Haven is compromised and Katie and the girls are rescued.
CHAPTER 8: MR. STANISLAUS
"Mr. Stanislaus, sir?" the large black man asked respectfully, but comfortably, from the open doorway of the expansive and luxurious office.
The man inside sat behind a massive desk located a distance away. The office was like a personal living room with an office space at one end. Located on the ground floor, the entire outside wall of the corner room was floor-to-ceiling windows with open sheer window coverings, looking out onto spacious and carefully maintained grounds surrounding the 10,000 square foot estate's main residential building on the east end of Grand Cayman Island. It was a location designed and built for privacy and protection.
"Robert," the older man said, responding with a usual familial welcome. Mr. Stanislaus was of Polish-American heritage, Caucasian, 67 years old, and the head of a very large, wealthy, and legally shady global organization. Robert was a black man of 32 years of age, 6'4" tall, and muscular. He was the head of Mr. Stanislaus' personal protection detail that included 5 other men of similar stature and appearance.
"How goes the search?" Mr. Stanislaus continued as he leaned back into his chair, giving Robert his full attention as Robert walked across the space to take one of the chairs in front of the desk.
"Sir," Robert began, "I'm still not sure I understand why you are intent on this search." There were few men able to challenge an instruction given to them by this man. His instructions and directions were to be received and acted upon without question. "Getting a woman here is easy."
The older man set his gaze on his trusted protector and nodded thoughtfully. "Yes, of course, Robert, that is true and has been exactly what we have done since this compound was finished and we relocated here last year. You and your team insulate me and our operation from the outside, and this compound was intended to add to that insulation both from the outside and international prying. I think these other women, who can be brought in when desired, could be a weakness in our security. They might not see much, but they might be easily encouraged to share what little they do see."
Robert nodded. That issue had been a topic of past conversations. The effort he had to expend in vetting the women took time and could always be questioned.
"Besides," Mr. Stanislaus continued, "you and your men have isolated yourselves here for my protection. You, and they, sacrifice enough; you shouldn’t have to also sacrifice the pleasures of a woman.”
Robert chuckled easily with his boss, "You pay us well, sir, for that sacrifice, but with the right women, we certainly would be appreciative."
The older man smiled with understanding. When hookers and call-girls had been brought to the estate, he knew how much the six-man team enjoyed the opportunity for carnal delights.
"So, what of the search. You know, Robert, as much as I use people to achieve a goal, I don't feel comfortable with island hookers."
"Understood, sir," Robert replied, "and I think I have found the women needed."
"Women?" he challenged, raising eyebrows.
Robert chuckled, "I wasn't looking for 'women', sir, but that is what I have found. There is an island off the Florida Keys called Haven that entices women who are abused by husbands for a safe escape. Once they have them, the women are programmed in some kind of mind-control process into being sluts willing to fuck. This island then attempts to use the women, but it will likely fail in short order. Their operational model can't be sustained, and sooner or later, they will be exposed."
"And?"
"And, sir, there is a mother and her two fraternal twin daughters. The Haven group is nervous about them. Their programming is highly effective, resulting in three very eager sluts, but their minds have retained a level of independent rationality."
"Could that rationality be an issue for our activities, Robert?"
Robert shook his head. "Haven doesn't understand what they have, sir. This Haven isn't very sophisticated for what they have available to them. The programming has dumbed down the other sluts, leaving them as simple fuck sluts. These three, for whatever reason, responded differently, but they are completely dedicated to Haven despite the concerns of the group. I am confident that a bit of encouragement with that process and their dedication can be transferred from Haven to you, sir."
"And they are good, otherwise?"
"Good? The six of us tried to fuck the hell out of them, but they just continued to eagerly respond for more. The daughters defer to the mother, and they are all engaging and eager. They are unlike any others, sir. I've never encountered women like them."
"If they are part of this Haven thing, are they available? Could they come down for a visit?"
Robert shook his head again. "The women never leave the island." Robert chuckled, "But, Haven is nervous enough that they indicated a willingness to sell them."
"Sell them? I won't buy another human, Robert. I do a lot of things, but not that.”
"I know that. You won't have to, sir." Mr. Stanislaus looked at Robert to continue. "They are on the verge of failing. We just need to nudge their failing." The boss smiled and nodded. He loved it when his people solved issues for him.
* * * *
Katie and the girls didn't know what was happening. They had never seen such anxiety in the three leaders of Haven as they were led by Kevin into Matthew's office.
The three naked women stood at the open door to the office when they saw another man sitting in front of the desk. A large black man. Susie nudged Katie, "That's one of the six men we fucked," she whispered. Katie had made the same connection, and her cunt had flooded in that instant. Her mind went to the feeling of his 12-inch cock like a pile driver in her cunt and ass.
