by Louisa Neil
“I have a tee time in one hour. Would you like to join me?” Donovan asked.
“I’m not a player, but I appreciate your offer. I’m sure I’d just hold you back.”
“Why not join me anyway. It’s not a real game, just keeping in shape while Rhia is in town.”
“You’re going to town?” Jack asked Rhia.
“For a few hours. I have a stylist here I like to visit occasionally.” She finished the water in her glass and stood. “You guys figure it out. I’ll be back around three. Why don’t we meet up for drinks at six on deck?”
“That will work for me,” Donovan said, standing and stretching. “What do you think, Jack? Are you interested?”
“I think I’ll take a down day. But drinks tonight sounds good.”
“See you then,” Rhia said. She paused to drop a kiss on Jack’s cheek and one on Donovan’s lips. She didn’t have to turn back to know both men were watching her walk away. She added an extended sway to her hips as she left their sight.
Nigel was at the main ramp, giving bits of information to guests as they left for their day’s trips. As she approached, he moved beside her, taking her arm and walking her down the ramp. “How are things going?”
“Good so far. Although I think this afternoon might need a bit of your expertise.”
“Any way you need,” he said with a wide smile.
Rhia studied Nigel and winked at him. “I think it’s time Jack watched what two men can accomplish without thinking about embedded rules or embarrassment.”
“Tell Donovan to let me know what he needs from me and when.”
“I’ll be back around three. We’ll go from there.”
“Something to look forward to,” Nigel said, releasing her as they hit the dock. “Be careful. Have a good time, and we’ll see you later.”
* * * *
Rhia returned to the ship precisely at two o’clock. With a few calls, she had everything set. Her last errand was to meet Jack, who she’d seen on deck lying in the sun. A paperback book was abandoned on a small table beside him. It took several seconds for him to realize he wasn’t alone. “Hiya, handsome. How was your day?”
“Quiet. I think I slept most of it away.” He gave her a once-over look. “You look refreshed.”
“I had a wonderful day at the spa and then did some shopping. I have a new dress for tonight and some new toys.”
“Toys?” Jack asked, the color draining from his face.
“Yes, all kinds. I need to run down to my cabin. How about you meet me there in fifteen minutes. I want to drop these packages and freshen up.”
“All right.”
She read his body language and saw a glint of fear and excitement. “I have something new to watch. Want to join me?” She gave him one of her best smiles. “Come on, it’s vacation, remember.”
“All right.” He gathered his book and followed her.
Rhia led him to her cabin and tossed her bags on the bed. Then she disappeared into the private bath, returning to him covered in a shipboard terry-cloth robe and slippers. “I’m ready,” she said and directed him to the hallway and toward a different area of the ship. She knew Jack was confused, but he didn’t question her. When they reached their destination, he kept looking around.
“This part of the ship is usually off limits to guests. It’s the staff quarters.”
“Are we supposed to be here?”
“Nobody will bother us,” she said with a smile. “Come on, let’s just watch for a while.” She slid the card through the lock, and the door opened to them. The cabin was much smaller and more stark than the guests’ quarters. Once they were inside, she paused to lock them in and headed to the television over the small bureau, playing with the remote control. Then she dropped onto the single bed and kicked off her slippers. “Come get comfortable.” Jack moved beside her and sat, leaving a bit of distance between them. She didn’t smile, realizing he was nervous, especially when he saw the bed was so small. “This isn’t for publication. Do you understand?”
“Of course. Nothing that happens on this cruise is for public consumption.”
Rhia smiled at him. “You learn quick.” Then she hit the remote, and the television came to life. On the screen before them, they saw another small cabin, similar to the one they were temporarily possessing. When the door opened, they watched a man walk in. He kept his back to the camera while stripping off his white uniform. Then he opened a bureau draw and pulled out a black leather mask. He tied it securely behind his head, obscuring his eyes and forehead. Turning to the camera, he stood for several seconds, stroking his cock until it was full. All anyone could tell was that he was around six feet tall and well built with sandy-brown hair. He had a huge, thick cock.
