Island Paradise Revisited 14

M/F, F/F & just about everything else

A full day had passed since Pamela had basically beaten the stuffing out of Devon, with a series of hair-pulls and hard slaps to the face. She even drew blood, but a timid Devon chose not to return any of the offense herself.

The reason for the fight was because Pamela had been under the impression that Devon had said some rather nasty things about not only her, but our marriage as well. The person who told her that Devon had said all those things was Cassidy.

But as Lindsay, Pamela and myself had found out with the help of the voyeur room - where every movement on the island was captured on film and archived - Cassidy had lied.

In fact, the only time Devon had even spoke to Cassidy about Pamela and myself was the evening during which I had eavesdropped on their discussion and subsequent sexual encounter. At no point did Devon call Pamela a "worthless tramp" or a "skanky slut", or a "poor excuse for a wife" and "well beneath what should be Jeremy's standards".

Those were just some of the things, however, that Cassidy had told Pamela that Devon had said about her.

For the life of me, I simply could not figure out why Cassidy had lied to Pamela. More importantly, I saw no basis for her motivation in doing so, either.

* * *

"If you weren't here on the island, maybe you could be one of those female boxers," Lindsay said to Pamela, as I sat alongside the two ladies in the voyeur room. All three of us had just finished reviewing the tapes, and saw nothing that put Devon in any sort of a bad light. "I hear you have a pretty sharp right hand."

"I know it wasn't right of me to do," Pamela said softly, "but I just lost control of my temper. Cassidy had just told me that Devon had said all those horrible things about me. I went to Jeremy's suite in a rage so I could confront Devon about it. I... I just... lost control of myself."

"You slapped Jeremy around pretty good during the summer too," Lindsay said, as my eyebrows raised. "You seem to have a pretty bad temper there, girl."

"I DIDN'T slap Jeremy around," Pamela corrected her. "I slapped him ONCE. And even now, I can say that I had every right in doing so. He had just told me about this place - the voyeur room - and I was steaming mad."

"Pamela is not a violent person, Lindsay," I said, adding my opinion to the mix. "I think you know that. Pamela is about as nice and as forthcoming as a person can be."

"I know," Lindsay grinned. "I'm just ribbing her."

"She had every right to slap me, but that was a different

case than now," I said, before looking at Pamela and adding, "Considering the lies that Cassidy had put in your head, you certainly had enough reason to go out and attack Devon. But at the same time, you should have also controlled yourself. Adults don't go out and fight others whenever they want."

"I know, Jeremy," Pamela said, taking a deep breath. "I don't know if I'll ever live this down. I've apologized to Devon a million times over the past 12 hours."

"Devon is a good person," I said. "A forgiving person, too. You should feel lucky that she has no desire to report this incident to the mainland authorities."

Pamela's eyes went wide as she said, "I am lucky. I... I just can't figure out why Cassidy would lie to me like that. Surely she knows that liars never succeed."

"Maybe Cassidy likes to stir up trouble," Lindsay stated.

"I knew plenty of girls like that when I was in high school. They spread lies and false rumors, and laugh about it with their friends. I couldn't stand girls like that."

"This isn't high school anymore, dear," I told Lindsay, and she nodded her head. "This is the real world. Cassidy is 23 years of age, too. She should be well past the point of getting a laugh or two out of spreading lies."

"So what do we do?" Lindsay asked. "Does Cassidy get kicked off of the island? I liked her a lot before this happened. But I don't want to be around someone like her. I couldn't stand her type in high school, nor can I now."

"We can't go up to her and say that we have videotape evidence that she lied to me," Pamela offered. "That could mean that everyone finds out about the voyeur room."

"I definitely don't want that," were my words. "I don't know if the others would be as forgiving as the two of you are - as well as Amy - regarding my only vice in life."

"That you're a nasty pervert and you like to watch us girls have sex with each other with your hidden cameras?" Lindsay asked, giggling.

"That's a rather crude way of putting it," I told her.

"But still, I have to admit that it is accurate."

