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Life On Netori Island - Chapter 3
🕑 Added 2025-07-28 11:57:11 +0000 UTCThe next day the couple woke up to hear an alarm ring from their collars. The tune was sad. After playing a couple of times a voice spoke.
“Your couple’s ranking is four hundred out of four hundred couples on the island. Your score is currently negative due to failure to reach insemination requirements.”
Al felt a pang of guilt run through him when he heard the words. The night before Jo had approached him and initiated sex but Al turned away saying he was tired. He looked at Jo with a frown. “I’m sorry. My head wasn’t in the right space. I doubt I could have even gotten it up, I was so mad.”
Jo folded her arms. “They’re not messing around Al. We’re dead last and also underwater in points. Going forward, we have to do it every night. I’m counting on you to make my belly big.” She smiled and pushed him down.
She untied her bikini bottom and exposed her womanhood to him. It was perfectly shaven and already glistening with moisture. Jo giggled when she saw Al rise to the occasion and was about to free his member when their collars rang out again.
“The work period starts in thirty minutes. Plebeians will be penalized five points per minute late.”
Jo pouted. “Damn. I am so horny right now.” She got up and started to put her panties back on.
…
After a quick breakfast and shower Al had to frogmarch to get to the main barn of the island's farm. He saw some men had bicycles and he wondered if higher ranking plebes got access to them. He walked to the corner of the modern barn that was marked ‘Newcomers’ and had his collar scanned by a machine set into the wall.
After checking in, Al felt a big hand on his shoulder. He turned around to see a man tower over him. He had stubble on his chin and a straw hat on his head. He was grinning and chewing some gum.
“The name’s Gus. Nice to meet you.” Gus offered his hand and smiled. “I’m not an employee, I’m a plebe but I volunteered to help out newcomers who haven’t learned how to farm. You must be Al.”
“Yes. Eliza said I would be spending half my time here, and then the other half down at the maintenance plant.”
“Right you are. And we need your help. Those technicians always prioritize the drones and androids, and never get around to fixing the farming bots. Makes our lives a hell of a lot harder. We get home later in the day and that really cuts down on our time to play the game if you know what I mean.”
“I think I understand.”
They walked over to an electric cart. “Hop on. I’ll show you around before I turn you loose with a hand hoe.”
Gus gave Al a tour of the fields and spoke while chewing, making an annoying clicking sound. “We have around six hundred acres of land under cultivation on the island, and we’re looking to bump that up to a thousand. Past that, we’d start harming the ecosystem.”
“How big is the island?”
“About fifty square miles, though we can only farm the south side. No one’s allowed north of that ridge.” He pointed to a line of mountains to the north. “That’s fine by me because it doesn’t get the same amount of light as this side. We still have plenty of land to feed everyone, so long as we eat vegan.”
“Why not ship food in? I’m sure the patricians have the cash.”
Gus shook his head. “The land here is pristine. No pollution in the ground. No pests. They want our bodies pure, whatever that means.”
Al saw men using hand adzes to break up the clods of dirt, already sweating in the morning sun. “Gus, what do you grow here?”
“Corn, potatoes, sweet potatoes, beans, a shit ton of vegetables and we have fruit orchards as well. For grains we grow rye, sorghum, and spelt. The temperature and sun is just barely good enough to grow herbs and spices. With the walking and the lack of fast food, you’ll be down to ten percent bodyfat in a couple of months.”
“My wife will like that.”
Gus laughed. “I suppose other women will like it as well, my wife spotted you yesterday, she said you were easy on the eyes.”
“Tell her thanks, I guess.”
Gus chuckled then continued. “Here we are, you’re in work group ten, here’s your work gloves and adze. They’ll teach you how to hoe, we’re needing another strip of potatoes.”
…
Jo walked up to the North’s mansion in the center of the residential district of the island. The building was huge and built in a neo classical style. The building was painted bright white and every gate and door had the letter N emblazoned on it.
The young woman walked to the side gate and scanned her collar. The speaker in the gate crackled and then spoke. “Please follow the red brick path to the pool area, someone will be with you shortly.”
