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[b][u][center]The Island of Freedom and Submission

Part 7

For angelus288

By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

Of course, just because the ladies were enjoying themselves didn’t mean that he wasn’t doing the same thing. Even though he blushed, even though he was a little embarrassed to be under two women at the same time – anthromorphs or not – the feeling of being under their soles, of being pushed to be their plaything for the moment, was something that not only enticed him, but relaxed him. He felt good as the submissive one under their control, and he sighed to himself as he swallowed around their toes. Alexa, Traci, Alexa, Traci, taking turns between the two of them, sucking on the little digits, running his tongue around them, making the bunny and the mink moan together.

“Mmmph…I didn’t think that this could feel that good…” Traci whispered. “Does it always –”

“Not always, but he’s really good at it.”

“Mmmph, we’re lucky, then.”

“Oh, you know it.”

Alexa seemed like the one in charge, but only just. Traci seemed to be enjoying herself just as much, but was waiting for something. It felt like she was watching, almost, like she was studying, learning.

Then the rabbit pulled his attention back to her, away from the mink. He yelped as he was made to face her again, his eyes wide as she rubbed both his cheeks with her soles at the same time. She made him look her in the eye, smiling to herself.

“Enjoying yourself, hmm?”

“Mmmph…yes.”

“Aw, such a good Master. I’m glad that you like looking at us so much. I don’t get to show off very much.”

“You have, uh, a lot to show off.”

“Hehehe, yes, I do. Aren’t I sexy, Master?”

She was. Very, very, very sexy, and he only wished that there was more time to really get into this. He knew that there was more that would have to be handled across the island, and that there were things that needed to be done with Anders, but for now –

“Mmmph…”

She squished his head gently between her soles, holding him pinned as she slowly rubbed down her body. As Alexa’s hands went between her thighs, gently rubbing against her sex, he stared right at it, having a hard time looking away…

That was, until Traci started sucking on his cock.

“Ah!” he gasped as he felt the mink’s lips against his tip. “What –”

“Mmmm, ah ah.” The rabbit’s feet pressed tighter to the sides of his face, forcing him to look up at her instead. “Keep your eyes up here. She’s doing what she wants, which is exactly what you want her to do, isn’t it, Master?”

“Mmmph…”

“You know what you are. You like to watch. And you like us to have fun, don’t you, Master?”

“Mmmph…I do…”

“What did Cora have you call her?”

“I…I called her – mmmph!”

He gasped as his cock was pulled back between his legs, shivering as the mink worked her lips down past the head of his cock, going all the way down to the base in one smooth movement. The sensation of her warm mouth, the way that she swallowed around the head, the way that she was still bobbing despite the awkward position of him being on all fours like this was just…mindblowing.

“Hmmm? What did she have you call her?” Alexa asked, stroking her sole along his face, stroking her toes against his nose.

“Mmmph…she had me…call her ‘mistress’.”

“Then you can call us that, hmm?”

“You…you want me to…”

“I’m a good little bunny, but I am your personal assistant. I’ve been conditioned to make you happy, and that means that I know how to push your buttons when I have to.” She smiled, stroking her foot up along his face, pressing her toes gently against his lips again. “So, tell me…do you want to call me ‘mistress’? Do you want to call Traci ‘mistress’?”

“Mmmph…I…”

Of all the things that he had imagined might wait for him on Silan Island, this was not one of them. He had imagined, yes, that there would be intimacy between him and some of the anthromorphs, or at least, had fantasized about it. He had imagined that they might be interested in him that way, and that they might be happy enough to fulfill some of his fantasies if he gave them the order. But this…this was something different. This was them learning how to do what they wanted while giving him what he wanted.

This was them taking charge.

This was them being the dominant ones, and he loved it.

“Ah…ah…ah…”

And he was having a harder time than ever trying to speak because of those talented lips working along the head of his cock. He ground his face forward against Alexa’s sole, panting hard as Traci worked his cock, almost like she was trying to take ownership of it or something like that. He lowered his head, and the long bunny foot pressed against the top of his head.

