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The sun peaked
above the horizon as I stirred from my slumber. The carpeted floor
felt scratchy under my skin. Collette was sleeping comfortably in her
bed with both Roger and Charlotte sleeping soundly on opposite sides of
her. Travis and Melinda had retired to their room hours earlier
after an orgy of sex and countless orgasms for both Collette and Melinda
thanks to the ministrations of Travis, Charlotte, Roger and myself.
I stood up and stretched my languid limbs. I
yawned, holding my hand over my mouth to stifle the sound. The clock
next to the bed read 6:37, too early for Collette to get up. I walked to
the door and quietly patted my naked thighs with my palms, beckoning
Prince to me.
Prince lifted his head and thumped his tail.
I opened the door and once again patted my thigh.
I took him for a
walk on the main deck. The sun slowly climbed from the horizon,
casting shorter shadows as it rose in the sky. Prince sniffed and
clawed and I cleaned up after him when he went to the bathroom. I
took him to the galley and he wagged his tail happily as he ate. It
was just past seven when Jacques came into the galley.
"Bonjour, monsieur," he said in greeting.
"Hi, Jacques," I said smiling at
him. "How are you this morning?"
He knew how little I understood the French language
and kindly replied in English, "very well. You here for
breakfast?"
"That would be nice," I said.
"Can you make waffles with bacon and cut fruit for me to bring to
Mistress Collette, myself, and her two guests?"
"But, of course," he said. He was
smiling as he went to prepare the meal. It was obvious that he was
most happy when he was cooking. The flavor of his meals was a
testament to his love of cooking.
I took a seat and absently petted Prince who has
placed his head in my lap as I waited for Jacques to prepare our
breakfast.
Prince wagged
his tail slowly, almost as if he was sweeping the floor as he sat next to
me. When I stopped petting him, he shifted his head and lifted my
hand. "Why did you stop?" The motion asked insistently.
Absently I began to pet him again.
Jacques wheeled a tray of food out of the kitchen
about twenty minutes later. Silver lids covered the dishes but I
knew that each of the small domes covered the food that I had requested
earlier. I thanked him and he said politely, "you're welcome,
monsieur."
I called Prince to me and pushed the cart into the
hallway with Prince following behind me. I made my way to Collette's
stateroom and Prince bounded inside, pushing past me to jump up on the bed
to curl up next to Collette. She stirred and rolled over. Prince
barked once when she moved as it so say, "good, you're up!"
Collette petted him
as she said to me, "you went for breakfast!" Her eyes lit
up, "that is great. I'm hungry."
Prince barked once in agreement.
The sound stirred Charlotte and Roger and as I
uncovered the food dishes both of them sat up. "Good
morning," Charlotte said sleepily.
"Morning," from Roger.
"Good morning," I replied to the two of
them. I served Collette first, of course, handing her the silver tray of
waffles and fruit and steaming coffee.
Collette went for the coffee first. She took a
small sip and set the cup down, "that is good!"
I handed a tray
to both Charlotte and Roger and set the fourth tray on the dresser for
me. I stood silently as I ate the delicious waffles topped with a
fresh strawberry topping. Collette was purring as the flavors exploded
on her tongue and Roger uttered a few, "this is good." We
were all in agreement.
We finished breakfast with Collette feeding small
morsels to Prince who spun circles as a way of begging. He seemed to
enjoy the cantaloupe almost as much as the bacon and I wondered with a
smile if we had a vegetarian puppy on our hands.
With breakfast behind us I gathered up the dishes
and quickly returned them to the galley with the cart. Returning to
our stateroom I found Collette and Charlotte in the shower. Charlotte
was washing Collette's body with a soft washcloth. Roger was sitting on
the floor watching with his cock in his hand, slowly masturbating. I
watched from the doorway as Collette parted her legs to allow Charlotte access to
her sex.
