On the Water part 18
I stood stunned. Kiri risked her life to be with me?
Laura stood up, her face a dark cloud. "Wait a minute, Honey! I think we’d
better get one thing straight! My husband is NOT in the market for another
woman!"
"Laura’s right," I added, finding my voice, "I’m sorry Kiri but you’re mistaken
if you think I’m going to take you in. I’m sorry about your past and all, but
there’s no way I’m looking to add to my domestic situation."
Kiri raised an eyebrow. "But what about Amy? You certainly want to add HER to
your...domestic situation."
I blushed and out of the corner of my eye I could see Amy watching us.
"That’s different." Laura said defensively.
"Why?" Kiri asked, her expression calm and friendly. "Laura, you aren’t happy
with the way your Master has been wanting her!"
"That’s not true. I don’t mind at all." mumbled Laura.
Kiri got up and approached my wife, her shirt falling open again. She stood
directly in front of Laura and took her by the shoulders. "Dear Laura, it’s
okay. You can be jealous, you can be angry. It’s normal and it’s healthy for
you to feel that way. But you need not fear me, Laura. I am not here to steal
your Master away from you. I can do nothing to break apart the love I see
between you, and neither do I want to. It is true that your love for each other
is what brought me here, but I came not to take that love away, but to learn how
to love for myself! But this thing between you and Amy and your Master, you
can’t lie to me about that. What you say is not what’s in your heart. It’s in
his, but not yours. You and Amy share a different path."
"Who are you?" I asked, not believing what I was hearing.
"I am...someone who was taught to see a person’s desires, so I could better
fulfill them, Sir. I see all that is in your eyes, your heart. I see your love
for Laura, your lust for Amy, your lust for myself. I see Laura’s love for you,
and for Amy, and her lust for Captain Ben. I see in Amy her love for you dear
Laura, and her love for Captain Ben and...something else I have yet to figure
out. Our dear captain, he does not like me yet he too desires me. But he wants
you more Laura, almost as much as he wants this little girl of his. Captain Ben
is a powerful man, you would do well not to anger him."
We stood silent for a moment, and I looked toward the stern where Ben sat
steering the boat. He was watching us, but I knew he hadn’t heard anything, we
were too far away.
I looked back at this strange woman who stood before us, unashamed of her
nakedness as her shirt flapped open in the breeze. Who was she?
Amy got up and walked toward Kiri. "I guess all our secrets are out in the open
now."
"No, not all." Kiri replied with a look at Amy.
"Why did you...expose us like that?" I asked.
"Sir, I said nothing that all of you didn’t know already." said Kiri with a bow
of her head.
I turned to look at Laura. She was watching the deck, and glanced in my
direction, then Amy’s. Needless to say we all needed a little time to digest
this moment.
I could see that we were rapidly approaching the island town, a place that Kiri
might not want to be seen in. Given her possible history I didn’t want her seen
with us either.
"Kiri, go below to your cabin." I ordered.
"Yes, Sir. As you command." she said, and immediately left us.
I waited for her to leave before speaking again. "You guy’s okay?"
Amy turned to me. "So, you lust after me huh?" she said with a smile. She
walked away toward Ben. I turned to Laura and met another expression, one of
fear. "I’m sorry." she said. "Sir, may I leave?"
"Were you lying to me, about what you said to me concerning Amy?"
"Sir...Don...this really isn’t the time to discuss it." she said, her eyes
lowered as if she didn’t dare look in my face.
I stared at her for a moment, angry, yet not knowing the cause...well not
admitting it to myself anyway. "Go below, our cabin. Talk to no one."
Laura nodded and padded away. My eyes observed her bare ass, the thong of her
bikini bottom giving it no covering at all, her hair brushing against the cheeks
in a way I knew drove her nuts. But my mind was not on how sexy she looked,
instead it was on what Kiri said about Laura. Did my wife lie to me when she
said she wanted me to move on Amy?
Who was this girl that had come into our lives?
I went aft, passing Ben and Amy who sat at the helm. Amy looked like she was
telling Ben what had been said. I caught his eye but said nothing as I went
below.
I went to our cabin first, and found Laura curled up on the bunk. She looked
worried.
"Strip." I told her.
She quickly undid the ties that held her bikini on and soon sat naked.
"Hand." I said, digging in the drawer that held our bondage equipment.
Laura held out one hand, nervous as to what I was planning.
I cuffed the hand with a handcuff, the other cuff passed through and locked to
the bed railing.
"Think about telling me the truth." I said, leaving her alone.
I went to the single berth, another set of handcuffs in my hand.
Kiri was also on the bunk, but she didn’t look nervous or worried. She seemed
somewhat content.
"Strip!" I ordered.
In seconds she naked, and now she looked a little apprehensive.
I cuffed her the same way I had cuffed my wife.
