My Voyage of Submission

The freed slaves have their sex slave jewelry removed and Fatima is finally allowed to have sex. Oliva is becoming more submissive. This chapter contains oral sex, anal sex, public sex, lesbian sex, group sex, double penetration, and acts of submission and Dominance. No COVID or STD's in my fantasy world. My thanks to JohnnyGalt for his editing expertise.

My Voyage of Submission, Ch 7 - Montevideo

Hannah finally took pity on Angelique early the next morning. Hannah took the Slave Trainer off Ange and I was allowed to give her one orgasm after her night of denial. Since it was only one, I gave her the very best one I could. I learned later they'd heard her screams on the bridge and the ducklings became afraid until Fatima told them it was a scream of pleasure, not pain.

Hannah gave me my morning spanking with the paddle she'd used on Angelique last night. Not so hard I couldn't sit down afterward, but stiff enough to remind me I was a slave. We went to breakfast and Fatima dragged in with the four ducklings. She looked exhausted. She was explaining the English words for the things in the mess to them.

Fatima saw us and after getting some food, sat at our table, her squadron sitting at the next one.

"This has got to be quick. The Captain only gave me a half hour for breakfast." She held up a strip of bacon. "This is bacon." Everyone repeated it three times. She pointed to the eggs. "Eggs." Her glass of juice. "Orange juice." Her cup of coffee. "Coffee." She pointed to the whole thing. "Breakfast or morning meal," Repeating it in Arabic so they all knew was she was talking about. "And I can really use the coffee," she muttered, sipping. "I was up most of the night on the bridge with the Captain."

"I didn't think Muslims could eat pork," I said.

"Pierre is stocking turkey bacon," Fatima said. "He's careful stocking things for different dietary requirements. He has soy bacon too, but we all agree it tastes horrible."

"How's your training going?" Hannah asked.

"It's not going. I'm the coffee flunky. 'Get me a cup of coffee, Fatima.' I just got you some twenty minutes ago. 'It's cold now. Freshen it up.' Someone else asks if anyone wants a cup of coffee, the Captain says he's good. Five minutes later, he asks for another cup. I mean, I'm learning some stuff. You can't help but learn something if you pay attention, but he's not really explaining anything to me."

"That's odd," Angelique said.

"I don't think he really wants to train me. I don't know if it's because I'm a woman or he doesn't think I can handle it, but I feel like I'm wasting my time."

"Let me get this straight," I said. "He doesn't ask anyone but you to get coffee. He turns down the offer for anyone else to get it, but five minutes later, he's asking you. Plus, you told me he doesn't even drink most of it."

"No. I got him maybe eight cups of coffee last night and he drank two cups total. I end up throwing most of it away."

"I think he's trying to teach you a lesson," I said.

"About getting coffee? I'm an expert, although I'd love to get some Spanish coffee."

"Not about coffee. I think he wants you to tell him to go to hell."

"I can't do that. He's the Captain. Everyone follows his orders."

"Is he giving you an order?" I asked.

"It sounds like an order."

"And if he told you to take off your clothes, would you?"

"Probably," she replied, nervously.

"And if he told you to take a flying leap into the ocean right off the bridge, would you do that?"

She thought about it and smiled. "Probably not, though I wouldn't guarantee it."

"Would anyone else on the bridge?"

"I doubt it," she replied thoughtfully.

"But he's the Captain. Why wouldn't they follow his orders?"

She didn't respond, pondering.

"Think about it. There's a lesson there; I'm sure of it."

"Was that one of you who screamed this morning? We heard you on the bridge."

Angelique blushed and raised her hand.

"The freed slaves thought someone was getting tortured and got very nervous until I told them it was a happy scream, not a painful one. They never heard a happy scream before. I've heard them a few times now."

"It was a very happy scream," Angelique said. "I was quite frustrated before Beth was allowed to give me an orgasm."

"Just once, I'd like to scream like that; just to know what it feels like."

"Your time will come, Fatima. I'm sure of it," I said.

Fatima finished up her breakfast rather quickly, grabbing two cups of coffee, the extra one for Björn, heading back to the bridge, waving to us, followed by the other four freed slaves.

"What's the Captain trying to teach Fatima?" Angelique asked.

