I heard the tap on the door and was standing feet together, hands clasped in front, and head bowed before the lock clicked and the door opened.
I knew what the guest wanted, no need for further instructions.
An hour ago my handler brought me here. Marlene never says much unless there are special instructions. My clothes for the guest's enjoyment were already laid out on the bed. She unlocked and removed my collar, then left locking the door behind herself, of course.
There were white nylons and pink garters. There were white lace panties and a white lace and silk half cup bra to hold up my rather generous boobs and offer up my nipples. The floor sweeping white lace dress was backless and the front scooped down to just reveal my nips. A band of pink silk flowers held my white lace veil in place.
I was the 'innocent bride.' Being short and rather petite, except for my hooters, I often play this part. The only question was would it be a 'Sir' or 'Madame' to please when the door opened.
The door locks and collars were silly really, with our implanted chips there was nowhere to hide aboard, and the ship stayed in international waters, the guests ferried out, except at our home port in the Lesbian Confederacy.
The door opened. It was a 'Sir'. He slipped the key card into his jacket pocket and smiled as he looked me up and down. I gave him my best shy innocent smile and looked back down to the carpet
"My, what a pretty little piece of ass."
"Hello Sir."
He was a big 'Sir'. Six feet tall, solid, salt and pepper hair, manicured nails. Of course guests aboard the cruise ship were all very wealthy. Until a year ago I'd never even seen a Sir. Marlene and her lover had used their strapons on me in preparation, but it wasn't the same.
Sir took off his trousers and boxers. Oh my! He was a big one.
He lifted my veil away from my face.
"Down on your knees sweetheart, lets see what kind of a cocksucker you are."
Well. Not even a hello. I started by fondling his balls. He was quite hairy. I licked his purple shaft. It was hard and shiny. A little clear drop of pre-cum oozed out. I licked it up and began to kiss the knob.
I looked up at Sir. He smiled back down at me. I wrapped my pink lipsticked lips around the knob and slowly swallowed. He was a real mouthful.
I pulled back. Right out. "Shall I continue Sir?"
"Jesus yes! Don't fucking stop now girl!"
I stroked down and gripped the base of his shaft, then put it back into my mouth. In and out. In and out. I almost gagged when it was all the way in. It was big around as well as long. I could tell he was soon ready. He held my ears and began pumping his hips. He was masturbating in my mouth. I let go of his shaft and gently squeezed his balls. He came and came, filling my mouth and throat. Some dribbled down my chin.
"Go get cleaned up Girl."
When I returned he'd shed his dinner jacket. He lifted the hem of my gown and pulled down my panties. He lay back on the bed. His thing was hard again.
"Mount up honey."
I started to remove my 'wedding gown.'
"No Honey, just hitch up your skirt and climb aboard for a cock ride."
Well, that's something new. I impaled myself on his rod. Sort of sexy, him in his white shirt and black tie, with the lace skirt of my gown spread over his tummy and legs as I controlled the action, rolling my hips up and down, thrusting myself over his hard member.
He was soon close, and so was I. I picked up the pace, bouncing up and down, I rode him hard until we both came. He let out a beautiful deep grunt as his sperm filled me.
He pulled me to his solid chest and just held me there while he shrank inside me, his left hand massaging my tush through the skirt of my gown.
"That was great. Off you get. What's your name, by the way?"
"Lilly, Sir."
"Lilly, nice. Go get cleaned up."
I heard the door close as I got into the shower. Marlene appeared with my collar and leash.
"Sir must have liked you. He left a hundred dollar tip." She would keep that of course.
Back at my cabin she removed my collar and set it on the shelf just inside the door. She stroked my cheek. "Good Girl." Then she left.
I didn't actually wake, but I did remember when my room mate, Beth, returned and got into bed. Beth's a cuddler, not like my roomie on the last voyage. She didn't like being touched. How she became a pleasure slave is a mystery.
Morning. The lights come on and the wake up music fills the cabin. Beth and I use the head and shower. We brush each other's hair.
Marlene comes for us. After putting on our collars and leashes she leads us along with two more girls to the cafeteria for our breakfast. A quick inspection, those that need are sent to the doctor. Any complaints and those go for 'counseling.' The rest of us to the gym.
After noon some of us will be given little black dresses and be waitresses and bar tenders. Others will be given tiny bikinis and be eye candy around the pool and recreation areas (and of course be available).
Late afternoon Marlene came to my room with a garment bag and a soft carryall.
"You've got a date honey. Someone that remembers you from last year and requested you tonight."
"Really? Who?"
"Not telling. The guest wants to surprise you."
"A sir or a madame?"
"Nope. not telling."
"Oh you bitch!" I giggle.
We both laugh.
Beautiful spike heels with sparkly straps and flowers of gems over the toes. Blue satin panties. A royal blue floor length velvet gown.Snug to just below my tush, then flaring out in soft curtains of velvet that swirl so exotically when I spin. From just above my belly button wide velvet straps taper up past my boobs and join behind my neck. My back is completely bare from just above the crack of my ass.
I brush my blond hair back and do my face. Marlene gives me diamond pendulum earrings and locks a wide diamond collar around my throat.