Lindsay snickered and returned, "I'm just in a funny mood today. Sort of fluttery, light-headed... you know? Being back with Trish has made me more happy than ever before."

"You and Trish really do love each other..." Pamela said.

"Regarding Cassidy, I don't need to go up to her and say

that we have evidence that she lied," were my next words. "This is MY island. I can send her home if I want to. It's in the contract that she signed before agreeing to come here. She can be sent home for any reason, at any time, and not be compensated whatsoever."

"You're not going to pay her at all?" Lindsay asked.

"She doesn't deserve to be paid," I said. "But still,

she has been here for more than a week. I was going over the idea of giving her $2,000 in cash. That way, Cassidy has enough money to get back on her feet in San Francisco."

"I wouldn't give her one red cent," Pamela offered. "I would just send her packing... right away."

"I already have made arrangements for a helicopter to be here this afternoon," I told them. "It was going to be for either Devon or Cassidy. Devon if she said those things about Pamela, or Cassidy if she lied about them. The helicopter will take Cassidy to the airport and she will fly to Los Angeles, and then home to San Francisco."

"And we'll never see her again," Pamela said. "It just makes me so mad. Devon and I were getting along great, then Cassidy has to drop a bomb like that on me. It was a total lie. Now Devon may never look at me the same way again."

"Is there going to be a replacement for Cassidy?" Lindsay wondered. "I was the one who picked Cassidy to come here in the first place. Can I pick her replacement, too?"

"There won't be a replacement, dear," I replied. "We may have an odd number of girls here - seven - but it works out perfectly. You, Trish and Torrie all share the same room, while Amy and Stephanie occupy another. Without Cassidy here, that leaves Devon with no room-mate." I looked at Pamela and said, "You don't have one, either. That's going to change, because you and Devon are going to be room-mates."

"We are?" Pamela said, surprised. "I mean... does she even want to be my room-mate?"

"I don't see why not," I responded. "I'll have to talk to her about it, but I think the two of you would make a really nice couple. Devon really likes you, Pamela. And as I said, she is very forgiving. As time goes on, you will forget that the events of last night ever happened."

"Let me talk to her about it," Pamela said. "I think it will be better that way."

"And you still have your rotation system set up?" Lindsay asked, looking at me. "Who's on deck for tonight?"

"Cassidy," I told her, holding back a laugh. "She'll be thousands of miles away when I go to sleep tonight, though."

* * *

When I first informed her that I knew she had lied to Pamela - while withholding the fact that I had evidence to support it - Cassidy told me that I was wrong. Devon really had said all those things, Cassidy claimed. She even went onto say that Devon was scheming against me, and planned to steal my entire fortune. According to Cassidy, that was something she had "overheard".

The fact that she lied and was continuing to do so made absolutely no sense to me. I never thought I would do this to any of my ladies, but I told Cassidy that she had been expelled from the island for her series of flagrant lies. She was being sent home - to California - later today.

It all changed then. With the chance at $3,000,000 in earnings out the window, Cassidy broke down and admitted that she had been lying. She loved to spread rumors about others behind their backs, but also knew it was wrong to do so. Still, spreading rumors was something that Cassidy had to do. She could not control herself.

None of that really mattered to me, though, because I still told her that she was going home. Cassidy protested at first, but then relented and accepted the inevitable once I threatened to take away the $2,000 in cash that I planned on giving her as a "goodbye present".

Cassidy packed her bags in a huff, and even refused to apologize to Devon and Pamela for the trouble she had started. Later, I drove her to the helicopter landing pad in my Jeep... and that was it. The chopper was waiting, and Cassidy was gone seconds later.

Good riddance to bad rubbish.

* * * * * * *

Days after Cassidy left the island, things had gotten back to normal. Torrie was fitting in nicely with both Lindsay and Trish, while the relationship between Amy and Stephanie was progressing. Best of all, however, Devon and Pamela were loving room-mates, and making the best of things together. Things were going smoother than I hoped...

Lindsay and Trish, both having an interest in Astronomy and the vast wonders of outer space, got everyone together on the evening of December 13 so we could watch the Geminids meteor shower. According to scientists, this was the best night to view the meteor shower.

