Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties

Chapter 12

Damien teaches lessons

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

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

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

“You bastard!!!”

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

“What a shame.”

Damien got to them, and lifted Claire up, away from Jada who was putting her arms up to block the slaps. Damien’s hands unconsciously grabbed Claire’s titties as she struggled to be let go. Fuck!

Damien couldn’t believe he could have a boner suddenly. How crazy could it be. But he was lucky that his pants was baggy. “Much for the group of ladies.”

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

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

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

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

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

He paused for a moment,

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

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

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

Claire stepped forward.

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

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

He scoffed,

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

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

course, he enjoyed it.

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

“A wolf!!!”

She dropped on her butts wailing like someone who just had her heart broken.

“What’s it, what’s it?”

“Jada are you alright?”

The other two girls ran to her but got scared too when they saw it.

“The whistle, the whistle…”

Lisa yelled at Ayisha. Ayisha was began to shiver at the yell! Lisa knocked her out of the way, running back into the safehouse to get search for the whistle.

“How could you do that you bitch! How could you push her away?!!”

Jada hurried after Lisa ready to fight. You couldn’t possibly imagine having a fight at the face of death. But these girls could bicker in hell! “I don’t have time for you. Where’s this whistle.”

Lisa was ready to turn everywhere upside down. Jada advanced to her and grabbed her by the waist. “I’m talking to you bitch!” The matter would had escalated if Ayisha hadn’t called.

“Girls… girls…”

“What!!!”

The both chorused and hurried to her. Ayisha pointed at the wolf and the both looked.

The wolf had been caught in a trap, whimpering. The three of them sighed deeply. But the peaceful moment didn’t last for long when Jada and Lisa’s eyes met.

“How could you even do that…”

They went for it again. It was over hours now and Damien was done cutting as many planks as possible. Though he couldn’t guarantee that they would be enough, but he was exhausted for that day. Plus he couldn’t help but take a pity on Claire who was breathing like someone with an asthma running marathon.

He admired the tenacity of Mira and recently realized that Tendzel wasn’t who he thought she was. She probably was poisoned by Claire. “Hey, girls. That’s all for the day. Pick the planks you can bear, let’s return home.”

“How about the rest?”

Darren teaches lessons..,

Mira called at him.

“Claire would carry them all.” Claire dropped the plank in her hand, she had enough bruises on her palm and arms. “Are you kidding me? How could you even say that after all I already did today? Never in my life have I ever gone through this kinda –”

“Shut up and follow me. I was joking.”

He scoffed and led the way, bearing four planks at a time, while the rest struggled with one each.

“That bastard.”

Claire cussed. Damien already made his lesson clear! He could had cut the trees nearby, but he wanted to teach some of the ladies some lesson..

Mission accomplished, he led them towards the safehouse. He would cut new woods for the real project around the safehouse. These planks would serve the purpose of a watchtower. Suddenly, they heard a quick and swift movement behind them. Well, it was safe for Claire to piss her pants.RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only