My Voyage of Submission Ch. 13

"The strange thing is, all the other orgasms I've had since, have also been special, more than I'm used to."

"Ah, what you're describing is 'slave heat'. Your body preparing itself for sex at any time. Being wet and ready to fuck at a moments notice. You'll find your sex enjoyment increasing even as your Mistress takes control. Knowing your pleasure will now depend on her, increases the pleasure when she allows you to cum, but expect her to withhold permission, just so you can be punished. You'll be ordered not to cum, but you'll cum anyway because you have no choice, and the orgasm will be so powerful because you tried to obey and you denied yourself so long, when it finally happens, kaboom. And you'll be punished because you didn't obey, and you'll enjoy that too."

"Mistress said she'd whip my breasts and cunt. Have yours been whipped?"

"Frequently; well not frequently like every day, but perhaps once a week or so. It's never as bad as you think it's going to be. Realistically, your Dominant doesn't want to hurt you."

"Even mine? I was pretty bitchy to her. Always have been. Maybe I recognized her resistance, and wanted to break her, make her the same frigid bitch I'd become. Do this, don't do that, toe the line, don't rock the boat, follow the rules. I made us both miserable, constantly fighting and clawing. I suppose I'll get my comeuppance now."

"You might face a bit of a hard time at first, but you're still her mother, and I think she knew you had her best interests at heart."

"I'm not sure I did. I mean she's right, 'Bernard' was a dullard and dim witted rich boy. Mistress was always so adventurous and outgoing and into causes. Bernard would have stifled her and I knew it. She would have become a pale imitation of what she was and I knew that too. She would have become like me."

"The old you, not the new you. The new you will be totally different from the old you because your Mistress will insist and you will obey. Oh, look, Ateefah is fucking James. Amazing. I guess she overcame her fear of the size of his cock. I'm so happy for her. I hope her future life is not as bad as the last year has been. I hope they all find some happiness."

She was riding him, and apparently had no trouble taking all of him. Of course, his cock was nowhere close to the size of the baby that would be pushing its way out in seven or so months. Our commiseration was interrupted.

"Slaves," Johanna called. "Your presence is commanded, both of you."

Leo and Johanna were lying side by side, both breathing heavily. Leo's cock was limp and coated with cum. The creampie Master left in me was nothing to the one leaking out of Johanna. Three full loads without being cleaned up in between; cum was leaking everywhere.

"Mother, clean Leo up so he can get dressed. Beth, since my mother can't lick my cunt, you'll have to do it, and I wouldn't mind a couple more orgasms while you're about it, either."

"Yes, Miss, right away."

She spread her legs a little wider, causing more to seep out. I used wide swipes of my tongue to get most of her pubic area cleaned up, then went digging, sliding my tongue inside her puffy, well used, pussy to get more, sucking to get it out. When I felt she wouldn't leak much anymore, I gave her the other thing she'd been seeking, more pleasure.

Leo was a little easier to clean up because more cum wasn't dribbling out the top of his prick and Marian wasn't trying to get him erect or off anymore. Clean him up and he could get dressed. When they were finished, they both watched me working on Johanna. Each of the two orgasms I gave Johanna caused her vaginal muscles to contract, so I was graced with more of Leo's cum as well as hers. My face was a mess afterward. When I stopped, I noticed Leo's cock had swelled some. Watching two women have sex must be as arousing to him as it was to Master. I helped Mistress dress and we checked on the others from a distance.

Hibbah was lying on top of Jake and they were smooching. Her cunt didn't look too bad, so maybe Jake was good enough to clean up after himself after he climaxed, at least the first time or two. I didn't know how many times they might have fucked. Henderson was leaning up against a bulkhead, holding Maahnoor in his arms. One of his hands was stroking her arm and he'd occasionally kiss the top of her head. They looked like a regular couple almost. James was still fucking Ateefah, but their positions had changed. She was on her back and her legs were wrapped around his waist. He was doing a nice slow pumping, and Ateefah was loving it. She was cumming rather frequently.

We waited until they finished, then Mistress sent me to clean up Ateefah and Marian to clean up James.

I didn't know how she'd take it, so I asked politely, "Ateefah, would you like me to clean around your pussy so it's not so messy?"

"Please, yes."