There was a knock on the door. It opened, and a second man, smaller and younger, entered. He was in his twenties, with blond hair. There was no conversation between the men. As soon as the second man closed the door, he walked directly to the first man and dropped to his knees before the masked man, taking his cock between his lips, sucking him deeply down his throat. Jack shifted beside Rhia, and she held back a smile. The man on his knees was using one hand to stroke the cock between his lips, and he fondled the man’s sack with his other. They communicated in groans and moans only. No words.
“What the hell is this?”
“Employee downtime.” She glanced to Jack and back to the screen. The masked man tapped his partner on the shoulder, and the second man stood. He stripped off his clothing quickly and averted his eyes from the camera. He waited while his superior pulled several items from the drawer. He tossed several packages of condoms on the surface, along with a pair of handcuffs and a leather whip.
“Christ,” Jack uttered.
“Relax. They both know what they want. This is consensual.”
“You’ve seen this before?” Jack’s tone seemed confused, but his eyes never left the screen.
“Everyone enjoys their entertainment differently. Just watch and see what happens.” Back on the screen, the young man stepped up behind a chair and stood with his hands behind him. It was easy to see his body shake as the masked man used the metal handcuffs to run along his chest and belly before walking behind him and clasping his wrists with the metal. He tapped the blond’s shoulder, and the man instantly leaned forward, using the chair back to balance his chest against.
“Look how hard his cock just got,” Jack said, more to himself than to Rhia.
“It will get better,” she promised. With the cuffed man still balanced over the chair back, the first man picked up the whip and began to run the leather strap all along the man’s body. They still hadn’t spoken. With a snap of his fingers, the handcuffed man stepped back from the chair and dropped to suck the other man. While he did, the masked man used the whip to chase along the other man’s skin. Then without warning, he let the leather strike the man’s back. He groaned with his mouth around the man’s cock.
“More,” the young man said, immediately going back to continue sucking the other man’s cock.
“How?” the master asked, who was still using the whip to tease the other man’s skin.
“However you wish.”
“Damn,” Jack said, not taking his eyes from the screen.
“Keep watching.” Rhia sat back and let her robe fall open, revealing only a black bra and panties. She didn’t hesitate to bring her hand to her breasts, rubbing them and pushing them together. Jack never took his eyes from the screen. “You can take your pants off, Jack. I can tell your hard-on is riding against your zipper.”
“What would Donovan say?” he asked.
“He’s aware of where we are. He’ll join us later.”
Jack stripped off his clothes and lay back, staring at the screen. Just when he settled, he let his own hand drop to his cock, stroking it. Rhia flicked the plastic clasp on the front of her bra and let the material open, baring her breasts.
On the screen, the handcuffed man rose when tapped on the
shoulder. He stood and turned his back to the other man. Then he dropped over the bureau, using it to rest his chest on. The whip hit his skin almost immediately. It left a light-red mark but didn’t break the skin. This action was repeated several times until the whip started moving lower. It was obvious the whip was being wielded with more power against his buttocks. Occasionally, he’d tense when the leather struck his ass cheeks.
“Look how red his cheeks are,” Jack noted, stroking his cock faster.
“Yes, it will get better.” Rhia pulled a small bottle of lube from her robe pocket and tossed it to Jack. Next came a toy cock. She started sucking on the plastic phallus while watching the screen. From her peripheral vision, she saw Jack squirt some of the liquid on his palm and continue stroking himself. To him she was inconsequential. Only the men on the screen mattered.
Jack pulled a breath when the whip was put aside. They watched the man in charge open a condom. “Is he going to fuck his ass?”
“Eventually,” she told him. She took the dildo back between her lips and shimmied out of her panties, kicking them free of her legs. “Watch the screen,” she told Jack as she pushed the dildo in her pussy.
