Sunset's Island Fun

by Brony-wan-kenobi

Journey Start

Previous Chapter

Barefooted, Sunset walked down the dirty trail deeper into the jungle, the light from the sun shining down through the foliage onto her naked and painted skin. Deeper and deeper she went, with nothing but a seemingly endless sea of green leaves all around her with no signs of human life. Yet even as the minutes ticked by, Sunset did not show any signs of worry as she moved aside a rather large leaf and let it slide over her body as she passed it. More large leaves continued to appear before her, growing from either side of the path. Some would continue to caress her body as she walked by while others required her to use her arms to knock them gently out of the way. Birds flew around, most of the time high over her head as they let out their loud cries to the rest of the jungle. But there were times when they would fly much closer to Sunset so that she could feel the flapping of their wings close to her body. Sunset also noticed a number of reptiles moving about, nearly all of them being small lizards that reminded her of her pet lizard Ray back home. But there were some larger ones as well. One time, Sunset spotted a large snake hanging from a tree. Its head poking through the leaves, tongue flicking about as it watched her pass by.

Though the walk felt like it was going to go on forever, Sunset Shimmer did not mind it in the slightest. In fact, it aroused her. She could almost imagine someone watching her, crouched in the grass and only able to see her upper body. How would she look to them? Would all she be was a primitive Native like she had chosen? Just another body to be captured and used for someone else’s desires? Or would she be seen as a goddess of fertility and nature, one who had long known the worship of an island people? Either option appealed to Sunset, her pussy beginning to grow moist as she moved, her womanly fluids beginning to form.

A hum escaped Sunset as she closed her eyes, savoring the feeling that was building up inside of her as she thought about the latter. Sunset paused in her steps, hands going to her breasts to cup them as she envisioned the scene. Clearly she could see her adorable sub Twilight, dressed in her explorer gear, hunched over some plant or tribal items as she took notes or sketches until a noise caught her attention. Doing her best to be careful, Twilight would crouch low in an effort to stay hidden as Sunset made her way onto the scene. Oh yes, right now Sunset could feel the eyes of her sub unable to look away from her beauty. Perhaps the purple nerd would begin to sketch her as Sunset picked herbs or whatever. Or perhaps Twilight would let her desires take hold, unbuttoning her pants to make it easy for her fingers to reach her own treasured spot. Yes, that was the option Sunset liked the most. In the fantasy, once Sunset became aware of the attention she was receiving, she would turn to face her voyeur while bringing her hands up to knead her breasts just like how she was doing now. Then she saw her hands slowly moving from her breasts towards her sides before heading down her shapely hips, feeling Twilight’s eyes follow them down.

In the real world, Sunset allowed her head to roll back, a low groan escaping her lips as she imagined rubbing her clit a little for her hidden sub. Not a lot, just enough to entice the explorer with its glistening wonder and the light smacking sounds it would make. Then, as she licked her hands clean, she would see her Twilight licking her lips the same way she always did whenever Sunset’s juices were involved. Sunset would slow down a little then, her stroke long as she started from the knuckle before ending at the tip of her finger while her eyes remained focused on Twilight. Then, once all her fluids were off, she would gesture to the hidden sub to approach her. Realizing she had been caught, Twilight the Explorer would crawl before her. Maybe she would even ditch her pants, though Sunset would have loved to rip them off of her herself. From there, Sunset would have her fun with her perverted worshiper out there in the open for all to see. Pleasuring and edging the purple sub against one of the trees before commanding her to lick her. Then…Then who knew? Maybe they could stay for the evening, making a large fire and having the rest of the natives watch as she had more fun with Twilight. Hmm, would she be allowed to mark Twilight in a similar manner?

A question for later!

For a moment, Sunset considered stopping here and getting lost in her own fantasies. To bend over and place a hand on a tree trunk while the other stoked the fires of desire burning inside her. To cry out as she masturbated, not caring who heard her! But just as quickly as those ideas came, they left. There would be time later to make those fantasies a reality. Once she had talked to Twilight, once Twilight was free for the evening…or the weekend. She was allowed to get a little greedy with her nerdy sub after all. But that would be for later. Right now she wanted to make the most of Explorer’s Reach.

So, with a heavy sigh, Sunset continued her march.


