Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties novel Chapter 12

Damien teaches lessons

… “What do you think he means by a price?” Laurette asked no one precisely. The ladies were gathered at the front of the gate, away from the ears of Damien. Ayisha also was with them. “Isn’t it obvious, he wants to fuck all of us!” Claire shot bluntly. Jada was irritated at what she had just said. “And so fucking what? What if he wants to lie with us? Is he that bad? Or do you really think you’re any better than us?” “Wait, bitch! Why do you always pick on me?” Claire was approaching Jada now. Jada snapped, “Maybe because you always talk before thinking!” “Wait… w-what what did this bitch just say?”

Claire stuttered striding to Jada. Tendzel wanted to hold them back but Laurette called,

“Let the both of them fight. Let’s see who’s stronger. They’ve been always like that!” The ladies left the two. Claire lunged at Jada, the former was taller. She slapped Jada in the face, two strikes! “You would watch your mouth around me.” Jada, cheeks red, reached for Claire’s long but sleek hair and pulled at it ruthlessly “Let my hair go you little witch!!!” Claire groaned, pushing mercilessly at Jada’s shoulder. Jada was a very strong brunette! Seeing that her effort to grab and dig her long fingers into tall Claire’s face was futile, she made for Claire’s cloth and ripped it off, grabbing at her bra to reveal her titties.

“You bastard!!!”

Claire screamed when Jada’s fingers left a scar on her smooth and soft left tit. She wasn’t having it anymore. How could she be tall and be at at a disadvantage. She decided to sweep Jada off her feet and climbed on her. Heavy and waves of slaps rained down on Jada’s small face.

“What a shame.”

Damien got to them, and lifted Claire up, away from Jada who was putting her arms up to block the slaps. Damien’s hands unconsciously grabbed Claire’s titties as she struggled to be let go. Fuck! Damien couldn’t believe he could have a boner suddenly. How crazy could it be. But he was lucky that his pants was baggy. “Much for the group of ladies.”

Damien scorned, letting go of Claire who pushed at his chest. She quickly covered her exposed titties.

Damien smiled inside! Why cover what he’d seen and touched. Nasty boy! “I’ll make a decision for you then since y’all can’t get a hold of it. You always let your emotions dictate for you.” He was glad that the genuine rage and disappointment for the group finally put his restless cock to sleep. “Claire, Laurette, Tendzel, you and you…”

He didn’t know the name of Evelyn and Mira. He continued,

“Come with me. This is your price to pay.”

To the remaining three which are Ayisha, Jada and Lisa, “Keep an eye on the safehouse. You don’t have to worry much about anything. The fence would hold out any danger. Stay indoors. If anything happens that’s beyond your powers, use the whistle.”

He paused for a moment,

“But don’t do any other thing. When I return you’ll get your price.”

He nodded at them and led the other five ladies with him into the woods. He looked back at Ayisha the last time. He hungered for her body, but asking her would be like stabbing her.

Damien led the five ladies to the place in the woods where there were many sturdy cedar trees. “Listen up, there are two tasks here. Some of you would collect the cut planks from me, while the others will arrange them. Then at the end of the day, we would all carry the planks home.”

Claire stepped forward.

“Are you kidding me? Are you saying that you want to abuse us? Make us do these hard works? Should I remind you of who I am.”

“I guess I’ll be the one to remind you to wake up from your dreams. It’s either you work or leave. You have a choice to make.”

He scoffed,

“Or are you disappointed I ain’t asking you for sex?” Her countenance fell. He continued, “By the way, can see your nipples, pull your clothes together.” The rest of the ladies bursted out laughing. Damien didn’t. “Claire and Tendzel you’ll be with me. The rest will collect the woods from you and arrange them.”

Damien turned away before she could complain. He climbed the tree like a pro and began to cut. The ladies gasped, gaping in awe of how smooth he was. He didn’t feel flattered. But of

course, he enjoyed it.

Jada was picking few leaves swept by the wind to the door of the safehouse when she heard a growl behind her. She began to turn slowly, scared out of wits.