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Subject: {ASSM} On the Water part 18 (BDSM)
Date: Fri, 18 Feb 2000 08:10:16 -0500
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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
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