The Plane Crash - Book 2 - Illustrated

The Plane Crash - Book II

by CrackedJaguar

©Copyright 2018 by CrackedJaguar

Standard Disclaimer. The Author does not support or suggest that anyone do any of the acts described herein.

Agent Note: I met CrackedJaguar over in what we referred to as Blue Hell. He was quite easy to get along with, always up for some conversation. I remember one day he asked me to proof a story for him. It was for a writing competition. I said sure, grammar is my friend. Well, I was not prepared. The man had an excellent imagination, and loved to tell stories, but grammar? Um, no. It took me hours and hours and hours to proof the story for him, and when I was done, I sent it back to him. Next time we chatted, I explained how long it took. He said, “Well, yeah, I suck at grammer (sic). Why do you think I asked you to look at it?!” We both had a great laugh over that. He love my writing website, and had some very good friends over there. Unfortunately, cancer got the best of him, and he passed in early 2021. It was, truly, a sad day. So, I’m bringing forth his longest work, The Plane Crash, in two novellas. I have proofed it, and while I think I did a pretty good job, I may have missed a few. I think he’d be okay with that. :)

Chapter XXXVI

Jeremy woke in the morning. The sun was just clearing the horizon. He stepped out over a sleeping Tiffany and went to have a look around. No one else was up yet, so he took the opportunity to take a little swim before breakfast. He spent almost half an hour exploring the lagoon. He was already familiar enough with it on the surface, so he explored the rocky floor of the lagoon.

There was really not a lot to see, a few small coral outcrops, and a few bunches of sea urchins. There were a few underwater caves that he noted, but did not explore, because he didn’t trust that he could get out if he went too far. He swam back to the shallows, and was met by Shannon on the beach.

“What’s the matter with Tiffany?” she asked.

“Ask her,” Jeremy said, and sat down as the other girls started getting food sorted out.

Tiffany got a plate and brought it to Jeremy then she turned to Rachel. “Would you please let me eat your pussy?” she asked “Please Rachel, I need to eat your pussy, please let me,” she said, getting down on her knees. She started to lift Rachel’s skirt up with her fingers before Rachel slapped her hand away.

“Why the fuck should I do that, you bitch, after that performance you put on yesterday. You know damn well we are all drooling for a piece of that.”

“Please, Rachel, I need to eat you. I want to suck your pussy,” she said, her face inches from the other girl’s skirt-clad crotch.

“No, now fuck off. What’s up with this sudden lesbian crap?” Pricilla burst into tears and retreated to the shelter of the cave. Jeremy finished eating; the other girls looking a bit confused, but he ignored them and went ahead and walked down the path toward the Japanese base.

“What was that all about?” Naomi asked as she intercepted him on the path

“That’s what I would like to know,” Nicole said, coming up behind her.

“Well…” Jeremy said, “that’s a tricky question. If I tell you, it’ll spoil the surprise. Then, on the other hand, I’m kind of fed up with everyone taking advantage of my good humor.”

“Some kind of punishment?” Nicole asked.

“Something like that,” Jeremy said as they continued down the path.

“Get on your knees, bitch.” Pricilla’s voice came from a clearing off the path. The three of them looked over some brush to see Pricilla legs splayed her back against a tree. Anabell was dutifully kneeling between them, and Pricilla had Anabell’s hair clutched in one claw as she rubbed her slit against the older woman’s face. “You like fucking my dog, don’t you, bitch?”

All that could be heard from a distance was a low moan.

“Norman, get some,” they heard Rose say from behind a tree. The dog rushed up behind Anabell and started licking her from clit to ass with his long agile tongue. Rose moved from behind the tree, her naked body glistening in the dappled light. All eyes could see Rose’s fingers dipping into her dripping slit as the dog mounted Anabell.

“Yeah, take it like the bitch you are,” Pricilla said. Anabell simply grunted as the dog pounded her swollen slit like a jackhammer.

“Yeah that’s it fucking make me cum,” Pricilla howled, her legs trembling.

Rose moved to replace her, “Now eat my sister, you slut,” Pricilla called out, as she caught her breath. They watched as Pricilla reached under Anabell and started pulling her nipples, slapping them and squeezing them.

“I gotta pee,” Rose announced.

