Rough Waters (For Elwytrek)

[Ecnalab]

Not content to just sit back and watch, Xain's hands slid down Dahlia's chest to fondle her breasts. His hands easily covered the front half of each tit as he gave them an experimental squeeze. Finding the heft to his liking, he kneaded the soft flesh in his fingers as he rolled them over Dahlia's nipples each finger flicking the sensitive nubs in turn. As he enjoyed his new playthings, his manhood rose to full erectness. While it didn't actually get much larger, it did become harder, until Dahlia could barely pull it down. "If you can not fit any more than that in your mouth, then you may use your breasts," said D'Flower, noticing Dahlia's lackluster performance with her mouth.

 

[elwytrek]

Dahlia tried to ignore the twitch of her own prick after Xain had taken to kneading her breasts, focusing instead on the frankly monumental task before her as she gave his pillar of a cock a few more experimental licks down the side. No matter how she tried to moisten the hard length, it didn't do much to ease her anticipations for the real challenge ahead. Finally, when the incessant flicking of her nipples became too much, she stopped beating around the bush and pressed the blunt tipped head into her mouth and to the back of her throat, stifling a subtle gag as her muscles flexed around him. Finding herself quite eager to reclaim her tits, she took D'Flower's advice, working her hands around the side of her rack, and massaging the hefty prick in the soft crevice of her cleavage.

 

[Ecnalab]

"Ooh, that's it," groaned Xain. "Gotta' love girls with muzzles; they can get a lot of it in their mouth." Dahlia felt a large hand come down to rest on the back of her head, as Xain leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes, reveling in the sensation.

 

[elwytrek]

Spurred on by the challenge, as well as the thought of making Xain squirm, Dahlia took a deep breath through her nose and pressed on. Another few inches forced their way down her throat as she strained to fit more, face flushing from the incriminating hand on her head as her tongue stayed pinned to the bottom of her mouth. It was a struggle, but the kind she wasn't about to abandon, slowly working the hard length back out of her mouth, before shoving all she'd withdrawn and more back into the tight confines of her esophagus. To speed it up, she doubled down on her breastwork, bobbing her head each time she raised and lowered the soft orbs, and effectively spearing more of his member into her mouth.

 

[Ecnalab]

"Oh, damn, this girl knows how to suck a cock," Xain groaned as his shaft disappeared into Dahlia's mouth and breasts. His hand moved to the bed, where it gripped the sheets tight and he began rolling his hips to meet Dahlia's downward thrusts.

As she worked the bull-man to the breaking point, a new hand fell upon Dahlia's head gripped her hair firmly, slowing her motions as D'Flower leaned down to whisper in her ear. "He is getting close. When he finishes, I want you to catch it on your face and chest. Don't let it get on the floor, understood?"

 

[elwytrek]

The tug at Dahlia's hair was a snap back into reality. Through the dizzying musk of the great bull man, and the cock of his she'd manage to lodge in her own throat, D'Flower's words took an extra second to sink in, but when they did, she realized with a twinge of fear that the load his balls had prepared would be surely massive. She mumbled a quick, unintelligible "Mmgh!" in sudden nervousness and began working his length faster, unsure of how she planned to escape the inevitable. When she finally felt him tense near his peak, she pulled off with a wet pop, forgetting to close her mouth as she aimed the blunt tip right at her face.

 

[Ecnalab]

Xain tensed as Dahlia pulled off of his shaft, the head of his cock pulsing as orgasm raced through him. The first spurt was a perfect bullseye, the thick salty taste of cum filling Dahlia's mouth as the glob of spunk landed on her tongue. It was followed by many more, as rope after rope of semen fired from Xain's dick, plastering her face until it dripped down her chin and onto her chest. After twelve thick loads of cum, Dahlia's face was painted white, and her tits were covered in a thick sticky glaze, but Xain was finally done; his massive cock once more hanging limp.

 

[elwytrek]

Dahlia's stomach lurched as she took the shot in the mouth, shutting her muzzle in haste, only to choke on the salty mouthful as half of it slipped down her throat. Her eyes went wide, cheeks puffed with the remaining gobful of seed, until she spat it onto her already soaked tits. To say nothing for when the bull finally finished, as she was left a sputtering, swearing mess, coated head to bust in musky semen.

