Bride at Sea - Chapter 2

Meanwhile back on the yacht....

Sarah walked into the dining room wearing just a dusky blue silk chemise and once seated started to have breakfast.

“Did it go as planned.” She asked Margarit who was handing her a glass of orange juice.

“Even easier than normal. She had passed out, so he helped me get her into the room, he was on the point of collapse, so I sprayed him, and he fell beside her. I sprayed her to make sure she stayed still and then put in the earpieces, stripped her off and fucked her in rhythm to the recording and I gave him a hand job aiming it at her.”

Sarah put her glass down and smiled at her assistant. “Perfect, and the treatments?”

“I gave her an injection of the newer modified Sarahcenim, your new modified medication for the treatment of hypoactive sexual desire disorder as instructed madam, you said you wanted it tested on her?”

“I did, that has cost me millions, I am not running a charity at my Swiss Laboratory. Continue.”

“She did groan as soon as it hit, she will be begging to be fucked by the time she meets you. I gave him the full 10mg of bromide right into his balls, he won’t be getting it up in the next few days, and if I can get another 2 doses in him, he won’t get it up again ever.”

Sarah smiled and slid her hand up the leg of her pretty assistant.

“You are a delightful angel, my darling, make sure everything is ready for their visit.”

“The car has just left the hotel; they are on their way.” Magarit pressed her leg against the warm hand and then left the room.

Magarit watched the tender getting closer through the binoculars, she scanned the husband quickly, he was dressed in a short-sleeved shirt and casual trousers but held no interest for her, then she focused on Claire and subconsciously licked her lips. The bride stood leaning against the rail watching the sea, tossing her long blonde hair to get her husbands attention, but failing as he was more interested in the other boats they passed. She was wearing a floral print Cami dress in peacock blue. Magarit smiled as she realised that Claires colour scheme was so in tune with her mistresses. She tilted the binoculars to take in her body, the sleeveless summer dress hung to mid-thigh and everyone on the tender was getting a good look at those long slim legs. Everyone except the one person she wanted to notice.

The unsuspecting married couple stepped out of the tender and onto the gangway of the yacht, where a smiling Elena was waiting to greet them. Her white shirt and blue skirt did little to cover her charms, her bra visible through the thin fabric, the skirt almost level with her panties. She held a small tray with drinks on it.

“Please accept a welcoming Mimosa as I take you on a tour of the ship.”

She handed Matthew the glass designated for him and then passed Claire her special version, making sure she kept eye contact as she smiled.

Claire noticed the smile and smiled back, taking the time to look her over as she did.

Elena then slowly led them around the vessel.

“Down those stairs are the cabins if you were staying. If you follow me up these steps, I will show you the first of today’s treats. I’m sure after being stuck in a car and a trip on the tender you are both ready to relax, we have a masseuse ready to take away all your aches and pains. Ah Amara, refills for our guests.”

A twenty something slim petite Thai girl stepped forward with special refills.

Claire wanted to say it was already going to her head, but Matthew had taken his and started sipping, so she accepted the offered glass. She was feeling so turned on, despite having a play before Matthew had woken up. She had hoped he would have fucked her three or four times before leaving the hotel, but he had been more interested in something on the television and as a result her pussy kept sending signals that it needed to be touched, fucked, and she had to fight the urge to slide a finger down the front of her shorts.

Elena gestured to a small room. “If you would like to change in here, there are lockers for your clothes and then the tables are in here.” she pointed to a doorway a few feet away.

Having been steered into the room and with the drugged drinks starting to affect them both, the honeymooners followed her instructions and closing the door they started to change.

“I feel so tired all the time, these last 24 hours.” Matthew said unbuttoning his shirt and placing it on a hanger.

“I have noticed.” Claire hoped he would pick up on her frustration, but the comment eluded him. She eased her dress off her shoulders and let it fall to floor, hoping he would notice and make a move on her, disappointed that he was more interested in placing his watch inside his shoe.

Elena approached the two massage tables that stood side by side and taking out a small bottle from her pocket sprayed around the circle on each of the head cradles and then hid the bottle and left through the rear door.

Claire and Matthew came into the room wearing their cotton robes followed by Rose who took some towels off a shelf and passed it to the wedded couple.