"I suspect it's that some orders are valid and some are not, and more importantly, not to be a doormat. She still has trouble not obeying. You heard her say she'd probably strip if told to do so. It's not a valid order and shouldn't be obeyed even if couched as an order. Fatima has to stand up for herself if she'd going to captain a ship and I'm guessing Björn wants her to push back. Since the ducklings are following Fatima around, it's probably important for them to learn as well."

"The ducklings?" Hannah asked.

"It's what they remind me of. Fatima as the mother duck, followed by her four ducklings."

Hannah and Angelique laughed. "I won't be able to see them now without thinking about that," Hannah said. "It's true."

Master and Belle came in, followed closely by Professor Kline, Oliva and Francesca. Those three seemed quite merry and close.

Since there wasn't room for all of them at our table, they sat at the next one. They were close enough to chat. Herman had Oliva's wrists tied behind her and he was feeding her while fondling her, since the ducklings weren't present.

"So who was it screaming in pleasure this morning?" Master asked. "I might have guessed Roberta, but I know for a fact she was on bridge duty this morning. Discipline has really gone downhill if Roberta was getting fucked on the bridge."

"That was me, Master," Angelique said, bashfully. "Beth was very good to me this morning."

"Beth is usually being good to someone in the morning. Best alarm clock I've had."

To get the topic of conversation off me, I asked Belle, "Did you have a good time with Master and Jìngyi last night?"

"We had a wonderful time," Belle replied. "Master is very creative, although I earned punishment at muster this morning for cumming twice without permission."

"Did Beth earn any punishment, Hannah?"

"No. She was quite the obedient slave."

"Francesca earned ten and Oliva earned twenty swats," Herman said. "At least Oliva asked for permission to cum last night. She just didn't wait until she had it."

Oliva was starting to squirm quite lewdly in Herman's lap. "Please, Master, may I please cum?"

"You may, if as soon as you cum, you suck my cock here in the mess."

"Yes, Master. I will."

Oliva was becoming quite the slut slave. She orgasmed quickly then dropped to her knees on the deck and removed his cock, engulfing it like she was starving. She stayed there until she emptied his sack, swallowing every drop. She didn't seem the least bit concerned she was doing it in front of twelve other people, paying attention to his prick only.

When we were done eating, Herman asked to speak alone to Master for a moment and for Francesca and me to take Oliva back to the sundeck for morning muster. Master and Herman joined us about ten minutes later and Master had a smile on his face. He had a brief conversations with the Department Heads and with Fatima when he arrived. She nodded affirmatively to whatever Master suggested to her and the department heads had whispered conversations with the crew before Muster started. Something was up and I didn't have a clue what it was. Muster was held shortly afterward, and as soon as it was over, Fatima and the ducklings left for the bridge. Edgar brought out the stocks for the slaves punishment. Public punishment was permissible now they were gone. Francesca was fastened in first and received twenty stiff smacks from Herman. Her morning ten now she was Master's slave and her ten for cumming without permission. Professor Kline was properly solicitous of Master's property, careful not to damage her in any way.

Oliva was punished next. She was blindfolded after she was placed in the stocks. Herman also conducted her punishment. He treated her no differently than he'd done Francesca. Her bottom was a nice shade of red which would fade in an hour or so, but she wasn't released immediately. Master took the microphone for his morning announcements.

"Good morning, crew. In addition to our morning drawings for Beth, Francesca and Belle, Professor Kline is offering up his wife for the crew's amusement. Another drawing will be held immediately after our regular drawings and two numbers will be drawn out of the hat. Numbers one and two may fuck Mrs. Kline while she's in the stocks. The first hat please."

This news seemed to take Oliva by surprise. She couldn't see, but immediately started moving her head around like she wanted to see what was happening. "Herman, Herman, what are you doing?"

He patted her buttocks, still aimed at the crew. "Shhh. Don't bother yourself. Everything will be okay." She stilled slightly, but still moved restlessly from foot to foot.

Hannah held up the first hat. Master pulled out a name. "Captain Amundsen has won Beth." He drew a second name. "Rafael has won an orgasm with Francesca." He drew the third name. "Roberta, Belle will see to your pleasure. Bring the second hat please, Hannah. Everyone come up and draw a name. Shout out when you draw a one or two."

The amazing thing was when Master said this, everyone started moving around, but no one drew any names, they just milled around. But after a couple minutes, James said, "I've got number two." A minute later, Henderson said, "I've got number one."

