The cruise left Portland and went down to L.A. From there, it had gone on kind of a whacky route since it had just come around South America from its original path around the Caribbean. It went out to the Hawaiian Islands, New Zealand, Australia, then up to Petropavlovsk, Russia, stopping at New Guinea and the Marianas Islands along the way. It would then go along the coast of Southeast Asia, stopping in Japan, China, the Philippines, India, etc.
Michael and Kat were commemorating their trip to Osaka with a quick and dirty fuck behind the noodle shop. She had taken 'always being available to him' to the next level by almost always wearing skirts without anything underneath. She also thought it would be a grand idea to get fucked in each and every country they visited. Oh, he liked it too, but she'd almost mounted him in the booth before he managed to drag her outside. She was insatiable.
They were supposed to be visiting some shrine or museum or other, but Michael had wanted a taste of authentic Japanese noodles after being subjected to the Top Ramen in the States. They'd left and would get back on the tour when it left to visit a 16th century castle he thought would be cool to see.
As they were rutting with Kat placing both hands on the brick wall in front of her, they heard running footsteps followed by a car screeching to a halt. Not having to worry about muggers since their enhancements, and not thinking they would be arrested after having the courtesy to move their lustful activities to this dingy alley, they ignored the intrusion.
Two young Asian girls with expensive-looking clothes and dark glasses, packs thrown over their shoulders, staggered to a halt as they caught sight of them, their eyes growing huge as they saw the size of Michael's prick as he continued to plunge it in and out of Kat. The two newcomers looked at each other and then continued running down the other end of the alley. Not a minute later, three guys in matching suits, shades, and earpieces ran by, not even taking a second glance at them once they'd seen Michael and Kat weren't their quarry.
Not knowing what that was about, and not particularly caring, Michael reached down and pinched Kat's clit as she came, causing her body to convulse wildly. He thrust as hard and as deep as he possibly could, spewing his load into her. Michael pulled his messy cock out, his cum trickling down her leg. She immediately spun around and cleaned him off before taking a cloth out of her purse and stemming the tide.
The castle was nice and the couple enjoyed the rest of the afternoon, taking a 'second lunch' with the tour at a nearby sky-rise hotel. One of the things Kat loved about the nanites was never having to watch her weight. As they were in the bus traveling back to the cruise ship, they passed the airport and she noticed carbon copies of the three men in the alley all over the place. 'Must be some important diplomat flying in,' she thought.
Opening the door to their stateroom, they were greeted by the sight of the ship's First Officer squirming and wriggling- muffled cries coming from her tied body atop the piano. Aurora Lindström, 38, tall, with blonde hair and ice blue eyes that showed off her Nordic ancestry, had fallen into Kat's web last week when she'd been feeling particularly down about her life.
Normally, when a cruise ship goes into port the captain and the first mate alternate who gets to go off, as they're never both supposed to leave the ship at once. The captain for this ship however, always left the Oases, never letting her go ashore. What made it worse was that she was slated to move up as captain for the vessel.
He was a brand new captain to the fleet who had seniority and jumped in front of her just as the old captain for the ship was retiring. Aurora had left her home to visit places around the world, and now she wasn't getting to experience any of it. She certainly hadn't seen much when she'd been on the Caribbean route. She could complain to headquarters, but there were other things a captain could do to make her life miserable.
Kat shared a drink with her and soothed her hurt feelings, making her feel better and telling her she could come and talk to her anytime. She showed up outside the suite one evening while the couple was playing and knocked on the door. Neither of them had heard her as they were both in the zone. Aurora, thinking they might be in the hot tub, because she knew they were in there, the steward had told her so, opened the door with her card key.
Walking in on Michael fucking a tied and suspended Kat, her nipples clipped to vibrating clamps, her swimsuit balled up and stuffed in her mouth, should have made an impression. It did, but not the one either of the couple had thought. Aurora folded her arms behind her back and dropped to her knees, thrusting her busty bosom out and tilting her head down, keeping her eyes on the floor, the door shutting behind her. Michael stopped thrusting and he and Kat just turned to stare at the kneeling, waiting woman who'd reacted so unexpectedly.
Not about to spit in the face of such luck however, Michael quickly untied Kat as she spat out the swimwear. She proceeded to walk around Aurora berating her for interrupting her master and making all sorts of humiliating comments. What followed that night was the most powerful, freeing experience Aurora had ever felt. With all of her responsibilities and all of her frustrations, she could just let herself go and let somebody else lead her.
She practically ran the ship and it was a full-time job cleaning up after the incompetent captain, but she managed to sneak away now and again to come wash away her grievances. Today, the captain had again gone off to explore Osaka himself, probably holing himself up in a bar somewhere, leaving her stuck onboard. While she couldn't leave the ship, as that would show up in the logs, she was able to leave the Second Officer on call for any problems and disappear.
Michael and Kat had arranged her so 'she wouldn't get bored,' while they went on their tour. Kat peeled off the sense deprivation mask and cooed at her while Michael turned off the vibrators harnessed to her pussy and ass, set to go through random settings. She was kissing their captive's mouth intimately and Aurora was sobbing and hiccupping, thanking Kat for rescuing her.
Michael picked her stiff and aching form off the piano and took her to the hot tub, asking her innocently, "So I guess the itching powder on your tits wore off?"
Aurora's body shuddered and she whispered hoarsely, "Yes, master."
Placing her sitting on the edge of the spa, Michael stripped and got in. He looked at her shaved cunt which was puffy and red, and then kissed it gently. He darted his tongue out and gave it a quick lick, causing her to shriek. Nodding in satisfaction he moved her into the steaming water, drawing a hiss from her. Kat made them all cocktails and they told her about their day. At the sad look on her face, Michael promised himself that on the next port of call she would be going ashore, even if he had to throw the captain overboard himself.
The next day the ship was at sea before heading on to Busan, South Korea. Michael and Kat were eating lunch in the buffet area when Pandora spoke their heads, 'Master, there seem to be two other hackers onboard.'
'Only two?' Michael half joked. With over 5,000 transient passengers, it wasn't that surprising, especially with all the people trying to cheat the system and get free internet.
