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With emotionless eyes I watched the Captain deal out justice. It wasn't the first time I've seen it happen, and it most certainly won't be the last. But still, it's unsettling to witness.
"Despite the precautions we'll have to be on our guard, I doubt that this will be the only attemp." I thought as I walked, heavy footed back to our rooms. Strangely, the handcuffs that adorned my wrist still behind my back felt comforting, and safe. I let them jingle as I walked.
Ruby had left in a hurry to help Captain Chuck and Jade laid in Jaden’s arms. She felt chilled to the bone and her body was shaking from the cold. Jaden pulled her closer and caressed her body with his hands to warm her. Jade could not hold the tears back as they spilt down Jaden’s chest. He pulled her even closer giving her the warmth of the body and his heart. Jade listened as he cooed gentle words of encouragement into her ear.
Jaden held Jade and tried to quiet her tears. He had never seen her so vulnerable and docile. She was clinging to him like he was her savior. Jaden gave her all his strength and love. He would not leave while she could not defend herself and he knew at that moment she was totally helpless.
Jade sobbed as she realized that she had not seen that Nick was in danger, that the alien was using Captain Chuck and that an intruder had been on the ship. Her mind had only been on herself and what she may have to face on this voyage. She felt so selfish, she should have been thinking about protecting everyone. The warmth and love Jaden was freely giving her made her feel safe and protected. Jade knew she would have to face many things on this trip and one of them was to let go of her guilt. She would never be able to protect everyone and that she like the feeling of being protected.
Jade mentally wrapped her arms around Captain Chuck and pressed her face into his back. She sent the same feelings of love and strength that Jaden had given her. Jaden’s simple acted of compassion had shown Jade how to share herself instead of hiding her feelings. Jade opened her mind to everyone and her feelings to everyone.
“Sir, we are here for you. You did what had to be done and Nick is safe”, Jade whispered in Captain Chuck’s mind.
I knelt, shivering, comforted by the presence of WB. I didn't understand what I had done. But I knew better than to move. I sensed that if I did, it would only go much worse for me than it already had.
WB whispered to me, trying to comfort me with her words.
But they brought none to me.
I hid my expression behind the long blonde sheaf of unbound hair that surrounded me.
And cried.
Captain Chuck,
Thank You for Your swift action. It was horrifying to learn that there was someone on this ship intending to do us all harm. i am only grateful that i was saved from his company so quickly.
i apologise sincerely for ever suspecting that You would hire someone so cruel and heartless to be one of Your crew on this voyage. i should have known there was something wrong at the time.
i assure You that, even though i am for now the keeper of slave Myya, i am still a slave girl myself and i am at Your disposal all journey.
Sari
I felt the affection from most of the crew as I sat on the rail, and realized that with all which had occured in the last day, it was my duty to shake myself out of the funk and get life restarted here aboard.
Picking up the public address, I summoned all hands to the foredeck. Scant minutes later, everyone aboard had made way to the bow and Amy was busy handing out and setting up deck chairs, and getting a stool for me. I grabbed her as she rushed past, pulled her up on my lap, and shared the depth of my emotions for her. Her little grin and wiggle helped invigorate my love for the people on this ship... and changed my mood a little.
I spent about ten minutes filling the crew in, then about the same learning about what I had missed.
"And enough history; time for some fun! Everyone on galley duty, let's put out a cold buffet. Everyone else, help set up tables, get plates and tableware. Finally, Alura, you're bartender tonight: mix them tasty but not heavy, and no drunks tonight. If you need help with that, ask Amy to bite their ankles."
The meal and party went long into the night, and finally WB and I made it to the Captain's Cabin quite late. We got to sleep a heck of a lot later.....
Sir Chuck
That night, at the party, I mixed up lots of tasty drinks, but I didn't allow myself even one. It was my way of punishing myself for my earlier actions. I felt that the Captain had let me off much too lightly, and so, still feeling anguish at my deeds, I watched as the others had a good time, drinking and partying and kissing and dancing.
I stood behind the bar and just watched. It was all I felt that I deserved that night. It was also very familiar to me. It seemed like I had always been alone.
Later that night, I even stayed on deck after everyone else had already retired to their cabins. I put it upon myself to clean up the mess and scrub down everything so that it was bright and shiny again. Then I swept and scrubbed the decks as well. It was hard work to be on my knees scrubbing each and every inch of the deck, but it also made me feel better, though the bone deep anguish remained.
After I was done, hot and sweaty though I was, I went to the railing and just looked out over the ocean, thinking of my life and how I had come to this point. The others were so happy with who they were....so focused and self-confident.
I, on the other hand, was more confused than ever. The anguish swelled inside of me and the tears that I had tried so very hard not to shed welled up in my eyes.
Would I ever be free of my own inhibitions and self-torturous doubts? Would I ever feel beautiful inside and out the way that the others seemed to? True, on the outside, I had some obvious beauty....but it was so unimportant to me now.
I held on to the railing, my knuckles white, and let the tears drift down my cheeks, wetting the grubby t-shirt that I had donned to clean. I looked down at myself and realized that what I was wearing was how I really felt inside...as though no amount of cleansing, doing, feeling or saying could ever wash away the ugliness.
Sighing, I wiped my face with a dirt-encrusted hand, leaving a streak of black across my right cheek, though I wasn't aware of its existence. Then turning, I headed toward my cabin; the loneliness inside of me pushed far deep down where it belonged. I opened the door and went inside, forgoing the light. The darkness soothed me somewhat; wrapping me in its gentle embrace.
I bathed quickly and dried myself, stumbling in utter exhaustion to the bed. I fell across the mattress, sleep claiming me before my body even hit the mattress.
I dreamed I wandered forever alone in an empty world.
Jade came out of the shadows as Alura went below deck. She had watched as Alura had performed her self induce penance and exile. Alura was just starting her journey and even if she didn’t realize it she would never be alone again. If Alura wished to punish herself Jade had no right to interfere. It had taken everything in Jade not to go to her as she scrubbed the decks. One day Alura you will realize that you do not have to be alone anymore thought Jade.
Jade held onto the rail as the breeze of the salt air filled her lungs. Captain Chuck was back to himself again and they where once again safe. The party had been fun. Jade had not dance in years and everyone was relaxing again. She went below deck and stopped at Alura’s door. Jade ran her fingertips over the door. She opened her mind and heart.
“Sleep and rest little one. You do not have to be alone unless you choice it”, she whisper in Alura’s mind.