“If you would just like to wrap these towels around you and then lay face down on the table, I will be back in 2 minutes.” She left the newlyweds alone for a few minutes.

“I am looking forward to this my muscles are aching.” Mathew said taking the robe off and resisting the urge to rub his aching bollocks, instead grabbing a towel to wrap around himself.

Claire smiled, but inside she felt so frustrated and so horny, ‘why can’t you fuck me’ she wanted to shout. She opened her robe and wrapping the towel around herself let the outer garment fall to the floor.

They both got onto the table facing down and within thirty seconds each had fallen asleep under the effects of the drug.

Rose walked back into the room. “Are we both ready?” she asked knowing they should both be out cold.

And receiving no reply she walked to the head of the table, knelt and producing a small atomiser gave each a quick spray. “Just to make sure my sleeping love birds don’t wake up too soon.”

She looked up at the CCTV camera. “All good to go.”

A moment later Sarah and Magarit walked into the room. Sarah wore a short robe that didn’t cover her bikini bottoms.

Sarah approached Claire and gently ran her hand down her back stopping to pull the towel away. “You won’t be needing this my lovely, let’s turn you over.”

Magarit and Rose turned her over then Rose reached under the table and produced a pillow which she placed under Claires head.

“Let’s keep you comfortable sweetheart, ok we are ready to start,” She walked over to a drawer and produced a syringe, “Time to top up lover boy.”

She pressed a lever and Matthews table opened into a Y shape his legs spreading as the table opened further.

“I think your balls will ache with this one,” she said as she pressed down on the plunger and the blue fluid slowly disappeared from the syringe into his swelling ball sack. “Should I just cut them off because he’s not producing anything from now on.” Rose laughed as she said it.

Sarah joined in the laughter. “Haha, now Rose, you know he may well have one bullet left in the gun, so drain him.”

Rose pulled a face of disgust, then slid her hand around his cock and slowly started to wank him off.

“Good now Magarit you have the earpieces?”

“Yes, madam.” She approached Claire and placed them in her ears.

Sarah undid her robe and slid a hand inside her panties, coming out with a wet finger.

“Time to taste me my darling.” She moved her finger to Claire’s lips, but they remained closed, so using her other hand she pinched Claire’s nostrils together and after a few seconds her mouth opened with a feint pop.

Sarah slid her finger in and rubbed it onto her tongue.

“Taste me and remember my darling.”

Then she bent and removed her panties and placed them over Claire’s face.

“Breathe me in my darling.”

She turned towards Magarit “Are we ready to start synching?”

“Yes madam.” Magarit replied and pressed a button on a small remote she now held.

“The earpieces are working?” her mistress asked.

Magarit pressed another button and audio spilt into the room.

“You feel a shiver of lust flow through you, when a female says my darling.”

“You love the sound of my voice, it relaxes you, it excites you.”

“You love to look at beautiful girls, they fill your dreams with erotic fantasies.”

“You long to reach out and touch and caress girls.”

“You long to experiment with other girls, to kiss and feel their bodies.”

Sarah smiled but now it was a smile of evil.

“Let the loop play for 10 minutes.”

“Yes madam, may I stimulate her now?”

“Yes, but gently, this is a dream to her remember.”

Magarit appeared to be no longer listening as she opened the Y table, moved between Claire’s legs and lowered her head into the wet folds of the sleeping honeymooner.

“And don’t forget the top-up injection when you have finished, we need this lovely prize to stay horny.” Sarah looked down on the pantie clad face, hidden but for her blonde hair flowing either side and watched the crotch moving in and out as she breathed.

“Oh baby, you are going to fall for me so hard.”

Claire was in a warm place, hovering on the edge of unconsciousness, unable to move and aware of every touch.  At first the massage had been gentle, letting the drugs slowly sink in as she slowly slid into a contented sleep. She told herself she must be so horny, because every caress of the masseuse felt like a lover’s touch. A moment ago, she had thought a mosquito must have bitten her, feeling a small sharp pain in her arm, but it had faded so quickly there was no need to wake up from the wonderful dream she was having. Tingles ran all over body, as she felt hands caress her legs, slide over her butt and up her back, she was rolled over and the same sensations ran down her front, stopping to dwell on her nipples before swarming around the entrance to her rapidly slippery twat.