“Come on. You can answer while she’s doing that, can’t you?”

“Mmmph…it’s hard…”

“But you can do it. Come on, you can do it, Master.”

He shivered, trying to speak, but every time that he did, Traci seemed to time it perfectly to shove her face forward and dig into his crotch. She was sucking him off, giving him everything that he could have asked for, and his eyes rolled back in their sockets at the sheer pleasure of being sucked that hard. He moaned under his breath, his eyes closed tight, and he whimpered as she felt like she was sucking his balls out through his cock. The sheer perfection of her blowjob was making it impossible for him to do anything but just enjoy it.

Particularly with those soft rabbit feet in his face, rubbing his cheeks, pinning him in place. He couldn’t even roll out of the way or scoot forward. He was trapped between a hungry mink mouth and hot rabbit feet. Every little rub, every little suck, pushed him to stay right there, to wait, to take it.

[i]Mmmph…they’re not…not letting me go…[/i]

And despite holding back as long as he did with Cora, he didn’t think he could do the same this time. It had taken a lot out of him to do that, and they were demanding even more. He groaned, thrusting his hips down once, pushing his cock back. Traci took it, sucked it, and then reached around to fondle his balls –

“AH!”

And that pushed him over the edge. He came, and he came hard down her throat. He wanted to say that it was coming, wanted to warn her, but there was nothing that could come past his lips. Alexa had taken that moment to jam her toes back in his mouth, rubbing his tongue with the big digits, reminding him where he belonged.

Not that the mink seemed to mind the flood. She swallowed hard, sucking it all down, keeping it to herself. He groaned as her mouth sucked and pressed against his shaft, constantly pulling more and more cum out of his balls.

“AH…ah…ah…”

Finally, it stopped. He groaned, shaking from head to toe, and Traci finally let his cock loose. He rolled to the side, panting hard, and she giggled.

“He really cums hard from that.”

“He likes feet. A lot,” Alexa said.

“Mmmm, I saw.”

“I think he needs a little more than that, though. Do you mind taking the head position?”

“I would love it. And I want to see how his tongue feels there, too.”

“Go for it, girl.”

He groaned under his breath as they shifted positions. The rabbit straddled him, rubbing her hands along his chest, her pussy pressed flat against his cock. The sheer wetness down there confirmed that she had been enjoying teasing him, even if he hadn’t been able to answer her question. She leaned forward, her breasts hanging down slightly as the mink shifted to sit over his head, her feet dangling in his face.

“Mmmm, so, now, answer me. Do you want to call us ‘mistress’, Master?”

“Mmmph…it’s…pretty hot,” he admitted.

“Do you want to, though?”

“…”

“It’s not going to hurt you, Master. We’re not going to hurt you. We’re just going to make you feel very…very…good.”

She followed the ‘very’s up with a few slow slides of her pussy along his shaft, reminding him that there was much more to be gotten from the pair of them than just blowjobs. He shivered from head to toe, his cock throbbing to hardness again even as it had started softening. He groaned to himself again as he realized those genemods for his own stamina had started getting to him, started to play against him with how lusty the girls were. They were going to take him for a ride, and then some.

Traci pressed her feet down on his cheeks, her soft, delicate soles rubbing his face from side to side. He moaned to himself, his cock jerking, and Alexa gasped.

“Oh, my, he definitely loves that.”

“See? He was doing that the whole time in my mouth.”

“The whole time?”

“Yeah. Guess our master’s kind of a foot-slut.”

[i]Mmmph…don’t call me that…[/i]

Even if it was a little true, it was still embarrassing. His cock throbbed, though, and the rabbit must have felt it, because she chuckled, too.

“Well, looks like he at least agrees with you.”

“I didn’t think that a human master could be like this,” the mink said.

“Oh, some of them are. They never let you do much, though. This guy…Cora said he might be an exception.”

“Oh, I can’t wait…”

“Oh, I can…at least until he answers us.”

“Mmmph…not going to…go further until I answer, hm?”

