THE 18TH FLOOR

by Margie Church

  He wondered how long it would take for her to say, fire the engines, we're getting out of here.

  Soft moans and single words of encouragement wafted on the night air. “Come on. Do it. More. Ah."

  Giving her a sidelong glance, Sebastian sipped his wine.

  And waited.

  After a lusty outcry, Alexa shifted her weight and reached for her glass.

  He heard an unladylike gulp. And detected a shuddering breath afterward. He hoped the activities in the neighboring boats were having a positive effect on her, rather than making her want to jump out of her skin.

  Alexa tossed back the last of her wine in down-the-hatch fashion. The bottom of the goblet scraped the tabletop before she let go.

  Shadows played games with her expressions, and he couldn't be sure what she was thinking. “Are you okay?” He hoped the anxiety in his body wasn't evident in his voice. “Would you like to leave?"

  She rose without replying. At the foot of his chair, she paused, seriousness written all over her face. “I'll be right back."

  The grunts and moans, soft whistles of appreciation and words of encouragement increased. Sebi's cock swelled. He really wanted to watch tonight's action and join in, but didn't out of respect for Alexa's feelings. He'd never brought somebody out here that wasn't in the lifestyle. But bringing Alexa was a risk he had to take. If they were going to have any kind of romantic relationship, he couldn't keep this important part of himself a secret. I hope she comes around, because I'm not ready to let her go. Could I abandon my true desires for her?

  Soft footsteps sounded on the stairs. His head turned in that direction and he expected to see her wearing the clothes she'd arrived in and carrying her overnight bag. Instead, she looked the same as when she'd left.

  Except for the bottle of wine in her hand.

  His libido fired up. We aren't leaving. He schooled his features to be calm. Patience, Sebastian.

  She indicated his wine glass. “Would you like a refill?"

  "Absolutely, thank you.” He watched her like a hawk. She seemed utterly calm. What's her game?

  Alexa poured wine into her glass and then faced him with her hand extended. “This is for you.” Her fingers uncurled, revealing the small remote.

  Confidence swept through him. Sebi took the control with one hand while pulling her onto his lap with the other.

  "You have no idea how happy you've made me. I know this is a huge step for you, but I hope you'll have no regrets."

  She gave him a languid kiss. “I have fantasies too, you know."

  He liked the sound of that. Placing her hair behind her ear, he smiled. “I hope you'll share them with me and let me try to make them come true."

  "In time.” She straightened an imaginary wrinkle in his shirt collar. “So, how's this game played?"

  "It's not so much a game as a process of bringing you to a sexual peak. I'm going to control the vibrator and we're going to watch some of the scenes going on in the nearby boats. In fact, I'm going to pull us closer. I'm not usually anchored this far away. I wanted to give you some privacy until you made up your mind."

  "So we're going to watch other people have sex and my clit's going to throb from this little gadget while you do what?"

  Her soft bottom surrounded his cock, which swelled from her body heat and the seductive silkiness of her voice.

  "Part of this adventure is the unknown. As long as you understand you will not come before I tell you, and I agree not to take you farther than you're willing. Let's let the rest happen naturally. That way there'll be no unrealistic expectations, disappointments, or anxiety. Okay?"

  She reached for her wine.

  Her shifting weight made him ache with desire. The lesson needed to begin. When she tipped the glass to her lips, he pressed the remote button.

  Her eyes flew open; her spine stiffened. And she uttered a little squeak.

  "How does that feel?” He didn't turn off the pleasure instrument.

  She worried the corner of her lower lip with her teeth. “Pretty damned good, actually."

  Chortling, he released the button.

  Her body relaxed against his.

  "This is a cool present."

  "The dress?"

  She took his hand, placed it on her mons, and met his eyes with hers. “This."

  "So I've heard. Let me get up. I want you to watch what's happening on the other yachts while I maneuver us into a closer position.” His gaze was unwavering as his command. “You will stay here the entire time. Even if you're embarrassed, you will watch. The other players expect you to do so. Do you understand?"