Charlotte bathed
Collette's sex and Collette purred at the exquisite pleasure that crept through
her body. Charlotte had a firm hand pressed against Collette's sex and
Collette's head tilted back as she felt her body tense in pleasure.
"My God," she moaned.
From the floor Roger begged, "may I come,
Mistress Collette?"
Between gasps of pleasure Collette said, "no."
Charlotte bent down and pressed her lips against
Collette's breasts. Charlotte licked the hardened nubs of Collette's
nipples, tonguing the pink flesh with short, quick, stroked.
Charlotte moved from Collette's left breast, to her right, and back
again. Over and over Charlotte licked Collette's nipples while
simultaneously rubbing her wet pussy with the soft
cloth.
Breathing heavily Collette said to Roger, "start
masturbating again. Don't come until I say. If you get close,
stop, wait a minute, and start again. You can come after I have had
five orgasms. You will not leave my side and you will masturbate
non-stop until I have my fifth orgasm. Understood?"
As Roger began to stroke his cock again he said,
"yes." His tone was that of a puppy, small and weak as if
the thought of his long torture frightened him. Could it be that he
was afraid of failing her? To me, that is what I implied from that
simple, "yes."
Charlotte set
the cloth aside and dropped to her knees. She pressed her face
against Collette's pussy and began to lap the gentle folds with her
tongue. Charlotte massaged Collette's pussy feverishly, as if she was
racing to make her come. Her tongue was a blur, spinning and
twisting, and probing and prodding.
And it worked well. Collette came quickly, her
toes curling against the blue tile of the shower. She screamed her
delight and dug her fingers into Charlotte's scalp. Between gasps
Collette looked over at Roger who was still slowly masturbating, and said,
"that's one, Roger."
"Thank you, mistress," Roger squeaked as
he pulled his hand from his cock in an effort to stop himself from
ejaculating. He did not know what the consequences would be if he
came before Collette allowed it, but he did know he did not want to find
out.
Charlotte stood
up and finished bathing Collette. Clean, they both stepped from the
shower and walked past Roger who had just begun to tease himself once
again. I followed Collette from the bathroom and said, "yes,
mistress," when she commanded me to bring some rope with me as the
four of us, Collette, Charlotte, Roger and myself made our way to the pool
deck with Prince happily following behind, wagging his tail.
"Charlotte," Collette began, "do you know
what a masthead is?"
She shook her head, "no, mistress."
Collette smiled. "Well, on old wooden ships
there was typically a carving on the bow of a naked young woman.
That carving is a masthead. Today," her smile widened,
"you are to be my ships masthead."
Charlotte
looked confused until Collette called to me, "Dennis. Bring the
rope and then fetch some nylon straps. Grab some ankle cuffs as
well."
"Yes, mistress," I said. I hurriedly
obeyed and was back at Collette's side before five minutes had passed.
"The items you requested, mistress," I said to here.
"Very good. What I want you to do is tie
a long piece of rope to each of the four cuffs."
"Yes, mistress."
Mistress Collette picked up the straps I had
picked up. She fastened it in the shape of a harness to
Charlotte. There were two straps running against Charlotte's thighs
and one more that ran tightly around her waist. Collette tugged and
pulled and asked Charlotte, "how does that feel?"
"Tight."
"Does it hurt?"
"No," she shook her head.
"Good,"
Collette said. With that she turned to me, "hand me the
cuffs."
I obeyed.
Collette fastened the cuffs to Charlotte's wrists and
ankles with the long tails of rope lying in neat coils on the pool
deck. Collette grabbed another rope and tied it to the strap that
encircled Charlotte's waist. Collette tugged and verified how secure the
ropes were attached and nodded in satisfaction. "Ready?"
Collette asked.
"Yes, mistress," Charlotte said with a
quiet nod.
"Very good," she purred.
