Chapter 8. Slave Molly
Molly lay on Robert's bed, still naked except now she had a plain leather collar
and cuffs around each wrist and ankle. From one ankle a six foot length of light
chain connected her to a bed post. She could stand and walk a few steps, enough
to ease her aching body a little, but not enough even to reach the toilet. She
looked at the clock; 17:45. She'd been lying there since 17:00 when they had
brought from the hospital. He said he would be back in an hour. "What will he do
to me then?" she thought, "What will happen to me when we get to a port?"
Looking down at her breasts and lower body, she could see the painful stripes a
very vivid reminder of last night. The hospital staff had been very kind and did
what they could to relieve the pain and had given her a sedative that ensured
she slept through all of last night and most of the morning. Before she left a
nurse gave her one more pain killing injection and had handed the person who
called himself Master Robert, a bottle of pills. Vaguely she remembered him
saying she was now his slave and he owned her until they reached Barbados but
her head was none too clear at the time.
For the second time since being in the cabin, she tried to stand. It was a
little painful but she could do it, indeed she had been made to walk from the
hospital room to the cabin but he had partly supported her. Catching sight of
her reflection in the mirror, again brought back painful memories of the
previous evening. Now Molly's lovely body was marked and scarred and she wore
these leather bands with the rings that could fasten her anywhere while they did
anything they wanted to her.
Blurrily she remembered being raped but the nurse had told they cleaned her out
and had given her the 'morning after' pill and had given her master suitable
contraceptive pills for her use. Somewhere in the purse she'd last seen in the
captain's office, she'd had her own supply so she wasn't too afraid of
pregnancy. Only the fear of what this man, this Master Robert might do to her.
She was still standing and looking at herself in the mirror when the door opened
and in he walked. Molly's first thought was to grab a sheet and cover herself
but immediately she decided against it. So many people had seen her naked now it
didn't matter and it might only anger this man, her new owner.
"Good, you're up," Robert said, "Is the pain bearable?" Molly nodded. "When I
ask a question Molly you answer, Yes Master or Yes Master Robert. Do you
understand?""
"Yes, Master Robert."
"Come and sit on the bed Molly, you and I need to have a little talk about what
is going to happen to you in the next few days. Molly winced as her tender arse
sat on the bed, Robert sat in a chair opposite.
"Molly I know you have been through a terrible ordeal and you must be very
fearful of what is going to happen to you now. What I am going to do to you. Let
me assure you, nothing as painful as last night but you must be on your best
behaviour. From what you have seen, you know this is an unusual cruise. The ship
has been hired by a group that is into painful sexual relationships which you
may have heard referred to as BDSM. On this cruise away from the prying eyes of
neighbours and with like minded fellow passengers, they want to let their
inhibitions go and be free to pursue their inclinations. Most of the passengers
are either Masters or slaves although a few switch roles. Apart from you, the
slaves have more or less volunteered to come and although the whippings they get
are painful, they get a sexual thrill from receiving them. This you might not
understand especially as your caning wasn't sexually orientated. It was only
partly to get information from you. The other part was to satisfy the sexual
urges of the more sadistic masters and mistresses who would not dare to go as
far with their own slaves. Are you with me so far?"
"Yes .....Master."
"I am not one of the more sadistic ones and provided you go along with your role
as a slave and satisfy me sexually, I shall not hurt you at least not badly
although I may have to spank you from time to time to keep up appearances but I
will certainly try to avoid that until your wounds have healed a little more. As
a slave though, you will have to do exactly as you are told, immediately you are
told to do it however embarrassing it might seem to you. Now in an hour's time
you will accompany me to the dining room and this is how I expect you to
behave." Robert went on the explain the Master / slave protocol.
In her cabin Brenda had just stepped out of the shower and was toweling herself
dry ready for dressing for dinner. Paul walked in. "Bren!" Brenda was ready to
rebuke him for the way he addressed her but before she could do so, Paul went
on, "Just had a email from H.Q. It just says 'Keep a special watchful eye on
Molly Sugden.'
"How'd they know about her?" Brenda wondered out loud.
"The only way I can think of is they have someone else on the boat."
"Yes, but who and why weren't we told? Molly is a very likely candidate for
abduction though. I think I will have to get you a silver collar so you get to
hear what others have to say. ... And perhaps I will get a real slave in
return." She laughed at Paul and threw a towel at him. "Dry my back Boy."