I think she thought I was going to use a towel or something, because she was somewhat stunned when I went between her legs and started licking. Only the fact I'd done it before probably kept her from pulling away. She was even more startled to see Marian sucking James' cock. Perhaps she was thinking of him as her boyfriend now. Perhaps their having sex together had created a claim on him in her mind. She looked somewhat angrily at Marian.

"It's the job of a slave such as myself or Marian to see that bed linens don't become too soiled from sex," I explained. "She's not interested in sex with James. Marian is only obeying her Mistress to clean up for you, as am I. It means nothing to her or to James, no different than wiping himself off with a towel. May I ask if you had a good time? He wasn't as big as you first thought?"

She relaxed a little and giggled. She whispered, "He never lose his hardness, his 'tameer'."

"His erection."

"Yes, erect-shun." She held her hand up like she was encircling his cock. "Big, feel good."

"I'm so happy for you. Does this mean you would want to do it again?"

"Every day. I do again. Much different from owner. Very nice, much gentle, many 'orgasmos'. Much pleasure."

"Would you enjoy sex with other men?"

"No, me want sex with James. He nice, good man."

"James may not want to settle down. He might want sex with other women as well."

"What woman?"

"Any woman. I did not arrange tonight as a possible marriage. I wanted to find out if you could have sex with a man again, not just me or another woman. So if you found another man to be with, you would know it was possible to enjoy sex with one. You could marry if you found the right man."

"I find right man. I find James. He right man."

Oh, shit! What had I done?

"Ateefah, I don't know if James is ready to get married to a woman carrying another man's child. Even if you weren't carrying a child, I don't know if he wants to get married. He likes you, he wanted to help you, see if you could have sex with a man again, but for him, I think that's all it was. I didn't know you thought this was anything more than a test to see if you were okay to have sex again, not be scared of men anymore."

"So we have sex, and it is done. He is over with me?"

"Maybe. Perhaps. I mean, he'd probably enjoy doing it again if you wanted to, but for pleasure, not to make a home, make a family. I'm sorry if you believed this was more."

"Any man on ship want home, want family?"

"I don't know, Ateefah. I haven't asked anyone if they're interested in a home or family."

"James ask questions about me, grow up, family, religion, parents. He not care?"

"I don't know. I told him he should get to know you if he had interest in you, if he wanted to know more about you. You're so different. Your lives are so divergent. You've been through so much and we don't even know how it will affect you."

"It not affect me so much I don't want husband, father for child. I not fuck any man for pleasure."

Ateefah stood up, put on her clothes, walked over to James and slapped his face, then she left, marching off, stiff backed. She ignored James when he called out. The others all got up, hearing the slap, watching her walk away. They looked at James like he was the devil.

"Ateefah, wait! What did I do? Did I hurt you? What's wrong?"

He turned to me after she ignored him. "Beth, what did I do?"

"You didn't do anything wrong, James. It's my fault. I believe Ateefah thought I was a matchmaker putting you two together for a marriage. She enjoyed herself so much she wanted to make a family with you. I didn't explain it right. Shit! I wonder if the others are thinking the same thing." I called out, "Hibbah, Maahnoor, can I please speak to you a moment?"

They slowly approached, giving James the evil eye.

"James hurt Ateefah?" Maahnoor asked.

"No. James was good to Ateefah. I believe I made a mistake because of our different cultures. Hibbah, do you think I put you with Jake as a marriage prospect?"

"No, were you?"

"No, it was to see if you could have sex with men again. If you could enjoy sex with them instead of women, especially if it was just a man and not both a man and woman together. Maahnoor, did you think I put you and Henderson together for marriage?"

"Would like if Hen-der-son marry Maahnoor, but I know you giving sex to Maahnoor before go home to family. I tell you I want sex and you have sex with me, offer sex with man. I choose Hen-der-son."

"Ateefah thought James would marry her if they had sex together. That's why she's angry. She said she doesn't fuck for pleasure."

"Most woman not. I only want pleasure, because know I not have again. I know man no marry me. I alone now. Have baby, no one want. Ateefah have baby too. She young, scared, afraid of family. She hope for husband before she meet family again. Maybe hope too much. I talk. Maybe not so angry. I sorry she angry, James, if you not hurt her. Scary time."

"Would her family hurt her if she goes back to them pregnant?" James asked.

"Maybe. She not know. Cousin stoned, but she not slave. Have baby. Ateefah slave, maybe different."

"Can't she live somewhere else, stay somewhere else?"

