This story is an homage to Mistress_Christine and her wonderful stories from the lesbian country.
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As I come to the bridge of the flagship 'Angela Merkel', Seawoman Carter announces "Admiral on the bridge."
The captain, ship's engineer and sailing master turn from their discussion and greet me.
If you met Captain Sue, as she prefers to be addressed, ashore you'd think her just a plump, short happy go lucky gal, but at sea she's the consummate sea captain. Her people skills are hard to match. Everyone on 'Angela' wants to do their best for her and her ship.
The ship's engineer, Ms Edwards, was born slave, bought by the company, and went to sea at twelve. She was smart and worked hard, so the company sponsored her to first move up to 'indentured' then to 'citizen'. This is a progressive company.
Sailing master, Ms Dodd, was born free.
Angela Merkel is motor sailing at ten knots with a full cargo hold towards home port. The three were discussing when to turn off the electric drives and continue under sail power alone.
The day is warm, so the ABs (Able Body seawomen) on deck are standing their watches in various degrees of undress. When we have VIP guests aboard they must wear, at a minimum, shorts and a tank top. All the crew are company owned.
Slave children live with their mothers until age three, when they go to the government residential schools. There they are taught manners, basic reading, writing and arithmetic, then given basic training in a trade. At twelve they are auctioned. Slaves cannot be used or touched sexually until their 'age of submission' birthday at nineteen.
Rank does have it's privileges. As Admiral, I have a cabin boy. I buy a twelve year old, keep it until it's age of submission, sell it and get another. The young ones are such good workers and hardly ever need to be beaten. Also, my wife ashore likes knowing I'm being faithful to her when at sea.
This is the last sail for my present one, Sally. I've made a deal with a breeder who looked her over before we sailed. She's been weepy and sad all trip. The last one was the same. Cried all the way to the auction. I'm sure those red puffy eyes took a lot off the selling price.
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In port, after I deliver her and see that the payment has arrived in my bank account I head for the apartment. That's where my day turned to shit. Inside the door were three boxes sealed with tape and an envelope with my name on it.
' Dear Julie. I cannot go on as your part time wife. I've met someone. We've packed your things. When you leave give your key to the super, she'll change the locks.
You are no longer my wife. Say away from me. Ann.'
I went back to my only real home. The ship.
A few days later Captain Sue drew me aside. "When I told Jenny about your situation she said to invite you home with me for a few days. Here's a letter."
It read, 'Dear Admiral, you simply must come to Oak Park for a visit. We hardly ever see you. Jenny.' It was on paper embossed with her family crest and printed across the top "Lady Jennifer Parkwood."
Sue married very well.
" Well, I guess that settles that, can't disappoint Lady Jennifer."
"Great Julie, I told the driver we'd leave at fifteen hundred. The drive takes a few hours.
*******
The manor at Oak Park was elegantly understated. As we pull up it looks like a mid twentieth century ranch house, but what one sees is just the top floor of a mansion built into the side of a valley.
Lady Jennifer was at the door to greet us, attended by three maids in short sleeve grey dresses with lace trim and black leather extreme stilettos. Two were dispatched with our luggage, the third followed us down a wide marble stair case to a wood paneled den and served us glasses of red wine.
Lady Jennifer looked elegant as always. Her long blond hair was down, flowing over the shoulders of her robin egg blue cashmere turtle neck. Her dusty blue ankle length wool skirt was wrapped with a wide royal blue belt that matched her leather slippers. She wore a single string of pearls, pearl earrings, and her wedding and engagement rings.
"A toast! To my beautiful officers and their ship."
We sat. "Vivian, dear, send for Tina please."
A very pretty little brunette came in, almost wearing a little black dress and silver heels. I almost drooled.
"Admiral, this is Tina, Tina, the Admiral is staying with us for a few days." I reached out and touched her hand. "Please call me Julie."
"Good. Julie, Tina will be yours for your stay. Vivian, get Tina a glass of wine and top ours up. Thank you Dear."
We sat and talked. The view across the valley, with a river twisting along it's floor grew dark as the sun set. Lights blinked on in a village across the river. Everything one could see was part of Lady Jennifer's estate.
A maid came and announced dinner.
After dinner Jenny, with a hand gently stroking Sue's back said "Please excuse us. My captain is worn out. She needs her rest." They left arm in arm.
"Well, Tina, do you know what room is mine?"
"We have the 'blue suite' Admiral Julie."
She led me down another flight of the staircase and into a beautiful sitting room with a deep light blue carpet and furniture upholstered in blue printed material, then through to a bedroom with a big soft canopy bed. She soon had my clothes off and was soaping and massaging me in the shower. Such soft hands. The luxury. Her kisses. She dried me with a big soft towel, took my hand and led me back to the bed.
Tina slid down and pushed my legs apart. I hadn't been with another woman except Ann for the whole time we were together. I may have been a bit shy, but Tina wasn't.
Her kisses were so soft. Her tongue tickled along my cunt lips. She looked up and smiled.
"Just lay back and let me please you."
I bit my lower lip as this angel spread me open with her thumbs. She gave my pussy a big open mouth kiss. I closed my eyes and sank back into the soft pillows. Lips, fingers, tongue, kisses and licks, gentle strokes. Fingers deep inside me. A lick. A kiss on my clit and I'm gone.
What just happened?
Tina is kissing my neck. When was the last time I came like that?
"It's all right Admiral Julie. Let Tina look after you. Let me cuddle my beautiful officer."
*****
When I opened my eyes the sky was turning from velvet black to dawn's grey. It took a moment to realize where I was and who this soft warm creature cuddling me was.
I needed to use the head, but didn't want to wake her. Let this talented beauty sleep. 'You silly old fool, she's just doing what she was ordered to.'
We showered together. Slower and more intimate than last night. Our lips explores each other. I finger fucked her as our tongues wriggled together. We toweled each other dry.
Tina left for her room to dress.
I put on red lace and satin panties, no bra, and the pink and white patterned sun dress that showed lots of cleavage and came to just above my knees. I admit I was dressing for Tina.
One of the sexy little maids was waiting outside my door to show me down a flight of stairs and out to a garden patio where Sue and Jenny were sitting in their robes around a glass top table sipping coffee. A maid poured me a cup. Soon Tina arrived.
Yummy! She wore a pink angora puff sleeve sweater with a deep 'vee' collar, a grey wool skirt that barely covered her beautiful tush, and the cutest white sandals with little pink bows. She slid a chair close to mine and reached for my hand as the maid poured her a coffee. I smiled at her big brown eyes. Her make up was subtle. Pink lipstick and nails.
As we ate breakfast Jenny said her hobby was restoring and driving antique carriages. "How about I have a team harnessed and we tour the estate by horse and buggy."