The brick path led to an area enclosed by a high brick wall that seemed to be topped with shards of multicolored stained glass. The oak door swung open automatically, letting her in. Inside a crystal blue pool shimmered in the cool morning breeze. She had a chill and rubbed her shoulders. The pool was surrounded by large garden beds filled with all sorts of flowers. Weeds were growing in between the plants and some shrubs were looking overgrown. Jo could see herself working here making things look perfect.
“Hello Miss Mardresson?” A burly voice spoke from the other entrance to the pool area, causing her to yelp. She looked left and squealed even louder. In the doorway was a large middle aged man standing completely naked. His chest was covered in hair and he had a receding hair line. He looked very strong, but he also seemed to enjoy his food. What shocked Jo the most was his flaccid dong. He was a girthy six inches long and he wasn’t hard at all. His pecker covered a pendulous scrotum. He walked around the pool and got into her personal space.
“Yes..I’m Jo Mardresson. I….I was told to start work here in the gardens.”
He smiled broadly and offered his hand. “I’m Resden North. President of the syndicate running this island. I’m pleased to meet you.”
“Mr. North!?” She took a step back and bowed. She then yelped again realizing she got an even closer look at his penis. She saw his scrotum move slowly. Jo stood up straight and shook his hand. “Thank you for the opportunity.” She closed her eyes. “But why are you naked?”
“Oh, I just do this when I’m in my private residence. I think vitamin D is so important. Don’t you think that people these days don’t get enough D?”
“Heh, I guess not.”
“If you need me to cover up, I can grab a towel.”
“No, no it’s fine. This is your house after all and your island to boot.” She giggled nervously. “So how about that job, what would you like me to do?”
“Ah yes, step right over here. Today I don’t have much. Just a few plants I’d like watered, these in the urns. And then I need this bed weeded and the potted plants by the shed planted along the brick wall. They’ll be pretty, don’t you think?”
“Oh yes, very.” She kept glancing at his manhood. Resden couldn’t stop grinning.
“I’ll be back when you're done. Gloves and tools are in the garden shed there.”
…
Jo had planted the last zinnia when she saw Resden’s large shadow pass over her. Her ass was glistening with sweat as she was bent over. She immediately sat on her haunches and looked up. His magnum was now at eye level, but a few feet away. She gulped.
He was holding two glasses of beer in his hands. “Would you like some refreshment?”
Jo shot up and walked out of the flower bed and put away the garden tools. “I thought that this island was supposed to be devoid of poisons and contamination.”
He winked. “I won’t tell, if you don’t. Come, sit.” He handed a glass to her and walked to a patio table and chairs.
Sitting down she could see his manhood through the metal grate of the table. Resden said, “Jo, my eyes are up here.”
“Oh! Sorry. I just don’t know of many nudists.”
“Don’t feel bad, I’ve been catching glimpses from you. I didn’t think it was that cold. I’ll admit they are perfect though.”
Jo realized her nipples were straining against the fabric of her bikini top from the chill air. Her arm shot out to cover them.
“Ha! I was only kidding. You know you and your spouse will do much better at the game if you lighten up a little. It’s something I recommend to everyone. I just saw your scores. Negative points on day one, that’s the first time I’ve seen that.”
“It’s not like I hadn’t tried. He was just a little tired.” She blushed. “I can’t believe I’m saying this to you.”
“I have that effect on people. That’s how I got rich.” He laughed. “I’ll let you in on a little secret. You’ll want to get as many points as you can. Things are always getting in the way of romance here, there’s so much work to do to maintain a village all on its own. You need to use your time wisely to achieve the group's goals.”
“I feel so far behind. I don’t want to go back home. This place feels like paradise.”
Resden took a sip of beer and licked his lips. “I could help you out of the hole you're in. Patricians have the right to award points for … good behavior. It might help you break out of your shell a little.”
Jo shifted uncomfortably. “What did you have in mind?”
“I like seeing pretty things Jo. How about this? For the afternoon, why don’t you sunbathe in the pool area while I do some paperwork.”
“I just have to sunbathe?”
“I’ll even let you grab a book from the library if you get bored.”
