ADVENT STORIES FOR
DECEMBER 16

JIM/BLAIR

Title: Trip to Eden
Author: J. Love
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jim/Blair
Fandom: The Sentinel
Disclaimer: I am only borrowing Jim, Blair, Rafe and Simon from Petfly. The storyline is loosely based on the movie: Exit to Eden
Note: part of the Slash Advent Calendar Challenge situated at http://www.kardasi.com/Advent
Warnings: contains m/m, D/D and S/M
Thank you to the beta readers who helped me: Ami, Qwik, and Annette. All remaining erors are mine.
Feedback: jl_foxy@pris.bc.ca

TRIP TO EDEN

Cascade, Washington - Simon's Office
9:30 AM

A knock at the door caused Simon to look up.

"Come in, Jim," he called out.

Jim Ellison entered. "You wanted to see me, sir?"

"Yes. I have a new case I'd like you to take a look at."

"What is it?"

"It would be undercover, but..."

Jim looked questioningly at Simon. "But what?"

"Do you have any problems with homosexuality, Jim?"

"No."

"Any experience in Vice?"

"Uh, why Simon?"

"Perhaps you better read the file." Simon handed Jim the file he is holding.

Jim opened the file and started to read. It's an unusual case involving a resort island in the Pacific.

"Why do we have it, Simon?"

"The missing men have all come from Cascade."

"They're just missing?"

"So far."

"Then why isn't missing persons handling it? Why give it to Major Crimes?"

"Look at the names of the missing men."

Jim flipped the pages to the list of names: George Revlin, Jory Kinder, and Barry Sasfrid.

Jim whistled softly as he recognized a couple of the names as relations of the city's bigwigs.

"Why am I being picked, Simon?"

"Actually, you and Rafe are going undercover. Do you have a problem with doing this assignment? Tell me now if you do."

"No problems, Simon."

"Good. Study that file and meet the ones coordinating this case in the briefing room on fifth floor at five. You can go home until then. It'll will be a long night so try to catch a little sleep."

"Sure, Simon," Jim says as he flipped through the thin file. "There isn't much information here."

"I know. You will receive the rest of the information at the briefing."

"See you then, Simon." Jim rose and left Simon's office. He grabbed his jacket on the way out. Jim read the file as he rode down in the elevator. It only contained the bare minimum of facts that barely filled a page. The case involved a resort called Eden's Paradise but doesn't mention what services are offered there. Though from Simon's question, he guessed it involves gays. However, he would never have thought any of the names on the list were gay.

The bell dinged, announcing that the elevator had reached the garage level. Jim exited and walked to his truck. He tossed the file to the passenger seat and drove home.


#307 Prospect

Jim entered his loft on Prospect and sat down on the couch to finish reading the file. There was nothing to indicate why the men were missing or what they went to the island for. Jim had a bad feeling that too much was being held back. He only hoped that all the available information would be given at the briefing.

Jim decided to take Simon's advice to catch a little sleep, especially considering he didn't get much last night. His headaches were becoming worse as his senses gradually go out of his control. His hearing had been especially sensitive lately.
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The alarm awakened Jim at three p.m. Within an hour, he was on his way after a quick shower and lunch.


Cascade Police Station

Jim entered the station and ran into Rafe at the elevator. They rode up together.

"Hey Jim, what do you think they want us to do on this case?"

"I have no idea, Rafe. The file they gave was pretty sparse."

"Yeah, I know."

Jim looked at his fellow officer and saw a handsome young man with thick black hair. If his suspicions were correct and this involved a sex resort, Rafe should be a popular choice.

"Did Simon quiz you on homosexuality too?"

Jim nodded. "You get an impression that Eden's Paradise is some sort of sex club?"

"Yeah, I do."

The elevator stopped on the fifth floor.

"Well, I guess we're about to find out for sure." Rafe said.

"Yeah, I guess."


The two detectives entered the briefing room to find not only Simon but several other men and women.

"Have a seat, gentlemen." Simon said. "Since this case crossed state lines, the FBI have become involved. Agent Reeves will fill you in on the case."

"Thank you, Captain Banks. Thanks for agreeing to do this assignment. You are Jim Ellison," Jim nodded. "And Brian Rafe," Brian nodded. "Detectives, this assignment is strictly voluntary and you may refuse to go in. However if you do, do not discuss this assignment with anyone. Do you understand?"

Both men agreed verbally.

"Okay, I'll give you a brief overview and let you make the decision. Now these three men all went to Eden's Paradise for a two-week vacation and never returned. The disappearances happened over a six-month period. When inquiries were made by concerned family members, they were informed that the men had left at the end of the two weeks. None of the individuals were heard from again. Although all of these men are related to high powered individuals in the Cascade community, it wasn't until Barry Sasfrid disappeared that it was brought to the attention of the authorities. Mr. Sasfrid is the nephew of the Mayor. He recently moved here from San Francisco four months ago."

"Why isn't it treated as a missing person case?" Jim asked.

"Because Sasfrid went to Eden's Paradise with a friend, Michael Evers. On the day they were scheduled to leave, Evers took the first flight out. Evers waited on the main land for Sasfrid to join him. Sasfrid was to be on the next flight. He never arrived. When Evers was able to reach the island, he was informed that Sasfrid had boarded a flight out."

"Does the resort check out?" Rafe asked.

"Eden's Paradise appears to be a legitimate business. While the services given are unusual, it is legal. Consent forms detailing exactly what is agreed upon are signed by each guest. There is security available to supervise and to insure that the guest's wishes are met, but not exceeded. To all extents, it is a very clean operation."

"Will we be going in as security?" Jim asked.

"No, Eden's Paradise will not allow any police interference with their staff. They have provided up to date security checks on all their staff. All of them have passed our scrutiny."

"If not as security, then what is the cover?" Rafe asked.

"Eden's Paradise has no reservations about law enforcement officers participating as guests. Professions are not discussed on the island. The only condition is that any one arriving will be treated as any other guest and will follow guest rules."

Another agent stepped forward to take the floor. "I'm Agent Cox. Agent Reeves is my partner. As you have probably guessed from the file given and by Captain Banks' questions, Eden's Paradise caters to sex. All forms of sex including both straight and gay are practiced there. As is in ALL types of sex games. The most predominant is master/slave games. There are two types of guests attending Eden's Paradise: masters or mistresses and slaves. The only two available reservations we will able to obtain are as slaves."

"It is now up to you gentlemen to decide if you wish to proceed. You may discuss this with Captain Banks." Agent Reeves said. "We will meet back here in a half hour to hear your decisions."

Simon led Rafe and Jim up to his office. The floors were quiet with only a skeleton staff manning them.

As soon as the door to Simon's office closed, Simon went to his coffee machine and poured each of them a cup.

"Slaves," muttered Jim.

"Yeah," Rafe agreed as he accepted a cup of coffee. "Sex slaves at that."

"Did you know, Simon?" asked Jim.

"Yes, but all I could say was that it involved homosexuality. What are you guys going to do?"

"I'm not sure," Jim said shaking his head.

"What about you, Rafe?"

"I'm not sure either. Sexual slavery is very old fashioned."

"Apparently not that old." Jim grinned.

Rafe glared at Jim for a moment before laughing. "Perhaps not, but can you imagine yourself taking orders to perform sexual acts?"

"Been there," Jim said easily.

"What?" both Simon and Rafe exclaimed.

"Well, I did work in vice," Jim said in his defence.

"Did you have actual sex while on cases?" Simon asked.

"Well....not exactly," Jim answered, not really wanting to go into what he did do while in vice.

Simon shook his head and glanced at the clock. They only had fifteen minutes left.

"Okay, seriously here, are you two going to be able to do this assignment?"

Both men nodded.

"I'm not saying I will be completely comfortable at all times, sir. However, I would really like to see one of those consent forms," Rafe stated.

"Yeah, that would be nice," Jim agreed. "Simon, why were we asked to do this?"

Simon cleared his throat before speaking. "Agent Reeves and Agent Cox went over all the personnel files and you two made the short list."

"Why?"

"You would have to ask the agents."

Jim sighed and rubbed his temple.

"Another headache, Jim?" Simon asked, concerned.

"Yeah."

"Do you need any painkillers?"

"No, they don't help much."

"Will you be able to do this?"

"Sure, Simon."

Simon looked at his two detectives before continuing. It's almost time to return to the briefing room. "Okay, you have both been cleared for vacation time to cover the time spent at Eden's Paradise."

"Awful sure of yourself, Simon," Jim said with Rafe nodding in agreement.

"I know my men. I put the paperwork in as soon as you accepted the files. Shall we rejoin the briefing, gentlemen."

Jim and Rafe sat their coffee cups down and preceded Simon back to the briefing.


Agent Reeves looked up as the three men reentered the room. "Have you decided, gentlemen?"

"Yes, I'll do it," Jim replied.

"Me as well," Rafe added.

"Very good." Agent Cox handed each detective a thick file. "These files contain all the information on the missing men. Each one was gay, although they were in the closet. If you will turn to their pictures, you will see the resemblances between them. All are dark haired and around six feet. The length of hair varies as does eye color. However, all eye colors range from light blue to bright green. All of the men are well toned and in excellent physical condition."