  Alexa swallowed her smirk and nodded. While sliding off his lap, she pointed to the spot where she'd stood earlier. “I'll be right over there."

  Sebi rose and walked into the cockpit, never looking back to make sure she obeyed.

  Holding onto the flybridge mounting, shivers of excitement built inside her. She looked across the water to the neighboring boats where deck lighting provided excellent illumination on the erotic games going on. She didn't know what to expect.

  Deepest Pleasure's engines burped to life. A soft clanking indicated the anchor was being raised. Then, the diesel monsters expelled gurgling water as they were shifted into gear and backed down.

  Alexa rose on her tiptoes, eager to better see the man and woman on their rear deck. What an appropriate term, for he was planted firmly in her. She nibbled her index fingernail while her eyes remained glued to the couple fucking their brains out. Deepest Pleasure's engines drowned out the sounds of their fun, making them appear like a vignette. The hot scene made her body temperature rise, and Alexa was grateful for the cooling breeze generated by their moving boat.

  Sebi backed in a smooth, unhurried fashion until Deepest Pleasure joined the other five already anchored. The vessel stopped and dropped anchor in a center spot Alexa thought seemed reserved for them. With the Deepest Pleasure in place, the six boats’ aft decks faced each other, giving Alexa an unfettered view of everything.

  Now within twenty-five feet of the couple, Alexa could see the woman wore a ball gag. Her wild expression flipped between deep concentration and pleasure while her partner's cock plunged into her pussy.

  Alexa jumped when Sebi touched her shoulder.

  "Do you like what you see?"

  Swallowing hard, she nodded. “Why does she wear the collar?"

  "This couple, Steven and Kia, has been together a long time. When a dominant really wants to express his affection and care for a submissive, they often offer a collar almost like a wedding ring.” He whispered into her ear. “She belongs to him. It's an honor to wear one."

  His body heat mingled with hers through her thin, silk dress. His masculine scent filled her nostrils. His soft voice and warm breath on her neck further heightened her senses. She turned, needing his hard body pressed against hers.

  "Watch.” Grasping her shoulders he turned her back toward the other boat. “You will not turn away unless you want to sleep alone. And if you have ideas about going to bed and masturbating, think again. I'll know, Alexa.” His voice wasn't threatening, but confident. “You'll tell me if you disobey, and there'll be consequences."

  From the other boat, Steven's staccato words floated on the otherwise silent air. “I love fucking your tight pussy.” He threw back his head, a Herculean groan leaving him.

  The vibrator turned on, connecting the erotic scene physically with Alexa. In no time, a new puddle of wetness dampened the thin panty she wore.

  When silence reigned again, Sebi continued speaking. “If you disobey, not only will you sleep alone, I won't make love to you until you've learned your lesson."

  The vibrator nestled against her clit caressed her electronically. Alexa's body betrayed her. Her body tensed as the heat mounted between her thighs. Her breath strangled in her lungs. This is going to be more challenging than I thought.

  "Do you understand?"

  She nodded.

  "Answer me."


  "I understand. I hope I can do what you asked."

  "You will or face the consequences. It's as simple as that."

  Easy for you to say, you're not the one being driven wild with a vibrator. “Turn it off."

  He kissed her cheek and complied. “Good girl."

  Steven and Kia embraced and he removed the gag. Afterward, he covered her face in kisses.

  Sebi applauded, signaling the end of the scene and others joined him, including Alexa. Then he turned her attention to the boat on their right.

  Trembling from her near-orgasm state, she held onto Sebi's arm as he led her to the other side of the deck.

  Alexa drew a sharp breath and covered her mouth with her hand.

  A dark-haired man, wearing only knee-high, black leather boots was being lashed to a metal frame by his wrists and ankles. By day, one might surmise the apparatus was for fishing gear or a sunbonnet.

  Getting a clear picture of what its after-dusk purpose was, she struggled to steady her quaking knees. Wide-eyed with curiosity, she asked, “Is he going to do what I think he's going to do?"

  "Watch."

  An imposing-looking man finished tying the ankle bonds and stood. A tattoo covered his back and shoulders like an ink mantle. His tawny hair, braided into a single plait, lay between his shoulder blades. Leather, assless chaps molded to his hips and long legs.