Matthew straightened in his chair as the women entered the office. "Sluts, you may remember this man from a previous meeting at the lodge." Katie nodded and smiled at the man. She definitely remembered him as her daughters did, also. Matthew continued, "He has requested you three again. You will accompany him to the lodge."
How strange, Katie thought. The other times, they were simply instructed to go to the lodge to discover who they were being sent to fuck. This time, Matthew was being treated differently, and the anxiety was visibly showing in Matthew, which provided more puzzlement.
"Of course," Katie said, looking at the man.
Nothing was said on the way to the lodge by carts driven by Haven men. Once at the lodge, though, the carts left. Katie noticed a boat at the dock, but kept her attention on the man.
When the carts were gone, the large black man turned to the three naked women standing with him at the foot of the stairs leading up to the main level of the lodge. "There is someone I want you three to meet," he said.
Katie and the girls exchanged glances, and it was Susie who blurted out what they were all thinking. "We've been hoping to see you again. You are going to fuck us, aren't you?" Katie and Toni were nodding their agreement, too.
He laughed. "You three are great. I think we can take care of that. First, though, there is someone who wants to meet you. This is my boss, and I have spoken very highly of you three."
"Understood," Katie said. "Will he be fucking us, too? What would you like us to do?"
He smiled, "Nothing special, Katie. What I need you to do is to be yourselves with him. He wants to see the people you are, so be natural, be yourselves."
"Yes, sir," Katie responded. "We can do that."
The man led them up the wooden steps, across the deck, and into the lodge, where they found an older white man sitting in the large living room of the lobby.
"Naked, Robert?" the older man blurted out.
"Sir, believe me, this is their natural and preferred state," the black man he called Robert responded.
Katie took a step forward, "Sir, he's correct. My daughters and I haven't had clothes on since we came to this island. We do prefer being naked. So, sir, please don't be upset with him."
The older man looked at Robert and back at Katie. "Interesting, you're speaking up for him?" Katie just stood with a fixed gaze. "I see what you mean about them, Robert. Just so you understand, dear," he continued, "Robert is someone I trust with my life and, by extension, the other five men you had previously met." Katie looked to her daughters and saw the connection being made. "I wasn't upset with Robert," the older man continued, "I was merely surprised. My instructions were that I wanted to speak with the three of you, I trusted Robert's evaluation of your … how should I say this delicately … evaluation of your more physical skills."
Katie smiled and relaxed.
Robert made the introductions, and the three women sat on a couch opposite the older man. Not knowing what the situation was, they sat as demurely as possible, given that they were already naked. It was interesting, Katie thought to herself. The man asked a series of questions to her and the girls about their history and attitudes. He was curious about her defending a man she didn't really know. He asked the girls about how they felt about being naked so much and pleasuring men they didn't even know. After about 20 minutes, he appeared satisfied with whatever his motivation had been to talk with them.
Finally, he asked Susie if she liked living on the island. She shrugged and looked at her mom, "Well, I mean, yeah. I mean, we're Haven sluts, so …"
Toni added, "It's what we are, sir. We're just Haven sluts. We do what we’re told."
He looked at Katie. She felt he was looking for something more, but she wasn't sure what. She glanced at the black man, Robert. He had been watching intently during the exchanges. She saw him subtly nod, and she took that to be honest.
"Sir, we came to Haven for our safety from an abusive man. We," she indicated with a gesture of her head to include her daughters, "found ourselves becoming sluts. We have our suspicions of how that happened, but the fact remains that we actually like being sluts. We like fucking men and being naked." She glanced at Robert again. He was watching her carefully. She glanced at the girls and found them watching her, too. They had talked about their feelings about Haven among themselves.
Whatever the purpose of the man interviewing them, she decided to take a chance with full honesty. "We don't want to get into trouble with Haven, sir," she said. He assured her that their conversation was confidential. She took a breath. "As I said, as we each have said, we like being sluts now that we are. But … sir … well … that's all we are here. Sluts. I mean, there is nothing else for us until another man wants to fuck us. I don't know if this is making sense, sir."
He smiled as he glanced at Robert and looked at each of the women sitting naked across from him. He was taken by how comfortable they sat before him, a stranger, while being naked. He was also taken by how much alike they looked in size and shape. Even the mother compared to her daughters. He recognized what Robert had seen and trusted his evaluation of their abilities as sluts.
"If I understand you, Katie, you like being sluts, but wish there was more to your life beyond the next man who gets between your legs."