With up to 80 bright, flashing meteors seen per hour, the girls (as well as myself) went to sleep that evening with a sense of awe and wonderment. We also took a lot of pictures, and I even videotaped the celestial event.

Speaking of cameras and the like, Amy had yet another "live sex show" scheduled for her website the following day. The first show which emanated from the island involved both Amy and Lindsay. This time, however, Stephanie would be joining forces with Amy. The two ladies would get hot and nasty with each other, while members of Amy's website would have access to a live camera feed. They would get to watch the encounter from the comfort of their computer chair.

I spent most of that Friday morning getting everything ready for the webcast, which was scheduled to start at 5:00pm local time. I hooked my video camera up to the computer, and tested the audio and visual transfers with Amy's webmaster. I also had to position the big stage lamp next to the bed in my personal suite and align it perfectly, which was much more work than it sounded.

This webcast was going to be special for the simple fact that Stephanie claimed to be Amy's most dedicated "fan". Stephanie had every single one of Amy's X-rated movies on either VHS or DVD, and was a charter member of her website. It had been quite a shock, as you may imagine, for the brunette when she learned that her favorite pornstar was going to be spending the winter on this island as well.

Amy planned to play off the fact that Stephanie was a "fan" of hers during the webcast - though I'm not quite certain in what way. This would also be a fantasy come to reality for Stephanie, as she would get to take part in what was a mini porn movie - with her favorite adult film star.

* * *

As the time drew closer for the naughty webcast to begin, Stephanie entered my suite unannounced, and I was completely blown away by the vision of sheer beauty that I saw.

The tall, voluptuous brunette was wearing a black denim miniskirt which displayed her long, luscious legs in a very intoxicating manner. Those wonderful legs were accentuated even more by a pair of spiked high-heels which made her a few inches taller than her actual height of 5-foot-7.

In addition, the 25-year-old from Connecticut was wearing a sleeveless top made of pure cotton. Not only was it very thin, but the top was also a rather snug fit. That was a good thing, of course, because Stephanie had big, firm breasts. The V-neck design of her blouse also allowed for a mouth-watering view of her vast, deepened cleavage.

Lastly, it was rather obvious just from one glance that the stacked brunette did not have a bra on underneath her little top, either. Her nipples jutted outward against the fabric, giving the impression that they begged to be sucked upon. Soon, I'm sure Amy would take care of that for her.

"Do you like my outfit?" Stephanie asked with a smile, doing a little pirouette for my wide, glazed-over eyes. "Whenever I wanted to pick up a guy back home, I would go out wearing this exact outfit. It always worked."

"Did you forego the use of a bra then, too?" I asked.

Stephanie giggled and replied, "Oh yes, you know I did.

There's nothing that can get a guy's attention quite like a top that is a size too small, without a bra on underneath."

"I love it, dear," I told her. "You look fabulous." I paused and added, "Are you nervous? It's not often that a person has sex with someone else, with thousands of strangers watching. You know what I mean?"

"I'm a little bit nervous," Stephanie said with a grin. "I just hope no one from the hospital where I work at sees me. That would be... kind of bad. You know... your former fiancee spotted you, Jeremy, during the last show."

"True," I responded. "But still, I think the possibility of someone who actually knows you seeing this webcast is very, very slim. I wouldn't worry about it." I paused and added, "But there is plenty of time for you to pull out."

"No, I don't want to pull out," the brunette returned. "I want to go through with this. I know how important these sex shows are to the success of Amy's website."

"Do you love Amy, dear?" was my next question.

Stephanie hesitated before answering, "I don't know yet.

I haven't known her all that long, you know. Well... I've known OF her... but not her, personally. She is not much different than the characters she plays in her movies."

"Amy definitely is adventurous when it comes to sex," I said with a smile. "She's not afraid of anything."

"Amy is a slut," Stephanie told me, which was what I wanted to say in the first place. "She is like a nasty fantasy come to life. That's why I like her so much."

"That's why I like her as well, dear," I said. "Amy can push buttons within me that no one else can even reach."

