I was Ken Hanson, truck driver for the Regional Transport a firm that trucked unusual cargo. I along with Gus Magnan were sent inside the Pleasure Island Amusement Park to pickup a small load of goats for shipment to the Park's associate breeding farm.
As we drove there Gus warned me a couple of times to be on my guard for people and or things. He told me of others he'd had along in past trips, who met with and walked off with some of the folks who worked for the Park, those employees were never seen again!
I laughed at first but Gus, a man of some years had the experiances of life. Those experiances had taught him how to survive, and once inside this Park one must be on alert.
He reminded me of his friend Andy Metz who went on several trips to the Park and on his last assignment wandered off into the exhibit call "The Sister's of Circe."
Gus knowing the horrors that the park can cause tried to catch Andy before he went too far inside. He followed Andy and the two nymphs, one hold each of his arms, they walked him inside.
Gus an old Amry man of yester years worked his way into the exhibit and tried to keep an eye on his friend Andy. Yet it was of no use as when he was presented before those women his fate was changed.
They were all slender well endowed females, a red head, a silly blonde, and the worst of their lot a woman with extreme long black hair. It was the red head who began as she walked up close to Andy brushing her breast into his chest.
Then as he saw Andy wipe the nervous sweat from his forehead the blonde haired woman stepped up doing the same as her sister but touching and feeling the front of Ansy's pants. She made the comment to the others of his maleness being quite hard. The read headed one made the note he was quite the buck.
It was then the black haired woman stood up, walked over and standing before Andy, she announced to her sisters, the two nymphs, and Andy as what she thought of him.
"A verile man, one stud buck maybe, but to me he's just led in here like a sheep!" she said.
The red head jumped in and agreed he was like a sheep coming to see them.
The blonde too agreed and she with her sisters all to once announced Andy was a timid male sheep. Gus told me how the poor guy wriggled and changed till standing before the three sisters he bleated his terror.
A looped rope about his neck and he was walked off to be a male ram and sheep the rest of his life, Gus had a shiver when he told me the man's situation.
I'd been warned but as Gus and I loaded the seven goats from a loading shut onto the truck my eye caught the sight of something which made me get erect.
Standing by the stock pen was this man. His head was covered in a think uncombed ruffled hair and as I looked closer I note poking just out into the light on day, a pair of horns.
Once I'd seen that much of him there was a building desire to see him all the way, from head to foot. As Gus prodded the goats into boards our truck I strolled around the corral pen till by chance standing behind him.
That was a moment of truth when my erection just about burst itself. I was standing a few feet away from one sensual male Greek satyr. My mind was so boggled up that when the satyr noticed me standing there he turned, smiled, stepping very close and planted a wet kiss to my lips.
Even as I stood there from behind him came yet another satyr. He knelt down and with nimble fingers pulled my zipper and worked my penis into the light of day. I almost choked as his mouth opened, he gazed a look up at me, then engulfed my shaft from end to base.
Wild, fucking damed wild is how I'd put it as my senses were being attacked. My desire to remain with Gus and the truck whithered fast. I was asked to walk with them for some pleasures, wine, and maybe a time of sensual delights as I'd never known.
Sensually induced I walked with them out toward the open pasture, across some stepping stones to ford a creek, and along a row of tall laurel trees. The call of my name by Gus fell on deaf ears as my mind, body, and will had been captured by those satyrs.