On-screen, the man with the condom slid it over the handle of the whip. “What the hell?” Jack said, leaning forward to see the screen better.
The masked man grabbed the handcuffed man by the hips and pulled him further from the bureau, widening his stance. In one push, the condom-covered whip handle was thrust into the other man’s anus. With little flair, the handle was used to fuck his ass. In and out, deeper and deeper as the young man settled into the act. With one hand, the whip was being thrust in his body while the man in charge used his other hand to reach around and grasp his cock, pumping it hard. He came on the bureau, his cum splashing on the surface and drawers in several long streams.
“Lick it up,” the man in charge said, and the other man did just that, licking his cum from the bureau top. As he did, the other man opened a second condom and covered his cock. Then without warning, the whip was removed and tossed on the bed, and the live cock was pushed into his ass.
“I wish they were talking to each other,” Jack said, switching hands as he continued to stroke his cock.
“That would break the session,” she told him. She continued to fuck her pussy with the toy. “Look how his body opens to accept the man’s cock. See how his anus is waiting for the next stroke.”
“I’ve never seen anything like this.”
“And you’ll never tell anyone about it, either.”
“Look how he fucks his ass. He’s so in charge, so demonstrative.”
“And the young man is loving every second of it.”
“You’re loving every second of that toy going in and out of your pussy.”
“Just like your cock is harder than I’ve seen it.”
“What will happen next?” Jack asked, using both hands to rub his cock.
“Just watch,” she said, moving the dildo within her and pinching her nipple.
They continued to watch as the man in charge fucked his submissive’s butt. “I don’t know how he’s not come yet,” Jack said.
“He will, when he’s ready.”
“I’m ready,” he whispered. “Can I lick you or fuck you?”
“No, not this time. Just watch the movie, Jack.”
As his ass was being reamed, the young man watched them in the mirror before him. While still fucking his ass, the other man picked up the whip and began to use it on his buttocks. They watched as each thrust brought the leather against the young man’s skin. Within a few strokes, Rhia pulled the dildo from her pussy and licked it. She knew Jack was watching her now, not the screen. When she had the dildo lubed, she reached down and pushed it in her own anus.
“Christ,” Jack exclaimed and pumped his cum on his belly. As if timed to the screen, the man in charge dropped the whip and pulled from the other man’s body. Immediately, the empty man turned and dropped before the master, opening his mouth, his tongue thrusting outward. The man in charge tore off his condom and sprayed his cum on the younger man’s tongue and lips. He swallowed the load and began sucking and licking the man clean.
Rhia came when she pushed the dildo in her anus, but she continued to pump it in and out of her body, feeling the second orgasm built. She pinched her nipples harder and came a second time. She let the toy slide from her body. On-screen, the young man finally rose before the other, licking his lips. With little fuss, his handcuffs were released. Then he turned away from the older man and leaned back on the bureau. He accepted the whip back against his buttocks. It was the smile on his face they watched in the mirror. A serenity seemed to overcome him.
“Look, his cock is getting hard again.” Jack noted. He was toying with his own cock but wasn’t getting hard. Rhia decided he was enjoying the feel of his hand on his cum-coated cock. They continued to watch the screen. The young man came a second time on the bureau top and let his body relax onto the surface.
“They don’t talk to each other. It’s like they just know what’s expected of each of them.” Jack seemed amazed by the whole scene he’d just witnessed.
“Sometimes words get in the way. When you’re with a partner for a while, communication becomes a touch or a groan.”
“Did you see how relaxed he looks? It didn’t seem like it hurt him at all, the fucking or the whipping.”
“You let Donovan finger your ass last night. Did he hurt you?”
“No. I was embarrassed, but it didn’t hurt.”
“And?” she asked, forcing Jack to continue.
“And I guess I did ask for it.”
“You asked for a second finger, as I recall.” She gave him a reassuring smile.
“Yes, I did. I don’t regret it.”