Katie nodded shyly after a glance at her daughters, who nodded at her. "Yes, sir. Please don't let Haven know we have any dissatisfaction, though."
His face changed just a fraction. "Are you afraid of them, Katie?"
"No, sir. Well … I mean, they've never actually threatened any of us. It's just … well, we want to be the best we can be, is all. If that is just being sluts, that's what we'll be."
"But you would desire to be more," he said in understanding.
"Yes, sir," Katie confirmed. She looked at the girls as she added, "We'd excel at whatever was asked of us, if only it was asked."
The man gave a firm nod to Robert as he stood. It felt strange to Katie and the girls, but the man stepped up to them as they stood, too, and shook each of their hands. They were so used to men just assuming they could touch and probe their naked bodies that a handshake was surprising and awkward. They were intrigued when he said, "You three deserve to be more than you are here. Would you like to be more?" They nodded without knowing what more he was thinking or how that could be.
Robert inserted himself and started them up the staircase to the upstairs, but Katie stopped and turned back to Mr. Stanislaus. "Sir, thank you."
He smiled, confused, "Thank you? For what, dear?"
She thought for a moment to form her response, "For … for talking to us like we were more than just sluts. It has been a long time since anyone cared about what we thought or how we felt about anything."
The girls added in unison, "Yes, sir, thank you."
He nodded with a pleased smile as Robert continued to lead them up the stairs. At the landing, Susie asked, "What was that about, sir?"
Robert stopped and looked intently at each. "Were you being honest with him?" They each nodded. "Good. You'll find out soon. For now, though, does the slut part of you need some men?" They nodded excitedly. "You remember my associates; they are waiting for you. The boss and I are going to have a talk with the Haven guys. In the meantime, enjoy yourselves."
They separated from Robert and began searching guest rooms for the other five men they had enjoyed so much the previous time. They found them all in one room. They were all naked and stood when the women entered the room. The women gazed at the men, all tall and muscled, and black like Robert. All with the long, thick cocks they remembered, hanging limply. To the women's surprise, there wasn't a hurried rush to fuck. They introduced themselves: Toby, Sam, Abe, Carl, and Frank. It was like they and Robert were formed out of the same mold: all about 6'4" tall, well muscled, and cocks that were 10 to 12 inches long when hard. They were a slut's dream, and they remembered how that dream had felt the last time.
* * * *
Upon returning to downstairs, Mr. Stanislaus said, "I understand your assessment of them, Robert. Let's go talk to those guys. You know how I feel about fools."
Robert smiled, "This should be fun."
"Yes," Mr. Stanislaus replied, "but we need a bit of programming on the girls before the fools realize they won't be paid."
"Girls," Robert chuckled, "you do remember the mother is about my age."
He patted Robert's large bicep, "And at my age, dear boy …" Robert laughed.
* * * *
There were five men and three women. Not balanced, so Katie directed her daughters to two men each, and she stepped up to Abe, who was the last man. She took his hand and led him out of the room and randomly ***********ed another guest room. She pressed her naked body against his and pressed her hips against him, his cock firming rapidly and pressing into her abdomen. The men were about a foot taller than she and the girls, and that only added to the erotic effect the men had for them. She knew she would enjoy discovering all the ways their size and strength could add to the way they could be fucked, but she knew she had to settle for whatever time she had with any of them.
To her surprise, she got a sense of that discovery as she reached up to kiss him, and, instead, he picked her up easily. She wrapped her arms and legs around him. "Oh, God," she gasped as she held on tightly and covered his mouth. "You're so strong," she gasped after the kiss as she stared into his eyes, "so strong … and your cock," she uttered further as she felt his hardened cock pressing against her pubes, "… you know the girls, and I talked about if we could be with you guys again."
He chuckled, "And what did you talk about? Just our cocks?"
"God, no," she exclaimed, "yes, sure, your cocks are … God … amazing, but there is something about you guys that seemed so exciting, too."
"Well, for your information," he chuckled with another kiss, "we talked about you three, too. But, right now, let's just fuck." Katie smashed her mouth into his and didn't break the kiss as she felt him align his cock against her cunt and settled her down over it.
"Oh, God, yesssss," she moaned as she lessened the hold she used with her arms and settled down over his cock while in his arms. He used his hands on her butt to lift her and drop her back down. "Oh … fuck … yessssss … I knew … you guys would be … special."
He backed up to the bed and partially fell back onto it. The impact and bounce forced his cock deep, and she cried out as he rolled them over twice to get them into the center of the bed, and she found herself on top again. She kissed him, his cock filling her cunt, and she planted her hands on the thick slabs of muscle that made up his chest. She kneaded the muscle with her fingers as she raised up slowly on his cock and back down, feeling every long inch as she clenched her cunt around the thick pole inside her.