Collette escorted
Charlotte to the bow of the ship. Looking down the sparkling blue
water peered up at us. Waves crested and broke and crashed loudly
against the hull. The sun lit the sky and I could feel that it was
going to be a warm day. Collette commanded me to grip the ropes attached
to Charlotte's straps and I hastened to obey. "Okay," Collette
said to Charlotte, "we are going to lower you gently down about five
feet. Ready?" She asked again.
Again Charlotte nodded.
"Over you go," Collette said. The two of
us lowered Charlotte over the side, tying to rope to the banister that
encircled the ship such that Charlotte could slip no lower. Collette
tied the rope tight, obviously concerned with Charlotte's safety.
With Charlotte's waist rope tied to the ship Collette took the first of the
wrist cuff ropes and pulled it such that Charlotte's left arm was pulled
wide. She tied the rope off and then did the opposite rope, leaving
Charlotte with her arms outstretched widely.
With her Arms outstretched Collette began working on the
ropes attached to Charlotte's ankle cuffs. She pulled the ropes
taut, forcing Charlotte's legs to part widely. Collette tied the ropes
to the metal railing and stared down at her handiwork. Charlotte was
a living masthead, tied naked to the bow of the ship, displaying her
charms to the sea. Her legs were tied apart, revealing the gentle
swell of her pussy to the moist air. It was a beautiful
site.
"Are you okay?" Collette asked Charlotte.
"Yes, mistress," Charlotte said.
"Good," Collette said. "I will have
people check on your hourly. Call if you need help.
Okay?"
"Yes, mistress," Charlotte said as she
settled in as the ships newest decoration.
Collette gave one
last glance down at Charlotte, tied with her limbs widespread, bared to
the world. The cold ocean spray splashed small droplets of water
onto her body, causing her nipples to harden in protest. Charlotte
shivered slightly and Collette purred at her position. It was an erotic
view that had her pussy dripping. She liked the display and the
thoughts that had to be racing through Charlotte's mind; would she
fall? Would others see her? All these thoughts caused Collette to
melt.
"Come," Collette said to me. "Let's
play."
I followed Collette from the bow and back to the pool
deck. Roger was on his knees, his hard cock throbbing and red as he
once again waited for his orgasm to subside. He remembered his
orders and had already stopped masturbating more times than he could count
with countless more still to come before he did. Collette glanced at him
once and smiled, saying, "keep up the good work."
Roger only moaned.
"Go to the bridge," Collette said to me,
"have the captain sail closer to shore. Bring back some rope
and four men from below."
"Yes, mistress," I said with a nod and
turned to obey.
I made my way to
the bridge only to find that the captain was below in his quarters.
I quickly worked my way below decks and found the captain in his
stateroom, having just stepped out of the shower, "yes, sir?" He
asked me as he opened the door.
"Good morning, captain," I said,
"Mistress Collette has asked that you sail the ship closer to the
coastline."
He looked at me quizzically. "Does
mistress want to see the shore?"
I laughed, "no. I think she wants to have
a little fun with one of the crew."
He nodded as if he understood. "I shall
see to it," he said.
"Thank you, captain," I said and turned to
find four off duty crew members and to retrieve some rope from our cabin.
I worked my way
through the ship and entered out cabin. I grabbed all the rope I
could find, four coils of about twenty feet and four coils of about thirty
feet in length. With the rope in my hands I walked the hallways and
stopped the male members of the crew. The first was free and made
his way to the pool deck. I continued searching; the second man was
working and I had to let him return to his duties. I found three
additional men that were free and with the rope in hand I made my way back
to Collette's side.
"The captain was finishing his morning shower
and will head closer to shore momentarily." I looked around and
saw all four men that I had found had made their way to the pool
deck. "The men are here as you have requested. And,"
showing the eight spools or rope, I said, "I have the rope that you
have requested."
"Thank you," she smiled at me. That
smile was radiant and I melted each time I was witness to hit. It
made her face light up, revealing the depths of her beauty. I smiled
back.
