Tomboy Island

In the blackness, he beheld himself once again.

There he was, a strong man, but was this all he could be?

No.

He was destined for more.

Albeit, changes had to be… slow, for now.

He remembered the way the slut had responded to his voice.

It could always be improved.

A touch of the body’s throat split it into two. They were physically identical, but one was him now and one was him in the morning. A journey of a thousand paces begins with a step.

As the row of bodies faded away, the shapes of two other bodies manifested before him. Tess and Charlotte, as they were called during the dull moments of civilized conduct, had accepted their position. His mark was upon them.

Yet, a single mark was nothing. A connection to a soul was not built in a day and the human soul was sturdy. Whatever he may want to do to them, they would never be his slaves in totality - and that was the joy of it all. Nothing as dull as a reward guaranteed. They would have to choose their submission every day and he would have to give them reasons to keep submitting, to laugh, to live, to love, to raise together.

One step at a time.

To manipulate them in the same detail was beyond him. All he could do was suggest to them a path and see if their instincts took to it. The man’s eyes wandered to Tess first.

What untapped potential did he see in her soul?

Such a virtuous soul, for all the faults that awake, mortal minds have, deserve holiness. Her instinct was pointed to the heavens and she mustered it with interest.

Then he turned to Charlotte. The tomboy with her tan lines smiled lewdly. Her instinct had been in control too much but, then again, that could be attractive put into the right paths.

The French tomboy has the making of a vixen. A playful soul is hers and playful she shall remain. For all their tomfoolery, a fox is loyal to their mate. So, the instinct is encouraged in its mischief - as long as they remember their place.

The work is done, the instincts pull back. 

The underlying mind settles within reality once more.

The dawn comes.

With the dawn comes a new chance at expanding life.