On the Water part 21
I sat at the stern of Townsend's super-yacht, 'DreamBoat', sipping on a beer
thoughtfully provided by the young woman who's job it was to look after this
part of the boat.
Without looking I knew that she was standing next to the bar at the forward part
of the deck in her white shorts and T-shirt, like a bleached out Hooter's girl.
I also knew that all I had to do was literally snap my fingers and she would
come over to see if there was anything I needed.
It was obvious she was one of Townsend's submissives, and a happy looking girl
at that.
Instead of looking at her, although few would blame me if I did, I watched the
'Kajira' under tow behind us. Aboard our stricken vessel were two of Townsend's
able crew, there to make sure nothing else broke.
Around me on the large fantail were many chairs and tables, outdoor furniture of
good quality, built to provide comfort for those who wished to see the view. It
was almost like an outdoor restaurant. Overhead was a large awning connected at
one end to the superstructure of the boat and supported at the other by two
strong looking poles.
Decorated in greens and whites it certainly kept the sun off.
I let my mind drift in neutral for a while, an attempt to forget the troubles of
the last few days. All I really wanted was to get back to our quiet vacation.
The sooner the 'Kajira' was fixed the better. Too many strange and dangerous
things had happened lately. If much more occurred I would need a holiday from
our holiday.
I was actually starting to drift off with the motion of the big boat, images of
Amy and my wife dancing behind closed eyes, when I heard the door to the deck
open.
Glancing behind me I smiled, for it turned out to be the very people I was
thinking about.
Laura came through the door, a big grin on her face, followed by Amy with a
small smile.
I sat up a little, captivated by what I saw. Laura had walked in quite normally
in her brief but attractive outfit, but Amy was on her hands and knees, naked,
with a leash attached to her collar being held by my wife.
"What's going on here?" I asked, knowing full well that after I left the
schoolroom the games must have continued.
"You like my new pet, Don?" Laura said smugly. "I think I might keep her!"
I chuckled and Amy turned a little red. I have to say I liked how she looked,
I've always been a sucker for a woman on her hands and knees.
Amy glanced at the girl by the bar and then out behind the boat to where the two
crewmen could be clearly seen. She didn't look comfortable being out here nude.
"Tell me Amy," I said, "is it possible for a pet to own a pet?"
Amy looked up at me and then at Laura. "No, Sir!" she said, her small smile
getting a little bigger.
Laura scowled at her, but she still had that smug look.
"I didn't think so." I replied. "Laura, MY pet, join Amy on the deck!"
Laura blinked, her expression startled, her smug smile suddenly gone. I thought
for a second she was going to protest but instead she dropped the leash she was
holding and slowly sunk down to her hands and knees. "Yes, Sir."
I let them both stay that way for a moment, side by side, one dressed and one
naked.
"Amy, are pets usually dressed?" I asked.
"No, Sir!" Amy said right away.
"Laura, Amy says pets aren't usually dressed, so perhaps you should follow her
example." I said to my wife.
Laura glared at Amy. "Yes, Sir." she said, and began pulling her blouse off.
Amy looked like she was enjoying Laura's come down, she was certainly a lot less
nervous. I wondered what had passed between those two women after I had left.
Laura certainly seemed to have pulled the dominant role there this time. No
equal play in that encounter.
Once Laura was naked she resumed her position next to Amy and again I watched
the two of them, their well tanned skin marred only by the welts of recent
whippings on their butts.
I saw with relief that Laura and Amy hadn't been playing whipping games. Ben
was very protective about anyone putting marks on Amy for any reason. That he
had allowed me to cane her this trip was a very big deal.
I snapped my fingers and the girl at the bar hurried over.
"Take her clothes back to our cabin." I told the girl. "Then bring back two
bowls with some water in them."
"Yes, Sir!" said the happy submissive, and with a bright smile she scooped up
Laura's things and ran into the boat.
