Yes Cassie, You Need To Be Naked 01

Title: Yes, Cassie, You Will Need To Be Naked

Author: More_MoreMore

This is a work of fiction/fantasy for adults only. All characters portrayed are of the age of majority. Names, characters, places, institutions, situations and/or events are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead or events is entirely coincidental (and unlikely). In no way should this story be construed as encouraging any particular sexual activity. Please practice safe, consensual sex.

Synopsis: Shy college student, Cassidy Collins, is chosen by her Anthropology professor for a summer internship on a remote island to study the sexual practices of the Indigenous tribes there. This is the story of her lengthy training to be a proper submissive and her adventures on the island. In the process she discovers the joys and challenges of a BDSM lifestyle. But what else will she discover about herself in the process? And will she manage to get health insurance and a retirement plan?

This work was inspired by the stories of captv8td, particularly the stories "Anthropology" and "Leopard Girl." It is a multi-novel length story with lots of character development. It has a little bit of everything - psychology, humor, romance, adventure, BDSM, and lots of wild sexual situations.

Story codes for Part 01: F/F, F/F+, M/F, M+/F, reluctant, CNC, consensual (predominantly), nonconsensual (brief), BDSM, romance, humorous, adventure, lesbian, spanking, masturbation.

Part 01 - Table of Contents

Chapter 00 - EXTRICATION

Chapter 01 - INTRODUCTION

Chapter 02 - INVITATION & SEDUCTION

Chapter 03 - VISITATION

Chapter 00 - EXTRICATION

Cassidy had a hard time understanding how she got here from the boring life she had been living less than three months earlier. It was a fairly straight line when you looked at it from a distance, but jagged when you got too close.

She was hanging upside down, her ankles tied wide apart to a branch. Her feet were separated by at least 4 feet of air between them and her wrists were secured behind her back with rough ropes. Her blonde hair brushed lazily along the ground. She was completely naked except for the leather collar around her neck. Her skin glistened with perspiration, and her breasts stood high on her torso in spite of gravity. And there was certainly gravity about her current situation.

Standing in front of her was a bronzed-skinned man with his face buried in the juncture between her outspread thighs. Standing on the opposite side was another Indigenous male making use of his tongue on her rear passage. He was also periodically slapping the woman's buttocks with his hands as if he were playing a heavy riff on the drums. In addition there were two adult dwarfs, a male and female, each one with mouth attached to a pierced nipple of the upside-down woman's breasts.

She had been kidnapped by a neighboring tribe, and this is how the rescue party found her when they came upon the scene. Dr. Rebecca James and her Native training assistant, Kauri, were hiding in the bushes nearby.

The massive Kauri was about to spring into action to save the girl, when Dr. James stopped him. "Wait just a moment, I need to see something." She recognized something happening with the girl that she had come to know quite well. The captive woman had her eyes closed and she was rocking her pelvis as much as her current position allowed. But the dead giveaway clue was the smile that was evident on her lips.

"She's not thrashing in pain or discomfort," thought the astounded Dr. James, "she's climaxing."

Chapter 01 - INTRODUCTION

This would be a new challenge for Dr. James - assisting a particularly shy student to discover some part of herself that she had buried so deeply that she had no clue it was present.

Cassidy Collins was excited that she had been able to take Professor James's advanced anthropology class at the State University in southern California she was attending. She felt particularly lucky to have gotten in, as she was a Senior, and the class was a graduate level course. The popularity of the class could be attributed to both the subject matter and to Dr. James herself. The class focused in large part on the sexual practices of Indigenous tribes in a remote island in the Pacific.

As for Dr. James, not only was she considered one of the more accomplished professors at the university with several books published, but at 33, she was one of the youngest. It didn't hurt that she was also one of the most beautiful. At 5'9" she was an imposing presence - even more so with her typical 5 inch heels or thigh high boots. At other times, she dressed in island fashion, with flowing skirts and bare feet. She also had the body of a fashion model with ample breasts that she seemed to love to show off with sheer blouses and low cut bras. The rest of her figure was no less impressive, with a flared waist, tight stomach, and well toned thighs. But it may have been her face that turned just as many heads, framed by dark brown hair that she had put streaks of red in. Her students may not have seen the full picture, though, since she usually wore her hair back in a ponytail or bun, making her look harder and more imposing.

Cassidy had had a few lustful thoughts about her professor when she took her introductory anthropology class in her sophomore year, but was so embarrassed by her fantasies that she brushed those aside quickly. Dr. James was the consummate professional, and was always talking glowingly about her husband. And anyway, thought Cassidy, what would a woman like that see in an undergrad with a silly girl crush. However, unbeknownst to Cassidy, her professor had taken a more than academic interest in her from the moment she appeared in her 101 class.

Cassidy was quite intelligent and a hard worker, but she was also one of those young women who had no conception of her own beauty. She assumed that the lack of male attention was due to her being unattractive, rather than the fact that the college boys were too intimidated by her intellect to ask her out. She also hid herself as much as possible; oversize hoodies, baggy jeans, and high top sneakers were always the clothes du jour. Dr. James wondered what Cassidy was hiding; she saw her once in the gym where she was working out in shorts and a t-shirt and there was definitely potential there. At 5'5", Cassidy was much shorter than Dr. James. She also looked several years younger than her age of 20. There was an innocent, blonde-haired girl you wished lived next door quality about Cassidy that grabbed Dr. James's curiosity immediately.

Cassidy's shyness was also what made her so much more appealing to Dr. James. The professor enjoyed watching Cassidy's discomfort whenever the class discussion turned to sexual practices. At these times, Cassidy lowered her eyes and tried not to look at anyone. When Dr. James used graphic language to describe body parts or sexual activities, Cassidy could be seen blushing furiously. Professor James enjoyed pushing her students' limits and asked questions that would require them to talk about their feelings about different sexual activities.

Cassidy would struggle in class discussions to say words like cock and pussy. When she referred to them as penis and vagina, Dr. James would ask her to say aloud at least three other words that are used to describe them. When her shy student used the term intercourse, Dr. James responded, "Cassidy, you mean 'fucking' don't you?"

Cassidy responded quietly, "Yes, fucking."

"Cassidy, please speak up, so the rest of the class can hear you."

"Yes, fucking," Cassidy replied a little louder, with her face buried in her arm.

The other reason that this class was so popular was the fact that every year Dr. James would invite a graduate student to go with her for a summer "internship" to study these tribes. There were many rumors about what happened on these trips. Dr. James would sometimes reference her own trip when she was a graduate student under the mentorship of Dr. Randall, the former head of the Anthropology Department. Dr. Philip Randall had made a connection in one of the tribes that allowed for an Anthropology student to spend a month embedded with the Indigenous people on a remote island in the South Pacific. Due to some past problems with these trips, students who attended were required to sign an elaborate consent form which included a non-disclosure agreement about what went on there. After her own initiation into the tribe as a student of Dr. Randall, Dr. James had brought several of her own students over the years with her to continue her work studying the tribes. Dr. James and now several of her students had continued the lifestyle practices that they were inducted into during their month long "immersion experience."

Rebecca James had decided that she wanted to take Cassidy on as her next student apprentice... if only she could convince her. In the past, Dr. James had found students for the internship who were known to be sexually adventurous, showed exhibitionist tendencies in their dress and manner, or whom she had met through her friends and acquaintances who were into the BDSM scene. This would be a new challenge for her - assisting a particularly shy student to discover some part of herself that she had buried so deeply that she had no clue it was present. But Dr. James had seen it in her - Cassidy was a natural submissive; she just didn't know it yet.

It was the last week of classes for the Spring semester and Professor James had for the first time secured two spots with two different tribes for the month long intensive summer placement. She had already found her first student, Kimberleigh Klark. Kimberleigh, better known as KK, was a graduate student who was already known to Dr. James through her BDSM community, so it was not hard to get her on board with the internship. In fact, since Dr. James knew KK as the slave of her former mentor, Dr. Randall, she simply sought permission from her Master and it was done. Of course there was a price to pay - Rebecca James had to give herself to Dr. Randall for a week. Dr. James did not find this a terribly difficult trade off. Even though she was primarily a dominant, Dr. Randall had introduced her to the joys of sexual submission years earlier, and she did not mind temporarily swapping roles. The other part of the agreement was that Cassidy would be loaned to Dr. Randall for a week after her internship, assuming that she would agree to some period of sexual slavery. Dr. Randall had a great deal of confidence in his former mentee, as most of the students that she had brought with her for the overseas internship had continued at least some form of submissiveness, and some were now outright slaves serving the members of their BDSM community.

"So Rebecca, have you gotten Collins's agreement to the internship yet?" Dr. Randall asked while at the most recent BDSM event. They had finished dinner at Dr. Randall's club, while on stage a male was being paddled as he plunged his cock deep into the female who was tied tightly over a small padded table. Every time the paddle landed on his reddened ass, he seemed to thrust a little deeper. Cameras were placed around the event to be recorded and projected onto two large screens above the stage.

"I'm working up to the right time to approach her. This one's going to require a delicate approach," replied Dr. James.

"Well, you had better hurry up. You need to have an agreement in place to secure the funding from the organization."

Due to the unconventional nature of her work, Dr. James now needed to acquire financial backing from outside of the University. After a scandal erupted during the time that Dr. Randall was running the program, he was fired and the University pulled back on funding any further trips to the Native tribe. By this point, Dr. James had been hired into the program, having completed a PhD in Anthropology, as well as a Masters in Psychology. She now depended on dipping into her own wealth and private funding for this research. A large amount of the latter came from "The Knight Club," the organization that was running tonight's event. They saw it as a good investment, since it brought awareness of kink and BDSM practices to the public. Dr. James had also written several popular books about her work. This served as another source of funding and brought prospective students to her classes in droves.

But it was one thing to play around with BDSM games with a partner, or fantasize about becoming a sexual submissive. It was another thing to give away that kind of control for several months and in a far away land, with practices and customs that had escaped the modern world. It was even more of a challenge to help a sexually repressed young woman to realize her true nature. But Dr. James was no amateur at this. She had seduced many men and women; and few even felt seduced, such was the power of her appeal. She also found that many young men and women were unhappy with their egalitarian partnerships and were excited to explore dominant/submissive or "power exchange" relationships. So far, few of her apprentices would say that their sexual lives were not better for their experiences under her tutelage. She felt confident that Cassidy would be no exception, but getting her to that point... now there was the rub.

Chapter 02 - INVITATION & SEDUCTION

"Do you know how close fear and excitement are tied in the brain? I mean, they are practically kissing cousins."

Cassidy was sitting in Dr. James's office finishing work she had been doing for her professor. In spite of her apparent modesty in sexual matters, she asked if she could compile some of the data related to research that Dr. James was doing. This included projects related to her work on the sexual practices of remote Pacific Island tribes. Most of Cassidy's work involved preparing data for statistical analysis. She had not been allowed to see Dr. James's more sensitive data, which included photos and diary entries from Dr. James's former student apprentices and observational notes from Dr. James herself. It was Friday afternoon before exam week and most of the students had gone home.

"You really have been one of my finest students, Cassie," said Rebecca James as she entered her office.

"Thank you Dr. James. I didn't think I was doing anything special," Cassidy replied.

"Classes are over, and you are still here working - I think that is special. And I think you are special, Cassie. Is it OK if I call you Cassie now?" inquired the professor. Dr. James had typically referred to her students by their last names, but Rebecca wanted to emphasize the change in their roles as Cassidy neared graduation.

Cassidy actually hated being called that name - it was what she was called by one of the foster families she had stayed with. The name made her feel like a vulnerable child, but she decided to avoid protesting so as not to offend her professor. "Thank you, Dr. James. I appreciate the opportunity to help out," she said, ignoring the question.

"So you've had a little more exposure to my Native tribes research than most of my students; what do you think now?" inquired the professor.

"Well, it is definitely not like any of the research that my other professors are doing," replied Cassidy with a small smile.

"How do you mean, Cassie?"

"Um, not many professors are studying sex practices around here," Cassidy said quietly as if she needed to keep it a secret.

"You are quite right, Cassie; Internal Review Boards can be a conservative bunch. I have even had to find alternative funding sources for some of my research."

Cassidy was not surprised by this. Some of the material covered in Dr. James's class had made her terribly embarrassed, and she had only seen what Dr. James considered the safe things for a university course.

"So Cassie, what are your plans for next year?"

"Well, I haven't quite figured that out yet. I am considering graduate school in either Anthropology or Psychology."

