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On the Water
by Leviticus
Part 9

 The next morning Ben moved the boat through the reef and we anchored in a small bay.
The island was nothing like the last one, it was full of lush tropical growth and had a long sandy beach.
It was beautiful.
 
 The women were already at work cleaning the boat,
and Ben and I ate the breakfast they had prepared on deck, so we could watch them.
 So far they had said nothing about their night together, and Ben had warned me not to press.
 "Laura will tell you in her own good time."
 
 We did notice that both women sported a few new marks.
Amy's butt and thighs had fine red lines on them, and Laura had more lines on her breasts and groin.
It didn't take a genius to see that they were whip marks, but not heavy ones.
These marks were created in pleasure, not in punishment. It made me that much more curious.
 
 After they finished their chores, got cleaned up and ate,
we helped the ladies unpack the row boat and the four of us went ashore.
Ben and I wore shorts and shirts while the ladies were suitably attired
 in just their collars and chains.
 
"This place is wonderful!" Laura said as we stepped on the beach.
"Just wait!" Amy said grinning from ear to ear.
I watched them both with admiration, they looked so cute.
They had the hands cuffed behind them and the ankles hobbled with twelve inch chains.
From their collars hung leashes and it was with pride that I took my wife's.
She smiled at me and I kissed her.
 
"Let's have some fun." she said to me.
"I plan on it Babe!" I replied.
Ben grinned at us both and picked up Amy's leash, attaching it to the back of Laura's collar.
"I'd always wanted a coffle of slave girls!" he said.
"Oh really?" Amy asked, her eyebrows raised.
"But of course all I ever needed was you!" Ben said hurriedly.
"I bet!" Amy replied with a giggle.
 
"I really think that a coffle needs more than two girls to count." I said.
"Well, maybe we can pick up a few more later on." Ben said.
Both women protested.

"Noisy isn't it?" I said, pulling a couple of gags from my bag.
Laura's eyes opened wide. "We'll be quiet!" she said.
"I know you will." I replied, placing the gag in her mouth.

Laura gave me a hurt look as I buckled the penis gag in and then I turned to Amy.
 She grinned and opened her mouth, never taking her eyes off mine as I gagged her as well.
"Did you want to take them?" I asked Ben.
"Sure! Come on!" he replied, taking Laura's leash.

 He led them off and I followed behind.
I have to tell you that the sight of these two naked and bound women,
being led through the jungle was one of the high points of the trip for me.
 
 It all seemed so basic, so natural.
The women in their natural state in a setting about as raw as you can find on earth.
 That they were completely helpless in this environment was a big plus.
I couldn't help but admire them. Amy's tight little ass, the muscles so well defined.
Laura's long blond hair swinging softly back and forth.
 
 When Laura's hair grew to reach her butt she told me that it added a whole new dimension
to walking around nude,
for the ends of her hair would caress her butt cheeks, another constant reminder of her nudity.
I loved it.

As I followed Ben and the women I couldn't help thinking how lucky I was.

 We walked for about a half an hour,
going up hill most of that time until we broke out of the brush and into a clearing.
On our side we could see down into the bay where the 'Kajira' lay at anchor. It looked so small.

 There was a steep cliff on the other side of the clearing that blended into the mountain
that towered over the island and down the face of the cliff flowed water.
It wasn't exactly a waterfall, more like a water dribble.
But over time it had carved out a deep pool of water at it's base, and here where we stopped.

"I like it!" I said.
"Yeah. This is a great spot.
Lets get the women put away and then we can set up the camp." said Ben.
Ben unhooked Amy's leash from Laura and led her over to a tree.
 
 "Wait, I have an idea." I said.
"Okay." Ben replied.
I led Laura over to Amy and pushed them together face to face.
Using rope from the bag I bound them together, relocking their arms around each other.
I caught Laura grinning behind her gag.
Their leashes we tied above them to a tree limb.
"Be good!" I said.
 
 Ben stepped up and examined my handiwork.
"Very nice." he said, and gave both women's butts a squeeze.
It was the first time I had known him purposely touch my wife other than to bind her,
I found it interesting considering our conversation last night.
 
 We left the gear we had brought next to the pool and began the walk back to the 'Kajira'.
The plan was to stay on the island for a couple of days,
and we needed to bring ashore our food and the rest of our camping gear.
 
"They'll be safe there right?" I asked Ben.
"As long as they don't fall over!" Ben said.
They didn't.
It took us about an hour to make the round trip and when we got back the women were as we left them,
wide eyed and helplessly together.
 
 Ben and I set up the camp while the women watched.
Two tents, a fireplace, and a latrine area behind some bushes.
Only then did we let them go and they finished unpacking while we relaxed.
 
When done they came and knelt beside us.
"You are SO beautiful." I told them, making them both smile.
"Lets swim." Ben said. So we did.
The pool was deep and warm from the sun, and had a semi sandy bottom that made it easy on the feet.

 Amy swam to the far side of the pool and began to climb the rocks the water poured down.
Again I was struck by how beautiful wet women were!
She found a spot where she could stand and have the water pour directly on her,
and she turned this way and that, posing unshamefully, her golden collar shining in the sunlight.
"Tease!" Ben yelled at her, making her laugh.

 Laura swam up to me, she had evidently noticed my staring.
"You like to watch her don't you." Laura said.
"I like to watch you both." I said honestly.
Laura turned to look at Amy who was giggling as Ben splashed her with water.
 
"Are you planning anything?" she asked me.
"What do you mean?"
"With her." Laura turned back to me.
"And if I was?" I asked.
 Laura didn't answer. We had talked about this before the trip,
the possibility of us having an encounter of some sort with each other's partners.
 At the time we had decided to just wait and see if there was a possibility
of it happening before agonizing over it. Evidently Laura had begun to agonize.
 
"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked her.
She nodded.
"Then lets do it tonight, lets just enjoy the day now. Okay?"
She nodded again and I took her in my arms, kissing her deeply.
 We were both naked in the water and I could feel my erection brushing her between her legs.
 Always an enjoyable feeling.

"I love you." I told her.
"Oh shut up!" she replied with a smile, her personal code for the same words.
 As we embraced I noticed that Amy had come down from the rocks
and she and Ben were facing each other in a similar embrace.
 
 We watched as they kissed and Ben lifted his nymph like companion out of the water.
As he lowered her back down both Laura and I knew what he had done,
and we watched quietly as the couple made love there in the pool.
 
 I held on to Laura from behind, my hands on her breasts as Ben and Amy slowly fucked.
To Laura's surprise I lifted her suddenly by the hips and she plunged effortlessly onto my penis,
engulfing it in her warmth.
 
 Laura and I began to work ourselves up to a wonderful orgasm,
the water giving us a buoyancy that made things a lot easier.
I was able to keep both hands on her breasts, pinching her nipples between my fingers.

 Laura closed her eyes as she usually does but I watched Ben and Amy.
Amy's head was bent forward, obscuring Ben's face from view.
Her arms were wrapped around him, the rest of them hidden in the water.
Amy was panting and moaning, as was Laura in front of me, but Amy lacked Laura's musical talent.
Her cries were primal, basic, and loud!
 
 Ben HAD to gagging her on the boat when they made love
for we surely would have heard her otherwise at our end.
 
 Laura came first, but her cries of passion were drowned out by Amy who almost screamed!
As they slowed down Amy glanced over at us, very red faced. I smiled.

 Ben lifted her off him and looked rather embarrassed himself
until her saw what Laura and I were doing.
I doubt he even heard us over Amy screaming in his ears.

 Laura, looked up and laughed and Amy followed suit.
Ben and I joined in and the clearing was filled with our joy.
Life was good.

I grabbed Laura and much to her embarrassment I carried her out of the water,
still impaled on me, only slipping out of her when I put her down.
She turned and kissed me.
 
 I returned the kiss and then reached down for a chain Ben and I had positioned earlier.
Connected to a tree, the chain was long enough to reach all parts of the camp site,
the other end would connect to Laura's leg.
Another chain connected to a different tree was waiting for Amy.
Ben brought her out to it and locked it upon her.
 
 "I'm hungry." he said. "I think it's time the slave girls made lunch."
"How typically male!" Laura said, making us laugh.
"Yeah, some sex, some food, that's all it takes to make them happy." Amy added with a giggle.
"We also like silence!" I said, picking up their gags.
"You wouldn't dare." Laura said, with a smile.
"Oh wouldn't I?" I said, and I made a playful move toward her.
Laura screamed and began moving backward across the sand that surrounded the pool
 and laughing I followed.
 
She came up short at the end of her chain and tried to dodge left,
laughing as much as I was, but I grabbed a foot.
 In seconds I was on top of her and with our wriggling naked bodies entwined
I managed to get the gag in her and buckled.
 I looked over at Ben who tossed over a padlock.
Surprisingly I caught it and Laura was now irrevocably gagged.
She glared at me but I could tell she wasn't really mad.
We play these games all the time.
 
Ben was laughing as he pulled on a pair of shorts, and Amy smiled where she knelt.
 
 I got up and stood over my wife. "Dust me off, woman!" I ordered.
Laura gave me that look again, and she began to pat me down, brushing the sand off my skin.
I'm sure she slapped me a little harder then was needed, but I wasn't going to spoil her fun.
 
"Very good!" I said when I was reasonably clean. "Now go help with lunch.
And stay on your knees, walking is out for you for a while!" I told her.
Laura whined, but did as I asked, crawling over the warm sand to the camp site,
her ankle chain pulled behind her.
I walked with her, giving her a small spank to hurry her up.
 
 I love to watch her crawl, her suspended breasts swaying slightly from side to side,
her sex visible between her legs. Again it was that natural state thing.
"She looks good like that!" Ben said.
"Yes she does, in fact she does this a lot more at home.
She's been kinda spoiled out here."
 