I could tell Laura wanted to watch her clothes being taken away, and I could see
that it was now her that kept glancing at the men on the boat behind us.
"You guys enjoy looking around the boat?" I asked.
Both girls said yes although I wondered how much sightseeing they actually did.
Knowing Laura, she had probably dragged Amy over every inch of the boat like
this just to embarrass her. When Laura is in one of her dominant moods she can
be almost vicious, something Ben and Amy already knew from our online play.
"Sir, may a low girl speak?" Amy asked, correctly assuming that this was one of
those moments when it didn't pay to be too familiar. There were plenty of times
when we all acted more as friends than as Doms and submissives, but this wasn't
one of them.
"Sure!" said, sipping my almost empty beer.
"Where is Ben, Sir?"
"With Townsend I think, said they had some business to discuss. Do you need him
for something?"
Amy shifted slightly, her movement making her breasts sway slightly. Laura gave
her a hard stare.
"No, Sir." Amy said.
"You okay spending time with Laura and me, under my rule?"
"Yes, Sir!" Amy answered right away, a beautiful smile appearing on her face.
I smiled too.
"Very good. You're both under Total Slave rules until further notice."
Laura immediately sat up and assumed her proper kneeling posture, hands behind
her head, knees wide apart. Amy did the same after seeing what Laura did. Both
women focused on the men who could clearly see them from the other boat, and I
turned to look at them too.
Both guys were standing at the stern, talking to each other but looking our way
from time to time. No doubt our display was nothing new to them. It WAS new to
both Amy and Laura.
I chuckled and pointed to either side of me and the women crawled on all fours
until Laura was at my right hand and Amy on my left. There they knelt until the
girl I had sent away returned with two bowls.
"Sir," she said, "Mr Townsend says that lunch will be served out here shortly,
and that he will join you soon."
"Thank you. You can put the bowls by the bar." I told her, before she could
set them down in front of my 'pets'.
She did so, placing the bowls a good twenty five feet away from us, before
resuming her own place close by.
"Laura, go have a drink."
A small smile mixed with a devil like look that I knew so well crossed her face,
and she crawled over to the bowl, her beautiful striped ass wiggling wonderfully
as she moved. Once she got to the bowls she knelt and held her long hair out of
the way as she began to lap at the water.
She lapped slowly, using her whole tongue in a way that she knew I loved to see.
Her body language at this point was more like a big cat than a puppygirl.
I looked down at Amy who was looking straight down at the deck. "Watch her." I
whispered and Amy looked over at my wife.
"Doesn't she look great?" I asked Amy.
Amy smiled. "Yes, Sir, she really does." Amy whispered back.
"Think you could look better?"
Amy's eyes seemed to brighten and her jaw firmed up, a challenge taken.
I called Laura back and sent Amy to the other bowl.
Amy crawled slowly, with an exaggerated sleekness that made her tight little
butt shift from side to side. But it was when she got to the bowl that I really
took notice.
Just like a cat she extended her arms in front of her and stretched, arching her
back and lowering her upper body until her nipples grazed the deck. She carried
the stretch through all the way, coming up on her arms and extending her
shapely legs before taking her position to one side of the bowl.
I was impressed!
Crouching low Amy began to lap at the water but after a few seconds she bumped
the bowl, spilling some of its contents. Without pausing she began lapping up
what she had spilled and once it was all gone she drank some more out of the
bowl.
Then came the kicker.
She stretched once more and rolled onto one side so that she faced us, extending
one leg up high as cats usually do. Then, with a sly smile, she began licking
herself on her inner thigh.
I sat open mouthed, amazed at how flexible she was. She couldn't quite lick her
own genitals but she came damn close, and with her position I would have seen if
she did.
She continued this grooming action until a noise in the doorway startled all of
us.
It was Townsend, and apparently he had been watching at least part of the action
for he started clapping.
"Bravo!" he said.