Agent Reeves took over. "We were able to assemble this file working backwards from missing person's reports after Barry Sasfrid vanished. All were known to be taking a vacation to Eden's Paradise right before disappearing. The management at Eden's Paradise says they all boarded flights leaving the island at the end of their two week vacation. It was from the this moment that all signs of them vanished."

"When was your last physical and HIV test?" Agent Cox asked.

"Three months ago," Jim replied.

"How about you, Detective Rafe?"

"Two months ago."

"Were either of you involved in sexual relations or been in danger of contracting any diseases since your last tests?"

Jim shook his head.

"Detective Rafe?"

"I broke up with my girlfriend last month. We were sexually active."

Agent Cox made notations on his pad. "You will both have to be retested. It is required by Eden's management."

"Detectives," Agent Reeves interrupted after hanging up the phone. "Michael Evers has arrived back in Cascade. He will be able to explain some things about Eden's Paradise. However since we do not wish to connect him to this investigation, we will meet him at the Cascade Hilton. He is waiting in a suite there. Shall we go, gentlemen."

The two agents led the three men out.


Cascade Hilton. Suite 1024.

"Gentlemen, this is Michael Evers," Agent Reeves introduced.

"Michael, these are Simon Banks, Jim Ellison, and Brian Rafe."

Michael nodded at the introduction. "Call me Michael. What do you prefer to be called?"

"Simon."

"Jim."

"Rafe."

Michael smiled at the last reply. "I hope you realize, Rafe, that on the island you will be called Brian or whatever pet name your master would pick."

"How did you know I was going to the island?" Rafe asked.

"Well, it is fairly obvious. I was told that two would be going undercover. While Simon is very handsome, he doesn't really fit the profile. So of course, that leaves you and Jim."

Jim chuckled. "Do you mind if I ask what you do for a living?"

"Not at all. I'm a civilian criminal profiler working with the San Francisco Police department."

"Did you work up the profile for this case?" Simon asked.

"Yes, together with Agent Mulder."

Jim was taken aback. "Agent Mulder?"

"Yes, do you know him?"

"I've met him once. I thought he was in charge of the X-Files now."

Agent Reeves interrupted with, "Yes he is, but he was given a loaner to this case while his partner is at Quantico."

"Will he be arriving too?"

"No. He's working on his own case right now. Michael did the primary profile. Agent Mulder only confirmed that we might be on the right track."

Jim breathed a little easier. It would have been hard to explain some of the things he could do.

"Though he would have fit the profile himself," Agent Cox contributed. "That is partially why we aren't using him officially on this case. If you aren't able to help find the missing men, he'll be called on to help."

"As a profiler or an undercover agent?" Jim asked.

Agent Cox only smiled.

Michael laughed. "Forget it, Jim. When Cox smiles like that, you can't get a straight answer. Mulder was asked to double check my profile work because of my closeness to this case. Now, I know Cox has given you some idea of what would fit the victim's profile. We are assuming that they were kidnapped."

Both Jim and Rafe nodded their heads.

"Okay, well as for who the master was in each case, we are not sure who or what he looks like. I only met briefly with Barry once after we were assigned masters. The only description he gave was that his master was a hot little number. I only caught a brief glimpse of them together. It was at the distance, so my description is not much better. All I could tell you is that he was around 5' 7'' and had long dark colored hair. The hair was some shade of brown. I was summoned by my master before getting a better look."

Agent Reeves interjected. "I was told that all the masters attending during the two weeks that Sasfrid did will be there during your two weeks. Don't count on help from the management or staff in this matter."

Michael grinned wryly. "That's for sure. The staff on duty is there basically to police the grounds and to make sure that no game is carried too far."

Rafe spoke up. "Agent Reeves mentioned consent forms, do you have a copy of one?"

"No we don't. The Eden's management will not release a copy. I'll explain about what I remember about it shortly."

Agent Cox asked if anyone wanted something to eat or drink before they continued any further. Orders were placed with room service. Talk was casual while waiting for the meals to arrive and during the meal.


The room service trolley was placed in the hallway and everyone settled into a chair with a coffee.

Michael began his briefing.

"Barry and I met in college. We were both active in the gay community in San Francisco. He was in the closet while I was openly gay. After school was finished, I adopted his approach of don't ask, don't tell. San Francisco is more tolerant to gays than some other cities but there are still problems to be faced in the work place. We had planned the trip to Eden's Paradise before he moved back to Cascade."

"Did you meet back in San Francisco before continuing to Eden's?" asked Rafe.

"No, actually I drove to Cascade and we flew out from here. All of the missing men flew out from Cascade. The travel agent who handles the reservations for Eden's Paradise on the west coast is based in Cascade. When Barry moved here, he had changed our travel plans."

"What are the procedures for a guest arriving at Eden's Paradise?" Rafe asked.

Michael smiled. "A master guest or a slave guest?"

Rafe blushed slightly. "I guess a slave guest."

"Just teasing, Rafe. I'm not sure how the masters and mistresses arrive at the island. They were already there when we arrived. We flew to the nearest coastal town and boarded a ship. You have to provide a recent clean bill of health before you are allowed to board. Once the ship had pulled out of the harbor, we met in the main salon. We are each given a consent form which basically states that we were of legal age and are entering a master/slave contract for a two-week period voluntarily conditional upon the personal preference form attached. There are lawyers aboard who go around and notarize the consent forms. Once your consent form is notarized, you are led to a stateroom and given a personal preference form to fill out. You are locked in until it is time to leave. It would be useless to carry a lot of clothes with you. Slave garments are provided."

"What is included on the personal preference forms?" Simon asked.

"Well, this is from memory and I didn't think I would have to remember it at the time."

Simon, Jim and Rafe nodded.

"You are asked whether you prefer a master or a mistress. There is also questions about what type of sex games you are interested in and would be willing to participate in. If you mark it down as something you are willing to try, you will most likely to be required to do it at least once during the two weeks."

"What types of activities are mentioned on the form?" Jim asked.

Michael looked down at the floor for a moment before replying. "It is a wide variety and I can't remember them all. Some examples are D/s, erotic whipping, spanking, fisting, anal sex, blowjobs, bondage, multiple partners, exhibitionism, etc.

"Wouldn't some of those be foregone conclusions?" Rafe asked.

"Like what?"

"Well anal sex and blowjobs."

"No, they wouldn't. You have to be aware that both men and women attend as slaves. Also even if you chose a master, blowjobs are optional." Michael laughed softly before continuing. "Of course, with a man choosing a master, anal sex is almost a given."

Jim and Rafe looked at each other before flushing slightly.

"I don't suppose Sasfrid would have been conservative in his choices?" Jim asked.

"No, I don't think so. He was eager to try new things. Although I do know that he was going to avoid fisting and any baby games. Rest assured gentlemen, that any whipping is only for erotic purposes. There is no heavy whippings allowed at Eden's Paradise. According to the travel agent, the resort is for the exploration of your erotic selves."

"Do you know what he chose?"

"No, I don't. There is no talking after you are released from the staterooms. You hand over the completed form and it is attached to the consent form as soon as they unlock the door. Everyone meets in the main salon and are given slave garments to wear."

"Are you allowed to change privately?" Rafe asked.

"No, I'm afraid not. You strip right there and change. Your regular clothes are taken and put into your luggage. You get your luggage back on the last day just before you leave to board the plane. So taking any devices of any kind is out of the question."

"What about your personal grooming supplies?" asked Jim.

"They are provided. On the preferences form, there is a section that deals with that. They have a wide variety of selections to choose from. They will range from the all-natural products to the expensive top of the line grooming aids."

"What do you think Barry would have picked from the grooming list?"

"Same as me, I suspect. We both use all-natural products."

Jim smiled at this.

Michael seeing the smile, asked why.

"Because I use all-natural products, too."

"What about you, Rafe?"

"I'm easy about it, I don't really have a preference. I'll pick the all-natural line as well."

"How do you get from the ship to the island or does it dock?" asked Jim.

"The ship doesn't dock. You have to swim. Once on shore, you are blindfolded and led to the auction block. You are kept in a soundproof room until your turn. After you are auctioned off, you are claimed by your master and led away. So I wasn't able to hear what Barry's preferences were while he was being auctioned off."

"Do they remove the blindfold?" Rafe asked.

"No. The auctioneer tells the bidders what color your eyes are. He will also list off the items you agreed to on the preferences form. I actually found the blindfold a bit of a comfort since you are stripped naked on the auction block."

"Naked?" Rafe exclaimed.

Jim looked none too comfortable about that comment either.

"You two aren't self-conscious are you?"

Jim and Rafe blushed, but reluctantly shook their heads.

"Well, that's as much as I can tell you. The rest will depend on what you mark down on your preference forms and who your master is. The only thing left is a physical and HIV test. You will be flying out in ten days."

A knock sounded at the door.

"Well, that will be Agent Donnelly and the doctor," Agent Reeves said. "Agent Donnelly is also a licensed doctor."

Agent Cox got up and let in the new arrivals. Each was carrying a medical bag.

"Who gets the exams?" one of the men asked.

"Have a cup of coffee first, Agent Donnelly," chided Agent Cox. "We still have a couple questions for Jim and Rafe first."

"I thought the questions were over?" Rafe asked.