“Drink her piss, bitch,” Pricilla said, squeezing one of Anabell’s breasts in her fist. Both Naomi and Nicole unconsciously rubbed their own breasts. Rose unleashed a stream of yellow fluid into Anabell’s mouth. “Swallow it, you fucking traitor.”

Anabell did as she was told. Her face and hair were streaming wet with urine. She tried to sit up to catch her breath, but the weight of the dog on her back and Pricilla’s fist on her tit held her in place.

“No one told you to stop eating pussy, cunt,” Pricilla said.

Anabell pressed her face to Rose’s pussy again, and she moved vigorously to bring the other girl off. Rose soon collapsed on the sand as her orgasm overwhelmed her.

Norman, his cock still stuck in the woman’s pussy, was dragging Anabell across the clearing. Pricilla got up and took hold of the dog. As Anabell groaned, “I have one more thing to do to you, bitch.” She picked up a bowl of what looked like water. She pulled out a string of fiber from it.

“What’s that?” Nicole whispered to Jeremy.

“No idea,” Jeremy whispered back. They watched as Pricilla wrapped the strips of fiber around Anabell’s nipples.

“Better hope you can get someone to suck those nipples of yours, bitch,” Pricilla said.

“That’s some strips of hide that I got from the last goat we skinned. It’ll shrink up and make your nipples fall off, it you don’t keep it wet. Though I wouldn’t mind that too much if they did.”

Pricilla reached down between Anabell’s legs. Norman had dislodged himself and she took a handful of the frothy slime of dog cum and girl juice and rubbed it on Anabell’s face. “Don’t want you getting chapped lips.”

“Suck him hard again,” Rose said, pointing to the dog that was now sitting off to the side of the clearing, licking his still oozing cock. Anabell began to get up.

“Crawl like the bitch you are,” Pricilla said, slapping Anabell on her breast leaving a bright red handprint on it. The other breast was already developing ugly black bruises.

Anabell got down on her hands and knees and crawled over to the dog. She leaned forward to lick his cock and gagged. “Suck it bitch,” Pricilla said, pushing her head forward. Norman’s enormous cock slowly slipped between Anabell’s stretched lips.

“Yeah, take him to his balls, bitch,” Rose said.

Anabell gagged again as the large cock began to swell and fill her mouth. The dog mounted her face and started humping, his balls bouncing merrily again her chin. Then he held still, and from her gagging and loud swallowing, it was obvious the dog was spewing his creamy puppy juice down Anabell’s throat.

A few minutes later he popped out of her mouth, his knot dangling above his lengthy piece of meat. Something the size of a golf ball now, though it was obviously bigger before.

“Fucking wild,” Nicole whispered, as Naomi took Jeremy and her by the arm and led them down the path. They found their way to the base without incident. Naomi worked on inspecting the aircraft. Jeremy and Nicole worked on mounting the large propellers. It was about an hour before noon when they finished. There was still the problem of fuel. Naomi laid out on one of the workbenches.

“How about a quick fuck?” Naomi asked. ”I’m fucking horny as hell.”

“Aren’t you supposed to wait for your turn?” Nicole asked.

“What? I don’t think he can get me pregnant again. No harm, no foul.”

“I really think you should bring this up with the other girls.”

“What, and have to fight over this gorgeous monster?” Naomi asked, slipping her hand under Jeremy’s skirt.

“What about me?” Nicole asked. “You don’t think I don’t want open access to his cock all the time too… I’d beg him right now to knock me up if I thought for a second he would.”

“Oh please just because you get an itch this is all hormones you know what it’s like to be pregnant?”

“What, you don’t think I have hormones too? You don’t think this little bun maker isn’t screaming to be filled?” Nicole asked, rubbing her belly.

“Girls, behave,” Jeremy said finally. “Look you guys are going to have to work something out. We will have to make an announcement at supper or something.”

“The hell I will,” Naomi said.

“If you don’t, I will,” Nicole said.

“What makes you think that you’re in charge?”

“What makes you think you can think straight with a bun in the oven?”

“I, well?”

“You girls settle this. I don’t care how, but I’d prefer you didn’t kill each other. We still need each other.”

“We don’t need all of us,” Naomi said.

“We do need all of us, Naomi. I’m not going to let you endanger any of these girls after I have worked so hard to take care of them and saved them.”

“Big Jeremy, the hero, oooh,” Naomi said.