Dr. James raised an eyebrow and moved closer to Cassidy. "So you are thinking about following in my footsteps, huh?" Dr. James responded while putting a hand on Cassidy's shoulder.

"Oh, Dr. James, I would have some big heels to fill if I decided to do that," she said with a smile.

"Why Cassidy, you have a sense of humor I've not seen before."

The fact was that Cassidy was beginning to feel uncomfortable with how close Dr. James was standing next to her, and now with her hand on her shoulder. Cassidy tended to make jokes when she started feeling anxious.

Dr. James removed the hand from Cassidy's shoulder, undid her hair from the bun, and shook it out. Cassidy drew in a deep breath as Dr. James pulled a chair up next to her and placed her hand on Cassidy's wrist. "So Cassidy, I have been thinking about you to be one of my apprentices for the summer internship with the Hapori tribes."

"Dr. James, I thought that internship was only for graduate students."

"Well, Cassie, your knowledge of this area has been more advanced then even some of my graduate students, so it would really be a matter of whether you were emotionally ready for this type of adventure."

"Would I be your only student, Professor James?"

"Cassie, I think it is time for you to start calling me Rebecca. Professor James is making me feel old."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Dr. Jam... er... Rebecca, you are one of the youngest professors here, and um, you look fabulous." Cassidy cursed herself for saying that last part... how inappropriate. But she was feeling warmer as Rebecca had moved her hand from Cassidy's wrist to her thigh.

"Thank you, Cassie," said Rebecca smiling. "And to answer your question, no, I will be bringing two students this year. I have already gotten Kimberleigh Klark's agreement to go. You know her don't you?"

Kimberleigh was a Teaching Assistant in one of Cassidy's other classes the previous year. Cassidy felt that they had developed a bit of a friendship, but Kimberleigh had wanted to keep appropriate boundaries between them, so she kept some distance in their relationship. Cassidy had some amorous feelings toward her, but respected the boundaries that her TA appeared to be putting up. Even so, they spent several evenings talking about Anthropology and about Rebecca James as well. Dr. James appeared to invoke strong feelings of admiration and attraction, and Cassidy was feeling the latter emotions particularly strongly at this moment.

Rebecca slid forward, widening the gap at the top of her blouse. The slit of her skirt had also parted, showing the tanned skin at the top of her athletic thighs. She also was close enough that Cassidy could smell her perfume and feel her warm breath when she spoke. Cassidy really needed to find a way to get her professor to remove her hand from her thigh, and to move so that Cassidy wasn't able to see more and more of her chest.

"Oh, KK, yes I know her." She decided not to say more about their relationship. "Uh, Dr. James, I just realized that I need to get going to catch the last bus back to my apartment," she said as she moved her chair back from the table.

"Oh, OK, so you're not interested in the internship then?" Dr. James replied with a tone of disappointment.

"Oh my gosh, you were serious?!"

"Well of course, Cassie. With the right training, I think you would be a superb member of my team. It would also look great on your applications to grad school if you should decide to pursue that."

"Training, Dr. James?" Calling her Rebecca just didn't feel right to Cassidy, especially when she heard herself being called Cassie.

"Absolutely. I would never place any of my students into that environment without extensive preparation for what they would be experiencing. You can't just read about the activity of these tribes and expect to be able to integrate with them, you must immerse yourself in aspects of that world - at least as much as being in this country allows you to. Training typically occurs over a period of six weeks. At first, it would just be a few weekends, but near the end you will move into my home for several weeks. The training can be intense and not everyone has made it through."

"Why was that?" Cassidy asked innocently.

"Well, occasionally it is the physical demands of the training, but most often it is the psychological. This experience, both the training and the internship, will push you out of your comfort zone almost daily. My job is to make sure that you are prepared for most of the situations that could occur while you are embedded in the tribe." Dr. James could sense Cassidy's discomfort with the last statement, so she offered this. "I have not had a student that completed the training and internship who did not say that they were enriched by the experience in their personal and professional life. However, I have seen your discomfort in my class when we discuss some of the sexual activities of these tribes, so maybe this isn't for you."

Cassidy did not want to disappoint Dr. James; and if she were being honest with herself, she did find herself getting excited by discussions of the activities that she was at the same time totally shocked by. Actually, if she were really being honest she found herself getting wet in class on a regular basis. Although Cassidy was an extremely shy girl, she was not naive about BDSM or Kink practices. In fact she often found herself on nights after class masturbating to fantasies of being tied up and ravished by a muscled Islander who was only interested in his own pleasure. She even found herself to her great surprise, getting excited at descriptions of public rituals and punishments that she could only imagine as completely humiliating. But at the same time, fantasy was one thing, she was quite unsure she could do it in real life.

And then there was the question that Cassidy felt she had to ask. "Dr. James?"

"Yes, my dear?"

"Would I have to get naked?" she said in a soft voice.

Dr. James had been waiting for this question. It always surprised her that with almost every student, it was the public nudity that people seemed to get hung up on. After shows like "Naked and Afraid," it seemed that the idea would have lost some of its power to overwhelm the psyche anymore. Besides, why weren't her students more concerned about the months of essentially sexual slavery? In any case, Dr. James had been weighing how to handle her answer with Cassidy. Too direct, and she would potentially lose her before they ever got started. Too indirect or untruthful, and she might be overwhelmed and drop out during the training. Besides, she needed to form a bond of trust with the girl. So she decided that she would appeal to Cassidy's curiosity and scientific interest.

"Oh, Cassie, you sweet girl. You cannot do this work if you aren't willing to immerse yourself in the Indigenous customs. As you know, most of these Natives wear little to no clothing." Dr. James tried to talk about this in the most academic way she could. "So, the answer is yes, Cassie, you will need to be naked."

Dr. James watched Cassidy tremble, as the blush swept over her face. She looked like she might cry. Several moments of silence passed before Dr. James asked, "So how does that make you feel, Cassie?"

"Scared," the girl responded as she tried to sink into her sweatshirt. Her hands disappeared up the sleeves, and she hunched over and hugged herself with her covered arms as if she imagined that right there, she was naked and was trying to hide.

Dr. James stood and turned her back on Cassidy. "And what exactly are you afraid of?"

"Someone seeing me," Cassidy replied.

"Well, is there anyone in particular that you would be afraid would see you naked? Would you be afraid to show me your body?"

Cassidy shook her head in the affirmative, but then corrected herself. "Maybe not so much you as everyone else."

Rebecca made a mental note of this statement, it might come in handy later. "Is there something that is wrong with your body that you would be ashamed of?" asked Rebecca.

"Yes... um, no, er, I don't know. I developed early and I've always been uncomfortable with people looking at my breasts."

"Oh, OK, well you're not a kid anymore, Cassie, you are a beautiful woman, with what I presume is a beautiful body, and you should be proud to show it off. When you think about being naked in front of others do you have any other feelings?"

Cassidy hesitated.

"Cassidy Collins, we need to have honesty with one another, or this will never work."

Cassidy was startled by her professor's sterner tone. "I am sorry, Dr. James, I am trying."

Rebecca then spoke in a softer tone, "Cassie, remember I said that you would need to push past your limits to take part in this internship?" At this point Dr. James was behind Cassidy and had placed her hands on her face, leaned over the young woman, and tilted her head up so that she could look into her gorgeous blue eyes. Cassidy trembled again, but then seemed to relax back into Rebecca's body, her head resting back against her stomach. "Everyone that has joined me on this trip, including me when I first went, had to push past the limits of the societal taboos and religious guilt, and all the other junk that we grow up with."

Dr. James began to twirl a lock of Cassidy's blonde hair between her fingers. "I wonder if she is a true blonde," she thought to herself.

"So I'll ask you again, Cassie, what other feelings do you have when you think about being naked in public or in front of others?"

Now even quieter than before, Cassidy replied, "Excited."

"I don't think I heard you Cassidy," said Rebecca as her hands moved to Cassidy's shoulders and began massaging them. "Wow, this girl is wound tight." But Dr. James sensed some of the girl's resistance fading. Cassidy on the other hand was in a swirl of emotions at this point.

"It excites me to think of being naked in public," she said as if in a trance, "but mostly terrified."

"So now we get to some honesty. You must always be honest with me, Cassie; do you understand?"

Cassidy wanted to get up and run out of the office, but the only part of her body that moved was her head as if someone else was controlling it. She nodded.

"Do you know how close fear and excitement are tied in the brain? I mean, they are practically kissing cousins," said Rebecca. Cassidy chuckled, and her shoulders relaxed a bit. "All the same neurotransmitters are involved in both emotions. Why do you think people bungee jump or go to scary movies? Do you think they aren't fearful? People do those things because they are scared and excited. People can have more than one emotion at a time, you know."

Cassidy nodded again.

"Do you like scary movies, Cassie?"

Cassidy had to admit that she did.

"People also do scary things on purpose to challenge themselves. To say they did something that they didn't know they could do," explained Rebecca.

"But being naked, Dr. James... that seems to be on a whole other level."

Rebecca sat back down very close to Cassidy. Her skirt parted and she was showing quite a bit of leg again. Had she unbuttoned another button on her blouse, wondered Cassidy as she saw even more of the breasts on display.

"Hmmm, care to explain that to me? What's so different about choosing to expose yourself vs. any other thing people decide to do that scares them?" Rebecca asked, raising an eyebrow.

Cassidy didn't have an answer for that.

"Well for many people, doing something again and again, however scary or shocking seems to lessen the effect," Rebecca explained. Psychologists call that 'habituation,' and it is used to help people get over anxiety. Unfortunately, the excitement can wear off a bit too, so it is a trade-off. The lucky ones, in my opinion, are the people who retain both."

"Dr. James, I remember that from my Psychology classes - don't they call that 'Exposure Therapy?'"

Both women began to laugh. "Cassidy, your sense of humor will help you through a lot in life. Hey, would you like to see some pictures from my time on the island during my internship?"

"Dr. James, you have shown some pictures from the island in class," she responded, feeling a bit confused but curious at the same time.

"Oh, not these pictures, Cassidy. And not because I am ashamed of them, but because many people in this country are so bent out of shape about nudity, that I'd probably get called up by the Dean for triggering someone."

Cassidy was now feeling a little foolish about making a big deal about the nudity for the internship. The professor was rummaging about in a file drawer. She pulled a large envelope out and handed it to Cassidy.

"Now Cassie, you aren't going to report me to the Dean, are you?"

Cassidy smiled and relaxed a bit more. "My issue is not with your nudity, Dr. James." She regretted saying it as soon as the words came out of her mouth.

"Oh, is that right?" responded Rebecca with a smile.

Cassidy quickly turned her attention to the photos and began to flip through them. The first one showed Rebecca wearing a loincloth and a cloth that appeared to be wrapped around her breasts. She was holding a dead rabbit that she had apparently killed on a hunt. The next one showed Rebecca with her wrists bound and attached to a rope that hung from a tree. Here she wore a loincloth and ceremonial beads around her neck. Her head hung down, her hair was a mess, and she looked exhausted.

Cassidy let out a slow deep breath. "Ummm, Dr. James, are you sure you want me to see these?"

"Yes Cassidy, I want you to get an idea of what things might be like on the island, and for you to see that in spite of the challenges I faced, I wouldn't have wanted to miss any of it."

The next several pictures showed Rebecca participating in ceremonies, cooking food, building a hut. She then came to the pictures that truly would have gotten her professor fired from her job. They were all of her having sex. Sex with someone that looked like the chief, sex with the chief and another woman, sex with two strong looking male Natives while tied up, several women painting her naked body with bright colors while another woman had her face between her legs. Cassidy shook her head. She was feeling flush and light-headed. The last picture was of her professor standing next to the chief of the tribe. She was of course totally nude and there was a sheen on her skin, like she was perspiring, or more likely, oiled up. The chief had one arm around her and was claiming a full breast.

"So, what do you think, Cassidy?" Rebecca said enthusiastically.

"It's all a little much, professor." The girl started to stand up, felt wobbly, and was guided by Rebecca back down to the chair. "Can I have a little time to think about it?"

"Hmmm, not too much; we are getting tight on time, and if you can't do it, I need to know quickly so I can have time to find and train another student."

"Can I have the week? I'm finishing exams, and I can give you an answer by next Friday if that's OK?"

Rebecca felt that there was still quite a bit of resistance, but she saw Cassidy fighting it. "I tell you what, I'm going to send a driver out to pick you up at 10am tomorrow and you can come out to see my house and the training area. We can have you spend a few days there and that will give you a little more time before you make a final decision. My husband and stepson are out of town for the next two weeks, so we will have some privacy. Monday is a study day, so I can have you back by Monday afternoon. How would that be?"

