BabySub had paid the appropriate homage, and I dismissed her to get cleaned up, then to relax until supper. None the less, she hefted the seven chairs and still mostly full cooler and rushed to put them away first. What the sea air (and distance from civilization, no doubt) did for some people. BabySub a model sub? Who'd have thought it possible?
Shortly all the rest were aboard, had accepted their "placing" in the contest, and had headed down for a shower and chores. BabySub was back on deck, learning controls and the rudiments of sailing a wind-powered craft.
We hadn't lifted the hook, although we were already a day behind schedule, as we had a few matters to take care of, and the cove was very safe. Some higher winds, upwards of 35 knots, were bringing us a small tropical storm. I judged staying at anchor to be safer, but we'd keep watch through the night to make sure. And as I was on watch tonight, I set my head down in a shady hammock to get a little sleep anticipating a long night.
Surprisingly, the losers had managed to lay out a fine feast for dinner, and we all had a fine meal. All five ladies dashed around cleaning up, as we had playtime scheduled afterwards.
The fun began when the ladies had the opportunity to collect on my bet with Nick. They all laughed and joked with him as they bound him, pretty much marrying him to one of the punishment/play columns in the main lounge. I noticed that before binding him, they had mounted a standard thin dildo/vibe to the post, and he had been penetrated as he was being bound. They made quick work of it; he was nearly mummified in rope and leather.
Their final pleasure was in a little cbt, having found a "gates of hell" device in the toy closet. Any stirrings of his libido, and some small, dull plastic spines would encourage avoiding an erection at all costs. Unfortunately his equipment was somewhat larger than average, so he dare not have so much as a twinge or the suffering would start.
Unfortunately for him, the ladies had other ideas. First of all, they activated the dildo, which had it's strongest effect at prostate depth. His proud penis raised and lowered more in the next hour than the flag caretaker at the United Nations. There was almost a breeze!
Then the ladies got busy. One of the ladies was an exotic dancer for parties in her earlier life; she went to work on him as though she expected a $300 tip. A couple of the other girls worked on him with lips, feathers, and fingers; his frustration level grew higher by the second.
Being a merciful Skipper, and truly worried that some day I might lose a bet myself, I called them off after about an hour. His face reflected the level of arousal, so I told them to remove most of the cbt, but to add some clothes pins here and there for a bit.
The four losers of the competition put their names in a hat, and I drew out slips for each to get their punishments. I asked BabySub to attend to Nick's arousal, and for a minute I saw a devilish grin pass over her face before it returned to 'slave neutral'. Seeing that, the other four had to wait a minute. I unbound Nick's ankles and spread his legs, putting BabySub's legs through the gap and tying her so she was as close to the post as could be, then tied his ankles to her legs for support. An agony bra followed; I picked one 2 sizes too small and filled it with kitchen green scouring pads, brand new and stiff.I wanted her arms free, so I left them alone, but pushed her forward and bound her with a wide leather strap, over her bra closure in back. This put her face right into the action, so I swung his erection around and slid it into her mouth, then tying a noose around his balls. The line from the noose ran behind her neck, so any movement away from her attention would tighten the noose. I informed her that her task was to make him climax.... twice. Once he announced that completed (he was noisy when he came) she would be allowed to join the fun. She set at her work with a will.
(no thirty, more to come)




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I'm sorry, Captain Chuck, if my non communication has been a problem of any sort...? I was otherwise occupied as you well know.
::sarcasm:: It was tough going, getting Nick to cum twice, but hell, I'm not a quitter, and we got there eventually. ::sly grin::
Once clean, BabySub came back out in time to see the others heading off to their rooms, and Captain Chuck going off to check on things and settle down for his 4 hour watch. BabySub was feeling a little tired, but followed him as he went. As he got to the recliner and sat back, BabySub edged closer and knelt beside him.