"They almost are," Agent Reeves replied. "Michael, was one of the questions on the preference forms regarding virgins?"

"Yes, now that you mention it, there was. It was one of the first questions."

"Sorry gentleman, but we'll have to be blunt. Jim, have you ever had anal sex?"

"Yes."

"Was it recently?"

"No, it was several years ago."

"Rafe, how about you?"

"No, I haven't."

"Would you be willing to?"

"Yes, I suppose so. I considered that when I accepted the assignment."

"Michael, what do you suggest they put down on their forms for that question?"

"I think they should be honest about it. It will affect how they treated by their master. I believe there was a spot that asked how recently anal sex was engaged in and whether you were a top or a bottom." Michael grinned devilishly. "Although it doesn't really matter whether you were a top, you will automatically be the bottom."

"Thank you, Michael. I'll let you take over directions for Jim and Rafe for the next ten days. Will there be any chance for them to reach us once on the island?"

"Slim to none, I'm afraid. There are phones in the main office but access to them is not easy. Also, I don't know how much contact they will be able to maintain with each other at Eden's Paradise. I was only able to talk to Barry twice once we were there."

Agent Reeves turned to the new faces. "Agent Donnelly and Doctor Harris, these are Simon Banks, Jim Ellison, Brian Rafe, Michael Evers, and of course you know my partner, Agent Cox."

Greetings are exchanged.

"Jim and Rafe are the two going undercover. They will need physicals and HIV tests done."

Once Agent Reeves finished speaking, he gestured to Simon and Agent Cox. The three men went to the other side of the room to try to plan how to maintain contact with Jim and Rafe.

Michael cleared his throat before speaking. "Well, I guess we should get the next stage over with. The physicals are next. Agent Donnelly and Doctor Harris will each take one of you to examine."

Rafe looked around. "Where?"

"Right here. If you have a hard time now, it will be only harder on the ship. Also, I would strongly advise against checking exhibitionism if being naked around more than one bothers you."

Jim and Rafe looked at each other and Jim shrugged. He pulled off his sweater. Being in the army apparently had some advantages. Communal showers had made him unself-conscious, though it doesn't mean he had to like it.

Agent Donnelly took Jim's sweater and laid it across the back of a chair he had brought over from the table. Harris also brought over a chair and took Rafe's items of clothing as he removed them.

Soon both Jim and Rafe are down to their skivvies. They are told to have a seat while the doctors began their examinations.

Michael got up to prowl around the room. He slowly walked around each seated man. "I suppose I should mention you will have to learn how to give yourselves enemas. You are expected to be clean inside and outside."

All too soon for Jim and Rafe, it was time to remove their last barrier.

The final parts of the examination were completed including a prostate exam and bloodwork.

Michael admired each man as he stood at attention for inspection, for nude. "You both are good- looking. One of you is sure to catch the attention of the man who was Barry's master. Don't you agree, Agents Reeves and Cox?" Michael added, calling the attention of the other three men over.

Reeves and Cox came over to look at Jim and Rafe.

"Yes, I would have to agree," Agent Cox said.

"As do I," agreed Agent Reeves.

Simon averted his eyes quickly and only looked Jim and Rafe in the face. After all, despite their attractiveness, he still was their superior.

Michael took pity on the two. "You guys can get dressed now."

Jim and Rafe quickly grabbed their underwear and pulled them on. The rest of their clothes quickly followed.

Agent Reeves spoke up. "It would be better if you two could stay in the same place until it is time to go. If you'll give your sizes to Agent Cox, he'll see you both have appropriate clothing for this assignment. You can take your own shaving kits though."

"Yes, staying together would be best. Although we don't expect any danger to you at this time, we would prefer keeping an eye on you two. We haven't established yet if the victims were picked out because of who they were or some other reason." Agent Cox added.

"But wouldn't it be easy enough for someone to find out about Jim and Rafe," Simon asked.

"For their families histories and profession, yes it is possible. What we wish to stop is any personal information gathering. Once their names are given to the travel agent, we will restrict those they might come in contact with. We intend to continue to do so until the time they leave." Agent Reeves stated.

"I see," Simon said. "So I assume you will also be placing a guard on them as well."

"Yes, the same as there is a guard stationed here with Michael," Agent Cox said.

Jim spoke up. "Rafe can stay at my loft. I have a spare bedroom he can use."

"That's good. Report back here at one p.m. for further lessons."

Michael interrupted. "Yeah, the joys of giving yourself enemas and all the different kinks there are out there."

Jim and Rafe wrote down their sizes for Agent Cox.

"I'll give you guys a ride home," Simon said.

"Rafe?" Michael called out, stopping them before they opened the door.

"Yeah."

"While you look real nice in a suit, do you have any casual clothes?"

"Yeah, at home."

"Why don't you give Agent Cox your house keys and he'll pick up some clothes for you. The less running around done is better."

"Okay." Rafe reached into his pocket and tossed his keys to Agent Cox.

"Oh, Jim and Rafe," Michael said.

"Yes," Jim answered.

"Thanks for putting your asses on the line for this case."

"Yeah, literally" muttered Rafe.

Jim and Rafe nodded their acknowledgement.

Agent Cox smiled and followed the three men out of the room. "I'll be over shortly, gentlemen."

Simon nodded along with Jim and Rafe.
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The three men rode along in silence. Each lost in his own thoughts.

After they entered the loft and Jim silently handed each of them a beer, Rafe exlaimed, "Damn, what have we got ourselves into here?"

"A roller coaster of a ride," replied Jim.

Simon decided to sit back quietly and let the two men talk it out.

"Yeah, it's just beginning to hit me. It didn't sound so bad at first, but now...."

"A little overwhelming, isn't it?"

"Yeah."

"Are you going to be able to handle it, Rafe?"

"Yeah, just hope there isn't too much public nudity involved. You would think that Michael was a mind reader when he realized we didn't really want to strip in the open."

"No, just a good reader of body language. So I guess you won't be checking the exhibitionism choice."

"Hell, no."

"I don't think I will either."

A knock sounded at the door. It was Agent Cox.

"Here's some clothes for you, Rafe. Would you guys feel more comfortable with your own clothes on the trip?"

"Yeah," Jim said.

"Me, too," Rafe agreed.

"Okay. Well, some of the clothes I got for you from your place will work, Rafe. I'll just put them aside for now. Can I poke through your closet, Jim?"

"Sure, go ahead. It's just upstairs."

Agent Cox disappeared upstairs and returned about twenty minutes later with an armful of clothing. "I'll put these next to the ones suitable for Rafe. We'll get you guys some dufflebags to use. Simon, would you mind watching over these two tonight?"

"No, I can do that."

"Jim and Rafe, you will not go out unless escorted by either Agent Reeves or myself. In case someone is sizing up who is the next victim, we don't want to provide too much information. So you will especially stay away from the precinct. Your names will be given to the booking agent tomorrow. Get some rest because Michael has a full week planned for you two. Thanks again for agreeing to this." Agent Reeves slipped out the door.

Jim got some bedding from the closet and set it down on the couch. "Here you go, Simon. The bed should be made up in the spare bedroom, Rafe. It's late so I'm going to turn in."

"Yeah, sounds like a plan." Rafe agreed as he stretched. He stopped quickly in the bathroom before heading to bed.

Jim made his own pit-stop before heading upstairs.

Simon made up a bed on the couch. The couch was wide and comfortable. He made his trip to the bathroom before crawling into his bed. He can't help but to think back to the hotel room when he saw Jim and Rafe nude. Damn, but they are both good-looking men.
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Agent Reeves came the next morning to collect the three men. They returned to the hotel room where Michael awaited them. Their lessons began in earnest. The next nine days sped by as they learned all the different kinds of kinks and how to give themselves enemas. In between lessons, they learned as much as possible about Eden's Paradise.


On the last day, just before they are to leave for the airport, Agent Donnelly and Doctor Harris arrived. They handed over the reports on the HIV tests and the physicals. All was set. Agent Cox drove Rafe to the airport while Agent Reeves drove Jim. It was decided that if they appeared to not know each other, they might be able to maintain some contact with each other. Their seats on the plane are across the aisle from each other.

"Well, here's hoping that they can find the missing men." Agent Reeves told Agent Cox.

"They were given all the information we could find to help them. They should have a fairly good chance."

"Do we head to the coast?"

"In a few days. Let's go back and let Simon and Michael know they got off alright."
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Jim and Rafe disembarked to find discrete white placards with their names written on them. As they approached the man holding them, he nodded to them. "Jim Ellison and Brian Rafe?"

Jim and Rafe nodded.

"Follow me and maintain your silence." He led them outside to a black sedan. He opened the back door and gestured them inside. The driver delivered them to the docks where a large yacht awaited.

"Jim and Brian, you will board and a crewman will lead you to the main salon. You will sit there in silence until you are spoken to."

Jim and Rafe nodded. They grabbed their duffles and walked on board the boat.
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The salon slowly filled as new arrivals were escorted in. After about twenty men and women were seated, the sounds of moorings being cast off can be heard. The engines started up and the yacht left the harbor.

Twenty minutes later, the Captain came in.

