Lost In Paradise

Lost In Paradise

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Genre: Mystery and Crime

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Status: Finished

Genre: Mystery and Crime

Summary

Exotic dream island destination reveals a secret hidden world of vice and prostitution where young women are lured by the promise of riches beyond their wildest dreams. The victims find themselves entrapped in sex shops and brothels with no escape from the gang masters who entice tourists to pay bar fines in order to exploit these innocent females. It started out as a dream holiday for me but soon I found myself embroiled in this seedy world of vice when I discovered for myself how easy it was to pick up a broad and satisfy my every sexual desire. Suddenly I was approached by one such victim called "Pattie" who had been sold by her husband because of her involvement in the sex trade. She was frightened to go to the police because they were turning a blind eye to the evidence she presented in front of them and was now in fear of her life. The story focuses on her experiences and my attempts to keep her safe from the filthy hounds who would tear her fragile body limb from limb if they could get their sodden hands on her. This rollercoaster action packed short story will leave the readers captivated by all of the thrilling twists and turns to compliment the breathtaking scenery. Please note readers that there are no scenes of a sexual nature in this story which is why it is listed as "A Mystery And Crime".

Summary

Exotic dream island destination reveals a secret hidden world of vice and prostitution where young women are lured by the promise of riches beyond their wildest dreams.

The victims find themselves entrapped in sex shops and brothels with no escape from the gang masters who entice tourists to pay bar fines in order to exploit these innocent females.

It started out as a dream holiday for me but soon I found myself embroiled in this seedy world of vice when I discovered for myself how easy it was to pick up a broad and satisfy my every sexual desire.

Suddenly I was approached by one such victim called "Pattie" who had been sold by her husband because of her involvement in the sex trade.

She was frightened to go to the police because they were turning a blind eye to the evidence she presented in front of them and was now in fear of her life.

The story focuses on her experiences and my attempts to keep her safe from the filthy hounds who would tear her fragile body limb from limb if they could get their sodden hands on her.

This rollercoaster action packed short story will leave the readers captivated by all of the thrilling twists and turns to compliment the breathtaking scenery.

Please note readers that there are no scenes of a sexual nature in this story which is why it is listed as "A Mystery And Crime".




Chapter1 (v.1) - Exotic Island Destination Reveals A Secret World Of Vice And Exploitation

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Exotic dream island destination reveals a secret hidden world of vice and prostitution where young girls and women are lured by the promise of riches beyond their wildest dreams. The victims find themselves entrapped in sex shops and brothels with no escape from the gang masters who entice tourists to pay bar fines in order to exploit these innocent females. It started out as a dream holiday for me but soon I found myself embroiled in this seedy world of vice when I discovered for myself how easy it was to pick up a broad and satisfy my every sexual desire. Suddenly I was approached by one such victim called Pattie who had been sold by her husband in to the sex slave world. She was frightened to go to the police because they were turning a blind eye to the evidence she presented in front of them and was now in fear of her life. The story focuses on her experiences and my attempts to keep her safe from the filthy hounds who would tear her fragile body limb from limb if they could get their sodden hands on her. This rollercoaster action packed short story will leave the readers captivated by all of the thrilling twists and turns to compliment the breathtaking scenery.

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Submitted: October 14, 2015

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Lost In Paradise Chapter 1 - Exotic Island Destination Reveals A Secret World Of Vice And Exploitation.
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It was in early June that I had decided to take a break from the chores of hard labour at home, my routine was becoming monotonous.
 
So I decided to blow all of my savings on a journey of a lifetime by booking a trip at my local travel agent to the far away island of Lemuria.
 
It was a little island situated in the Indian ocean, a mere 12 hour flight from my local airport in Heathrow London.
 
 
I paid the travel agent in cash and bought my tickets online so I only needed to use the reference number and provide this information once I had arrived at the airport.
 
The day started out rather muggy with temperatures in the late 80's, my flight was at 2300 and I had plenty of time for my check in.I was travelling light with only one bag for my hand luggage and one suitcase.
 
