Dr. Sadiq plays a trick on Felicity for her sexual pleasure. Beth deals with the fallout of Ateefah's plan for extra sex. Ateefah and Farah choose hypnotism to control their sexual impulses. Marilyn and Yasmine have bonding ceremonies with their Masters. This chapter contains oral sex, anal sex, lesbian sex, group sex, including a double penetration, pegging and, public sex, As usual, there's no COVID or STD's in this fantasy world. My thanks to JohnnyGalt for his editorial assistance.
My Descent into Slavery, Ch 15
Two Bonding Ceremonies
Sahar was riding Ranger when I got to our room. My bunk wasn't really set up to do threesomes. Two wasn't a crowd only because I liked close physical contact with my main bitch, well, pretty much anyone, truth be told. We couldn't take Ranger to fuck on Master's bed, so that left the stern room and a few cushions thrown on the deck with some sheets, for a modicum of privacy.
"Ranger, it's so good to see you again," I said.
"You too, Beth. Sahar told me she's the only one that can give me permission to fuck you."
"That's true. She has full control except for my Master. You'd better be good to her."
"I'm doing the best I can."
"I see that. You're one of the few men she'll fuck without me present, Master being one of the other ones."
"I'm honored."
"You should be. She doesn't give her trust easily."
I certainly didn't expect either of them to lick Leo's cum dripping out of my holes, so I took a shower to wash away the evidence of my lust. By the time I'd finished, so had Ranger and Sahar. I didn't mind cleaning either of them, so lapped their messy genitals to get them clean.
"I don't know about the two of you, but I'm starving," I said. "I need to eat before I fuck again, and I suggest the stern room for some space along with a little privacy for our fucking."
"I'm curious why control of your fucking was given to Sahar and not your Master?" Ranger asked
"As my wife and bodyguard, Master felt that Sahar would be around me more often. For instance, when I go back to school to finish my thesis, Sahar will be with me, but Master won't. If I need to fuck someone, it would be a lot easier for Sahar to grant permission. Speaking of going back to school, Sahar doesn't know how to drive. Would you and Luke like to teach her? I might stay with Mistress Layton anyway. I won't be going to classes on a daily basis. I've already given up my apartment and arranged for all my stuff to be placed in storage. It wasn't going to be big enough for the two of us, and any guests we might have."
"Sure, learning to drive on the ranch is pretty easy. Not much to crash into. She gets comfortable in the car, we can hit some of the country roads, then hit the city streets when she's really confident."
"That would be nice. I've also been thinking of what she might want to do for a career. Perhaps you could tell her about fire fighting."
"Guarding your lazy ass isn't good enough for you?" Sahar asked.
"You could do a lot more with your life than watch over me. What are you going to do when I start working, and not sitting around being a near full time slave? In the long run, I doubt I'm in much danger now that Mahmoud and his ilk are no more. I can probably handle most of your normal muggers. Why don't you two grab a shower and we'll get a bite to eat. It's nice to know Marilyn knows about us. Master can feed me again. I can ask for permission to cum when you play with me at the dinner table. Then, I think I should show Ranger what I did to you on our honeymoon night, except with him tied down."
"Will you make him beg?" Sahar laughed.
"Absolutely. I think it would be lots of fun to make an Army Ranger beg."
"Did she make you beg, Sahar?" Ranger asked.
"Like a one legged blind man on the street," Sahar replied. "If Beth had begged like that, I'd have had to wallop her ass three hundred times. She's nicer than I am. After making me beg, she gave me like forty orgasms the rest of the night. I was as tame as a lamb when she finished. I fell asleep."
"Of course, I can't give you forty orgasms. I'd be lucky getting six or seven out of most men," I said. "It would probably take at least six men to get forty orgasms out of them. They're practically worthless. Perhaps a scholarly topic for my first paper after I make Doctor. How many men does it take to give them forty orgasms in five hours? A good topic for a slave slut like me."
They both laughed and took a shower, both of them dressing after we told Ranger there were two practicing Muslims on board, one of whom didn't appreciate male nudity around his wife. I went as is, naked and horny.
We went to the dining room for dinner, being held for our guests. Frank and Theresa were seated together with Marilyn kneeling on a cushion between them. Marilyn had a horse tail in her ass, preparing her to be a mare. They took turns feeding her. Francesca and Belle were both naked, now that their status was known to Francesca's mother, sitting beside Frank so they could converse. Pony Boy had on shorts and a t-shirt, sitting beside Theresa, but feeding himself.
We three sat beside Dr. Sadiq and Felicity, me next to Felicity for their Muslim sensibilities, then Sahar and Ranger. Miranda was in Master's lap, although dressed. I suspected she was conscious of her baby weight, and David wasn't with her. Perhaps David was in the nursery at the moment, since he'd have constant supervision there.