  It didn't take twenty-twenty vision for Alexa to see how well-endowed he was.

  On closer scrutiny, Alexa noticed the bound man was also blindfolded. A mix of excitement and dread skipped through her.

  "He knows what's going to happen?"

  "He does, as do you."

  Unblinking, Alexa watched the top run his hands down the bottom's back and flanks. Black-painted fingernails contrasted with his olive tone skin, which glistened in the lantern-lit night as though oiled. He kissed his way across his captive's shoulders and then moved with no urgency down his back. His hands slid down his partner's torso.

  Alexa nibbled inside her bottom lip while anticipating the Dom's teeth on the bound man's muscled ass.

  He gripped the sub's ass cheeks, spread them and dove in with loving, loud licks.

  Her pussy throbbed with hot pleasure. A groan escaped her lips. “What are their names?"

  "Rex is the top; Parker the bottom. They love performing for us."

  Appearing to enjoy the ministrations thoroughly, Parker's head rolled against his shoulders. When his hips canted backward and he moaned loudly, no doubt remained in Alexa's mind.

  Black leather surrounded Rex's cock, which seemed to strain his black G-string. Every time he moved, muscles bulged in his arms and legs. His powerful physique suited his role.

  Alexa concluded Rex and Parker definitely turned each other on.

  Rex stood, gliding his hand up Parker's ass in the reverse path of his lips. When he tugged Parker's earlobe with his teeth, Rex's head turned in Alexa's direction. A lazy smile curled Rex's lips with Parker's ear still firmly snagged between his white teeth.

  Rex opened his eyes and looked right into Alexa's. Her breath stalled in her lungs. His penetrating gaze conveyed seduction, expectation, and allure. The way he looked at her seemed like an invitation to be next.

  Alexa’ dragged her eyes away from Rex's hypnotic glare and watched Parker. His spine arched while Rex worked over his body. She wondered about the man who'd willingly let himself be tied and flogged in front of everyone. And dare she say, enjoy? His erection was proof. She clenched and unclenched her fists, captivated by the sights and sounds the two men made.

  Rex picked up a whip, twisted the handle in his palm, and then threw it a few times to warm up. The four-foot-long leather pierced the silence with a crisp snap, startling Alexa each time. The whip's fluff got closer to Parker's body with each throw until it landed on his skin.

  "Really?” The word left Alexa's lips in a whisper. Her heartbeat thundered in her ears.

  As though reading her thoughts, Sebi rested his hand on her shoulder. “Some people love the pleasure that pain brings. Rex is an expert with the single tail. Parker trusts him with his life and knows Rex will bring him only far enough to reinforce whatever lesson he's failed."

  Going without sex and sleeping alone seemed far easier to Alexa than what Parker was about to endure.

  The whip rose and fell in even strikes against Parker's buttocks and back when Rex found a rhythm.

  Alexa couldn't tell how hard the whip was hitting Park's skin. The sound made her flinch every time, but Parker didn't move or cry out—at least not for the first ten or fifteen strikes. After that, his body tensed, albeit briefly, and his breath left in an extended ha after each contact.

  Sebi remained standing behind her; his arm draped across her torso like a pageant banner.

  Her fingernails dug into his bicep. The time between her expelled breaths lengthened.

  "He's enjoying this, Alexa. Look how hard he is. Look how hard they both are.” His fingertips grazed her collarbone and his lips followed their path. His moist tongue flickered against her earlobe.

  When the vibrator surged to life, the intoxicating assault on her pussy made her body shake.

  His fingers moved to her nape and brushed aside her hair. The sound of her dress zipper opening created a unique duet with the rhythmic snap of Rex's whip.

  Alexa became paralyzed by the sensations of Sebi's fingers and the cool, nighttime air caressing her bare skin. Her eyes remained fixated on the amazing men in the next boat. She imagined having two cocks in her. It occurred to her that Sebi could make this particular fantasy a reality if she asked. Surely he knew another man who might be interested in making this dream come true.