Amy, shocked and terribly embarrassed I expect, brought her leg down and got
back on all fours. At a glance from me she resumed her kneeling position.
Townsend had walked over to me by this time.
"A beautiful girl that!" he said, sitting at our table. "Certainly not shy,
what?" He laughed and I smiled.
"I think you startled her." I said to him.
"I have that affect on people I'm afraid." said the Englishman. "Lunch will be
brought out soon, but in the meantime would you mind if I took a closer look at
these lovely ladies?"
I took a breath, and said okay, wondering if in Amy's case it was.
"Splendid. Amy dear, up on the table with you!"
Amy looked to me for conformation and I nodded, so showing little of the
reluctance I knew she must feel, she crawled over and used a chair to climb up
onto the table. She resumed her Total Slave position, trembling a little.
"Amy and Laura aren't used to such scrutiny from strangers." I told Townsend.
"I'd rather you didn't touch them."
Our host nodded. "Understandable, Old Boy."
Amy became still as Townsend got up and walked slowly around her. She looked
wonderful kneeling there, her skin shiny with sweat, her body trembling slightly
with her fear. I could also see that she was turned on by what was going on, her
nipples were extended and her bare labia were red and slick.
Townsend noticed her labia too and looked closely at them making the naked girl
blush. He gave me a funny look and then continued his perusal.
"Thank you, girl. Now it's Laura's turn." he said.
Amy sighed and climbed down, making room for my very nervous wife.
Laura did me proud, kneeling silent and true as Townsend examined her. She too
blushed at Townsend's close inspection and couldn't hide the fact that she too
was aroused. I winked at her and her eyes smiled at me.
"Beautiful. Thank you!" Townsend said presently.
"My pleasure." I replied and I motioned for Laura to resume her place at my
side.
Just in time too. Two more women and a man came out carrying our lunch,
platters of fish and vegetables that looked and smelled good.
"Bowls." I said to one of them, pointing at the two slaves at my feet. Laura
looked up and whined.
I chuckled and within minutes two bowls were brought over and I began putting
food into them.
"Is Ben coming?" I asked.
"On the phone. He should be here any time!" replied Townsend.
I put the bowls on the deck and with a look from both women I smiled and let
them eat.
Looking down to see their naked backs and butts as they fed directly from the
bowls cheered me up no end!
Ben put in an appearance finally, raising an eyebrow at the condition of his
soon to be wife, but not interfering.
It was a very pleasant lunch.
After lunch we reached a large island with a fair sized town on the shore. We
anchored quite a way out so the ladies didn't have to get dressed, much to their
amusement (sorry, it was our amusement not theirs), and we all watched as the
launch was used once more to tow the 'Kajira'.
"They'll take her to the boat yard." Townsend said. "It's a bit late in the day
to expect them to have it done by tonight, but we can definitely pick her up
this time tomorrow."
"Good." Ben said.
Once the launch returned we continued on our way.
The afternoon we spent on the foredeck, that is Laura, Amy and I. Ben had
excused himself once more and left Amy in my charge. So, wanting a lazy
afternoon to go with my lazy morning I got some rope and tied the women up.
I tied them separately to the sun chairs that populated the foredeck, this
being a place for sunning oneself, and went to find the book I had left behind
in the school room before returning to sun myself.
The women I had tied spread eagle to the chairs, nothing between them and the
sun except for the ropes at their wrists and ankles, their collars, their gags
(I wanted some peace to read), and the liberal coating of sunscreen I put on
each of them.
I had fun teasing Laura when I applied the stuff to her pussy, but when I did
Amy she winced a little.
"You girls engage in a little pussy whipping?" I ask her.
Amy nodded.
I smacked her bare pussy and went to my own chair.
Every so often I turned them both over, and enjoyed the view.
Late that afternoon we arrived at another island. This one was small and half
covered in trees, but had great beaches and a large sprawling house was just
visible at the summit.
