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I look at the clock. Mistress likes to watch the sunrise. Time to make the coffee. Her owner's suite has a mini galley. I'm wearing my ankle length turquoise satin nightie with the sweet ruffle of chiffon around the scooping collar.

*quot;Mm.*quot; She reaches over and strokes the smooth material from my boobs to my hips. *quot;When you get the coffee started, change to your new outfit, Honey,*quot;

I kiss her cheek. *quot;Yes Mistress.*quot;

I'm twenty three, five foot seven, one hundred and forty pounds. A couple of years ago I did something stupid, which in the long run has worked out very nicely.

Of course everyone knows of the 'Lesbian Confederacy', but very little about it. Foreign journalists are very tightly regulated. On a lark I decided to penetrate the mysterious land. One of my girlfriends taught me how to dress like a woman and walk and talk like one. It was actually quite a turn on. A cock cage was definitely needed. Maybe I'd get some lesbian pussy. How hard could it be? After all Burton went to the Hodge in Mecca in the nineteenth century disguised as an Arab, at the risk of death if caught. And he had to learn the language. The Confederacy speaks English.

Anyway, almost the first dyke I was chatting up yelled *quot;It's a MAN!*quot;

I was tried, found guilty, and sent to the slave auctions. Surprisingly there were three other men on auction as breeders.

So now I belong to this voluptuous beautiful brunette. No idea how old she is, but the silver threads in her shoulder length hair just adds to her beauty.

She's very rich, and we're aboard her huge sailing yacht just starting a Caribbean vacation.

My new outfit is a very short cream miniskirt and matching halter top that ties with a long wide sash in the middle of my back. It shows off my new 'D' cup boobs. She bought them for me. A Christmas present for both of us. The surgeon was an artist. They look and feel so real. They're so new I can hardly keep my hands off them. She even enhanced my nipples. See how they poke at the subtle fabric?

As the coffee finishes, Mistress comes out of the bedroom.

*quot;I gather you approve, Honey.*quot;

I realize my mouth was open and I was staring.

Her dressing gown must be part of the new wardrobe she bought for the cruise. It's softly flowing, almost transparent material had just a hint of white. It hid nothing of my Goddess. A wide satin ruffle came around from behind her neck and tumbled to her naval. the sleeves of the same translucent material were full length and cuffed with more ruffles of satin. They spread to wide cuffs, like the Evil Queen's gown in 'Snow White'. The gown flowed down in luxurious folds to her shapely ankles.

I fixed our coffees and followed her with them on a tray up to the sundeck above the bridge. We sat quietly together on the padded bench. Our morning quiet time.

We'd flown into Sint Maarten late yesterday and went directly to the yacht anchored in Simpson Bay.

It was still dark. The Easterly Trades pointed our bow towards the beach. To our left the airport was lit up. The row of houses, three and four story condos ahead, separated the bay from the lagoon. The beach was interrupted by the canal into the lagoon, then continued around to our right, backed by the big resort hotels. Around us is a constellation of masthead anchor lights on yachts of all sizes. Over there the tall ship 'Staad Amsterdam' looks magnificent with her spars and rigging all lit up gold from deck lights. Astern, cruise ships slide silently towards Phillipsburg, all lit up like a carnival.

We sip our coffee. Mistress gently lays her hand on my thigh. The eastern sky slowly turns from black, to grey, to pink then yellow and blue. The last star, the planet Venus actually, fades away. Mistress turns my head to face her with a finger on my chin. A warm smile. She nods. I smile and nod back. Silently I drop a cushion to the teak deck and kneel on it between her legs.

I lift the fronts of her robe gently aside. Starting just above her right knee, I kiss towards heaven. I stroke her smooth white thighs. She's trimmed her brown beaver to a two finger wide stripe in anticipation of swimwear. She swings her long legs over my shoulders. I grip her hips.

