There was an upper deck with three spas and a vast pool, which struck me as funny, all the water around us and a pool onboard. The rest of the ship was passageways filled with staterooms, which I was guessing only allowed entry if your stateroom was located down one of the long passages. I had tried to explore them too but my key card wouldn’t gain me access.
I walked around on the weather decks and scoped out possible fun spots I might be able to bring someone. I also kept an eye out for where the staff hung out; that way, when I wanted a private moment with a woman, I knew the places that were going to be busy. I looked at my watch, still only six thirty, people would be arriving soon, if not already lining up. I made my way starboard, the right side of the ship if you’re facing toward the front, and looked out over the rail. I was right, men and woman were already lining up, many with bags in hand and others leaving suitcases with crew members to have taken to their rooms.
I watched as people met in line. Damn, I should have thought of that, I could be meeting potential women now, getting the jump on some of the competition.
“Oh well Alex,” I mumbled to myself, “Early bird gets the worm, but it’s the second mouse that gets the cheese.”
I looked on for a bit then checked my watch again, seven on the dot, I smiled. Time for breakfast I thought, then changed my mind. If I waited till eight I bet I could make up for the time lost in line and meet a few women then, at least getting the jump on the passengers who would join us in Seattle and those who were late today. I pushed off the rail and headed back to my room. Maybe I’d hit one of the gyms.
I entered the room to find it empty, Ari had left, but she cleaned up and made the bed. I smiled to myself; she cleaned up. She may make a good sub, even though staff were off limits. I put my clothes away and organized my stuff, stowing it inside the built in cabinets that all clicked shut to prevent rough seas from making them open. I put on a body armor shirt and some gym shorts, changed into my gym socks and shoes then headed out.
I wasn’t a major gym rat, but I wasn’t one of those guys that went in and screwed around either. I used to practice Shōrin-ryū but it had been a few years, I had also gotten into another sport that involved padded weapons but that was a lot nerdier, still great cardio though. I wanted to take some of the cruises yoga classes, I bet yoga could be pretty interesting here. I stretched as I plotted, staying fit meant I had better stamina.
I looked in the gym mirror, I was lean and muscular but not so much that I looked like a steroid using gym rat with more muscle than brains. I was simply muscular, semi-toned, my skin slightly tanned but what always surprised me was the interlocking Celtic rose vines tattooed on my arms starting at my wrists and going halfway up past my elbow.
The vines had all kinds of hidden designs in them and a few other hidden things. I had gotten them tattooed years ago and grown so used to them that I didn’t notice them on a daily basis, so when I looked at myself in the mirror they always shocked me a little. I liked the way they looked, I had worried that they may look silly being rose vines. On the contrary when people saw them they thought bad ass, or so a few people have said. Not that many people saw them, I kept them covered most often.
I worked through a few light sets of curls and bench presses, moved onto pull ups. After a decent lift set I moved onto a light tread mill run. I didn’t like running much, it was boring, and so I tended to drift off into fantasy land when I did. Today was no different, I let my imagination run away. My thoughts had run so far I hadn’t realized there was two women looking in the window until a woman in a dark grey business outfit and long dark red curly hair passing by slapped her hand hard against the glass. My head jerked up and the woman kept on walking, smiling back at the other two and winking at me. They seemed embarrassed at first then burst into giggles.
Damn, I hated giggling. I smiled at all three and returned her wink. They were pretty despite their giggling though, with tight little bodies in their matching school girl outfits, too cliché for me. Although I thought, two for the price of one, then shook my head, no too much drama. Too much giggling, although I bet their cries and screams were decadent.
Now, the other woman had spunk and she was womanly, not girly. Her hair was amazing and that wickedly beautiful smile as she thwarted the girl’s fun time while they just stared had me thinking naughty thoughts. My gym shorts started to extend, I stopped running and toweled off and wiped the tread mill off. Giving the girls one last smile, I stepped out the door to a barrage of giggling.
“Girls,” I said nodding at them as I passed, headed back to my room to shower. They giggled more and went their own way.
