"Guess it doesn't feel all that good being there, does it?" I asked the 18 year old before me.
He shook his head no, trying to get free of his restraints.
"Good." I replied in a dry tone.
Sean kept struggling to break free from the Dutch tape binding him to the chair and covering his mouth, his face swollen, covered by a mixture of tears and his own saliva.
"Come on kid, stop crying. At least pretend you are a man, what would your girlfriend think?" I asked him as I walked away.
"Speaking of your girlfriend, I am sure you are going to like what you are about to see." I told him as I left...
*** 16 hours before ***
This whole situation has reached a level that was way beyond insane. I left the bathroom at the ship's night club in a rush, stumbling on everything on the way. I started looking for my wife, but the place was too crowded, it was a hard task to walk around, let alone find someone there.
I managed to reach the exit, still a little impaired by all the drinking, in addition of being knocked cold by the ether. I didn't have any choice but to return to our cabin, I was hoping Sue would be already there.
As I slowly moved back to the cabin, using every wall and railing as clutch, I couldn't help but think about the person behind all those messages. What was the motivation to do that? Was it just part of this sick game they were playing with us?
I finally reached our door, using my last strength to grab the key and open it. Wasn't so hard after all, it was already open. As I entered the room, I was a bit relieved to see Sue lying in the bed, it didn't last though.
She was sleeping heavily, naked, and literally covered in dried cum. Her beautiful face, her tits and even her nice blond hair were all covered by a thick layer of the white fluid. I could see a large amount of it leaking from her swollen pussy and running down her legs. I tried to take another step forward but I simply couldn't, I just fell flat onto the floor and passed out.
***
"Honey, wake up!" I heard my wife say as I opened my eyes. I stared at Sue; she was standing right in front of me looking very different than I remembered last night, wearing yet another one of her skimpy bikinis. She looked like she just got out of the shower, quite refreshed, her blond hair still slightly damp.
"It's new," Sue said with a naughty grin, and her eyes led mine down her body. The pink triangle cups strained against her large firm breasts like patches on inner tubes; lower down, beneath her flat, oil-slicked tummy and between the womanly flare of her hips, a small triangle of fabric revealed a maddening wisp of her pussy at its top edge. "Looks like you like it," she said, gazing down at me.
"We did have a wild night, but you didn't need to sleep on the floor, honey." Sue said to me laughing, helping me up. "Maybe you can't keep up with all these games we are playing?" She asked me, teasingly.
"I can see you really want to impregnate me, baby." Sue said half smiling, "At this rate you will knock me up in no time." She winked at me.
If the hangover wasn't bad enough, hearing my wife say that really wasn't making things any better.
"Is everything ok, honey?" Sue asked me as she noticed me frowning.
"I think we need to talk, dear." I finally said. This thing has gone out of control and I just needed to end it once and for all.
"The boat trip is almost over, let's hang by the pool and relax a bit, honey. You can tell me what is bothering you there." Sue said to me, a bit concerned now.
Didn't really want to talk about it at a public place, but on the other hand it could be a good idea in order to prevent adverse reactions, so I took a quick shower while she finished getting ready and we headed for the pool area.
It was a clear day; the sun was burning hot again. Still, the pool deck was fairly empty, guess most of the passengers decided to sleep in. I was trying to figure out a way of explaining this mess to Sue without causing any commotion, so we sat at a far table near the bar, avoiding direct exposition to the hot sunlight altogether.
As soon as we sat down, one of the waiters came over and asked if we wanted to drink anything. "I'd like an olive martini, please." Sue answered him.
"Make that a plain soda, actually two please," I corrected her. The waiter nodded and returned to the bar.
"It looks like it is something really important, since you won't even let me drink, honey. What's wrong?" Sue asked me, in a serious tone.
My cell was buzzing once again; I didn't want to deal with any more cryptic messages, nor was it the proper time to be concerned with them, as I looked into my wife's big blue eyes trying to find a way to explain to her all that happened these past days.
"Look who is here." I heard from behind me when I was about to speak.
I turned around and saw Jewel and one of her girl friends; one of those we have seen before that day at the restaurant.
"Didn't know you guys took the boat trip as well." Jewel said as she kissed me on the cheek. "You must be his wife, Sue. Pleased to meet you, I am Jewel." She continued, shaking my wife's hand.
"My pleasure, Jewel." My wife replied in a polite manner.
The waiter returned with our drinks. Sue took a small sip of the cold soda and so did I, mostly to ease my discomfort of having small talk with Jewel in front of my wife like nothing happened.
"So you two met before?" Sue asked, not entirely sure which one of us would answer first.
"You can say that." Jewel answered her, blinking at me. "Where are my manners?" She continued. "This is my friend Lori. She is Sean's girlfriend, I am sure you two met him."
"Oh yes, one of Alec's friends. We met him briefly at the restaurant, seemed like a nice boy." My wife said to her.
I was a bit upset at Sue's commentary so I turned around and took a closer look at Lori, who seemed a bit shy to be introduced to us.
She was all dressed up, wearing a short black dress, which clung to her curves, emphasizing her very ample chest, which was held by two thin straps over the shoulders. She wore black high heels, to further enhance her sexual presence. The bra pushed her tits together to form a formidable sight of cleavage.
She looked a knockout. Her straight light brown hair hung down her back, her long tanned legs were shown off perfectly by the mid thigh length of the dress. Her green eyes were simply beautiful, emphasized by the mix of black and the light color of her hair. Jumping up, her 34C breasts bounced with the full life they had, looking quite soft and firm.
"We are going to hang by the boat's lounge this evening; maybe you two could join us." Jewel invited us trying to be nice, but I was sure it was a bad idea.
"I'd like that." Sue replied, smiling.