“Would you do it again?” Rhia tossed her toy aside and reached to pull her panties back up her legs. Then she lifted each breast and put them back in the bra cups, clasping it closed. “Jack, are you interested in trying it, in having a live cock in your ass?”
“I’m not sure. But the way you took that toy up yours was amazing.”
“I take Donovan’s cock up my ass whenever I’m in the mood. The toy is much smaller than his cock.” She paused, as if thinking of something new. “Maybe you should try taking a toy first and then decide.”
The men on the screen finally stood and began dressing. The older man kept his mask on while the younger man literally dressed him, putting on his socks and drawing the man’s boxers up his legs. Then he threaded each leg into his pants and pulled them up. Next came his white shirt, which the young man buttoned in place. He even took the time to make sure the older man’s shirt was tucked in place before he zipped him and clasped his belt. Then he fitted his master’s feet into his shoes. When he was finished, he stood to the side, still naked. He leaned forward and put his hands on his knees. The older man picked up the whip and gave the young man six lashes.
“Those must hurt. Look at his expression,” Jack noted.
“Watch closer. The lashes aren’t timed equally. He’s anticipating the next lash, not the actual pain factor.”
“Why six strikes?”
“Perhaps it’s the sixth time they did this together. Every master and pup have their own rules.”
“You called him a pup, like a puppy?”
“The one is charge is always the master. His charge is considered his pup until he’s trained to the master’s liking. Then he’ll bring in a new pup and help this apprentice train the new man.”
“Does this happen all the time?”
“I can’t speak for everyone, but on occasion, on these cruises, this is how some of the staff lets off steam. Probably the first time is a rite of passage for the new employee. Some will end it with a few halfhearted lashes of the whip. Others will accept the master’s cock down their throats. And some”—she turned to look directly at Jack— “some will accept and ask to be fucked, too. From there, decisions are made by each individual.�
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“You mean each employee has to suck off an officer and let him whip him?”
“No. This is more of a personal initiation. The masters are acute at knowing who’s interested and who isn’t. If not, they’re probably just put through their paces and stripped and embarrassed, or spanked and whipped a bit and sent on their way. Only the ones who truly want more get it, and they have to ask for it.”
“How do you know all this?”
“I’ve been taking these cruises for three years now. After a while, I learned of the hazing and asked to watch. It’s up to the captain to decide whether a passenger gets to watch and how much.”
“Does the employee know he’s being watched?” Jack continued to fondle his cock, and Rhia noted it was now hard and full, his tip glistening with pre-cum.
“No. Eventually if they decided to continue, they decide if they want to be on view. For some men it excites them more.” She pulled her robe back to cover her body and pushed herself from the bed, pushing her feet into her slippers. In the small bath, she washed her dildo and returned to the room, just in time to see the master on the screen open the hall door. The pup still stood naked, his eyes cast down, waiting. When the captain was out of camera view, they watched him toss his mask into the room, landing on the floor just before the pup.
That was when the second man set about cleaning up the room. He folded the mask before putting it back in the drawer, gathered the used protection, and tossed it in the garbage. He held the whip in his hands, letting the leather strip run between his fingers. He circled it around his hand, and then with a reluctant shoulder shrug, he put it in the drawer, too. He disappeared momentarily and returned with a washcloth and wiped down the bureau. Then he dressed himself, pausing occasionally to view his red buttocks in the mirror. When he was almost finished, he gave the room a once-over before leaving.
“Show’s over. I’m going back to my room to shower and dress for the evening meal.”
“Can I stay here a bit?” Jack asked.
“No, you have to leave, too.” He let out a resigned breath and stood, dressing himself, careful to pull his zipper over his erection. In the hallway, they walked slowly back to the guest area of the boat. When they reached Jack’s room, Rhia put her hand on his arm. She pulled the dildo from her robe pocket and handed it to him. “Here, a present. Explore if you’re interested.” She kissed his cheek. “See you up on deck for cocktails.” Then she walked away, knowing Jack was anxious to get into his room.