In Cassidy's mind the word "No" kept repeating loudly; but she felt a strong urge to please this woman, and what came out of her mouth was something entirely different. "Yes, Rebecca, that would be great," she said with an anxious smile.

Dr. James was pleased to hear her call her Rebecca at the end. She sensed the growing trust in the girl, which would be necessary if they were going to move forward with this research project.

"Oh, and Cassie, I'd like you to start journaling about your experiences every day from this point forward. If you agree to the internship, it will be an important part of my research; and if you decline, it will still serve as a useful personal project for you," instructed Rebecca. "Now let me give you a ride to your apartment; you must have missed the bus by now."

They rode in silence back to Cassidy's apartment building. Rebecca gave her a hug in the car. Cassidy hugged her back more forcefully than Dr. James had expected.

"Off you go now," said Rebecca.

Cassidy got out of the car and hurried up the walkway to her building, but not before she glanced back at the car and gave a little wave.

Dr. James smiled and whispered to herself, "I've got her."

As soon as she got into her apartment, Cassidy had a drink of water and headed for the bathroom. Her roommate was spending most of her nights these days at her boyfriend's, so she had the place to herself. She stripped off her clothes and hopped into the shower, enjoying the pulsating warm water on her skin. After she had soaped up and washed her hair, she pulled the shower head down to get herself off. She had just started to feel warmed up when she heard a crash outside her bathroom door. "Hello? Is anyone there?" she called out. She heard some more noises. "Laura?" she called out thinking perhaps her roommate had returned. No answer. She turned off the water to investigate. As soon as she took her first step out of the shower, she felt strong hands grab her arms and bring them behind her back, where they were rapidly secured with rough ropes. At the same time, before she had time to scream out, someone (presumably another intruder) quickly placed tape over her mouth. She then felt a sharp pain in her arm, and then nothing.

When she next opened her eyes, everything looked blurry. She shook her head to clear her vision. She was outside in a clearing surrounded by a circle of torches. She realized that she was tightly restrained to the four corners of a large wooden X in the middle of the circle. She was nude and her skin glistened with moisture. Several men and women in Indigenous garb were seated in a half circle in front of her. Two of them were playing drums that seemed to follow the rhythm of her heartbeat pounding in her ears. There were two bare-chested Native men on either side of her. One was lightly whipping her back and ass with a small branch of leaves. The other was striking her breasts with a similar branch. She looked down to see a nude, bronzed skinned woman licking slowly at the juncture of her outstretched legs. After she thought she would be driven mad by the whipping and licking, a massive man walked up in front of her and dropped his loincloth. He began stroking the giant tool between his legs as he slowly moved toward her.

Cassidy woke with a start and found her hands between her legs playing with herself. She was soaked. "Oh god, what is wrong with me?" she muttered to herself, before rolling back over to try to sleep.

Chapter 03.1 - VISITATION

Rebecca glanced up and got a pretty nice view of Cassidy ' s thong. " Well, not naked, but getting there. "

Cassidy decided that she would do her journaling about the previous day in the morning right after she woke up.

Journal entry 01 04/29/23

Yesterday started out as another boring Friday, but it didn't end that way. My Anthropology professor invited me to be an assistant on her annual summer internship to the Pacific Islands. What an opportunity! But as I learned more about it, I'm really not sure if I can do it. Dr. James was so nice about it though, and it is such a great opportunity that I need to at least consider it. I'm going later today to learn more. I'm frightened, but curious.

Around 10am a limousine stopped in front of her apartment to pick her up.

"I can't believe that I'm getting into a car with a total stranger to go God knows where," thought Cassidy as she slid into the back seat.

"It should be a little less than an hour to Dr. James's house," said the driver as he looked into the rear view mirror. "There is a basket with snacks and drinks courtesy of the doctor. Let me know if you need anything else."

"Well, he seems like a gentleman," thought Cassidy as she relaxed a little. But her anxiety was by no means gone.

About five minutes into the ride, she had a strong urge to order the driver to turn around. Instead, she opened a water bottle and took a large gulp. And then another.

Five minutes later, she still had her lips wrapped around the neck of the bottle when the driver spoke up, "Miss, are you OK?"

He was looking at her again through the rear view mirror. She coughed on some of the water. "Ahem," she said clearing her throat. "I'm fine, thanks."

"Oh my god, was I just sucking on the head of that water bottle?" Cassidy wondered. She had no idea what she had been doing for the last five minutes. No, that wasn't true. For the past five minutes she had been lost in a fantasy like the ones she read to get herself off before going to sleep.

Cassidy was on her knees naked in the grass next to the limo, while Rebecca ordered her to suck off the driver. Dr. James was squatting down next to her to examine her technique. She played with one of Cassidy's nipples or rubbed her pussy when she was doing it well, or spanked the young woman's bare ass with her hand when her professor thought Cassidy could do it better.

Her face was hot, and she was perspiring in the cool car. "Pull it together, girl," she thought to herself.

The ride lasted around 45 minutes. It was the longest 45 minutes Cassidy could remember as she sat alone with her thoughts about what she was being asked to agree to. She felt the anxiety most strongly, but she had to admit to herself that she felt the excitement too.

"Damn you, Rebecca, and your 'kissing cousins,'" she thought.

The final 10 minutes were on a gravel road with no other homes in sight. At last they reached a large iron gate.

"Well, here you are, Miss."

"Thank you." Cassidy got out of the car with a small bag and walked up to the wrought iron gate. When she got close to it, it creaked open.

"Isn't this how every horror movie starts... or ends?" she thought.

As she entered the gate, she saw no house in sight, just a gravel road. She followed it for several minutes before a fairly large stone house appeared. It was no "Stately Wayne Manor," but it was of a decent size.

As she approached the formidable door, it swung open and Rebecca appeared. "Cassie!" she said, a bit too enthusiastically. "I'm so glad you came." Rebecca was more casually dressed than Cassidy had ever seen her. She was wearing tight shorts, a midriff-baring halter top, and flat sandals revealing her well manicured toes. Cassidy was startled by how in shape Rebecca actually appeared.

Rebecca was pleasantly surprised that Cassidy was wearing a t-shirt and shorts, rather than her usual hoodie and oversized jeans. She was still carrying a sweatshirt and had her usual dirty sneakers on. "I guess this is her idea of 'getting naked,'" thought Rebecca.

"Welcome to my humble abode, Cassidy. Please come in."

They entered a sizable foyer with an oriental rug and several pieces of Asian style furniture.

"So what did you bring me?" Rebecca asked while looking at the small handbag that Cassidy was carrying.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I should have brought you something," replied Cassidy in a sheepish tone.

"Nonsense, you are here; that is the only gift I need." Cassidy felt a warm glow pass down her body and land on that spot that had brought her such pleasure last night. "I need to check your bag dear," Rebecca said more firmly.

"Oh, right," said Cassidy as she handed it to her.

The bag contained some hygiene products such as a toothbrush, deodorant, tampons, birth control pills, one change of clothes, a small notebook with pencil and pen, a bit of cash (for her getaway perhaps?), and one forbidden item.

Rebecca pulled the smart phone out of the bag. "You are not allowed to have this when you are on my property," she said firmly.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm just never without it."

"You and everyone else, Cassie. You know how I used to collect cell phones at the beginning of every class and put them in a basket?"

"Yes, of course, Professor."

"I'm not your professor anymore, Cassie."

"Sorry, Rebecca."

By this point she had taken the phone and placed it in a medium sized, yellow, metal lockbox with red dragons painted on it. "It will be here until you leave each time. In the future, assuming you accept the internship, this box is also where you will place your clothes when you come into the house," Rebecca said matter-of-factly. She decided to push the girl a little and see what would happen.

Cassidy gulped hard and lowered her head. "Yes, Ma'am," replied the flustered girl. She felt compelled to use a more formal title for her former professor.

Rebecca handed the bag back to Cassidy, feeling pleased with the obvious signs of submission. "Very good," responded Rebecca, now returning to a cheerful tone. "Let me give you a brief tour of the house and then we can go onto the grounds to have some lunch I have had prepared for us."

Unlike the style of the foyer, the living room appeared to be done in a stereotypical African style, with zebra print rugs, a leopard skin on one of the walls, and an assortment of leather and suede couches and chairs.

"I guess you travel all over the world for your work, huh?" Cassidy asked.

"Oh, definitely, but most of these things were from Rooms to Go." Cassidy wasn't sure if she was joking at first, until she turned around and saw Rebecca smile and wink.

The house had a large, very modern kitchen. Cassidy was particularly impressed with the study. It had two walls of floor to ceiling bookshelves and a variety of cases with artifacts from around the world. One of the cases caught her eye; it was filled with statues and sculptures that were of a sexual nature. There were statues of couples and threesomes in just about every sexual position imaginable. There were statues of men and women tied up in different positions, all nude. There were sculptures of erect penises of every size and shape made of wood, jade, stone, marble, bronze, and materials she couldn't identify. And in the center of the case, there was a wood carving of a vagina with a giant clitoris snaking out from it.

"Yea, I thought you might like that case," said Rebecca as she sidled up next to Cassidy and put an arm around her waist. "Which one is your favorite?"

Cassidy blushed. "Ummm... you mean my favorite statue?"

"Ooh, could be your favorite statue, your favorite position, your favorite sexual organ? It was kind of an open ended question, wasn't it?"

"Is she flirting with me?" wondered Cassidy. Either way, she was finding Rebecca very disarming.

"Let me show you to the guest room," said Rebecca. They went upstairs, down one end of a long hall past several closed doors. "So, here is your room for the weekend. It's not too fancy, but hopefully it will be adequate for you." The room was decorated in a Polynesian style with a few pieces of wicker furniture, beaded curtains on the windows, and some brightly colored tapestries on the wall.

Cassidy's first thought was, "She's taken me here to show me her tapestries." She smiled to herself. But what struck Cassidy immediately after that thought was that there was no bed, only a round mat made of some type of straw like material and some woven blankets rolled up next to it.

"Uh, Rebecca?"

"Yes, Cassie?"

"Is that what I'm supposed to sleep on?"

"Oh, yes Cassie, as part of trying to get into the headspace of living among the tribe, we try to ease you into aspects of what that might be like. Have you ever been camping, Cassidy?"

"Oh sure, as a kid."

"Well think of it like a sleeping bag or a futon. It is surprisingly comfortable. I have one in my room and sometimes I prefer to sleep on it rather than the bed." Rebecca lay down on the mat on her back, propped up by her elbows. She patted the cushion beside her. "Care to try it out?"

Cassidy looked at the tanned legs of her professor as she stretched her toes leisurely. "Um... er..." she stammered.

"Interesting, she's acting like I'm making a sexual proposal," thought Rebecca. "Her mind is already going there, even if she is resisting." Rebecca popped back up.

"I think you'll love it... when you're ready," she said, leaving the meaning of "it" intentionally vague. "OK then, are you ready to have some lunch?" Rebecca said eagerly as she touched Cassidy's wrist gently.

"That would be great," Cassidy said with some relief.

"Terrific, I'm going to get changed and you can freshen up in the bathroom and meet me downstairs on the back patio." Rebecca pointed out the window to a patio area that had a large swimming pool, barbecue pit, and an assortment of lounge chairs and umbrellas. "Then we can go down to the village we have created on the property."

"Sounds great," said Cassidy.

"And are you ready to 'get naked?'"

Cassidy felt a wave of embarrassment again, and thought that Rebecca was making fun of her. "I'm really sorry, Rebecca, I'm just not ready for that yet. Can we hold off on that a little while?"

"Well, I really want to get you started on getting a feel for island living. I've had a picnic lunch prepared of typical tribal foods. And we can start working on your language skills."

Cassidy felt the disappointment in her professor's voice. She briefly considered throwing caution to the wind and stripping off her clothes, but thought better of it. But she did want to offer something to perhaps appease her former professor.

"Well, how about if I wear some tribal clothing like I saw in some of the pictures."

"OK, if that helps you ease in, Cassie." Rebecca felt that she could probably just tell the girl to strip and she would do it, but she wanted to see if she could get her to where she would agree without any pressure. "Let me go rustle up some clothing." Rebecca left for a few minutes and returned with a few slips of cloth and beads.

"Is this it?" replied an anxious Cassidy.

"Well, yes; you've seen the pictures."

"But there's no real top here, just a string of beads and shells," Cassidy said, trying not to sound like she was complaining.

"Well most of the women in these tribes go topless as a routine, but I'll go find you a ceremonial top, if you are really that embarrassed."