"Fu-ck. Try it again, farmboy! I'll kill you!" She seethed, her retractable teeth bared in a snarl.

 

[Ecnalab]

Dahlia's body was suddenly rocked by a sensation she had never felt before, as her entire nervous system was stimulated by an unseen energy coursing through her. It began at her neck, and raced through the rest of her body, causing her muscles to suddenly go lax as she was filled with an intense tingling sensation. In a matter of seconds, she was on the floor, unable to move or even speak beyond blinking her eyes.

"Ah, ah, ah! We do not speak to the ones we serve like that, young lady," came D'Flower's voice from behind Dahlia. She slowly walked around the paralyzed woman, her high heels clicking against the floor the entire way, until she was once more in sight. The Madam had her arms crossed, but was clearly holding a small remote control in her left hand. "Don't worry, the effects aren't permanent, but they last long enough to get a message across. You really need to get a handle on that temper of yours. If you end up talking to actual guests like that, then you might just be sent below decks to entertain the crew instead. And I assure you, they will not be as gentle as the paying customers." D'Flower knelt in front of Dahlia so that she could see her face. "So, if a guest asks you to pleasure them with your mouth, your knees better hit the floor in a matter of seconds. If someone says they want to feel you from the inside, you present your pole and say come hither. And if someone says they want to fuck you in the ass, you bend over, spread your cheeks, and say 'come and get it, sir'. Is that clear?" D'Flower asked, just as the feeling was returning to Dahlia's body.

 

[elwytrek]

Either as a result of the impromptu shock or her own embarrassment, Dahlia's cheeks burned bright red as D'Flower stood over her. As long as she had that remote, and as long as she wore the collar, the realization hit that she was powerless. It made her skin crawl, but there was nothing better to be done. "Yes... ma'am." She croaked, jaw tingling as she tried to speak.

 

[Ecnalab]

"Good," the madam said flatly, as she stood up. "Now get up and follow me, so we can get you cleaned up; you won't hook many customers with cold cum in your hair." With that, D'Flower turned and headed out the door, her generous ass swinging as she went.

 

[elwytrek]

Dahlia rose on her wobbly legs, looking a bit cross eyed for a moment as she pieced together which way was up. She wanted nothing more than to put her foot up D'Flower's buxom ass as she watched her walk away, each taunting sway of her hips leading her to prepare another insult for her in the back of her mind. Still, despite all the fire Dahlia had swirling inside her, all that left her mouth was another flaccid "Yes, ma'am." Gritting her teeth, she flashed them again at Xain before following compliantly along.

 

[Ecnalab]

Dahlia was lead through the lower sections of the boat, past crew and servants, many of whom paused to stare as she walked by, naked and still plastered in cum. She was eventually lead into a public bathroom/shower with a few stand up shower stalls. "Alright, get washed up," commanded D'Flower. "And don't dawdle. There's only so much fresh water on board at any given time, so showers are limited to five minutes," she instructed.

 

[elwytrek]

Dahlia didn't meet their eyes, keeping her gaze plastered instead on the back of D'Flower's head as she lead her down to the showers. She stole a final nervous glance at her when they arrived, before slipping wordlessly into a stall and turning on the water. Truth be told, a good shower sounded appealing, probably more appealing than anything else the crew could offer her, and she planned on riding out every last second while washing up.

 

[Ecnalab]

As Dahlia washed, she realized that she finally had a moment to take stock of the devise around her neck. The collar was mostly made of leather, with a tiny sealed box attached by a combination of pins and adhesives. While the trigger seemed water resistant enough to allow for showering, it likely wouldn't hold up if submerged in any real depth of water. She also noticed a pair of tiny wires running the length of the leather strip only to disappear into the magnetic lock that was the buckle; likely completing the electrical circuit. While Sasha had warned against trying to rip the collar off, if Dahlia could find something capable of cutting the thick leather band, then she'd be well on her way to freedom.

"Alright, Pinky, time's up," came D'Flower's voice. "Towel off and come on, we're heading back to your room."