Jade felt Alura’s body relax and waited until the dream she was dreaming faded.
“Peace be with you and for tonight no bad dream will disturb you”, Jade sent her love and acceptance to Alura as she whispered the spell.
Jade knew bonds she did not understand tied them together. She would wait until the knowledge was revealed to her but kissed Alura’s door. Jade walked to each door and touch it to ensure all was well. When she stopped at the captain’s door she smiled. Captain Chuck seemed to be quite recovered and enjoying WB’s company. Jade saved Nick’s door for last and as her hand touched the door it opened. She stood there as Amy gave her the once over.
”I was just checking to make sure Mick was okay”, Jade explained.
Jade was relieved when Amy gave her smile. This was one woman that she didn’t want to get on the bad side of.
“Nick is doing fine. He is a little sore from threading oil for so long. Do you think you can help”, asked Amy with a twinkle in her eyes.
“I will do whatever I can to help”, Jade replied. She was feeling a little unsure of what Amy was really asking her.
Amy laughed and gave Jade a hug.
“Captain Chuck will explain your duties and the rules of the ship later. You should get some sleep”, Amy said cheerfully as she led Jade back to her stateroom.
“Thank You Amy”, Jade said as she opened her cabin door.
”Your welcome and go to sleep”, commanded Amy.
“Yes Ma’am”, said Jade with a little salute.
Jade watch as Amy walked away chuckling at the lousy salute. Jade was starting to love the sound of laughter.
Jade crawled into bed and was fast asleep before her head hit the pillow.
A knock woke me from my dreams.
I stumbled blindly, trying to find the entrance.
Flinging open the door, expecting yet another punishment, I was shocked to see Amy standing there.
Until that point, she and I had had little to no contact, though I thought her beautiful and intelligent, so why she was there, staring at me at that very moment, I had no clue. I looked down at her and she looked up at me. She opened her mouth to speak and then closed it again, as though she had been about to say something, but now had forgotten what it was.
I acted without thinking.
Pulling her forward into the room, I closed the door behind her, crowding her tiny, lush body against the wooden frame. 'Amy' I whispered...'I am so tired of being alone. Don't leave me tonight....let me please you...stay with me.'
I didn't know why she'd come to my cabin.... I didn't even care. I only knew that I couldn't be alone.....the emptiness was to great. I pressed myself against her, pressing my mouth to hers, my tongue snaking against her lips teasingly, until she opened to me.
Then she was kissing me back in earnest, her tongue tentatively meeting mine. She shuddered, her nipples hardening against my bare skin. Whatever reasons she had come for no longer existed for either of us. All that mattered was the kiss.....hot, passionate, spicy, deep.
I felt her twine her arms about my neck and I pulled her forward, turning her slowly, backing her towards the bed. Crowding against her, I pressed even more insistently, until her knees were flush against the bedframe.
Then I leaned forward so that she had no choice but to lie down on the mattress. My hands were eager. I didn't bother with etiquette. Her buttons flew where they may. God forgive me; I would buy her a new outfit in the morning.
Her shirt slid open effortlessly and I leaned down, licking a gentle path around the circumfrence of her nipple. Amy groaned, her hips bucking against me as my mouth fastened itself to her breast, worshipping her as the goddess that she was. I looked up at her as I tasted her sweetness. Her eyes were closed, her mouth slightly open; god, she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen...
I teased her, my mouth traveling from nipple to nipple ... but suddenly, it wasn't enough anymore. I wanted to taste her. I wanted to feel her under my mouth; taste her juices as she screamed in estascy.
I slid lower, my mouth seeking.
She cried out, her legs sprawling open involuntarily as I found her wetness and spread it with trembling fingers. She smelled so good. I leaned forward slightly, inhaling the scent of her femininity.....overwhelmed with my eagerness to press myself against her warmth. But I held back, my fingers carressing her; I spread her wide for my persual, looking down at the beauty of the soft pink petals in front of me. Slowly sliding my right index finger into her vagina, I leaned closer, no longer able to contain my hunger.
Oh, god...she was so sweet. My tongue caressed her, learning the hills and valleys of her passion. I'd never made love to a woman before, but I instinctively knew what she liked. I lost myself in the taste and texture of her, listening to her whimpers and moans; her little strangled cries when I found just the right spot; I teased it with my tongue; feeling her hips lift involuntarily. But I didn't want her to moan.....I wanted her to scream.
I wanted her to call out my name and love only me.
I stopped teasing.
I slid my hands under her buttocks, holding her tightly against my mouth as I opened it against her, pressing closely, suckling; gently at first; but harder as her passion escalated. Keeping her pressed tightly against my mouth with my left hand, I slid my right one between us, slipping it inside of her. My fingers and my mouth quickly found the perfect rhythmn of love.
Amy sobbed, begging for me to end it, but I ignored her. Her taste was just too sweet; her kisses too wonderful, for me to leave her with less than perfection. And so, I persisted, my fingers and mouth creating a symphony of such intense pleasure that at last, when Amy finally orgasmned, she screamed and fainted.
Still keeping her pressed tightly to me, I took a moment to taste her one last time, my tongue lapping up the traces of her juices.
My hands released her buttocks, allowing her satiated body to fall back onto the mattress. Happy, unfufilled, but not caring at the moment, I crawled up her body and pulled her gently into my arms, holding her close to me.
The emptiness was gone.
The next morning, when we awoke, I hugged her close to me, gave her a loving kiss, and said "Now I want to know EVERYTHING about you...everything. I already know that you are special...I wouldn't have wanted to be with you otherwise. So now...I want you to share your heart with me...and I will do the same, in kind."
I really mean what I said, which surprised me. She was amazing....and I was totally into her. I wanted to know everything; absolutely everything; that there was to know about her.
And I wasn't taking no for an answer.
I woke up surprisingly early the next morning, and rolled over to give dear WB a wakeup special.
No WB. Gone from the room; not so much as a whiff of her natural perfume. Hmm.
After taking care of the three "S's" for the morning, I wandered out to locate a playmate. I was feeling somewhat anxious. Wandering down the companionway, I heard snores, grunts, and climaxes. Good sign!
I rose to the main deck, and spied Nick charting a course. With "Sailing Master" back on wind, that took a little more effort.... something Nick enjoyed. Power sailing was 'for kids and senior citizens' he said. I greeted him, and peered over his shoulder at the chart. Hmm; never been there before, and it was warm and supposedly uninhabited. Should be fun.