"Where she stay? Pregnant girl, no family."

Marian said, "She could stay with us. You could stay with us if your family won't accept you. Our children have moved out except for Johanna. We have extra rooms and money enough."

"You want servants?"

"Not servants, friends."

"You not know me."

"No, I don't. But you seem like a nice young woman, and I can get to know you. It might be fun having babies in the house again."

Johanna heard her mother's comment, coming up to see what the fuss was about after bidding Leo goodbye. The others were also drifting over, not too aggressively as the women were still naked.

"Mother, that's one of the kindest and most generous offers I've ever heard you make. Be careful or I might think you're human."

"I suppose I deserve that, Mistress. I'll try to do better."

"We still don't know if we can get them into the country, Miss," I said. "They have no paperwork."

"Let's hope Representative Ward is as good at manipulating politicians as she is at managing other things," Johanna said, smiling.

"Thanks, James, for what you did. You did exactly what I wanted you to and you did it so well Ateefah considers you husband material. I'm sorry I screwed it up. You too, Henderson, Jake. I'm proud of how well you did. The women all seemed to enjoy your services a great deal. I just wish it hadn't ended on a bad note."

"We'll take care of straightening up the place," Jake said. "I'm sure you have other things to do."

"As a matter of fact, I'm teaching Marian how to lick cunt like a lesbian. Thanks for the offer."

All the men laughed, even James, who'd otherwise been rather quiet and thoughtful.

******

Marian, Hibbah and I followed Johanna back to their room. Johanna and Hibbah were the only ones wearing clothes. Hibbah eyed Ben cautiously as he was naked, lying on his bed.

"Put on a robe at least, Father. We have a guest. Beth is going to need that bed for her training instruction. Go sit in a chair."

Ben got up, put on a robe and sat down in one of the chairs in their cabin, his cock already stirring.

"Mother, Beth is going to demonstrate how she made you scream on Hibbah. After she's shown you, you will practice on Hibbah until Hibbah is satisfied with your skills. After which they will join me in my bed for the night while you let Daddy use one of your slave holes for relief. I'm sure he'll need it by then."

"I not want father to watch," Hibbah said.

"You're right, Hibbah, you should have some privacy. Daddy, go up to the top deck spa and hang out there until I send mother for you."

Ben dutifully left, wearing only his robe. I guess he was going skinny dipping tonight. Hibbah undressed and I got into the other bed with her. I explained that what I would do was much like what I'd taught Marian about cock sucking, and pay attention to all the cues her body gave out. After my explanation, I took a good quarter hour to make Hibbah cum, in the process, extracting much of the last bit of cum Jake had left in her. Hibbah was biting on a pillow to stifle herself. I waited until her tremors eased before pulling my face out of her cunt.

"Hibbah will be very sensitive now, Marian, and easy to make climax, but don't start right away. Let her arousal wane and start from a lower plateau for training purposes."

"You don't need to let my arousal wane, Beth. I'm waned as hell," Johanna said. "I need to cum again."

"Yes, Miss."

I joined her on her bed, crawling between her legs. Marian waited, watching me again until I gave Johanna her first orgasm before joining Hibbah on the bed and putting my training into practice. Johanna and I paused to watch, seeing how well she did. She didn't make Hibbah scream, but her hair was clutched tightly in Hibbah's hands and her face rubbed in her cunt as Hibbah orgasmed, moaning loudly. Johanna brought her off three more times in rather rapid succession before Hibbah stopped her, claiming she needed a rest.

"Jo-hon-na mother much better than dinner. Learn good. She lick Hibbah any time she want. I go now. Late, need sleep."

"Thank you, Hibbah, for letting Mother practice. Good night and sweet dreams," Johanna said.

"Sweet dream, you both." Hibbah left.

"Practice on Beth now, Mother. She's earned an orgasm from me. You are to provide them. Make it three, as good as you can do."

Finally. I rejoined Marian and she gave me three damn good orgasms. I asked for permission to cum even though I didn't need to.

"Why are you asking, Beth. I told you it wasn't necessary anymore."

"Getting out of the habit may be hazardous to my ass, Miss."

She laughed. "Right. Good point. Come over here. Mother, get Daddy."

We were in a sixty-nine when Marian returned, Johanna in the dominant position on top. We didn't stop when they entered to room and lacking further direction, they stood there, watching. We kept going through two orgasms apiece before we broke apart, panting.

