On the Water  part 21  (BDSM)



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 eunuchs.
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!"