The ship was definitely filling up. I had passed men and women just coming aboard looking for their rooms. I entered mine and showered quickly in case the hot water didn’t last long. Grabbing a pair of dark slacks and a tight grey shirt, I dressed and made my way to breakfast. Maybe if I was lucky the suit lady would show up. My waiter brought me my coffee, and I ordered a light breakfast, omelet with ham, cheese and tomatoes. I watched men and women enter, some couples, but no suit lady. The waiter came back refilled my coffee and left, he was pretty good. He figured out what I needed without having to ask and did his job, not a lot of small talk, I wasn’t a fan of small talk.
My food arrived and the waiter asked if I needed ketchup or hot sauce, I needed neither, and he left. I liked him, straight to the point and not a bother. Good tip coming his way. I did enjoy a waitress who flirted a little though, but as a waiter he was perfect. I finished my meal and drank two more cups, paid and left disappointed.
Returning to my room I found a paper slid under the door with the ships schedule, looked like a few comedians, a band and some regular day activities till we hit Seattle. Of course we had the Introduction Dinner. I smiled and decided to go listen to Cat’o’Nine Tails, an all-female BDSM rock band. I figured if they sounded terrible I could at least meet some women or crash the comedy act. I decided to walk about and chit chat out on the top deck. I took the elevator, not that I was lazy but the stairs were probably empty.
The elevator opened to a breezeway with a bar not far to the left and the pool a short distance out into the sun. I walked out casually and looked around taking in the sights and decided to head to the bar first. I ordered a Captain and Coke. Drink in hand I glanced at the clock almost eleven, underway in an hour. I walked out into the sun and instantly felt its rays begin to warm my skin, the pool was empty but the chairs around it had filled nicely with a buffet of bikinis. I smiled, maybe this cruise was going to be great. I sat for a little bit and casually enjoyed the ocean air. It was weird to me to be getting underway and I not having any work to do. I finished my drink and headed inside for a quick nap.
I was almost to my room when I spotted the suit lady. She was still wearing her dark grey suit top matched with a pin striped pencil skirt. She was leaning against the counter of the information desk, a seductive smile on her face as a nervous clerk reached for her key card. Her stockings accentuated her legs nicely, and her heels screamed sexy, but in a professional working woman kind of way. Her long dark ruby hair was done up now in a bun held firm with a black hair tie. Her milky white skin made her hair jump out, enriching its color.
The clerk handed back the card, he seemed to be apologizing a lot. I smiled as she looked up, winked at her and kept on walking. I couldn’t place her, sub or Domme she seemed dominant but her eyes begged to please. Maybe she was a flip like me. I could feel her watch as I walked by, and after twenty feet, I could hear her heels click clacking on the deck as she followed.
The click clacking pace quickened ever so slightly, so I slowed for her to catch up. As she came along my left side I smiled at her and she back. The ship jerked a bit, and a fog horn sounded, letting all those aboard, on the pier, and within a five-mile radius that the ship was underway. She stepped to the side and braced herself against the bulkhead.
“Enjoy your work out?” she asked her voice teasing, sexy and firm. She was born for the court room; a lawyer I would bet my best whip on it. I looked her up and down allowing her to see my obvious appreciation of her body and stopped once I reached her gorgeous green eyes.
“Looks like you enjoy working out too,” I said it as a statement not a question. “Must be hard to find time between court cases,” I added to confirm her being a lawyer.
“Oh I don’t do court, but my firm makes time for us to stay fit. Full gym in fact.” she said, her eyes copying mine and fully checking me out. As her eyes dropped, I admired her blouse in a lighter grey than her suit protruding out past her flat stomach. I was sure she was all natural and not pushed up, I looked up just before she caught me in a second glance.
“Firm huh, so you going to the comedy show or to see the rock group?” I asked hoping she would want to meet up. Her thick ruby lips pressed together as she made up her mind, her hips swaying back and forth as we walked.
“I think the rock band, but I’m not sure. Not a huge fan of comedy but the band maybe too loud,” she said her mind still debating it as only a lawyer and a general could, weighing every little option. “You?” she asked, looking at me.
“The band, if its loud I may cut out early too.” I said figuring that was exactly what I’d end up doing. “See you there then?” I asked a single eye brow raising in quizzically. I tapped my key card on the electronic device that opened the door to the passageway leading to my stateroom.
“You have one of the big suites?” she asked totally amazed and opening the door for me.
“I splurged.” I said being honest but hoping I sounded modest.