"I know what you mean." he said, looking at Amy who was busy unpacking a hamper full of food.
"What she needs is a day of deep discipline." I told Ben, pulling on my own shorts.
"Sounds good. Amy could use one too. Lets make it today shall we?"
"Yes let's." I said, looking at him. He inclined his head in my direction.
 I was in charge.
 
 "Okay, Women! Kneel!"
Amy and Laura stopped what they were doing and knelt.
Laura snapped to and knelt with her hands behind her head, her knees spread, her eyes on her breasts.
Amy knelt as she normally did until she saw how Laura knelt.
She hesitantly changed positions to match.
 
 "That's right, Amy." Ben said. "Today you watch Laura and do what she does."
Yes Sir." Amy said, stifling a grin.
We had told her about the times when once a week Laura went 'Total Slave',
and I think she was eager to see what it was like.
 
 "Good!" I said, smiling.
"No talking among yourselves, no talking to us unless it is something important.
You keep your eyes on your work or your breasts or our dicks, nothing else.
No touching yourselves, although you can touch each other if you wish,
and no walking unless we tell you otherwise. Understood?"
"Yes, Sir." they both replied.
 
"Anything to add?" I asked Ben.
He shook his head.
"Very well, prepare lunch, for two, large portions."
 
 As the women bent to their tasks, I grabbed a beer from the cooler
and Ben and I stood nearby and watched them.
We spoke about them as if they weren't there,
talking about how they looked and how they performed as sex partners.
 
 Ben quickly caught on that the purpose of our loud conversation was to embarrass the hell out of them
and while our language never dropped to anything crude we still got them both red with humiliation.
 
 Amy would look our way from time to time, whenever one of said something particularly cutting,
but Laura worked without looking at us at all.
We kept the game up until the women were ready, kneeling in place with their hands behind their heads.
 
 Ben and I casually made our way back and began to eat.
The women knelt quietly next to us, their heads down,
 but I knew that they were wondering if they were going to get fed.
 
 Eventually I took off Laura's gag and picked up some cut up cold cuts
and held them in front of her mouth.
She picked the food from my fingers, her teeth never touching me.
I then did the same for Amy. Amy glanced at Ben.
"Don't look at him!" I told her.
 Amy looked down at my fingers full of meat, and did as Laura did, but she used her teeth.
"Next time, I don't want to feel your teeth." I ordered. Amy sighed.
 
Ben watched with interest.
"Having them only use their lips helps them develop their dexterity." I explained to Ben.
"Ah, I see. That would come in handy." he said.
We continued to feed our beautiful ladies, then made them clean up.
 
"We wont need them for a while will we?" I said.
"No, there's something we can do but we wont need them until later." Ben answered.
 
 "Okay." I reached into the toy bag and pulled out some metal stakes and a hammer.
Ben helped me pound them into the ground and soon we had Laura and Amy staked spread-eagled on the sand, face down, side by side. We gagged them both

and Ben tossed me a tube of sunscreen.
 
"I'll let you do the honors." he said. "I'm going to take a nap."
I smiled. We had positioned them so that their open legs faced the camp site
and Ben settled into a camp chair with a perfect view of their intimate places.
 
 I stripped off my shorts and squeezed some lotion on my hands and began work on Amy,
rubbing the gooey mess all over her skin.
She almost looked up at me, but instead watched my penis which I made sure she could see.
 I let my hands roam her back and her buttocks, coming close but not touching her pussy.
Then I did her legs and feet, enjoying their hardness.
 
 "Oops, missed a spot." I said, and went back to apply a dollop to her pussy.
"Tut tut, guess its covered in lotion already!" I said,
making her blush even more than I had with the rub down.
I worked her wetness into the surrounding skin.
 
 As I did I caught Laura's eye. She was watching me carefully, with perhaps a hint of jealousy?
"Don't worry Laura." I said to the gagged woman. "You're next!"
 
 My rubbing had definitely had it's affect on Amy, and I kept going until I heard her begin to pant.
I bet she was surprised when I got up suddenly. I walked over to Ben and tossed him the lotion.
"I'm tired. Can you do Laura?"
Ben smiled. "Sure." he said.
 
I pulled on my shorts and settled down in the chair Ben vacated. He really had a great view.

 Ben pulled off his shorts as I had done and crouched near Laura's head.
I knew that she had to have a real close look at Ben's manhood from that angle
and I bet she enjoyed the view, knowing how interested in men's equipment she was.
 
 Ben began rubbing her down and I wondered what Amy thought of it.
Did she have that slight look of jealously in her eyes?
I wanted to know but I though it best to stay where I was.
Instead I admired the two bright pink flowers splayed open before me,
one I knew so well and one I...well, that might come eventually.

 Ben took his time rubbing lotion into my wife
and I doubted there was a spot of exposed skin that he missed.
Well there was one. He had avoided touching my wife's pussy.
He looked up at me and I nodded. I could already see that she was excited.
 He began to rub her slowly and didn't stop until Laura began to moan.
As he rubbed he moved over where he could reach Amy and rubbed her too.
He soon had both women panting and moaning and then with a grin he stopped and stood up.
 
Both women moaned louder but he ignored them. He pulled his shorts on and then went into the water.
I joined him and we swam for a little while.
"So, you had something planned?" I asked him.
"Yes, but we have to go back to the boat." he replied.
"What for?" I thought we had brought all we needed.
"You'll see."

We got out of the water and Ben went to the bag of toys and pulled out the remote controlled vibrators.
 He handed me one.

 "This will keep them occupied while we're gone." he said with a grin.
Then he quickly dug in the bag and pulled out some blindfolds.
He took everything and walked to where the women could see him.
"Ladies. Don and I are going for a walk. In the meantime we are going to put these in you."
 He showed them the vibrator he was carrying.
 He dropped to his knees and put a blindfold on each woman,
then motioned me over. "Walk around them." he said.
 
 Puzzled I did as he asked, the both of us walking around and over them for a few minutes.
Then he dropped down between Amy's legs and motioned for me to do the same with Laura.
That was when I got it. The women would know someone was behind them but would have no idea who.
Ben turned on the vibrator and began to push it into Amy, and I did the same with Laura.
Laura moaned as it went in, her pussy still moist and inflamed.
 
 Ben stepped back and I joined him.
"Those vibrators had better be where we left them when we come back!" he warned.
 
 I chuckled and we left the clearing, heading back to the boat.
"You're a devious S.O.B." I told him once the women were out of earshot."
"I learned it from you. The erotic use of confusion I think you called it."
I laughed. "Yeah, and I hope we can keep it up for the rest of the trip!"
Ben chuckled.

A half hour later we made it to the row boat and made our way out to the 'Kajira'.
 Once onboard I found out what we had come back for.
His cane.

End of Part 9.

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On the Water
by Leviticus
 Chapter 10

 The sun had been popping in and out from behind small cotton puff clouds all day,
but it was still strong enough to burn as Ben and I discovered when we got back to the camp site.
 
 The women, trapped on their fronts with their intimate parts fully exposed,
were turning just a slight shade of pink despite the large amount of sunscreen we had lovingly applied. Their coloring brought out the marks from the

light whips they had used on each other the night before.
 
 They were also both moaning a little from the actions of the vibrators we had left running in them
and both their asses were shifting from side to side as they tried to cope.
They looked very wet and ready and I found myself growing quite hard at the sight of them.

Ben and I padded silently to our women and as one we placed our hands on their pussies.
They both jumped not having heard us and they squealed as we began pumping them with the vibrators.
At a signal from Ben we pulled the vibrators out with an audible plop
and got moans of frustration out of both of women.

 My wife raised her hips toward me, her very erect labia searching for more stimulation.
I smiled and bent low, kissing those soft wet lips before standing again.
 
 Ben hid the cane under a blanket while I undid the bonds that held the women down
and took off their blindfolds.
They got stiffly to their knees and I told them to crawl over to the latrine area and use it.
 
 They looked at each other, both realizing that I had just ordered them to use the bathroom together.
Amy looked over at Ben for conformation, something that I found a little annoying to be honest.
If she knew Ben trusted me enough to give these kinds of orders,
than why was she questioning them by waiting for Ben to confirm them.
"I told you not to look at him!" I said sharply to her.
Amy jerked her head back and looked me in the eye for a second before looking down at her chest.
"Go." I ordered and both women began to crawl slowly toward the bushes we had staked out.
 
 I walked over to Ben. "Ben, what are we going to do about that?" I asked him.
While I felt confident enough with the control aspects of our chosen lifestyle,
I still tended to turn to Ben for the punishment side.
"About what? The way they hesitated?" Ben asked.
"Well, there's that too I guess.
 
 But I'm really talking about the way Amy watches you to see if she has to do something I ask!"
"Don, don't take it personally.
What we have here is a very intimate situation,
and I would imagine that both Amy and Laura are as nervous as hell right now." Ben said.
"It's only natural that Amy will look to me for a little security
as I expect Laura would you if I was the one giving them the orders.
Remember Pal, not to put the system over the people.
 
 They may have agreed to be ours, but that didn't take anything away from the people they are inside.
Just relax and once they both settle some more I'm sure Amy will trust you enough to stop looking to me
 and vice versa with Laura."
I nodded, relaxing a bit. Ben made a lot of sense and I told him so.

 "Good." he said with a smile. "But there is that other matter.
They both should have acted a little faster on your command shouldn't they?
I don't want to get into the habit of having to repeat orders and I doubt you do either."
"No, I don't!" I said grinning.
"Well then, here's what we'll do..."
 
 When the women finally crawled back into the clearing, both a little red faced,
I ordered them back to their spots within the steaks.
We bound them again, this time face up.
"We're going to have to put you to work later." I told them as I pulled off my shorts.
"All this lying around you get to do is going to make you lazy!"