"Welcome boys and girls, you have all signed on as slaves at the Eden's Paradise. Our staff will be passing out consensual contracts. Read them carefully and sign them. If you have changed your mind about being a slave, don't sign. You will be returned to the harbor."

Everyone read over the contract slowly. Only three had a change of heart. They were led away.

"Those of you remaining will be led to a stateroom. Inside, you will find a form for you to fill out. Once it is completed, ring the bell beside the form. One of the staff will escort you back here. Please maintain your silence."

A staff member escorted each of the seventeen slaves to a stateroom.

Jim found the form very similar to what Michael had described. He quickly filled it out and rung the bell. As he was escorted back into the salon, he saw that Rafe was already there.

As soon as the last slave was led back in, the Captain resumed his speech. "Now, while your contracts are being notarized, you will all strip. Place your clothing in your duffles."

Rafe and Jim aren't the only ones to flush slightly as they obeyed the command.

The staff returned holding harnesses and loincloths. Each harness held a sealed, waterproof packet. The same staff member who escorted each slave from the staterooms attended that slave. The harnesses were adjusted onto each slave's chest so it fitted snugly, then loincloths were snapped into place. They rested low on the hips, barely covering genitals.

"Eden's Paradise is a quarter mile to the west of us. You will swim that distance and wait on the shore. Silence will be maintained until you are given over to your master or mistress. Raise your hand if you are unable to swim."

No one raised their hand.

The slaves were led to the rear of the yacht where a platform rested just above the water. Each slave dove shallowly and swam. As they arrived on the beach, they were blindfolded and led away.

As each slave was auctioned off, their loincloth was removed prior to the bidding. The only voice heard was the auctioneer. The harness was removed by the auctioneer and he opened the packet and read off what the slave was willing to do. At the end of the bidding, a collar and lead were placed on the slave's neck and he or she was led away by their new master or mistress.

When it was Jim's turn, he stood at parade rest with his hands by his sides. The auctioneer turned him around to display his backside. After the bidding ended, a slim collar was placed on his neck. A slight tug on the leash led him off the auction block.

Jim was led along pathways until they reached his master's room. As the door closed behind him, Jim heard a soft command.

"Kneel, Jim."

Jim knelt and rested his ass on his heels. He felt the leash fall down his chest. His master walked around him.

"Very nice, Jim. You may remove the blindfold."

Jim reached up his right hand and pulled off the blindfold. He blinked to clear his vision and looked up at his master. The man was around 5'8" and sturdily built. He wore glasses and had wavy, shoulder length hair brown hair. Could this be the one they were looking for?

"I am Master Blair. You are my slave the next two weeks. I expect my commands to be obeyed promptly."

Jim relaxed as the honey-sweet tones of his master's voice flowed over him. His persistent headache was gone for the first time in months.

"Do you understand, Jim?"

"Yes, Master."

"Very good. This is a self-contained unit. There's no need to leave unless I wish it. You won't need clothes in here. Stand."

Jim rose quickly to his feet.

"Come here." Blair sat on the end of the bed.

Jim crossed the room quickly and stood before Blair.

Blair reached down and pulled a padded cuff attached to a chain out from the bottom of the bed. He attached it to Jim's right ankle.

"This chain will reach all places within these rooms. You will sleep on the pallet beside the bed unless I order differently. You will go into the bathroom now and clean yourself up."

Jim quickly went to the bathroom and found a Fleet enema kit on the back of the toilet. On the counter and in the open shelves beside the mirror, Jim saw all the toiletries he had requested. He was glad to be rid of the uncomfortable feeling the salt water had left on his skin. Jim cleaned himself inside and out before returning to Master Blair.

"Lay down on the bed on your back."

Jim positioned himself as commanded. Blair mapped his body with his hands. They were slightly rough with calluses. He paid special attention to Jim's cock until it was hard and leaking.

"Turn over and spread your legs."

Jim rolled over and Blair slid his hands over his back and legs. Blair ran his hands up the inside of Jim's legs until he reached the buttocks. He massaged them lightly, before inserting one finger into Jim. Jim hissed as the finger entered him dry.

"Jim, you're responsible for making sure you're lubed and stretched." Blair chastised.

"Yes, Master."

Blair removed his finger and fetched a tube of lubricant. He slowly reinserted a slick finger.

"You are tight. Luckily, I like that. It would have been a toss up between you and the dark haired virgin. However, something about you drew me."

Blair continued to stretch Jim as he talks. Finally he spread lube thickly on his cock and entered Jim. Jim arched his back as the unexpected intrusion stretched him further. His master was very large. Blair sank completely into Jim. Once inside he paused and let Jim adjust to him. Jim panted harshly as he struggled to relax.

"Easy, Jim. Relax and accept me." Blair whispered as he stroked Jim's sides.

Jim was surprised how easy it was to accept this man. Trusting him seemed to be the most natural thing to do. He relaxed and Blair pulled him back onto his hands and knees. Jim gasped as he felt Blair shift within him. Blair began to slowly thrust in and out. Jim moaned when he felt a slick hand begin to stroke his erection. Blair sped up his movements until Jim cried out as he came. Blair grasped Jim's hips and thrust several times in the spasming channel before coming himself. Blair collapsed onto Jim's back before catching his breath. He slowly withdrew from Jim. Jim moaned softly at the loss of contact.

The two men collapsed to the bed. Jim laid within Blair's arms. Even though Blair taking him so soon was unexpected, Jim can't help but like the young man as a lover. In a way, Jim hoped Blair was not the one they were looking for despite everything so far pointing out that he was.

Blair petted Jim's side and chest. "Go to sleep, Jim. Don't think about it, just accept it."

Jim sighed. "Yes, Master." He closed his eyes and relaxed into sleep.

Blair continued to pet Jim for awhile before slowly getting out of bed. He was careful not to disturb him. Blair slipped on his silk robe. He stepped back to admire his new slave. Jim was long limbed with a smooth muscular back and ass. Blair had no doubt that if Jim wished, he would be capable of displaying great strength. His hair was cut short in an almost military style. The other men Blair had picked usually had a little longer hair, but he decided he liked Jim's hair as was. Blair carefully pulled Jim's cheeks apart to check his hole. It's a little reddened but the semen seeping out was not tinged with blood. Blair smiled with satisfaction before going over to sit down at the desk.

He pulled Jim's contract out of the desk drawer where he had placed it earlier. He flipped to the page where Jim checked off things he would be willing to do. It's an interesting collection. One that Blair will try to complete before the two weeks are up. He turned over the page and saws that for toiletries that Jim preferred the same all-natural products he does. Perhaps he's the one Blair had been waiting for. Blair glanced at the clock. It was almost time for supper. Although he had a fully stocked kitchen, he didn't feel like preparing a meal tonight. Blair picked up the in-house phone and dialed room service. He quickly placed an order for a bland meal of baked chicken breast, mashed potatoes and mixed steamed vegetables.

