Part One
Fern’s plane landed at the airport on Sir Island. She had never been on a plane before so was glad to finally get off it.
“Phew can't have been a Boeing,” she muttered to herself.
Fern didn't know what to expect from Sir Island and the invite only said to dress tropical. Thankfully the weather was pleasantly warm but not hot or humid. Of course Sir Island would have the perfect weather.
She entered the customs section of the airport where a large security guard checked through her bag. The invite to the island said all visitors must be belted and strictly no keys. It felt daunting to travel without her emergency key but the invite assured her that there would be emergency keys on the island, and that all the SirAirlines staff were trained in chastity awareness.
Fern showed her invite to the security guard and walked through the belt scanner. The security guard carefully examined the x-ray like image on screen to verify that Fern was belted. One time someone had tried to sneak into Sir Island wearing tinfoil around their waist in the hope it would trick the scanner, but SirTech builds the best and their scanners can't be fooled.
After leaving the airport, Fern checked her watch and saw she had some time to kill before the induction ceremony at the volcano. She unfolded the welcome brochure to look at the map of the island.
“Hmm so the airport is here…” said Fern aloud to herself as she pointed at the map to get her bearings.
“That must be the volcano…”
“Sir’s Manor is over there…”
“And that must be the hotel.”
“Oh what's that?”
Fern had spotted an ice-cream shop on the map and being quite warm she decided to go there before the induction.
As she walked towards the small promenade of shops she stopped to take in the island. She wasn't sure who everyone was or where they came from but they all looked happy.
Fern could be forgiven for thinking the island was just a regular holiday resort if it wasn't for the occasional person walking by in obvious kink gear. A couple walked past in the opposite direction wearing nothing but a set of blue matching his-and-hers chastity belts. “Wow I hope they're wearing sun cream,” thought Fern as she tried not to stare.
Fern walked into the ice cream shop and browsed the selection. The cold air of the AC was refreshing after being outside.
“I'll have a mint choc chip please,” said Fern.
It took Fern a while to notice that the man behind the counter wasn't wearing anything other than an apron, and she assumed a chastity cage but It must have been a small one given how cold it was in the ice cream shop.
“Tub or cone?” Asked the ice cream man.
“Nips… uh I mean, tub please,” replied Fern.
Fern took her ice cream and handed over her credit card to pay.
“Um we don't accept that here,” said the man.
Fern looked at the man confused as the ice-cream man tapped on the sign above the counter.
“See, it's 5GGPs”
“I don't have any,” replied a worried looking Fern.
“Have you been to the induction yet?” Asked the ice cream man.
“Not yet,” responded Fern.
“Well we only take payments in GGPs here Miss,” scolded the man.
“I'll take it off your account but you better pay later”
The ice cream man pressed some buttons on the point of sale terminal and suddenly Fern’s belt vibrated briefly.
“Transaction complete, negative 5 good girl points” chirped the terminal in a robotic voice.
Fern had only been on the island for an hour and she was already in debt. Fern sat on a shady bench to eat her ice cream and wondered how she would earn points. As she ate her ice-cream, her mind raced, imagining all the ways Sir might make her earn points, and what else she could buy with them.
Fern checked her watch as she got up to put her empty ice-cream tub in a nearby recycling bin.
“AHH the induction’s about to start, I better not be late” thought Fern to herself.