Both women stared at me over their gags. Laura with a concerned smile and Amy with a nervous one.
Ben tossed me the sunscreen and settled naked into one of the chairs.

 Again I rubbed sunscreen into Amy's skin,
taking my time as I made sure to reach each part of her exposed body.
As I did her breasts I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
With her arms out stretched her breasts were almost pulled back into her chest,
just little tan mounds topped with some very erect nipples.
A friend told me once that anything more than a handful was a waste,
well excuse me for liking a bit of waste.
Her nipples looked divine though and I had to resist the urge to nibble on them.
 
 I did most of the work on her body from a position between her legs,
and I was well aware of how my naked body moved over hers, not touching yet very close indeed.
Amy kept her eyes on me though she managed to avoid looking in my eyes.
 Her body was tense under my hands but I did feel her begin to relax
when I massaged more cream onto her sex.
A couple of times she did jump however,
when the tip of my penis grazed her skin as I reached across her body.
I quite enjoyed it.
 
 When I was done I looked over at Laura to find her watching me.
She looked away quickly but I could see that she was terribly concerned.
I wondered how much longer Ben and I could keep this game up before one of them safe worded.
 I got up and went over to Ben, handing him the sunscreen,
and he applied it to my wife in much the same manner as I had to Amy.
 Only then did I realize how my position had shown him my ass
and to be honest Ben in the same position was not a pretty picture. I had to laugh.
 
 Ben took his time and was a little more successful at exciting Laura
for she was moaning a little by the time he got done.
He also took the time to give Amy a little massage before getting up.
 
 I saw a few times when Ben's impressive member brushed Laura's skin,
and there was one point as he did her shoulders that his dick rubbed against her smooth flat tummy
quite a lot! I hoped he enjoyed it and wondered how Laura was taking it.
It didn't occur to me until much later that day that I hadn't been concerned at all
about the intimate contact between Ben and my wife.
I just watched them with a smile until Ben was done.
 
By now I was so hard I was aching.
Ben put their blindfolds on and I got up and went over, bringing the vibrators.
We walked around them for a few minutes and got down between their legs.
 
 Silently we played with our women,
using the vibrators and our intimate knowledge of just how much they could take
to drive them toward a sexual peak.
 I was really glad when Ben gave the signal
and we pulled away the vibrators and replaced them with ourselves.
 
 Under me Laura bucked and shuddered as my entry triggered her first orgasm.
I came not long after and then she came again.
The muscles of her body were in sharp relief as she strained against her bonds
and she looked and felt fantastic. It was a tremendous fuck!
 
 Next to us Amy was expressing her own passions that the gag she wore could barely contain.
Ben, who must have outweighed his woman by almost a hundred pounds was being lifted into the air
like a bronco on a bull. I didn't know Amy had that much strength in her.
 Ben had this huge grin on his face that I'm sure matched mine as we both rode our women to exhaustion,
and soon the four of us were lying still on the warm sand completely done in.
 
 I pulled out of my wife and moved away,
not acknowledging who I was although I would have been surprised if she hadn't known.
After a moment Ben joined me and we went for a swim to clean up. On the other side we talked.
"Wow!" I said.
 
Ben laughed. "Don, I have to tell you that I never expected to be able to perform like that with Amy
with anyone as close to us as you and Laura were just now."
"Me too. I guess we're breaking down a few taboos today aren't we!"
"I guess we are." Ben agreed.
"So...time for the next stage?" I asked.
"Lets give them some water first." Ben said.
 
 We went back and I unlocked the women's gags while Ben got some water bottles out of the cooler.
He also brought some salt tablets, for the women had been sweating a lot as they lay there in the sun.
"No talking, either of you." I said as I pulled Laura's gag out.
 
 Her mouth stayed open, her tongue snaking past her drying lips.
I gave her a little water and then when she was ready I let her take the salt tablet.
Ben did the same with Amy and we stayed with them until they had each finished their bottle of water
before replacing the gags.
 
Ben and I went over to the chairs and I lay back on a blanket, drinking my own bottle of water.
"Ready?" Ben asked me.
I nodded, feeling a little nervous.
Ben took a blanket and folded it up into a pillow sized bundle and walked over to a fallen log
at the edge of the clearing. I dug the cane out from where Ben had hid it and followed him.

 Ben laid the blanket over the log.
"This is about the right height for using the cane when there isn't anything for her to bend over."
 Ben said to me.
I nodded without saying a word.

 "You saw how we did it the other night, with Amy on her knees.
The angle is different but not too bad. Give it a go!"

 He stepped aside and I got into position to strike the blanket with the cane.
I don't know if the ladies had heard Ben talking,
but they certainly heard the swish of the cane traveling through the air and the thump of it's landing.
Two heads appeared above tanned breasts even though they couldn't see anything with their blindfolds on.
 
From our angle they looked a little comical
as their heads bobbed back and forth over the splendor that was their nude forms.
 
 I watched them until they put their heads down again and used the cane again.
This time I didn't watch the women, I concentrated on my task.
I was hitting high but I soon corrected that.
I struck again and again at a steady pace that wouldn't tire me out,
until I felt I could close my eyes and hit the same spot.
 
 Ben told me that it was important I practice. "Muscle memory." he called it.
"It's the same with any repetitive task.
Do it enough times and your body remembers the moves so well you don't have to think about it anymore.
You are able to focus more on the result than the action itself.
It's like driving in a way. You don't really think about how you steer or use the pedals,
instead your focus is on where you're going and how to get there safely."
 
 I hadn't really understood when he had told me that at first,
but after a while I knew what he was talking about.
 
 I no longer had to think about how high to raise the cane or how hard to bring it down,
instead I just concentrated on placing it exactly where I wanted it and with the correct angle.
"You're ready to try one for real." he said to me.
I swallowed and nodded, my throat dry.
We went back to the ladies, the both of them lying silent and still.
They had evidently heard Ben's last statement.
 
 Ben unlocked and took off Amy's blindfold and gag while I did the same with Laura.
She looked up at me with her big blue eyes and her expression was a little anxious.
I leaned forward and kissed her softly. "Be brave." I whispered.
She nodded.
 
 "Amy." Ben said. "It's time for that punishment I promised you.
Don is going to be the one to give it to you. Will you be okay with that?"
Amy looked at me, then at Ben. "I hope you trained him right." she said with a slight smile.
Ben smiled and gave her a brief hug. "Since when do I do anything half assed!" he growled gently.
I was a little relieved that Amy could smile, I wished I could.
 
 Ben undid her bonds and let Amy kneel on the sand for a moment
as she worked out the stiffness in her arms.
 I could tell she wanted to talk, but she kept her peace as ordered.
There would be plenty of time for talking later.
 
I went and stood next to her and she looked over at me,
naked except for my watch and the cane in my hand.
"Position." I said, as Ben had instructed me.
 
 Amy quickly bent low, as she had on a beach on another island miles from here.
Her head and shoulders to the ground while she grabbed her ankles with her hands.
She turned her head to look away from me which I was glad for.
"Wait." Ben said. He prodded Amy until she moved slightly,
her ass pointed at my wife who was still staked out spread eagle on the sand.
Laura of course was watching all this with wide eyes.
 
"Okay." Ben said.
I took my position.
"You sure?" I asked Ben.
"Aren't you?" he asked me, raising an eyebrow.
After a moment I nodded, and he inclined his head toward Amy.
 
"Amy." I said. "For disobeying a direct order to stop complaining when told to, One strike."
I didn't hesitate. I simply raised the cane and brought it down, muscle memory taking over.
The cane hit just where I had aimed it, between her two previous strokes in an almost perfect even line.
Amy yelped but otherwise made no sound.
I had brought the cane back right away,
and got my first real look at the mark one of these things would leave behind.
 
 An angry red line with very white flesh surrounding it crossed her buttocks from cheek to cheek.
As I watched the red began to change color, turning a little multicolored.
The edges of the line looked like they were beginning to swell and raise up just slightly.
I resisted the urge to reach out and touch them.
"Okay, Amy?" Ben asked. He was standing where he could see both my strike zone and her face.
 The back of Amy's head moved and I guessed that she nodded.
"Don?" he asked me.

"I'm fine." I whispered.  Ben watched me for a moment.
 "That looked pretty good to me, Don, just like you practiced it.
 But Amy here is going to be the final judge. Amy, compared to mine, how was that?"
"Sir," Amy said after a moment, "it...wasn't as hard as yours, but close."
"Hear that Don?" Ben said.
I nodded, hating the next bit.
 
Laura hadn't moved from her position,
I knew that she would hold it until ordered otherwise despite the pain she felt.
She had shifted her knees though, spreading her legs a little.
 Her sex was more exposed than it had been earlier,
and I didn't know if she had shifted for sexual reasons or just for better purchase.
 
 Ben had told me long ago that Amy found the cane and the pain to be arousing
unless applied with enough force to override the pleasure centers of her brain.
I wondered if I had hit her hard enough.
Well I was about to find out.

 "Amy. For not obeying my order to go use the latrine area until I ordered you a second time,
One strike." I said.
This made Laura gasp and Amy turn her head. She looked at me and then turned to face Ben again.
Ben stood unmoving, purposely not giving her any encouragement or security.
We had worked out earlier that this moment was between Amy and myself.
 Would she trust me or break discipline to seek Ben's council.

 She shifted on her knees, then became still. She had made her decision.
I swung again, a little off but not enough to count.
I caught her on her lower cheeks, below the previous marks left by Ben a few nights before.
My stroke was harder, faster, and Amy cried out louder.
The welt the strike had left behind developed like the one before it.
 
I could hear a slight sobbing and saw that it was Laura. She stopped when I looked at her.
Ben walked over and began to undo Laura's bondage. I stood and waited while he did so.
When Laura was free she knelt as Amy had done and worked her muscles to reduce any stiffness she felt.
 She didn't look at me, instead focusing on Amy who still held her position.
I pointed with the cane to a spot next to Amy. Laura looked up at me then.
 