His smile and eyes reflected lust back up to her, and he thrust his hips up to meet her cunt coming down. They both moaned, and their fucking intensified as her hips rose and dropped faster, and his hips thrust up harder.
It felt different to her. How could it feel different? The previous time was special and amazing. Her fingers felt his body more directly as they fucked. His eyes met hers as if trying to transmit something that hadn't been spoken, yet. As if there was something more to be understood, but she had to relinquish those thoughts as an orgasm rose quickly within her. She didn't feel he was ready, but she had to feel it, to experience another amazing orgasm on their magnificent cocks that filled her cunt so completely.
As her orgasm hit, he rolled them, and he continued to fuck her through her orgasm. She felt limp as her body shivered and quaked, her cunt in a spasm around his pounding cock. As her senses began to return, she wrapped her legs around his waist and lifted her hips to meet his powerful thrusts. When his cock exploded inside her cunt, she orgasmed a second time.
He rolled them again so she was lying on top of his large body, her head on his upper chest, feeling his chest expand and fall with his deep, recovering breath. His cock continued to fill her cunt, and she continued to periodically squeeze his cock. She stretched up to kiss him before crossing her arms over his chest, and she rested her chin on them so she could look at him easily.
"My God," she sighed, "that was amazing."
He smiled, "I agree," he shared, "but … that's going to have to be it for now."
She clamped her cunt around his cock as if that would make it impossible for them to separate. "Why?" she uttered in a pleading voice. She thought about it for a moment and remembered the older man, the boss, Mr. Stanislaus. "Mr. Stanislaus, right?"
He nodded. "We don't want to keep him waiting. He allowed us to spend this time with you and your daughters. We don't want to abuse that." Katie nodded her understanding and eased herself off him.
* * * *
Matthew couldn't control his excitement, and Mr. Stanislaus not only recognized it but was amused by it. The man actually thought he was in control of the situation.
"We will modify the programming to eliminate their connection to Haven. Then, the exchange can be completed," Matthew summarized.
Robert interjected, "How long will that programming take?"
Steven considered the question. Clearly, they were in a hurry. "I will go to begin the revision now, and I should be ready by the time they return. It won't be more than a 15-minute audio session." He looked from Robert to Mr. Stanislaus, "You're sure you don't want the sluts programmed so they will identify themselves as your sluts?"
"We're sure," Robert said firmly. "They seem content enough being sluts. That's all we want."
* * * *
Robert was waiting outside the Administration building when the women arrived with the five other men. "The guy named Steven is waiting for you at his training building." The women looked at him, confused. "He said it won't take long."
"Training?" Katie questioned. "Why are we getting another training session?" Robert just looked back at her. "Yes, sir." She turned to her daughters, "Come on, girls, let's see what is going on."
After walking away from the six men only a short distance, Katie said, "I was disappointed to only be fucked once. I was hoping we'd switch like last time."
Susie and Toni nodded. "We were both double penetrated, but we probably only had the same number of orgasms," Toni offered as a positive look at what had happened.
Katie chuckled and wrapped her arms around her daughters as they walked to the training building. "I love you guys," she said as her arms slid down their backs to pat their asses. "Maybe the next time we see them, it will be like the first time."
"I sure hope so," Susie uttered. "Their cocks are amazing and the way they use them …"
Toni just had to add, "And, damn, they are so strong, I feel like a doll for them to use as they want."
"You think we'll see them again, Mom?" Susie added.
"God, I hope so," Katie added with her own hopefulness.
* * * *
After the short session with Steven, who wouldn’t offer any additional information, the women were still as confused as ever about what was happening. They didn't feel the session had done anything new for them, like after other sessions, when some new desire had been introduced to them. Instead of explaining anything, Steven returned them directly to Matthew's office.
"Katie, what are you?" Matthew asked upon their return to his office.
"Sluts, Matthew," Katie responded, and for the first time, she said it without saying 'Haven Sluts', and for the first time, addressing him by his name. Katie noticed it seemed to surprise him, but she ignored it. She had responded the way her mind told her to.
"Toni," Mr. Stanislaus said in taking over and getting their attention, "whose slut are you?"
Toni looked directly at him, ignoring Matthew, Kevin, or Steven. "What do you mean, sir?" she responded.
"Katie?" he then turned the question to the mother.
"I don't understand, either, sir. We don't belong to anyone. We're sluts, but why would we belong to someone?" she responded.
"And what do sluts like?" he asked.
Katie smiled, "Sluts … we, sir … like to fuck."
"Don't forget being naked, Mom," came Susie's addition with a giggle.