Jim shifted on the bed and frowned slightly, but didn't wake up.
~~~~~~~

An hour later, the meal arrived. A knock sounded discretely at the door. Jim woke up startled. As he sat up quickly, he hissed as his hindquarters came into contact with the bed.

Blair chuckled softly as he opened the door and pulled in the room service trolley. "How long has it been?"

"How long for what, Master?"

"Since you been with a man. You didn't mark it down on your questionnaire."

"About five years, Master."

Blair pursed his lips and nodded. "Well, come and have a seat at the table." Blair unloaded the trolley onto the table. He went to the kitchen and fetched the carafe of hot tea he had made.

Jim gingerly moved over to the table and sat partially on one hip.

Blair smiled. "Don't worry, it'll become easier."

Jim blushed.

"Eat up, Jim. They serve fairly good meals here."

They both ate the meal in silence.

After they had finished, Blair placed the dirty dishes back on the trolley and set it just outside the door. Jim rinsed out the empty carafe and the tea cups.

Blair sat down in a comfortable chair. "Come here, Jim." Blair watched his approach. The easy stride was coming back to Jim.

"Kneel."

Jim knelt with his legs slightly apart and sat back.

"Jim, I am going to give you a pet name. You have a definite feline grace to you, and your hair," Blair reached out to run his fingers through it. "While short, is like a black pelt. I think Panther would be a good name for you."

"Yes, Master."

"Panther, lay across my lap. I wish to examine you."

Jim rose to his knees and awkwardly arranged himself over the lap of the smaller man.

Blair stroked the smooth back and buttocks. From the small table beside the chair, he grabbed a small tube of lube. He coated one finger and gently rubbed his Panther's entrance. Jim sighed and settled more deeply into Blair's lap. Blair continued the soothing massage for about five minutes before slowly inserting his finger. Jim's head reared back and he struggled to move away from the discomfort.

"Easy, my Panther." Blair rubbed the small of Jim's back. "Are you feeling a little tender here?"

"Yes, Master."

"Well, there is a slight swelling around your entrance. You'll be fine by morning." Blair withdrew his finger and patted Jim's ass. "There are other things we can do."

"Yes, Master." Jim replied a little hesitantly. For an assignment he thought he could handle, this one was getting out of his control. Blair won't allow him to distance himself. He had no choice but to immerse himself completely in each new sensation.

"I've read over your list. Are you sure you are willing to try all that you have marked?"

Jim mentally went over the list he so carelessly checked off earlier today. "Y-yes, Master."

"We'll leave off some of it until tomorrow. Certain things will turn me on too much and I wouldn't be able to resist taking you again. Kneel before me again."

Jim returned to his previous position.

Blair nudged the chain attached to Jim's ankle. "This, my Panther, is only light bondage. All of my slaves here wear this. There are no exceptions to this rule." Blair rose and went to the bed. He tossed a sheet over the bedspread. "Come here, my Panther."

Jim rose smoothly to his feet and walked to the bed. The chain on his ankle provided a barely noticeable drag.

"Lay face down."

Jim crawled on the bed and laid down in the center.

"Stretch your arms and legs to the corners." As Jim obeyed, Blair tied them using silk scarves to each of the four corner posts. Blair then took one more scarf and blindfolded Jim. "Are you comfortable?"

Jim tried out his silken bonds. "Yes, Master." He heard Blair opening a cabinet and then returning to the bed.

Blair rubbed Jim's back with long strokes that started at the shoulders and ended at the buttocks. With each pass, Jim's skin heated up more until he couldn't help but to moan. Blair chuckled.

"I see you are ready for the next stage."

Jim felt several strands of icy coolness run over his back. He tried to pull away but had nowhere to go. The mysterious strands disappeared for a moment before returning to dance over his back. Blair let the soft leather tap a light crescendo all over Jim's back. As the leather heated, he switched it for another cold one from the cooler beside the bed. Each strike of the cold whip contrasted sharply with the heat liniment rubbed into Jim's back. Jim moaned almost constantly as he humped against the bed. He needed something more to go over.

Blair checked to make sure that Jim's back was an even rosy hue before continuing. He was well aware that it was enough to stimulate and would eventually send Jim over the edge. However, it would be a very slow buildup. As his second whip heated up, he decided to end the slow torture. He increased the strength on the whip's blows as he made the final pass over Jim's back.

Jim writhed as the heat increased, grinding his cock into the bed. He panted as he reached for his climax. Then suddenly, the soft strands laid a fiery trail over his buttocks. "MASTER!" he shouted he came, hard.

Blair dropped the whip and petted Jim's sweat soaked hair. "I've got you, my Panther. Ride the waves and come to rest in my arms." Blair removed the blindfold and untied the other scarves. Blair turned Jim so that he was facing him. He gently kissed Jim until he was aware of his surroundings.

"W-w-what happened?"

"You rode the ocean of sensations, my Panther. Rest for a moment while I clean you up." Blair went to get a small basin of warm water and a soft cloth. He slowly wiped the remaining liniment from Jim's back.

Jim sighed as the heat dissipated, finally letting him to ease the control on his senses.

Blair returned to the washroom to fetch a clean washcloth. He cleaned up Jim's ejaculate. Blair pulled the sheet and bedspread from underneath Jim. Finally, he tossed a light blanket over Jim. Blair turned off the lights and stripped off the robe before crawling underneath the blanket and taking Jim in his arms again.

Jim cuddled against Blair and felt that Blair was still hard. "What about you, Master?"

"I'm fine, Panther. Go to sleep now. We will have a busy couple of weeks ahead of us."
~~~~~~~

The first week passed with a dazzling series of activities. All of which forced Jim to stretch out his senses to the limit. With each passing day, they seemed to become more acute. He briefly thought of Rafe but his thoughts were full of Blair. Blair had become part of his being. Jim was dreading the end of the two weeks when he will have to leave Blair. Jim could easily take Blair now. In fact, he relished the feeling of Blair stretching him internally.

"Panther," Blair called out as he entered their rooms.

"Yes, Master." Jim exited the bathroom where he had just finished preparing himself for Blair.

Blair walked to Jim and bent down to remove the chain from Jim's ankle. He attached the leash to Jim's collar once again.

Jim now knew that the collar placed upon him at the auction is a slim gold collar which rested easily on his collar bone. He had become proud of it because it was a visible proof that Blair owned his soul.

Blair handed Jim a loincloth to cover himself. "You are mine, only I can look at you." Blair growled as he petted Jim's chest.

Jim smiled down at Blair. "Yes, Master."

"We are going to spend some time at the pool, Panther. I want you to be on your best behavior."

"Yes, Master. Is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Only this." Blair reached up and drew Jim's head down for a deep kiss.

Blair led Jim to the pool with Jim following a half a step behind. At the pool, Blair claimed a deck chair while Jim settled to a soft pad beside the chair.

"Hey, Blair. You got quite a prize there."

Blair looked up. "Hi, Charlie. Yes, he is. You didn't fair too badly. I heard you got the dark-haired virgin."

"Yeah, I did. Raven, come here."

Rafe walked slowly to Charlie's side. He was not wearing a loincloth. The finger shaped bruises on his hips were plain to see. They weren't the only bruising. There were hickeys on both sides of his throat as well as on his back and chest. The other noticeable thing was the lack of hair on his body. The only hair he retained was the thick hair on his head.

Blair shook his head. "You should take better care of your slave, Charlie. Raven looks decidedly worse for the wear."

"And yours has had a cushie time, eh?"

"Not in the least, Panther is a very good slave. I have received a lot of pleasure from him." Blair fondled Jim's hair. "If you treat them fairly, then it is more enjoyable for both of you."

"Why don't we send them for a swim and you can explain what I'm doing wrong."

"Very well." Blair turned to Jim and released the leash. "Take Raven for a swim, my Panther."

"Yes, Master."

As Jim and Rafe walked away, Blair sat up and turned to face Charlie. He earnestly began to explain the proper care of slaves to Charlie.
~~~~~~~

"Jim, I haven't seen you around all week."

"I know. Master Blair has kept me in our room since the auction. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, a little sore but I'll live. I just keep telling myself that there's just one week left."

"Well, it might be easier if your master takes to heart what Blair is telling him."

"You can hear them?"

"Yes, can't you?"

"No."

Jim shook his head slowly. "How about a swim?"

"Okay. Do you think Blair might be the one we're looking for?"

Jim slipped into the water completely. When he surfaced, he turned to Rafe. "I'm not sure."

"You haven't fallen for him, have you?"

"No, of course not." Jim protested even though in his heart, he had. "I know he fits the profile, but so do some of the others I see here today."

"You will be careful, Jim?"

"Yes, I will. You better be, too. Have you managed to contact Reeves or Cox?"

"Once, it was three days ago. Charlie goes for a massage every fourth day. He has one scheduled for tomorrow. He sends me out during that time. I'll try to contact Reeves then. Is there anything you can report?"

"No. I haven't had a chance to check out for any evidence. Blair is always there with me."

Jim and Rafe swam several laps before they were summoned. They exited the pool and grab towels to dry off with.

Jim returned to his place next to Blair's chair. Blair smiled at him and refastened the leash. Blair ran his hand over Jim's torso as if to reassure himself that he was there.

"Blair..."

"Yes, Charlie."

"You seem quite taken with Panther."

"Hmmm."

"Would you consider letting me have one of your other..."

"I can't do that." Blair interrupted. "I'm sorry, Charlie, but you know that."

"Yeah, I know. Something about considering their choice in the matter, but didn't they agree to be your slaves?"

"Yes, they did while they were here."

"And afterwards?"

"They chose to stay with me."

Rafe caught Jim's eyes and arched an eyebrow.

Jim shrugged lightly.

Blair pulled Jim up to sit beside him. His hand slipped beneath the wet loincloth to caress Jim. Jim tried to hold back his moans. He spread his legs slightly to allow Blair better access. Jim began to pant as Blair's touch became more insistent.

Charlie and Rafe watched them, as do several others around the pool.

"Master," Jim whispered urgently. He was hard and wished they were alone.

"Yes, Panther," Blair whispered softly. He turned to Charlie. "Remember my advice, Charlie."

Blair picked up Jim's leash and tugged lightly. Blair and his Panther left the poolside to their obvious destination. The loincloth couldn't hope to conceal Panther's erection. Blair's was equally obvious in his thin shorts.

"Looks like Blair managed to snag another hot one." One of the men nearby to where Blair was sitting said.

"He always does." The man in the next pool chaise lounge responded.

Charlie looked after Blair and Panther with a thoughtful look on his face. Perhaps Blair was right. He looked down at Raven sitting beside him. He was well aware that Raven was not enjoying himself. Sure he gave in and followed direct commands, but he didn't show any of the eagerness that Panther just displayed. He got up. "Come along, Raven."

Rafe reluctantly clambered to his feet. He would much rather stay here nude than return to the privacy of their room. Only one more week to go.


Blair's Room, Eden's Paradise

As soon the door closed behind them, Blair unsnapped the leash and tossed it aside. He pulled Jim toward the bed where he pushed him down onto the mattress. Jim pulled himself more completely onto the bed. It's always a wild ride when Master Blair got this horny.

Blair straddled Jim's body and devoured his mouth. He pulled back just enough to growl "Mine!" before kissing Jim again. Blair nipped lightly at Jim's jawline.

As soon as Jim caught his breath, he responded in a whisper "Yours."

Blair reached down and ripped the loincloth from Jim's hips, the snaps giving way easily. Blair pushed his shorts down and kicked them off. He wanted no barriers between them. He grabbed the tube of lube from the dresser.

Jim felt Blair preparing him as he paid homage to Jim's nipples. "Oh.." Jim panted out as he arched closer to Blair's mouth. His legs spread wide in silent offering to receive Blair.

Blair settled in between Jim's thighs. He spread a thick coat of lube on himself and entered Jim in one stroke.

Jim cried out wordlessly as he felt stretched to the max.

Blair stroked Jim legs until he grew used to his presence inside.

"Master, I'm ready." Jim panted out.

Blair smiled devilishly at Jim before setting a vigorous pace. He started thrusting in and out, almost pulling out on each stroke. He struck Jim's prostrate continuously.

Jim met each inward thrust with one of his own. He moaned as the sensations threatened to overwhelm him, then they do. "Master!" Jim shouted as he came without anyone touching his cock.

Blair groaned as the spasming muscles of Jim's ass massaged him. He thrust into Jim a couple more times before coming himself. He collapsed onto Jim, still inside him.

Jim smiled softly as he reveled in the feeling of Blair's pleasure expending itself inside him.

"My Panther, you are indeed a treasure." Blair praised after he caught his breath.

They both groaned as Blair slipped out from Jim. Blair rolled off Jim and pulled Jim into his arms. They fall asleep.
~~~~~~~~

A knock at the door awakened them a couple of hours later. "Go back to sleep, Jim" Blair whispered before Jim woke up completely. Blair got up to answer it.

