My Voyage of Submission Ch. 03

Buck started sucking and managed getting another inch or two lower. Then he backed off and nibbled on Chaney's balls, returning to his cock when his sack was wet.

"Buck, Chaney's tensing regularly now. Means he's pretty close. If you cup his sack again, you'll feel them start to move when he's getting really close to cumming. They'll almost want to jump out of your hand. That's your warning signal you're about to take a mouth of goo. Gives you a moment to prepare so you're not surprised and choke on his cum. When he cums, hold as much in your mouth as you can and show it to all of us. Give us a nice show, Buck. I'm depending on you."

Mickey was close too. His cock was a piston pumping back and forth. Everyone was holding their breath, waiting for the fireworks.

Chaney groaned. "Oh, fuck, I'm cumming."

So was Mickey. He'd frozen in my cunt and was pumping a flood of cum into me. It was the counterpoint to Chaney. We could see his cock flexing. Buck only had half in his mouth, so Chaney's balls and base were easily visible. With each flex, his cock swelled and his nuts lifted. Buck grimaced, but tried to avoid swallowing. Eventually, Chaney's pulsing stopped and Buck pulled off his dick and showed everyone the thick cream coating his tongue. Everyone started clapping, the women most of all.

When Buck aimed his mouth at me, I kissed him, taking half of the load for him, surprising hell out of him. He quickly returned my kiss and after a half minute of tongue tag, I dropped down to my knees and pulled his cock out. It was hard too, though I might have been the only one to notice I was sucking him so quick. I gave him a better blow job than he gave Chaney and it surprised him I was blowing him at all, but he didn't stop. Someone started licking Mickey's cum from my frothy cunt, and I didn't know who, but I was grateful as I got another orgasm out of the deal.

Buck eventually emptied his balls in my voracious mouth and I sucked it all down. I lifted off his dick as he began shrinking.

"What was that for?" Buck asked as I tucked his cock away.

"For being a good sport about losing your bet and putting on a good show for all the women. I know you didn't want to do it, but you didn't renege on your word and it takes a real man to do what you did."

"Yeah, way to suck it up, Buck," Ethan said. "That was real manly."

"Ignore him Buck. For being such a gracious loser," I said, "I'll try to arrange with Master for a nice double dicking like you wanted. I can't promise you a whole night; but I'm sure you can have a couple good hours."

"Hey, Buck, if you can lick cunt as well as you sucked dick, I'll see you in my quarters at eight tonight," Roberta said. "Don't listen to those douche wads. I think you were a stand up guy for following through on a bet."

"If you don't mind sharing, Roberta," Jìngyi said, "I think I'll join you."

"Not at all. Think you can handle both of us, Buck?"

"Damn, I sure hope so."

"What the fuck!" Ethan said. "He sucks a cock and now all the women love him?"

"If he'd been gay," I said, "sucking cock wouldn't have been a big deal. Sucking cock when he wasn't, made him a man. You should remember that."

"I can't figure you out," Ethan said.

I smiled at him as the party started to break up. I stood up and turned around. Belle was kneeling behind me.

"Was it you who cleaned me off, Belle?"

"Yes, Miss."

I pulled her up and gave her a hug and a kiss. "Thank you," I whispered. "I'll see you're rewarded as well." She smiled.

Oliva said, "That was so hot."

"Hopefully, you'll see hotter before you go home, Mrs. Kline."

"Me too."

"Mistress Lynn, may I speak to you a moment?" I asked before she left.

"Of course, dear."

"Manuel won employee of the month and I owe him six hours of sex. Master is a little sad he has to give me up for six hours. Considering our schedule the next few days, he feels the only way to give him six hours is if I spend the night."

"Manuel," Lynn asked, "would you prefer to fuck Beth for six hours tonight all by your lonesome or would you like to fuck her for three hours right now with your fiancée?"

"You would allow me that honor?" Manuel asked.

Lynn patted his cheek. "You've been a good boy. I think you should be rewarded."

"Three hours right now, Mistress."

"Three hours only. If your dick is in any cunt after three hours, you'll be punished. I'm giving you five minutes to get started, then setting a timer. I'll come into the room when the timer goes off. There better not be anything going on but clean up so you don't mess the bed."

"Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress."

He grabbed my hand and Sherry's and dragged us to his quarters. His cock was in Sherry in three seconds. I was licking his balls and her cunt. Manuel had no reason to regret giving up three of his hours by the time Sherry and I were finished with him.