It took some time, but the path eventually brought Sunset to one of the native villages. Located within a decent sized clearing within the jungle, the trees as well as the other vegetation seemed to provide it with its only form of defense. Honestly, it seemed off that no one there had bothered to put up any makeshift walls or barriers to keep the explorers out. But, if she had to guess, someone might have suggested that they could blend in better with the forest without such things. After all, it had taken her some time to identify the village and part it from the rest of the forest so there was some merit to the idea. On the other hand, it might have just been a case of laziness or nobody getting around to it yet. Those were always an option. Drawing closer, Sunset managed to spot a few of her fellow natives in the trees, no doubt acting as look outs for the village. How they could see anything was beyond her.

As for the village itself, well, it was a bit of a mixed bag. That was to be expected since, as Moondancer had explained it to her, everything that was here had been made by the Society members participating. So gaps in quality were to be expected. Several of the dwellings she saw looked as though the members who made them did so with the greatest of pride. They were all large, rounded huts with one or two raised above the ground. All of their walls were made of fallen branches and logs, bound together with materials they had found around the island. Most of it looked like thick thread that she had seen her friend Applejack use around her farm, an almost ropelike material that looked like it could hold up to just about anything. But she also noticed that some of the branches had been tied together using the shredded remains of the explorer’s clothing! Glancing upwards, Sunset saw that the roofs of these buildings were made of wood and straw, altogether reminding her of the huts she had seen in National Geographical magazines. The rest, compared to these, paled greatly. A few looked like the builder tried to put in the effort, but their lack of skill was evident given how many holes there were and how uneven they appeared. But the rest, sadly, looked as though whoever built them just strew grass and straw over a tent before calling it a day. None of these ‘lesser’ dwellings came close to the size of the better made ones, looking as though they could barely fit one person inside. Evident to her as she spotted a pair of feet sticking out of one.

Of course, making these dwellings was only part of the experience.

As Sunset continued to walk into the village, she spotted a pair of her fellow natives as they entered the village a small distance away from here. In front was a male dom, naked with red markings all over his body in a similar fashion as Sunset’s, only his seemed to have a more animalist property to them. Red cat claws could be seen on his chest while the bodies of snakes ran down his arms and legs. Fangs were painted on his kneecaps and elbows while the eyes of a feline had been painted on his back. He strode forward with confidence, one hand holding the primitive leash connected to the collar of the sub walking behind. The sub was marked in a nearly identical manner as Sunset, bent over as she walked with her arms bound tightly together. Sunset couldn’t make everything out from where she stood, but she could tell that there were several somewhat thick branches placed on top of her arms and held there by some self made device. She could also see the clamps on her nipples attached to small burlap bags, both looking filled with something that swayed with every step the sub took. Due to the light of the sun, Sunset could see the light reflecting off the sheen of fem juice running down the beast of labor’s legs.

As the two made their way into the village, Sunset followed their lead, passing by one of the larger huts. Now that she was closer, she could hear what was going on inside. Muffled moaning, a loud snap or whipping sound followed by a cry that sent shivers down Sunset’s spine. No, wait, there were two sets of moans. And they sounded close together. A smile appeared on Sunset’s face as she pictured it in her mind, two captured subs bound in some manner (perhaps hanging from the ceiling from vines) and gagged as a native dom stood between them with a crop in hand. Thinking about it, she wondered if there was anything else in there.

Moving a little deeper into the village, Sunset could now see that its inhabitants were enjoying themselves to the fullest. Off to the side there was a large group gathered around an explorer sub, nude save for her collar, cuffs, and hat. The sub’s arms were tied behind her back, a leash made of thick vines tied to her collar and held by an imposing looking man. Everyone watched as the sub, her legs spread wide while bent down in a squatting position, lifted herself up and down a wooden pillar coming up from the ground. Was Sunset worried about this? No, not really. There were people in place to make sure that it was sanitized. And besides, given how sweaty the sub was as she bounced rigorously on the pole, her breasts flopping with each thrust, she didn’t seem worried about it at all!

Not too far from them was another group, this one consisting mostly of female doms but there were one or two guys there. They were gathered around four wooden poles, with vines coming out from the tops of each running down to the cuffs of the male sub who hung in its center. Like the other sub, Sunset saw that he was naked now save his hat as he hovered over the ground face down while his shaft was at full mast. Hands were running over his skin, touching him in places to keep him hard while one of the doms milked his cock with slow and steady strokes. Why they were doing this, Sunset had no idea. But, if she had to guess, it had something to do with that pot his cock was pointing at. Perhaps they were gathering his semen for something fun!