Collette called the four men to her and commanded them
to "get hard."
Four hands
dropped to four soft cocks and after a few moments the four men were
standing before Collette with their erect cocks in their hands.
"Very good," Collette beamed. She called
the first man to her and he crossed the room to stand before her.
"Mistress?" he asked.
"Don't move." She called the next
man to her and he crossed the pool deck the stand before Mistress
Collette. "Put your cock in his ass and don't move."
"Yes, ma'am," he said.
"Very good," Collette repeated.
The second
man spit on his hand and used his saliva to lubricate his cock. He
stepped forward and inched his cock into the first man's ass. He
pressed forward and stopped with his cock fully buried in the first man's
ass.
"Very good," she drug out the word.
"Jack," the second man replied to the
unasked question.
Collette said, "don't move, you two."
With that she grabbed the first coil of rope and wrapped it around the two
men. She bound the two men together at the waist and coiled the rope
down their bodies, tying the two together in their intimate embrace.
Collette looked at Jack and commanded, "wrap your arms around him and
clasp them together in front of his chest." When he obeyed Collette
used the rope to tie them together. "Now you can move,"
she said smiling.
Behind me Roger
moaned as he once again pulled his hand away from his cock just moments
away from ejaculating without permission. I would hate to see him
fail, knowing the punishment would more than be worse than the crime.
Collette groaned as the two men struggled in their
bonds, pulling and tugging but not getting free. Jack was trapped with his
erect cock buried in the first man's ass with no way to move to bring his
cock any friction. He was forced to just stand there and struggle in
helpless need. "Have fun," Collette giggled and turned to the
next pair of men. "Come here."
Both men approached Collette.
"Mistress," the first naked man greeted
her with a warm smile, "my name is Charles."
"Kent," the second man said as he lifted
her hand and kissed her knuckles delicately.
Collette
smiled, "both of you get hard."
The two men obeyed, dropping
their hands to their cocks. They stroked their cocks until they were
both hard.
"Wonderful," Collette said.
"Charles, lay down."
Charles obeyed.
"Kent," Collette continued, "lay down
on Charles with your cock in his mouth and take his cock in yours."
Kent straddled
Charles and then dropped to his knees. He gently pressed his cock to
Kent's lips and Kent opened his mouth to accept the cock that was being
fed to him. With his cock in Charles' mouth Kent lay down and opened
his mouth to accept Kent's erection. The two men were lying
together, each with the others cock in his mouth.
As before Collette bound the two men
together, this time with one's cock in the other's mouth. "Now,"
Collette said, "you two may come as often as you would like."
"Ahk ou, istess,"
one said around the cock in his mouth. His meaning was clear, "thank
you, mistress."
Kent just groaned
as Charles tongued his cock.
Collette stepped back
and smiled at Roger who was slowly masturbating. She could see his
face and the wrinkles furrowed in his brow. He was breathing hard,
concentrating on his task. "How are you, Roger."
"Horny," he
squeaked.
"Wonderful," Collette
breathed. "Let's see if we can help you along, shall we?" With
that Collette called me to her. "Bring me three women from below and
then check on Charlotte."
"Yes, mistress,"
I said and left Collette's side to obey her commands.
I darted into the ship and stopped the
first three women I happened across. All of them were free to join
Mistress Collette on the pool deck and all of them hurried to do so. I
smiled at their enthusiasm. With the first task behind me I made my
way back onto the pool deck and to the bow. To my left I could just
see the distant peaks of some approaching land. The captain had
obviously made it to the bridge and was obeying Mistress Collette's command to
skirt the shoreline.
Standing above
the bow with the shore approaching I called down to Charlotte, "how are
you doing?"
A strained voiced
reached me, "f...fine, thank you."
"You don't sound
fine," I noted.
"Just a tad
cold," she said. "That water is chilly."
"Remember," I
said in all seriousness, "let us know if you need to come up.
