My Voyage of Submission Ch. 15

"Master, what a beautiful thing to say. Thank you."

"I only speak my heart, Beth."

"I feel some of what you talk about," Delphine said. "I've never been attracted to another person as much as I am to Beth. And it's a lot of things. She's an incredible lover, but so much more. Like you said, perhaps a bit of magic. I hope you won't mind if I try to spend as much time as I can with her as long as you're in Paris?"

"I can spare you some time, but not all of my time. I need a Beth fix every so often."

"I don't blame you."

"Perhaps Master would consider sharing his bed with another female, Delphine. I know you enjoyed Smitty with me. You'd enjoy Master more."

"That's hard to imagine."

"But true. I know some of it is my feelings of submission towards him, but he's the best lover I've ever had, and all the females aboard agree he's the best male lover they've ever had."

"You had to make that distinction," Michelle said, smiling. "Does that mean he's not the best lover they've ever had?"

Master laughed. "She had to make that distinction, because in all honesty, she's probably the best lover anyone has ever had. Hannah is married to her submissive, Angelique, and was pissed off Angelique couldn't lick her as well as Beth did. Hannah didn't let her cum for days until she improved. The poor girl was so desperate she took cunt licking lessons from Beth and she's been an exclusive lesbian for six years."

"Beth is the best I've ever had as well, and I've had lots and lots of women try."

"Michelle is kind of like Darla, Master. Maybe even more so. You want to bury yourself in her cunt and stay there forever."

"That's interesting. We wondered where that came from. It's intoxicating. Just out of curiosity, how are your children compared to you in terms of their sexual identity?"

"I'm strictly lesbian except when I wanted children. Dominique is primarily heterosexual, though she's tried women before. Hard not to be curious if your mother is a lesbian. Darla fucks anything on two legs without slapping a name on it. I thought of Delphine as into girls with more fondness for cock than I ever had. She seems to be holding form if she fucked someone named Smitty last night with Beth."

"Might I ask you to stay in town and have dinner with us. I'd like to speak to you more."

"They already bought me lunch. The bill had to be close to a thousand dollars."

"Are you worried about me running out of money, because I can assure you that won't happen."

"How much are you paying in this hotel?"

"I have four suites reserved, so roughly twenty thousand dollars a night."

"It's hard to believe anyone can have that kind of money."

"They do. I'm not even the richest man I know. There are a dozen or so who have more. It fluctuates."

"Fine, I'll accept your offer. Where are we going to eat?"

"You tell me. You're the chef. You must have an opinion."

"And money is no object?"

"Not if I bought food for everyone in the hotel."

"How many do you intend to seat?"

"Everyone."

"You would have had to make reservations months ago to seat so many."

"Perhaps. I'll worry about that if I need to."

"I wouldn't mind trying Septime or La Dame de Pic."

"Hannah," Master called out.

Hannah came out of his room naked, Miranda trailing behind her.

"Yes, Joshua, what do you need?"

"Reservations for Septime's or La Dame de Pic for everyone tonight. Either one will be fine."

"Is there an upper limit on cost, sir?"

"I would think a couple hundred thousand might be necessary."

"Yes, sir. I'll get right on it."

"Thank you. Miranda, you look lovely. Are you ready for another injection?"

"Yes, Master. I would love another injection."

"Excuse me, ladies. I have some other business to take care of."

They disappeared into his bedroom, closing the door behind them. Hannah was seated on a chair looking up phone numbers and making calls.

"Is Miranda sick?" Michelle asked.

"No, why would you....oh, yes, the injection. No, they're trying to have a child. The injection is sperm, Mistress."

Michelle and Delphine laughed. I rejoined Delphine on the couch and continued what had been previously interrupted.

A half hour later, Hannah said, "Done. We have reservations for 7 tonight at La Dame de Pic."

"How did you get reservations at this late date?" Michelle asked. "It's a miracle."

"La Dame had some seats available and a large wedding anniversary party that made up the balance of what we needed. I had the owner of the restaurant call the anniversary party and offer $20,000 dollars, another meal at La Dame at the earliest opportunity at Joshua's expense and a weeks cruise in any part of the world for the anniversary couple at Master's expense, if they gave up their reservation. They leaped at the chance. Voila! Reservations. I suppose I should get dressed now."

"Having money really does make almost anything possible, doesn't it?"

"It really does."

Hannah went back to her room for clothes so she wouldn't disturb the copulating couple. Delphine cried out in another orgasm, as did Miranda in the bedroom. Michelle sighed and went back to her book.

Delphine said she'd worn her work clothes for two days and didn't think she should go out to such a fine restaurant without something better to wear. Michelle doubted she was dressed for a night on the town either, so I took them both to the hotel boutique and told them to pick out whatever they wanted for themselves, my treat.

"How can you afford to buy these things?" Delphine asked.

"Master said he didn't really care about my spending until I got up to around a million a month. I haven't spent anywhere close to that total in the four months I've been with him. I'm still on my first hundred thousand. I have very little reason to spend money. It's nothing. Buy whatever you need, including underwear, stockings, shoes."

"Mon Dieu! That's unreal."

"I know. As a single student, I used to worry if my food budget exceeded $300 a month. Everything was so tight. This is another world."

"Does it ever make you feel like a whore, trading sex for money?"

"I suppose I am a kept woman, but I'm not doing this for money, or even for sex. I'm indifferent to the money except as it helps me help you or any of my friends. I plan to finish my degree and work. I won't buy fancy cars. I don't have to worry about clothes as I only wear what Master approves for me. He owns houses and yachts, and everything else I could imagine. I don't need those. I initially signed up for the research and I thought it would be an adventure traveling around the world. I didn't and don't expect any of this, so I don't feel like a whore. In a way, Master is like my husband. I'm like a wife without the paperwork. A wife really isn't a whore because her husband is the breadwinner."

Realizing Yasmine probably didn't have anything to wear either, I called Hannah for her clothing sizes and picked out something loose fitting because of her injuries, and also modest.

"Michelle, do you know Dominique's sizes. Perhaps we should pick out something for her. Maybe something sexy and expensive. When she comes home wearing it, it might give her husband something to think about."

Michelle smiled. "I do know her sizes. I know all my daughters sizes."

"Then get something for Darla, too. Has she shown you pictures of the dress she got for Master's wedding. It was a 1920's retro style, quite lovely. Oh, and she had sex with Cara Delevigne after the wedding. She didn't even stay for the fireworks, though I'm sure she made plenty of her own."

Both of them smiled at that news.

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