“Mind if I check it out?” she asked trying her hardest to win me over. I smiled back and was about to say yes when I saw an overly tanned man, almost orange, storming up. He moved like a charging bull, his arms and legs were huge, now this man was either a total gym rat over compensating for personal issues or steroids were not a problem for him. Which meant, in my opinion, he lacked self-confidence and control. I smiled at him then her, touched her arm and stepped slightly back with my right foot.
“Maybe next time.” I said nodding at him. He slowed just enough to not run her over, but yanked her around to face him.
“I had asked you to put away our bags!” he snarled at her, his hand gripping her arm tightly so that she winced in pain before answering.
“I was, but I wanted some fresh air and then I got lost.” she lied hoping he’d let go. I wanted to step in but this was none of my business, and for all I knew this was how she liked her relationship with him. He was obviously the Domme, if a poor one at that, in their relationship.
“Well let’s go. I will show our room again, not hard to find. Jesus Christ simple instructions, simple and you can’t even follow them,” he snapped at her as he pulled her away. I turned back down the passageway to my room and went in. ‘So much for that,’ I thought.
I skipped the rock group figuring she would go and wanting to not start the cruise out with a confrontation. I didn’t feel like the comedian either. I finally decided fresh air would be good and went to the weather decks. I enjoyed the salty air and the view of the coast as we headed up the Californian coast.
I stayed out till dinner, then ate quickly, then retreated to my room. I decided to call it an early night. I tapped the card on the door and walked into my room the lights dimly lit. That’s neat I thought to myself, never a dark room to return to.
I pulled off my shirt and tossed it on the bed. Then I noticed the skirt and top on the floor. The kind the ship’s crew wore, I stepped into the extra room and Ari was leaning on the cross bar. She smiled boldly at me wearing only her panties, her perky little breast exposed for my excitement, her nipples fully erect.
“Oh I have company,” I said smiling. “I thought the company frowned on the staff visiting the crew?” I asked smiling at her.
“Oh sir. It is very much against the rules. But you said I had to earn your love. And I am here to do exactly that,” she said, smiling seductively as she turned, putting her hands through the bind straps. I stepped in and pulled them tight.
“Oh sweet shy Ari, did I turn you into a little slut?” I asked as my fingers trailed across her shoulders and down her spine. She shivered in anticipation and she wiggled testing the bonds, they were tight. I stepped up behind her and she gasped feeling me press against her.
“I fear Sir, I may be a slut. I may want to be a slut, but only for you sir. I want so badly, want you inside me.” she said turning scarlet.
I smiled, aroused by this once timid girl’s boldness, but thinking she may have had me fooled. I was sure she just loved the game, and she wouldn’t win till we fucked. I stepped back and grabbed two floggers, one with thick heavy suede tails and the other with thin rubber ones. I gently let the suede thud against her back and watched as she quivered in anticipation. Next I struck her softly with the thinner flogger and watched as her tight little butt cheeks clenched. She let out a weak moan, then a squeak as the rubber flail stung her. So she was more about the pain of the sting and the hard thud of the suede. I hung the suede up and grabbed a second thin tailed flogger.
“The word for me to stop is still bananas,” I whispered in her ear then gently bit it earning another yelp from her. “If ever you want me to stop, for good just say, ‘You are not my ruler,’ and you will not feel the this ever again.” I told her, then stepped back.
I began slowly with light hits that stung but didn’t cause too much pain. I hit her left then right, left then right working a slow rhythm as the tails left light red marks across her flesh. She sang her approval in gentle moans and gasps. I continued the rhythm for a short period then slowed to a stop the last hit gently coming up between her legs, to which she yelped. Her knees gave way and she hung by her arms till she regained her feet. Holding both floggers with one hand, I slipped my right gently between her legs to her wet thigh and then up. My fingers brushing her black lace panties aside, confirming she was already dripping wet.
“Oh god sir. Fuck me please. I’m a whore, your whore,” she moaned gently as I assessed her arousal.
“Oh sweet Ari, you are a whore and maybe someday you will be my little whore, but you have not earned that right yet.” I whispered in her ear, and I stepped back, turned and started flailing her again, quickly picking up the pace this time. I set a faster rhythm matched by her moans and wails. I continued till sweat started to form on my brow. I slowed down, the last three hits landing between her legs to wails of delight. Her knees quivering again but did not fail this time. Again I moved to push aside her panties but her thigh was already soaked. She rasped and breathed hard and finally raised her head to look me in the eyes.
