“It was so. You are far better than any of the girls I was given. Are you trained to...please a man?” he asks, reaching out to wipe the sweat from your breasts with the back of his hand. He briefly uses his knuckles to rub your nipples, but his appetite is not yet back and he quickly loses interest in the activity. After a while he stands up, “Come, I will take you to my island. We will need to swim, but I can carry you,” he reaches down to wrap both hands across your stomach and pulls you up, gripping you tightly in a hug from behind, the golden chain clinking softly as he does.