A quick trip around the deck, (noticing the party wreckage had been picked up, the food put away, even the deck swabbed and scrubbed --- the Teakwood looked beautiful indeed) and I returned belowdecks, finding Ruby and WB hard at work making our next meal. The wonderful odors soon had everyone at the buffet except Nick, and he was there as soon as Amy had broken fast.
Odd meal, too; never had buffalo sausage for breakfast with eggs the size of dinnerplates. Good, though. Have to get the recipe from whoever the chief cook was. I grabbed a StarFruit for dessert and asked all to the foredeck when done eating and chores complete.
I parked my fanny on the triple-width deckchair reserved to me, and soon had our ship's company on deck.
"Who's got sunscreen on?" I asked. 2 people had sunscreen, Ruby and WB.
"Amy? Would you please take these two lovely ladies parasailing behind the Captain's Gig? Ladies? Interested?"
Both were. The rest of the crew but Nick and Amy followed me belowdecks into the main Salon for'ards.
"Ladies and Jaden; the number two killer of human beings at this point of the world (after drowning and it's various complications) is sunburn. As you ALL cannot waste time to remember such a simple safety rule, you shall ALL get 10 strokes with the razor strop across your fannies and backs. That will give you an idea what the sunburn might feel like, but a much quicker healing time. All of you are responsible to find someone NOT me to give you your punishment: each of you is responsible to show me the "after" condition. Insufficient effort will earn the victim 10 more strokes, and the punisher 20, placed elsewhere. Clear? Get busy; I'll be on deck."
I spent a blissful hour watching Ruby and WB enjoy the parasailing, and checking the occasional completed punishment. I Ok'd all, and sent them below to put on sunscreen (!) and return to deck.
Each took their turns trying the sailing, with Nick and Amy taking turns on the Gig. A long beautiful day for them all. Ruby, WB and I ventured belowdecks and spent an enjoyable hour soaking in the hot tub in my cabin.
Shortly, I had moved to the bed, and had a Lady atop me on both ends. They tasted differently, but I couldn't quite analize the spice difference. I had them switch places again; by this time they had both cum several times each, and I was about ready myself. I asked them to both work together to finish me off, and we took a long, long nap to recover.
Sir Chuck
I watched the others playing on the parasails and other things. Again, I hung back, unable, somehow, to open up to anyone.
Luckily, no one seemed to notice my presence and I breathed a sigh of relief.
I watched Amy laugh and play; my heart constricted with longing for her. How had this come to be?
My weakness had always been beautiful men, whom I could shape and mold according to my siren's song.
But this was different. I couldn't control her. Even if I wanted to, the song didn't work on human females the way that it did on men.
And even if it did, my singing voice was gone. The Captain had taken it from me that night when he had made me the sex object...the victim...
I was still so ashamed of that....and of my actions that had come before. I deserved the punishment...I knew that....but I was so bereft without my music.
I turned to look at the Captain. He was sitting there, smiling at the antics of the others with affection in his eyes. When one of them would shriek with laughter or do something daring, his lips turned upward....and he watched them, carefully.
I began to understand that we were so much more than just playtoys to him. We were his little family.
Saddened and lonely, I prayed that someday I would be honored enough to receive such a look from him; instead of always being on the outside looking in.
My eyes turned to amy once again. She was so beautiful and so fearless despite her dimunitive size. She seized things, shook them up and grabbed ahold of them, refusing defeat. I admired her greatly.
My eyes filled with tears once again. Turning, I prayed that no one would miss me, and went to my cabin where I lay, in the dark, thinking of things better left unsaid.
When the others had all gone to bed, I snuck outside again, cleaning up the mess left during the fun and celebration. I scrubbed everything again, even the foredecks, feeling somehow as though my actions would absolve me.
I spent time at the railings again, watching the dolphins play a bit.
Then I headed to my cabin again, surprised to find Amy there waiting for me.......
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Originally Posted by alura
Well, it was nearly time to call the fun part of the day to an end, so we could keep the ship clean and all have a good meal. I ran down the list of who had yet to sail, and found only two, Alura, and me. Good thing the Gig had twin tow lines.
I sent Amy down after Alura, and assigned Jade and Jaden to pilot the tow boat and work safety. Fastening myself into a special Parasuit, Amy helped a surprised Alura into the other side. Soon the two of us were high above the warm, deep waters.
Alura was surprised. Rather than the usual two chutes and two sets of straps, this rig had a pair of joined chutes like the old space capsules, and the straps fastened the two flyers tightly against each other, with the extra arm wrapped around the other.
Sir Chuck looked her in the eyes. "Alura, I return to you your gift of singing, with limitations." She saw his eyes filled with the same love with which he'd gathered the rest of the crew into his heart. "You do indeed have a wonderful gift, but the sin of selfishness had caused you to use it in a way it never should have been. Until and unless I say otherwise, you may use your voice to bring others and yourself pleasure, never pain or teasing. You may use your gifts to do good and protect others, never to harm. And those joys you bring to others shall come to mind every time tears begin to consume you: you have others who love you and care. You have brought Amy great pleasure, asking nothing in return: unselfishness is a major step to help you grow. She has given you friendship without expectation in return, one of the greatest gifts.
"You have ways of controlling others: I release all those except for use against me or anyone who has demonstrated love to you. This may be the greatest self-control of all.... but it is also the greatest self-growth of all. A fine woman has said, 'The true measure of a person is to see how that person treats another who cannot help in any way.' For when you begin to respect another simply because they are of the vast majority of people who are decent and just, then your maturity begins."
I reached my free arm for Alura's, and revealed the other odd thing about this parasailing rig. Pulling her face to face with me, I spread her legs with my free hand and leg, and we joined in flight. A long, slow time together, we landed on the foredeck; both excited, both exhausted, both changed.
And so much for the better.
Sir Chuck
The captain watched me as tears filled my eyes at his words. He smiled tenderly and then suddenly, with a swift move on his part, we were pressed closely together, body to body....
.....I was so grateful for the gift that he had given me that I sang to him....not a siren's song.....one without the magic; one just of....love. He pressed closer to me, his ear close to my mouth, delighting in both the beauty of my voice and the words.
We flew for a long time.....and I sang to him of my history....my hurts and fears...my heartaches...my loneliness.....I felt him tremble at moments, as though with repressed emotion....or anger, perhaps, at the pain I had suffered at the hands of others.
As, at last, we drifted toward the deck, I felt him pulling me closer in preparation for our landing.
In that moment, I dared for a brief few seconds to be bold enough to show my gratefulness and caring for him. I pressed close and kissed him.
