My Voyage of Submission Ch. 20

Alexa blushed. "She made me scream again. Mom told me this morning at breakfast, she heard me, said the whole ship heard me. As embarrassing as that was, it's the best sex I ever had."

"Wow, best sex ever. Impressive," Marnie said. "I think we need to take that survey, Richard. It seems to be the ticket to paradise."

"I'll take the survey, but we shouldn't do the oral sex. It's not right to me."

"Best sex ever, Richard. Aren't you curious?"

"Of course, I'm curious. I'm curious about what happens after I die, too. Doesn't mean I'm in a hurry to kick the bucket."

"Whatever."

Interesting dynamic between the two. Usually, the man is the more sexually adventurous of a couple. More likely to engage in cheating, push for new sexual positions, role playing. Marnie seemed to be driving right now.

We showed them the dining room, the rear spa, the bar, the sun deck, though there wasn't much sun and the helicopter was occupying the space where the chairs and lounges normally went. Next came the 1 deck, where sick bay, the crew's mess and galley were located, along with most of the crew quarters. The galley crew was busy working on lunch, five people working on food prep, Reggie and Pierre directing.

Last, we showed them the 2 deck, engine room, gym, gun range. Almost a dozen well ripped people were working out in the gym, eight guys, and three women, Roberta, Kelly and Sahar. Sahar was sweaty as if she'd run ten miles, but was on the range again, going through what looked like a big warehouse. There were boxes and clutter everywhere and you never knew where someone was going to jump out. I saw her take a wound, but she didn't die while we were down there.

Henderson was lifting weights. He called me over when he saw me.

"What can I do for you Henry?"

"Maahnoor wanted to go to the strip show. Is that going to be a problem? Is she going off the rails again?"

"I don't know, Henry. I'm always suspicious when there's a behavior change, but it could be nothing more than curiosity and a chance to bond with the other girls, all of whom seem to be going except Sahar. Let me ask you this. How do you feel about her wanting to go? Do you have a problem with her going?

"I guess I'm worried she might be thinking I'm not enough for her again, like the first time."

How's your sex life going at the moment? Are you having frequent, regular sex?"

"Usually twice a day."

"Are you doing pretty much any kind of sex now? Anything she's been reluctant to do or wants to do that's different?"

"Well, we're doing anal and oral now, after you talked to them in their last group. You left it up to them what kind of sex they wanted to engage in and they had to decide for themselves if it was right or wrong. I think she decided it was okay to do it, like she's either going to hell or not and figures she'll enjoy her time on earth. She's not freaking out about doing any of those things. James says Ateefah is the same. They're both matter-of-fact about pretty much all sex now."

"She isn't sucking your cock after you've fucked her ass is she?"

"No. She's using a washcloth for cleaning up. I haven't seen anything I recognize as freaky. I mean a lot of women don't want to do anal, but a lot do. Same with oral. It seems normal now."

"If she wants to watch the men strip, how would she feel about you being one of the strippers and having the other women watch you?"

"I don't know."

"I think it would be good to know. If she wants to watch men stripping, how would she feel about you stripping for other women? Or, you watching a bunch of other women strip? Both should be equally wrong in her eyes. It would be like her having to watch you fuck someone after she messed up. She was ready to do it to get you back, but how would she feel now you seem to have patched things up?

"Ateefah wanted me to teach her how to suck James cock, but she didn't want me teaching her on him, and his was the cock she needed to swallow and he's generously endowed. I asked her how she thought James would feel if she practiced her cock sucking on another person? She realized he'd hate that, so because she doesn't want me to demonstrate on James, she hasn't had any lessons. It was faulty thinking on her part. It was okay for her to practice on another male, but not for another female to show her on her husband. You need to know if Maahnoor is having faulty thinking of her own. It should be okay for you to strip if it's okay for her to watch. You can tell her you'll refuse to accept a prize if you should happen to win, but is she willing to watch you bare it all for the other women. If she's not, then she shouldn't go. That's my thinking on the subject. Also, if some of the single women get a little wild and handsy, she can't. She's married and she has to respect that or she doesn't respect you. The same goes for you. You can't let anyone get handsy with you. It works both ways.

"I do think that her asking you is a good sign. She's not going behind your back. Talk it over some more and see how she feels about those things, then you can decide together."

"Yeah, sure. Thanks."

I moved back to the others and Marnie asked, "What strip show was that man talking about?"