******

During one of the breaks we had to take so he could recharge, while Sherry was sucking him to get him hard again and I stroked her pussy, Manuel asked, "Did you mean what you said about Buck?"

"When I said what about Buck? I said a lot of things and I believe I meant them all."

"That he was a real man for not backing off after losing the bet?"

"Absolutely. He wanted to be fucked in the ass more than he wanted to suck cock. He was ready to die when Chaney said he'd take a cock sucking. It took courage to do what he did knowing how much he hated it."

"You don't look down on him for doing it?"

"I'd have looked down on him for backing out. I'm a sex slave and have to suck cocks and lick cunts. Neither one of them is particularly offensive to me. I'd never had sex with a woman before deciding to do this and the first time I did, I was in the private room of a restaurant with five other people watching me. I didn't have a clue what I was doing, but I did it anyway. Truth be told, it aroused me to do it. I suppose it's when I truly began to realize submission was something I didn't just want to study, it's what I was."

Sherry started to cum and I inserted two fingers into her cunt and let her ride it out. As far as I could tell, she never lost a moment's focus on Manuel's cock. She was such a good slave.

"In a way, I think the way men look at sex with other men is kind of silly. Partly, it's because I don't have the same distaste for going down on women. If we do it and no one raises a stink, why do men care so much? The women didn't seem to care that much. No one thought Buck was gay for sucking Chaney's cock. I was brutally honest about one other thing. I know if a man could, he'd suck his own dick; wouldn't you?"

"Yes," he laughed. "If only it was long enough. I bet I could give myself the world's best blowjob."

"And you'd be in the majority, yet sucking some other man's cock is oh, so horrible. Where's the fucking logic in that? I mean, if it was so nasty and disgusting, would Sherry be enthusiastically sucking your cock now? How often has she swallowed your cum or your cum and Mistress Lynn's." Sherry wiggled her ass and I patted it. "It's an element of her love for you and her submission to her Mistress. Have we died from it?" He shook his head.

Sherry's efforts were becoming rewarded. Manuel's shaft was regaining some steel.

"Have you sucked your cum out of Sherry and your Mistress?"

"Yes."

"Have you sucked Björn's cum out of your Mistress?"

"Yes."

"Was it any different in the long run? It all pretty much tasted the same, didn't it."

"Pretty much."

"And the only difference between sucking and licking his cum out of your Mistress and taking it from the source would be what?"

"Sucking his cock."

"And it would be fresher, too," I said, "not as stale?"

Manuel laughed.

"Sherry, you know your fiancé. Is he gay? Does he prefer cocks to cunts?"

She stopped sucking him, but kept stroking him with her hand. "Not at all."

"If he sucked a cock tomorrow, would that change your mind? Would you think he was gay then?"

"Not at all. I think it would be kind of exciting to watch him suck a cock."

"If your fiancé doesn't care, why should it make any difference to you if the entire rest of the world cares? I would think her opinion is the only one that mattered." We had a winner. "Manuel looks hard enough to fuck now. Would you mind if he fucked me while we sixty-nined?"

"Not at all, Beth."

"Then I'm on top."

It wasn't long before I felt him penetrate me, spearing hard as Sherry nibbled on my lady bits. I took a brief trip around the moon.

******

When Mistress Lynn came through the door, no cocks were in any cunts. We weren't even cleaning anymore, though Manuel's cock still had a glistening layer of saliva on it. He still had somewhat of an erection; half of one anyway.

"Didn't you fuck the poor boy?" Lynn asked.

"He was well fucked, Mistress. We thought we should leave a little for you in case you were interested. I didn't want to totally wear him out."

Lynn gripped his cock and it stirred.

"I expected a limp noodle by this time. I'm impressed. Did everyone have a good time?"

All three of us answered, "Yes, Mistress." "A very good time, Mistress," Manuel added, his cock growing, him grinning.

"Thanks for leaving something for me, Beth. I'll see you tonight at dinner."

"Yes, Mistress."

******

Fatima was sitting with Professor and Mrs. Kline at one of the tables in the mess. Fatima was naked again. Oliva was topless. I loved her breasts; on the smaller side but still firm with big nipples like mine. I got some food and sat with them to check on Fatima's progress.

"Good afternoon all. How have your days been going. Does Fatima seem to be progressing?"

"I've been sunning myself by the upper spa after having a massage this morning. Roberta is a treasure, is she not?" Oliva said.

"She's very good. The Special Forces types love her. They've taken a lot of injuries over the years and she does excellent work. She's also taken some chiropractic classes so she can do some minor alignments and adjustments."