 
I decided to visit the local bar in the airport for a couple of beers to soothe my nerves as I had previously experienced a fear of flying, having lost a friend to a plane crash a decade earlier.
 
When your number is up there is nothing one can do to change fate apart from not getting aboard the plane in the first place.
 
 
I heard my flight number called out from a rather noisy public address system,then I noticed that other people were making their way to the gate where we would all board the awaiting aircraft.
 
I quickly made my way to the gate smiled at the hostess and got on board the aeroplane.
 
There were about 50 or so other people boarding,it wasn't long before I was comfortably in my seat awaiting safety announcements and getting ready for the plane to take flight.
 
 
I always think taking off and landing are the worst features of long haul flights,the former was quickly under way and soon we were up in the heavens amongst the fluffy clouds.
 
We had a brief safety demonstrations about what preparations we would need to know about in the event that the plane would crash in to the sea,not that we would have much chance of surviving such an ordeal.
 
 
The journey was soon 4 hours old and I fell asleep in my seat only to be awoken abruptly by a little turbulence, it only last for a few seconds just an air pocket which you get from time to time.
 
I began to imagine how my hotel and it's immediate surroundings on this island would look.
 
I was really getting excited about this adventure it would be 2 weeks away from all of my problems at home.
 
 
After consuming my second double scotch I relaxed with a book which I had bought at the airport,this would keep me focused until the aeroplane landed.
 
It wasn't a very interesting book just a little knowledge of customs and good places to eat on the island of Lemuria.
 
 
The local custom was for a welcoming party of local women to give every passenger a reef of flowers to welcome them to the island,as well as a voucher for two people to eat for the price of one in any of the local restaurants.
 
I thought,these people really go the extra mile to please, it was not long before I would be aware of this custom as the plane began it's descent and I got myself prepared for customs.
 
 
Soon after I had touched down on the islands soil I felt a bout of dejavu as if I had been here before it was unusual maybe in a previous life.
 
I believed in this kind of thing,reincarnation was something I had read up about as a young man  having lost several members of my family at an early age.
I wanted some assurance that life really did go on for the soul of every living human being.
 
 
Any way that was a discussion I could have in the future as I was here to enjoy myself,now it was time to collect my baggage and leave the airport.
 
The taxi ride to the hotel from the airport only took a few minutes as the island was only 10 miles long and 5 miles wide.
 
There were only 2 trips to the island every week, I was pleased I hadn't needed to change planes.
 
I had arrived at this rather splendid hotel built out of wood,a bit like the kind of chalet you might find in the Swiss alps when ski-ing in the winter time.It also had beautiful flowers growing on the outside of it bouquets etc.
 
 
I walked in to the reception area and was greeted by the family that ran the hotel,my reservation had been booked with the travel agent online and I had no trouble obtaining accommodation.
 
I was shown to my room and I was just gob smacked at the view  from my bedroom,it was out of this world.
 
The sea view was stretching out towards the wonderful cove, the panorama of the bay with all the local fishing boats,the huge mountain beyond the beach with palm trees blowing it was a picture.
 
 
After unpacking my suitcase I made my way to the outside terrace as it provided a chair and table .
 
I sat there for a few minutes having one of my favourite Panama cigars,I just wanted to enjoy this first moment my first view from my room.
 
 
Soon after I made my way to the reception where I called for a taxi to take me in to the centre of the town on the island, as it would have taken me an hour by foot as it was 2 miles in land.
 
I wanted to immerse myself in the atmosphere of the local town and it's people,my taxi soon arrived and I requested that the driver drop me off by some nearby shops.
 
 
He pointed out the local tourist information centre and I got off there,then he asked me "do you want me to pick you up later".
 
 I shook my head but took his taxi card and promised him I would use his taxi again at some point  during my vacation.
 
 
It didn't seem so busy in the centre of town,maybe the local people were having some sort of siesta like a mid afternoon break for lunch,I decided to visit a local restaurant and asked to sample some local dishes as I was very hungry.
 