"Some of the men are putting on a judged strip show contest tonight. The women on the ship will be judging who does the best job of stripping, and the winners will get a prize."

"Sounds like fun," Marnie said. "Maybe you should participate, Richard. You have some pretty good dance moves. What are the prizes?"

"One hour of sex, forty-five minutes of sex, thirty minutes of sex and fifteen minutes of sex with their choice of one of four volunteers," Belle said. "Beth, Francesca, myself and Alexa."

"Alexandra, you're going to fuck some stranger," Richard said. "Have you talked to Mom about this?"

"I told her this morning."

"Maybe I should sign up to be a prize," Marnie said. "That sounds hot."

"No fucking way," Richard said. "You're married. My sister is single. I don't think she should do it either, but at least she's single."

"Well if you're going to be dancing..."

"I haven't said I'm dancing, and I definitely don't think I should if sex with another person is involved. How would you feel if I won sex with another person?"

"At least we'd know you were hot."

"I already feel hot. I don't need someone telling me I'm hot. And what if I won sex with my sister?"

"Then refuse to have sex with her. You don't have to accept the prize. Geez. Don't you think it would be fun to have sex with someone else?"

"I don't need sex with someone else. I'm perfectly satisfied to have sex with you."

"It wouldn't be equal anyway," I said. "The prizes will definitely get fucked. There's only about a one in seven or eight chance one of the dancers will win a prize depending on how many strip. It's not fair to Richard. You wouldn't necessarily both be having sex with someone else if he lost. I think it's a terrible idea to suggest."

"See that. Beth thinks it's a terrible idea. I do too. No fucking way."

Marnie pouted. Things were not going well in Whoville. Something was off.

"Let's go take those surveys then, before lunch," she said, throwing a smile back on her face.

"Okay," Richard said, clearly glad to see Marnie wouldn't continue pouting.

I wondered if she'd continue to insist on the oral sex afterward and if Richard wouldn't succumb to her pressure they both do it. What should I do? What if Marnie wanted to and Richard didn't? I was under no obligation to comply with something that would affect someone's marriage. If Marnie wanted it, but Richard didn't, I could refuse to do either, but what if they both accepted. I could foresee problems even if both of them agreed. This was not an equal scenario. I needed to talk to Lynn.

"I need to do something first," I said. "Miranda, could you take them both back to Master's quarters to wait for me. I won't be but ten minutes."

I ran back to Lynn's quarters. When I knocked, she yelled to come in and was still with Manuel, though he was fucking her this time.

"Don't cum until I do, keep pumping," she warned him. "What do you need Beth?"

"Mistress, I think there's a real possibility Marnie might cuckold your son this trip."

"Stop, Manuel." He stopped and she got up and put on a robe.

"What makes you say that?"

"Marnie wanted Richard to join the contest tonight and she wanted to be one of the prizes for the winners. She's also pushing for him to accept my oral services for taking the survey. Richard is resistant to doing any of those things but she keeps pushing, and his resistance starts to crumble the more she pushes. I think she's the more sexually adventurous of the two and more Dominant. I think Richard is on the submissive side, but I don't know how much as they haven't taken the surveys yet. I believe she's going to push until she gets what she wants, and she'll probably fuck whoever in front of him. He strikes me as a less submissive Gaston and you saw what happened to him."

"Do you think he'd be happy as a submissive? The rest of you are pretty happy as submissives. Would it be right of me to deny him what Manuel and Sherry enjoy?"

"I'm not certain because he hasn't taken the survey, ma'am. This is all instinct at the moment. He is fighting it, but it may be because he feels he'd disappoint his family, or he may not be as submissive as he looks, but keeps giving in to someone much more Dominant than himself. You might want to talk to him yourself and ask him what he wants and if he'd be happy. If you think he would be, you could give him your blessing to do what would make him happy, no matter what anyone else thinks. I'm about to give him the survey and I'll see if he defers to Marnie regarding the oral sex, but I think if he does, he'll eventually give in to the contest tonight. I'll let you know his results with his permission."

"Thank you for thinking to tell me. Manuel, would you like to compete in the contest tonight? I didn't ask you."

"If your daughter and daughter-in-law are prizes, would you want me to, Mistress?"

"You're a wonderful lover, Manuel. Why wouldn't I want my family to enjoy the best."