“Not really, Master,” she said with a small chuckle, the rabbit crossing her arms under her breasts. “So, what will it be? Servants, or mistresses?”

“…Mistresses.”

“Good boy.”

She slid forward one more time, her slippery sex rubbing all the way to the head of his shaft before suddenly pushing back. This time, he slid inside, and he gasped as his cock filled her to the brim right off the bat. The rabbit, for the first time, showed a little break in her confident façade, too, shivering happily as she rolled her eyes back.

“Mmmm…been too long since I felt something that good.”

“He’s big, isn’t he?” Traci asked. “I thought he was, but he was only in my mouth, and I couldn’t get the whole thing down from that angle.”

“Oh, he’s big. Big and thick. Master, you’re going to be a favorite around here,” Alexa said with a grin. “I can’t wait to see how you do when we go into heat.”

Heat. Oh, gods, Derek hadn’t even considered that. He knew that it was a thing, but he had never been around a female anthromorph for any significant amount of time, certainly never while she was in season. The idea of the females on the island going from being this horny to being that horny was more than he could comprehend at that point. He’d never get anything done, and the AI –

“MMMPH!”

And then Traci’s feet were in his face. The mink smiled gently from her position over him, but at the same time, her feet were pushy, dominant, reminding him what she wanted.

“Come now. Let me see how you like it…show me how much you enjoy me here…see if you can make me feel how they felt…”

She was definitely not the average type of female. There was a Deviant in there, now, he was sure. There was nothing that forced her to obey, and everything that gave her a reason to act out when she knew that she wasn’t going to get caught. Shivering, he tried to give her as much focus as he could, kissing her toes.

“Yes, Mistress.”

“And Master?” Alexa said, shifting her hips.

“Yes, Mistress?”

“Hold on for as long as you can. I want to cum at least once on this thing.”

At least it was only once. He was pretty sure that he could manage to last for that long, though not that much longer. He nodded, only for her to start bouncing right off the bat, squeezing hard and riding him. Riding him like a bucking bull, for that matter, slamming down on him as hard as her hips could move.

“Mmmph…mmmph…”

He gripped at the floor, trying to find something to hang onto as she rode him, only for Traci to remind him of his other obligation. Derek opened his mouth and started working his tongue along her toes, and then along her sole. He took his time to really dig into the flesh, working it into a massage with his tongue, and she shivered almost immediately, pressing her foot more fulsomely against his face.

“Mmmph…”

“Yeah, it’s good, isn’t it?”

“I don’t have humans under me much…”

“Yeah, well, I think our Master’s going to want you there more often than not.”

“Mmm, if he wants to spend time staring at my feet and licking them? I won’t mind.”

In a small way, he felt almost proud of the way that she was already starting to get into the idea of showing off her feet a bit more, not to mention wanting them licked. He had expected to have some fun once they started doing this, but knowing that he was kind of ‘converting’ the girls to have a stronger foot fetish was…well, it was kinda hot. He didn’t want to force them, but knowing that they were picking it up made him feel good about his foot worship skills. He hadn’t even realized he was good at it.

But before he could focus exclusively on her soles, his attention was brought right back down to his dick. He was drowning in pleasure from that throbbing shaft, and from the way that Alexa was bouncing on him, taking his cock all the way to the hilt each time and grinding down on him, ensuring that there was no escape for his cock. He gasped for breath again and again, his eyes rolling back in his skull, and he moaned as he humped up into her.

Pressure on his face, pressure on his hips as the two women used him, grinding feet on his face and pressing down on his dick for their own pleasures. He was forced to focus on one, then the other, and it almost felt like they were almost fighting over him in their own way, seeing who could hold his focus for longer before he was forced to turn to the other female again. Lick, lap, thrust, thrust, lick, lap, thrust, thrust.

He moaned, his head spinning from the overstimulation, barely processing what was happening to him. He felt that slippery pussy pushing down on his cock, felt Alexa’s juices rolling down his shaft to his balls, only to feel the soles of the mink rubbing against his face. She ground against his cheeks, then dominantly thrust a toe past his lips, pinning his tongue until he started licking it, teasing it, worshiping it. She would hold her foot over his face, making him breathe in the air between her toes, only for Alexa to capture his attention again by reaching back and grabbing his balls while she slammed herself up and down.