I take a long deep breath of her lady scent and begin to kiss. I lick along her lips. I kiss along her lips. I push my tongue into her damp slit. I wiggle my tongue and lick her taste.

Wrapping my arms around her thighs I spread her open with my thumbs and begin seriously kissing and licking.

I feel her spreading the soft material of her gown over my shoulders and massaging me through it.

This is special. She doesn't let me eat her every morning.

I glance up. The material of her gown is like a bridal veil, softening my vision. Her brown eyes are half closed as she smiles down at me.

I close my eyes and kiss and lick her sweetness. She's very wet now. It's time to take her flying. I gently finger the little damp hood aside and kiss her nub. She makes that beautiful sound as she pushes my head down.

I've pleased my Mistress. fikirtepe escort Pride, satisfaction and love course through me.

*quot;Come here, darling.*quot;

We share a 'good morning' kiss then get ready for breakfast.

Mistress has invited guests along. A married couple, Dianne and Lorraine, and two single ladies, Karen and June.

As we eat breakfast the yacht moves to Phillipsburg. After breakfast they take the tender, a thirty foot runabout, to town . I have to stay aboard. Slavery was banished over a hundred years ago here. if I went ashore I'd be a free man, or woman, or whatever I am now.

I find a Carl Hiaasen novel in the ship's library and settle down to read in the main saloon.

So, how did I get here? Well, I was bought by her breeder company and kept in their compound with the rest of the dicks. We wore cock cages except every three days when we were stimulated and 'milked' for our sperm, or when we had a live 'date'. Then one day I was called to the Matron's office.

*quot;Congratulations. You are now 'Honey'. Put these on. You can change in there.*quot; She pointed at the two piece toilet off her office.

*quot;Huh?

*quot;Your owner, the lady who owns this company, wants you to be her house pet. Now hurry, I don't have all day.*quot;

I changed from the company issue white cotton shift to a snug little blue number. It was sleeveless and it's hem was just above my knees. There were white sandals with

two inch block heels.

Wrists and ankles cuffed Matron drove me to a gated community. That was the first time I met Mistress.

*quot;Why, Honey, don't you look even sweeter in person. Fay, take off those mean cuffs.*quot;

She shook her head gently. *quot;You won't run away from me, will you Honey?*quot; I've been hers ever since.

They returned shortly after lunch. We swam and lounged on the yacht's swim platform until supper. By nine we were all headed to bed.

When I came out of the head wearing the black baby doll Mistress had chosen for me , she was sitting on the couch. Her new robe was flowing around her. Her left leg was enticingly bare from her thigh down. She patted the seat after clearing it of her gown.

We sat holding hands.

*quot;Did you enjoy your first day Aboard, Honey?*quot;

*quot;Yes Mistress. I had a nice day. How about you?*quot;

*quot;We had a good time. Shopping was fun. I wish I could have taken you along, but as I explained..*quot;

*quot;Oh, that's alright darling. I'm glad you brought me. I would have been lonely back home without you.*quot;

*quot;Tell me, what do you think of my friends?*quot;

*quot;I like them. They're all very friendly towards me. Seem like a fun bunch.*quot;

*quot;What do you think about Karen?*quot;

*quot;Real sweetie. She's a lot younger than the rest. How do you know her?*quot;

*quot;She's Dianne's niece. Sweet little thing isn't she?*quot;

*quot;Yes.*quot; Wonder where this is going?

*quot;Would you like to date her?*quot;

*quot;You mean like..*quot;

*quot;Yes love. She wants to have a baby.*quot;

*quot;I'd like to date her.*quot;

*quot;Hand me my phone.*quot;

She dialed a three digit number, an inter-ship call. *quot;Yes. Come to my cabin.*quot;

Without loosening the sash, she shrugged her robe off her shoulders and let it fall to her elbows. Beautiful. That's when I saw she was wearing the necklace. The long silver chain necklace. The necklace that fell so sexily between her plump boobs. The necklace with the funny shaped key. She smiled and kept eye contact as she pulled it around her neck until she fingered the clasp. she took it off.