Cassidy felt almost as ashamed about letting Rebecca down as she was about going topless... but not quite as much.

"Thank you," Cassidy said as Rebecca returned with another piece of leather and suede fabric that she handed to the girl.

"I'll see you downstairs!" said Rebecca excitedly.

Cassidy closed the door and went into the bathroom. She was nervous enough that she needed to pee first. She then stripped out of her clothes and started assembling the outfit. For such a small amount of fabric, it took her a little time to figure out how it worked. The lower part was more clear cut. It was essentially a soft leather thong that had front and rear flaps that were attached to it. Cassidy had never worn thong panties, so the thin strip of fabric riding up her butt was uncomfortable. She also feared that the front would be constantly riding up into her crack. The front and back flaps provided a little bit of modesty, but they looked like they would float in the wind with just a little movement.

She looked at the top part and muttered, "What kind of ceremonies is this thing for? This can't be all of it." The tiny triangles of fabric attached by thin strings appeared to be the smallest bikini top she had ever seen. Maybe this was made for a 10 year old, she thought. On her sizable breasts, it covered her nipples and not much else. She decided to use the string of beads and shells to supplement the coverage on her chest. She thought she did a reasonable job of retaining just a bit of modesty. However, just as she was going to leave the bathroom, she caught sight of herself in the full length mirror on the back of the door.

"Oh my God! I can't go out in this!" She felt herself blushing terribly, and she felt butterflies fluttering around in her stomach. She grabbed a glass on the counter and sipped some water.

Just as she was thinking about calling the whole thing off, she heard Rebecca call from downstairs. "Hey Cassidy, are you about ready? I don't want the food to go bad!"

She remembered her discussion with her professor the previous afternoon and decided that this was her bungee jump. "Geronimo!" she said with a squeal and walked out of the room with the glass of water and as much pretend courage as she could muster.

She got a little lost on the way and passed by the expansive bedroom that she assumed was Rebecca's. She spotted the straw mat at the foot of the king-size four poster bed that dominated the large room. She felt a strong urge to go in and lie on her bed. "What's wrong with me?" she said as she shook her head. She went downstairs through the sliding glass doors to the large patio where Rebecca was facing the pool with her back to the house. When Cassidy opened the door, Rebecca turned around.

And at that moment, Cassidy dropped her glass and it shattered at her feet.

"Oh shit," said Cassidy.

Rebecca ran over to the girl, her bare breasts bouncing. "Wait, don't move." Rebecca grabbed a broom and a dustbin that was on the patio and began sweeping up glass.

Now Cassidy was staring down at Rebecca's magnificent bare breasts enhanced by two gold hoops through her stiff nipples.

"OH MY GOD!" thought Cassidy.

While she was down there, Rebecca glanced up and got a pretty nice view of Cassidy's thong. "Well, not naked, but getting there," thought the professor.

"OK, I think I got all of it," said Rebecca as she stood up.

"Oh, I'm so clumsy, Rebecca, it's just that when you turned, ummmm, it just slipped."

"That's all right Cassidy, no big harm." Rebecca was inwardly smiling and trying to be exceedingly kind so as not to scare the girl.

"All right, then... oh, you look fabulous, Cassie." Rebecca had now turned her gaze toward the skimpily dressed blonde-haired woman in front of her. "You are really working those beads too!" Rebecca laughed.

Cassidy felt the blush again traveling down her chest. "I don't think my bungee cord has snapped me back yet - still falling."

"Huh?" quizzed Rebecca.

"Er, never mind," replied Cassidy. "You, of course, look amazing." She took another look at Rebecca's bountiful display and then quickly looked away. "Um, you don't mind?"

"Being mostly naked?" Rebecca responded with what she thought the girl was thinking.

"Uh-huh," Cassidy replied.

"Well, actually I do mind, Cassie."

"You do?!" she said somewhat relieved.

"Yes, dear, I mind not being completely naked out here." She paused. "But I'm trying to make you a bit more comfortable."

"Oh, right," Cassidy said dejectedly, feeling like a prude for her shameful feelings. Why couldn't she be freer like her idol, who walked proudly with her chest on full display other than a few strands of beads. She wondered if she could ever feel so comfortable with herself that she wouldn't mind anyone seeing her naked. "I guess I'm going to find out," she thought to herself, for the first time acting like she might actually go through with it.

"I have one more thing to complete your outfit, Cassie." Bending down in front of the girl again, Rebecca pulled out a gold anklet. It was about a half inch wide band, with a soft material on the inside. It appeared to be a smooth braided gold on the outside. Rebecca snapped the band on the anklet and it fit comfortably snug against her skin.

"Now the look is complete," said Rebecca approvingly. "OK then, let's go down to the village and have some lunch."

"Did she just commit an act of claiming ownership?" Cassidy wondered, feeling a little jolt of electricity run up her leg.

They began walking away from the house, and it quickly disappeared from view. Cassidy continued to feel quite aware of her minimal clothing, but even more so of walking outside with bare feet. She rarely walked anywhere outside without shoes.

Rebecca noticed Cassidy looking at the ground intently and placing her steps carefully. "The bottoms of your feet will toughen up in time, but I can also show you some ways to protect them if you need to."

"Thank you, Rebecca." She sensed the warmth of Rebecca's maternal-like care and felt a little less bare.

They walked a good half mile before they saw a pond, and beyond that a grouping of several huts. The round houses appeared to be made of a wood or bamboo frame with roofs made of straw or grasses. The huts surrounded a cleared area containing a fire-pit with a kettle and spit over it. Split logs had been used to create some benches around the fire-pit circle. There was a sizable stream that ran close to the huts; and near the stream were stations for washing, preparing food, and some type of clay oven for cooking. A large garden was filled with vegetables and herbs. There were chickens milling about, as well as some pens that held a variety of animals such as boar and rabbit. Cassidy now noticed that the surrounding vegetation had changed as they had gotten closer to the little village, with palm trees and other plants that she had seen in pictures of the Pacific Islands.

"Wow, this is amazing, Rebecca! It feels so real," Cassidy said excitedly.

"I'm so happy you like it, Cassie, since this is where you would be spending the majority of your time during the weeks of more immersive training. And this is not just a movie set; it feels real, because it is actually a lived-in space."

"Oh wow, someone lives here full time?"

"Yes, Kauri and his hoa live here."

"Rebecca, did you say his whore?"

"No, no Cassie." Rebecca laughed. "His 'hoa,' best translation is 'companions.' You have a lot of work to do on your language, dear."

Cassidy felt a little foolish. She hoped that she hadn't disappointed her former professor. "Um, Rebecca? How did I do on my final exam in your class?" She had forgotten to check on-line to see her grade.

"Well, it's too late now to deduct a point from your grade for the 'Hoa' mistake, but we have other ways of correcting mistakes here," Rebecca said, smiling.

That was ominous, thought Cassidy.

"You got an A dear, I expected no less from you. Anyway, you will get to know Kauri and his hoa very well."

There was a tone in Rebecca's last words and an emphasis on the word "know" that seemed deliberate. It made Cassidy feel anxious and excited again. "Anxious and excited," thought Cassidy, "the kissing cousins." She smiled faintly.

"Here, let me show you the inside of one of the huts," exclaimed an enthusiastic Rebecca.

It was fairly dark inside until Rebecca flipped open the grass coverings of two of the windows; light and a nice cross breeze entered the space. The hut seemed a little bigger on the inside then she was expecting. It had a large sleeping mat and brightly colored woven blankets that were similar to what she had seen in her room in Rebecca's house. There were some rough but well-made chairs, benches and table. A few decorations hung from the ceiling and walls. There was even a desk with a mirror on it.

"Rebecca, do these tribes now have things like mirrors?" Cassidy asked with surprise.

"You are so perceptive, Cassie, I knew I was right in picking you for this internship," replied Rebecca.

Cassie felt a feeling of pride that helped her forget all the things she was nervous about the project.

"Yes, unfortunately, some Westerners have not been as careful as we try to be in not bringing their technology and values to these tribes when they are allowed to visit. Last year I even saw one of the girls with a cell phone, believe it or not."

Cassidy shook her head.

"I'm famished; how about you?" asked Rebecca as she reached for a basket on one of the chairs that Cassidy hadn't noticed. Cassidy noted that in spite of some nervousness, she was getting hungry.

They found a spot in the shade near the stream where Rebecca spread a hand-made blanket out and sat down. She padded the blanket and beckoned Cassidy to join her. Cassidy had been looking at the stream and for the first time she noticed a wooden X frame up behind the village that she hadn't seen before. It looked just like the one she had been tied to in her dream. She felt a wave of some emotion she could no longer clearly identify.

"Penny for your thoughts, Cassie?"

"Oh, sorry, Rebecca, I was just thinking how beautiful it is here."

"If you think this is beautiful, wait until you see the island. We can't exactly recreate the ocean here."

"Well you've done a fabulous job, I could really get into the spirit of this internship in a place like this."

"Does that include the 'naked spirit,' Cassidy?" inquired Rebecca.

Cassidy blushed and turned away.

"Too soon?" said Rebecca playfully. "All right then, let's eat."

They began pulling the items out of the basket and Rebecca went through identifying any that Cassidy didn't recognize from her class. She then poured drinks from a ceramic pitcher into wooden cups.

"What is this?" asked Cassidy.

"It's Kava; have you had it before?"

"Once," replied Cassidy. "Dr. James are you trying to get me drunk?" Cassidy said playfully. Cassidy was aware of Kava's similar effect to alcohol on inhibitions.

"No, Cassie, but I wouldn't mind loosening you up, if you want to know the truth."

Cassidy was cautious of how much of the Kava she drank; she feared the consequences of being too loose around this woman. She was already "looser" than she could recall being in a very long time.

After finishing the meal together, they lay in the grass near the stream enjoying the sun and breeze.

"Hey Cassie, the sun is kind of hot and we need to be careful. I haven't worked up my summer tan, and you look like you might burn easily. I think there is some suntan lotion in one of the huts; let me grab it."

Rebecca returned with the lotion and began rubbing it all over her front. When she reached her breasts, Cassidy tried not to watch, but her mildly relaxed state and curiosity got the better of her. "Did it hurt?" she said, nodding toward Rebecca's pierced nipples.

"No, the suntan lotion doesn't hurt at all, wanna try?" She smiled at Cassidy.

"Stop teasing, Rebecca," said Cassidy, but she was smiling as well.

"Sorry, I couldn't help myself," she said. Rebecca sensed that Cassidy was loosening up so she decided to be direct again. "Well, it's a long story that I won't burden you with, but yes, it hurt quite a bit. But not any longer!" she said with a smile as she flicked the rings. "Now, only pleasure."

Cassidy blushed deeply.

"Hey, would you mind doing my back?" Rebecca asked. Cassidy felt funny about it, but took the lotion and began rubbing it on Rebecca's bare back. "Hmmm, you know I'm not sure if I got the front done well enough," Rebecca said as she rolled over.

"There you go again, Dr. James. If I didn't know better I would say you were trying to seduce me."

"Seduce you to accept the internship, definitely. Seduce you into my bed... well, maybe." Cassidy was taken aback by her forwardness and the pair of decorated breasts that she could not seem to avoid looking at. "Hey would you like me to do you... your back I mean?" asked Rebecca. Clearly Rebecca had had more Kava than she had, but Cassidy was feeling a bit more free too. Rebecca's hands felt great on her back, but the growing arousal she felt made her think she needed to end the massage, before she became even more uncomfortable... or perhaps, more comfortable.

"Uh, Rebecca?"

"Yes, Cassie?

"Who is that man over there that seems to be watching us?"

Rebecca looked up. "Oh, that's Kauri." Before Cassidy had a chance to say anything, she was calling the man over. As he got closer, Cassidy couldn't believe her eyes. He was massive. He looked to be almost seven feet tall and was muscled in a way that would make body builders cry. He had deep brown skin and wavy black hair. He wore nothing but a loincloth and a sling of arrows on his back.

Rebecca had gotten up to greet him. In spite of the fact that she was wearing more clothes than either of them, Cassidy tried to hide somewhat behind Rebecca.

"Kia ora, Kauri," said Rebecca in Kauri's native tongue.

"Kia ora, Mistress Rebecca," the bronzed giant replied.

"He Cassidy tēnei," Rebecca said moving aside so he could see the shy girl.

He bowed and held a rough hand out to Cassidy, "E hari ana ki te tūtaki ki a koe."

"Kia ora," responded Cassidy.

Turning to Rebecca he said, "He ātaahua a ia."

"Yes, she is, isn't she."

He bowed again and said, "Ka kite."

