The Island

He awakened on a beach with the two girls. The first thing they think is that rescue could not be far behind. Of course there was no rescue....what kind of story would that be?
So....as the weeks, then months went by, thoughts of rescue drifted by and thoughts of living as normal as possible crept in. Normal being sex. He was a well muscled man, but the gods did not bless him with good looks. Quite ghastly as a matter of fact. So trying to get closer to one of the girls did not go very well. The girls depended on him for food and survival...nothing else. The girls now being brutal and insulting in being clear that he would never be in any of their shelters over night.
The isolation and his needs soon drove him mad. He spent quite a bit of his time "hunting" building a makeshift cell on the other side of the island.

Undercover of the night he kidnapped the shorter and presumably weakest girl and took her to his lair on the other side of the island. He locked her in the cell and kept her tied and gagged. He felt it too risky to not be in camp when her friend noticed her missing.
So the irony was deafening the next day when he consoled the girl still in camp and said he would search the island for the missing girl. Yes, he found her. Found her still bound and gagged and spent the majority of the day making up for lost time.

Needless to say, she wanted nothing to do with him and it became clear that it would be more convenient for him if they became room mates again. Not to mention the fact that if anyone ever did discover them on the island....it would probably be best if he be the only one found.

So upon his decision he bound and gagged the shocked girl. She had always suspected foul play, yet was horrified to find it true and not just a bad dream. Led through the jungle she was....a rope around her neck being assured she would be dragged if not cooperative.
The girls reunited in their new camp. The camp rules were now quite different.

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