I asked for recommendations and was greeted by the chef,the locals all seem to speak English.
 
He pointed me towards the specials on the board above the bar and I told him that I would try a sample of local sea food with some sauces and a little lemon.
 
 
It wasn't long before I received the food on this giant shell like plate made of metal with a huge section of food including crab,shrimp,lobster,shark.
 
I didn't know where to start and began to eat happily until my stomach just couldn't take any more.
 
It was absolutely delicious and I left a tip with the bill and promised to recommend the restaurant to any other tourists which I met on my holiday.
 
 
After such a lovely meal I decided to head towards a bar in the centre of town near to the local boat shop, it had pictures of beautiful girls posing by the local island attractions.
 
I thought oh they must have people promoting the island and I expect they will use these posters for overseas tourism.Though it did seem strange that there were none at the local tourist information site.
 
 
On entering the bar I was immediately approached by a man with an American accent,he had one of the biggest cigars in his mouth that I had ever seen.
 
The man appeared to be hustling me and pushing me in to a corner of the bar, he asked me what I would like to drink then said to the barman,"make that two then, before asking me to pay.
 
I thought what a cheek, anyway following on from all of that he asked me a rather curious question.
 
How do you like your women"? brown,brunette,blonde,red?,I didn't stay long enough to answer his question and made my way out of the bar as quickly as possible.
 
I knew exactly what kind of place the guy was running and I wanted no part of it.
 
 
The man came running towards me and shouted at me, "come on fellow we're both men of the world aren't we,what's wrong  with having a having a little fun?"
 
"I agree but I am here for a vacation",I said and the guy replied, "the only vacation I believe is in taking one from yourself by letting yourself go".
 
 
I just walked and kept on walking until I couldn't hear the mans voice no more, I had been approached before by time share agents taking me back to their hotels but not by pimps operating a bar fine joint which is what it was.
 
I felt so sorry for those poor victims of this kind of vice world existence and immediately alerted the authorities.
 
 I think they turned a blind eye to this kind of operation as their response was muted and the chief of police just shrugged his shoulders saying,"what do you expect me to do about it".
 
Then suddenly a lady appeared from behind me and started to talk to me about her experiences with the man and bar in question.
 
 I listened tentatively and walked away from the police station with her,she was petite buxom  blonde haired lady about 5 feet 9 inches tall with a fair skin complexion and she had those come to bed eyes.
 
 I would put her in her early 20's we began to engage in conversation and sat down at another local bar,where I bought her a drink and we began to exchange frank answers to questions.
 
She introduced herself as Pattie,she had been part of his staff for a number of years and had difficulty escaping from his reaches,now she was free and she wanted to put an end to this business.
 
I was willing to offer Pattie my advice but I didn't want to get involved, she explained that this kind of seedy business was to make money out of prostitution by exploiting the tourist and milking the local economy.
 
The man who ran the brothels was an American based in Florida keys, she warned me "this,guy is bad news he makes people disappear if you cross him".
 
 
After having our conversation I said farewell to the lady and gave her my contact number if she needed to talk to me again, I told her where I was staying and told her not to worry.
 
Luckily she had a supportive family and was married with two children,her husband didn't know about her tragic past and probably wouldn't want to know or so I thought.
 
 
My first day on the island was coming to an end as the shadows of the mountain were passing above the hotel.
 
I made my way to my bed where I contacted my relatives at home to say I had arrived safely and would ring every day,sending at least two texts to let them know how I was doing and what locations I was about to visit.
 
I placed my weary head down to sleep in the comfortable hanging basket of a bed supplied by the hotel.lucky for me there was also a single bed available in the room if needed it.
 
I decided that I would have one more drink before I called it a night as I sat outside on the terrace  with another of my favourite cigars,a brandy and coke taking in the twinkling light from the nearby harbour.
 
The air seemed as still as a mill pool,just moments later I took my shut eye and awaited the next leg of my adventure.


 


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