"Yes?"

"Could you come with us?"

"Let me get Panther."

"No, it's just for the masters and mistresses. Slaves will be locked in the rooms."

"Is there a problem?"

"I can't say. The management will explain."

"Okay. I'll be just a minute."

Blair closed the door. He pulled on a pair of pants and a shirt. Blair checked on Jim but found him sleeping. Well, hopefully he would not be long. Something tells him he shouldn't be far away from Jim tonight.

He exited the room and found the employee ready with a padlock. The door was quickly padlocked shut and they headed for the main clubhouse.

As Blair entered the clubhouse, he saw all the masters and mistresses assembled. Sitting tied up on a small podium was Caleb Maxwell.

The Manager stepped up on the podium beside Caleb. "We have a serious matter to discuss and decide on. One of the slaves is in the infirmary as a result of injuries inflicted by Caleb Maxwell. While we provide a master/slave environment, we must also remember that this is only temporary and is not allowed to escalate. Once a couple leaves here and wish to make the agreement permanent, that is fine. Our slaves get what they wish to experience here. In reality, they are in control. To force one beyond what he or she wishes is against the rules. This is what we are here to address."

"Who is the slave?" One of the masters called out.

"Michael Kinderson."

"I know him. He's a good kid and a good slave."

"Yes, he is. The transgression is as follows: Michael wished to experiment with bondage this time. Caleb, once he had him in heavy bondage, proceeded to whip Michael. Michael was against this and protested. His protests were ignored. Michael called out for help. By the time security was able to break in, he had open welts on his back and buttocks. He is being treated now. The doctors are hopeful in that he will not carry any physical scars from this."

"Bondage--what was that boy thinking of?" asked one of Michael's former masters. "He grew up in an extremely abusive household. At best, he would have been able to handle only mild bondage. And even then, he would have to have safe words to call out."

Caleb challenged this statement. "The boy could handle it and he had changed his mind about trying whipping."

"Was this written down and witnessed?" asked the Manager.

"No." Caleb answered sullenly.

"Then it is only your word that he did."

"Ask him then."

The Manager turned to his assistant and whispered something.

"We will if the doctors okay it."

Silence fell over the room.

A door opened silently and the assistant escorted in a spooked young man. The Manager goes toward the young man. "Will you be able to answer some questions, Michael?"

"Yes, sir."

"Did you agree to bondage?"

"Yes. I wanted to try light bondage."

"Did you change your mind at any time to try heavy bondage or whipping?"

Michael began to tremble. His eyes were fastened on Caleb.

"Michael?" prompted the Manager.

Michael's trembling became worse.

His former master stepped forward and touched Michael's shoulder lightly.

Michael jumped and twisted to look at him. "M-master Andrew."

"Yes, Michael. Are you able to answer the Manager's questions?"

Michael went to Andrew and hugged him. He whispered against his chest, "I'm scared."

"Don't be afraid, Michael. No one else will hurt you. I'll see to that." Andrew wrapped Michael in a light embrace carefully not putting any pressure on his back.

Michael turned his head to face the Manager. "No, sir. I didn't agree to that."

Caleb shouted, "You did, brat."

Michael burrowed further into Andrew's chest.

"Manager, can I take Michael back to the infirmary?" Andrew asked.

"Yes, but come back."

"I would prefer to stay with him. Blair can vote for me."

"Do you agree to this, Blair?"

"Yes."

"Very well, I'll agree to it. Discuss among yourselves in the next room what punishment should be given. When you are ready, let my assistant know."

Caleb shouts "I paid my money to be a master here. It's not my fault that the brat lied."

The masters and mistresses exited the room without a backwards glance. They deliberated long into the next day about what punishment should be given and how it should be administered. The only decision reached by morning was to not involve the police. The services provided here required discreteness and unfortunately some of the police and especially the media were not.

Blair feeling anxious about Panther finally spoke up. "We agreed to no police being involved, but we can not allow this to go unpunished. Caleb has pushed the limits before but never crossed them. My own former slaves, Jory and George, had heard complaints about him from other slaves. Unfortunately, they did not tell me while we were still here. My suspicions could not be proven. I had mentioned these suspicions on my arrival here to the management. I feel that this is why there was such a close watch on Caleb. However, it appears it was not close enough to save Michael. Andrew will take care of him and perhaps bring him some peace of mind. Many of the slaves that come here have some personal issues which can cause a landmine of emotional pain. It is our responsibility to watch for these and help our slave to confront them if they wish."

"Is that what you are doing?"

"Yes, I offered assistance and they accepted. Although the assistance takes place at another location, I obey the guidelines set out here."

"What do you suggest for Caleb?"

"Banishment from Eden's Paradise and word spread out to all other clubs of this sort about his unsafe behavior."

"Is that all?"

"No, but I'll let you decide his other punishments."

By the time the full punishment was decided, it was late in the evening of the following day. The assistant notified the Manager of the decisions.

That night, before returning to their own slaves, all were witness to the start of the punishment which would end when it was time to leave. The banishment and word spread to all other clubs had already been implemented.

The Manager pulled in a St. Andrews cross. The security bound Caleb tightly to its frame so that he had no mobility left. Caleb was gagged prior to receiving judgement.

"Caleb Maxwell. You are banished from ever attending this island ever again. I have received word back from several other clubs around the world and they also forbid you from going to them. You will also spend several hours in heavy bondage a day during which you will receive thirty hits from the paddle. At all other times until the end of the week, you will spend with wrists and ankles handcuffed. We will see to your feeding and personal care, but you will always have someone nearby to watch you. Perhaps by the end of the week, you will have developed some respect for the men and women who agree to be slaves to others."


Blair and the other masters and mistresses returned with staff members to their own rooms.

Blair was not happy to have been a part of the previous day's activities, but it was necessary. The only good to come out of it was that Andrew was taking over the care of Michael. He anxiously awaited for the servant to open the door. Blair felt that he had been too long away from Panther. Perhaps he will offer the same to Jim that he offered to the others.

Blair entered the room to find Jim motionless on the bed. He hurried to the bed not even noticing that the servant had closed the door behind him. "Panther?" he called out while shaking his shoulder. There was no response. Blair frantically looked around to find out what could be causing this. He couldn't see anything. The room had been cleaned and Jim was freshly showered.

"Jim...please wake up." Blair pleaded. A long ago memory from studies he did as a teenager came back to him. Perhaps the book he had read was true.

"Jim, come back to me please. It's Blair, your Master. I need you to come back to me." Blair coaxed as he rubbed Jim's back. "Feel my hands on you and smell my scent which unfortunately is a bit ripe." Blair stripped and laid down beside Jim. "Feel my body against yours. Please, Jim, come back to me."

Jim took a deep breath and shuddered. "M-master?"

"Yes, Jim. It's Blair."

"Blair." Jim said, his voice a little steadier. "You went away."

"I'm sorry. I had no choice. There was a serious problem that had to be dealt with. What happened? Please tell me."

"I'm not sure. I woke up and you were gone. The door was locked. The maids came to clean in the morning. They said you were summoned by the management and that you should be back soon. I took a shower and came back to lay down. I don't remember anything else except for...."

"For what, Jim?"

"The sunlight prisming through the kitchen chandelier."

"Has anything like this happened before?"

"A few times, but usually a loud noise or something startles me out of it. And of course, I used to get really bad headaches all the time."

"Do you still get these headaches?"

"I had a mild one after my shower."

"That's the only one?"

"Yes, since I became your slave."

"Why did you have a headache after your shower?"

"I couldn't sense you anymore."

"Sense me?"

"Yeah. I was always able to either touch or smell you before even when you left for short periods of time."

"Are any of your senses stronger?"

"Yeah, all five are heightened. It's a curse I've been living with for the last year."

"It doesn't have to be a curse. They could be a great help."

"That's what my Chopec guide in Peru said. They were helpful there."

"Because you had a guide?"

"Yes."

"Why didn't he stay with you?"