"I know what you mean," Stephanie nodded.

Just as those words were said, Amy walked into my suite.

The 27-year-old looked absolutely stunning as she was decked out in an incredibly tight mini-dress and a pair of six-inch high-heels. The main features of the dress were a very short skirt and a deep, plunging neckline, along with a halter-style strap which hooked behind her neck to help hold the outfit up, and in place.

The mini-dress, which hugged Amy's ample curves and really showed off her luscious legs, offered a tantalizing view of her cleavage. It was obvious the pornstar had shunned the use of a bra as well. In addition, Amy's red hair looked fabulous in contrast to the black-as-midnight dress.

Amy sashayed her way up to Stephanie, and the two ladies exchanged smiles before linking their hands together. Then, Amy turned toward me and offered a playful grin. "Are you all set and ready for the webcast to begin?" she asked.

"I've been ready for a couple of hours," I told her.

"It's only ten minutes until five o'clock, and your show."

"This is how I keep my website afloat," Amy said, looking at Stephanie. "There are plenty of nude pictures of me, all over the Internet. I needed to offer something unique to my site members, and these live shows are it."

"What it's like, knowing that thousands of people see you naked everyday?" the brunette openly wondered.

"I don't know... I can't put it into words," Amy replied, before adding, "But maybe, you'll soon find out, 'Steph."

* * *

"Hi! I'm Aimee Embers, and welcome to another one of my live Internet broadcasts!" Amy said with great enthusiasm (using her stage name), as she looked into the camera and spoke to her legion of fans. I knelt in front of her as she sat at my computer desk, the camera perched atop my shoulder.

"Tonight it's December 14th, and wow, do I have a special treat for all my wonderful fans. Her name is Stephanie, but we'll get to her soon."

Amy grinned and continued, "I would first like to thank everyone who watched my last webcast, and sent me e-mail about it. I just LOVE hearing from all of you! And Lindsay, the little honey who was in that broadcast with me, really appreciated everything you said about her as well." Amy held a hand to the side of her mouth and whispered, "Don't tell anyone, but I'm working on getting her into porn, too."

My eyes went wide at those words.

Was Amy only kidding and telling her fans what they wanted to hear about Lindsay? Or was she being truthful? The last thing I wanted was another feud between Amy and Trish, much like what happened during the summer...

Amy giggled, probably at my own reaction, as I focused the camera upon her enchanting face. "I hope everyone out there in cyber-land is having a wonderful Christmas season. Do you know what I want for Christmas?" Amy paused and grinned, before adding, "Of course you know what I want for Christmas... I want someone to stuff my stocking!"

I had to hold back a laugh at that comment, but Stephanie was not successful. She laughed outloud, and I'm positive the Internet viewers could hear her in the background.

"Before we go on with Miss Gigglepussy over there," Amy grinned, "I wanted to let all of you fans know that I will be making a new movie during Christmas week. I am still on vacation, yes, but I will fly home to Los Angeles for that week so I can make a new movie. It doesn't have a title yet, but look for it to be released sometime in January. I will keep you updated in the NEWS section of my website."

Amy offered an inviting smile for the camera before standing up, and motioning for me to follow her to the bed. I did just that, keeping the camera trained on her shapely ass while tagging along from behind.

A moment later, I raised the camera and allowed the audience their first-ever glimpse of Stephanie, who looked like a true princess in her little, ultra-sexy outfit.

Amy took a seat next to Stephanie upon the bed, and placed an arm around her shoulder. "Everyone out there in cyber-space... say hello to Stephanie." Amy spoke to her lover, "Tell my fans something about you, honey."

Her eyes glowing, Stephanie looked directly into the camera and smiled. "I'm 25 years old, and I'm from the great state of Connecticut. I've been a really big fan of Amy's since she debuted in porn. I... I can't believe that I'm here now, doing a show for her website!"

"Stephanie used to be just like the rest of you," Amy said to the camera. "She would sit at home and play with herself while watching one of my live webcasts on the site." Stephanie's face reddened at those words as Amy continued, "But now, she's going to star in one of my shows with me."