"The rest of you, if you don't have duties to attend to, Professor Kline would like you to watch as his wife gets fucked by a man other than him for the first time since they were married, and after Henderson has had his way with her, you may all spend some time fondling her before James has her."

Both Henderson and James had a somewhat lengthy whispered conversation with Master. Since there was definitely something going on, I went a little closer to see what. Herman was soothing Oliva, telling her it was all right. Everything was fine, just enjoy what was about to happen.

Henderson was finished speaking with Master and stood in front of the stocks close to Mrs. Kline's head.

"This is Henderson, Oliva. He's going to be the first person to fuck you. I want you to suck his cock until he's nice and hard, then he's going to ram it up your cunt."

That didn't look as if it would be too difficult. Oliva's cunt seemed to be melting from all the juices flowing from it right now.

"Open your mouth, Oliva. Show him how good a cock sucker you've become."

She dutifully opened her mouth upon her Master's command, but it wasn't Henderson who put his cock in her, it was the Professor! Their cocks were roughly the same size, and both being black, probably had roughly the same hair characteristics mouthwise, but being blindfolded, Oliva couldn't see the gray hairs in her husband's pubes as opposed to the black ones in Henry's.

As soon as Oliva's mouth closed around Herman's cock head, Henry exclaimed, "Mmm, very nice, Mrs. Kline. I love your mouth. Let's see how deep you can take it, shall we."

Herman began pushing deeper in Oliva's mouth. She took all of him.

"I can't believe you can swallow all of my cock Mrs. Klein. That feels so good. I'm going to be hard in no time and I'll give you a fucking you'll remember forever; you're first married fuck with a man not your husband."

I suddenly saw what Master and Dr. Kline were pulling. They were making Oliva think she was fucking someone else, but she was going to fuck her husband. Unless she figured it out herself from size or texture differences, she might not be able to tell while blindfolded. She was probably being overwhelmed with sensations, thinking she would soon be fucking someone else. They suddenly made it even more delicious.

The professor said, "I'm going to let these men fuck you, Oliva, but I am not giving you permission to cum. I don't want you cumming on any man's cock but my own. So you must do your very best not to cum. You'll be punished every time you cum, do you understand?"

She nodded, his cock still in her mouth. The professor, being hard, moved behind Oliva, Henry going with him. When Herman put the crown of his cock against Oliva's cunt, Oliva whimpered and Henry said, "Are you ready to have your cunt filled by a new man, Oliva? Here it comes!"

Herman slammed into her and Oliva moaned. As Herman fucked Oliva, Henderson kept up a running commentary which I thought was quite clever.

"Are you sure you have two children, Mrs. K? You're nice and tight even though you're so wet." That was easy to tell, Oliva was squelching with every stroke. "You must love getting a new cock to fuck, you're so juicy. I love the slickness of your cunt." Oliva moaned deeply. "I need to consider fucking mature women like you more often if they're always as nice as you are to fuck."

Herman started slamming into her harder. "Please Master," Oliva moaned, "let me cum. I don't think I can hold out any longer, sir."

"No cumming on any cock but my own, Oliva. You don't have my permission to cum."

She moaned and tried to hold out longer, but she was fighting a losing battle, and everyone watching, and there were quite a few, knew she was losing it. Her moans and motions were going into overdrive. Herman started fucking faster.

"I'm going to leave a huge load of cum in you, Mrs. Klein," Henderson said, almost laughing as he said it, since he wasn't getting fucked, but he did have a huge erection which he'd want taken care of soon. As he said it, Oliva climaxed, her shriek of joy clear to everyone. Before the professor orgasmed, she climaxed a second time, no shriek, just more moans. Herman slammed against her bottom and emptied his balls into her. Her climax must have been wonderful. She had tears in her eyes.

Just before Herman pulled out, he said, "Make sure you clean off his cock, slave."

He walked around in front, with Henry trailing behind him. Oliva opened her mouth and Herman stuck his cream covered cock in her mouth. Henry said, "Mrs. Kline, I want to thank you for the excellent fucking. I'm sorry I made you cum twice. I hope Professor Kline doesn't punish you too much."

Professor Kline took the microphone and invited everyone to come up and fondle his wife. Everyone did. This was not a trick on Oliva. One person couldn't duplicate what a bunch of different hands would feel like, so a lot of people made a point of surrounding Oliva and feeling her up. They touched her breasts, buttocks, stomach, face, even her messy cunt, dripping cum, hers and Herman's.