"Fatima seems to be coming along fine," Herman said. "I really do feel she would benefit from long term counseling, but Fatima is reluctant to leave the ship. I did invite her to stay in your apartment in Gainesville while I treated her, but she doesn't want to go."

"Is it because you'd wish to have a different counselor, Fatima?" I asked. "It doesn't have to be Dr. Kline. Master would get another one for you if you wished it; perhaps a woman who specialized in cases like yours?"

"No, it's not Dr. Kline. He's fine and been very helpful. I'm fearful that someone who might recognize the meaning of my brand might see it and take me again. This is the first place I've felt safe for a long time. No matter how it occurred, I'm now more comfortable naked than with clothing, yet there is no way I can go nude anywhere off this ship. I realize I might learn to accept clothing again, but I will always be terrified to shed them in front of anyone else. Even if I'm finally allowed to have sex again, I'm not sure I'd feel comfortable removing my clothes and letting anyone see my brand knowing they might know and recognize what it means and retake me."

I put my hand over hers. "I'm so sorry, Fatima. I'll ask if they've made any determination as to whether your brand can be surgically repaired. But even if you stayed on board, this voyage only lasts a year. At some point, it will end and everyone goes somewhere else until the next voyage. I don't know if they leave people on it when it it's docked in between voyages.

"Since it hasn't been conclusively proved your parents are dead, it's possible they'll still be found. You may wish to live with them if they are. That will require you to leave the ship as well. You've started self defense classes with Edgar. He'll teach you how to protect yourself in the event someone else should attempt to enslave you again."

"If my parents are found, I'll face that bridge when I reach it. I do appreciate Edgar's training, but the thought of leaving the safety of the ship is more than I can bear right now."

"All the more reason counseling would help you, Fatima," Herman said. "Granted most of my patients deal with imaginary fears and yours are based on reality, you still have to learn to function in the world. You can't hide on this ship your entire life."

"I can hide on this ship as long as Joshua lets me. For now, that's most of the next year. If I can't stay aboard after that, I'll face it then. Until then, I have no desire to leave and the very thought of leaving terrifies me."

I squeezed her hand. "We'll think of something," I said. "I never want you to feel unsafe again." She squeezed me back smiling her beautiful smile. I never again wanted her to lose that smile.

"Professor, are you going to observe this afternoon's business meeting to see how Master uses me for them?" I asked.

"Definitely," he said. "Does he make you have sex with them?"

"I'm not made to have sex with anyone, Herman. I choose to have sex with them. I have been used that way in the past, but to protect Miranda, we no longer have sex with them. In fact, Master can't be seen to have sex slaves by outside parties anymore. That the husband of a Congresswoman would be keeping a sex slave would have negative implications for her. As far as anyone off this ship is concerned, I'm Hannah's submissive and Joshua indulges his Personal Assistant keeping submissives. I will be hers this afternoon. She will have control of me and the only people I'll have sex with is whichever other submissive attends the meeting with me. Today, that is Belle. Many other times, we don't have sex at all, but are made to orgasm in front of them. Climaxing naked slaves are very distracting to people."

"Would you have an objection to my watching, Beth?" Oliva asked.

"I don't, but it's not my decision. Master will decide who else will be there. He usually wants to keep the people limited to those involved, a couple naked slaves, and a bartender/bodyguard. Francesca and Herman will already be there. Whether he will accept another is entirely up to him."

"What if I served as another naked slave?" Oliva asked. "If I wasn't required to have sex with anyone and only had to suffer through a few public orgasms, I could do that."

"Oliva!" Herman said, "What are you thinking? Where is this coming from?"

I knew where it was coming from.

"Come on, Herman. The primary reason we came, even more than my desire to see family I haven't seen in years, was to try to understand why Beth was doing this, and willing to become Joshua's sex slave for life. You've seen a little of why Joshua wants to do it, but you can't see why Beth wants to do it. I'm the only one who might understand why she's intrigued by this lifestyle. If I'm not required to have sex with anyone, who is it harming if I experience a little of what she does."

"You're a wife and mother!" he protested.

"And Lynn was a wife and is a mother and she has two slaves, but we already understand the Dominant point of view. Angelique is a wife. As Joshua said, who wouldn't want a naked slave squirming in their lap." Reminding Herman of his having this squirming slave in his last night. "This is the other point of view. Why would anyone want to be the squirming slave over anyone's lap? Let me experience some of it and perhaps I can explain it to you in a way you understand."