Understood?"
"Thank you," she
said, "but I am fine."
She understood that she was being
looked after and that reassurance helped to ease her thoughts. As I
stepped backwards I heard her call up to me, "is that land?"
"Yes."
"Are we heading
into port?" I could hear her nervousness.
She could not see
me shake my head, "no. I think Mistress Collette is just wanting to show
off her beautiful masthead."
"Oh."
"Remember, call
if you need any help. Okay?"
"Okay."
I made my way
back to Mistress Collette's side, "Charlotte is doing well," I informed her.
"She knows she is being looked after and I think that made her feel
better."
Collette nodded, "what did she say about the horizon
approaching?"
"She seemed to
take it in stride. I kinda get the impression that she isn't
concerned about it." I shook my head, " I think she is kinda just lost in
her position and hasn't really given it much thought, though she has
noticed it."
"Sounds good,"
Collette said. "Go get me a drink, please. Whiskey and Diet Coke."
"I'll be back," I
acknowledged and turned to obey.
From behind me I
heard Collette call out, "you three," obviously to the three new women that I
had retrieved for her, "come here. I want to help Roger out."
Roger moaned.
I heard Collette command the three women to "drop to your
knees and stick out your tongues." She was going to have the three
women eat her to orgasm. That was how they were going to help Roger;
by getting Collette closer to the five orgasms required before Roger would be
allowed to stop his self-teasing. I wondered if he realized that it
would only be four and I knew that Collette had selected only three women from
below for just that reason.
I made my way
deeper into the ship, and found my way to the galley. Jacques was
there and I asked him for some water to be delivered to the pool deck and
asked for a large glass of whiskey and Diet Coke on ice. He made the
drink for me and promised that the water would be delivered in pitches
with ice and plastic cups shortly. I thanked him and made my way to
Collette's side.
She had come
three times before I had gotten back. The first orgasm for Collette was
always just moments from the second. Once her body was aroused it
was easy to keep her body at the precipice and drive her over the edge of
a second, third or even fourth orgasm and today was no different.
Roger was sweating and stroking his cock, moaning. He obviously
realized that four was not five and he still had a ways to go.
Collette watched me approach and held her arm to me as I
delivered her drink. She took a small sip and then said, "thank you.
That's yummy."
"You are welcome,
mistress," I said with a smile. Her cheeks were flush with arousal,
her nipples hard. I looked at the three women now swimming in the
pool. "Did you have a good time?" I queried.
She sounded
sleepy as she said, "yes."
"What would you
like next?"
Collette slowly
crossed the pool deck and took a seat on an empty lounge chair. She
took a second sip of her drink and than a third. "I think I want to
just enjoy the sun," she said. "Can we get some suntan lotion?
I nodded and
said, "yes. Of course."
Just off of the pool deck was a small
shower and storage locker. The locker contained necessary sundries
for enjoying your day at the pool. Inside was the suntan lotion and
towels, noodles, the long and thin floatation toys. There was lip
balm and even squirt guns for the crew to enjoy. I gathered up the
suntan lotion and made my way back to Collette's side. "Would you like
me to rub it on you?"
Collette took the
bottle, her brown eyes shining. "That won't be necessary." She
turned her head and called Roger to her, "put some lotion on me," she
commanded.
Roger
looked relieved as he took a break from teasing his solid cock. He
took the bottle of lotion from Collette as Collette rolled over to lay face-down
on the lounge chair. Her naked ass was bared to the sun and would
definitely need some lotion to prevent the softness from becoming burned.
"You may begin, Roger," Collette said.
I stepped
backwards and took a lounge chair for myself. I lay down on my back,
my eyes closed, listening to the waves break against the hull and the
occasional cry of a seagull screeching off in the distance.
Seagulls? Yes, of course, we were nearing shore. I turned my
head and could see the tip of a hill entering my sight. We were
getting closer to shore. I took my feet, wanting to check on
Charlotte as she hung in her bonds.