"Mother, I think it's time for your first double dicking. Beth, get that vibrating strapless you brought here earlier. You get Mother's cunt. Daddy, you get the lube, you're fucking Mother's ass. Oh, and Mother, you don't have my permission to cum. You can expect your first punishment tomorrow in front of the crew. Ten swats for each time you cum. It will be quite a few, I promise."

I was already up before she got to the end of her instructions, getting the strapless and inserting it in my cunt. I got down on the other bed and Johanna made her mother mount me. I turned on the vibrator and she immediately began to move, fucking herself. Ben lubed up her bottom and filled it quickly, causing her to squeal with the suddenness of his invasion. The pain didn't linger long.

She earned sixty swats before Ben climaxed in her bottom. She also didn't resist or pull away as I kissed her throughout her two pronged fucking. She was exhausted when we were finished. Johanna called me back to her bed with the strapless while Ben cleaned up after us, not even needing to be told. Johanna and I fucked for another thirty minutes before we turned out the light.

******

"Good morning, Beth," Johanna said, stretching. "Please put your talented tongue to work one last time. Daddy, you may fuck Mother's mouth."

"One last time, Miss?" I asked, curiously wondering what she'd' be doing the next day.

"Yes. Since I have my own full time slave now, I should return you to your Master. When you're done, I'll take your collar and give it to Mother."

"Who's her Master, Mistress?" Marian asked.

"Joshua."

"Joshua! He's married!"

"So are you and it hasn't slowed you down in the slightest, Mother. How many cunts have you licked and cocks have you sucked since noon yesterday. The only thing you haven't done is fuck a new cock, and we'll be taking care of that at morning Muster, courtesy of the crew."

"But he's married to Representative Ward!"

"I did tell you I knew submissive politicians, Marian," I said. "She's my sister slave."

Marian was speechless, and nearly breathless, which didn't help her when Ben thrust his thick erection halfway down her throat.

I got busy and gave Johanna four more orgasms, the last one for the road. She was gracious enough to lick her cum from my face afterward, along with a little friendly kissing and petting. Ben finally calmed down from his throat fucking and let Marian finish him off with a little finesse, groaning throatily as she vacuumed the cum from his sack. When it was over, Johanna removed the collar from my neck and told me to let my Master fuck me again. I ran to his cabin and threw myself onto his bed, sucking him erect before he was even half awake. I mounted him and he was kind enough to permit me to orgasm every time I needed to cum, which was often.

When I went to breakfast, I was wearing his collar again. Not only that, all the other submissives were naked and wearing their collars. Apparently, we no longer needed to worry about what the Hofflers might think, because Marian was right there with us. She wasn't sitting on her daughter's lap, but she was being fed, kneeling on the deck beside her. Stranger yet, so was her father, Ben, naked and in a cock and ball ring. What the hell had happened after I left their room?

They announced a punishment evolution. Johanna said, "That's for you two. Both of you cumming without permission. Since I haven't given anyone anything but a hand spanking yet, Lynn is going to help me this morning and punish the both of you as she has both female and male slaves. Mother, you're getting thirty with a paddle and thirty with a whip. Father, you're getting ten with a paddle and ten with a whip. You'll both be collared afterward. Mother, you'll lick Lynn to orgasm for punishing you. Father, licking a cunt is too easy for you. I'm thinking of something different."

We went up to the helo deck and a stock and St. Andrews cross had been set up. Marian was placed on the cross with her back facing out, and Ben in the stocks, bent over, legs spread.

Muster was taken and Master held two daily drawings, and the deferred weekly drawing. Al and Fred won the daily drawings and both men chose to use me in public, Al fucking my cunt, and Fred my ass, all while Marian and Ben waited for their punishment, allowing the wait to build tension. Fatima won the weekly drawing, Björn having entered her name. Master told her I'd come see her later. Johanna announced the punishment for the two slaves and that Lynn was performing the punishment. Johanna came and stood with Master and me to watch.

Lynn started with Marian, first giving her two orgasms with the handle of The Enforcer, which is what she chose to use as the paddle. It didn't take Marian long to cum. She was already a slave. Marian was told to keep the count and the spanking commenced with Marian squeaking with each stroke, her butt wriggling like jello. She didn't climax during her spanking, but climaxed immediately upon Lynn filling her cunt with the handle of The Enforcer again, so she'd been close.