Both women responded "Ka kite," and he walked away.

"I got most of that, but he said something about me, didn't he?" asked Cassidy.

"He said you were beautiful," Rebecca replied.

Cassidy felt her blush deepen.

"Well it looks like it's time to head back to the house," Rebecca said as she began walking back on the path they had taken. She saw Cassidy again walking gingerly. "Hey, come here, let me show you how to protect your feet until you toughen them up enough." She beckoned Cassidy to sit down at the edge of the stream, before crouching down in front of her. "Here, move your feet into the water." Rebecca grabbed the leg that was ensconced with the gold ankle bracelet and was now rinsing her foot.

Cassidy noticed for the first time that the anklet had a gold hoop on it that normally would lay flat against it. "Ahhh, so it is a restraint," she thought, "how clever."

"Tee-hee, that tickles!" gasped Cassidy as Rebecca continued washing around her toes.

"Ah, ticklish," thought Rebecca, "good to know."

"So first you want to make sure that the foot is clean of any debris," she said, as she continued to rub the girl's feet. "You have very lovely feet Cassidy... and adorable toes!" She lifted the foot and suddenly licked the toes. "OK, this one is good."

"Rebecca!" shouted Cassidy in surprise, though she realized that she probably shouldn't have been. She always suspected that her former professor was a wild one, between her manner of dress, her unfiltered language, and the subject matter she was interested in.

As Rebecca worked on the other foot, Cassidy found herself feeling aroused again. She told herself that it was probably the disinhibiting effects of the Kava rather than feelings she might be having for her former teacher. It certainly must be the Kava that kept her from stopping Rebecca, she thought. Rebecca's washing of Cassidy's feet and especially nibbling her toes while kneeling between her outstretched legs felt much more intimate than the rubbing of her back with suntan lotion. And she found herself staring at Rebecca's amazing breasts.

At some point during the washing of her second foot, Cassidy noticed Rebecca staring at her crotch. She realized with great self-consciousness that she had dampened the panties of her loincloth, and it was now spreading to the outer leather covering. She was mortified. She lay her hands in her lap to try to hide the growing wet spot. "Gotta think of something else... look somewhere else," thought Cassidy. She stared at the foliage on the bank of the stream and tried to identify each plant.

Rebecca just continued her ministrations, showing no signs that she had seen anything, when in fact she had seen what she had hoped. "All right, this one is good too," she said, kissing the underside of her foot and eliciting another giggle from the girl. "So now you take some of this wet mud and clay," she said, scooping some from the stream bank, "and cake it on the underside of your feet, like so." She spread a thick layer of mud on each foot. "Research shows that walking barefoot is much better for your feet. A few weeks of walking mainly barefoot and you will be able to stand on tip-toe for much longer... that is, if you ever need to do that kind of thing." Rebecca smiled. "All right then, all done."

They returned to their walk back to the house. Cassidy thought the mud "shoes" felt pretty strange, but she was far less concerned with her steps. After a few minutes, Cassidy spoke, "So Kauri called you 'Mistress Rebecca,' what is that about?"

"Hmmm, our relationship is... let's say, complicated. I met Kauri on my first trip to the islands, and he saved my life. He's probably saved the lives of a few of my apprentices. But I also saved him once, so he said that he owed me his life and wanted to serve me."

"It sounds like an interesting story, but 'serve you?'" Cassidy asked. "Is he your slave?"

"I have lots of interesting stories from my work, and you will too, Cassie. Regarding Kauri, no, he's not a slave, at least not in the way that you are thinking. He pledged his life to me. It was an obvious choice for him to return here with me and help with the research. As I mentioned to you before, If you consent to the internship project, he will be very helpful to you."

She didn't know it of course, but not only would Kauri be helpful to her, but he would eventually save Cassidy's life as well.

"I recall that the Pacific Islanders try to name their children with something meaningful. Does Kauri mean anything?" asked Cassidy.

"Very good Cassie for remembering that - bonus points to you! Yes, Kauri is a type of giant tree that grows on some of the islands - kind of like our Sequoias."

"Well, they sure got that one right, didn't they," joked Cassidy.

"You betcha," Rebecca replied, "and wait until you see the wood he is packing."

Cassidy couldn't help but start laughing out loud. This led to raucous laughter from Rebecca.

"OK, Cassie, let's see how those mud shoes work. Last one back to the house has to make dinner." She then took off running.

"No fair! You got a head start," said Cassidy as she took off after her. The "shoes" worked remarkably well, and Cassidy started gaining on her. In the last 100 yards, she edged up on side of her. "Looks like you're making me dinner!" Cassidy shouted as she overtook Rebecca to finish first.

They reached the house both breathing heavily. Rebecca took a look at Cassidy and started laughing again.

"What now, Rebecca?"

Rebecca nodded at Cassidy's chest, "Seems like you lost something."

"Aw, shit!" Cassidy exclaimed when she looked down and saw that one of her boobs had fallen completely out of her top. She had the thought of ripping the whole micro-bikini top off and joining Rebecca in her toplessness, but instead quickly turned around and rearranged her top to cover the errant breast.

Rebecca was still laughing. "Well I guess this was the only way I was going to get you a little naked today."

"Very funny, Rebecca. My guess is you planned the whole thing."

There had been much planning for sure, and Rebecca felt that Cassidy was getting close. Rebecca untied her hair, which had been held back by some silk scarves. "Here, let me show you something." She walked behind Cassidy, who peered over her shoulder suspiciously. "Now don't be afraid."

"Is she going to tie me up?" Cassidy wondered, finding herself more excited than afraid.

Rebecca continued, "If you ever find yourself needing to run and you want to keep those glorious tits from slowing you down, you can make a pretty good halter top from a couple of these." Rebecca had reached around and scooped Cassidy's breasts into the fabric, before wrapping it around and tying it up at her neck. She stepped around to view her work. "Yes, that's a good look on you; not as good as the one you had just given me, but not bad at all."

"Here I was thinking that you were trying to get me naked all day, and you've managed to give me shoes and a halter top!" Cassidy proclaimed.

They both chuckled. Rebecca was finding herself increasingly enamored with this girl.

Rebecca suggested showers before dinner. "Cassidy, you are free to use the shower in your bathroom, but please remember in a few weeks, you won't have access to a shower." Rebecca decided to act like it was a forgone conclusion that she would agree to the project. "It will be baths in streams or whatever fresh water you can find."

"That's going to be hard," said Cassidy.

"Harder than getting naked?" Rebecca joked.

Cassidy was beginning to no longer mind the teasing. "Yea, it may well be," she said with a wide smile. After washing her muddy feet while Rebecca looked on, Cassidy hesitantly asked, "Rebecca, can I put my clothes back on?"

Rebecca was quite pleased with the question. "Ah, she's asking me for permission to put her clothes back on... definite progress here. I'll have her nude and kneeling very soon," she mused to herself. She decided to have some fun with the girl. "Cassidy, I'm afraid I asked the cleaning woman to toss those awful things out."

"You WHAT?!"

"Yea, I just couldn't stand seeing you in them another day."

"No, you didn't really..."

"But don't fret, there's something really nice for you up on your bed," said Rebecca with a wink and a touch on Cassidy's bare shoulder. "I'll see you in the kitchen when you're done."

Cassidy ran up the stairs to find a box with a Plumeria flower sitting on it. She opened the gift to find a beautifully colored sarong, matching bathing suit bottom, and some matching scarves that were similar to the ones that Rebecca used to form the top she was now wearing. She stripped off her scanty clothing and enjoyed the wonderful warm water of the shower. It was going to be hard giving up hot showers... maybe as much as her clothing and freedom.

When Cassidy came down into the kitchen, Rebecca gasped. She was a vision in her tropical clothing. The sarong skirt was short, and the panties were revealed when she walked. Her breasts were well contained by the scarves, but it was clear that she was wearing no bra, as her nipples made marvelous bumps in the material. She had also placed the Plumeria flower behind her ear.

Rebecca was pleased to see that she was still wearing the gold anklet band. "Wow, you are a knockout in that!"

Cassidy found Rebecca just as beautiful. She wore a pair of white, silk, pajama-like pants and a small white vest that was open in the front. She too wore no bra, and the swells of her breasts were on regular display.

"Wow, that smells great!" exclaimed Cassidy. "What are you making?"

"This is a dish made from boar meat. You aren't vegetarian or anything, right?"

"Yea that would really suck if you had made something like this, and I wouldn't eat it. No, I have no issues with meat."

Rebecca handed Cassidy a glass of Kava, but the girl declined it asking for water instead.

"Didn't like the Kava?"

"No, it's not that, but... um, I wouldn't want to do something I would regret later."

"Well I wouldn't want you to do something you would regret later either, whatever you think that might be."

Cassidy thought she had hurt Rebecca's feelings. "I'm sorry, that came out wrong. I'll take the Kava after all."

They enjoyed the dinner together. Cassidy learned more about Rebecca's family and childhood. After dinner they cleaned up and moved to the patio. Cassidy hadn't seen so many stars in the night sky in a long time. "Wow, we are quite a ways from all the lights of the city. It's gorgeous out here," said Cassidy.

Conversation eventually turned to the Hapori tribes. "So I'm still trying to understand the society of the Hapori and how it works," mused Cassidy. "So in the Hapori tribes, the women are subservient to the men?"

"That's generally true, although there are occasional exceptions," replied Rebecca, "but in many ways the men worship the women."

"But the men have sex with whomever and whenever they want?" asked Cassidy.

"The women seen very happy to serve the men in return for their care and protection. In my years studying the tribe, I have rarely heard a woman complain about the arrangement."

"And the chief makes all the decisions?"

"Well he typically has a council that he consults, but ultimately he makes decisions for the tribe. All of the unattached adult women are considered his, but he also 'passes' them to other members of the tribe as he sees fit," answered Rebecca.

"And they are into kinky sex?"

Rebecca was pleased with the intellectual curiosity that she was seeing in Cassidy, so she decided to be blunt. "Well Cassie, they are into all kinds of sex, but there is a definite proclivity toward BDSM."

"Are all the women submissive?" asked Cassidy, feeling slightly less uncomfortable with the conversation.

"Well, some of the women are dominant as well, particularly those of higher status. There are also submissive men, either by choice or circumstance."

Cassidy decided to skip asking more about the last statement for now.

"Do the men beat the women?" asked Cassidy.

"Oh no. True aggression is greatly frowned upon in these tribes. Men who do not treat their 'hoa' well are punished."

"But they have corporal punishments?"

"Yes, sometimes they engage in practices that Westerners might view as punishments, but often to enhance sexual pleasure. Much of their behavior might be considered as Kink in the US, but they are considered normal there. They are entirely free and uninhibited about their sexuality and sex practices, and they seem universally happy with that state of affairs."

"And if I were to agree to the internship, I would need to be submissive?" she asked more quietly.

"Yes, Cassie. My interns are considered gifts to the village while they are there. You would need to follow the chief's orders and anyone else he put in charge of you."

Rebecca watched Cassidy visibly shudder. She decided not to press her about her reaction. "Well at least she didn't take off running," thought Rebecca.

"Whew, it's a lot to digest," said Cassidy, fanning her face with her hand.

"And that's why we do the intensive training here so that anyone embedded in the tribe will be as ready as they could possibly be."

Cassidy assumed that meant that she would need to be submissive to Rebecca, but she couldn't bring herself to ask the question.

Rebecca saw Cassidy furrow her brow and thought she knew what the young woman was thinking. She decided to help her out. "I'm sure you will have other questions, and I'm happy to try to answer them; but I was wondering if you would like to go for a swim?"

"Um, I don't have a bathing suit, Rebecca."

"Yes I know, I know. Have you ever taken a midnight skinny dip? I'm guessing not, but it is really fabulous. Tell you what, I'm going to turn out the lights so we will have nothing but the moonlight."

Rebecca flipped several switches until all the lights in the house and patio were out, and the only light came from a partial moon.

"Now I'm going to take off all my clothes and get in the water, and I would like for you to join me." Rebecca decided to take a slightly more directive tone to see how Cassidy would respond.

Cassidy's eyes were beginning to adjust to the darkness and she could see the outline of Rebecca's body as she stripped off her clothes. And just as quickly she saw her jump into the pool. "Oh it's wonderful in here, Cassidy."

Cassidy felt more ready for this than she expected. Perhaps the growing closeness she was feeling toward Rebecca or the effects of the Kava were breaking down her walls. Could it even have been the way Rebecca practically ordered her to strip and join her in the pool? She shuddered at that thought. What would that mean?