It was not a kiss of passion; it was so much more than that. It was a kiss of love; of worship and my admiration of him; but more than that, it was a yielding.
I was yielding myself to him completely, opening myself up to whatever emotions, both good and bad, might come my way. I was embracing my new way of life and showing him my alliegience and my trust, something i had never given another before.
When we landed, laughing and tumbling, and at last came to rest, he looked at me, his eyes saying everything that I had hoped to hear. His voice spoke lovingly in my mind. 'Little one, I accept the gift of yourself with great soberness. I will care for you as I care for the others, with love and protection. But more than that, I will care for you with respect, which is something you have lacked your entire life. And with that said, I am going to give you your first order. You may not hide from us anymore. No sneaking up to deck to clean in order to punish yourself; no more holding back from being a part of things. You are loved...by me, and by each one of us. We are a family. Do not withhold any part of yourself from us again.'
We untangled ourselves from the rigging and got to our feet. He crowded me, leaning in to whisper "And from now on, you may NOT punish yourself. Only I have that right."
He pulled back, slapped me playfully on the butt and turned to face the rest of the crew and family.
As dinner was completed and dishes were done, I caught Jadetiger's eye and strolled up on deck with her. The water phosphored as Sailing Master cut silently through, tiny philoplankton and brine shrimp adding their natural odors to the perfume of the open sea.
We sat together on a bench near the bow, Jade's head on my shoulder. Sharing private time when half the folks on the ship were telepathic could be difficult: we both put up our shields, leaving just a tiny hole open for each others' communications.
Jade, 'you have overcome some serious concerns, Sir. Fear has mostly dissapated, love among the family grows, respect for all becomes the way of things. I commend you, sir.'
Chuck, 'acknowledgement for hard work completed is always appreciated. One concern left.'
Jade, '?'
Chuck, 'Nick is very shy. Amy tried to encourage you to help him heal; you were uncertain of her meaning. That was it. No rush of course, and no coercion: if it feels correct and you have the attraction, enjoy.'
Jade looked around and saw the operations light on in the control cabin. She looked in my eyes, read the approval, rose, and slowly approached him in the control room. I knew it was good.
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As Nick and Jade became acquainted, I turned on one of my new defensive toys at the other end of the control room. A deep radar closely related to the Aegis sets installed on American Cruisers, the relation ended when the equipment itself was inspected. Although the military sets were state-of-the-art, it was 1975 state of the art. MY set was 2005 top of the line, and could see the steel fillings in a native's teeth half a mile ashore.
Hmm. Something odd here. I grabbed the control remote and stopped us dead in the water. Combining the sonar and deep-radar images, I saw something under the coral and weeds which surprised me. A WW2 Submarine? Kind of shallow as well. I paged Amy and Nick to control and showed them the display.
"Wow!" Amy said. "A real early-war American "S" class diesel." Not worth anything historically except to the families of the heros aboard, Nick agreed we'd open a can of worms if we notified anyone. The three of us decided it would be best to honorably destroy the sub: she was in shallow enough water to impede navigation, and we wished to assure the heros' graves were untouched.
Nick and I prepared a ship-to-ship (Harpoon) missle, and plotted the course so the blast would push the wreck over the edge of a ridge into a deep underwater trough.
We called the rest of the crew to the foredeck, and told them what we had found. Not the sub's nationality or even the age, just that these brave sailors had laid down their lives in the attainment of world peace. I fired the Harpoon and checked the results: as planned, the graveyard was now 500 feet deeper and safe from curiosity seekers.
Nick put us back on course, and I went below to the Salon. Enough for one day. Picking Myya and sari out by eye, the three of us moved into my Cabin for some spanks, soaks, smooching, snuggling, and sex.
Ever hear someone scream into another woman's pussy? Odd echoes if you do it right.....
Jade could not believe how much safe and secure she felt with her head resting on Sir Chuck’s shoulder. She had such respect for him and yet she still felt naïve and uncertain around him. She often wondered if he new that he had such a power over her. She new it was a power he would not abuse but would use it to help her grow. When Sir Chuck mentioned Nick and Amy she knew he was trying to help her. He was letting her know it was okay to share herself with the others. His permission was what she was waiting for. She did not want to do anything that would displease him.
Jade left Sir Chuck’s side to join Nick she started to feel herself becoming shy. This was going to be harder than she thought. She was no longer in protector mode. Nick was not in danger any more and his body really did not need her healing powers. She resisted the urge to stop and leave but it was getting harder to approach the control room. Jade listened to Sir Chuck’s words. “if it feels correct and you have the attraction, enjoy”. Jade opened the door and entered the room.
Jade was extremely nervous as she approached Nick. When Nick turned to look at her she immediately dropped to hers knees and bowed her head.
“Sir, I just wanted to apologize for not realizing you where in danger. Please forgive me for not helping you in your time of need”, stammered Jade.
Nick looked at the woman at his feet. Jade had let her hair turned back to its natural color. In the cabin lights is was a warm soft brown with blonde highlights but he remembered what it had looked like in the sunlight. It had shown with bright with red highlights. He had thought it looked like fire. He had wanted to see her eyes to see if they to had a fire in them but she was always wearing sunglasses. Nick watched as Jade’s naked breasts as her breathing grew rapid. She was under stress and his instinct was to comfort her. He reached down and pulled her to her feet.
“You have nothing to apologize for. It is my job to protect you Jade”, said Nick as he pulled her into his arms and held her close.
Jade had expected Nick to accept her apology. She did not expected to be wrapped in his arms or to be pressing her body into his so willingly. She was even more confused as the blood raced through her veins and her heart pounded in her chest. Nick was causing such a strong reaction in her and all his was doing was holding her. How did Sir Chuck know she would be so attracted to Nick. She was embarrassed that her body was so hot just from his touch that she hid her face in Nick’s chest.
Nick had thought when he wrapped is arms around Jade that she would pull away from him. Instead she was clinging to him and he could feel her tremble. Her heart pounding and the hardest of her nipples brushed against his chest. He was just about to kiss her when Captain Chuck called for his assistance. Nick broke free of Jade’s embrace but the swelling in the groin was not as easy to ignore.
“Jade go to your cabin and wait for me. I want you to prepare your body, wash and oil yourself. I want you naked and in a collar only when I get there. Do you understand what I am asking you?”, Nick’s voice was warm but firm.
“I think so Sir”, Jade mumbled in a very confused voice.
