Beth discovers something about Congresswoman Miranda Ward. This chapter contains oral, lesbian, and interracial sex. It contains public sex and discipline including spanking and orgasm denial. COVID-19 and STD's don't exist in this fantasy world. My thanks to JohnnyGalt for editing. Any mistakes remain mine.
My Voyage of Discovery, Ch 4 - Congresswoman Miranda Ward
Master released me from my cage when he was done fucking Miss Miranda, having me lick her pussy clean. It was saturated with their cum. Then I cleaned him off before he sent me to my room to take care of my morning needs. They were dressing when I returned, having showered themselves. I helped her with her clothing. Master put me on my leash when I was done and Miranda led me down to the crew's mess while holding Master's arm.
After eating, we went to the morning muster. For my morning spanking, Master saw my bottom was still bruised from yesterday afternoon and asked if I wanted to use the reprieve I'd earned spotting the man overboard dummy. I told him I'd prefer to use it when I really needed it.
"You don't think you need it now?" he asked.
"It may look bad, sir, but I sat on it at breakfast, so it doesn't hurt particularly. Go ahead."
He did give me a ten swat spanking, but he didn't strike me as hard as he usually did, even though it hurt as bad. My butt was still tenderized from yesterday. Master then explained to Miranda that as a reward for the crew, they held a drawing every day based upon names submitted for particularly outstanding work the previous day. I'd been out of the loop for the last three days, once for her, another for my friends and today was the third day, so they were going to draw three names today and I would have to pleasure all three. Miranda drew the names out of the hat.
Leo, the helicopter pilot, was drawn and wasn't on board at the moment as the helicopter wasn't either, last seen taking my friends away. Master told me I could take care of him when he returned tonight. The other two were people I had met, but didn't remember, not having meaningful conversations with them before, George and Rafael.
Miranda asked if she could watch me fellate the two men. Master told her it would be up to those selected. Neither man had an issue getting their cock sucked in front of others, so both men chose to use me on the sundeck as Miranda watched me extract their cum. George was a driver, but Rafael preferred letting me handle the details. I did learn George primarily worked in the engine room and Rafael was another of the ex-SEALs, handling boats, small engines, transport duties, deck watch.
"Rafael is an unusual name," I said when I finished, tucking him back.
"Yeah, I think my mother was enamored with the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles when she was a teenager and the name stuck in her head. Just a different spelling; F instead of PH."
"Thanks for working so hard for my Master," I said.
"The rewards are worth it."
Miranda asked me if I liked sucking cocks in public.
"They see me naked all the time, ma'am; know I'm here as Master's sex slave and available to them for various things. I'm going to be doing this for a full year and will end up having one form of sex or another with the entire crew. I think the time to worry about having sex in public was before I submitted my application."
"Does it excite you?"
"I always find myself aroused. It's a constant state of being. I'm unsure if I was much more excited sucking them in public than hearing you and Master fucking over my head. Either time, if you checked my cunt, I'm sure you would have found it quite damp."
This made her blush a little, though not much. After all, I was only a slave girl and Master's toy, not someone who mattered.
Master released me to do a couple more surveys before lunch, leading me back to his room himself. He didn't take even his minute owed for escorting me, quickly disappearing again. Sighing despondently, I checked my emails and saw one from Mistress Layton apologizing to me and I wrote her back telling her not to be concerned. I'd taken my punishment and Master seemed to have gone back to normal save he still hadn't had sex with me since. I then went back over the ones coming in requesting to do my survey. The next two after James and Kelly had been from Manuel and Sherry. I asked for Manuel to call me at extension sixty-nine.
"Yes, Miss Beth, do you require medical assistance?" Manuel said upon my picking up the phone when it rang.
"No. It's in regard to taking my survey. You and someone named Sherry were the third and fourth people to request to take the survey."
"Ah, well you're in luck. Both Sherry and I work in the ship's dispensary and clinic. If you wanted to come down, you could get a two for one deal. I'd actually like to take a look at your buttocks anyway. Joshua punished you quite harshly yesterday."
"Where are you located?"
"Deck 01, a few doors aft of the crew's mess. They have some administrative offices before the crews quarters start. Ours is marked with Clinic."
"I'll be down there as soon as I find someone to hold my leash."
"Listen, I'll send Sherry up to escort you. Just wait there and she'll be up in a flash."
"Okay, thanks."
I got my two iPads and waited in Master's quarters for Sherry to arrive. I checked the calendar status board. I saw Lynn was scheduled to arrive at 2100 tonight, but otherwise, today was clear. Tomorrow was a meeting with the Miami-Dade mayor and police chief after which we'd be sailing for the Bahama Islands.
When Sherry arrived, she was wearing typical nurse scrubs as a uniform.
"You must be the ship's nurse," I said. She was hooking my leash to my collar.
"And the back-up masseuse and Human Resources," she said. "Everyone has multiple jobs."
"What does Manuel do?"
"He was a combat Navy Corpsman and he's received a Physician Assistant degree. He serves as the ship's doctor for anything but major surgery. Joshua owns a couple doctor's groups and Manuel is professionally associated with one of them, as am I, but if Joshua is cruising, we take care of the ship's crew. When we're not, we're assigned to those offices. Because of the association, if something comes up which might stump us, we can call a doctor to get additional help, but it doesn't happen often."
We arrived at the clinic which had two exam rooms and even had an x-ray machine in another. She reintroduced me to Manuel. I remembered meeting them both briefly when first introduced to the entire crew, but I'd been overwhelmed at the time and not able to chat and establish any type of actual connection to most people, and on the whole, the crew tended to remain fairly busy.
While Sherry started taking my survey, Manuel had me lie face down on the exam table and took a look at my butt cheeks. I could feel him poking and prodding some of the sorer places.
"Hmm, not too bad, but Joshua usually has fairly fine control. A couple of these areas show some minor bruising, but I expect you'll hardly notice them tomorrow."
"My slave agreement says he can't leave any marks lasting beyond two days for normal punishments, or four days for a more severe punishment."
"You probably didn't help yourself allowing him to spank you again this morning. Why didn't you take a pass?"
"It didn't hurt much at all and I thought I'd save my reprieve for a day I might need it more."
"I'm going to use a little more of that cream Hannah used on you yesterday and tell Joshua to avoid punishing your buttocks for the next two days."
"You do realize if he can't swat my bottom, it opens up my tits and cunt to punishment, don't you?"
"I do, but at the moment, those can probably take more abuse than your bottom can, at least with a paddle. I'll specify not to use his hand or a paddle, plus I've never had someone come to me showing signs of damage to either breasts or vagina. He's quite careful when punishing either of those areas."
He was digging in a drawer for some more cream.
"Yes, he is. I climaxed when he did them a couple nights ago."
"There you go," Manuel said, laughing. "Orgasms are better than more bruising. Here it is."
He began spreading some of the cream on my bare buns. I had to admit it felt good to have him rubbing the cream on me. It felt as though the temperature dropped three or four degrees where he rubbed the cream, and any residual soreness faded.
"Why don't I start your survey," Manuel said.
I handed him my other iPad and he started filling out the survey. Sherry finished her survey first and handed it back to me.
"Interesting survey. Can you tell anything about me just from looking at it?"
"It usually has be plugged into my database grid to tell me anything definitely. I might be able to glean a few things, but I wouldn't expect to see much until I do. You want me to get started on your cunnilingus now? Where's your cabin?"
"Actually, we're hoping to wait until Manuel is done with his so he can watch what you do."
I looked at her for a few moments, somewhat shocked. "I'm surprised, most women wish to have a little privacy, not have themselves watched while receiving sex."