Captain Chuck's Bondage Cruise

[alura]

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.

[Chuckdom19]

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