"Master Frank, I've asked Francesca and she didn't know," I asked "What's Pony Boy's real name?"
"The reason no one knows it, is because he hates his real name, which is Reese, which sounds more like a girls name due to Reese Witherspoon, the actress. He wanted to be called something else and with his obvious physical endowments and his position as a stallion on a pony farm, the name was an obvious choice."
"I'm sorry, sir, but what do you mean when you say he's a stallion on a pony farm?" Felicity asked. "Perhaps it's my ignorance, but does that mean he practices bestiality?"
"How familiar are you with Dominance and submission?" Frank asked.
"Only that practiced on this ship," Felicity said, "nothing else."
"There are a lot of different variations of D/s culture," Frank said. "Some people are more into sadism and masochism. Others play more, perhaps bondage, mild punishments such as tickling, and they usually have one sexual partner. There were a number of different novels by a man named John Norman, collectively known as the Gor novels. Proponents of Gor culture practice slavery as depicted in those novels, in which women are treated more like real slaves, usually with multiple sexual partners. There is another group in which the submissives act as animals, frequently cats or dogs, but also a large number in which the submissives behave similarly to horses. They have tails such as that Marilyn is wearing tonight, usually wear some type of horse tack, including boots that resemble horse hooves, and are made to pull surreys, sulkies or other carts. They are made to trot or pace like regular horses. Marilyn will begin undergoing pony training tomorrow with Francesca, who used to train all of my ponies, so you may see some of it in action. Of course, Pony Boy must also maintain his skills. I have what is known as a pony farm, where I keep what are known as ponies, mares and stallions. Mine are raised for racing with other like minded Dominants. Some are kept for show.
"In fact, I first met Beth because she was racing a world class 100 meter dash sprinter I'd brought in for a mile long race pulling a sulky, because Ranger kept beating Pony Boy in races I held with Mistress Layton. I thought for certain, I was finally going to win one of these races. Little did I know, Beth was a triathlete herself, used to running longer races than a dash. I won't discuss in polite company what I expected would happen to me if I lost. My competition with Mistress Layton had become overly competitive, and the side bets between us became ferociously humiliating to the loser. After I lost, I expected the worst, and instead, got the best. Beth convinced us to call a truce in our feud, which I think partly existed because I was attracted to Mistress Layton, and had hoped to treat her like one of my ponies for a day. Instead, we now have a romantic relationship. I will use my new slut for casual fucking and to help train new mares.
"Submissives, whether they are considered ponies or not, should always know how to satisfy their Masters or Mistresses. Heterosexual males such as myself, like to keep naked mares for my stable, but submissive mares need more than a single male such as myself for their sexual needs which tend to be larger than for the general population, so I keep a couple stallions to help provide the needed sexual release for the mares. They are both well endowed sexual athletes who can service six or seven mares a day. They ensure each of my mares can get fucked at least once every other day. Marilyn can train new mares to sexually satisfy men or women, and help them become used to their submission, if they're fairly new to submission."
"Beth, have you had sex with Pony Boy?" Felicity asked.
"I have."
"Is it the best sex that you ever had?"
"I would say it's the fifth best," I replied. Both Pony Boy and Felicity reacted to that statement.
"Have you had sex with a longer cock?" Felicity asked.
"I don't believe any longer, though without lining them up side by side, I'd just be guessing. I've had some fatter ones, although they weren't necessarily the best either. Two of the best I've ever had are on this ship. One is on Mistress Layton's horse farm, real horses, not ponies."
"Diego," Mistress Layton said, smiling.
"Diego," I agreed, returning her smile.
"Who are the two on this ship?" Felicity asked.
"My Master, and Captain Björn, Mistress Lynn's husband."
"I would agree with her assessment," Francesca said. "I've fucked all four as well."
Felicity seemed confused. She'd seen Master's cock, and she'd seen Pony Boys today at the slave auction, and she was confusing size with ability.
"Cock size doesn't have everything to do with sexual pleasure. It's an additive, for sure, but not everything to do with fucking ability. There's a lot that goes into sexual pleasure, including the emotional connection you feel to a person. All other things being equal, you'll have more pleasure with someone you care for than someone you don't. As a submissive, I also respond to the Dominance in my partners. The four other men I had more pleasure with, are all Dominant. Pony Boy is a submissive. I don't respond to him in the same way. Because Pony Boy has been blessed with a large cock, he has a tendency to depend on his size more than the other four. Just shoving a cock like that inside of you, does help, but others have to work harder at it than he does, and they do, because they aren't depending on size.