Amy turned toward her lover and said, "Now why don't you take off your top so everyone can see your breasts?"

Stephanie hesitated for a moment, but then quickly whisked her form-fitting top up, and over her head. Her full, luscious breasts were now in open view, and I zoomed the camera in for a closer, more intimate look.

Amy used both hands to cup and fondle Stephanie's firm breasts as I then panned the camera back for a wider view.

"Hmmmmm, nice," Amy purred, as she slowly dropped to her knees in front of Stephanie. Still massaging those breasts with both hands, Amy turned and smiled at the camera. "I bet all of you agree with me when I say that Stephanie looks extremely fuckable." Amy paused and added, "She definitely does, and that's why I'm going to fuck her."

I rubbed the big bulge in my trousers with my free hand as Amy turned her head back toward Stephanie, and attached her lips to one of those plump, juicy nipples. Stephanie grinned and cooed in response, her head gently swirling about, as she ran her hands throughout Amy's flame-red hair.

I moved around to the side and got a much better camera angle as Amy then began to swipe away with her tongue upon Stephanie's vast, deepened cleavage. The brunette began to screech and moan a bit as Amy now used both hands to pinch and tweak her nipples with moderate force.

"These breasts are beautiful," Amy said, withdrawing her face from Stephanie's cleavage and then looking directly into the camera. "Hmmmmm... don't you all agree? They're so big, and ripe. I could suck on them forever."

"When do I get to see your breasts?" Stephanie said to Amy, taking the initiative. "I bet everyone in cyber-space is dying to get a look at you, too. I know I am."

Amy giggled at those words as she undid the strap which held the halter in place around her neck. An instant later, she shoved the top of her mini-dress downward, to her stomach and thus, exposing her own luscious breasts for all to see.

"Are you happy now?" Amy said to Stephanie, grinning.

"Oh yes," Stephanie giggled. "Very."

Amy slithered upward, back upon the bed, and took a seat

beside her lover. An instant later, she cupped Stephanie's chin with her hand, and kissed her gently on the lips.

I zoomed in for a better look as the two ladies began to share a series of kisses, each stronger and more intense than the last. Soon, Amy and Stephanie were swapping tongues as they embraced one another, their breathing becoming rather ragged and labored in a hurry.

I got an excellent shot as Amy slipped a hand between Stephanie's thighs, and snaked it up her miniskirt. An instant later the kiss was broken, and Amy turned toward the camera with a big smile upon her lovely face. "Oh... 'Steph isn't wearing any panties!"

"You're probably not wearing any panties, either," the brunette shot back, in a playful manner.

"I hardly ever do," Amy returned coyly.

I kept the camera trained on the action as Amy unzipped

the back of Stephanie's denim miniskirt, and quickly yanked it downward. Now, except for a pair of spiked high-heels, the 25-year-old was completely and gloriously nude.

Looking at the camera, Amy smiled and said, "Don't you think 'Steph here would look really good in the next big gang-bang movie?" I rubbed my crotch yet again as Amy continued, "One cock in her pussy, one in her ass, with another in her mouth. And two more, one for each hand!" Amy turned toward Stephanie, who was squirming at those words, and cooed, "Would you like to be a pornstar, honey?"

"Yes," Stephanie replied after a moment of hesitation. Perhaps it was the dual combination of being nude and on display for the world to see, combined with Amy's nasty dialogue... but the brunette was suddenly VERY turned on.

"I could get you so much cock and pussy that you'd be drowning in them," Amy grinned, kissing her counterpart on the cheek. "You'd love all that attention... am I right?"

"Yes," the vixen agreed, before turning and smashing her mouth upon Amy's for their most heated kiss yet.

Stephanie began to screech and moan out her pleasure while Amy had two fingers buried within her slit as their kiss reached an even greater height of intensity. Soon, the two ladies were attacking each others' mouths with their own, their tongues dueling and mingling together rapidly.