  "How are you doing?” His voice caressed her senses like velvet.

  "My pussy is soaked like a sponge and I want to go downstairs to fuck you ‘til you pass out."

  His soft laughter filled her ear and he turned off the vibrator.

  "No!” Sebastian's orders be damned. Another fifteen seconds of that sweet agony and she'd have been coming like a volcano.

  "Alexa. Don't fail me.” He took her hand and pressed it on the firm rise between his thighs. “I want you to fuck me until we both pass out, so don't ruin things."

  While they were talking, Rex had stopped whipping Parker. He'd walked in front of Parker and gently kissed him while releasing the blindfold.

  They spoke in hushed tones Alexa couldn't hear even if she were paying close attention. “They're done. I watched just the way you asked. Let's go downstairs.” She tried to twist around to face him.

  "They aren't done.” His voice remained sultry but firm. “Watch what happens."

  Her sexual frustration rose to maddening heights, yet Alexa couldn't do anything but face the other boat and watch.

  Rex untied Parker and pulled him into an embrace and deep kiss. The way they moved in each other's arms, the flexing of their jaws, set fire to any reserves of self-control she had. Her hand moved down her stomach to the top of the flimsy lace panty.

  Sebi's hand covered hers.

  "Please, I've had enough. I need ... this.” She tried to push his fingers into her aching folds.

  He resisted her. “You need to see how Rex cares for Parker. Whipping him wasn't an act of cold punishment.” He lifted her chin. “Look up."

  Parker bent over a deck chair. His hands on the seat, he presented his ass to Rex. He wasted no time sliding on a condom, lubing up Parker's hole, and making his way inside.

  Alexa squeezed her eyes shut. She swore she could feel that big dick sliding into her tight pussy.

  "Take off your shirt.” Her request was almost a whisper. When Sebi backed away, cool air hit her skin like an open freezer door. A short minute later, he returned, pressing his bare chest firm against her back and wrapping his arms around her.

  If she was going to have to watch Rex fuck Parker, then Sebi was going to know how much the sight and sounds affected her. She rotated her hips against him, feeling the d
efinite outline of his thick rod against her ass. Unabashed, she kept rubbing against him. Her head rested on his shoulder. Turning her face into his neck, she kissed the razored flesh beneath her lips.

  "Babe, I'm ready to make love to you, but I won't be persuaded to give in to your charms. You, on the other hand, are about to be challenged further."

  His fingers found her sensitive nipples.

  She groaned loudly when he twisted them between his fingers. One of her ultimate fantasies was taking shape in Sebastian's arms tonight. Worries evaporated about others watching her and Sebastian. Her thoughts, energy, and feelings centered on the kaleidoscope of sensations coursing through her body, as though she'd entered a tunnel.

  Parker's voice cut through her haze of lust. “Your cock. I need it. All of it now."

  Alexa sucked in her breath as though she'd been slapped. She sagged against Sebi, letting him shoulder the weight of her rubber-legged body.

  His fingers released her breasts and moved south along her body's curves and slopes until one hand rested on top the cursed and beloved vibrator.

  Seeming to sense her dire condition, he motioned with a hand. “I think we're done with this for one night. Take these off."

  She couldn't reply. Her brain seemed encased with mothballs. Her body throbbed with need. Her eyes were fixated on the two men on the next boat.

  Rex was fully nestled in Parker's ass and from the eager sounds coming from Parker, all was well. That was precisely what was making Alexa even crazier. Everyone around her had already had sex or, she noticed, looking around, was having it. Except her.

  Sebastian hooked his fingers in her waistband and tugged the fabric over her hips. He slapped her rear lightly. “Take them off.

  Once free of the expensive garment, she rose. “Sebastian.” His name was a mere whimper on her lips.

  He wouldn't allow her to face him. She wondered if he'd remain so stoic if he could see the desperation in her eyes. Tears of frustration ran unchecked down her cheeks. Her jaw clenched as she fought for control and obedience.

  Rex bent over Parker's back, embracing him from behind, and kissed the flesh he'd striped with a whip a few minutes ago.