"I'll speak to Sherry about it Mistress, but with your permission, I'd like to compete."

"Fine with me. Let me know how Richard scores and I'll speak to him at lunch."

"Yes, Mistress."

I left and ran back to Master's cabin where Marnie and Richard waited with the others.

"You might want to take Alexandra up to the upper deck spa until lunch," I said. "I don't know if she brought a suit since she was coming to Norway in October."

"Would you like to go soak for awhile, Alex. It feels quite good," Belle said.

"Sounds fun."

"Richard, Alexa, would it be okay with you if I share the results of your survey with your Mother? Not the answers to individual questions, but your overall personality traits?"

Neither of them expressed a problem, so I could tell Lynn if anything popped out at me.

"May I speak to others about your results, Marnie?"

"Sure, no problem."

I took both of them to my quarters and handed each of them an iPad and explained how to take it. Marnie finished in 25, Richard in 30 minutes.

"Those are some pretty strange questions," Richard said.

"I am studying submission and Dominance. We do some pretty strange things by all accounts."

"I suppose."

"Richard, I'd like to have the oral sex," Marnie said. Surprise, not.

"Why?"

"You know how much I like oral sex. If everyone says Beth is the best, I think I should check it out. Maybe you could pick up some pointers for when you give me oral sex. Maybe I could pick up some pointers too, for giving you better blow jobs."

"You almost never give me a blow job; why do you need pointers?"

"All the more reason to accept one of Beth's. The best blow job ever. Baby, you know I'd suck you more if sperm tasted even the slightest bit better, but it's so slimy and salty. Even if I don't give you one often, wouldn't you like the ones I do give you to be better? Go ahead, you go first. I don't mind if you get a nice orgasm out of it."

So Marnie expects frequent oral sex, but doesn't reciprocate. Even if Master wasn't required to do so, he often licked us to an orgasm, even doing so when his own cum was in us. This was definitely an unbalanced relationship. I was wondering if I even needed to enter the results.

Richard sighed and said, "Fine. I'll do it."

"Are you sure this is what you both want?" I asked. "You don't get to put the genie back in the bottle once you let him out."

"What do you mean?" Marnie said.

"What if Richard loves better blow jobs so much he expects you to give him one more often? Will you give him more oral sex?"

"Yeah. What if I want more and better oral sex?" Richard asked, jumping on the bandwagon.

"Don't you love me?"

"Of course I love you."

"You know how much I hate the taste of sperm. You'd make me taste it all the time?"

"Not all the time, just more often."

"We'll see."

Effectively, she was saying, no, and while she might not enjoy the taste of cum, I didn't think that was the reason she didn't give him oral sex. She'd save it for when she wanted something from him or to 'prove' to him how much she loved him, but in small doses so he never expected much from her, while she could continue expecting a lot from him. The only way to stop emotional blackmail was not to submit to it in the first place, but if he was submissive, maybe he secretly enjoyed the games she played with him.

"Do you agree, Richard? You want me to give you oral sex, and then give Marnie oral sex?" I asked. Let's get specific on his agreement.

"I'll play along."

"Yes or no, please. You're a married couple so I want you to be specific."

"Yes."

"Take off your clothes," I said.

"Why do I have to take off all my clothes?"

"Because to give you the best blow job possible, I need to have access to all of your erogenous zones and they're not all in your crotch." I was determined to give Richard the best fellatio he'd ever had, not only because he was Lynn's son, but deserved it by my estimation. Master took better care of his slaves than Marnie did of her husband.

He reluctantly removed his clothes and I helped him, Marnie watching with a slight smile. She'd gotten her way again. His cock wasn't the largest I'd ever seen, but it wasn't the smallest either, perhaps six, six and a half inches long, circumcised, a plump head but somewhat thin shaft. He'd be easy to deep throat. I took twenty-five minutes to give him his orgasm and when he did, he was groaning loudly, his back was arched off the bunk and his hands were gripping my hair and jamming his cock as deep in my throat as he could go, and he positively flooded my mouth with cum, as if he hadn't cum in a week.

I swallowed every drop of cum, and it wasn't bad, though I only tasted the last couple, weak squirts, the rest having bypassed all my taste buds. When he finally stopped pulsing, I leaned back and asked, "Was it the best?"

"Incredible," he panted. "I can't believe how good it was. I'm actually glad I let you do it. Were you taking notes, Marnie?"