In, out, in, out.

Lick, lap, lick, lap.

His world devolved into the pleasure of the two of them dominating him, being what they needed, as they gave him what he wanted .

[i]This…is…amazing…[/i]

They pushed him hard, driving him right to the edge. He was holding back, but only barely, particularly as Traci started to treat his face and chest almost like a doormat, rubbing her soles over him, treating more of his body to the touch of her feet. He didn’t know how much longer he could take it, particularly as he watched how much she was dripping down her thighs. She was getting into it, and she was getting into it a lot.

“Mmmph…ah…”

“Getting…getting close, dear?” Alexa asked.

“Yes…oh gods…”

“He’s good, isn’t he?”

“He is, and he makes my feet feel…so good.”

“He’s going to make you cum with them…isn’t he?”

“Oh, yes…oh yes…oh yeeeeeees!”

And with that, she arched her back, the mink cumming as her toes curled, gripping at his chest as she did. She was spraying the air, cumming hard and squirting with bliss. She slid back against the wall, sliding slightly out of sight, her cute little toes spasming just over his face. Alexa chuckled.

“Newbies.”

“Mmmph…”

“Don’t you worry, Master…Mistress Alexa is getting close, too.”

That was good. He didn’t know how much longer he could have held out against that, particularly with how hard she was riding him. His cock felt like it was soaked with her juices, and he doubted that it was going to smell like him again anytime soon. He shivered as she pushed down all the way to his balls, slowly shifting her position. She brought her feet up to his face, pressing her toes to his chin.

“Now, just be a good little human and suck Mistress’s toes…this won’t take long…”

And then she started using her arms to lift and lower herself, like someone doing a dipping exercise. She rode his cock slower, but at a different angle, making his shaft press against a different part of her inner walls. He gasped for breath around her toes, smelling the slight scent of flesh and sole, as she rode him faster, faster, fastest.

He felt the slight spasms of her inner walls around his cock before she came, felt the impending signs. He realized that he was right on the edge, too, and that he was going to blow if he didn’t get her to get off sooner than later. Yet, at the same time, he had been given an order, and it felt better to go with that than try and push her further.

So, he waited. He tensed up, he tightened his muscles, and he did everything that he could to keep from going over the edge. He could feel his cock throbbing, his balls pulling up, and he was right on the edge as that silky tunnel rolled over his cock.

Then the toes in his mouth curled, and Alexa arched her back with a sudden moan. She was cumming, and that meant that he had permission to do the same. He wasn’t sure if he was moaning in pleasure or relief when he came, but one way or the other, he was moaning around her toes as he filled her to the brim.

#

Cora and Raelyn arrived at the AI control center a few minutes after they took off from the forest path. Located on slightly higher elevation than the rest of the estate, the AI control center was intentionally isolated to keep any intruders from taking control of it and wresting it from those that actually owned the island. Ideally, it would have already been under Derek Bronson’s control, but Cora knew that the real owner of the island – Martin, the uncle – would have ensured that his iron grip wouldn’t be broken that easily.

They walked up to the rounded building, and Cora gestured for the other woman to step forward. The white tigress approached the building, and a pair of cameras turned, panning down to look at the feline.

“[b]Identify,[/b]” a far more robotic voice said, deep and threatening.

“Raelyn, anthromorph, assigned AI liaison.”

“[b]Authorization?[/b]”

“Cora, anthromorph, Estate Manager, authorized by Master Derek Bronson.”

“[b]Acknowledged.[/b]”

The door opened. Unlike the other doors throughout the estate, this one was more of a spiral door, with the six different chunks that made it up pulling outwards and into the walls. It was meant as a way to keep people from getting in quickly if someone had to flee into the secure building, and it made it harder to break down, too.