Rebecca watched as the moonlight framed the body that was being revealed. The thought crossed Rebecca's mind to flip the switch nearby to turn on all the lights outside, but thought better of it. "That would be cruel, and probably unproductive." She reminded herself of all the signs that Cassidy was showing that she was getting there all on her own.

"Here goes everything," she heard Cassidy whisper before the loud sound of the splash as she jumped into the pool.

When Cassidy had broken the surface, Rebecca asked, "Do you swim much?"

"I loved swimming as a kid, but I mostly stopped when I got into my teens."

"Well let's see what you've got." Rebecca began to lap the Olympic sized pool. After several laps, they both stopped. A cloud had passed over the moon and they were in near darkness. Cassidy didn't hear Rebecca and was about to call out when she suddenly came up from beneath the water behind her.

"Gotcha!" Rebecca said playfully as she wrapped her arms around the girl's waist from behind.

Cassidy could feel Rebecca's breasts pressing up against her back, and the cool metal of the nipple rings. Rebecca only held her for maybe 20 seconds, but to her great surprise Cassidy found herself thinking, "Oh please move your hands a little higher, or maybe a little lower." Before Cassidy could even analyze that thought, Rebecca kissed her on her right shoulder and swam away.

She moved over to a shallow section of the pool that had some Jacuzzi jets and beckoned Cassidy over. Cassidy, feeling more than a little aroused, joined her former professor as they let the Jacuzzi jets do some magic on their muscles. Cassidy tried to avoid one particular jet that would have enhanced her arousal to a dangerous degree. She couldn't exactly come right here, she thought. Rebecca had no such inhibitions, and Cassidy could hear her breathing heavier, then some soft moans... and then quiet. Cassidy assumed that Rebecca had just climaxed, and she was feeling very awkward about it, but also very stimulated.

After a couple of minutes, Rebecca broke the silence. "I had a great time with you today Cassidy, I hope you did too."

Cassidy replied, "It was wonderful, thank you."

With that, Rebecca got out of the pool and grabbed some towels that she had brought out. The clouds over the moon had departed and Cassidy got a good view of the naked silhouette with water dripping off of it, before Rebecca wrapped a towel around herself. She handed the other towel to Cassidy, and only after the girl had wrapped herself in the towel did Rebecca flip a few lights on.

"Well it's time for bed," said Rebecca as she headed for the stairs. Cassidy followed close behind. "I expect you in your Native 'uniform' tomorrow at 8:30," Rebecca instructed when they reached the guest room. She gave Cassidy a quick peck on the lips before heading down the hall toward her room. "Good night, Pet," she whispered under her breath.

Chapter 03.2 - VISITATION (Continued)

" Oh my god, " she thought, " I can feel his dick! "

Cassidy found herself again on the large wooden X, her wrists and ankles tied firmly to the four corners. She was naked and was on tip toe. She was surrounded by a ring of torches again, and there were several observers sitting cross-legged on the ground in front of her. A woman that looked like Rebecca was kneeling between her outstretched legs licking at her petals very slowly; she was also massaging her feet. She felt another tongue working over her rear passage. A third woman was squeezing her nipples methodically... wait, was that KK? Then a large naked man that looked like Kauri approached her. He had a sizable tree branch where his dick would have been and there were leaves instead of pubic hair. As he got closer still, she could see something in his branch-like hand which caught the light. It was a long needle. KK had stopped squeezing her nipples and was now behind her rubbing her back. Kauri grasped a hard nipple with his bark-covered fingers and stretched it away from her body. He brought the needle up and...

"Oh fuck," Cassidy heard herself scream as she awoke. Her body was warm, covered in sweat, her breathing ragged. She had several fingers in her pussy, and her other hand was pinching her swollen nipples very hard. She climaxed quickly and had to stifle a scream; she was unable to stifle her moans.

Cassidy's Journal Entry 02 04/30/23

Yesterday was a really big day. I got to see Dr. James's house and some of the areas that are used for the immersion training. It is very impressive what she has created here. I got to get a feel for what it is like to wear a little Native garb... very little Native garb. I am still trying to wrap my head around wearing nothing. Rebecca seems perfectly comfortable with showing her body. Will I ever be? It has been great spending time with Rebecca, she is so smart and confident. I also got to meet Kauri, his name could not be more perfect. I'm enjoying learning about the South Pacific foods and customs.

Cassidy came downstairs the following morning already having showered and put her loincloth and leather micro bikini back on. She arranged the beads to cover as much of her exposed breasts as she could. Coming down to breakfast in this outfit wasn't as difficult as yesterday, but she still felt naughty doing it.

Rebecca was already making breakfast. "Are you a coffee or tea drinker?" asked Rebecca, who was dressed in a colorful silk robe.

"I'm fine with either," the girl answered, "but I think I prefer coffee."

"Great, we serve Hawaii's finest Kona coffee in this house," said Rebecca as she poured a cup for Cassidy. "So tomorrow morning, we're going to work on cooking. It would be good if you already know how to make a few dishes. For this morning, I've made Faikakai and Poi."

"What is that?" asked Cassidy.

"Faikakai is a kind of banana fritter that is popular in the islands," Rebecca responded as she placed plates with fritters and an assortment of fruit on the table. "Poi is a paste made from coconut milk and smashed bananas and pineapple. It's also good for the skin." As she spoke she scooped a finger into the bowl and smeared a dollop on Cassidy's face.

"Hey!" Cassidy exclaimed.

"Sorry, would you like me to lick it off?"

"Very funny," she said as she used her own finger to wipe it off and put some in her mouth. "Mmmm, that's tasty."

After breakfast, Rebecca took Cassidy to meet the trainers who were in another building on the grounds. The exercise and weight room were well equipped, with the usual assortment of machinery, though some of the equipment looked different than what she had seen in the last gym she had attended, the most obvious being the restraints on several pieces. In the same building, there were also a 4 person Jacuzzi, sauna, and massage room.

After they entered and didn't see anyone, Rebecca called out, "Hello, anyone here?" They heard some banging coming from the sauna room. Soon an excessively muscled man wearing only a towel around his waist walked over to greet Cassidy and Rebecca. Cassidy stifled a giggle when she saw him. "I wanted to introduce you to our newest prospective intern, Cassidy," said Rebecca.

"Hallo, Miss Cassidy, I am Hanz," he spoke with a slight Austrian or Hungarian accent.

"And I am Franz," said the other muscled trainer, coming out of the sauna now, also wearing only a towel around his waist. He had another towel in his hand wiping his sweaty face. Cassidy felt a bit better when she saw that she was not the least dressed person in the room. As Franz entered the room, he spotted something on one of the exercise bikes and quickly tossed the towel in his hand over the seat. Cassidy noticed that the towel had a bulge under it... wait, was that a dildo on the seat?

"Cassidy will hopefully be coming here soon for the full treatment," said Rebecca. "For now, you will have her this morning to show her the ropes."

"Ya, Ya, you will get the complete treatment here," said one of the trainers. "We will whip you into shape for the islands in no time."

Cassidy was not liking how this was looking or sounding at all.

"Lets see what we have to work with," said the other trainer. He circled around her, feeling her forearms, triceps, thighs and calves. "Is good, ya... will not take much work at all," said Hanz. "You leave her to us, Doctor."

Cassidy was feeling quite nervous about being left with the trainers. Sensing her discomfort Rebecca said, "Boys, I'm going to do some working out while you get her started on some basics."

"Ya, Ya... is good," the trainers both said.

For the next several hours, Rebecca did her own workout while the trainers talked Cassidy through a plan for strength conditioning and endurance training. They then had her working on some of the standard equipment, though Cassidy kept eyeing the bike with the bulge on its seat that was covered by a towel.

After the workout, Rebecca asked the trainers to give massages to them both. Cassidy was apprehensive about the possibility of taking her clothes off or of having the trainers touching her, but Rebecca said that they were very professional and she could keep her clothes on. Rebecca chose to leave her shorts and sports bra on as well. Although Cassidy was no longer certain which trainer, Hanz or Franz, had performed her massage, he was very good at it and she felt quite relaxed. At the end, he applied a coat of suntan lotion to all her visible areas.

"You are out in the field later, very sunny today," said Hanz or maybe Franz.

Although he had never touched her in any sexual way, she found herself feeling aroused. "What is happening to me?" the girl thought.

After a short lunch and a cooking lesson, Rebecca told Cassidy that they would be out in the field practicing hunting, archery, and other skills she might need on the island. She handed Cassidy some of the scarf ties that she used to secure the girl's breasts for running. "Here, tie a few of these in your hair in case you need them at some point," instructed Rebecca.

"Thank you, Rebecca," said Cassidy, disappointed that Rebecca had used some scarves to secure her own breasts, thereby covering them from her view. She no longer felt she would be uncomfortable witnessing Rebecca's nudity, though she still couldn't say the same about being nude in front of her, and certainly she did not feel she could be naked in front of others.

"Let's go try some hunting, shall we?" Rebecca had pulled a muddy, beat up jeep to the side of the property. She began driving on another road that Cassidy had not noticed.

"Is this all your property?" Cassidy asked, incredulously.

"Ethan and I were fortunate to have the opportunity to buy a large plot of land when the market was down. We got it for a steal. Then we have gradually been buying some of the surrounding properties to expand our reach."

"How much land do you own?"

"A few thousand acres," replied Rebecca.

"Wow, that's amazing."

By this point they had driven through streams, past swamps, heavily wooded sections, open clearings, and climbed up through some rocky passes. "The thing I'm most happy about is the variety of terrain here," said Rebecca.

"I can see that," said Cassidy as they bumped over a rocky section. They turned off another road and soon had reached a small clearing. After parking the jeep, Rebecca walked toward a barn like structure on the edge of the clearing. Part of it was underground and part above. The roof had grass growing on it, like turf houses you might see in Iceland or Scotland. Cassidy could see that there were archery and ax or spear throwing targets scattered about.

On the other side of the clearing there also appeared to be an obstacle course, like ones that the military uses. There were climbing walls, tunnels, and other equipment.

"Wow, you are quite equipped," noted Cassidy.

"Yes, and so are you," Rebecca said, staring at Cassidy's chest just to see her reaction.

"Very funny, Rebecca," said the girl while smiling.

"Good reaction," thought Rebecca, "definite progress."

"Come give me a hand with this." Rebecca had unlocked the padlock on the door of the turf house and shone a flashlight into the room. It was filled with weapons and equipment, some of which Cassidy could not identify. She also saw a rack that had ropes and other climbing equipment. Another area had some horse riding items, such as saddles and bridles. Finally, she caught a brief glimpse of a table with some whips and riding crops of various sizes on it. That last table gave her a funny feeling in her belly.

"Let's grab these bows and arrows and some axes," said Rebecca.

They returned to the targets and began with the axes. Cassidy had gone a couple of times to an ax throwing bar near the University, so she wasn't too bad at it. The archery was another matter. She was really struggling, and Rebecca's instruction was not helping much. She was pretty frustrated when she heard a strong voice behind her.

"Makawe koura."

Cassidy did not understand.

"Makawe koura," Kauri said pointing at Cassidy, "Golden hair."

"Oh he's given me a nickname, how sweet," thought Cassidy.

"Kia ora, Kauri," said Rebecca.

Kauri nodded at them both.

"Golden hair doing it wrong." Before Cassidy had had a chance to say hello, Kauri came up from behind her and wrapped his large arms around her in order to move her hands into the right position. He was right up against her back.

"Oh my god," she thought, "I can feel his dick!"

Rebecca noticed the startled look of the girl, and knew what was happening. She smiled at Cassidy as the massive man continued to maintain close contact with her body, moving her hips and arms with his large hands.

"Oh shit, is he getting hard?!"

He then told her to pull back the bow and release the arrow. It was a bullseye. Rebecca began whooping. Cassidy turned around and took a quick glance down - there was definitely some tenting going on in the Hapori giant's loincloth!

"Ngā mihi," said Cassidy, bowing.

"Tena koe." He smiled at her and then went back into the woods.

"Like I said, Cassie, Kauri might save your life. Make sure you show him respect and appreciation. He is incredibly loyal when he likes someone."

"Well, there were definitely signs that he might like me." Cassidy smiled.

"Yes, 'Golden Hair,' I think he might," Rebecca said with a laugh.

After Cassidy had hit bullseyes on three of her next five shots, Rebecca said they could move on with the day. They spent most of the afternoon with Rebecca teaching Cassidy how to identify safe and dangerous plants and some instruction on tracking. They came back to the archery stands, and Rebecca ran her through the obstacle course. Cassidy was happy that Rebecca allowed her to use her scarves to secure her breasts more safely after she had two more slippage incidents during the workout.