Nick loved the blush crossing her face. He smiled but was shocked that he was able to say what he wanted to her. It gave him a feeling of power that she was willing to obey him.
”Go. I will be with you when I am finished here”, Nick said as he gave her a little push in the direction of the door.
Jade opened the door and hurried below deck to her cabin. She did exactly as Nick commanded and prepared her body. This was not what she thought was going to happen. Nick did not seem as shy as Sir Chuck had described. Jade’s hands tremble as she checks her hair in the mirror and placed the collar around her neck.
“Please, let me be what Nick needs and desires”, Jade whispered in her heart and to Sir Chuck.
Jade heard the missile launch and the under water explosion. If they found out what a chicken she really was it would be more than she could bare. She had to laugh they probably already knew but where just to kind and caring to point it out. She started cleaning up the cabin to keep herself busy. She ignored the little knots building in the stomach.
After the captain slapped me on the butt, he went off and mingled with the others. Before I could say 'boo' we were dining, laughing, drinking and dancing.
It was the first time I allowed myself a drink. But only one.
I still stayed a bit apart, but not by choice. I just had a hard time approaching people; mingling was not a familiar word in my vocabulary.
So I sat at one of the small tables, smiling at everyone's antics. To my surprise, it wasn't long before I was approached. I was looking down at the blisters on my hands, which had broken and were stinging slightly. A shadow fell over me and I looked up.
"Alura"....Jaden said hesitantly. "May I sit down with you?"
I blinked, taken completely by surprise. "Of course you can, Jaden."
I leaned back slightly, looking at him. He was a very handsome man and I appreciated beauty in all its forms. Jaden was no exception. We started to talk, hesitantly at first, and then more openly. He asked me a lot of questions about myself and eventually got it out of me that I loved to play cards. He brightened. "Me, too!" he exclaimed. "Do you know how to play Uno?"
I shook my head in mystification. "Hold on..." he said, jumping up from the table and darting away. I watched him, wondering what he was up to. Then he was back, panting slightly. He plopped down in the chair, producing a deck of colorful cards. "This is Uno." He said, fanning the cards out on the table. "And I'm going to kick your butt."
I raised my left eyebrow. "Is that a challenge, Jaden? Because if it is, you're about to lose your shirt."
He laughed.
The game went fast and heavy and before I knew it, we had 3 more players, WB, Ruby, and Amy. We took turns trouncing each other, screeching in dismay at some points and hollering with glee at others.
Eventually, the game degenerated into complete silliness.
"I'll trade you three of those..." WB said, pointing at Amy's hand, which held 4 reverse cards, "....for 5 of any of these." She indicated her own hand, which held a variety of choice cards as well.
"I've got a better idea." Amy announced. "Let's trade "favors" for cards, instead.'
"No fair!" Jaden cried in mock irritation. "I'm outnumbered!"
"True.." I conceded. "So why don't we play....STRIP Uno?"
My suggestion was met with cat-calls and a great deal of enthusiasm.
Oh; and my earlier threat to Jaden about losing his shirt?
He did.
about 4 this morning; it seems we have found an island with a sign of life which isn't supposed to have any. Some satellite phone with Mobius cleared up something I suspected, so with all our stealth devices and defences on, we slowly began to circle the island, paying out a heavy cable net.
Several sweeps satisfied me: we would be safe from whatever sank the boat on the floor of the harbor. Just then, a green flare flew up from the shore, and I noted the location. Pulling up the binoculars, I found it to be an old friend from the dungeon, learningtopleez! She had been shipwrecked out here with a master and 2 other subs... needed to find out what happened, and how to safely get her off the island.
Nick had already lowered the Gig and readied her to go ashore; I sent Amy along for emergency first aid if needed, with strict assignments not to leave the Gig. An arm slipped inside each of mine; Jade and Alura must have been awakened, and each was lending moral support (and a lot of snuggling).
About 20 minutes later, the Gig had returned. Nick put her back into her berth while Amy and learningtopleez approached me. Amy just winked and went below; learningtopleez had fallen into knees-present position. I took her hand to raise her, and inspected her. Other than something that looked like poison oak, she looked ok. Amazing tan. Amy rushed back on deck, carrying a tube of salve to apply to the rash. She also gave LTP a sedative, and suggested we allow her to sleep the clock around, just to make sure. We guided her to an open cabin, and put a "do not disturb" sign on the door.
Having had a night cut too short by the early alarm, I turned back to my cabin. No sooner had I closed the door than it reopened and in walked Jade and Alura. The two took off my scant ship's outfit, began to sing a song of love and sharing, and gently worked their loving tricks on my body. I faded away soon after.
"Alura"....Jaden said hesitantly. "May I sit down with you?" He wasn't one for much crazy partying, but enjoyed watching on the side and chatting one-on-one with people. While Jaden was still wary of Alura's skills, he enjoyed her company and her unique beauty.
"Of course you can, Jaden." she replied warmly.
They chatted for awhile, Jaden's mind locking out the rest of the world so that he was in a little bubble of quiet background noise where he was just talking with Alura. Eventually, they discovered they had a common area of enjoyment - playing cards.
"Do you know how to play Uno?" he asked her, Uno being one of his favorite games of all time. Jaden was suprised when Alura shook her head 'no'. He thought everyone knew how to play Uno. Most of his friends usually beat him at the game, so he was overjoyed to find a newbie he coule beat, for once.
Jaden ran off to get the cards from his luggage in his room, and after a bit of frantic digging, found the pack of cards. He raced back to Alura, nearly running over Amy in the process and sat down in a chair."This is Uno." he said, fanning the cards out on the table. "And I'm going to kick your butt."
Alura raised her left eyebrow. "Is that a challenge, Jaden? Because if it is, you're about to lose your shirt."
Jaden laughed, thinking "It certainly wouldn't be the first time..." and began to teach Alura how to play. The game was quite simple, and she was a quick learner (much to his dismay). Eventually, WB, Ruby and Amy joined in the game as well, and the games were going quickly. Some of the players were beginning to lose interest, and were creating new rules to the game.
"I'll trade you three of those..." WB said, pointing at Amy's hand, which held 4 reverse cards, "....for 5 of any of these." She indicated her own hand, which held a variety of choice cards as well.
"I've got a better idea." Amy announced. "Let's trade "favors" for cards, instead.'
"No fair!" Jaden cried in mock irritation. "I'm outnumbered!"
"True.." Alura conceded. "So why don't we play....STRIP Uno?"
"STRIP Uno?" asked Jaden with a wide grin on his face, "Let's go!"