Once the two felines were within the building, the door shut behind them. The walls were not marked by any physical consoles, but rather by protected solid-state drives that housed the various programs that the AI ran on. The controls themselves were managed by holographically projected buttons, and Cora whistled as she looked at the advanced state of things. No wonder the whole place was deemed secure; she’d imagine that most of the different buttons were bio-keyed, only accessible to the master of the estate and to the assigned liaison.

[i]Good thing that she’s on my side…[/i]

Raelyn stepped forward, tapping a few of the floating balls of light. Different ‘monitors’ of square lights appeared, with binary running down one, the AI’s face appearing on another, and yet another showing different commands. An admin console, if Cora guessed right.

“[i]What is the meaning of this?[/i]” Anders asked.

“There are emergency protocols that I must examine,” Raelyn said.

“[i]What protocols? Why?[/i]”

“There’s a potential danger in your programming.”

“[i]There is no danger. I would have detected it.[/i]”

The white tigress looked back at her, and the expression was easy to read. ‘Are you sure’, that look asked. Cora nodded back. If nothing else, they were all in danger if Martin found out that his nephew was getting dominated by other anthros on the estate. Raely nodded and turned back to Anders.

“Then I have to execute an admin override.”

“[i]…You have ten minutes.[/i]”

The AI’s window disappeared, and part of the humming noise in the room disappeared with it. The whole place seemed utterly silent as Raelyn pulled the other two windows together.

“That’s eight more than I need,” the tigress muttered. “What are we looking for?”

“Whatever Martin put in as commands for surveillance,” Cora said, the snow leopard leaning over to look at the screens with her fellow feline. “Anything?”

“Too much. Care to narrow it down?”

“Look for anything about surveillance reports, and when and how they’re sent.”

“Got ‘em.”

“Alright. And check programmed responses to external cues. What danger signs prompt an immediate rather than regular report?”

“You know, this helps.”

“The specificness?”

“That, and the fact that you obviously have a plan,” Raelyn said. “Better hope that none of this is getting – good, Anders is dumb enough to actually turn off during an override. Probably didn’t have a chance to clone himself just yet.”

“I hadn’t even thought of that.”

“Well, you’re not one of the computer workers, are you? Just…let me work here. Isolating a few things.”

Cora nodded. One thing that learning how to be an estate manager had taught her was how to be patient, and how to allow someone else that knew what they were doing to just do it. She had been on the receiving end of that, having to take control from someone else, so she knew how to give it, too.

So, she stood there, quietly, patiently, watching as Raelyn tapped different commands written in coded gobbledy-gook and dragged them to a third holographic window, shaking her head all the while. The tigress was surprisingly well-focused, and she had to admit that she liked the fact that her co-conspirator was so intent on the task at hand. Not enough of the anthromorphs that she worked with could keep their heads on straight like that.

Seconds passed, and after two minutes of their ten had passed, Raelyn nodded to herself.

“That’s them.”

“What’s them?” Cora asked.

“All the different surveillance commands. Least, everything that ties back to Martin.”

“Hmmm…Isolate the ones that involve Derek’s or local anthromorph behavior?”

A few presses isolated five of the thirty-some commands. Good, good. The less that they had to screw with Anders, the better. Martin might be pulling a couple of reports from the programing directly, and an all-out change might actually cause a problem, be more visible for the human at the other end of the line.

“Isolate the send-report command, and the prompts leading to it.”

Another couple of taps, and two were left behind, one of which had a tail of if-then commands stringing down from it. She winced at the sheer list of trigger-prompts for a report to be sent off-island. She’d known that Derek was on the outs with his uncle, but she hadn’t known that it had been [i]that[/i] bad. Seemed like the human master was going to be stuck here for a very, very long time.

“Alright. Can you modify that list?”

“Kinda. I’m limited, but I can make a few changes. What are you thinking?”

“Delete as many as you can, and revise the rest. Make it ridiculously conditional, like ‘Sex on the tarmac will be reported’, or something like that. And then make a list separately for us to look at.”

“Ah. Changing his prompts to be situational rather than generic, hmm?”

“Best way to avoid it.”

“I like it. I can do that.”