“Naomi, shut up,” Nicole said as Jeremy walked out the door. He was halfway back to camp before the other two caught up.

“I’m sorry Jeremy,” Naomi began. “I guess I got a little crazy back there.”

“Me too,” added Nicole. “I don’t know what it is about being with you that makes us crazy.”

“Look girls, I don’t care what the problem is. let’s just make sure it’s taken care of. You all need to behave, in fact, maybe that’s what you all should do when we get back, is come up with a code of behavior so that we can all get along equitably.”

Jeremy sighed. “I don’t like being taken for granted, I don’t like being taken advantage of and I don’t like fighting, and we really have to do something about Pricilla. That girl has a mean streak a mile wide.”

“You’re not wrong there,” Nicole said. Naomi nodded in agreement. When the three of them arrived back at the camp, Tiffany came running up and dropped to her knees.

“Master, forgive me. I have been bad. If you wish to punish me further, I will accept whatever punishment you desire for me. I neglected to let Rachel taste your wonderful cock and drink your wonderful seed.”

She was crying there in front of Jeremy. He took her by the hand gently and tried to pull her to her feet. “Please Master, I am so unworthy to be your slave. I have failed you in so many ways.” Jeremy looked over at Naomi who just rolled her eyes.

“Tiffany, I never asked you to be my slave, and I only gave you a penance because you had apparently forgotten what you told me and you got greedy.”

“I know, I admit it. I was greedy. I love you, Jeremy. I love your cock. I want you baby so badly it hurts. I am so unworthy of you.”

Jeremy sighed. “Very well Tiffany, you are forgiven, but I expect you to help keep the others in line, especially Shannon and perhaps also Pricilla and Rose.”

“Of course, Master it will be my pleasure to keep order, to remind the others of how you saved us, and how you are our hero, and should be properly worshipped and not treated like some object.”

Jeremy was more than slightly annoyed.

“Rachel, would you come here?” Tiffany called.

“What is it?” Rachel asked, coming out of the kitchen area.

“Let me finish for you. I’ll do whatever it was that you were doing. Please come and enjoy my Master’s cock, taste his sweet seed. Savor it, please?”

“First, you want me to let you eat me, and now you want me to… Why?”

“It is a gift to you, Rachel, an apology for my bad behavior.”

“So I can just?” Rachel asked, gesturing to Jeremy’s crotch.

“Please do, Rachel, and enjoy,” Tiffany said, smiling as she turned to take over food preparations.

Rachel walked up to Jeremy and took his cock in her hand. She kissed him experimentally as she stroked his hardening member. She slowly stroked his cock as he embraced her, the long, slow kiss to eternity, as they drank from each other’s lips.

Rachel slowly kissed her way down Jeremy’s sun-glazed chest, kissing and tasting his nipples, her mouth tasting the firm flesh of his pecks. Her tongue danced down his abdomen, her fingertips teasing the hard, firm flesh.

She brushed her lips against his cock and she inhaled his smell. Her lips parted and her pink tongue touched the tip of his cock. She slowly painted his the length of his cock with the tip of her tongue. Then she flattened it, dragging her tongue up and down until it glistened with saliva. She slowly took the tip and held it against her pursed lips as she looked up at him, her lips parting as she sucked him inside of her mouth.

The warm wetness thrilled Jeremy as Rachel slowly sucked him, slow, long strokes as she buried her nose in his pubes. She tickled his balls with her fingertips and hummed slightly as she felt them tighten. She squeezed her own breasts as she felt him throb and then erupt in long streams of hot man cream. She swallowed and kept sucking, getting every bit of his precious man cream from his sensitive cock. “Wow,” Jeremy gasped after a few seconds.

“Thank you,” Rachel said, turning back toward the cooking, her hips swaying seductively.

“I’m in trouble,” Jeremy said.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, stud,” Nicole said, stepping up beside him.

“Yep, I’m in big trouble.”

They ate lunch, and the chat was uneventful until the end, when Nicole announced that later tonight there would be a conference. Jeremy looked for something to do, anything to keep his mind off the willing women.

He went and counted time on the calendar to try to figure out what the date was. He knew it was mid-summer in the US, but here in the south it must be mid-winter. That meant that the storm was a fluke, and it would be best that they get off the island before summer here. Maybe July or early October.