He played well for the first few rounds, happily watching as each of the lovely ladies began to lose their clothing. But as the fickle Lady Luck changes sides, he began to lose as well, his shirt disappeared, the first of many more items of clothing to go.
A few hours later, laughed silly and clothingless, the Uno-players retired to their rooms for the night.
I thought the yacht that was circling the island looked familiar, when it suddenly hit me that it was Sir Chuck! He had been to visit us once before and to make sure we had enough supplies. But I had been here long enough. Although I greatly enjoyed Master13's care of myself and e.b., and nibbles while she was here: I so missed my friends and family at the dungeon. I rushed to find the flairs Master13 had in his luggage and shot one straight up in the air, hoping and praying that someone would see it. It wasn't long before a Gig came ashore with a man and woman I didn't recognize. The man approached me, telling me his name is Nick, and he is with Sir Chuck, and that he has come to take all that want to leave home! Tears run down my face as I realize I have been rescued. I run to tell the others, but they have chosen to stay for now. Master13 assures me that he will not be upset if I choose to leave and he sends me off with a slap on my bottom. I join Nick on the Gig and am introduced to Amy, who is just beautiful. She immediately starts inspecting me for any sunburn or other first aid needs. When we get to the yacht, I immediately fall to my knees at Sir Chucks feet with tears of gratitude in my eyes. He gently lifts me to my feet for inspection. Amy soon returns with some cream for my poison oak and insists that I take a sleeping pill. I look to Sir Chuck for approval and he gives me a nod. I take it gratefully and am lead to my own cabin with a real bed! Oh gosh, I will sleep like the dead tonight. Before I fall asleep I send a thank you with hugs and kisses to Sir Chuck in my mind, and I could have sworn I heard him say..."Just rest now Little One. We will talk soon." Must have been the sleeping pill!
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Damn. I hate breaking promises... or even bending them. It turns out that the main's'l control fouled, and took with it the entire sheet control.... locking everything on the board fully extended! We likely broke a few speed records for our class of craft. Damn glad we were in open seas. The worst part was when the storm arose, Amy and Nick on opposite sides of the stick jumping up and down to try to loosen her up; the two jumped together into a very rough sea. I released the gig from her moorings and they managed to swim up to her and make weigh back to "Sailing Master". Scared us all.
Finally I just pulled the breakers on the master control and allowed it to reboot. Twenty minutes later the system was back online, we started the diesels and dowsed all the sheets. Finally able to turn Navigation back over to the computer, I had my first chance off the wheel in 23 hours. Having no energy to play, I grabbed the first lady I saw who'd had the guts to stick her head out on deck and took her to bed. Turned out lucky: it was LTP and most proud to give her a slow, half-sleepy welcome back.
Next morning we had an atoll climb the horizon before us, and we carefully worked our way (Mark Twain - style) through the coral and dropped the hook inside the lagoon. Almost felt like Gilligan, coming home.
Amy jumped into her new mesh diving suit, and took a quick swim under the lagoon, then set up a net with Nick's help across the opening to keep Portugese Men o' War, jellyfish, sharks, and other noxious sea denizens in their own neighborhoods. And to give us all room to play. While they finished that, I grabbed the Garand and swept the atoll's land for anything else which might be threatening; fortunately that I did, as one of the many thousands of mines still floating in the ocean from the Second World War had managed to work it's way up among some jungle plants extending nearly to the lagoon.
Firing a round into the air, Nick came running. He'd put down the gangplank and was finishing the other half. He skidded to a stop about twenty feet shy, and did a double-take. "A.... MINE? Never thought I'd see one except in a movie or museum! What do we do with this?"
"This one, Nick, will give us a chance to use another of our new toys, safely. Rig out the heavy laser."
With the help of Sari and Myya, the centerboards of the teak decking were folded back and the remote control retrieved. Nick smiled, and flipped on the power source.... firing up the Diesels to full rpm running the alternators. Carefully focusing the famous 'red dot' on the center of the mine, and blipping the siren a few times, he started bringing up the power slowly. The object was to melt the damned thing, not to blow it up unless they had to.
As the power was being applied, we soon found it unlikely to explode; a sudden burst of water from the new hole made it unlikely that the works still did.
They did. Violently. Thought I was far enough away, but getting blown through jungle 40 feet was wonderful for clearing the sinuses.
Once we'd all recovered, Ruby gathered the gang together and all filed ashore. "Today," she said, "we're each going to come up with a contest we can share for fun and spankings... or whatever. Before we start, we have a few cautions: no broken skin, broken bones, or broken friendships. We're letting anyone judge who wants, winners will be praised, losers will be spanked. Or something.
"First contest! Each of you is to find a coconut bigger than your, a, head. We were going to do bigger than your tits, but Jaden would have an unfair advantage. Oh, yes! Can't use your hands to bring it back, but we're giving you two rubber bands and a piece of netting. Speed is important, getting the thing off the ground is ok. FINALLY! A scream means DANGER. Another mine? Whatever. If you scream without there being danger to many, there'll be lots for you! Pick up your nets and rubber bands from the ground here, and get ready to run. Set? Go!"
They took off to find coconuts... and supper.
Jaden dashed towards the pile of nets and rubberbands, picking a big thick rubberband and a large square of netting. He headed off into the forest carefully, watching to see where the other girls went.
There were a lot of bugs flying around, as well as waist high, abrasive grasses. Jaden used a long stick he picked up to push the grass aside before stepping carefully through them. He was travelling at a decent speed, having developed a certain rhythm to the repetetive exercise of pushing the grass aside and walking.
A few minutes of walking brought him to a little stand of coconut palms. A few coconuts were on the ground already, and Jaden prodded them with his stick until they were lined them up for inspection according to size, singing softly under his breath, "I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts. There they are a-standing in a row. Big ones small ones some as big as your head...a ha!" he exclaimed quietly as he found one that measured up to be half an inch in diameter bigger than his head.
Jaden laid the square of netting on the ground and rolled the coconut into the center of the netting. He wrapped the netting around the coconut and used the smaller rubberband to close off the opening of the makeshift bag. Jaden tied the other rubber band to the end of the first one and put his ankle through the loop.
Quickly taking the other coconuts and randomly tossing them around so that there was no evidence of him ever being there, Jaden picked up his stick again and headed back towards the boat as fast as he could, dragging the coconut behind him.
He thought he heard a faint rustling noise that was following him, but he wasn't sure. He paused and listened, but the rustling stopped. Jaden shrugged and kept going until the Sailing Master came into view.
