Eve left Trish alone in front of the camera. There was another long round of pictures, with Trish assuming every position imaginable. Eve handcuffed her servant's hands behind her back, and there was another set of Trish in various submissive positions. Jacques put her in a leg spreader and took photos from several angles.Eve was excited, watching Trish in all those submissive positions. A strange desire swept through her: to photographed in the nude with her servant. When she made the suggestion, Jacques was very surprised, but enthusiastically agreed. So, the photographer re-took all of the studio portraits of Eve and her slave, this time with the owner naked as well. As an experiment, he asked his classmate to pose for some pictures by herself. Eve, totally caught up in the eroticism of the moment, agreed. She posed for several pictures standing and several pictures sitting. However, the pictures were simple studio portraits, not fetish shots.Finally, Eve stepped away from the ca
A few minutes later the two women returned to Eve's house and Trish filled the bathtub. She had to bathe her Mistress and shampoo her hair, as though nothing out of the ordinary had happened that day. She massaged Eve's shoulders and discovered that her owner liked to have her breasts gently rubbed. She soaped the upper part of Eve's body and massaged her shoulders, arms, and breasts. That reminded her that her Mistress would expect her to start doing full-body massages as part of the nightly routine by the end of the week.The day ended in the way that most of her days would end, with her head between her Mistress's legs and her tongue exploring her vagina. To add to Trish's frustrations, that night it seemed that Eve took forever to climax. By the time the evening's round of sex was over, Trish was so exhausted she could barely make it back to her sleeping cot.Trish was still upset over the way her Mistress had treated her that day. However, for the time being at least, there was n
After a few minutes the kids moved on. If they were late to class they'd feel their teacher's switch on their own bottoms, so they reluctantly left the interesting spectacle in the retired woman's front yard. However, as soon as the younger kids went away, the neighborhood's high-school students started passing Flora's house, including the boys that had taken pictures of her the day before. Oddly enough, Trish was much more embarrassed by having the girls seeing her than the boys. The boys were mostly quiet, but the girls happily chatted with each other about Trish and her predicament. Fortunately, time was running short and the teenagers had to get to class.As soon as the high school kids were gone, Flora went back inside. She had proved her point and expected no further trouble from Eve's servant.Trish spent the entire morning picking up mangos, sorting them, dumping the damaged ones into a compost pile, washing the good ones, and stacking the sellable fruit inside plastic bins fo
Trish's hunch turned out to be correct. Eve was very irritated at the shopkeeper, not for his disrespect towards Trish, but because he had disrespected the servant's Mistress. One didn't just go around groping someone else's property without first getting the owner's permission. Anyhow, Eve added that Trish had handled the incident correctly, by telling him to talk to her owner and not say anything more."I'll have a chat with him. I guarantee it won't happen again."Trish noticed that Eve's uniform was dusty and that she smelled strongly of sweat. Obviously she had endured a rough day, having to pass both PT testing and then range qualification with various weapons. She suspected her Mistress's lenient attitude was partly due to being extremely tired. Best to take advantage of that and make sure she stayed in a good mood.Trish ran a bath for her owner and helped her get cleaned up; shampooing her hair and massaging her shoulders and arms, as usual. She dried the policewoman with a t
The international boycott was starting to break down, because investors from other countries resented the huge head-start the Danubians had enjoyed in Santa Eduviges over the past half decade. Recently a fourth daily flight started coming in from Lisbon which brought other Europeans, some of whom were not as well-behaved as the straight-laced Danubians. The Generalissimo was happy to have the extra commerce, but wanted to make sure the new tourists did not cause any trouble. So ... the airport security had received several upgrades, one of which was the metal detector that had caught Trish two weeks before.Just as important as the equipment upgrades was the additional training Eve and her companions were receiving. Over the past six years the police officers at the airport had very little to keep them busy, but with the new flight coming in from Lisbon, their jobs had become more challenging. Several drug organizations already were testing the Island to see if it could be utilized as
The assistant ordered Trish to resume her standing position, facing the audience with her hands behind her head. The servant's face was beet red from humiliation and her eyes were full of tears. She tried staring at the floor, but Eve snapped at her to stand straight and keep her chin up. It was very clear that the men sitting in the café had enjoyed the demonstration. Trish remained standing while Eve discussed her enema and forced vomiting, with photos, of course. Some of the men, the ones who had been present when Trish was taken outside and forced to expel her pellets in the car wash, cruelly smiled.Eve's commander took over, explaining how to profile drug swallowers. "With the Lisbon flight we have to do a better job, and we have to be honest about our misses and near-misses. This is important, and I can't over-emphasize how important. It's not just about the good of the country. It's also for the good of the National Police. Don't forget that every drug courier we arrest, we ca
Finally, there were photos. It seemed that Islanders really liked taking pictures of themselves with naked servants. Almost everyone, including the outgoing commander, wanted photos, some with just one servant, and some with all of them. Trish, because she was so unusual, was the favorite of the four slaves present in the room. The young male was the second most favorite; almost as popular as the American. He was still running around with an erection, which the women working for the airport security unit thought was hilarious.Finally the gathering ended and the duty officers returned to work. The servants also had to return to work, while the café workers relaxed and ate what was left over from the cops' lunch. They watched and took pictures as the four collared criminals cleaned the tables and washed the dishes ... by hand, because supposedly the dishwasher wasn't working.It's strange how experiences change a person's perspective on life. As she scrubbed plate after plate, Trish th
Eve got out of bed. Trish had her dress laid out and helped get ready for the day. The policewoman sat down for breakfast. Trish knelt and studied her Mistress, trying to gauge her mood. Eve seemed in good enough humor that morning: at least somewhat approachable. Trish took a deep breath, and managed to force herself to ask for permission to speak.When Eve granted permission, Trish nervously got to the point:"Officer Bousquet ... I ... I want to tell you something ... I have money in America ... a lot of it ... I'm really rich ... I can pay you whatever you want ... if you let me go ... and pay ... you know ... the judge or whoever else ... if I can just ... you know ... get my passport back and go home ... I promise ... I'll pay you ... lots ... you can buy whatever house you want in Gannet Cove ... or wherever ... I'll prove to you that I'm rich ... just let me get on the Internet ... and I'll show you who I am ... and how much I have ... I'll give you half ... if you just let me