 I wonder what kind of a picture we made.
Laura on her knees, naked, her eyes wide and her posture submissive.
 While I was standing, also nude but with the cane in my hand,
my expression dark and my posture anything but submissive.
Our tableau lasted only a couple of seconds before Laura moved where I had directed her.
"Position." I said.
 
Laura assumed the same bent over posture that Amy had, her face turned toward me.
"Laura, for making me order you twice to use the latrine area with Amy, and because I feel
you need to taste the cane at least once before we decide if it is for us, one strike."
 
 "Sir." she said quietly. "can this humble girl make a request?"
Her language told me that she had slipped into her deeper submissive mode,
a place she only really went during our 'Total Slave' days when she had really been worked hard.
 It was a sort of subspace for her but one she could still function in.
Normally she didn't use third person to refer to herself, feeling it a little demeaning.
It only came out in this state.

"Go ahead." I said.
"Sir, please bind and gag this slave so that she will not embarrass you."

 "Very well." I said after a moment.
I tend to make my speech a little more formal during these times as well.
It's like we become two different people I guess.
 
Ben turned to fetch some rope and I stood back a little.
Laura and I didn't break eye contact while Ben bound her forearms to her knees and put her gag back in.
 
I had to motion for her to turn her head before she would stop looking at me.
I remembered how hard I had hit Amy the second time and this was the strength I used on Laura.
She yelled into her gag and pulled at her ropes for a moment before becoming still and silent.
 A welt just like the ones on Amy began slowly to appear.
I did see something new this time.
 Unlike Amy, Laura's butt has a little more padding and as I struck
 noticed a slight ripple flow away across her flesh. It just seemed unusual enough to mention.
 
As the two women knelt together I walked over to Ben and handed him the cane. "Thank you." I said to him.

 We left the women alone for about fifteen minutes before going to them again.
Ben led Amy over to the pool while I undid the ropes that bound Laura and took off her gag.
I helped her to her feet and we joined our friends in the water.
 
 "What ever you do, don't touch your ass." I told Laura as she reached behind herself.
She stopped and held on to me instead.

 Once we were chest deep in the water she hugged me and began to cry a little
and I gave her what comfort I could.
She soon calmed down and began to smile which made me feel a lot better.
"It really hurts you know?" she said to me.
"I know." I replied.
"I do NOT want you to ever use that thing on me again." she said.
"I hope I never have to, babe!" I said, hugging her close.
 
 She was silent for a moment. "You're going to get a cane, aren't you."
 It was a statement of fact, not a question.
"Yes." I replied.

 We held on to each other,
naked in a jungle pool on an uninhabited island in the middle of the Atlantic someplace.
Alone together, yet more in touch with each other than ever before.

End of part 10.

cocomink:

On the Water
 by Letiticus
 chapter 11

Laura and I were alone. We had gone for a walk, needing a little time to ourselves.
We were both naked, and had only brought along a blanket and a small bag of essentials.

 After walking silently for a while,
we had come across a small outcropping of rock jutting out from the mountain side.
 The view of the surrounding ocean was fantastic so we decided to stop and rest.
I lay the blanket down and we lay on it together.
 
Laura lay on her front, arms folded under her head, eyes closed as her body absorbed the warmth of the sun,
her golden hair falling into a gentle pile beside her.
I lay next to her and carefully rubbed a vitamin cream onto her butt.
 Ben had assured me that this cream would help promote the healing process,
it was what he used on Amy after caning her.
 
 Laura winced whenever I touched the brand new welt I had given her, but otherwise didn't complain.
When I was done I lay on my front as well and we watched the water far below us.
"Beautiful, isn't it!" I said.
"Yes." Laura answered.
"It feels good, being here with you."
 I turned my head toward my wife, but she just stared out at the water.
"If someone had told me a year ago that we would be lying nude next to each other on a tropical island,
I would have thought them crazy."

"There have been a lot of crazy things so far on this trip!" Laura whispered.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"Yeah...just feeling the effects of the day I guess. You guys have put us though a lot today.
You don't have any idea what it takes out of us." She looked at me. "Both emotionally and physically."
 
"Do you want to stop?"
"I just want...time to catch my breath that's all."
"Sure."
We watched the sea birds do their thing for a while.
"Donald, can we talk now, seriously?"
"Alright." I said, concerned about what was on her mind.
"I want to talk about you and Amy."
"Okay." I said with reservations.
"You DO want her don't you."
"And if I do?"
"Please Donald, don't play those verbal games with me. I need you to be honest!"

"Very well, I do want to spend some very intimate time with her, but not without Ben's permission,
her permission, and most importantly YOUR permission."
 Laura watched my face, searching for something. Then her eyes glanced down my body.
"You don't have any sunblock on do you. You'll burn under this sun!"
 She got up and got a tube of sun screen out of the small bag we had brought.
She straddled my thighs and began rubbing the cream into me.
 
 I knew she was using this as a distraction while she thought about what I said.
She knew perfectly well that I rarely needed sunblock,
having been blessed with a skin that always tanned well.
Her position behind me also prevented me from seeing her face.
 
 So I just lay there and enjoyed the feelings of her hands on my skin,
her bare thighs at my sides, and the occasional brushing of her sex against my butt.
 And as I lay I waited.
 
"Does Ben know?" she eventually asked.
"About me and Amy? Yes, he does."
"And?"
"We have an agreement. We're not going to take that step yet."
"Oh."
"But, he did express similar thoughts about you!"
"He did?" Laura paused, then resumed her rub down.
She was working a little harder and longer than was needed simply to apply sun screen.
 "What did he say?"
"Now that would be telling." I said with a smile.
"Asshole." she said, giving my ass a spank.
"Hey!" I said.
"Sorry, but you can be a real pig sometimes. I'm trying to have a serious conversation here."

 "Well, there are some things we aren't going to talk about, Laura,
such as what Ben and I talk about in private.
There are some things that I don't think you need to know yet."
 
"This is no way to run a marriage Donald, aren't we supposed to share with each other?"
"In a normal marriage yes,
but you knew before we got married that the rules were going to be different.
 Wasn't that the whole idea?"
"I don't know...not knowing has me frightened."
 
 I turned over, lying on my back to face her. She remained straddled across my thighs,
her legs wide and open, her head bowed.
She looked quite beautiful but my mind was more on our conversation.
 
"What frightens you?" I asked gently.
"Lots of things." she said after a pause.
"Such as?"
"What you said about Ben, what you said about Amy, what you said about getting a cane,
and what THAT will mean to our relationship.
When you...when we take that step...it wont be a game anymore, will it!"
 
"Nothing will stop us from having fun, Babe." I said slowly.
"Sure. But behind it all will be that brown stick sitting in a corner somewhere, just waiting.
 I know that I'll not be able to forget that it's there."
 
 I chose my next words with care, for I could feel her trembling despite the warmth of the sun.
She was truly affected by this. "Tell me now, Laura.
Do you really, deep down, want me to forget about bringing a cane into our lives,
and all the additional discipline that comes with it?"
 
 Laura looked up at me, her blue eyes moist, her expression worried.
She stared at me for a moment before answering.

 "No, I want you to get that cane, I want you to keep it sitting in a corner,
I want you to keep it handy for use,
 I want all the rules and the discipline
and everything else that comes with a cane in the house.
 I want it all! But...what I'm afraid off,
 is that when it comes down to you using it on me,
 seriously using it on me,  I'm scared that I'm going to like it!"
 
 Ben had warned me about this, so had Amy.
Amy especially since she and Laura were much alike in many ways.
Both had a masochistic streak a mile wide.

 Ben had managed to find the far side of Amy's,
but it looked like I had yet to do the same for Laura.
It was something I needed to do.
 
"How do you feel now, about your being caned this afternoon?" I asked.
"Now? Sore, I cant move without it hurting."
"No...how do you FEEL?"

Laura stared at me, her mouth open as if to speak.
 I could almost see the thoughts behind those intelligent eyes of hers.
 There were times when she really acted like the dumb blonde people took her for,
 but most of the time I felt she was out thinking all of us.

She closed her mouth, then her eyes. "Touch me." she said.
"What?"
"Touch me, please."
  Slowly I raised a hand and reached out to her.
I touched her stomach and let my hand drift downward.

 My fingers slipped through her pubic hair, hair she kept trimmed
but which I vowed to have her remove sometime, and caressed her slit.
 It was warm, and moist. Her clitoris was raised slightly,
it's hood drawn back a little to give it some exposure.
 
 I easily slipped a finger into her, drawing a quiet moan from her.
I pulled out, it was all the answer I needed.
"It wasn't enough was it." I said flatly. Laura opened her eyes, her focus on the ocean.
 "No. But you only hit me once." she whispered.
"Well," I said grimly, "I wont make that mistake again!"
Laura shuddered, then to my surprise she leaned forward and kissed me.
 "Thank you." she said.

We didn't say much after that until the walk back to the camp site.
 We walked hand in hand, Laura carrying the bag while I carried the blanket.

"About you and Amy?" Laura said suddenly.
"What?"
"I take it that this afternoon everything that happened to me while I was blindfolded was you?"
"Maybe."
 Laura shot me a dark look for a second.
"I could still use my safe word you know, and spoil your games."
"You could, but I don't think you will. You want to see where this goes as much as I do.
 Now YOU be honest with me!
When Ben was giving you that rub down, didn't you WANT him to take it further?" I asked her.
"I...I would have had sex with anyone at that point I was so worked up."
"Bullshit Laura. Don't lie to me."
I stopped walking which forced Laura to stop and turn to me.
 "Lying isn't an option for you any longer."
"Alright. Yes, I...would not have minded if Ben had decided to have sex with me right then.
 But that was then, when I was so juiced up I couldn't think straight!"
"And now?"
 