All of a sudden, Amy broke the kiss and moved away from Stephanie. I kept a wide angle with the camera, allowing Internet viewers to see both ladies in the picture at the same time. Amy took a few more steps away, then reached down and pulled a gigantic strap-on dildo from within a bag.

Stephanie's eyes went wide with lust as she stared at the massive dong, while Amy wiggled out of her mini-dress. She let it fall to the floor and stepped out of it, giving the viewing audience a tantalizing view of her own nude form.

"If you want to be a pornstar, you have to know how to take one of these big, 12-inch strap-on dildos," Amy said to Stephanie, which made the shapely brunette shudder with even more desire and passion. "Especially if you want to be a pornstar who makes good money. Why don't I show you what it is like while all of my 'net buddies look on, and watch?"

"Oh God, yes..." Stephanie whined as she watched Amy step into the strap-on's harness, and then lift it, and secure it around her waist. The massive, nasty dildo - all 12 inches of it - protruded outward from Amy's pelvis as she began to violently stroke it with her hand.

Amy's expression became more heated as she said, "Why don't you get on your hands and knees, so I can fuck you like the BITCH you are?" Stephanie let out another aroused whine, but did as instructed. Meanwhile, Amy continued to frig and stroke the huge dildo as if it were a real cock.

Speaking of real cocks, I had managed to retrieve mine from within my trousers, and was busy stroking it myself. With my other hand, I kept the camera steady atop my shoulder. I could easily imagine the audience cursing me if the camera were to sway about and thus, them miss out on even a second of this hot, entertaining action.

With Stephanie now on her hands and knees, I zoomed in and got a really good shot of her upturned ass, as well as her exposed pussy lips. I panned back a moment later as Amy appeared in the picture. The nasty red-head positioned herself upon her knees behind Stephanie, and latched onto her ass with both hands. Meanwhile, I was whacking off at full, blinding speed...

Stephanie was screeching and moaning yet again as Amy forged the massive dong into her little pussy from behind. Amy wasted no time as she inserted the tool all the way into her lover, before smacking her ass rather cruelly with both hands. This made Stephanie shriek and cry out, but it was fairly obvious that she was enjoying every minute of this.

"What do you think?" Amy said, looking at the camera with a naughty gleam in her eyes. "Should I fuck Stephanie real nice and slow? You know, treat her softly, and warmly?" She paused for a moment, then her expression became more intense again. "Or should I fuck her HARD and NASTY?"

Hard and nasty. Hard and nasty. Hard and nasty. I could literally hear the men (and women) who were watching the webcast shout those words out in response.

"Stephanie does look a bit sluttish," Amy proclaimed.

"So yes, I agree. She needs it HARD, and NASTY."

The brunette screamed and cried out in a mixture of pain and extreme pleasure as Amy began to pound her pussy with the big strap-on. In no time flat, Amy was hammering away at her in the doggie-style position at warp speed. I kept the camera focused and steady, while paying close attention to the sight of Amy's large breasts as they bounced and jiggled about in unison with her powerful thrusting motion.

A moment later, Stephanie's deafening screams had lessened to a series of hard grunts and growls. Still, it was readily apparent that she was enjoying this treatment.

I took a deep breath and moaned as my heart was beating at a mile-a-minute, while my hand still frigged my cock toward an absolute eruption. Amy was such an incredibly nasty (but very sexy) woman...

"SCREAM FOR ME!" the red-head demanded, leaning over and yanking on Stephanie's long-flowing hair. "SCREAM FOR ME! LET ME KNOW HOW MUCH YOU LIKE IT!" Stephanie did not respond at first, which prompted Amy to harshly smack her ass with an open hand. "SCREAM FOR ME, BITCH!"

This time, Stephanie did as she was told. Her cries and whines vibrated throughout my personal suite, and I wondered if the other ladies (who were all downstairs) could hear her through the walls. Amy was not satisfied, however, as she offered Stephanie's upturned ass yet another stinging slap.

"OH GOD WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?" the 25-year-old cried out, obviously full of intense passion and arousal. "THAT THING IS ABOUT TO TEAR MY PUSSY IN HALF!"