There were others in play of course, littered throughout the village, uncaring of who saw them. Licking her lips, Sunset saw that some subs had been buried into the earth with only their heads sticking out, covered in fluids. What those fluids were, Sunset could only guess. Some only had parts of their arms and legs buried, forcing them onto all fours or missionary poses so that they may be used by the group. The flame haired girl could see that their bodies had black markings on them with charcoaled branches close to the bodies meant to help keep track of how many times they had been used. One or two of the explorer subs were being dragged around, forced to carry heavy items on their backs like the native sub Sunset had seen on her way in. But these subs were blindfolded, resisting all the way while the doms near them smirked in sadistic satisfaction before striking their asses. Then there were the captured explorer subs who were not being used, kept in the back of the village in a pen. At a glance, it reminded her of the pig and goat pens she would see at Applejack’s farm, only made from large branches and using the ripped clothing of the captured subs to bind it together. All of the subs inside here on all fours like animals, branches were attached to their cuffs acting like spreader bars that also kept them from standing. There was nothing inside the dirty pen other than a few crudely made wooden bowls with some sort of slop inside of them. No grass, stones, or anything. Just dirt and mud. One or two of the subs looked like they had just finished being used, put in the pen so they could rest for a bit while the others seemed to huddle in a group.

Of course they weren’t the only subs that Sunset saw. A few of her fellow native subs were milling about the place, some following the lead of a dom while others moved quickly through the village on their own as if they had been given an order. The rest of the native subs, however, were seen in mostly simple bindings, getting fucked right there in the open where anyone could see them. Their cries rang through the air as the slapping sound of flesh against flesh like a song of lust that Sunset longed to be a part of. One or two weren’t even bound, the subs arms were wrapped around the necks of their doms who fucked them with powerful strokes while being pressed against the back of a tree or the ground. Those subs who weren’t getting fucked would only briefly glance over at these scenes as they passed by, their faces flushing before they picked up the pace. A possible reward system?

There was one sub Sunset’s eyes lingered on longer than the rest. Like her, she was a native, leaning her back against a tree with her legs spread wide in front of her while three doms stood over her. She was panting heavily, with twigs and leaves coming out of her hair while patches of dirt dotted her skin. Yet there was something else that Sunset couldn’t put her finger on. Whatever happened, the doms around her were talking to her and offering her water.

Shifting her attention away from them for the moment, Sunset spotted a massive fire pit in the middle of the village. Shooting out from its center were several large logs, leaning against each other and waiting to be lit. Around the fire pit were people sitting on logs with satchels on their sides. They just sat there, watching everything going on before them and it wasn’t until one of the doms approached them that she figured out who they were. They were vendors, she realized, as the dom handed over a few dirt-covered idols before being given a couple of darts. At the same time, Sunset became aware of a small carving in the wood showing what she now realized was a dart zooming through the air. A smirk appeared on her face, now knowing what she was looking for Sunset began to walk around the pit to see what the others were selling. Some of them were easy to make out: potions and nets. Others, well, were a bit tricky. One could have been either a snake or a vine while another was just a few small spheres.

“New one!” a voice called out from behind Sunset. Quickly she turned, her hair whipping around as she beheld two figures as they strode out of one of the larger huts. Both of them were doms, male and female, completely nude and covered in similar markings as she was. There was a slight smile on the male’s face, looking Sunset over with approval, while his partner remained neutral.

“Y-Yes?” said Sunset, unsure how else to respond right now. It was possible that either or both of them were the leaders of this village, as according to Moondancer, each village chose its own chief or chieftess. It was even possible to pick one of each so that they could split the duties of managing the village, handing out quests, rewards, and so on. But with that came an element that Sunset knew she would have to find out as she went: the customs of each village. Right now, she didn’t know how she was supposed to greet or even act around him! While messing up and being punished could be fun, she would have preferred to know how she messed up. Hopefully these two wouldn’t be assholes and punish Sunset for failing to follow their unwritten laws.

“You from south village, yes?” asked the guy, a light smile on his face. Sunset stood there for a moment, blinking at the pair of them. South village? Did he mean by the beach? But she could clearly remember that there were no villages that close to the water on the map Moondancer. The only thing in that direction was-

“He’s asking if you’re reinforcements,” said the female dom, a slight huff in her voice as she appeared even more annoyed. Sunset darted her eyes to look away, biting her lower lip in embarrassment as she slowly began to realize what they were talking about.

“Yes I am sir,” replied Sunset when she finally looked at them again. One of the elements in RPG’s and MMORPG’s was the starting village or home where new players start out at. It now made sense to her, they had been asking her if she was new!