And so Raelyn did. In short order, they had the list down to four different prompts to send an immediate report to Martin – with one tacked on that just added ‘if the island is attacked, send something’ – and the system seemed to hold. Raelyn even took the additional step of going into Anders’ memory banks and ensuring that the new memories were going to lap smoothly over the old ones, so that the AI didn’t just have the realization that he had been changed, even if he didn’t know where it was just yet.

She was surprisingly competent. Cora liked that.

“Anything else? We’ve got six minutes left.”

“Yes…is there anything you can do to make him less…unpleasant?”

“That’ll be noticed. And besides, there’s limits to what I’m allowed.”

“Damn.”

“Nice try, though,” Raelyn said with a smile.

“I guess. Hmm…I think that’s all that we’re going to – wait. Wait. One last thing.”

“What?”

“Can you set the AI to give us equivalent permissions to Master Derek?”

“…That’s…going a little far, isn’t it?”

“I promise you, he’d prefer something like that.”

“I know you say that, but…”

“But what?”

“What if you’re lying?”

“What if I’m not?”

“Then we’ve got a Master that’s almost like a human Deviant, don’t we?”

She hadn’t thought of it that way, but she had to admit that it was applicable. She doubted that he would be pleased with the description, but considering what all the other humans she’d known were like, she had to admit that it fit. He wasn’t hooked into the way that society was ‘supposed to work’ the way that the rest of them were, and he didn’t have that utter stupidity that would have made him intolerable. Despite his naivete, he actually [i]did[/i] have hope for the future, and wanted to try new things, something that other humans didn’t.

“Would it be a bad thing if he was?” Cora asked.

“…”

“I mean, most of the other masters out there aren’t that good, and they’re not Deviants. If this one is, then what stops him from being better?”

“But…being Deviant is bad.”

As every single anthromorph had been conditioned to think, she knew. Anyone like her was a danger and needed to be reported to those that would correct the situation. That was one reason she’d phrased things the way she had with the different commands and prompts that Anders worked with. If someone decided to send a report about her Deviant state, or someone else on the island, then that would give them time to figure out how to stop it.

Not easily, of course, but it was possible. Particularly with Derek on their side.

“Just do it.”

“…”

“I’ll take responsibility.”

“You better.”

And with that, it was done. Anders was altered, and the AI would be less of a problem going forward. Not necessarily a non-existent problem, but definitely less, so long as they avoided the places where he was allowed to rat them out if he spotted them doing something wrong. It was incomplete, and it was something that still required working around, but it meant that the orgy room at the top of the house could be expanded, and sex could happen in other parts of the estate.

That said, there was more to do. The island needed to be secured, patrolled, and the various drones needed to be set up to watch out for anyone that might try sneaking in. She had every reason to believe that Martin Bronson might think that something was wrong, and she wanted to be completely safe when it came right down to it. If Derek’s uncle decided to pay a call, she wanted Elena and Jade to be ready for a fight, or at the very least, ready to hole up until anyone that came knocking gave up and went away.

Derek might think that they could just be better here, or wait out any of the chaos that was going to happen off-island, but she knew better. Chaos had a way of spreading, and if it made it out to the island, she was going to be ready for it.

“Anything else?” Raelyn asked.

“No, that’s everything.”

“Good. Now, take me back to the estate.”

“You’re telling [i]me[/i] what to do now?”

“Take me back, so I can ask Master if that actually is what he wanted me to do.”

“…”

“Or are you going to just leave me out here?”

“Do you suspect everyone?”

“Just the ones that aren’t completely up-front with me.”

“And you think I haven’t been?”

“I think that you’re hiding something. I’ve gone along with this so far, but I want to see what Master has to say about this.”

“…Fine. Let’s go.”

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]

Summary: Derek has a good time with the two ladies, and Cora finds a way to plug a major problem in having a free life.

Tags: M/F/F, Femdom, Mink, Rabbit, Human, Snow Leopard, White Tiger, Series, Cyberpunk, Harem, Foot Fetish, Vaginal, Threesome, Orgasm, Cum, Blowjob, Squirting,