I looked over the side and found
Charlotte staring at the approaching shore. Her legs were spayed
wide, her pussy bared to the air. She knew that she would be on
display to any passing boat that happened along and that she was unable to
closer her legs and with her hands tied away from her body she would be
unable to cover any part of her body. The cold sea spray splashed
her body and her nipples were taut in protest. I could not see the
blush on her face as the reality of her exposure raced through her mind.
"How are you
doing?" I called down.
Charlotte's head
pulled away from the shore and she glanced up towards me, though she was
unable to see me. "Fine," she said. "Do we have to go near the
shore. I'm indecent."
I smiled at
her choice of words, "you look good to me."
"But there might
be kids."
"True," I
acknowledged. "But this isn't the US. Don't worry."
She stammered out a final okay and her
head fell against her chest. She was resigned to her fate and would
accept it well. I couldn't tell from my vantage point if her cheeks
were crimson with embarrassment, but from the tone of her voice I guessed
that they were. Satisfied that Charlotte was not suffering any ills
from her position, I made my way to Collette's side to inform her of such.
"Very good," she
said. Her tone was relaxed, her eyes shut. Roger was sitting
on his knees, rubbing the lotion into Collette's skin. Her legs and ass were
coated with the lotion and he was slowly working on her back. She
purred as his hand stroked her body. "That's nice," she purred.
I took a vacant
lounge chair and began sucking up the sun as Collette was doing.
Roger finished
adding lotion to Collette's body and as instructed he began to masturbate
again. His cock was red and I wondered if it would be sore in the
morning? I imagined that it would be with the amount of stroking it
had endured during the course of the day. Roger was groaning as he
once again aroused himself to the brink of orgasm only to stop short as he
had been instructed. Collette was still one orgasm shy; he had counted
each of them, anxious for her fifth and his release.
The door leading into the ship opened and Jacques wheeled out a
large cart with a dozen glasses of ice water and two additional pitchers
full of the liquid refreshment. He pushed the cart next to me and
asked, "sir?"
Looking up at
Jacques from my lounge chair, "thank you, Jacques." I smiled and
asked, "would you like to catch some rays?"
"Rays?" he asked
in his thick accent.
"Sun rays," I
hitched in laughter, "soak up some sun. Sunbathe."
He raised his
head in understanding and said, "oui."
I indicated the
lounge chair opposite mine, "then by all means," I said.
Jacques, as naked
as I, took a seat and lay down to relax under the rising sun.
And as my eyes
drifted shut a horn rang out.
What was that? I wondered. I climbed to my feet
just as Mistress Collette did as well. The horn blared again and we made
our way to the edge of the ship. A speed boat raced past with two
men and two women aboard. They were racing along side our ship,
their eyes locked on Charlotte as she bared her charms to their gaze.
They were keeping pace, keeping their gaze fixed upon Charlotte's bound
form. Collette looked at me with a wry little grin on her face and
asked, "do we have a bullhorn?"
"I assume so.
Let me check."
"Great."
I ran into the
ship and up to the bridge. The captain's attention was fully
engulfed by the proximity to shore. I turned my attention to the
young man steering the ship. "Do we have any bullhorns?" I queried.
He nodded and
hitched his head to a small cabinet to the far side of the bridge. "In
there," he replied.
"Thank you."
He nodded and
turned back to his job. I crossed the bridge and found the bullhorn
exactly where I was instructed that it would be. I grabbed it and
quickly made my way back to Collette's side. "For you, mistress," I
said.
She took the
bullhorn from me and thanked me. The horn of the boat that was
keeping pace with us blared again and Collette pressed the bullhorn to her
lips and said, "ahoy. Would you like to come aboard?"
The horn blared
once.
"Go to the rear
of my ship and I will greet you there."
Another single
horn and the boat slowed and began to drift backwards.
"Let's go greet
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