Master whispered to me, "You'll need to take care of Henderson and James later for agreeing to go along with this. If they're willing, you can fuck both of them at once in the Stern room. Otherwise, you can fuck them in their rooms."

I laughed, "Yes, Master. This is quite clever. Your idea or the professor's?"

"A combination. He wanted her to think she was fucking someone else, but wasn't quite ready to let go yet. You might need to suck the Professor back to an erection. He's not getting much recovery time between fuckings."

"As you wish, Master."

I went up to the professor and whispered to him I'd get him hard again while Oliva was enjoying her caressing. He nodded and I knelt down and removed his cock from his pants and started sucking. It took a good ten minutes, but he was ready to go before the others had stopped stroking Oliva.

"James is ready to fuck you now, Oliva. Same rules apply. No cumming on another man's cock," Herman said.

James added to the deception by standing behind Oliva as Professor Kline placed his newly erect cock against her cunt. "I really want you to know how much I appreciate Professor Kline letting us fuck you, Mrs. Kline. I'm really looking forward to it," he said. Herman started pushing into Oliva's cunt, going slow instead of fast like he'd gone when pretending to be Henderson, splitting her cunt in two as he shoved inside.

James moaned, sounding quite credible considering his cock wasn't getting any. "You feel so good, Mrs. Kline. Even having just gotten fucked by Henry, you're still nice and tight."

Herman did a couple slow thrusts in and out, then pulled his prick out and positioned it against Oliva's back door pucker.

"Professor," James said, "as nice as this cunt feels, any chance I can test out her ass?"

"Go ahead, son. Surprisingly, Oliva seems to enjoy a good ass fucking. Same rules, Oliva. Just because James is fucking you in the ass is no reason for you to get permission to cum."

Herman started to push into Oliva's bottom and she moaned as her butt parted before his onslaught.

"Oh, God, Mrs. Kline. Your ass is so tight. Are you sure you've been fucked in the ass before?" James asked.

Oliva only moaned louder. The professor picked up his pace and Oliva was fucking back against him, groaning as she was reamed in the ass. She climaxed after a few minutes and Herman started fucking her harder.

"That's three times you've cum on someone else's cock, Oliva," Herman said, a little breathlessly I thought. "I'll have to think long and hard about the punishment appropriate for your crimes. Perhaps one full charge of the Slave Trainer for each offense."

Oliva groaned more and strained all the harder not to cum, but Herman had his way with her as she climaxed again. James chipped in another quip. "Your asshole really grips me when you cum, Mrs. Kline. Your husband is a lucky man to get to fuck you all the time. I going to fill your asshole with so much cum, it's going to be dripping out of both holes."

Herman almost gave it away as he struggled to keep from laughing. He was shaking so much, I thought for sure Oliva could tell, but she was shaking herself, and it wasn't from laughter. She was climaxing for the third time from Herman's ass fucking.

Finally, Herman grunted and plastered his hips up against Oliva's derrière and shivered through his third climax of the morning. I was impressed with his stamina. Master handed him a towel so he could wipe off himself off. He tucked his cock away and with Henry and James, stood in front of Oliva when she was released from the stocks and removed her blindfold.

"Oliva, I'd like you to meet Henderson," pointing to Henry, "and James, the two men who fucked you this morning. I want you to give them a nice kiss and thank them for your excellent fucking. We'll discuss your punishment this evening after dinner."

Oliva stretched up to the two men and kissed them softly on the lips, thanking them for the pleasant fucking she received. They both squeezed her bare ass as they returned their kiss.

"You did enjoy your fucking, I assume, since you climaxed five times against my orders."

"Yes, Master. Are we okay?"

"I'm fine," Herman said. "How do you feel about the whole thing?"

"It was exciting, sir, as long as you're fine with it."

Herman led her away, I presume not to fuck her since he'd already used all three holes this morning; probably to get her cleaned up.

"James, Henry, thanks for playing along. Beth will go with you now. You may have her for ninety minutes total. You'll be able to fuck her more if you share her. Beth, you have my permission to cum."

"Why did Professor Kline do that, Joshua?" Henderson asked.

"Do you know why, Beth?" Master asked.

"I assume it's because Professor Kline knew how wound up she would be to fuck people outside her marriage, but wasn't quite ready to make that leap."