Mr. Stanislaus smiled. He then motioned to Robert, who led the women out of the office. Outside, Robert directed Abe, Carl, and Frank to take the women back to the lodge where their rented boat waited. Tobi and Sam returned inside with Robert. They stood behind Mr. Stanislaus.
Matthew finally said, "Okay, now we can take care of the money."
"There won't be any money exchanged," Mr. Stanislaus casually countered.
"What do you mean?" Matthew protested. "You have our sluts."
"You don't understand your position," Mr. Stanislaus calmly responded. "Tomorrow morning, the Miami FBI field office will receive an anonymous package containing just enough information about your enterprise here to have them swarming this island of yours." He stood and looked at the three leaders of Haven, who appeared to be in shock. They weren't violent men. They had achieved what they had by manipulation, but the three large black men behind the older man would have ended any thought of challenge, anyway. "You don't have much time." With that, he turned and left the office with his protection behind him.
At the dock, Robert met the three naked women. "Mr. Stanislaus would like very much if you three would join him at his estate."
"His estate?" Katie repeated.
Robert smiled. "He is hopeful that you would like to live there."
"As his sluts?" Katie pursued.
Robert shook his head. "To work for him. I think you'll enjoy the benefits."
Susie poked her mother. "I think he's saying we'll be fucked by them living there."
Katie smiled, "I don't know how we could turn down such an offer." Everyone laughed.
Mr. Stanislaus walked up to Katie and put his arm around her waist. "I think you will find my estate pleasant, dear. I already know you like the men who protect me."
Katie turned and hugged her girls as the obvious excitement filled their faces. That was all the answer Mr. Stanislaus required. But there was more that he wanted them to be clear about.
"Do you know why you are with us and not back at Haven? Do you even know why you are sluts?" Mr. Stanislaus asked. Katie thought about that for a minute before shaking her head. "You came to Haven for a safe place away from abuse, right?" Katie nodded, again doing so for all three of them. "They abused that trust by subjecting you to some mind-control programming to turn you into sluts for their purposes."
Katie glanced at the girls before responding. "We suspected something like that, sir. It took us a while, but the sessions we had with Steven … I don't know … they induced shifting in our thinking … in our feelings." She and he stared at each other for a long moment as the other men and her girls watched. "The truth, though, is that we like being sluts. We like fucking men, and being naked even around others who are dressed. If you say it is because of programming …" she shrugged her shoulders.
"Haven wanted to sell you three," he blurted out. "That was why you were in that room on display when you met Robert and the others."
She turned to the girls and saw the looks of … what? … violation? "Sell us? We thought they wanted us as their best sluts." She searched his face, "Does that mean you bought us? You said you don't own people. Does that mean you might sell us?"
"I don't. I won't," he assured her. "I didn't buy you. I took you away from them. I asked Robert to find a woman who could serve their special needs at the estate. Instead, he found three women. I trust Robert's choice and came here to secure you three from this Haven organization. I want you three to join us in my employ, not as property."
Katie and the girls openly faced Mr. Stanislaus. "We already knew we wanted to join you, Robert, and the others, but I'm curious what you have in mind when you say working for you?"
He stepped closer to Katie and, while holding her gaze, reached out to take one of her persistently erect nipples. "It has been a very long time since I have allowed myself the touch of a woman, Katie, Susie, and Toni. Having met you three, however, that time may have come to an end." He smiled warmly at them. "But, to address your curiosity, we will figure that out in time as to how you fit into the estate. I know my men enjoy you and that you enjoy them. There may be other men on occasion, too. Does that concern you?"
Katie smiled, checked with her daughters, and seeing their smiles, too, responded, "Not at all, sir. As we have said, we love to fuck. The only thing we would ask is that we be safe while pleasuring any men you wish us to pleasure, sir. We're your sluts, sir," she proclaimed proudly.
"You know my six protectors, dear Katie. They will keep you as safe as they do me." He considered the last part of her comment. "To be clear, I was serious. I don't own people. If you want, we can have those tattoos removed from your backs."
Katie chuckled, "We'll keep the tattoos, sir. Think of it this way, then, sir. You refer to Robert and the other five as YOUR protectors. In the same way, we are YOUR sluts." He smiled with a nod. "Regardless, sir, we consider ourselves now to be Stanislaus sluts. We are sluts, sir. We're your sluts. We're Robert's and the rest of your men's sluts." She turned to her girls, and they stood firmly alongside Katie. "The tattoos just confirm that."
He checked each woman as they stood before him, naked and eager. He finally nodded in surrender. So, he had three sluts. Was his quiet life being shaken? Somehow, he already felt that it was being shaken for the better.