Steve gulped as he realised his shame would now be broadcast to others as up to now he had not seen another soul on the island other than Gloria. He was also not hopeful that this was a method for possible escape, as he was worried about what these "workman" might do to him when he was naked and helpless.
Even on a more practical note he also worried about how they would all think him a giant fool, letting himself get caught into this situation. When Gloria mentioned that, as a special treat for him, and realising he might be craving a bit of female companionship, she went to the trouble of contracting with a firm that had hot girls as workers and she giggled at his response as his face turned red.
Steve blushed even harder as he thought about these hot girls looking at him chained to the bed, naked and his cock encased in it's little plastic prison and obviously laughing their asses off at his predicament. Hearing her speak he knew that this was going to be the most humiliating day of his life.
Gloria explained that he was to do whatever the girls asked him to do and since she would be watching via closed circuit, any failure to comply with their wishes would be punished. He was not to speak to them at all, but only answer questions they might ask. Steve listened intently to her instructions and again, more questions arose in his head. Who were these girls? What sort of modifications were they making? As he opened his mouth to ask, once again the TV suddenly went black, and Steve was sitting alone in silence.
As he did the day before, he had his breakfast and went down to resume his work on the patio wall. It was backbreaking work, and after just a few minutes he was already drenched in sweat but kept an ear out for the boat, not knowing when it would come. He figured he should continue this project and guessed, and he was correct, that the more he "obeyed" Gloria, the better his treatment would be.
As she had the day before, throughout the day Gloria switched on her live video stream from the Island and lost herself in lusty thoughts watching Steve sweat and struggle. The perspiration running down his back and the fact that his man-fur glistened in sweat caused her to squirm in her seat as her juices were running down her inner thigh. Steve's slavery touched her in ways she could never have imagined.
She was obsessed, and reveled in the fact that whenever she wanted, she could "tune in" to her own little private porn channel, made JUST for her. As she lightly rubbed her clit through her panties, watching Steve lifting the heavy stones up onto the wall, she noticed him stop and look at something on the ground. As he looked around suspiciously, trying to spot the camera outside he picked it up.
Steve knew about the cameras inside the house, but still was unaware that he could be seen EVERYWHERE on the Island, as hidden cameras were dotted all over the island, covering every inch in their scope. Disguised in the trees as coconuts, or on the beach as a rock formation, there was no place he could go where he was unobserved. Gloria knew this, but of course, Steve did not, and when she saw the object in his hand she wondered what he was planning.
The object was a long white feather that must have fallen from a seagull or some other bird. She giggled as she saw Steve run down the path leading to the beach and into a little cove he obviously thought was hidden from her view. Thinking he was out of sight, he started to desperately manipulate the feather under his cock cage.
Gloria gasped as the scene of Steve trying so desperately to pleasure himself made her wetter than she had ever been in her life. That boy was so desperate for release he would do almost anything she thought to herself, and as she watched his display she finally could not control herself or her arousal anymore. As she watched the display intensely she stripped off completely naked and spread her legs wide, putting each foot up on her desk.
Her right hand rubbed light little circles over her nipple while her left slowly curled up into her pussy, using her own fluids to wet the end of her pleasure bud.