I was surprised when the 'DreamBoat' sailed right up to a jetty extending from
the shore, a convenient deep water mooring for the big boat.
I left the ladies alone on the foredeck, confident that they wouldn't get into
trouble, and joined Townsend on the bridge.
"Welcome to my getaway home!" said our host, watching as the Captain guided his
boat to the dock.
"This island yours?" I asked him.
"Bought it just last year for a song! Used to be owned by some Japanese tycoon
before the government seized it. It's good to have contacts down here. I paid
more for this bloody boat!"
I chuckled and watched until the crew had the boat tied up. Only then did I go
down and release the ladies.
They were stiff, but grinning, which was a good sign, and I stole a kiss from my
wife.
Ben joined us once more and the ladies knelt obediently while the gang plank was
lowered.
"Okay, Total Slave time is over." I said and the women got up gratefully.
"Aren't you going to give us anything to wear?" Laura asked me, while Amy
kissed Ben and hugged him.
"Why? You've done so well without clothes so far!" I told her, hugging her to
me.
"But..." Amy said, looking from me to Ben.
Ben chuckled. "He's right. This is a private island, and I like you just the
way you are right now!"
Amy pouted dramatically and we laughed, but I could tell the women were still
nervous.
We went ashore with Townsend and was met by his wife Alicia.
She looked good in a sundress that showed her shapely figure and I had to remind
myself that this woman was at least fifteen years older than me. She didn't
look it.
Alicia gave her husband a quick peck on the cheek and cast a sympathetic eye on
Laura and Amy who began to blush once more.
Apparently she knew why we were here for she padded over and gave both startled
women a hug.
"You poor dears, it must have been terrible. Come with me and we'll pamper you
for a while." she said to them.
"Er...thanks, but..." Laura said, looking at me.
"Gentlemen." Townsend said. "It might do some good for the ladies to have some
personal time, don't you think?"
I looked over at Ben who shrugged.
"Okay." I said.
"We'll see them later." Ben added.
"Of course!" Townsend said, and we parted, men going one way, women another.
Ben and I spent the evening with Townsend and a couple of other men who were
also guests up at his house.
It was a typical men's evening, pool, beer, and lots of good talk.
The women had a much better time I found out later, on a part of the island
where men, not even Townsend, were allowed.
Laura and Amy found themselves taken to a place done up like a Hollywood version
of a desert harem caravan. Lots of tents filled with silk dividers, throw
pillows, fans and ornamental rugs. Not to mention the dozen or so nude nymphs
that lived there. The only thing missing were the eunuches.
Our women were certainly pampered, oil massages, baths, pedicures and manicures,
and Laura got a denuding of her pubic area which I found looked great when I saw
it later. The women wanted for nothing and thoroughly enjoyed all the attention.
Eventually they were brought back to the house, all shiny clean with ribbons in
their hair and not much else on their bodies, and left in the bedrooms given to
us to await our return.
It was a pleasant surprise for me to find Laura kneeling in our room, ready for
my arrival. She was chained via a short chain attached to her collar to a ring
in the floor, and looked absolutely radiant.
I used the key that had been left for me out of her reach and took my wife to
bed, practically raping her in my passion. She gave as good as she got and soon
we were both sweating and panting on the big four poster bed, hoping the springs
wouldn't go out!
Things were just coming to a head, so to speak, when the door to our room burst
open and Amy practically came flying into the room.
Behind her was Ben, and he looked Pissed with a capital P while Amy looked
scared.
Shocked, Laura and I watched Ben storm into the room up to our bed.
"LAURA!" he yelled. "ON THE FLOOR, ON YOUR FUCKING KNEES, RIGHT NOW!"
Laura scrambled to obey while I tried to figure out what was wrong. "Ben...?" I
began but he ignored me.
"HOW DARE YOU. HOW DARE YOU TAKE A KNIFE TO AMY! HOW DARE YOU USE A KNIFE ON
HER!"
End of Part 21.
