Welcome to Master13's Island.

It seems we won’t have to resort to a coconut only diet after all. I found a substantial supple of caned food stashed on the ship. Enough to last us three months, longer now that nibbles is gone. It’s almost as if being stranded here was planned for. That of course is a ridiculous notion.

This does not excuse the fact that you went through my things without permission, and ate my food. It’s time for your punishments.

I’ll start with you e.b. I haven’t yet inflicted any pain on you, during your stay on the island. An oversight I shall now correct. I tie you spread eagle to a bamboo table. Now, with the same bamboo cane I used on learningtopleez, I’m going to cane your tits. When I hit your right tit, you will say “My body belongs to you Master.” When I hit your left tit, you will say “I’m your plaything Master.” Each time you fail to do so, or use the wrong phrase for the side I struck, I’ll give you a stroke between your spread legs.

As for learningtopleez, you get to be the first to try the bamboo sawhorse. After you straddle it, I secure your wrists and ankles to its legs. Now your ass is open for me to play with, and your totally helpless. I begin with a few light playful slaps with the palm of my hand. Then I start caressing the curves of your ass. My hand works its way down, until my fingers can slip into you pussy. Just as you lose yourself in the pleasure, forgetting this was supposed to be a punishment, I strike with the bamboo, leaving a bright red line across your ass, and coaxing a lovely scream from your lips. The caning that follows pales in comparison to that first stroke.

Afterwards, I release both of you from your bonds. So you can kneel at my feet, and thank me for punishing you. It’s good to be the Master.