"No, I forbid it!"

"You forbid it! What am I - your slave, for you to forbid me from doing this? Do you want to spank me now? Should I take off my clothes so you can spank my naked ass?"

She stood up and tugged down her bikini bottoms, baring herself to the other crew in the mess. Oh, my. Ten pairs of eyes were staring at her, unblinking.

"Please, Oliva, not in public," Herman protested.

"You want to spank my naked ass in our quarters, is that it, Herman? Don't want to admit you're ordering me around like a fucking slave?"

"No! I don't want to spank you anywhere. I just feel this is a discussion best held in private. We don't need to air our dirty laundry here."

"Fine," she said, pulling up her bottoms, "grab your food and we'll speak privately, but you'd better have a damn good reason why I can't do this."

She grabbed her food and left, hastily followed by Professor Kline, holding his.

"What's going on?" Fatima asked.

"Marital squabble," I said, "not our business." I took another bite, smiling.

Oliva was starting to push some buttons. I had no doubt she'd be standing naked during Master's business meeting unless Master himself prohibited it.

******

"My wife was hoping she could attend your business meeting, Joshua. We're trying to understand Beth's desire to be a sex slave and she'd like to see this from Beth's perspective. Beth has said you're not requiring her to have sex with the attendees anymore, and she might not even be required to have sex with the other slaves under certain circumstances. She did say they'd be naked and might be required to orgasm publicly as a distraction to the business being conducted. If that's all you intend for Beth to do, Oliva would like to join you."

Master looked over Herman's shoulder to where I was standing. I gave an imperceptible nod to his unspoken query.

"I can't promise Beth won't be be required to have sex with Belle. Francesca wants Belle to experience public sex in front of others not from this ship. Fucking in front of other people on the ship no longer has the same emotional impact for Belle. I would promise not to use Oliva in such a way, but are you sure you want to do this? I can tell you Beth is like a catalyst. If someone has a submissive or Dominant bone in their body, Beth seems to draw it out of them. This is the first voyage I've ever taken like this, but I directly attribute Beth's influence for the submission of Angelique, Sherry, Manuel, Miranda, Miranda's sister, LuAnn, the resubmission of a woman named Simone, and the Dominance of Hannah, Lynn, Francesca, Simone's husband, Henri and daughter, Liza. If Oliva is the least bit submissive, you might find you have a submissive on your hands. You've seen Pierre ask for a Mistress and Fatima to ask about Dominating Pierre. They may end up being two more who've been influenced by her. I've never had a single incident of anything like this before."

"Nonsense. Oliva has never shown the slightest interest in submission before. She's a wife and mother." Except for a little incident before she was married. "Oliva just wants to know, as I do, what drives Beth to do what she does. Neither of us can really understand her motivations for wanting to do this."

"The motivations are many and complex," Master said, "and might be different for different people. Might I ask who suggested Oliva participate?"

"Oliva, of course, I would never ask my wife to do such a thing."

"No, of course not," Master said, looking at Oliva. "I can certainly understand why you wouldn't ask her to strip naked and undergo public orgasms in front of strangers." He paused. "Very well. She can join the meeting. She won't be used for any public sex, but she will be naked and be called upon to serve drinks to the participants. The people coming will be warned not to touch the slaves, but don't be surprised if she receives a pat or two on the ass.

"Belle, instead of wearing a Lush, we'll give that to Mrs. Kline. You'll wear a Slave Trainer instead."

Belle looked as though she might protest, but caught herself in time. "Yes, sir."

"You won't be denied orgasms the whole time," Master said, smiling, catching the hesitation. "It will give us an excuse to have Beth lick you later in the meeting. Mrs. Kline, you'll need to strip off your clothes. We'll put them behind the bar so you can put them on right after the meeting. You'll need to put this device inside your vagina. It's called a Lush and it's the method by which you'll be made to orgasm." He handed her a pink one. "You push the button on the end of the tail to turn it on, at which point it can be controlled with a phone app. Hannah will give your husband her phone so that he can control your orgasms. I don't want to take responsibility for making you cum. You must ask Hannah's permission each time you orgasm. Be sure you call Hannah Mistress. She will be your Mistress for the purpose of this meeting. She will give you permission. The purpose of the naked slaves is to distract the other participants. When distracted, they tend to make poor business decisions which are to my benefit. I won't rob them, but I'll do better than I might otherwise. Because we want them distracted, we want you to squirm and make loud noises when you orgasm. It adds to the distraction. Obey any orders she gives you. Any questions?"