"That's what I want!" Amy exclaimed in response. "I want you to tell me and everyone else in cyber-space how good I'm making you feel! Keep screaming for me, Stephanie!"

My cock exploded like a volcano as Amy began to slap Stephanie's ass repeatedly with both hands, while still pummeling her with the massive strap-on dildo. A moment later, as my hand and wrist was drenched with sperm, Amy again demanded that Stephanie continue to scream. She did just that, but Amy continued to spank and discipline the brunette's rounded, picture-perfect ass with both hands.

Before I knew what happened next, Stephanie's body went rigid with absolute desire. She continued screaming, and then I realized that the 25-year-old was experiencing a rather fierce and intensive orgasm. The action reached a fever pitch as Stephanie then screeched out at the top of her lungs, before falling upon the bed in an exhausted heap.

Amy withdrew the monstrous dildo from within her satiated lover, then unbuckled its strap from around her waist and let it fall harmlessly to the bed. The red-head's next move was to lean down and plant a tender kiss upon Stephanie's lips, before turning and smiling directly into the camera.

"Does everyone out there in computer-land think I gave 'Steph what she deserved?" Amy paused, then her grin became even wider as she realized that my cock had exploded during her encounter with Stephanie. The gooey sperm dangling from my wrist and hand must have given it away.

"I think our cameraman, Jeremy... I think he agrees that 'Steph got what she deserved. He came all over himself!" Amy snickered at my predicament, and Stephanie soon joined the laugh parade as well.

"I bet there are plenty of guys out there who just came all over themselves, too," Amy grinned, looking squarely at the camera. "Don't you guys try to deny it, either. You loved seeing me help my new girlfriend GET OFF like that." Amy slipped a hand between her own thighs, and rubbed her pussy. "Hmmmmm... I know I loved it."

"I bet there were some women who fingered themselves to orgasm, too," Stephanie breathed, sitting up. "I know I've done that plenty of times during your live webshows."

"Hmmmmm, you're right," Amy grinned. "I have lots of members on my site who are women." The 27-year-old sat up straight, then hooked both arms around Stephanie's shoulders and kissed her gently. She then looked back at the camera, and gave one of her patented smiles.

"This is Aimee Embers, and I'd like to thank everyone for watching my webcast. The next one will take place on New Year's Eve, so mark your calendars. Until then... I hope everyone has a wonderful holiday season. And, as always... stay healthy, be good and most of all, HAPPY FUCKING!"

Amy and Stephanie giggled together as they shared yet another blissful, tongue-filled kiss. Five seconds later, the picture faded to black, and Internet viewers were left in the dark. The webcast was over...

* * *

I was given the honor of having my cock "cleaned" by the mouths of both Stephanie and Amy, but that was not the most important thing which happened that evening. Normally it would be, but I received a rather ominous e-mail from Cassidy before turning into bed that particular evening.

FROM: Cassidy (last name) ((e-mail address))

SUBJECT: Be warned

Jeremy -

You may have kicked me off of your island, but you're going to regret it.

You and your group of whores have not heard the last from me.

" CASSIDY

I had to blink before reading the short, terse e-mail again. I was going to regret expelling Cassidy from the island? I had not heard the last from her?

Group of whores?

According to Cassidy's personality profile on my main computer, revenge was not part of her make-up. However, I still looked at her words as a rather serious threat. I had to - because the message sounded so terse and ominous.

At the same time, however, there didn't seem to be much of anything that Cassidy could do which would possibly "get me back" for booting her from the island. Perhaps her message was an idle threat, or a way for her to blow off some steam and anger. Hopefully, I thought to myself, she would settle down in a day or two, and get on with her life.

Group of whores?

I had a difficult time grasping those three, harsh words. Although the ladies were being well compensated for their time here this winter ($3,000,000 apiece), I did not look or even remotely think of them as "whores". If anything, these ladies were my flock of Heaven-sent angels. That is how I looked at every single one of them.

I had the urge to write Cassidy back and blast her for that remark, but felt as though she wasn't worth my time.

As I said earlier - good riddance to bad rubbish.

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