*****
"Stand up straight but keep your eyes down. Be proud of your stripes. Few other
slaves here would have taken that amount of punishment." To both their surprise
many of the diners already seated clapped and cheered as Robert lead Molly into
the room. For a few moments Molly did indeed feel proud but it soon went when
she had to kneel on the hard floor. Robert tied her leash to the table leg.
"Watch what the other slaves do. I shall feed you like that male slave on the
next table. No, don't look up. Another couple with a female slave asked if they
could join Robert at his table. "Certainly," Robert agreed. Their slave knelt on
the floor alongside Molly.
The couple John and Clarace proved good company and like many others in the
dining room, discussed the events of the previous evening. "Kitty here gets well
tanned at times but what the two German girls did was really a bit over the top.
I cried for the poor girl, but I see she is recovering."
"In appearance only, Clarace, the nurse has filled her with pain killing drugs."
"Good evening Sirs and Madame would you like to order now?" Robert recognised
Sadie from the episode at the gangplank.
"Yes, please Sadie. I'll have the steak please with all the trimmings and a
small portion for Mollie." Sadie took the orders from the others and returned a
few minutes later with the food.
"Are you free later Sadie? I would still like to spend a little time with you,"
Robert asked with a smile.
"I thought you had a pet now Sir."
"Well, yes I have but it will be a few days before she is able to provide the
comforts I like so I would be delighted to receive your company."
"I'll come to your cabin about 10.30 if that's okay."
"That should be fine. I have to take this one to the nurse before then for
another injection."
"You're a fast charmer," John remarked, "I tried to get our cabin stewardess to
spend a night with us but she didn't want to know and we aren't allowed for
force them."
Robert cut Molly's food and set in on the floor for her and gave her a fork.
He'd seen Brenda do it like that for Paul and thought it a good compromise. He
too disliked seeing slaves with food all over their faces or fingers. The slave
a few tables away was having to eat like a dog with her hands cuffed behind her
back and her face was an awful mess. Clarace agreed but as they had ordered
chili her slave had a spoon.
Part way through the meal a hushed silence fell over the room. Venta and Elsa
entered and made their way to Robert's table. "So our little spy gets to eat
with the rest of our company now does she?" Venta hissed the words. "It was such
a pity you didn't have a higher pain threshold you little bitch. It quite
spoiled our evening's entertainment. We would have liked to have finished by
hanging you upside down from the door gallows and then birching you tiny little
cunt from either side and then when it was nice and raw and bleeding, Hans could
have fucked you again."
"Go away, Venta," It was Clarace spoke loudly, "You are spoiling our meal. You
treated the poor girl shamefully yesterday." In the near silence every one
heard.
Venta said nothing but put her foot in Molly's food. "Now look what you've done
spy bitch," she exclaimed to a terrified and shaking Molly, "You had better get
your tongue to work cleaning that mess from my shoe."
Molly never expected an order like that and hesitated. "Do it Molly," Robert
ordered touching her tender backside with his toe. Molly started to lick. She
saw there was no choice. The cleaning was facilitated by tears flowing down her
cheeks.
Clarace had by now called Master Frederick over. "Master Frederick, we pay these
two women to perform for us, not to disturb our meal. Please have them removed
forthwith." Robert could tell who wore the trousers in that household.
Master Frederick looked at Robert who nodded and said, "I think for just one day
of slave training she had done good enough job on the shoe and I would
appreciate it if you asked them to sit elsewhere."
"Don't worry, we've made our point," Venta said as the pair walked off. Robert
wondered why Elsa never said anything. Molly just sat quietly sobbing and
shaking while the meal progressed. She shook her head when asked if she wanted
dessert and Robert had to remind her to answer in the correct manner. When
coffee came he told her to drink it but her hands shook and spilled some in the
saucer. Robert made her lap it up from there. He had to be seen to be making an
effort to train the new slave.
Sadie was waiting in his cabin when he returned with Molly. "I hope you didn't
mind, I let myself in. One of he perks of being a supervisor stewardess, I get a
master key." Sadie grinned.
Robert took Molly's collar and cuffs off and told her to take a shower and do
what she had to do in the bathroom. Turning to Sadie he invited her to have a
drink and the asked if she minded Molly being in the cabin with them. "I can put
a blanket down in the office room," Robert stated. It was then he noticed the
door was slightly ajar. He was certain he had closed it.
Sadie laughed again, "You forget, I'm Swedish and I have been on these cruises
before. I've tried many things including threesomes. I sleep with guests who
attract me. Someday I hope to meet a rich man who I may wish to marry but all
those so far have wanted to spank me or worse and most who come on these cruises
are older people. But sometimes like tonight, I just feel lonely in my own cabin
and feel the need for a man inside me."