They eventually returned to the house, tired and sweaty.

"How about a soak in the hot tub?" Rebecca offered. Hanz and Franz were nowhere in sight when they entered the gym area. As they took the cover off the hot tub, Rebecca asked, "Cassie, do you mind if I take these things off?"

Cassidy shook her head. "Not at all. In fact I was thinking I might ditch my top."

"That's really great Cassidy, but I think I would prefer that you not."

Cassidy was very confused. "I don't understand, I thought you would be thrilled that I was shedding some inhibitions."

I am thrilled Cassie, but when you do that, I want it to be everything, and it will be in the way and time of my choosing."

"Ahhh, so you want to give the orders, huh?" replied Cassidy.

"Now you are starting to understand, Cassie."

Cassidy was unnerved by the surge of excitement that passed through her, so she decided to call it anxiety. She had less trouble accepting the thrill she felt as Rebecca shed her clothes. She had already seen her naked in the photos she had shared, and she had caught a glimpse of her body in the moonlight the previous evening, but now she was right in front of her in full light. Cassidy thought she was breathtaking.

Rebecca caught her staring at her landing strip of black pubic hair and raised an eyebrow. Cassidy blushed and looked away. She had a hard time knowing what to say, so they sat in the hot tub mostly in silence with their eyes closed.

After the hot tub jets had eased their sore muscles, Rebecca got out and wrapped a towel around herself. "I'm going to take a shower and then we can work on some food together."

Cassidy took another lukewarm shower. She pulled the shower head down and let the water pulse on her clit. To her surprise, the image that came to her mind as she got herself off was Rebecca ordering her to strip naked and lick her black leather boots.

After dinner and a bit of Kava, Rebecca and Cassidy retired to the study room. They had both put their sarongs and scarf tops back on and were barefoot. They were sitting in two of the comfortable chairs when Cassidy started the conversation.

"I'm not sure I fully understand the whole BDSM thing, Rebecca. Some people get off on pain?" she asked as if she had no knowledge of kink.

"It's so much more complicated than that, Cassidy. Part of the 'BDSM thing' is a power exchange. One person gives control to another person to decide things for them, and another exercises that control. True submissives enjoy giving up control to another. True dominants get pleasure from exercising that control. Some people enjoy being in alternating roles. The pain part of BDSM is another thing that people get hung up on. Sure, there are people that we call 'pain sluts' who totally get off on extreme pain. Most people though find that smaller amounts of pain during sex contribute to pleasure. There are several reasons why that might be the case. First, pain and pleasure both originate from the nerve endings. Touch of any kind, soft or hard, releases a variety of neurotransmitters that increase pleasure. Then there is the psychological aspect of it. You can't tell me that you've never fantasized about being kidnapped, tied up, or having sexual things done to you without your agreement?"

Cassidy blushed. "Well, maybe once."

"Ha, liar!" Rebecca responded.

Cassidy made a small grin.

"Come here and sit on my lap, Cassidy," Rebecca ordered.

"Wha?"

"You heard me, come over here." Rebecca moved forward in her chair and pat her own lap. "Sit," she ordered.

Cassidy got up, feeling somewhat nervous and uncertain. She sat cross-ways on Rebecca's lap so that she was facing at a 90 degree angle from her former professor.

"OK, so how do you feel right now, Cassie?" asked Rebecca.

"Um, a little scared."

"Why? Do you think I'm going to hurt you?"

"I don't think so, but I guess I'm nervous about the uncertainty of what might happen."

"And are you feeling anything else?"

"Well, yea, I'm feeling a little excited, like I had too much coffee."

"That's right, Cassie. Now tell me what you feel now?" Rebecca said as she began to brush her hands lightly across the girl's bare midriff.

Cassidy giggled. "Yea, that's ticklish."

"And is that pleasant or unpleasant?" Rebecca inquired analytically.

"Hmmm, I guess mostly pleasant."

Rebecca removed the hand from Cassidy's belly. "But imagine I kept tickling you, would there be a point that it became unpleasant?"

"Well, probably when I peed on you... that would be unpleasant for both of us," joked Cassidy. Both women laughed.

"Touché," replied Rebecca. "OK, now I want you to close your eyes and clasp your hands behind your back."

Cassidy was already feeling a bit flush at this point. "Ummmm, Okaaaay," she said hesitantly as she complied with the directive.

"Now what are you feeling?" asked Rebecca.

"Ummmm, more nervous."

"aaaand?"

"More excited," responded Cassidy.

"Now I want you to describe how you feel with this," Rebecca said as she gently raked her well manicured nails across Cassidy's belly, leaving red trails behind them.

"Oh, ouch, mmmmmm," said Cassidy.

"Cassie, in your response I heard a reaction that included surprise, pain, and something that sounded pleasant."

Cassidy opened her eyes and brought her hands back to rub her belly where the marks were already fading. "OK, I think I'm starting to understand a little more."

Rebecca felt some dampness on her leg where Cassidy was sitting. "Her body is sure understanding it even if her mind is taking longer," thought the professor.

"Great, now it's off you go to your bed, young lady!" Rebecca spoke in a faux maternal style as if talking to a child.

"Do I have to?" Cassidy answered in a child like voice.

"Yea, I think we'd better," thought Rebecca. She wasn't ready to take this girl to her bed just yet. She wanted her to beg for it.

Chapter 03.3 - VISITATION (Continued)

Rebecca thought, " This girl is a shaken Champagne bottle just waiting for somebody to pull the cork. "

Cassidy found herself lying on a long narrow table set up outside. She tried to move her arms, but her wrists were tied tightly above her head. Her legs were spread slightly and immobilized by ropes that disappeared underneath. The smell of coconut and tropical fruit was heavy in the air. One of the trainers was there and he was massaging her skin with oil. Several other people she did not recognize began applying Poi paste to her naked body. Soon she had been covered with the sticky substance from head to toe, and on top of that was an assortment of fruits. She realized that a peeled banana had been inserted into her vagina. Just as she was about to speak, someone shoved another peeled banana into her mouth. For some reason she was unable to bite or eat that banana.

She was then surrounded by men and women wearing only loincloths. Their arms appeared to be fixed together behind their backs and they began to eat the food off of her body. When one person got full, another came up to take his or her place. When there were no fruits left, they began licking the paste off of her body. They had reached her skin, but they continued to lick and gently bite at her flesh. Rebecca came into view above her head and began eating the banana protruding from her mouth. Cassidy was unable to close her mouth, and Rebecca was now sticking her tongue into the restrained girl's mouth in order to get the remainder of the banana out. A large bronze skinned man moved between Cassidy's legs to eat the banana there, and soon he was scooping the remaining banana out of her pussy with his tongue. When he completed that task, he stood and dropped his loincloth, revealing an arrow where his penis should be. He gripped the base of the shaft, and it shot over the top of Cassidy's head.

"... the Fuck?!" Cassidy awoke with a start. "These dreams are getting weirder and weirder." In spite of the bizarreness of the dream, Cassidy felt very aroused. She began to play with herself over her thoroughly drenched panties. Before long she had pulled the crotch aside so she could get her fingers into herself. It didn't take her very long to have three loud orgasms.

Journal Entry 3 (05/01/23)

Rebecca really has quite the setup here. The gym they have was amazing. The trainers were a bit odd, but seemed to know what they were doing. It would be nice to get stronger. I can't believe how much property they have. Learning how to hunt is going to be a challenge, but I saw that I would be in good hands with Kauri, who seemed to know exactly how to help me. I'm learning a lot more about the Hapori lifestyle and their sexual attitudes. Over the last two days, I've had a few moments where I could see myself joining the internship.

Cassidy came down from her lukewarm shower dressed in her loincloth and ceremonial top and beads. After breakfast, Cassidy handed Rebecca the journal entries she had completed for the last three days.

"Are you ready to go back today?" asked Rebecca.

Cassidy was actually feeling somewhat sad about returning to her life, but she did think she would enjoy wearing some regular clothes again. "It has been quite a weekend, Rebecca, and you've given me a lot to think about."

"So do I need to start looking for another student to take your place on the internship?" Rebecca asked with a disappointed tone.

"Well, I need to look at the forms you told me about that spell out more details, but coming here has been very helpful."

"OK then, I'll give you the contracts on your way out later today. Please take some time this morning to study some more recipes and practice your Island languages as you go," instructed Rebecca. "I'm going to get a shower, and I'll come check in on you later."

"Thanks, Rebecca," Cassidy gave her a hug before she departed the room.

"Cassidy Ann Collins!" Rebecca yelled from her study. Cassidy had been practicing the Hapori language. She knew she must be in trouble by the professor's use of her full name. She ran down to the room with the display case of all the sexual statues to find Rebecca reading her journal.

"Yes, Dr. James?" Cassidy asked anxiously. She reverted to the formal title given her professor's apparent anger.

"I thought you understood that you should be recording all of your experiences in your journal?"

"Yes, Dr. James, I have been doing that," Cassidy replied.

"This is as dry as breadcrumbs, girl. There's hardly anything here about your feelings. And are you sure that you have been recording everything?"

"Well, all of the important stuff anyway," said Cassidy as she averted her gaze from Rebecca's intense stare.

"Oh, really?! All of the important stuff. You didn't think that you masturbating the last two nights was important stuff?"

Cassidy's face went pale, before it turned a bright red. She shuffled her feet and stared at the blue polish on her toenails. "Rebecca, you know that I was masturbating?"

"Cassidy, I could hear you moaning, and you haven't complained of being sick," said Rebecca staring at the young woman. "Last night I heard you scream. When I got up to check on you, there was no doubt from what I heard that you were getting yourself off."

Cassidy glanced up at Rebecca before quickly returning her gaze to the floor. "I'm sorry Dr. James, that was such a private thing that I didn't think to put it in my journal."

"Cassie, I thought you understood that privacy is something you were to leave in your apartment when you agreed to participate in this project. This is all valuable information for the research."

"My masturbating is going to be in your research, professor?" she replied as her blush deepened.

"Yes, your reactions to this internship are all possible research studies. It is also important that you give up this concept of privacy that you are hanging on to. It will not be possible on the island, and I will not tolerate it during your training."

"Yes Ma'am."

"Now come over here for your punishment, Cassie."

"My punishment?" Cassidy said meekly.

"Yes, girl, come lay across my lap."

Cassidy gulped, she knew what was coming.

"Now!" demanded Rebecca.

Cassidy shuffled over and lay across her professor's lap for her first of many spankings. She was frightened, but she also felt a delicious sensation of warmth where her bare belly made contact with the warm skin of Rebecca's thighs.

Dr. James unceremoniously flipped the back flap of Cassidy's loincloth leaving her buttocks bare but for the thong that ran between her cheeks.

"Rebecca!" Cassidy said in a startled voice.

"Yes, Cassie?"

"What are you doing?" the girl said anxiously.

"I'm getting you ready for the spanking of course. You need to learn that keeping secrets, even about your own body, is not acceptable here. This will be a lesson in transparency," Rebecca continued, her voice stern. "Every part of you - every sensation, every emotion, every thought is part of the research. And I expect you to document it all thoroughly from now on."

Before Cassidy could reply, Rebecca brought her hand down against the rounded butt cheeks. Smack!

"Ouch! That hurt!"

"Oh, Cassidy, you're tougher than that, that was barely anything." Rebecca brought her hand down a bit harder on Cassidy's ass.

"Oh my God!" yelped Cassidy.

"Cassidy, you are really being quite dramatic. Now I want you to hush and take your punishment so we can move on with the day."

Rebecca heard Cassidy sniffle. "Very curious, I'm not hitting her very hard," thought Rebecca. She gave her 8 more smacks to her bottom.

Cassidy bit her lower lip to stifle her whimpers as the sting from Dr. James's spanks spread through her body. She felt a strange mix of embarrassment and arousal, the sensation of her professor's hand on her bare skin both humiliating and disturbingly comforting. By the final spank, she was breathing heavily.

Cassidy's reaction was not lost on Rebecca, and there was the dampness where the crotch of the prone girl was making contact with her thigh. Rebecca then rested her hand on Cassidy's buttocks, feeling the warmth that was emanating from them.

"So Cassidy, how long have you been masturbating?" inquired Rebecca.

"You mean, at what age did I start?" Cassidy asked, now resigned to sharing whatever Rebecca asked of her.

"No, I mean since I first came to you to propose participating in the internship."

"Oh... um..."

"Well, spit it out," ordered Rebecca.

"I guess it started then," answered the blonde haired girl.