Maybe he could just spend the week knocking them up. No, that wouldn’t work. He had to get the plane ready. Once it was, it really wouldn’t matter. Life could go back to normal. Would his life ever be normal again? He sighed and sat down in the shade and closed his eyes.

He woke as the light was fading, and he ambled down the path towards camp. He almost tripped over Anabell, who was lying naked in the middle of the trail. He knelt beside her. She was still breathing, her breasts were horribly bruised, as was her pussy. Her ass was covered with red stripes, as was her stomach and thighs. He gently roused her; it took a moment for her to open her eyes. “Anabell, are you okay?”

“I’ll be fine, Master,” she said.

“No, you’re not fine. What happened?”

“Pricilla and Rose had me suck off Norman again, and they had him fuck me until he wouldn’t anymore. Then they got a fish from the kitchen and shoved it in my ass, and one of them fucked me with that, and the other fucked me with one of those wooden dildoes that Shannon made. They made me eat them while they beat me with switches and sticks, and then they…”

Jeremy hushed her and lifted her off the ground and carried her to his hut, setting her inside. He got a plate of fruit and heaped it up with a double portion while the girls all looked at him, confused.

Jeremy sat down in the hut with the bruised Anabell and slowly gave her bits of fruit and water as she faded in and out of consciousness. He examined her fully, and found the tail of a fish still sticking out of her ass. He gently dislodged it and tossed it out the door. He let her rest there beside his bed.

Jeremy sat there looking at the beaten and broken body of the woman who was tortured and blackmailed and degraded, first by her employer, and later by two women who claimed they were loyal to him. He unclenched his fist. He hadn’t realized that he was that angry. He was really angry. He looked at his palm where his nails had left indentions on them. He started counting… he got to fifty when Tiffany poked her head in. It was dark outside.

“Master?” she began “Oh? What did you do to her?”

“I didn’t do anything to her, Tiffany. What is your message?”

“Oh um, Nicole and Naomi would like to see you. The meeting is over and they want to tell you about everything.”

“Very well Tiffany, let them in and get me some more water and a rag if you can find one.”

“Yes Master, I will,” and she ducked out of the door, and he heard her saying, “Master will see you now, mistresses.”

Naomi and Nicole ducked in and sat down before noticing the supine Anabell lying beside Jeremy. “Jesus,” Naomi said. Nicole sucked her breath.

“Is she going to be okay?” Nicole asked.

“I hope so,” Jeremy said softly.

“I had no idea,” Naomi said.

“I don’t think any of us did,” Jeremy said. “This has to stop.” His voice was the cool steel of a sword blade and it cut the silence inside the hut.

“How?”

“She is under my care from now on,” he said. “I will have Tiffany and Shannon and probably Sunni taking care of her when we are working on things, at least until she is strong enough to get around. That may be several days.”

“Okay,” the two girls responded.

Tiffany ducked her head back inside with four coconut containers of water and she tossed him a ragged tank top. “As you requested, Master, my shirt was about all I could find that wasn’t completely threadbare.”

“Good job Tiffany, come sit,” he said, gesturing to the only empty spot in the now crowded hut. Jeremy started by dipping the cloth in the water and gently rubbing Anabell’s head and then the rest of her body. She shivered slightly at the touch, but didn’t stir beyond that. He had Tiffany do the same.

“Okay girls, fill me in.”

“Well, the girls decided that a month was too long to wait for cock, so every five days they will draw straws to see who gets their pussies fucked.” Nicole began.

“But, those girls who are pregnant, or become pregnant, can ask for a frolic anytime after your morning,” Naomi smiled.

“I see,” Jeremy said.

“And once you’re through plowing all those fields, we’ll talk to them about getting the ship out.”

“Sounds like a plan. When does this start?”

“In four days, that way Tiffany has enough time to get knocked up.”

“Okay, great, now then ladies, I need some rest.”

“Night,” Nicole said, kissing him deeply on the lips.

“Good night hero,” Naomi said, kissing Jeremy also, but she sucked his tongue briefly and then sucked his lip. “Until I get a chance to get pounded by that beautiful pole of yours again.”

Chapter XXXVII

Jeremy woke in the morning. Tiffany was lying on the other side of Anabell. He gently woke Tiffany and then Anabell. “Master?” Tiffany asked.