"Well since we're doing the strictly honest routine now, I'll tell you that I don't know!"
"Calm down Laura." I said, she was getting agitated and little belligerent.
"Well you asked!"
"That I did."
"My turn now.
 Did it feel good running your hands all over that woman?" she was beginning to sound angry.
"Jealous are we?" I said calmly.
"Answer me dammit! Why cant you just answer a simple question with a simple answer!"
"Maybe it's because of the way you're asking!" I said, feeling my own temper rise.
 
 "Oh I AM sorry! Your little slave girl is SO sorry for acting like a regular human being.
Could this slave girl's kind and loving Master PLEASE tell this pitiful wretch how it felt
to have his hands all over her best friend while SHE WATCHED...!"
 
Laura had taken my arm and adopted a sing song sarcastic quality to her voice,
 mocking the hell out of me.
 
 I have this flash fast temper, something I can usually control.
But at this moment, with this subject,  and with this kind of prodding,
it came upon me faster than I could handle.
 I slapped her across the face, stopping her verbal tirade dead.
 
 She looked at me with wide eyes and a wider mouth, then she let go of me and walked away.
She walked toward a fallen log and sat on it, jumping up with a curse and dropping to her knees.
She didn't look at me.
 
"I'm sorry." I said, very much regretting my physical outburst.
"That's okay, Sir! You have a perfect right to hit me if you want,
 after all I'm only your property, not a human being anymore!"
"What has got INTO you, so sudden?" I asked, getting frustrated and not a little scared.
"Nothing that you would be interested in." she replied.
 
"Well that's enough! You want to play the slave girl routine with me, that's fine! Come here!"
"Make me."
"COME HERE!" I yelled.
She turned. One look at my face and I know she saw I wasn't kidding anymore.
 I was angry and to me this was a game no longer.
"NOW!" I yelled.
With a scared look on her face she stood up.
"CRAWL!"
 
 She dropped back to her knees and crawled across the damp jungle floor toward me,
stopping at my feet.
She resumed her kneeling position, the position I demand of her while in total slave mode.
Hands behind her head, her elbows back, her back straight and her knees spread,
her eyes looking straight down.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON WITH YOU, WOMAN?" I yelled.
Laura jumped. She mumbled something I couldn't catch.
"Speak up!" I said a little quieter. I figured I had her attention now.
"You're right, I am jealous." she said in a small voice.
 I leaned close. "You don't have to be jealous, Babe.
 If it affects you this much I'll just back off.
the four of us can still have a great time together without us all sleeping with each other.
 It's okay!"
 
"No...you're wrong." she said. I could tell she wanted to look me in the face,
 but I had scared her into reverting to the training we had developed over the past year.
"I'm not wrong, we'll be fine!"
"I wasn't talking about that. I was talking about you and Amy."
"What?" I asked, suddenly very puzzled.
"I wasn't talking about my being jealous of Amy being with you, but of you being with her!"
"What?" I asked again, totally stunned.

"When...when you had your hands on her earlier, I wasn't angry at you.
She's beautiful and you're just a guy. Besides, I really do trust you.
I know you wont do anything.
 If you HAD done anything it would have been like raping her,
 cos I know she isn't ready for that,  and I think you know that too.
 
What I was angry at was the fact that I wasn't the one touching her,
 that you were keeping me from her.
I was jealous of you being able to touch her while I couldn't!"
"Are you in love with her?" I asked her after a moment.
"No...maybe...more in lust than in love I think. But we connect, you know?"
"Like last night? On the boat?"
Laura blushed. "Yeah, like on the boat."
"Will you tell me what went on between you two?"

 "Will you make me, Sir?" This time it wasn't a challenge.
 It was a plea for privacy.
Ben and I had never interfered with the private chats and letters between the two women,
although there were a couple of times we wished we had.
We had always respected their privacy.
We figured that the ability to talk together about their submissive roles
helped them both to cope with our unusual lifestyles.

"No. I wont make you. But I do want to understand." I said.
"So do I, Sir."
I sighed and looked around. The sun was getting low in the sky.
"Your behavior just now was abominable." I told her.
"Yes Sir."
"But then so was mine, and I cant punish yours without punishing mine."
"I drove you to it Sir. You...hit me because I deliberately made you mad."
I was still angry to be honest, I don't calm quickly.

"Very well. Up on your knees!" She had been sitting back on her ankles.
 At my command she raised herself to an upright kneeling position.
"Now don't move. I'll be back for you eventually,
 and I might watch you for a bit before revealing myself,
 so you had better be in this position when I get back!"

"You're leaving me, Don!"
"Yes, so shut up and wait for me."
 I picked up the bag and blanket which we had dropped
and continued to walk down the trail we had been following.
I looked behind me to see her still kneeling in position and I knew
that she had to be fighting with herself over whether or not to watch me leave.

I did not want to cane her over her behavior,
there were too many emotional variables involved, for both of us.
 But I had nothing against giving her a good scare for talking to me the way she had.
 I figured alone and naked in the jungle would scare her enough.
 I only wished I had some rope with me so I could have tethered her to a tree or something.

 Still, this would give me a chance to see just how much she took my commands to heart.
Was my will as binding to her as the chain and ropes we normally used?

I continued on, walking for perhaps another twenty minutes or more
 before coming to the camp site.

 Ben was crouched next to a camp fire he had built.
He had on shorts and a shirt and it was only then that I noticed
that as the sun was going down it was getting chilly out.
 Amy was otherwise engaged.
Ben had put her in a hog tie and she looked like she was having fun trying to get out.
 I could see her wriggling on the sand about twenty feet away from the fire.

Without a word I dropped the stuff I carried and headed to our tent.
 I pulled out some clothes and got dressed.
"Where's Laura?" Ben asked me.
I pointed in her general direction.
"What happened?"
Yeah, what DID happen?
"Ben, I'd rather not talk about right now." I said.
"Okay, but you're not leaving her out there all night are you?"
"No." I said, digging in the bag of bondage toys. I found what I was looking for,
 a leash and a gag, and pulled them out. "I'm going to go get her now!"
"Okay." said Ben cautiously. "But you seem a little angry to me right now Don,
 are you sure you should be seeing her like this?"
 
 I stopped. Yes I was angry, a low level anger I couldn't get rid of.
Anger that had no focus, it just was.
I needed time to cool down properly.
"I'll send Amy to get her." Ben said, standing up.
I nodded.

 Ben went over to Amy who had stopped wriggling when she heard us talking.
She waited patiently while Ben undid the ropes that bound her
and the chain that kept her in the camp site, before crawling on all fours to the fire.
 
"Amy. I want you to go get Laura, she should be somewhere on the east trail?" Ben looked at me.
 I nodded. "You can walk until you get her back." he continued.
"Yes Sir." Amy said, standing up.

 I held out the leash and gag. "Amy. You gag her the moment you find her,
and put the leash on her.
 You don't talk to her, she doesn't talk to you. She crawls back on her hands and knees,
 and you WILL report any reluctance on her part to obey those instructions. Am I clear?"
 
 It was obvious from her expression that Amy had caught on to my anger as well.
"Yes Sir." She took the offered items and hurried off out of the clearing.
 "Don?" Ben said, watching me.
"Not now, Ben. Please." I wanted to think.
Ben pulled a beer from the cooler and tossed it to me.
"Remember, Don, the person before the process."
Yeah, I thought, but it was so much simpler the other way round.
 
 An hour later Amy appeared in the clearing with Laura in tow.
Laura was on her hands and knees and Amy dropped down to join her.
The couple crawled over to where we were cooking steaks over the fire,
neither of them looking happy. When they stopped and assumed their kneeling position,

 I saw a small cut on Laura's thigh.
"How did that happen?" I asked, pointing at the cut.
"A stick, Sir." Amy said.
"We should dress that up." Ben said, heading for his tent
where our first aid kit was packed.
 
I watched Laura. She looked down,
her long blond hair stuck to her back or lying on the ground, dirty.
Her knees and lower legs were a mess as were her hands.
She looked tired and miserable.

 Ben came back with the first aid kit. "Amy, you take care of her."
he said, with a glance in my direction.

"Wait." I said. "I think she could use a bath too, especially her hair.
 You can take her gag out and pamper her for a while,
 talk among yourselves quietly if you like."
"Yes Sir." Amy said, looking a little puzzled.

 "Laura?" I said. My wife glanced up at me to see me smiling softly.
"It's okay Laura.
 Total Slave day is over, for both of you. Let's enjoy the evening, like...human beings."
 
Laura's sad expression brightened a little behind her gag,
 and I watched as Amy led her away to the far side of the pool.

"You ready to talk now?" Ben asked.
"Women!" I said with a smile, not wanting to return to the subject.
Ben nodded. "Yes, I understand."
 
 
End of Part 11.

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On the Water
by Leviticus
Chapter 12

 That evening, as we ate our grilled steaks, we were normal people again,
well as normal as we could be with our ladies naked while Ben and I were dressed.

The women weren't cold though, even though the night air did cool down a lot more than I thought it could.
 Amy and Laura got to snuggle with us under blankets,
and if you didn't know it already you really couldn't tell they were nude.
 
They were also bound too, simply because they wanted to be.
 Both were in loose hog-ties,
and I watched them exchange secret glances as Ben and I fed them by hand and generally pampered them.
 
 Laura and I lay together, our backs against a log Ben and I had pulled up to the fire.
We were fine now, all bad feelings from our fight gone, or at least forgiven.
Snuggled together it all seemed so long ago.
I loved her, she loved me, and that in the end was what mattered.
 Isn't that the way it's supposed to go?
 