"We’ll be pulling into port soon." I told her. "Stay quiet and you wont be
discovered."
"Yes, Sir." she answered.
I stared at her for a moment, before leaving her alone.
I went up on deck.
"Don, what did you do?" Ben asked me.
"The girl is locked in her cabin, I don’t want her wondering around the boat
while we’re ashore, do you?" I asked him.
"No...I don’t’. I agree." he answered.
"Laura wont be joining us." I added.
"Don, Amy told me what Kiri said to you all." Ben said slowly. "Try not to
take anything she says as gospel."
"Why not? She seems pretty accurate to me!"
"Is she? Is she accurate about Laura?"
I looked forward at the bay we were sailing into and the town beyond. "That’s
what I need to find out." I answered.
Our stay in town was somewhat brief, only a couple of hours. Ben had the fuel
for the engine topped off and then we spent time resupplying our perishable
goods.
Ben and I had both pulled on shirts and shoes to go with our shorts, but all Amy
had added was a short skirt that allowed me to admire her dancers legs as we
walked through the town.
Yes, I was in lust with Amy.
I had been so ever since we really got to know each other online oh so long ago,
and now that I had met her that feeling had intensified. As I watched her
nearly naked body dance about the crowds of locals I thought about those
feelings and if I was just kidding myself.
Would it be right to Laura to continue pursuing the possibility of something
more intimate with Amy?
If Laura really HAD a problem with me and Amy, than of course I would stop. But
did she know what she want?
IF I listened to Kiri, thenLaura DID know what she wanted. Amy!
Shit.
And what about Ben? Kiri says he wants my wife and that she wants him! But she
didn’t say anything about Amy wanting me!
If I’m the one with lust in my heart why do I feel that I’m the only one who is
not going to get anything.
As I walked with my friends I realized that I needed to talk to Ben alone.
I got my chance before we got back to the ‘Kajira’. We stopped at a sidewalk
cafe within sight of the boat, and Amy received instructions to go on ahead with
the supplies and get them stowed before seeing to everyone’s needs.
Ben and I sat and ordered coffee.
"Okay Don, what’s bothering you?" he asked.
"Shit...too much and nothing at all." I replied, sipping my bitter brew.
"That narrows it down." Ben said with a smile. "Let me guess. You’re bugged by
our stowaway’s predictions. You wonder why she didn’t predict a happy liaison
between you and Amy but one between everybody else."
"Jesus, Ben!" I said.
"What, you don’t think I have a brain? We’ve spent a lot of time together my
friend. Even though we never met before this trip I know how you think. You
think I was surprised by what she said? Hardly. You don’t exactly keep your
emotions secret. I know you want to bonk Amy, hell we talked about this
earlier! And yeah, I would not mind spending a night with your wife, hell I
wouldn’t mind a whole week, and now it seems she wouldn’t mind either! And
you’re surprised? Wasn’t it you who was trying to push this whole situation on
us from the beginning?"
"Yeah, well. How can anything happen now?" I said. "Who knows what’s really in
Laura’s head. You know what she told me earlier? That she WANTED me to go
ahead with Amy, but that I’d have to wait for Amy to want to as well.
But now according to a woman we just met, Laura doesn’t want that at all! Laura
lied to me and I’d like to know why!
I’d like to know if it is true."
"And if it is?"
"I...don’t know."
"Well. At the very least lying will earn her some punishment." Ben said
blandly.
"Oh cut that out! This is more serious than just fun and games."
"Fun and games, Don? This is not, and never has been, just fun and games. You
know our history, Don, how adopting the rules and regulations of BDSM helped
pull Amy and I back from the brink. It was what got Amy cleaned up! That girl
was a major junkie when I found her and now she’s been clean for years, all
because of these...fun and games!"
"I’m sorry." I said, meaning it.
"Don, long ago when you guys asked us for help in establishing your own Dom/sub
relationship, we told you that there would be easy times and hard times. Well
friend, this is one of the hard ones. You guys said you were committed to this.
Are you?"
I nodded. I knew we were both committed to making our BDSM lifestyle work.
"Then act like it. Find out if Laura lied to you, and punish her for that lie.
BUT, don’t ignore why she lied to you. If she really has a problem about this
trip then that is something we are all going to have to address. But don’t
ignore her feelings and views. As the dominant partner you have to be able to
take her wants and needs into account, or you’re nothing but an abuser. You’re
not an abuser Don."
"Thanks. And if Laura wasn’t lying?"
Ben paused. "You go talk to your wife, and I’ll go talk to Amy. If the two of
them aren’t wholly against the possibility of exploring our relationships
further, then later tonight I have a plan."
"What about Kiri?" I asked.
"You got her locked up in her cabin? Well, she can stay there."
Laura lay nude on our bunk, her hand still cuffed to the railing, her golden
hair spread out across her body.