“I don’t see a problem with that.” Jo shrugged. She took her last swig of the beer, feeling its effects.
“Wonderful. Why not lay down on that lounge chair.”
“Oh..ok.”
Jo walked over to the chair taking small steps before kicking off her high heels, lying on the white plastic beach lounge. She tried to close her eyes. The bright sun started to heat up her body. She heard a door open and close. She didn’t think much about it until she felt the bow on her bikini top be untied.
“Mr. North!?” She turned and covered herself as the bra unleashed her bosom.
He held up a bottle of sun screen. “Don’t want you getting burned my dear. This lotion also doubles as a massage oil. Let’s get you to relax.”
Jo hesitated but then brought her silken black hair past her shoulder to reveal her tanned back. The bikini splayed to her left and right sides. Her ample side boob was now uncovered, only visible to the patrician inside the private pool area.
He squeezed out a line of lotion on her back and started to massage the area of her back with large strong hands. Thumbs pressed into her back with just the right pressure and pushed up and down, working out the knots in her muscle. He rubbed in lotion into her arms and legs. He then massaged her neck right above the silver collar. She kept her eyes closed and faced away from him lying prone. Eventually her muscles relaxed.
“You should be proud to have such a sexy body. I think you might be one of the prettiest girls on the island.” A hand briefly passed over her side boob.
“Mr. North please. You’re flattering me. You are very good at massage though.”
“There is one place I’m missing. Do you mind? I hate tan lines on girls.”
“Sure, I guess.”
She shut her eyes tight as she felt his fingers loosen her bikini bottom. He flipped the fabric of her bottom down and her pale ass was exposed. She reached down and covered herself. “I just realized, I don’t…”
He grabbed her wrist firmly and pulled it away, not saying anything. Two squirts of lotion hit her creamy cheeks. The same strong hands gripped and massaged her ass.
“Mr. North…”
She wondered when was the last time someone had really massaged her glutes. The stout fingers probed and mashed her tissues. She gave in and relaxed. The hands moved in circles and squeezed as well. The motion pulled her cheeks apart on every cycle.
“Good, now you’re getting it. Relaxing and feeling good is important for a long and happy life.” His voice was lower now. The thumbs hooked between her highs and massaged the lotion into areas where the sun was unlikely to hit.
Jo could feel her insides start to tingle. “This feels wrong Mr. North.” She angled her ass a little higher, giving him a full view.
“Jo, please call me Resden in private from now on. I command it. Or, master, I like that too.”
“Yes. Mmmm…master.”
The moment she said the word master, Resden's fingers started to stroke her vagina, as if it was a reward.
“No….please… don’t…. stop.” She froze like a statue as his fingers stroked her sopping wet slit.
“Remember girl, I can help you, if you just let me.”
“Mpphh.” Was all she could say and lay still for a few moments longer. She then made her hips gyrate and pushed against his finger, trying to get it to be closer to her love button.
“I bet your husband Al would hate to see you in such a state.”
“Don’t say his name!” She turned over, exposing her giant rack to him. “You did this to me, it's your fault. I’m doing this to keep me and Al on the island, so we can have a family.”
“Of course my dear, you’re a devoted and loving wife.” He fingered her deeply, hooking his finger and rubbing the wrinkly flesh of her g-spot. She pulled at her nipples hard, stretching the flesh of her areolas. Her eyes dilated as she saw his massive erection. It bounced every second like a metronome. Her hands shied away from it but she started to squirm as an orgasm grew inside her belly. Resden knelt down and started to suck on Jo’s hot pink nipples.
“AaaahhhH!!!!” Pushed over the edge, Jo squirted a long thin stream of fluid onto Resden’s wrist as he continued to massage her. She moaned and arched her back in the bright sun of the pool.
After the squirting subsided, she went limp. Dresden spoke into the black jewel of Jo’s collar. “Patrician override, code 001. Please remove all penalties from the Mardresson couple.”
Jo felt her collar buzz. “Mardresson couple points reset to zero.”
“Thank you master.” She said as she dozed off.
“Such a good servant.” He pet her hair. “You and I are going to work well together.”