 So with our best friends we sat and told ghost stories into the night
while I slowly caressed my wife under the blanket,
feeling her pull every once and awhile at her bonds and shift around because of the welt on her ass.
Another perfect moment.

Ben and Amy excused themselves first, Ben untying Amy and leading her off to their tent.
Once they were gone I took off my clothes before picking Laura up and carrying her into the pool.
With her still in her hogtie we made quiet love in the water,
 her buoyancy making it simple despite her bondage.

 We spoke little except to talk of our love,
and soon after I carried her to our tent where we fell asleep with her still bound.
 
 Next morning Amy appeared at the tent and I watched with one eye as she crawled in to untie my wife.
"Time for morning duties." Amy said when she woke Laura up.
"What? But we aren't on the boat!" Laura said sleepily.
"Ben says it doesn't matter.
 We still have to cook breakfast and then go down to the boat to clean."
"Oh God!"
 
 Amy giggled and helped Laura out of the tent,
her arms and legs certainly stiff after so much time bound the way they were.
I closed my eyes and thought pleasant thoughts about both women
until my bladder forced me to exit the tent myself.
 
When I came out I found Ben alone, sitting near the fire.
"The ladies gone?" I asked, and he nodded. He was eating some fruit.
I did my business and then jumped into the pool for a swim,
 after which I got my toiletries and completed that routine too.

Ben waited until I had dressed and joined him before talking to me.
"So, want to talk about it now?" he asked.
"Oh...Laura just had some feelings to express that's all."
"And you?"
"Me? Well the way she chose to express them was not the best. But we're fine now."

Ben gave me a studied look. "Was it about what we did to them yesterday?"
"Yeah, but it isn't what you think or what I thought either.
Let's just say it concerns Laura and Amy more than Laura and us."
Ben shrugged. "I guess I'll have to accept that.
 Grab something to eat and we'll head down to the boat. I want to check the weather."
I picked at the food the women had prepared, not really hungry, and looked at the sky.

 It was overcast, a bank of cloud having moved in over night.
It was warm enough, but not as hot as the day before.
 I wondered how the women felt being nude on the boat.
I went to the edge of the clearing and looked down to where the 'Kajira' lay at anchor.
 I could see two brown figures on their hands and knees,
 Laura very identifiable because of her hair. God, I love her.

"You ready?" Ben said, grinning at the view with me.
I nodded and we left.

 The women had taken the row boat across, but that was okay,
the 'Kajira' wasn't far out and we were easily able to swim.

 We surprised the women just as they were getting done,
Amy having put the hobbles and chain on both of them when they came on board,
and I watched them finish while Ben went below to check the radios.
 
Laura's butt had a dark line across it, blue black in color.
 It didn't look attractive to me and I imagined that it was as sore as hell.
 Amy had two matching stripes that differed only in coloring from the welts laid on her a few days ago.
 
I felt sorry for Amy having to undergo two canings within a few days of each other.
 But it had been my wife's first time and it was her I was concerned with.
But as I watched her I realized something, I could do it again.
 Caning no longer held the horror it once had.
It would have to be for the right reasons though.

I think Laura's confession to me yesterday helped me come to that realization.
She was ready, and now so was I.

 The women finished their cleaning and waited in position on the foredeck.
I waited for Ben who eventually came back out.
"We'll be fine. The clouds will clear off later." he told me.
Then he proceeded to inspect his boat, giving it the white glove treatment.
"There's water in the port locker. I want it drained and wiped dry! Go!" he called out.
With smiles on their faces the women jumped to his command.
 
 This day was a lot more relaxing, nothing really planned except for the women's regular cleaning duties.
Laura and I explored the island some more,
 I led her around on a leash, her hands bound behind her.
We swam, sun bathed and generally relaxed. Enjoying our time.
 
 It was when we were laying on a large rock slightly off shore,
the spray of the waves crashing against it keeping us cool in the hot sun,
that Laura began to talk.
 She kept her voice low, just barely audible over the sound of the ocean,
and not once did she look at me or even move.
 As she talked I listened silently, not wanting to disturb her train of thought
or do anything to stop this unannounced recitation.
 
 I guess this thing between Amy and me had been a long time coming (She said).
For months now we have been exchanging fantasies about each other.
Often when you and I played, Don, I would close my eyes and imagine
it was Amy welding the whip or pulling tightly on my ropes.
 
 It had all been just harmless fun.
Then you guys came to us with this plan to get together, and suddenly things were different.
How could we continue to play knowing that we might get a chance to do it for real?
 There was even a possibility that we might get forced into an intimate position, and,
knowing you guys, we were right about that weren't we?

 Amy and I avoided the subject for a while,
but as the trip grew closer the fact that there was a chance for us
to become intimately involved grew more and more real.
You know how we feel about each other!
 
Amy and I have been able to share things with each other that we could never have shared with you guys,
some of it you would never have understood, not being submissives.
 
 We are both so grateful that you let us have our privacy.
Without it I don't think Amy and I would have become the friends we are!
So, we talked, made no firm decisions, and then we met.

 We both knew right away that given the chance we would try to see...to find out,
if Amy and I could take our relationship to a physical level as well as a mental one.
 
That time you tied us together we discovered that the close contact you forced on us
didn't frighten or disgust us in the least.
 So we waited, and hoped, and then came your contest.
 
 I may get into trouble for telling you this, but it never really mattered to us who won.
We just said what we said to make it more interesting for you.
 We thought you guys would be more likely to go for our idea
if you thought one of us would become submissive to the other.
 
It did surprise and frighten us when Ben threatened us with the cane,
 and Amy didn't like the way that turned out,
 but when you left us alone in the cabin, it really didn't matter.
To tell you what we did in that cabin...that's hard.
 
I know we've both given voice to and explored each others deepest fantasies.
 But this, being real, is so very different.

 How can I tell you what Amy and I did alone together without it sounding crude or one dimensional.
Our physical acts were only the surface, we shared more than that.
 I could tell you how at first I DID take control, tying Amy down to the bed,
 open for anything I cared to try.
I could tell you how I used the small cat-o-nine tails I found in there,
to shock and stimulate Amy, to bring her to arousal.

 I could even tell you how I used my own tongue, yes the tongue I have kissed you with,
pushed into your mouth many times since then.
 Does it excite you to know that my tongue has also been inside that woman,
that I used it to tease and torment her and at last bring her to orgasm?
Does it?
 
 What if I told you that my tongue was not the only part of me to have
had intimate contact with both her and you lately.
 
 What if I told you that her tongue has been where only you have been before,
that your penis has since grazed and stimulated the same flesh where Amy has been.
 My nipples, when you suck on them, did you know that Amy's lips have been there too,
that as I lay bound beneath her,
she used her own body to pleasure mine after first using that same whip on me?
 
 Every time you caress me you will have caressed flesh that she has done,
and as my hands caress you think how they have traveled over her skin.
But then your hands have done that to, haven't they.

 I watched as you caressed her, those fingers of yours exploring every intimate place on her body.
It drove me mad because I could still feel her under my own hands, still taste her on my tongue,
 yet at the same time I was denied her.
 
 And when Ben came to me,
those hands of his so filled with knowledge of the helpless woman lying next to me,
 that huge dick hovering near my face that had caressed Amy's inner core a thousand times,
I wanted to scream.
 
 Yes I would have let Ben fuck me. I was ready then to experience what Amy had experienced,
and I realize now that I shouldn't be jealous of you being with her,
 I shouldn't feel selfish about her at all. I want her to share my joys,
my pleasures and you my darling are my greatest pleasure, my fondest joy.
 
 Laura rolled over on the bare rock, her golden back towards me.
She stayed that way for a moment, and I remained silent, thinking about the things she had said,
and wondering what she was going to say next.
 
 "Don. I guess what I'm trying to say is,
that if you and Amy both want to explore your own...both want to fuck.
 Then you don't have to worry about me." She rolled to face me,
her expression about as serious as I had ever seen it.
"But promise me Don, promise me Don't leave me out.
 I don't mean that I want to be there in the room with you,
at least not at first," she said with a slight grin, "but share with me your feelings and thoughts,
let us both enjoy our affections for Amy together. Will you promise me?"
 
 "What about Ben?" I asked her quietly.
"You tell me that you don't mind if Amy and I ever get together, but what if I ask...no,
tell you to become fully intimate with Ben? Would you?"

"In a heart beat." Laura said with a smile.
 "Getting to know Amy means getting to know all that she loves,
and that includes Big Ben whom you know I care for deeply too." She chuckled.
 "It also helps that the man is a hunk and hung to boot!"
 
 Her smile was infectious and I had to laugh at her comment. "Oh, you think he's hung huh?"
"Darling Don the man is a horse!" giggled my wife.
"But not bigger than me!" I said with mock indignation.
"Sweety you don't hold a candle to him,
 and if you did yours would be one of those little birthday candles!"
 
"Grrrrr...them's fighting words missy!"
"Oh no! What have I done?"
 Laura opened her eyes wide and put her hand in front of her mouth,
 the picture of innocence.
I could see that she was stifling her laughter.
 
Well, so was I!
"You have cut me to the quick with your remarks!" I said with a growl.
Laura looked down at me.
"Well I see that I might have been a little mistaken about your endowment.
..yes...the longer I look the more mistaken I get!"
 
"Perhaps you should take a personal measurement to be sure!" I told her.
"Hmmm...yes...although it's hard to measure such a moving object.
 Still, you do have a way to go before that hunky man across the island could feel insecure."
 
I leaned over and pushed my wife onto her back.
 "Didn't anyone ever tell you that it isn't the size of the wand but the magic in it!"

"Then husband of mine please cast your spell over me one more time!" she replied,
 and I bent low to comply.
 
 We were walking along the beach on the way back to the camp site,
Laura back on her leash with her hands bound behind her, when the question occurred to me.
 Our love making on the rock had been special, and we both still glowed from the intensity of it.
Naturally my thoughts drifted toward what sparked that love making.
 