Totally clueless, I stood around watching everyone else scramble like maniacs around the grove. Coconuts were falling everywhere. I tried to think what to do.
Then, I remembered my childhood; a great many rocks had been thrown at me as a child, so I had learned to throw them back again. With a great deal more accuracy than they appreciated, I'll warrant.
Strolling over to the grove, taking my time, I looked up at all the trees, scanning the coconuts through the branches until I found just the right one. It was pretty high up so I was fairly confident that it would still be there when I got back.
I turned and walked farther into the grove; towards the interior; rooting around on the ground until I found what I was looking for.
Strolling back out again, I walked over to the tree that I had chosen. Putting the armful of rocks at my feet, I held on to the best one; almost oblong in shape. It would be perfect.
I yelled out "If anyone grabs the coconut I'm fixing to knock out of that tree, I'll spank you myself!" then levered my arm back like a discuss thrower. The others had turned at the sound of my voice, and now watched me with avid curiosity.
Putting all my weight on my left leg, which was placed slightly in front of my right, I brought my arm forward with all my strength and watched as the rock headed for the sky.
The branch cracked audibly and though it now bentd drunkenly to the left side, I still hadn't gotten my prize.
The others applauded as the second rock I threw thumped against my goal and the branch cracked completely in two, sending the massive coconut tumbling to the ground. I extended my arm toward the remaining rocks.
"They're all yours if you want to try." I offered as I headed toward the coconut.
It was huge. Twice as huge as my head. I didn't know if what I had in mind was going to work, but damned if I wasn't going to try anyway.
Bending down, I took the netting in my hands and struggled mightily with it, teeth grinding tighter and tighter until I had torn it into two pieces. Then I took a piece of it and placed it under my foot, pulling and pulling until it thinned out and elongated, the hemp frayed and twisted. I tied the two ends into a slipknot leaving it loose enough that there was a small gap, just big enough for something thin to fit through. Perfect!
I did the same with the other. Then I slid both pieces under the enormous coconut, crosswise to each other, forming a perfect X. I took the two rubber bands (thank god they weren't the little skinny type!) and bit through them, each in turn. Taking one of them, I slipped one end through each end of the netting and then retied it, using 6 tiny knots; as tight as I could get them. Then, to make it more secure, I tightened the slipknot and tied three small regular knots after it.
I did the same with the other rubber band.
Taking care not to touch the coconut with my hands in any way, I slid my arm carefully through the netting and rubber bands, which now, more or less, resembled a sling, until they slid up to my shoulder. Pressing forward, down and under, I succeeded in getting the rubber band/netting to slide up over my shoulder.
I bent my chin forward and down, holding the netting in place; hoping that I would be able to rise to my feet without the coconut slipping out.
Luck was on my side.
I got to my feet, my arms behind my neck so that my hands would not be touching anything that would break the rules of the contest, and sauntered back to the boat.
"Hey, Jaden..." I said as I passed him by at an unhurried pace and made my way up the gangplank to the finish line.
Jade watched Jaden and Alura. It was nice to be dry land. Jade stopped to surveyed all the coconuts on the ground and picked one the size of the head. She rolled the coconut in the center of the mess and sealed each end with a rubber band. Jade looked back at the path she had made through the grass. Yes it had been worth it to trample the grass down as she made her way to the trees. Placing both ends of the mesh between her teeth she ran back to the starting point. Jade gave Jaden and Alura a friendly grunt as she passed them. Once she was back at the beach she sat down and waited for the others to return. Jade listened careful so she would hear if anyone screamed. She really didn’t want there fun to be interrupted by an accident or someone getting hurt.
Jade listened but let her mind wander. She felt a great sadness in her heart. It was Yuri and he needed. Without even thinking she opened a link to him.
"Yuri I am here" she whispered in his mind.
"My little tiger you have sought me out", he said as he mind caressed hers.
"Yes beloved. Why did you not call for me. I would not have refused you", she said. Her heart ached at his sadness.
"Little one, you are on a cruise and I did not want to ruin your fun. Please do not worry. I have Elizabeth and Littleslut to keep me company', he said as sent her thoughts of reassurrance.
"Yuri I will come to you if you want" Jade whispered in his mind.
"You stay pet. If I need you I will call", said Yuri. Yuir wonder how she thought she was going to get to him then jade sent him pictures of soaring birds and dolphins playing.
"I can be many things Yuri and I can get home to you", she said as she sent him her love.
Yuir was surprised at Jade actions. Her mind and heart was totally open to him. Whatever was happening on the cruise was helping her to open up. He did not want interfer.
"Stay Jade but I would like to try and meet in our dreams" suggested Yuri. He could feel her stiffen. She still didn't trust her dream state yet.
"I will try Yuri" said Jade. She knew he needed to touch her even if it was only their minds.
"Good pet. I will see you soon" said Yuri as he closed his link with her. Yuri was extremly pleased. He had missed her more than he wanted to admit.
Jade brought her focus back to the beach. She may be frighten of her dream state but she was excited about meeting Yuri. She missed him more than she liked to admit.
Ruby, Nick, Amy, and I were left behind as Jaden and the ladies motivated out into the wilds of the atoll. It was fun to see a little spirit, and some smiles that weren't forced. The cruise had truly gotten not-fun recently.
I looked at Ruby and said, "Coconuts?"
She laughed. "Sure, why not? Easy to get, not TOO hard to carry, and a fine source of fresh milk and pie fixings for dinner. Besides, we needed to do something; the party was getting stale."
Amy chimed in. "If we're going to have fresh coconut, I've got to get the rest of the fixings for the pies together! Nick, come on and help." Both went belowdecks.
I had an evil thought, stirring from a childhood educated by the Three Stooges, Laurel & Hardy, and Mel Brooks. Turning to Ruby, I shared my idea for what could be the second contest....