*quot;Stand up Honey and lift your hem.*quot; She unlocked my cage. *quot;Go get your stuff washed. Your date will be here in a minute.*quot;

When I returned from washing, Dianne and Karen were there wearing the white terry robes with the ship's name and the Confederacy flag embroidered on them.

Mistress gave me a quick chaste kiss. *quot;Have a wonderful evening darlings. See you in the morning.*quot;

*quot;Same to you, Mistress, Ms Lorraine.*quot; They left.

I take Karen's hand. She smiles shyly. *quot;Lets sit and get to know each other a bit.*quot; I guide her to the couch. Her light blue eyes are very expressive. She tells me about the clinics she's gone to. I steer the conversation to happier things. We kiss and pet a little.

*quot;Let's go to the bed. We can just cuddle for a bit.*quot;

*quot;OK. I'd like that.*quot;

*quot;May I?*quot; I take her robe off her shoulders.

She has the kind of skin that tans easily. Only one day and already tan lines. Her breasts are the kind you'd call 'perky'. Sweet little round ones with nipples that stand up high and proud.

I turn back the bed. *quot;Hop in.*quot;

I take off my nightie and stand there while she gets settled. I must look a sight. My shoulder length blond hair is combed down. My big silicone boobies. My six inch cock pointing. My shaved hairless body. My ball hanging.

As I slide in beside Karen I want to feel her shaved pussy, but don't want to move too quickly. A 'Date' should always feel she's special, not just a live fuck.

We snuggle and kiss. I guide her hand to my boobies. *quot;What do you think? Mistress bought gebze escort them for me?*quot;

*quot;Giggle. they're nice. Can I kiss?*quot; Her lips feel so gentle on my nips.

Her hand slips down. She strokes my shaft and fondles my balls.

*quot;Sweetie, you better stop that.*quot;

*quot;Why, does it hurt. I didn't mean to hurt you. I thought I was being gentle.*quot;

*quot;Oh, it doesn't hurt. In fact it feels wonderful, but if you keep doing that I'll squirt what you want all over the bed.*quot;

*quot;Oh! I didn't know.*quot;

*quot;Is this your first time with..*quot;

*quot;I've had rubber ones, to, you know.*quot;

*quot;Want to try it? I'm ready, as you can see.*quot;

Karen lays back We kiss. Our tongues touch. *quot;Now, please?*quot; She guides me in.

A new strange one. I'm too excited. I cum before Karen.

*quot;I'm sorry. I came too soon.*quot;

*quot;Giggle. That's OK. We can try again later. Right? Cuddle me?*quot;

We cuddle and feel each other up as we kiss.

I'm on my back. Her head is resting on my chest. Her hand fondles my boobs. It moves down. She strokes my shaft to erection. *quot;Lay back Honey.*quot;

She straddles me and impales herself on my cock. Head back, eyes closed, she pinches and pulls her own nipples.

What happened to 'shy' Karen?

I lay back and fondle my big plump hooters and watch Karen galloping. We both cum. She collapses onto my chest as I shrink inside her.

I wake up with my cock growing in her mouth.

*quot;Oh. Did I wake you?*quot; Little minx.

We shuffle around until we're on our sides and I'm thrusting to meet her thrusts. She actually squeals when she cums this time.

It's just getting grey outside. I slip quietly out of bed so as not to wake Karen.

I find Mistress sitting at the 'U' shaped settee ahead of the saloon.. I slide in to join her. There's a carafe of coffee and an extra mug. Mistress pours me one and we sit quietly holding hands.

We'd sailed overnight. The yacht is hove to under a small jib and reefed mizzen waiting for daylight to enter Falmouth Harbour Antigua.

After the sun peeks over the horizon the crew anchor us.