"There's one thing I'm still not clear about." I said.
"What is that, Sir?" asked Laura,
 who for some reason had drifted into one of her more submissive states since we made love.
 She kept her eyes lowered, a soft smile on her face.
 
"When Ben and I found you later that night,
you and Amy were locked up together with a fair amount of bondage.
 Can you tell me at least how that came about?"

Laura giggled. "Well, I guess I could.
 Amy started it by handcuffing one of my arms to one of her ankles,
 so I grabbed a pair of handcuffs and did the same to her.
 It became a game where we would see who could reach the box of cuffs
 and chains and lock them on the other one first.

Soon the both of us were having a hard time moving at all
 and we just lay against each other laughing.
 Amy laughed harder than I did though and I had to ask her what as so funny.

That's when she told me that we couldn't get out
of the locks and cuffs since we didn't have any keys!"
I chuckled. "I see."
"I got the last laugh though." Laura said proudly.
"Why?"

"Well we ended up with her arms pointed and held in two widely different directions.
 My left hand was down by one of her ankles, but my right hand was trapped right by her...groin.
 I was able to use my fingers on her and she couldn't do anything about it.
 We stopped when you knocked on the door and both had the same idea to pretend to be asleep.
 When Ben came back in for his stuff he almost surprised us and if he had looked closely
he would have seen that my fingers were almost entirely inside Amy.
God I don't know how she held still!
 
But when we were alone again I made her cum a couple more times before we fell asleep."
"Hmmm...I don't know if I should let you go unpunished for fooling us like that."
 I said, pretending to be serious.
Laura's smiling expression fell.
I changed direction and headed for a tree stump.
 
 Siting down I pulled at Laura's leash until she knelt beside me.
"Please Sir!" she whispered.
I dragged her over my lap, her ass now high and unprotected.
The dark line of her caning looked raised and still quite painful.
To be spanked right now would be torture.

"You know I had to sleep alone that night and I hate to sleep alone." I said to her.
"Yes, Sir." Laura whispered.
"And to torture your friend like that without giving her the opportunity to get back at you...
well that isn't fair either is it?"
"No, Sir."
 
 "So...I guess I'll have to do it for her!" I plunged my fingers into Laura's well used pussy,
still very wet and aroused despite, or maybe because of all our love making today.
She moaned as my fingers made contact, and wriggled on my hips.

 With a well practiced motion I kneaded her labia and pinched at her clitoris
 until Laura stiffened and rocked hard against my lap.
I kept up my stimulation until she orgasmed again,
only removing my hand when I felt she was truly done.
 
She slid off my lap back onto her knees, and I let her tongue clean my hand of her juices.
"Let that be a lesson to you!" I told her with a scowl that was only betrayed by the smile in my eyes.
Laura looked up at me and I could see the smile in her eyes as she struggled to maintain the tone I had set.

"Your slave will remember this lesson well, Master!" she said.
I had no doubts that she would!

End of Part 12

cocomink:

On the Water
by Leviticus
 Chapter 13

 At sea again the next morning, the 'Kajira' plowed through three foot swells on our way to our next stop.
We had left at first light, dismantling the camp the night before and moving everything back to the boat.
 This time the women helped carry things as we loaded them up like pack horses.
With their hands bound and their heads bridled it was hard to think of any other practical use for them.
 
 I have to say that my nude wife loaded down with camping gear
beats the sight of a mule doing the same job hands down!

 The night passed with some interesting party games and a lot of sleep and then we were on our way.
 
 It was going to be an all day sail for we were heading to the island where Desmond Kopachi had a villa,
the site of the party the corpulent Leo had told us about.
 
 The party will already have started by the time we got there,
but Ben was confident that we wouldn't miss much of it.
 He had spent part of the night after we had put the women to bed early
working on his charts and he assured me that barring accidents and bad weather
we would make it before sun down.
 
So here we were, at full sail, heading to a place where Laura and I would find
 more people involved in the BDSM lifestyle than we ever thought we would ever meet.
 
 It was frightening and at the same time liberating.
 Laura and I would be able to walk around these people
without having to hide our kink from them, something we couldn't do at home.
 Our only inhibitions would be our personal comforts.
 
 To be honest I wasn't too worried about that,
but I was curious as to what the ladies had bought to wear to this party.
I guess I would be finding out soon enough.
 
 Right now I sat at the helm next to Ben who was concentrating on the wind and our course.
Up ahead Amy and Laura struggled to finish their above deck duties
before heading below to tackle the below deck ones.
 
 Ben had ordered all chores to be completed before they could get ready for the party
and the women had opted to complete everything in one go.
Fine by me!

 Lunch, when it came, was sandwiches and milk which the girls brought up to us.
Ben and I were switching turns at the wheel so we ate up there.
 Amy and Laura ate with us, kneeling on the deck and letting us feed them by hand.

"Everything done?" Ben asked them when we were all finished.
"Yes, Sir. All the cleaning is done!" Amy replied.
Ben nodded and left me at the helm as he did his inspection.
He came up from below with a short list of things he had found wrong
 and the women jumped to action in their short hobbles to fix them before returning.
 
"Okay, nap time!" he said when they were once more kneeling in front of us.
"But you said we could start getting ready for the party!" Laura whined.

"That I did, and a nap is a part of getting ready.
 Believe me, you'll appreciate the chance to rest."
"Okay." Laura said glumly.
"Yes Sir." Amy added.
 
 "Laura!" I said from my place at the wheel. She looked over at me and smiled.
"Laura, I expect you to treat Ben with a little more respect than that.
 At least call him Sir once and a while."
 
Laura's smile faded a little and she turned to Ben. "I'm sorry, Sir, I didn't mean to offend you."

Ben looked back at me and winked before turning back to Laura.
 "Well I cant say I'm not disappointed in you, Laura.
 I expected more from you, especially after tasting the cane."

 "I'm sorry Sir." she said, casting her eyes down.
I watched her shift from a normal kneeling position toward her Total Slave position.
I wondered if she was aware she was doing it?
 I glanced at Amy who watched the drama with bright eyes and a small smile.
 
"Sorry isn't going to cut it any more, Laura." Ben went on. "
Now that you and Don have agreed to bring the cane into your lives,
you are going to have to watch that casual attitude of yours.
 Leo is right you know, as beautiful as you are, your discipline still needs work!"

 "Yes Sir." Laura replied, all trace of her smile now gone.
Her knees had slid apart some more and while she hadn't placed her hands behind her neck
 she had moved them to the outside of her thighs.
 I could also see that her nipples had become erect...the little slave girl was enjoying this!
 
Ben walked the bouncing deck over to the built in seat on the far side of the transom and sat down.
 "Come here, Laura!" he ordered.

 Laura crawled over to him on her hands and knees,
her feet still locked together in the one foot hobble,
her lovely breasts hanging down the way I love them to.
 She resumed her kneeling position at his feet, this time bringing her hands up behind her head.
 
"On my lap, face down." ordered our Captain.
This must have surprised Laura for she glanced up at him for a second.
 His request could only mean one thing to her, that he was going to spank her.
I knew for a fact that her bottom was still quite tender from her caning,
 it was something she was aware of each time she moved.
 
To Laura's credit though she didn't look over at me or hesitate,
she knew that both those moves might cost her extra.
 Instead she stood up and lay down over Ben's lap, her hands still tight to the back of her neck.
 
Ben and I had both dressed in shorts and shirts today,
 and with Laura draped over him you couldn't see Ben's shorts at all.
 
 "Five spanks should do it I think, considering the welt I see upon your ass."
Ben said, a serious look on his face.
"Yes Sir." Laura said.
I could barely hear her in that position over the wind and the sound of the boat cutting through the water.
 
"Count them." Ben said.
"Yes Sir." replied my wife and I saw her take a deep breath.
 
Ben sat and waited patiently for her to let her breath out before striking her buttocks with his hand.
It wasn't a hard strike, not much more than just letting his hand drop.
 But Laura jerked and yelped as the welt across her rear cheeks caught the full force of the impact.
She bit her lip and sniffed.
 
"Guess that one doesn't count." Ben said after giving her a moment.
"No! I mean yes! I mean...One, Sir!" Laura said in a panic.
"You have to learn how to follow directions. We'll start again." Ben told her.
He raised his hand and struck her again, a little harder.
Laura yelped again. "One, Sir!"
Ben continued, at a slow and steady pace, and each time Laura screamed a little louder.
"Two, Sir...Three, Sir...Ow! Four, Sir!....Five...Sir!"
 
 He let her catch her breath after the last one and then told her to get off,
which she did sliding back down to her knees.
I noticed that she didn't sit all the way back on her ass this time.
 
"Now. What time is it?" Ben asked her.
"Nap time, Sir." Laura said.
"What time is it, Amy?" Ben called out.
"Nap time, Sir!" Amy replied.
 She had knelt in place though the whole thing, her hands on the tops of her thighs.
She probably didn't know I could see this from my vantage point at the helm,
but I saw that while Laura was spanked,
she had let one of her thumbs slowly caress the inside of one of her thighs.
 It was obvious that she had been turned on by the display although her smaller nipples gave less away.
 
"Go to our cabin, the both of you." Ben said.
 "Amy, I want you both in sleeping position D, I'll be down to check on you shortly."
"Yes Sir." Amy said and she got up to head below.
Laura got up too and I called her over before she reached the hatch.
"Yes Sir?" she asked me, waddling over in her hobble.
 I could see that she was fighting the urge to rub her behind.
I could also see that her nipples were standing out quite well.
 I waved her close and checked the weather between her legs, apparently it was the wet season,
just as I thought.
 
Laura blushed as I ran my finger through her light pubic hair.
 I chuckled. "You little pain slut." I said quietly. "Go on!"
Laura smiled and followed Amy below.

