", Ali had to almost yell for him to hear through the sounds of stirring dirt, screams, and the deathly moans.

It would be easy to think this were real as a zombie grabbed her bear arm and began biting down on it, gently though. Just as Kamara had hoped, Ali screamed and jerked back to tightly grip hold of him He would be her savior, the one to rescue her from the zombies. She continued to sqeal and scream everytime someone bumped her as they began to enter the mine.



The first sign of real agression drown her senses. Ana's instincts were to survive, but she was in no position to protect against his treatment. The chains jerked and the leather straps rubbed her wrists. After all, its what she asked for. No matter what, she had promised to obey any of his demands. "N-no. I mean yes, Master. I-I will never ... again", her voice crackling in confusion for she thought she had obeyed. As he released her hair, the gasp was brief and her head tipped forward. When she was sure he had move on, she regained control of her own body to lift her head back up, eyes searching again for what would be next.

He appeared behind her again after leaving her for only a few moments, but with something different this time. At first her senses took it as heat, and then realized it to be cold bringing shrivers that originated at every focal point he created. It didn't take him long to reach her pink moist lips and her hips jerked away, although as she did it she feared she would pay for it.

"Both ... Master", her words whispered insecure that she was actually supposed to pick, or if she was supposed to say that she would be happy to do what ever he wanted.

“I saw possible showers but only a 20% chance,” he began to say as he felt his arm being jerked as Ali screamed and pulled away from the actor that had barely set his teeth against the skin of her arm, basically just enough for her to feel something before involuntary reflex jerked it away.

Evem off the unbeaten path they ran into some actors that had caused them some difficulties but they managed to make it to the mine. He enjoyed her closeness. They had been at the mouth of the cave and it forked up ahead.

“Right leads into the ining chart ride left you can walk through the caves, explore a little and get scared out of your mind with people sneaking up at you in the dark. Which do you want to do first?”





“Ensure that you do.” Nijima commanded. He rubbed the cold piece of metal against her and it buzzed coming to life as it vibrated. She could guess it was some sort of vibrator placed against her clit, rubbing small circles against it.

Had she picked a side she would have been wrong, Nijima would have seen to it. He was looking for excuses to punish his little Slave still being a newbie at this. But she did decide in away. She wanted both and it was his intent today though he tried to trap her.

“Such a needy little slut. Very well, I shall fuck you if your a good girl, maybe not even use a condom this time and fill you up but I'm going to have some fun with you first.”

He pushed the tip of the vibrator barely inside her core.