“Please sir,” she pleaded. “Inside me. I’ll do anything you ask,” she begged. Her hair hung limp, her back and her tight butt were a score or tiny red welts. I smiled pleased.
“Not yet, you will earn this cock, just not yet. But you have earned only a little,” I said loosening her bonds and turning her to face me. I leaned in and let her feel my arousal pressed hard against her drenched panties. She moaned in response and began a fit begging for it to be inside her. I turned her back around and secured her hands. “Ready for round three?” I asked as her little fists clenched in preparations.
“Sir hit me harder,” she said, in dire hopes of earning my love.
I stepped back, arms flying in a fast Florentine pattern. The tails falling on her back in a complex pattern as the room filled with her screams. Every third and fourth hit swung a little gentler, swinging up to land between her legs. Her hips began to rock with the motion her moans and screams turning from pain to pleasure and back again. Her legs glowed beautifully wet in the dim light as she came again and again and each new climax built off the previous. Her screams and her rocking continued even after I finished my flogging as she still came and came.
My cock was fighting the restraints of my slacks as I moved in behind her. I pressed firmly against her. Her body rocking against mine. I released her bonds and kept her secure to me. She would have begged for me to be in her, but her voice was reduced to a barely audible scratch. I stepped back with her and she turned in my arms facing me, looking up into my eyes.
She hit her knees before I could stop her, her hands attacking my button and zipper. My cock sprung out and hit her lips as she moaned. Her tiny red lips wrapped around me as she pushed me as far back as she could handle and began to gag. She licked my shaft up and down and pushed me as far back again, repeating the process over and over again.
I began to rock with the motion of her head, her caressing hands filled my balls with cum. I wrapped my hands in her shoulder length hands I fucked her mouth, my hips picking up speed as she moaned and gagged. I breathed in deep and held it as I released filling her tiny mouth with cum. I came again and again, over flowing her mouth and dripping out the side. She swallowed and swallowed again, smiling as more came out the corners of her mouth. Her eyes looking up at me as cum dripped off her chin and onto her perky little breast.
“Oh sir, now? Now have I earned your pleasure?” she asked, knowing I was already pleased at having filled her with my hot seed. She slipped her panties off and flung them aside landing with a soft wet splat against the wall.
“Sweet Ari you should have been more patient; you’ve just wasted plenty enough of my love don’t you think?” I asked as my eyebrows arched up. I stepped back and smiled down at her.
“Oh sir let me earn more then.” she moaned as she crawled towards me and I continued my backwards pace into the other room. The Domme in me and the sadist want to make her wait but the rest of me wanted her and wanted her bad. I led her backwards to the bed and allowed her to climb up, still crawling the whole time.
As she lay there looking at me with pleading eyes and her voice harsh from screams, pleading too, I cuffed her to the wall restraints. She spread her legs revealing her freshly shaved pussy, tempting me more. I slid my fingers to her swollen welted red clit and began rubbing slowly at first but picking up momentum till she was cumming again. As she bucked and moaned, I allowed her to fuck my fingers as I used my other hand to tweak her nipples roughly and she came harder. I continued till she had the bed soaked, and she could rock her hips no more. She lay back moaning into the pillows, her body quivering. I pulled my fingers from her tight little body and smiled as she lay there, exhausted.
I slipped into the bed behind her and held her soft body to mine. I wanted inside this little angel. I wanted to fuck her till she came over and over again, but I wouldn’t. Ari was fun, and she was special, but she wasn’t love. She was lust. Then again, maybe lust isn’t such a bad thing to enjoy till I find love again.
“Sweet Ari, tonight you have earned my pleasure,” I whispered into her ear as she gently moaned in her sleep. “Too bad you can’t take it.” I added and fell asleep with her in my arms.
I woke to find the bed empty and Ari gone. I stretched and couldn’t help but frown. I knew Ari’s game, probably played a million times over. Probably played every time the ship began a new cruise, I knew, but a part of me wanted to fall for it and give in. A part of me wanted to fuck her over and over again and pretend we were falling in love, but unfortunately I wouldn’t let the game go that far. I couldn’t let the game go that far. So, for now, I’d enjoy the pleasures we shared.