*quot;How was your date Sweetheart?*quot;

*quot;Nice, but I'm knackered. That gal has quite the appetite. The first two times weren't bad, but after that.*quot;

She stroked my cheek. *quot;Poor baby. Well, we're going on an island tour and won't be beck 'till after supper, so you've got all day to rest up.*quot;

We shared a sweet 'good morning' kiss.

The ladies were gone all day. I ate with the crew. What a nice bunch of ladies.

After supper I decided to dress up for my Mistress and her guests.

After applying makeup, including pink lipstick and nail polish, I put my hair up in an off the neck style. I wiggled into my snug little French Blue velvet cocktail dress that pushes my magnificent boobies up and together so enticingly. My three inch block heel sparkly blue open toe numbers aren't exactly deck shoes, but what the hell.

The ladies returned in high spirits. The spirits were mostly rum. I heard them calling and laughing as soon as the ship's boat was within hearing range.

They giggled and laughed their way to the saloon.

*quot;There's my Honey! Oo, don't you look sexy. Come, give me a welcome home kiss.*quot;

Wow. What a kiss. And a grope.

*quot;Hey! Don't we get welcomed home?*quot;

By the time June, the last one, finished , I was thoroughly kissed and groped and horny as hell. Sometime as someone else's tongue was in my mouth a pitcher of rum punches had arrived.

Now' I'm not a big drinker. A glass of wine at supper, that sort of thing. But we were on vacation,and I had some catching up to do.

We had a fun time. The ladies regaling me about their day ashore. We laughed and touched. The talk got a bit naughty. I was feeling no pain, and accepted as one of the girls.

*quot;Hey, what about Honey's parlour trick?*quot;

*quot;What's that?*quot;

*quot;Mistress, you didn't tell Lorraine about it?*quot; I giggled and blushed.

*quot;You know where I keep it, love. Go!*quot;

Well,as I said, I'm feeling no pain, and we're all having a good time, so, what the Hell.

By the time I get back they've cleared the big round coffee table.

I plunk the suction cup base of the fat seven inch cock down in the middle and crawl onto the table. I give the big pink toy a kiss. I lick up and down it. I put it's realistic knob in my mouth and suck. A noisy slurping suck. The ladies hoot and laugh. I swallow it

*quot;Go baby. Suck that cock!*quot;

*quot;All the way, Girl!*quot;

*quot;You're next, June.*quot;

I bob my head up and down. My snug little ass in the air.

*quot;Ready June?*quot;

But I'm not done yet.

From my cleavage I pull out the little tube of lube. I drizzle it down the pink prick. I give it a loving hand job. More cat calls.

I kneel, then get my feet flat on the table. Supporting myself with hands and feet I crab walk over it. One hand and two feet on the table I use my other hand to guide the cock.

The cabin goes quiet as I lower myself onto it. Tight, slow. slow. In! My girly boy ass cunt fills.

Both içerenköy escort hands on the table. I impale myself. Then rise. Then down Then up. Faster. Slower. Up down. Up down.

Then the tingly feeling in my balls begins. Up, down. I bite my lower lip. Up, down. I close my eyes. Up, down.

Then it happens. Anal stimulation only. I cum and cum. My crushed cock squirts cum out of its cage, all over the table. Someone shrieks, someone laughs, someone claps .

Mistress helps me to my feet. One arm around my waist, the other holding my hand.

*quot;Come , Honey, let's get my pet cleaned up and tucked in.*quot;

She's soon snuggling me to sleep.

The ladies never mention that night again.

We sail the next day past Guadeloupe. A nice gentle sailing day. Blue sky, puffy white clouds, the steady Easterly Trades blowing.

I'm reading in the saloon when Mistress comes in. *quot;Karen is sunning herself on the aft deck. You better make sure she's using enough sunblock.*quot; She hands me the SPF30 and lifts my skirt, then removes my cage.

Karen is laying on her tummy, stretched out on a mattress. Bare and beautiful.