She looked a little pissed, but didn't say anything. Given how she pushed for this, she couldn't really.

"I'm glad you liked it," I said. "You can get dressed now. I'll get started on Marnie. You'll need to remove your clothes too."

She hastily removed her clothes. Marnie was about three inches shorter than me, about 5-5, a true blonde, blue eyed, curvy with D cup breasts, and a plump, somewhat soft, butt. She trimmed, but didn't shave her pubes, the blonde hair not as hairy looking as say Darla, her slit still visible. I decided to give Marnie a good, but not great orgasm. Maybe ten minutes and she wouldn't scream, but it might be the best unless a lesbian had licked her before. I'd pretend to do some of what I'd done to Richard, search out her erogenous zones, but then paid less attention to them when I sent her over the top. My best orgasms were saved for those who needed them the most.

She got her orgasm, and although she moaned a lot, she didn't scream or carry on the way Richard did. She looked disappointed, which is what I was going for.

"It was good, but I expected more somehow, you know, hearing how you made Alexa scream. Richard's looked better."

"I imagine Richard hasn't had sex recently. When's the last time you climaxed?" I asked.

"This morning."

"When's the last time you climaxed, Richard?"

"Before we left New York."

"Perhaps they just needed it more since it was so long since they orgasmed," I said. Damn straight he got the better one.

Marnie pouted. "I suppose."

"You're done now. You only get one. Go ahead and get dressed. I have some other things I need to do."

I ushered them out of Master's cabin and went to enter all the results in my database and applied the matrix to the answers. As expected, Richard was submissive. More submissive than Pierre and Manuel, less I suspected than Gaston, at least until I had more evidence. Marnie fell into the Switch sphere. Since Richard was more submissive, she was acting Dominant, but I could easily see her bending the knee to someone who didn't accept her bullshit. It wouldn't be Richard. Nor did she know how to behave as a Dominant given her lack of exposure to it and lack of training. Instead of taking charge and ordering compliance, she wheedled her way to get what she wanted, probably why she tested in Switch territory. If she was going to Dominate, she needed to learn how to play her role and pay more attention to her sub. Alexa was more Dominant than Marnie was. Not quite as much as Lynn, but her exposure was also limited. She might be more Dominant with time. I suspect their respective personalities made Richard the easier child the raise and Alexa the tougher one. There would have been more resistance to her mother's direction and orders.

I wondered if Lynn's husband had been either a submissive acting Dominant because he supposed it was society's role for him to be the man of the family, which would have grated on Lynn, or another Dominant, butting heads with his wife. On the other hand, Björn was Dominant and Lynn and he got along well, but they also knew their roles better and Lynn had someone else to be Dominant to, so she could relax out of that role with Björn. So many questions. I had a few minutes to speak with Lynn, so went to her quarters before lunch.

I knocked and Lynn opened the door. She was dressing for lunch and invited me in while she finished.

"What can you tell me?" Lynn asked.

"All of them told me I could share the information with others. Alexa is Dominant, Mistress, not too much so at present, but she's young and hasn't been exposed to it before now. I suspect, if she spent much time on this ship, she'd ripen to an excellent Dominant given the examples she'd see every day. I suspect that's why she was the more difficult child to raise. Above a certain age, she'd want to fight every stricture, order, command, or rule you attempted to set.

"As I expected, Richard is submissive, more so than either Pierre or Manuel. He caved on the oral sex issue. I gave him the very best orgasm I could because I don't like the way Marnie is treating him, though it's not all her fault because she doesn't know what the hell she's doing either. I gave her a crappier one. She's not commanding, she's wheedling and whining, trying to get what she wants by playing sexual games. She apparently makes Richard give her lots of oral sex, but doesn't do the same for him claiming she doesn't like the taste of cum and if he loved her, he wouldn't make her give him blow jobs.

"I don't believe Richard is as submissive as Gaston, but I didn't test Gaston. Marnie lies in the area of a Switch, perhaps a little more submissive than Dominant, but because Richard is so much more submissive, she's in charge of their relationship, but doing a piss poor job of it. You could probably make her your sub, as perhaps could any other Dominant on the ship with the possible exception of Fatima, simply because she's so little removed from her own slavery. If she got resistance, she might give up trying, especially from a female. A year from now, I expect her to be a much stronger Dominant. Being in control of the ship at times is strengthening and supporting her Dominant side.