It always struck me how incredibly beautiful she was when like this, reduced to
her basic elements. No artificial fronts like clothes or make up to hide
behind, no civilized manners to cloud her real feelings. A woman nude and
helpless in that nudity is one with nothing to hide. Only then can you truly
find out about the real person.
She looked up at me, her expression one of worry. Wisely she said nothing.
At that moment I doubted what I had come here to do. Ben said that the path we
had chosen to take had to be walked to the end or the journey was worthless. I
had to be Laura’s Dom, as well as her husband.
I pulled myself together.
"Okay, let’s hear it." I said. "I know you’ve probably been rehersing in your
head what you want to say to me."
"I love you." she said to me, hesitating at first but building in confidance as
she continued. "I also love Amy, but not like I love you. We’re like sisters,
but you know that don’t you."
I nodded.
"What I told you about Amy and I fantasizing about each other is true, and about
everything between us on this trip as well. What wasn’t true was how easy it
is for me to think of you and her together. I’m jealous...of your attraction to
her. I know you love me and I know that I still come first with you, but it’s
hard thinking of you and her together, her with that tight little body that I
wish I could slim down to."
She paused, and looked away.
I sat for a moment with her, and heard the engine start up as Ben prepared to
set sail.
I waited until the boat began moving before speaking.
"Laura, I do love you and you know you have no reason to doubt that love. But
as Ben reminded me earlier we have chosen a lifestyle where lying, for either of
us, isn’t an option any more.
I understand your feelings, your doubts, and we’ll address them. But you do
realize that I cant let the lie go unpunished."
"Yes, Sir." she said, looking down.
"As for Amy and me, if you want it not to happen, it wont. But make up your
mind."
Laura sighed, and climbed off the bunk. It was awkward with her hand cuffed to
the rail but she got down on her knees and assumed her ‘Total Slave’ position,
knees wide, hands behind her head, eyes on my crotch.
"Master," she said, "this slave submits to you totally, and will not protest any
decision Master makes, ANY decision!"
I took a deep breath, and made a decision. "So be it!"
Once we cleared the bay, Ben ordered Amy to strip, and with a look at me she did
so.
We were all at the stern of the ‘Kajira’, Laura having been left below with
orders to remain kneeling.
I had nodded to Ben when I came up on deck, and now he was preparing to turn the
helm over to me.
"Just follow the course changes and watch for rocks." he said. "It should only
take us an hour to get there. I’ll be back by then."
I nodded and took the wheel in my hands, watching the compass and the map.
Ben and Amy went below.
Alone on deck I had time to think. I had expected that Laura and I would
discover something about ourselves on this trip, but it was turning out to be
one of the defining moments of our lives.
I wondered about those who found it easy to be casually intimate beyond their
life partners.
I remembered one guy I met online who bragged about how he and his wife were not
afraid to try anything! From swinging at BDSM parties to dogs, from stripping
live in clubs to meeting the navy for sailor gang bangs, this couple loved to
try it all.
I often wondered how they found it so easy.
Maybe if Laura and I lived in a more permissive part of the country, where we
could share our kink with others at ‘Munches’ and the like, the thought of
sharing ourselves might be easier to handle. But that just wasn’t’ the way it
was at home. We were alone there, our only contact with like minds coming over
our computer.
For all we knew half the town might be into the same things we were, but no one
was talking.
Yes, some people found it very easy.
I wondered if Kiri found it easy. How many people had she been forced to
service over the years? Her story was incredible and I still didn’t know
whether to believe it or not.
If it was true...
What horrors!
Ben came up just as we were rounding a large island. He took the helm from me
and steered us toward a sandy shoreline.
I watched him for clues as to how it went with Amy, but he gave away nothing.
"We can barbecue on the beach." he said. "I have Amy preparing the food right
now. She could use a little help or is Laura permanently resigned to cabin
duty?" Ben asked with a slight smile.
"I can let her go." I said.
"Good. So, was it a lie?" he asked.
I nodded.
"When are you planning on taking care of it?"
"Tonight, sometime."
"It’s best you do it soon, don’t let it fester."
"I will." I said, looking up at him.
He nodded. "Perhaps after we can play with that new toy we bought at the
party."
I chuckled. "You sure Laura will be up to it?"
"I think she will." Ben said, smiling.
We anchored close off shore and I went below to free my wife. "Total Slave,
rules." I told her.
"Yes, Master." she replied, and crawled on all fours out of the cabin.
I went to see our guest.
She sat cross legged naked on her bunk, her hand still cuffed to the rail as I
had left her. Her eyes were closed and she looked like she was meditating.
Her position left little to the imagination.
"Wake up!" I said, a little harsher than I had intended.
She opened her eyes, but didn’t curl up as any other woman might have done
having been suddenly caught in such a revealing position.