*quot;You should be careful with the tropical sun, miss.*quot;

She rollover and shades her eyes with her hand.

*quot;I've brought some sunblock. Can I help you apply it?*quot;

I start at her toes. I smooth it up her legs. She giggles when I tickle her tummy. I adore her pert little breasts as I spread it well over them. I smoothed it up her neck and over her chin. I massaged her cheeks and fingered it over her button nose and fore head.

*quot;Other side?*quot;

Starting at her neck I spread it down. Shoulders and back glistened in the oil. I gave her cute little rump an extra bit of attention. Such nice slim legs.

She got up to her hands and knees and looked over her shoulder. *quot;I've heard doggy style can be quite effective.*quot;

I fingered her pussy. Wet and waiting. I slid in. She pushed back. We shared a long hard wild fuck. She rammed back to me my thrusts. She squealed when she came.

Rolling over she spread her arms and reached up. *quot;Is a kiss included in your boning service, sir?*quot;

We anchored in Portsmouth Harbour, Dominica before sunset.

As we got ready for bed I said, *quot;I'm a bit worried about Karen.*quot;

*quot;Why, dear?*quot;

*quot;Well, not to sound too full of myself, but I think she's falling in love. She always makes sure she's beside me, and when I look at her she blushes and looks down. I'm afraid she thinks it's more than it is, you know?*quot;

We were standing an arm length apart. Mistress spoke as she adjusted and stroked my nightie. *quot;Well, I can understand that. Who could resist my sweet Honey? I'll have a word with Dianne in the morning. Is that Hiaasen book really that funny? I heard you laughing all the way to the dining cabin.*quot;

The ladies went on an Indian River tour, and a waterfall walking tour. They showed me pictured after supper.

We were snuggled in bed. Mistress unlocked my cage. Karen again?

*quot;One reason I brought you on this cruise is as a reward.*quot;

*quot;Reward? Why?*quot;

*quot;Excellent service. Do you know your sperm is very effective? We get top dollar for it. In fact, you've paid off your auction price in record time, and feedback from your dates has always been excellent.*quot;

She stroked my hardon as we kissed. *quot;My sweet Honeybun.*quot;

I push her onto her back and she lifts the hem of her nightie. I eagerly slip my cock into her waiting pussy. We have a nice slow loving ride together. Lots of kissing. So tender.

*quot;I love you.*quot;

*quot;My sweet Honey.*quot;

We miss the sunrise. My head is under the sheets as I eat my Goddess. She's busy with my cock between her red lips. We have a shower fuck before she cages me and asks me to wear my yellow sundress with the white polka dots. For her.

By mid day we're anchored off Fort de France, Martinique.

After lunch Mistress gave me a little purse with a long thin shoulder strap.

*quot;Some spending money. Come shopping with us, Love.*quot;

As we get ready to go ashore she whispers in my ear, *quot;I want you to be happy, Honey.*quot;

At the waterfront park where the dinghies tie up she said if we get separated we'll all meet here at four.

Somehow as we window shopped on the narrow side streets that happened. As I looked around I kept an eye open for them. I saw a dress Mistress would look good in. I checked the price tag.

There was a little sidewalk cafe across the corner. I'd have a glass of wine and see if I had enough money. The waitress brings a little bottle of red wine and a glass, pours half the wine into the glass and leaves. I take a sip and open my purse.

My gasp must have been louder than I thought. The couple at the next table silently look at me.

In the purse is a big bundle of Euros, fifties and twenties, the silver necklace with the key, my passport and a note. *quot;I love you and want you to be happy.*quot;

I slip a twenty under my almost full glass and run to the park.

The dinghy is gone. The yacht is still anchored way out in the roads. I can't swim that far. What to do?

I don't know how long I've sat on the bench. Everyone around me speaks French. Children are screaming and laughing as they play on the swings. I don't hear a thing. Does she want me to leave? But she said she loves me.