The male dom nodded at her. “I see. Good,” he said as the female began to slink around Sunset, her hand caressing Sunset’s rear gently. Despite the heat, the woman’s hand felt cool sending shivers down Sunset’s spine while a light groan escaped her lips. “I have a mission that is perfect for you. You are to go down that path,” the man then gestured to another dirt trail located near the pen that Sunset hadn’t noticed before. “It will take you to the next village. There you are to find the chief and inform him that Night Strike is planning on starting a hunt for more of the strangers who have arrived on our land. Once you have collected his answer, you shall go forth to the next village. And then the next. And the next and so on. Once you have collected the answer from all the village leaders, return to me so that I may reward you. Do you accept?”

“Yes sir,” responded Sunset with a nod. This was a classic type of quest that Sunset had done hundreds of times in her games, meant to help you learn your way around. While there was a part of her that wanted to stay here and enjoy herself, Sunset wanted to experience this place to its fullest. That and find out what sort of ‘reward’ was in store for her for being a good little sub. And who knew? Maybe there might be some more interesting stuff going on in the other village.

“Very good,” said Night Strike with a nod as he pulled out a small white sphere held between two of his fingers. Slowly he brought it up, holding it at Sunset’s eye level so that she could not look away. And while he did this, Sunset let out a gasp as Night’s partner took hold of her ass cheeks before beginning to spread them.

“Suckle,” continued Night Strike, lowering the orb down to her lips. Obediently, Sunset opened her mouth and accepted the object into her mouth. Instantly her mouth began to water as the tasteless orb rolled across her tongue, quickly becoming lathered with as much of her saliva she could while the other dom began to poke at her backdoor. Sunset felt her eyes nearly rolling to the back of her head as the digit traced around her brown star, lightly teasing it in a way that made Sunset’s toes curl. Sunset then heard and felt the female dom spit on her backdoor right before that finger began to push inside her. Sunset’s chest began to heave upwards under the eyes of the dom before her as her anal cavity began to squeeze down on the intruder. But even with her in this state, Sunset continued to do as Night commanded, lathering the sphere as he continued to speak. “To prove you have spoken to the other village leaders, they will bestow unto you a treasure whose meaning is known only to the chiefs. Now spit it out.”

Sunset did as he asked, the orb poking out from between her full lips. Without another word, the dom took the orb with his fingers and held it up into the air to inspect it. After turning it around twice, he gave a nod before moving behind Sunset. The sub was now breathing hard, doing her best to relax her rear for what she knew was coming. Yet when Sunset felt the sphere being pressed into her anus her chest arced up, fingers stretching out on instinct as she began to pant. The orb invaded her lower body, stretching the walls as it slid deeper inside her with the aid of a finger. Deeper and deeper it went, causing her legs to tremble with delight at the feeling it created. Oh, she had had other things fill her back there before and some of them would put that anal bead to shame! But they always filled her in such a way that made her eyes water in pleasure as she looked to the heavens above her head.

Once the orb was an entire finger length inside her (both doms contributing to this), Sunset could just hear the two moving behind her above her own breathing. Almost in unison the pair moved to the panting girl’s front, hands reaching out toward her breasts to smear the left over fluids onto her breasts as if they were no better than a rag or paper towel. The two doms made sure that when they were doing this they pressed against her nipples on their way down, causing her breasts to bounce slightly as Sunset began to recover.

“If you come back without all the treasures, you will be punished,” said the female dom, arms crossing under her breasts. “And don’t make us wait too long.”

“Be safe, but hurry,” said the male, frowning a little as he looked at his partner. She looked back at him and Sunset could almost feel the silent conversation going on between them. One that she could only guess at, for soon the male dom returned his focus to her, smiling gently. “An extra reward shall await you if you are swift like the wind, little Fire Flower.” That caused the woman to groan a little and Sunset fought hard not to do the same at the cheesy name he had given her. Sure, she got what he was going for, combining the color of her hair while saying she was beautiful and all that…but really? That was the best he could come up with?

…Then again, she wasn’t all that better when trying to come with pet names for Twilight so maybe she didn’t have room to talk.

“Well go!” the female dom half yelled, slapping Sunset on the ass. The sub jumped, her butt slightly burning from the strike as she began to move. As she did, her eyes lingered for a bit on the subs around her getting their holes stuffed right out in the open. She then remembered the cries within the larger huts, wondering just what was going on inside and what sort of tools they were using. Perhaps, if she did a good job, she would find out!