Still a little tired from so many months on the island, but determined to enjoy this contest, I watched appreciatively as Alura snagged her coconut! I continued to look around for a coconut as big as my head and suddenly spotted the one! Now how the hell was I to carry it back without using my hands? I looked at the netting and two rubber bands and suddenly had an idea. I lay the netting on the ground and pushed the coconut in the middle of it with my foot. I gathered the netting around the coconut and used one of the rubber bands to tie it together. I tried to lift it and the rubber band slipped off easily. Dammit....now what was I to do? I really didn't want to disappoint Sir Chuck and the others. Especially Ruby who had come up with the idea. I was suddenly startled by movement beside me. I looked up and saw the beautiful Jade. "Need some help LTP?", Jade asked. "Oh yes Jade! How did you know I was having trouble? I thought you had already gone back to the ship?" "I was on the beach and just sorta knew", Jade answered. She helped me to get the bands to stay put and made something that looked like a purse almost with the bands used as handles. I picked up my prize coconut by the rubber band handles and carried it like a purse, never touching the coconut. "Wow! You are brilliant Jade! How did you ever think to do that?" "Just intuition hun. Now let's walk back together!" "You won't get in trouble, will you Jade? I appreciate your help, but I don't want to be the cause of any trouble for you." "Don't worry LTP, just trust me." I gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek and we walked back to the beach to find the others.
I watched as Jade passed me by. I was furious. Dammit. I had worked so hard to come up with the perfect plan and the little bitch had walked right over me.
I reached the starting point and laid down my burden. Hearing footsteps, I turned and watched as Jade went back to help LTP.
Suddenly, I was filled with humiliation.
I knew why I was like I was; too many years of being alone and fighting for any measure of acceptence had made me self-centered.
But now, looking at the two of them, I felt ugly and exposed.
Sinking to the ground, I crossed my legs one over the other and hung my head in shame.
Jaden saw Jade as she headed out to help LTP, and said cheerfully to her with a grin, "Hey Jade, good job!"
Jaden arrived a scant minute after Alura, and slipped his ankle out of the rubber-band bracelet, dropping the coconut in the sand at the 'finish line'.
He saw that Alura was sitting rather dispiritedly on the ground, and went to sit with her. "What's up, Alura? Why the long face?" Jaden started drawing pictures in the sand, tracing out a cartoon cowboy on his horse, pointing a pistol at a dummy outside a saloon.
Reaching out to Jaden, I enclosed him in my arms.
"thank you for being my friend, Jaden" I whispered, kissing him softly on the cheek
"Somebody needs to be reminded of her value," Ruby said casually as she and Chuck supervised the contest from afar.
He nodded as they watched Jaden with Alura. The young man was easy going and carefree. Ruby wanted some of that self acceptance to rub off on her new friend. They were supposed to be having fun out there, not really concerned with "winning". She knew that Chuck would reward LTP and Jade for working as a team. It was his way.
"I'm surprised that nobody thought of carrying each other's coconuts?" she mused.
When her comment didn't take the serious look of Chuck's face, she placed her hands under her breasts and said in a naughty voice, "Hey, captain, I think my "coconuts" are ready for inspection."
"What?" he asked, turning to her and then his eyes twinkled.
"Coconuts, eh?"
"Just checking to see if you were listening." Her hands slowly traced the outline of her firm breasts. "I've got lots and lots to tell you..."
Starting out at a run, I dashed off into the wilds. Quickly seperating myself from the others, I slowed down a bit to inspect the various coconuts I came across. Unfortunatly it seemed I had picked a bad pathway, as most of them wern't anything to write home about. Tossing yet another dud out of my way, I slowed to a stroll and wandered across the beach, the ship and the crew no longer within sight. Climbing upon a small bluff, the relaxing sounds of the ocean waves drifted up to me, making a soothing lullaby.
Staring out over the ocean I couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of it, I decided to sit down and enjoy this scene for a short while, closing my eyes and laying back; I let the gently sea breeze carry me away.
I briefly remembered something about coconuts, but the thought was gone, washed out of my mind like the tide before I could even notice.
Just gently dozing.....
Mistress Sari paused, looking out across the island. There was no one else around. Myya had been with her a moment ago.
Sari sighed. Looking after a slave girl was such hard work. Had she really put Mistress Ruby through all this trouble? Probably. She did have a habit of wandering off exploring.
So... find Myya or look for a coconut. Sir Chuck set a game to find some coconuts and Sari knew better than to disappoint her Masters. However, Myya was currently her slave girl and she had a duty to protect her slave.
Hmm... This was a tricky one. Sir Chuck might spank her if she didn't come back with a coconut, or came back late. Sari smiled. That might be fun.
Find Myya. If she found a coconut on the way, that would be fine. Of course, she'd have to find some way of carrying it. Some netting and elastic bands. That didn't sound like a terribly easy way to carry a coconut, especially if she couldn't use her hands. Or was that really the rule? sari hadn't really been paying that much attention to the rules. She had been too busy thinking of last night with Sir Chuck.
Mmmm... last night with Sir Chuck and Myya...
No! Find slave girl! Find coconut! In that order.
Now, which way would Myya have gone? Sari looked around and could see no sign of her errant slave girl. Well, one direction as as good as any other. How large could this island be, anyway? Desert islands were small things, right?
She set off in a random direction, passing beneath cool trees, a light wind playing over her naked body. Damn. She'd meant to find some clothes. Sari liked being naked, but the opportunity to wear clothes on this trip was a good one, and one she planned to take up.
Although when she thought of clothes, she thought of skimpy bikinis, lingerie, maybe some fancy dress costumes... that sort of thing. Not the sort of thing to wear in public.
But, she'd meant far too much time in bed with Myya and she hadn't had time to dress before coming out.
Ah! She started. There's a coconut. It must have fallen from that tree over there. It looked sort of big enough. Bigger than her breasts, wasn't it? Or was it meant to be bigger than her head? Maybe she was meant to be able to carry it betwen her breasts? No, that couldn't be it, because Jaden was in this game.
Ooohhh... she really should have listened to the instructions.
Anyway, that's a coconut and a fairly large one. It should be large enough. Now... to carry it.
Umm...
Ah...
Elastic bands, netting, coconut, naked slave girl / Mistress.
Umm...
This sounded like the sort of puzzles she had had in high school, and she hadn't paid any attention there.
What were the rules again? Something about not picking it up with her hands, wasn't it? Was it just that she couldn't carry it?
Ah! Got it! Find Myya. Get her to carry it. There. What was the point in having a stunningly beautiful, permanently naked slave girl if you couldn't get her to carry things for you.
Well, okay, there was another point.
But should she leave it here while she found Myya? She had no way of knowing where her slave girl was. Someone might come and find the coconut while she was away. Or she might get lost and be unable to find the way back.
Hmm... Oh, never mind. Sari picked up the coconut. She could carry it until she found Myya and then give it to her to carry. If anyone else found her, she could drop it very quickly and deny everything.
Sari began to hum softly and rather tunelessly as she carried the coconut and went looking for her slave girl.
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