"She'll get it." Ben said with a smile.
"Position D?" I laughed. Ben and his sleeping positions.
 
 Over time Ben has developed a wide range of sleeping bondage positions for poor Amy,
enough to assign each of them a letter of the alphabet.
 He made her learn them all by heart and ever since Amy usually spends the night sleeping in one of them.
He had sent me a copy of the entire list once
and I saw that the positions ran from simple bondage like her just having a set of cuffs on,
 to extreme bondage like her being suspended from the ceiling in a hogtie upside down.
 
 Half the positions were ones Amy could get into herself,
while the other half definitely needed the help of a second pair of hands.
 Almost all were one way bondages. That is once in, Amy would not be getting out without help.
 
 Their position on the alphabet had no relation to how severe or benign each position was,
it was all totally random.
 
 Quite often they would use chance to decide how Amy was to spend the night.
They would pick Scrabble letters out of a bag!
"Something simple." Ben said. "It should let them sleep and also keep them from each other."
"Laura told me a little of what happened the last time we let them sleep together." I said to him.

 Ben nodded. "Yeah, Amy has mentioned a few things to me too."
"You okay with that?" I asked him.
"Yeah. I'm okay. I'll take the wheel for a while,
why don't you go make sure they're secure and go take a cat nap yourself.
 I think we'll be up late tonight."
"Yes, Captain!" I said, throwing him a mock salute.
Ben chuckled. "I see Laura isn't the only one I'll have discipline problems with!"

"Hey now!" I answered. "Don't think you're going to get ME across your knee!"
Ben laughed. "Naa, I'll have Amy do it!"
I laughed and went below.

I stopped at the door of the forward cabin and opened it suddenly, making the women on the bed jump.
Both were lying on their backs, which must have been uncomfortable for their recently striped buttocks.
  Their hobbles were still on and chained to rings at the bottom of the bed,
their wrist cuffs were chained over their heads to the head of the bed, and they wore blindfolds.
 
"I'm just checking to make sure you're secure." I said, smiling at the two beauties before me.
"Yes, Sir." they both said.
I walked around the bed to my wife and leaned over,
giving her a nice long kiss on the lips while I let my fingers roam over her helpless body for a moment.
 She squirmed under my touch in a most delightful manner.
"Thank you Sir." she said with a smile when I pulled away.
"My pleasure." I answered.
 
 I looked at Amy for a moment and then walked around to her side of the bed.
I leaned forward and kissed her too, letting my hands roam over her naked body as well.
She wriggled under my fingers and after a moments hesitation returned my kiss.
I broke the kiss and stood up.
"Thank you, Sir." she said, copying my wife.
"Also, my pleasure." I replied, watching my wife who still held her smile on her face.
"Of course, your pleasure counts first!" Amy said with a small smile.

 It was an odd statement, don't ask me why I thought so.
Something about it brought down my mood a little bit.
"Get some sleep you two, we'll let you up in a few hours. No talking."
 I ordered as I headed out the door.
 
I went back to our cabin and set the alarm on my watch to wake me in a couple of hours.
I fell asleep wondering what was coming up.

 There was still a fair amount of light in the sky when, according to the chart,
we were on approach to the island we were shooting for.
I held the wind as long as I dared then began dropping the sail.

 Ben came out on deck at that moment and I had to admire his costume.
Ben had gone below when I relieved him to take a quick nap of his own before freeing the girls
and getting ready for the party.
He had evidently decided to dress the part,
for nothing he wore could really have been worn in public at any place else BUT a BDSM party.
 
 He had on a leather half hood that covered his hair and face above his nose.
His shirt was fine silver chain mail with short sleeves that looked pretty good on his muscled torso.
His pants were jet black and shiny and looked painted and were obviously latex,
but the most remarkable thing about them was the way they DIDN'T contain his penis.
His "Meat and two veg" were themselves wrapped in shiny latex and displayed outside his pants.
I wondered how he had the nerve.

"Nice outfit!" I said with a smile.
Ben chuckled. "Go take down the sail and stow it will you. It's murder doing hard work in this thing!"
I laughed and got to work while Ben started the engine and took the helm.
 
 As I was finishing a vision in black came up from below and stepped out on deck.
If all I had to go with was her face I would not have been able to identify her.
But knowing other things I could see it was Amy.
 She was dressed quite literally from head to toe in shiny PVC,
 the very top of her head from just above her forehead uncovered revealing her hair.
 
 Her face was masked like Ben's, her eyes nose and mouth the only things visible.
The outfit flowed down her neck and down her body to a pair of stiff looking boots with very high heels
 which she seemed to walk on just fine despite the rocking of the boat.
 Her breasts were almost gone,
 but the tightness of the entire outfit left no doubt that she was a woman
 and almost every muscle she had was outlined, except for her waist.
 There she had on a corset that looked like it started at her chest and ended just about mid thigh.
It had squeezed her thin frame into an incredible hour glass shape and I wondered how she breathed.

 For a second I thought something was missing and then realized it was her arms. They were gone!
That is, they had been pressed against her sides by the outfit,
bound and blended in so well that it looked like she had no arms at all!
She wasn't going to be doing much by herself, that was for sure!
 
 As she walked toward Ben I saw one more wonderful part of her outfit.
Her posterior was completely bare,
framed in a heart shaped opening that squeezed her rear cheeks out and gave them more definition.
Her cane marks were very visible like this and I think that this was the entire point of the outfit.
 Apart from the patches around her eyes, nose and mouth, her ass was the only part of her body exposed.
"Very nice!" I said as I finished my work.
 
Amy turned and gave me a little curtsy, hard to do I thought in that get up.
"You should see Laura, Sir!" she said to me.
I couldn't wait, and didn't have to. She came right out at that moment.
She was stunning!
 
 Her hair had been styled to give it a lot of body and fell in huge waves down her back,
her face was covered in a simple silver mask that covered her eyes and ears
and seemed to flow back to become a part of her silver collar.

 The silver theme was carried through to her dress which stuck to her like metallic paint,
revealing that she too wore a corset that held her tightly from just below her breasts
 to just above her pubic bone.
 
 There the dress, made of a silver latex as I later found out, went from skin tight to billowy,
falling in deep folds to the deck. I wondered what she had on underneath it!
The best part of what I could see though was how it covered her breasts. It didn't.
 
 Her breasts projected through two large holes in the front of the dress and
were covered at the nipples by what had to be nipple clamps.
 No pasties could have held up the silver chain that connected her nipples together,
nor the chains that fell from each nipple a scant six inches to the  silver manacles on her wrists.
Her wrists were also held together in front of her with a shorter connecting chain.
 
I came down and stared at her. "You are so very beautiful!" I told my wife.
"Thank you." she said with a soft smile and flutter of her eye lashes.
 
 I grinned and bent low, I had to see what was under that dress.
I ducked under the hem into a silvery world dominated by two lovely bare legs
that stayed bare all the way up to her waist.
 She wore nothing over her crotch at all and the latex actually formed a bell shape
 over her lower body so none of it touched her below the waist.
 
I could imagine that wearing this dress would feel very weird indeed
 as it went from a crushing tightness to nothing at all.
 I bet she had to keep looking to make sure she was covered up!

I looked down and saw that her feet were also bare except for a tiny set of
 silver manacles the like of which I had never seen before.
 They were locked about each big toe and were separated by only several inches or so of silver chain.
 Quite remarkable. I grabbed the back of her thighs and pulled myself up,
 giving her golden pussy a quick lick and a kiss before extracting myself.

I stood up to see Laura blushing and took another look at all my friends.
 "I feel very under dressed." I said, wondering what I could put together.
"Your outfit is waiting for you in the single berth, Sir." Amy said to me.
"You have something for me already?" I asked.
"Of course, silly! Now go shower and shave before putting it on!"
Laura said, sounding more like the wife I knew before this trip.
"Yes, Dear." I said, laughing.
 
 I showered, I shaved, and then a little nervous I went to see what they had gotten me.
What I found was interesting.
The pants were black latex but without the addition on the front of Ben's.
 Instead my privates had no covering at all,
until I found the black leather loin cloth I was to wear over them.
 My shirt was white and made out of several layers of silk.
 It was well bloused at the waist and cuffs and fastened only to mid chest,
 I would be showing a lot of chest hair today.
 
 There was also a silk mask for my head that reminded me of something Zorro might wear.
 Black, it covered my hair and face in much the same way Ben's half hood did.
I left it off, but brought it with me.
My ensemble was finished with a pair of sturdy leather boots that almost came up to my knees.
Everything fit well although I was nervous about the loin cloth.
 But then given the way the women were dressed I thought why not!
 
When I came out on deck both women whistled, a startling break in their discipline but I didn't care!
"You look great, Don!" Amy said.
"I could fall in love with you again!" Laura added, "Especially in that loin cloth!"
Amy giggled. "If I had arms I'd check to see what was under that thing!"
Laura joined in. "If I had a free hand so would I!"
The women were having a good time and so was I. I turned to Ben who was busy piloting the boat.
 
"You should put on your mask now, it's required at these events."
"Okay." I said, and donned the silk head piece. "Can I ask who picked out this outfit?"
"We did." Laura said, speaking for her and Amy. "You do like it don't you?"
"Sure, at least you didn't give me Ben's pants!"
We all laughed and I caught Laura mouthing a word at me. "Horse."
I shook my finger at her.

"Look!" Amy said.
We all turned to the front of the boat.
We had been cruising around the island and were now entering a bay.
 Spread out before us were a couple of dozen other yachts
and up on a hill above the beach was this large house.
 There were a lot of people milling around the place
and all of them were in some kind of fetish gear or nude.
 
Yes it was going to be an interesting evening!
 
 End of Part 13.
 
 Continued in part 14

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