"Aaaarrrgggghhhhh!" The water from the power shower hit Molly's already
tormented skin like a thousand knives.
"I think we should give you a gentle stand-up body wash," remarked Sadie as she
deftly turned the water off.
"Please miss, don't touch my skin," Molly pleaded.
"It's okay Molly, I'll be very gentle, and you do need a bit of a wash." Sadie
stripped off her clothing while she ran water into the bath tub. "You get your
clothes off too Robert, you shouldn't be the only one dressed and in any case I
want to see what I am going to be serviced with tonight." Sadie's laugh was
infectious and Robert had a wide grin on his face as he started to undress.
Both Robert and Sadie stood in the tub, Robert holding his slave steady while
Sadie very gently swabbed her back. Molly winced a few times but didn't cry out
again. They turned her round and Sadie washed her face and then worked down. The
breasts were in an awesome state. Livid weals and purple bruises, never-the-less
Sadie noticed the nipples harden as she carefully washed them and then couldn't
resist surprising Molly by softly suckling them. She stimulated the girl further
when she washed her genitals. They at least were not sore, the Gestapo girls
having left that area for later.
After patting her dry, they laid her on one side of the bed. "You can watch if
you wish, Molly," Sadie said, "I won't mind."
"No," Robert countermanded, "You WILL watch Molly. Watch and learn. It will be
your turn to perform for me soon."
For a while Sadie and Robert just lay kissing and fondling each other until
Sadie requested Robert to lie on his back with his head towards the foot of the
bed. Straddling him, Sadie lowered her cunt on to his face and then took his
cock into her mouth and began to suck and massage the hard rod.. This was only
inches from Molly's face.
"Some men, Molly, like to shoot their load right into a woman's mouth, others
like to pull out and spurt all over the woman's face. As that is messy and I am
not a slave, I am going to swallow his cum." Molly looked disgusted although she
had heard of it being done. Seeing this Sadie added, "Don't worry Molly, there
isn't much taste and it is not painful. It certainly beats taking a spanking for
not swallowing." She continued with her sucking massage until it was obvious
Robert had come. Waiting a few moments for all his ejaculate to finish, she
opened her mouth so Molly could see the whiteness inside then before the girl
realised what was going to happen, leaned over and gave her an open mouth kiss.
Sadie's tongue entered her mouth and Molly could taste some of her master's
juices as they were transferred from one mouth to the other. Had not Sadie held
her head she might have tried to pull away but after the initial shock, Molly
began to enjoy the kissing and was a little disappointed when Sadie pulled away.
"The taste wasn't bad was it Molly? It wouldn't have been worth risking a
spanking to refuse now would it?" Molly reluctantly had to agree.
"You probably know that once a man has shot his load, his cock takes a little
while to recover. I still haven't orgasmed so I think we will have a little
drink, play a little more until I can get him hard again and then this cock is
going inside me. You are going to satisfy me aren't you Robert?"
"Of course I am dear. Perhaps my cock will do what my tongue couldn't." Half an
hour later, Robert's cock was pounding Sadie's cunt until she climaxed a minute
or so before him. Eventually it was all over and they sat at the head of the bed
with another glass of wine. Sadie looked down at Molly's face and turning to
Robert she asked, "May I make use of your slave?" On receiving the affirmative,
she placed her legs either side of Molly's head and ordered her to clean her
slit. Molly hesitated until she saw Robert's raised hand and then began to lick
the Swedish woman's cunt. Sadie made her continue until she climaxed a second
time.
"Move over Sadie, I need cleaning too," Robert ordered. Molly was past caring
about the taste and obediently put the flaccid prick in her mouth and licked it
clean. She now felt so tired she couldn't keep her eyes open any longer.
Reaction to the whipping and drugs was setting in again and her mind was
blotting out the horrors.
Sadie and Robert sat alongside the sleeping girl and talked quietly for a time
until nearly midnight when Sadie dressed. Before she left she kissed him and
whispered in his ear, "Thank you Charles, that was great." Immediately she was
gone.
Alarm bells rang in Robert's mind. Did she call him by his real name by
accident? Did she know he was an investigator? Would she turn him in to the
Captain? The tour organiser? It was a long time before he fell into an uneasy
sleep.
In the morning when he decided to email H.Q. he noticed his laptop was not in
quite the same position as he had left it.
