Part 24. First Day with Nix
Despite opening her eyes, Emma couldn’t see. She was a bit confused. She couldn't move and her tongue felt weird. She did her best not to panic initially and thought back to the previous night.
She had been mummified except for her head. That was left exposed because she had her tongue pierced multiple times. They didn’t remove the blindfold they put on her the night before. She had slept that way though she had no idea how long.
Trying to shift was useless and she was trying to manipulate her dry mouth to be able to talk. Her tongue felt heavier. She knew she had multiple piercings done but hadn't seen what was done. Near the tip of her tongue was truly noticeable. She couldn’t tell exactly what jewelry was in it, but she felt the metal running through from side to side and there seemed to be more to it under her tongue. She definitely had multiple holes in a line down the middle of her tongue as she could feel the vertical barbells. It felt awkward as she tried to talk.
“Ah, you're awake. You looked so comfy, I didn’t want to disturb you,” Emma heard the voice that was slightly distorted, but was pretty sure it was Nix.
The two had a conversation as Nix worked on releasing Emma with some help. What she was wrapped in had dried and hardened enough to need to be cut off after they removed the rubber sack. Emma enjoyed the restriction, but the amount of time to get out of it left her impatient, mostly because she really had to pee.
Both of them were still getting used to talking with their new hardware as Nix asked Emma as they showered, “What are we doing today?”
“Things are pretty open today other than the Q and A later. Though I should probably take care of these first,” Emma responded while cupping her milk filled lactating breasts.
“So, no big plans for me?”
“We have a few days to do things, so everything doesn’t need to happen at once. We can discuss things this morning as to what to do. I was thinking of maybe looking into more activities on the ship. I have done almost nonstop kinky stuff. Maybe I could take advantage of some normal stuff though it could always turn into more. Just want to relax before the nightmare of questions later. Unless you have something in mind?” Emma said, but Nix shook her head. With a smile, “Do you have a bathing suit?”
Emma had to return to her… no, Princess's suite to use the milkers unless she went to the ranch to use theirs. She wasn’t interested in getting involved in more down there yet. She would be back there soon to finish her VIP hucow session along with plans to do other things later in the cruise. This was the fourth day of being milked, though her first one was far more intense during that session.
Going to the suite also allowed her to have her usual breakfast. Nix got to also enjoy the awful concoction that Miss Keys had made part of Emma’s diet. It also gave Nix a chance to meet Dolly while she prepared their meal while Emma pumped.
As it was, going out and trying to do normal things would be more difficult than she was used to. Her celebrity status usually had some wanting to engage with her in some way. Emma was still trying to adjust to it and still had more than a week left on the trip. She'd need to suck it up.
Emma and Nix were dressed lightly as they were going shopping. Nix didn’t have a bathing suit. She only agreed to allow Emma to get her one if she got to pick one out for Emma.
“Seriously?” Nix gasped holding what Emma picked out.
Emma held up the one Nix picked for her, “Yours isn’t much better. Seriously, unicorn colors.”
“Well, you are one, why not wear the colors proudly.”
That caused Emma to groan. She saw in the reflection of the mirrors that they had gathered interest as Emma expected.
“May as well just go without the suits. That way no tan lines though these would offer very little in the way of lines,” Nix said with a smirk.
“Except our belt line. Then again, we will have those no matter what,” Emma said before pausing and asked, “You sure you want to go around in just chastity belts and heels?”
“Wearing these is pretty much the same thing without the cost.”
“Oh, we are definitely getting them to wear another time then.”
“As you wish, Unicorn Goddess,” Nix replied with a smile as she looked at Emma.
Both of them were a bit uncomfortable as they weren't truly exhibitionists, though some might argue about Emma with as much as she has been displayed even with clothes on so far. Emma had their clothes and other items they had worn and purchased sent back to her original room. That was where she and Nix would be allowed privacy if they wanted it. Princess had definitely taken over the suite and others came and went often depending on what she was doing or was setting up. Though Emma wouldn't be going there tomorrow as Penny's movie shoot with Dolly was happening. Part of why she had her old room to use.
They were at least doing this together. They left the shop after interacting with a few people. Even the petite, purple-haired Nix garnered a few questions from those who didn’t recognize nor had seen some of Emma’s earliest encounters she was involved in. There was little doubt some were curious as to what they were up to and followed. They worked their way to the deck with most of the pools.
