POLYNESIA - MANAGEMENT PROGRAM - A SURVIVAL ISLAND - to seniors – Google english.

POLYNESIA - MANAGEMENT PROGRAM - A SURVIVAL ISLAND - to seniors – Google english.

Juny 2014

I thank my friend and mentor Rasec Inomid for fresh ideas and their experiences.

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I won’t use real names of the Company or people, because this history could cause problems to some friends and colleagues.

I work for an American multinational. It has factories all over the world. I travel a lot and often exhausting. But do not be perverted. I mean exactly the fatigue of travel and work. Another thing is pleasure trips or this I want to explain to you. If I not, I exploit.

Every year, if you fulfill the targets, the company paid a travel to manager team and their partners. Apart monetary compensation.

Actually, I am very well paid. Sometimes I'm embarrassed to see the salaries of some factories of the east. Even when I talk to some friends, I can hardly explain. But should not complain about that.

What struck me deeply, and this is already difficult, it is the proposition that made us TONTCO (to tell him somehow), after an economic great year. We exceeded the target for much.

The company prepared a week in Polynesia. An exclusive resort. Cabins on the water. A corridor connected with service areas. Peace, fish, nice landscape. Wifes and couples enjoyed the sun and calm. We really needed.

We joined 29 people from all over the world. Mostly American, European and Japanese. All couples, less a single French. He divorced some weeks ago.
 

THE SURPRISE :
 

After 4 days in  Paradise’s island, we found a letter on each bed. The letter said :

“As this year has been particularly successful, we propose a special game. Whoever wins the contest, will receive a million dollars and another week of vacation with partner and children, if any. Tomorrow at 17:00 in the meeting room. Only TONTCO employees. Its free. If anyone won’t participate, enjoy the remaining days and relax. Do not need special clothes “.

Uaaa !!. What unexpected note!!

My couple (I’m not married) was delighted. She smelt money. I did as well. (or did she wanted to be alone ?. I don’t know. I wanted to know more about the purpose).

I was there when exact. And other 13 too. We look at faces with strangeness. We had met other years in usual meetings and other paid vacations. Not all, but almost. Two colleagues couldn’t  be there. One of them was knocked by a fish. The other one was dizzy.

All of us were between 35 and 60 years old. I was 42. I was very curious to know about the contest. Sport ?. War game?. Aggg !!. Curiosity killed the cat. Be calm Roger (my name is Akrajikt. I’m Swedish. It’s difficult for some people pronounce my name. After some years,  I introduce myself as Roger.

At 17:00 on time. The meeting room opened its door. Outside was very hot weather and humid. Inside the room, a nice cool hit us. A smiling Polynesian hostess  guided us towards several chairs placed in a semicircle. In low light. Bordered by large curtains and a chair facing us all. Empty. Huge. Sounded light mystery music.

Waited “someone”. And the front curtain opened slowly. Big boss !!. Robert Martin greeted us one by one with a tight hand. And after that sat the big chair.

Was in silence for a wile. Looked us, at first seriously, and in a second smiling. Was joking.

And started his speech:

“ Best employees ! . You have heard often about imagination, about innovation, ideas, etc. You have to use techniques, intelligence, knowledge, to fit the target. Congratulations.

But every year is different. You must be an example for others. You have to be the soul of the Company. And the soul of TONCTO is imagination. And this wants to be an example.  This idea is mine. Only mine. And has to be a secret between us. I’ll give you the official version. A game to find a treasure. It contains a jewel for your couple. And that is right. It will be.

The truth is that I want to force you an experience  that, if not in that way, you’ll probably never have. It is my prize. And secondly, how can you react in unexpected circumstances.

I’m 75. I’m ill. And this is not in my experiences. You’ll do for me.

-I’ll give you the rules :

-No think more than 10 seconds. Act !.

-No prejudices.

-Free your unconscious and instincts.

-Be animal.

-Nothing about the test will be explained outside this group.

-No violence.

-two-day break. A point in your life. Like a film. No real outside the island. A parenthesis.

At this point I make an advice:

You will be in an island with some places to find, some tests to pass, some clues to use. Two only days. Some clues goes to some food and water. If not, your way.

All of you will use the same devices, quantity of food and water, and will be placed in different sides in the island coast. There are some rustic cabins inside the forest. Not indicated.

Something is prepared to avoid your success. But . ..   up to you.

-Now, you can still leave this meeting and return to your week holidays. And in this case, only can explain the official. Is that right ?.

Five of the group preferred commodity and avoid this show. We Lasted 8 people. 1/8 possibilities to achieve a million dollars. Sounded nice.

Next morning. At 5 o’clock,  flew to the Instinct Island. At 6:10 a.m. arrived to the island coast. The instructors made sign us commitment to confidentiality, release the company from any incident. The subjects were covered by health insurance.

One of us was called to jump into water and went to the sand. He started at that moment.

Everyone had an instruction’s envelope.  Island map. Points with food and water. Points to find clues. Dangerous animals, edible fruits, poisonous fruits, caves and huts. Mandatory points.

The seaplane was around the whole island until leaving 8 survivors testing. Great.