"Every night?" Rebecca asked.

"and most mornings... and yesterday afternoon," Cassidy replied sheepishly.

"I look forward to reading more about it in your amended journal entries," Dr. James replied.

"Oh, and Cassidy?"

"Yes, Ma'am?"

"No more masturbating without my permission."

"Yes, Mistress," the words came out so naturally that it shocked Cassidy.

"Thank you, Cassidy, for that title," said Rebecca, "but it is not yet time."

"But soon... very soon," Rebecca thought as Cassidy hurried out of the room.

Cassidy returned to her bedroom still short of breath and tingling all over. She was embarrassed to have accidentally called Rebecca "Mistress," but equally unnerved that her former professor was now giving orders about something so intimate as whether she could play with herself. But the thought that if she accepted the internship, her most private moments would be under the scrutiny of Rebecca sent a delicious shiver down her spine.

She first worked on amending her journal and then on her language skills. She couldn't find a comfortable position to sit, so she lay on her stomach on her bed mat. It was hard to concentrate with what had just happened. Her ass still felt warm, and she was quite aware of the arousal she was feeling in her body, and in particular in her thong.

"Is this what it would be like if I accepted the internship - a constant state of uncertainty and arousal?" Cassidy wondered. "Would I be able to handle the punishments and humiliation?" She did her best to focus her attention on the language.

After a few hours, Rebecca came up and stuck her head in the door.

"How's it going?"

"Pretty slow, I'm having a hard time concentrating," Cassidy answered.

Rebecca came in and sat down next to her. "I want you to start doing mindfulness meditation every day for at least 5 minutes. It will help you be more present and to learn how to compartmentalize your thoughts and feelings when you need to."

"I'm familiar with the process but have never taken it seriously. I'll try to do that," replied Cassidy.

"With meditation, there is no 'try,' only 'do,'" responded Rebecca.

"Yes, Wise One," Cassidy replied sarcastically. "But Rebecca?"

"Yes Cassie?"

"I just don't know that I can go through with this."

"Go through with?" quizzed Rebecca.

"The internship, and what it involves - the nudity, the punishments, the loss of control, the sex." Her voice trailed off to a whisper at the end of her sentence.

"Maybe you decide that you can't, Cassie, and that would be a shame. I've seen you open up in the last couple of days. Sure I've seen that old fear and apprehension, but I've also seen excitement, curiosity, and quite a bit of arousal too."

Cassidy blushed at the last one. "God, she's seen my arousal."

"You have the next four days to think about it and make the decision that you think is best for you. But before we head out, I'd like you to meet someone," said Rebecca.

"Oh, OK," Cassidy said intrigued by who it might be... perhaps Rebecca's husband?

This was Rebecca's last "ace in the whole." Something she thought might help push the teetering girl over to the other side. They entered the living room.

"Hi Cas!" yelped KK as she bounded across the room to hug Cassidy. Cassidy nearly fell over backwards as KK rushed toward her. There was no disguising the shock she felt upon seeing her former teaching assistant, who was completely nude other than several adornments that merely emphasized her nakedness. There was a wide gold band encircling her neck, gold bands around her wrists and ankles, and two gold hoops through her nipples. And just as astounding was the fact that KK seemed entirely unfazed by or even aware of her nakedness as she reached around Cassidy's waist to give her a hug.

KK was a vision of sexual provocativeness. She was an inch shorter than Cassidy, and had a thinner, more muscular build. She had somewhat small, but beautifully shaped breasts, capped by the pierced nipples that stood fully erect like they were saluting. Her face was framed by long black hair that hung almost to her butt. It also looked like KK had been recently oiled up, so when she hugged Cassidy, their bodies slid against each other, leaving a trail of oil on the areas of Cassidy that were bare.

"Oh don't you look cute," KK chirped. "But a bit overdressed," she said smiling.

Cassidy tried to look anywhere other than the glistening nude body that was now directly in front of her.

"So you are familiar with KK then?" Dr. James commented as if she was not already aware of that fact.

"Ummm, not in this way," said Cassidy with a small grin. There she was again trying to make jokes when she was feeling uncomfortable.

"Well, I believe that you two will become even more familiar in time," replied Dr. James, suppressing a bigger smile.

Rebecca had spoken with Kimberleigh earlier in the day, hoping that she would be able to comfort Cassidy about the training and internship. She didn't want KK to reveal that she was already a slave, but did think that her comfort with her nudity and submissiveness would calm the shy girl.

Dr. James kicked off her high heel sandals and walked over to KK; she touched her cheek and then smoothly locked KK's hands behind her back with a simple click of the gold bands on her wrists. Cassidy was still trying to look away, but sneaked a furtive glance at the proceedings.

"Cassie, please look at KK," Rebecca spoke with a quiet firmness as she began to fondle one of the oiled nipples of the girl.

"Do you see any shame or embarrassment in KK? She is standing naked before you, a former student."

Cassidy not only saw no embarrassment, but now KK had her eyes closed, clearly enjoying the attention to her nipple. Cassidy was no longer hearing her professor speak. Her eyes glazed over, and there was a strong warmth that was spreading across her face and down her chest. She knew she was blushing again. But now the warmth had spread lower, and she feared that her loincloth was getting damp again. After a few minutes of playing with the nipple, Rebecca's hand roamed down KK's toned belly and onto her bare mound. KK was completely shaved!

"Spread your legs, Pet," Dr. James said quietly, though loud enough for Cassidy to hear her calling KK, "Pet." Cassidy shifted uncomfortably, again trying to look elsewhere, but her gaze was drawn back to the finger that had easily slipped between the slick petals of the girl's pussy. KK had dropped her head and had started to tremble. Her eyes were still closed. Dr. James leaned down and whispered something into KK's ear which Cassidy was unable to hear. KK stopped trembling and held her body straight.

While she continued to fondle the restrained girl standing next to her, Rebecca spoke, "Cassidy, soon you will have to make a decision. You can go back to your old, presumably boring life and live perfectly comfortably in that world as you had been doing. Or you can accept the internship. You will undoubtedly be uncomfortable many times during the summer, but I suspect you now understand that you may experience a level of excitement that few people are privy to."

Cassidy was now transfixed with the scene and getting highly aroused. After a few minutes of gradually quickening her rubbing of the girl's slit, Dr. James again whispered to KK. This time Cassidy heard what she said, "Look at your friend, KK, and you can come now."

Kimberleigh opened her eyes and met the gaze of Cassidy, and as she did so, her orgasm hit her. A wave of contractions ran through her body and she nearly fell over, before Dr. James steadied her with an arm around her waist. Cassidy was truly surprised by what happened next; KK was laughing! Here she stood naked in front of her former student, her hands immobilized behind her back, and having just been brought to orgasm; and she had clearly lost herself in the moment.

Cassidy was having a hard time taking it all in, but there was no denying the experience she was feeling in her body - she was hot and feeling horny as she could ever recall being. "This is crazy isn't it?!" she thought to herself.

By this point Dr. James had unfastened Kimberleigh's wrists and lowered her to the soft white rug on the floor.

"I'm going to let the two of you talk a bit, and come back in a little while," Rebecca stated as she slipped her shoes back on. "There is a pitcher on the table over there Cassie; why don't you get KK and yourself some water." Rebecca strode out of the room, her high heeled sandals clicking a metronomic pattern and then fading away.

KK still appeared to be resting with her eyes closed and a smile on her face when Cassidy walked over to get her some water. "Oh God, my loincloth is soaked." She could now smell her own arousal after she had walked away from the more overpowering scent of her friend.

Cassidy was sitting on the floor next to KK, stroking her oiled arm for several minutes when she began to stir. Her skin was warm. Cassidy had taken the time to unabashedly admire the body of her nude former TA while she was resting. She had lusted after KK for the better part of a year, undressed her in her mind, and now she lay in front of her, completely exposed. And she was even more stunning than she had imagined.

She was still trying to wrap her head around what just happened, and trying to imagine how she would have felt if she had been in KK's place, while a friend watched her being forcibly brought to orgasm. Was she feeling envious of KK? Her mind was again in a whirl when KK began to speak.

"Oh, Cassidy, I do hope you agree to the internship. It would be so nice to have someone else here I know."

"KK, aren't you embarrassed to have me see you this way, to have me watch while Rebecca did that to you?"

"When I heard that I might be seeing you today, and that of course you would be 'seeing' me, I couldn't stop thinking about it. It was so freeing and so thrilling to know that I had no choice about it. Sure there are still moments of awkwardness or discomfort for me, but Cas, I just can't tell you how much more alive I feel all the time... and how many orgasms I'm having. I hope you don't judge me too harshly."

Before Cassidy had time to sort through her feelings or to reply to her former TA's words, Rebecca returned.

"OK KK, time for you to return to training. Thank you for hopefully expanding Cassidy's understanding of what some things could be like for her for the next 3 months. Now run along." She swatted KK's ass as she passed by her on the way out; KK giggled like a schoolgirl.

"Well, Cassidy, I hope you enjoyed seeing your old TA." There was a hint of mischief in Rebecca's tone.

Cassidy caught her professor glance at her loincloth; she grew bright red knowing that she had seen her wetness. Cassidy stammered, "It's a lot to think about, Rebecca."

"Yes, there is a lot to consider, but I have faith in you. You've already come..." Rebecca paused and smiled, "... so far. In any case, it looks like we have reached the end of our time together this weekend. You can go upstairs and get dressed for your trip home, and I will meet you back down here for our goodbyes."

Cassidy went upstairs and smiled when she saw that her old sweatshirt, jeans, underwear and sneakers were sitting on the dresser. "So she didn't throw them out after all." She looked at the items with a bit of disgust. "My old boring life," she thought. And in that moment she felt a change inside her. She grabbed the tropical sarong outfit out of the drawer and put that on. She tossed her old things in the waste basket, grabbed her small bag, and headed downstairs.

Rebecca gave a wide smile when she saw the girl dressed in the sarong.

"I hope you don't mind, Rebecca," Cassidy said while looking down at her outfit.

"Not at all, Cassie. It is yours to keep no matter what you decide. If we do not see one another again, it will be a reminder of our time together."

Cassidy felt quite sad when she considered that she might not see Rebecca again, certainly not in this capacity.

Rebecca then said, "So here is the paperwork I mentioned and your cell phone. You should read the forms carefully over the coming days. Please give yourself the whole time before making a decision. Unless you call me on Friday morning and tell me you don't wish to accept the internship, I will have a car come to pick you up around 4pm. How does that sound?"

Cassidy nodded. "That sounds fine. And here is my amended journal for the last three days. Thank you so much for this weekend, Rebecca, you've really opened my eyes and mind," and then more quietly, "and maybe even my body a little bit."

"Well looking at the woman who stands before me now vs. the one who walked into my house two days ago, maybe more than 'a little bit.' But you have lots more opening to do if you come back." They had a long hug before Rebecca pulled away. "Time to go."

As they were walking toward the door, Rebecca stopped suddenly, "Oh wait, I forgot one thing." She ran back into the living room and came back with the gold anklet. "May I?" asked Rebecca.

Cassidy nodded her assent as Rebecca bent down and brought the young woman's bare foot up to rest on her thigh. She wrapped the band above Cassidy's ankle, then lifted her foot up to give it a kiss. "OK, now the outfit is complete."

As she was crouched down, Rebecca noticed the damp spot again on Cassidy's blue bathing suit bottom. Rebecca thought, "This girl is a shaken Champagne bottle just waiting for somebody to pull the cork."

After Cassidy left, Rebecca flipped through her amended journal.

Journal Entry 01 amended

Dreamed last night that I was tied to a cross while several Natives whipped me. I was about to be ravaged by a gorgeous Pacific Islander with a massive dick when the dream ended. Woke up masturbating.

Journal Entry 02 amended

Fantasized about Rebecca last night naked in the pool, only this time she made love to me. Fell asleep masturbating.

Dreamed last night that I was tied to a cross and was about to have my nipples pierced by a "Tree Man." Woke up and played with myself.

Journal Entry 03 amended

Dreamed last night I was tied to a table naked, covered in only Poi and fruit, while barely clothed Natives were eating it off of me. My mouth was filled with a banana that Rebecca was eating, and a Native man shot his dick over my head like it was an arrow. Woke up and got myself off multiple times.

Yesterday afternoon while in the shower, I fantasized about Rebecca making me take my clothes off and ordering me to lick her boots. Masturbated with the shower head.

"Yep, definitely a shaken Champagne bottle," Rebecca said out loud.

Next: Cassidy tests herself to see if she would be able to go through with the training and internship before making her decision.