"He was needed by his tribe. He was their shaman. When I left, he told me that I would find my destined guide."

"Do you think you could find this guide?"

"You are my guide. I can use my senses safely when I am with you. You are my ground. I even use your heartbeat to guide me when I'm asleep."

Blair sat up to digest all Jim had told him.

Jim placed a hand on Blair's thigh. "Can you accept this?"

Blair smiled down at Jim. "Yes, Jim, I can." He cupped Jim's cheek and kissed him. "But for now, do you think you could sleep with me? I'm exhausted."

"Yes, Master."

Blair chuckled softly. "No Jim, please call me Blair. I have a feeling we will be spending a lot of time together."

"Yes, Blair." Jim repeated savoring the sound of Blair's name on his tongue.

They settled down to sleep.
~~~~~~~

The remainder of the week passed quickly until it was their last day on the island.

"Jim, would you like to come with me to my place? You can meet the others."

"The others?"

"Yes, I'm helping several young men with their problems. And no, I can't tell you what their problems are. They will have to tell you themselves, if they want to."

Jim looked at Blair and realized that he still has a job to do. There was still the case of missing men which he had not looked into. Perhaps it was the others Blair mentioned. Blair did fit the physical profile. But in his heart, Jim hoped not. "Yes, Blair I would like that. But how could it be arranged?"

"There are two flights scheduled out for the slaves of Eden's Paradise. Book yourself for the second one."

"Is that all?"

"Yes, for now."

"Where do I book the flight?"

"At the main clubhouse office. They should be coming by with your luggage soon."

A knock sounded at the door.

"Speak of the devil," chuckled Blair. He opened the door and accepted Jim's dufflebag. "Here, why don't you get dressed before you go."

Jim accepted the bag and pulled out a set of clothes. He got dressed and shifted uncomfortably.

"I know." Blair said. "It can be a little unusual to wear clothes for the first time in two weeks. Put the discomfort from your mind. Use those dials we practiced with."

Jim closed his eyes for a moment until he had mastered control over his body again. "I'll be right back, Blair."

"I'll be waiting."
~~~~~~~

Jim arrived in the clubhouse and looked around. A secretary came out of the office and asked, "Can I help you?"

"Yes. I would like to book passage on the second flight."

"Of course. What is your name?"

"Jim Ellison."

The secretary jotted down his name on the clipboard she was carrying.

"Is it possible to have a letter mailed?"

"Certainly, do you have it on you?"

"No. Could I borrow a piece of paper and an envelope?"

She grabbed them and a pen from the office and handed them to Jim.

Jim jotted a quick note to Rafe and the agents.


Exploring a lead. Will contact you when I know more. Jim.


He sealed and addressed the envelope before handing it to the secretary. "Thank you. When will it go out?"

"I'll give it to the first pilot to mail with the other letters."

"Okay."

Jim returned to Blair's room. He didn't see Rafe around anywhere.
~~~~~~~

Rafe disembarked and met Agent Reeves and Agent Cox.

"How did you make out, Rafe?" Reeves asked.

"Don't ask. I can tell you I won't be doing that again."

"No leads?"

"No, I only managed to get a few first names that were masters. One of them was Jim's master."

"Where is he?"

"I checked before I got on the plane. He's scheduled to come on the second flight."

Agent Reeves looked at Agent Cox.

"Did you get to see him at all while at Eden's?"

"Just once. His master brought him out to the pool. I was able to call you that day. My master changed his massage for an earlier time."

"Yes, you mentioned that he had nothing to report at the time."

"Did anything happen while you were there?"

"Only the time that I was locked in for just over a day. My master was summoned out by the Manager and he came back looking exhausted. I don't know what it was about."

"It could have something to do with Caleb Maxwell. Word went out from the island to have him banned from all similar clubs," Cox added in. "Did you meet him at all?"

"No, I never did."

Just then the second flight landed, and an angry man was escorted off by security guards.

"Though if I had to hazard a guess, that would be Caleb Maxwell." Reeves speculated.

"Yes, I would too." Cox agreed.

Rafe was watching for Jim. "Jim never got off the plane."

"I'll be just a moment, wait for me." Cox said as he headed for the ticket counter. He came back five minutes later. "They said he should have been on the plane. All they could do is give me a letter that Jim sent on the first plane." Cox opened the envelope and scanned the short note before handing it to the others.

"I hope we don't have to add another missing man to the list." Agent Reeves said as he shook his head. "Jim has the number of my cell phone and the hotel where we are staying. Let's go there and hope he calls."

The three men head silently to their car.
~~~~~~~

Back on the island, Jim had just finished helping Blair pack up.

"Is that everything, Blair?"

Blair looked around before nodding. "Yes, it should be."

"We should go. The plane will be leaving soon."

"It's okay. My boat should be docking by now. I have my own little island nearby."

"You do?" Jim asked, surprised.

"Hmm," Blair answered absently as he took a final look around. "Yes, I inherited it a few years ago."

"Are you independently wealthy?"

"Wealthly, yes. Independent, no. I run an international company from my island."

"Which one?"

"Sandburg International."

"I've heard of it. The company has a very good reputation. I think you went up against my father a few times."

"Who's your father?"

"William Ellison."

"Of Ellison Enterprises?"

"Yes."

"Yeah, I did. That's not a bad company either. Do you work for them?"

Jim bit his inner lip and decided to come clean. "Blair..."

"Yes?"

"I have something to tell you and I'm not sure how it will affect us."

"I'm easy going, Jim. Just say it."

"I don't work with my Father. I work for the Cascade PD."

"Okay, you're here on vacation?"

"No, I'm here on a case."

"That's fine, Jim. Maybe I can help."

"It's a missing persons case -- three missing men."

"Three? You think it's connected to Eden's Paradise?"

"Yes."

"Who are they? Maybe I know them?"

Jim opened a secret compartment in his dufflebag and withdrew a list. "George, Jory..."

"Wait, Jim. I think I can help you. Come with me and it will be all explained."

Jim tilted his head slightly and looked at Blair. He decided that he had already given Blair a lot of his trust, why not give it all. "Okay."

They picked up their bags and Blair led the way to the docks.

"Blair, if you had a boat coming, why did you tell me to make reservations on the second flight?" Jim asked, puzzled by this.

Blair laughed. "Because they check everyone as on the plane for the second flight even if they never board. They just count heads. As long as there is enough to fill the numbers, they don't question it."

"Who took my place?"

"Andrew did. He wanted to stay near Michael. Michael is going to return home with him. Andrew is a good friend of mine."

"Okay, that explains that." Jim said quietly while thinking that was how the other three men disappeared.


"Hey Mike," Blair called out to the boat captain.

"Hello Master Blair, did you have a good time?"

"Yes, Mike, remember I've told you not to call me master."

"I know, Blair, but some habits are hard to break."

Blair laughed as he boarded the boat. "This is Jim. He's going be staying with us."

"Ah, another stray."

Blair shook his head and turned to Jim. "Mike was with my father for a long time. He still insists on using the old fashioned form of address. He was my Dad's butler."

Jim nodded his head in understanding.

Mike cast off and they headed off to distant island barely visible to Jim's enhanced sight.

"The occasional two weeks I'm able to spend at Eden's Paradise are the only time I can spend away from home. When I was younger, I was able to travel the world with my Mom."

"Your parents weren't together?"

"No, they never married. I spent a part of every year with my Dad. That's when he taught me the business."

The boat arrived at Blair's island. After Mike docked, he tied the boat to the mooring.

"Mike?"

"Yes, Master Blair."

Blair sighed. "Where are the boys?"

"They should be at the library right now."

"Thanks. Come on, Jim."

Blair led Jim to an imposing mansion. As they entered, they are met by another servant.

"Hello Tim. Everything has been quiet here?"

"Yes, Blair."

"Can you have our bags delivered to my suite?"

"Certainly," Tim answered and he stared slightly shocked at the pair. Blair had never had any of the young men he brought home stay with him. This Jim must be someone special. Tim hoped so. Blair deserved to be happy.

Blair and Jim left their bags behind as Blair led the way to the library.

"Tim is my executive secretary. He watches over things for me."

Blair stopped outside the library door. "Please let me handle this. It will all become clear in a few minutes."

Jim nodded.

Blair opened the door and swept in. "Hello boys, have you been behaving yourselves?"

Three faces looked up in surprise.

"You're back?"

"Yes, Jory. Come here and meet Jim."

The three young men stood up and came to shake hands with Jim.

"Jim, these are George, Jory, and Barry. I had met them on Eden's Paradise. The two week period that they each spent there was as my slave."

Jim said hello to each one and shook their hands.

"Now boys, there is something serious I have to talk to you about." Blair stated sternly making eye contact with each one. "When you came here, you were told you had to let someone at home know where you were and that you were fine. Did you do this?"

Each young man looked down at the floor.

"I thought so. Jim here is with the Cascade PD and he came to Eden's Paradise to find you." Blair turned to Jim. "Is there anyone you should contact, Jim?"

"Yes. Rafe would be waiting with Agent Reeves and Agent Cox for me."

"Agents? Is the FBI involved?"

"I'm afraid so."

"Who is Rafe?"

"He's a fellow detective in my department. You met him at the pool."