My landing was the 5^th. On a small sandy bay. Every time I breathed, I felt half suffocated by the hot air. Luckily I refreshed while off the seaplane. The sticky humidity made ​​me remove the shirt. Now wearing the backpack over the skin. I had to put sunscreen? Maybe it shouldn’t be necessary inside the forest. And the mosquitoes?.

I was not trained in those battles. But the award was enough inspiring.

The map and compass indicated the north.  At the top of the island. The first clue was there. Were cheatings too? Mr. Martin was very special. Could it be. And other partners? Two of them were good athletes. But, I’m sure this experience was not all force and resistance. No?

I started walking to the top. The sun was rising and the heat and humidity was pressing more and more. I calculated it would take 3 hours to get. If not problems. It was difficult to cross some places with dense vegetation. But the first point was approaching. Was the first point common to others? Or every one had different routes?.

We knew after, that we would have all different routes, but had a key point, a point of sr.Martin whim. We also had signed, without knowing it, because nobody read it, that we accepted be filmed by cameras located throughout the island.

Mr.Martin wanted surely absolute fidelity. Well . . .  ( And enjoy with his perversions).

FIRST POINT :

An yellow arrow in a tree. Pointing to the ground. A wooden box with water and a tin can. Survival after such luxury. A plastic covered paper sowed another point to reach. Two more hours.

After resting 30 minutes, some bites and water, I preferred to follow. Soon noon. Now a small path made the slope easy to follow.

THE SECOND POINT:

Another arrow showing to a small wood box. With a box of condoms?. I opened the box. Were condoms !. . .

I had to carry them?. In case . . .

30 minutes for the third stop. Arriving . . .

First cottage found. I came in. A table, some food, some drinks. Wine. And a bed ?. At that moment the door opened, and a exotic girl, dressed, . . .,  well, no very dressed, invited me to eat something. She was there for some weeks and needed be with someone. She needed a man. Was urgent.

She demanded be fucked. Her gaze was soft pray. She undressed and went to bed. Opened her legs and could see yellow arrow tattooed driving to her sex. (no prejudices, be animal . . .  Mr.Martin, you are very, very special. A voyeur ? ). The job is the job. And my little friend thought the same.

I jumped over the girl. I was tired, but that was special. She smelt very well. Different my body. She grabbed a sponge and wiped my cock. After that, took my friend and he swallowed with undisputed professionalism. The situation was very strange, but I think it was too late to think.

Following her first act. Put me looking at the roof  while she sat over me looking my feet. She said to me she didn’t want make me lose time to the test. She was to empty my tank and goodbye. Touched my balls and began to move without letting me do anything. When I couldn’t stand anymore, she take out my prick and sucked suddenly, moving her little hands til touch my balls and her face. Completely wet. My prick and her hole. I catch her legs to introduce my tongue. She didn’t stop her job and my cum made advice to explode. I helped it biting her buttocks when she gave me breathe.

I exploded first inside her mouth and after on her face. She didn’t stop working with the hands and lips, now slowly.

She hurried me to continue my island trip to the other points. She wrote me her telephone. She kissed me.

POINT FOUR:

My legs were failing. Another cabin. No food. Water. Fresh water.  Natalie on the bed. Blue arrows on her legs showing her ass. Joking ?.

I never tought a situation so surreal as that. Went with Natalie. She washed me too. Their curves were . . .  bikini marks . . . huge lips. I put her over her knees and her hands over the bed. My hand guided the boy to his black fate. Although earlier it made ​​a visit by the south. Out of respect.  My balls knocked her. Every knock carried a complain. Natalie received without shy. And my legs did any sign of weariness. A difficult day. I wanted to sleep. But point five was the place to sleep.

Did other colleagues had the same success ?. What they do ?.

POINT FIVE:

Cory, Ann and Coral were waiting for me. They had other duties. A massage, a shower, and sleep.

Difficult to continue like other points of information. My legs demanded to rest. I had fist the shower, with Ann, that helped me. And she used to suck dick.

On the table two fantastic dishes and cold water. My body needed energy. Please, relax . . .

Cory and Coral seemed twins. Their great boobs were equal great. Same surgery ?. They were without any kind of clothes, but my thoughts were to sleep. Finishing my second dish, Cory put her hands over my shoulders and started a nice massage. Including her kisses behind my ear made me became slept. My eyes were closed. Desserts were ready. But I didn’t eat them. They ate me. Under the table Coral took away my protector towel and lay her face over my leg.

Only with the tip of the tongue scratched my gland. No possible any reaction. But the baby didn’t think the same.

The four slept together, after some wine, a shower, and had dinner. I think I was sleeping. I don’t know what the baby did. Don’t worry. I wanted to sleep.

THE LAST POINT:

Two more hours. I lasted 4 hours. And there, 2 of my colleagues were there. We wait others. Three arrived later. A rescue group went to find other 2.

Nobody explained us what made the winner. We supposed to arrive first. But no was that.

A list on a wall at last point remarked :

“This special joke is to thank you effort. You’re trained in that. Effort. If you effort in my company, you’ll always win. Every of you, arriving or not to the LAST POINT will have a holidays week and 100.000  $.

The one, that girls point better, has the 1.000.000 $. -    ROBERT MARTIN”.

I didn’t win the million $. But that experience will be in my heart all life.

Be free, if you can.

JP