“You feel a shiver of lust flow through you, when a female says my darling.”

“You love the sound of my voice, it relaxes you, it excites you.”

“You love to look at beautiful girls, they fill your dreams with erotic fantasies.”

“You long to reach out and touch and caress girls.”

“You long to experiment with other girls, to kiss and feel their bodies.”

She spread her legs to let the feelings go deeper and they invaded her, sliding deeper, nipping and nibbling her hardening clit, as her nipples grew harder under the firm insistent suck. A lovely taste on her tongue excited her, it was more exotic than champagne. A fragrance filled her mind, and she sucked the air deep into her lungs, wanting more, settling deeper into the darkness as she enjoyed the attention her dream gave her.

“You feel a shiver of lust flow through you, when a female says my darling.”

“You love the sound of my voice, it relaxes you, it excites you.”

“You love to look at beautiful girls, they fill your dreams with erotic fantasies.”

“You long to reach out and touch and caress girls.”

“You long to experiment with other girls, to kiss and feel their bodies.”

The words flowed through the darkness, and she soon learnt the lines like a verse in a song.

Fantasies flitted through her mind, the lovely girls on the boat who had smiled at her.

Beautiful girls.

Girls she wanted to reach out to touch.

Girls she wanted to experiment with.

Sexy girls who worked for lovely Sarah.

Her body welcomed the attention, she was so in need of a fuck. Every touch, lick and suck drove her into a deeper fantasy where beautiful girls made love to her.

Magarit looked up from the wet pussy, juices running down her chin. “She is on the point of orgasm madam”. She waited for Sarah’s approval.

“Rose a spray please, we don’t want her waking from the force of it and strap her hands down the same time”.

She waited for Rose to give the smallest of sprays and slip woollen straps around her hands pulling the tie until her hands were flat on the table.

“Ok it’s time for my darling to come.”

Magarit returned her face to the open pussy, stretching in a greedy tongue. Rose started fondling the exposed breasts lowering her head to suck a hard nipple. Sarah opened her robe and stooping over the sleeping beauty removed the panties and pressed her breast against her mouth and waited. Soon Claire started to writhe on the table, her hands prevented from touching. She started to moan and when her mouth opened Sarah fed her breast, feeling her lips closing around her nipple and sucking.

“Oh baby, come for me my darling.” Claire arched her body as she climaxed. Magarit greedily lapping it all up.

“Girls, clean them up and then bring them back to life.” Sarah laughed and tying her robe left the room.

Claire woke up seconds before Matthew, they were both face down, her body felt on fire, her nipples ached to be sucked, her pussy needed to be licked, hell even her arse cheeks were chirping to be fed. She glanced over at her husband and her happiness faded as she saw his frail penis flapping as he rolled over. Her eyes instantly left the dead object and focused on the legs of the masseuse who was bent over stacking towels. She had legs to die for and they disappeared behind that oh so short skirt. A droplet of wetness ran down her leg and she squeezed her love box tightly shut and reached for her robe.

Rose had been watching her in the mirror but feigned unawareness, as she stood and turned around.

“Oh, hello you two did you enjoy your massage? You both fell asleep halfway through, all those late nights catching up I expect.” She said with a smile.

Claire found herself drawn to that smile; she looks such a beautiful friend to have, she thought returning the smile. “Yes, we must have been more tired than we realised.”

Matthew still felt groggy, but he had that pleasant ache from having pumped a full load, he just hoped the towel had soaked it up. It was strange he could come so easily when asleep, but Claire just wasn’t exciting him anymore.

“The best thing after a massage is a dip in the jacuzzi on the next deck up. Costumes are provided in the locker, and perhaps Sir would like to try out the jet ski, we have one all set up waiting. An expert will follow on a second jet ski for your safety. If you make your way down these steps, Romana will take care of you.” 

“Have a nice time dear, I will see you later.” Claire said kissing him on the cheek. She felt it was like kissing her grandmother, and then she scurried after Rose wanting to view that sexy backside as she sashayed up the stairs.