“Go get some more water please Tiffany,” she smiled and hurried from the interior of the hut. “How are you feeling, Anabell?”

“I hurt, but you shouldn’t trouble yourself with me. You should have left me to die.”

“Anabell, you should know by now that is something I could never do,” Jeremy said softly.

“Master I am so unworthy of you. I am so unworthy of these wonderful women who care so much for you. I wished to hurt you. I planned on it. I hated you for what you did…”

“Hush,” he said touching his fingers to her lips. “That does not matter now Anabell. I am worried about you. You need to rest. I’m going to make sure that the girls keep an eye on you while I take care of some things around camp. I’ll be nearby, so if you need or want to talk to me, just ask them to come and get me.”

“Master you are too kind to me.”

“Anabell, rest please and get better. I won’t let them hurt you anymore.”

“But master…” she said, her lip trembling, “I deserved to be hurt. I should be beaten and fucked and abused. I’m a…”

“You are a woman who has been mistreated for too long Anabell,” he kissed her softly on the forehead, and she sobbed. “Show everyone else that you have changed, that you are loyal to me, and that you have given up your past, and that your devoted to everyone here.”

“Yes, master,” she gasped.

“Now rest. When Tiffany returns, I want you to drink plenty of water, and I want you to eat.”

“I don’t want to be too fat for you master.”

“You shouldn’t worry about getting fat Anabell, you will be fat soon enough with our baby in your belly.”

“You… you would really give me your baby? Our baby?”

“Rest,” he said, kissing her softly on the lips.

“My chest hurts, my nipples are on fire,” she said softly, fading back into unconsciousness. Jeremy identified the rawhide strips that were wrapped around each nipple. He removed them as gently as he could and crawled out of the hut just as Tiffany returned.

“Keep an eye on her, Tiffany. I’ll have Shannon come and help you. One of you two are to be with her at all times.”

“Yes Master.”

“If there is a problem or something changes, you are to come and get me immediately.”

“Of course, Master,” Tiffany said. Jeremy met with Shannon at the cook fire and asked her to go and help Tiffany. Shannon hurried off while he ate.

They finished off three of the planned six huts in addition to his main hut. They were drier than the cave, and they were a lot more comfortable. Jeremy checked in on Anabell around lunch time. She was sleeping as peacefully as he could hope, and her bruises had gone from what was mottled red to an ugly black. She was a little feverish and, with the help of the other girls, he got her to eat and drink. When he stepped out of the hut to continue work, Sara met him. “Can we talk for a minute, Jeremy”.

“Sure,” Jeremy replied, walking with Sara down one of the game trails.

“Why are you so good? I mean, all that girl has done since we got stranded has been to cause trouble. I know the way that Rose and Pricilla and the other girls were treating her, but I mean why stick up for her now?”

“Because someone had to, because I couldn’t let you girls beat her to death or torture her anymore. I’m mad at myself for letting it happen in the first place, but I thought maybe the girls would get their aggression and anger out, but its only gotten worse.”

“You are just too good for any of us Jeremy.”

“Maybe Sara, maybe, but this has to stop.”

“I don’t know how it will.”

“One way or another, it will.”

“What if we never get off the island, Jeremy?”

“Let me worry about getting us off the island, Sara. I have a plan and it should work.”

Jeremy at that moment noticed something he hadn’t noticed before. Sara was wearing a watch.

“Sara, how long have you had that?” He asked, pointing to the watch.

“It was a Christmas present from my grandparents.”

“Can I see it?”

“Sure Jeremy, I guess?”

He looked at the watch. It read midnight and it was still moving, the second hand still sliced forward.

“Have you changed the time on this?”

“No, I mean I don’t know how much time change there has been. I’d all but forgotten about it.”

“Sara baby, you’re beautiful,” and he lifted her in a strong embrace and kissed her hard, and then ran down back to the camp.

Jeremy sat down with Naomi… “Can we figure it out with this?” he asked.

“Oh hell no, one of these girls didn’t have a time piece. I guess I lost mine in the crash…”

“Yeah, mine drowned in the salt water. Digital Timex piece of shit. Good for 30 meters water resistant unless it’s salt water.” He grinned.

“So let’s see, California time is +6.”

“Right,” Jeremy said, “so we mark time at noon tomor