Maybe she WAS telling the truth about having been nude for most of her life, she
certainly hadn’t shown us any of the unconscious mannerisms that betray our
socially imprinted modesties.
I unlocked her cuffs and tossed her the shirt we had given her. This time she
put it on but she still didn’t button it. I waited until she had it on and
cuffed her hands together in front of her. As I did so I thought that if she
was telling us the truth that I had no right subjecting her to further
discipline, but to be honest I didn’t trust her.
"I don’t trust you." I said to her, at the same time wondering why I was giving
her the run of the boat again.
"I know, Sir."
I glared at her. "Cut that crap out as well. No more unwanted revelations from
you, understand?"
"Yes, Sir. As you command." she said, bowing her head.
"Go help the women." I ordered and left the cabin.
On deck once again, I helped Ben launch our row boat and we went ashore. We
gathered together enough wood for a decent camp fire and prepared a picnic site
before heading back to the boat.
As we boarded the ‘Kajira’ I said to Ben "I’m going to need that cane again."
All five of us were on the stern. Ben sat at the helm, pipe in his mouth, Amy
kneeling on the deck at his feet. Kiri knelt next to the hatch in her shirt,
cuffed wrists laying on her lap. I stood next to my wife who was bent over the
railing on side of the boat, her wrists bound to her feet forcing her bare ass
up high.
Everyone looked apprehensive about what was about to happen, including Ben.
Kiri looked a little confused as well, but said nothing.
I held the cane in my hand, and stood ready. My heart thumping in my chest. I
also envied those folk who did this for pleasure, how they found this easy I
don’t know.
"Laura," I said, "before I start I just want to make sure that you understand
why I’m doing this. I’m punishing you for lying to me, but not for what you
lied to me about. I hope you can appreciate the difference."
Gagged, Laura couldn’t voice her reply, so instead she nodded.
"Five strokes." I told her, and heard Amy suck in a breath. I looked over at
Amy. She alone here knew what five strokes of the cane would be like. Then I
caught Kiri’s eye, and saw that she too must have experienced the cane at some
point.
I took my stance, and began.
I swung hard, placing each blow with frightening precision. Each swing elicited
a muffled cry from Laura and I had to steal myself for the next one.
The last one I lay in diagonally, crossing the previous four stripes. I knew
that the double struck areas would burn even hotter.
Once done I handed the cane back to Ben who took it below. Laura I left where
she was, crying softly into her gag.
I looked down at Amy who knelt naked on the deck, her eyes lowered.
"Doing that isn’t easy." I said to her, wanting to purge the guilt I felt at
hurting my wife.
"Receiving it isn’t either...Sir." Amy said.
Ben came back up. "Lets go." he ordered. He and the two women piled into the
row boat and he took them ashore. The plan was for them to start cooking right
away while I waited onboard with Laura.
I padded over and took a look at her buttocks. The single stripe I had laid on
her a few days before was still visible, but the five I had just placed on her
seemed to glow against her skin. Her normally tanned behind seemed white as a
ghost against the marks.
I wondered how it felt.
I didn’t want to know.
Presently I let her go, removing all her bonds. I could see that she wanted to
rub her ass but held off doing so.
Instead I took her in my arms and held her tightly, letting her cry it all out.
I wanted to tell her I was sorry, but that would have undermined the discipline
we were seeking, so instead I just told her how beautiful she was and how much I
loved her.
In the end she calmed down and we kissed, long and passionately.
Her nude body rubbed against my shirtless one and I felt my passion rise at the
feel of her soft body, her breasts pushing into my chest and rubbing themselves
on the thick hair.
Our passions grew and soon we dropped to our knees, and then our backs.
Laura winced as she put weight on her butt and I rolled over so she could be on
top.
Wordless she undid the fastener of my shorts and pulled them off me, climbing
back onto my body as soon as she could. She dove onto me, her lips finding
mine, a probing tongue pushing its way deep into me.
I caressed her back and her breasts, carefully kneading those soft mounds as I
enjoyed how her groin rubbed against mine.
Laura was panting now, her eyes closed. She raised her hips and surrounded me in
a single stroke making me almost cum right there.
We moved together in passion, our hearts meeting as we made love on the bare
deck. She rode me like a rodeo star, eyes tight shut and singing her song of
love. I watched in amazement as she began to cum, then lost control myself as
my own orgasm overtook me.
It felt like forever until it ended and when done I lay tired and sore on the
deck.
Laura wasn’t done though, she continued to stroke me slowly until her own climax
ended, before collapsing on my chest.
Her legs, which had been straddling my body, moved down and straightened so that
she lay full on top of me. What she hadn’t done was pull herself off me, I was
still nestled comfortably inside her, our juices mixing.
As our breathing relaxed I held her close to me, and Laura began to cry again.
I can’t say I understood, but that was okay. She could cry all she wanted to,
she was my wife, and I loved her.
End of Part 18