"I did?"

"Yes, he was Charlie's slave."

"Ah, Raven."

"Why don't you use that phone there to contact them. I'll send a helicopter to pick them up."

Blair turned back to the three men. "Now as for you guys, as soon as Jim is done you will phone home immediately. Is that understood?"

A chorus of sheepish "Yes, sirs" responded.
~~~~~~~

Jim smiled as he dialed the number for Reeves' cell phone.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Reeves."

"Where the hell are you?"

"You'll find out soon. A helicopter is coming to pick you up. I found the missing men. Is Rafe there?"

"Yes, but I have a few questions for you first."

"Okay."

"What the hell did you think you were doing going off on your own without even a phone call?"

"I sent a note."

"We received that pitiful excuse of a note. It contained absolutely no information so we could find you."

"I know, but I was in no danger."

"How did you know that?"

"I trust Blair."

"On what do you base that?"

"Instinct..."

"Since when is instinct a shield, Jim?"

"Reeves, despite whatever you may think, I trust Blair. Everything I have learned in the army, as a cop and living my life makes it possible for me to believe in Blair. When you meet him, you will understand my feelings in this."

"Who is this Blair?"

"He is Blair Sandburg of Sandburg Enterprises."

"Where are you?"

"We are on his private island. Is that good enough for you? Now, is Rafe there?"

"Yes, here he is. However, this isn't over."

"Understood."

The phone was passed to Rafe.

"Jim?"

"Yes, Raven."

"Don't ever call me by that name. Doctor Harris already gave me my exam. An examination that was entirely more thorough than I ever wanted. Agent Donnelly is here to give you yours."

"Okay, okay Rafe, settle down. Everything is okay. Who is there with you?"

"Agent Reeves, Agent Cox, Doctor Harris, Michael, Simon and Agent Donnelly." Rafe finished with relish.

Jim laughed. "Okay I get the message. Blair is sending a helicopter to get all of you. Why don't you head to the airport to meet it. It should be there in about an ...." Jim looked questionably at Blair.

Blair mouthed 'an hour.'

"...an hour."

"Alright, but be prepared for your examination."

Jim laughed. "Goodbye, Rafe. I'll see you soon."


Jim went and hugged Blair while the others lined up to make calls home under Blair's supervision.

"You catch hell for your actions?"

"A little," Jim replied sheepishly. "But they will get over it, especially once they meet you."

"You really believe that, Jim."

"Yes, Blair," Jim replied as he looked at the young men making their own calls. He decided it's time to change the subject. "You have them well trained."

"Yes," Blair smiled. "They are good men. They just needed a break from their lives so I gave them jobs here."

Jim kissed Blair. "I love you, Blair."

"I love you too, Jim."


When the helicopter arrived, Jim and Blair went to greet and welcome the others.

"Sorry about the problems my boys caused you gentlemen. I have seen to it that they called home to notify their parents." Blair told everyone. "Come inside, they are waiting in the library to apologize to you for the worry they caused."

"Simon, I didn't know you were you going to come out here." Jim said.

"I came out yesterday to meet you two when you came back from Eden's. I was not happy to hear about your vanishing act, Jim. You know better than that."

"I'm sorry, Simon, but I trust Blair. He's helping the guys out."

"Hey, Jim," Rafe interrupted.

"Yes?"

"You ready for your exam?"

"You are enjoying that too much, Rafe."

"Maybe."

"But he is right. Are you ready?" Agent Donnelly asked as he placed a hand on Jim's shoulder.

"I suppose we should get it over with." Jim sighed. "Blair?"

"Yes, Jim."

"Is there someplace Agent Donnelly can give a medical exam?"

Blair laughed. "Sure, Tim will show you when we get inside."

Jim turned to Rafe and Simon. "And it will be private, and you two can go with the others."
~~~~~~~

Agent Donnelly and Jim are shown to a small room where Jim is examined.

"Damn, you took too much delight in doing this." Jim complained.

"Yes, I love my job. You have had quite an active two weeks, haven't you?"

"Perhaps, does that have to go in your report?"

"No. Your overall health is good. In fact, you seem more relaxed than you were when I last seen you."

"Well that's because I'm happier."

"Good for you, Jim."

"Shall we rejoin the others?" Jim suggested.

"Yes," Agent Donnelly agreed as he packed up his medical bag.

Jim showed the way to the library.
~~~~~~~

Blair was sitting on a loveseat, watching the questioning of the AWOL men. He had decided that this intense interrogation can be part of their punishment.

Jim came in and sat beside Blair.

"Everything okay, Jim?" Blair whispered.

"Yes, what's been happening here?" Jim said in a low voice.

"A major ass chewing session with my boys providing the asses."

"Are you going to save them?"

"Eventually."

Jim put his arm around Blair to watch the show.

After an hour, Blair got up. "Alright everyone, I'm sure the boys realize what trouble they caused by not following my order. Don't you, boys?"

"Yes, Master Blair." George answered with a bent head.

"Yes, Master Blair," Jory added despondently.

"Yes, Master Blair," Barry replied and turned to Michael. "I'm sorry, Michael."

"Very well, boys, and you know you aren't to use Master anymore. You are my employees now, not my slaves. However, that will not exempt you from punishment. You will go to the gardens and weed it. You will also mow all the lawns. Then you will sit down and write an apology letter to everyone you have worried needlessly."

The three young men nodded and exited the room quietly.


Simon went over to Jim. "He's a stern taskmaster, isn't he."

"Yes, Simon."

Agent Reeves joined them. "I see what you meant about Blair, Jim. We had him checked out before coming here."

"I assumed what you found out reassured you." Jim answers a little sarcastically.

Reeves laughed. "Down boy, and yes it did. Blair Sandburg is a very upstanding individual. Even those who lose out to him in business can't find anything bad to say about him, including your father."

"I know that. I told you I trust Blair. You should learn to trust my judgement, Agent Reeves." Jim told them with a smug grin.

"You heading back to Cascade with us, Jim, or are you taking extra time?" Simon asked.

"Actually, sir, I'm going to stay here with him."

"Why Jim?" Blair interrupted.

"W-what?" asked a puzzled and hurt Jim.

"No, Jim, that's not what I meant. Perhaps we should talk. If you will excuse us, gentlemen?"

Blair led Jim from the room without waiting for a reply.


Blair's office

"Now, Jim, please don't take this the wrong way. I would love to have you stay here with me, but I thought you liked your life in Cascade. You seem to be good friends with Simon and Rafe."

"I do like Cascade, and Simon and Rafe are my friends."

"Don't you like being a cop?"

"Yes, I do. However, I love you more."

"Jim, please listen to me. Remember what you told me about your time in Peru. It sounds a lot like a book I found years ago. I keep it in here." Blair got up to find the book. "From what I read in it, you are a sentinel. Ah, here it is."

Blair handed the book carefully to Jim. It was called 'Sentinels of Paraguay.' Jim started to skim through the book.

"At one time, I seriously considered entering the anthropology field. However, I had to take over my father's business. Don't think I regret my decision at any time, because I don't. You are facing the same type of decision now. I have gathered from our discussions this last week that sentinels feel some instinctive urge to protect their tribes. Cascade is your tribe, isn't it?"

"Yes, Blair, it is. However, how can we do both at same time time. I don't wish to leave you. I would sooner give up being a cop than you."

"I don't want to lose you either, Jim, but there is another solution."

"There is?"

"Yes, you don't have to stay here. I will go with you. I can run Sandburg International from anywhere. I'll just have to set up the offices there. Cascade must be a nice place to produce you and the others."

"Are you sure, Blair?"

"Yes, Jim. Now, what do you say we rejoin the others?"

"Okay, Blair, I love you."

"I love you too, Jim."

They returned to the library where the others awaited.
~~~~~~~

Simon rose from the chair he was sitting in. "Is everything okay, Jim?"

"Yes, Simon."

"Are you returning to Cascade?"

"Yes, we will be. Blair has agreed to move there."

Simon turned to Blair. "Welcome to Cascade, if a little prematurely."

"Thank you, Simon."

"Blair?"

"Yes, Jim."

"What about your island? What are you going to do with it?"

"We can keep the island as a vacation spot."

"Blair, what are you going to do with your company?" Simon asked.

"I'm going to set up offices in Cascade. Tim, my assistant, is a genius in the office. It is because of him that I am able to take as much time off as I do. He takes care of the day to day running of Sandburg International."

"Who makes the final decisions in your company?"

"I do, of course. I'm afraid I still like to keep my hands in every pie that my company is involved in."

Jim touched Blair's shoulder to attract his attention. "Are you really sure you want to move to Cascade, Blair? You aren't doing this just for me?"

"Yes, Jim, I'm sure. Rest assured on that. I am doing this for you, but for myself as well. Besides, don't you need me by your side as a guide?"

Jim smiled. "Yes, Blair."

Simon shook his head. He's decided not to question anything that will keep Jim on the force. Jim may be surly at times, but he's a good detective and a friend. He's sure that whatever this guide thing is about, Jim will explain it in good time. Besides based on everything he had found out and observed, Blair Sandburg will be just what Jim needed. Also, quite possibly what the rest of Cascade needed as well.

---The End.

Please let me know what you think. jl_foxy@pris.bc.ca