There were bars, restaurants, and plenty of entertainment along the way. A few demonstrations and public events even in some of the more open areas. People were engaged in all sorts of activities and Emma and Nix were not out of place due to their lack of clothing. There was plenty of normal and mundane stuff happening to go with the fetish activities. They even passed a strip-bondage trivia game that was being hosted. Some carnival games even existed, some with their own special twists. Emma found herself involved with one rather quickly.
With Nix helping push Emma to try it, “You know it will be fun, and you know people want to interact with you. It will be good. I plan to dunk you multiple times.”
“You know I will get you back.”
“I certainly hope so,” Nix slyly gave Emma.
Emma found herself bound in chains sitting on a platform over a pool of water. The chains were heavy, and her wrists and ankles were bound and chained in a way that she couldn't stand straight. The breeze was cool, leaving her nipples erect. She was dry at the moment. But looking at the line forming, she wouldn’t be for long.
Emma hadn't expected Nix to be a little instigator. She stared at her holding a softball. She smiled at Emma waiting for the go ahead. The person running the booth asked Emma if she was ready and she nodded in return. Moments later the ball left Nix's hand, and it hit the target which swung back. The platform under Emma dropped and she plunged into the cool water below.
The temporary shock to her system threw Emma off a moment as she sunk to the bottom of the tank. The chains definitely weighed her down. Her bondage didn’t allow her to fully stand, not that she could get her head above water even if she could. She at least got a reasonable breath before going under. Trying to push up was not making as much headway as she hoped. A number of people watched through the clear tank as she struggled. Doing her best not to panic, hands grabbed her from above and pulled her up. She gasped for air.
As she got herself back to a reasonable state with her head above the edge of the tank, lips met hers through her hair. Being bound didn’t allow her to fix her hair or see who was kissing her.
“Are you okay?” Nix asked.
“Yeah,” Emma responded while Nix swept Emma’s wet hair out of her face.
“Good. There is a line of people waiting for their turn. I expect many will try to get a kiss from you as well.”
“I truly am going to get you back for this.”
“I look forward to it,” Nix responded with a smirk.
“You were supposed to be someone who I needed to be careful and respect. Someone I expected to be more subdued in our time.”
“There is more to me than what you have seen. We can talk about it later. You have an army gathering for you. Don’t be surprised if I dunk you another time or ten,” Nix said as she patted Emma’s face before turning and walking away.
Emma was helped onto the platform where this restarted. It continued as people cycled through taking their turns. Not everyone succeeded nor did everyone come to get a kiss from her.
She had even caught sight of the deceptively manipulative woman sitting mostly naked except her chastity belt and heels drinking in a seat nearby. She took numerous opportunities to wave at Emma, distracting her just before the platform dropped out from under her and plunging her in the water. It took a couple attempts to realize she needed to hold her breath when it happened.
Some people Emma had met came for their chance as well including Princess. Emma was being pulled up from being submerged in the tank as lips quickly met hers.
With the kiss broken, Princess said, “That was a bit more refreshing than expected. I should consider dunking you more often. I hope you are having a good time. Please show up early enough so you can get dressed for your next big moment.”
“You will be there as well and likely to get plenty of attention. Also make sure Nix has an outfit ready in the suite as well. I was going to ask if she wanted to come, but she seems to be acting naughtier than expected and no longer has a choice. Plus, she was a part of the beginning that started this mess.”
“The only mess I see is your hair, but we will fix that later. I need to get back to work. Though I expect to hear more about this naughty Nix later,” Princess said, giving Emma another kiss before leaving and Emma enduring further dunking.
Eventually Emma and Nix moved on to the pool. Something caught Emma’s attention and Nix's payback was about to start.
“I'm sorry, Unicorn Goddess,” pleaded Nix.
Emma wasn’t ready to listen to it as she shifted her foot until her toes were in Nix's mouth. She was more comfortable now after getting used to the floaty she was laying on. Nix was encased in the floating device with only her face exposed. Emma was working on her tan as she laid across the relatively flat surface. She made sure to put on more sunscreen. She had chosen to lay in reverse of the normal just so Nix could worship her feet.
Nix had playfully threatened to tip Emma over. But she was literally helpless inside. Then Emma pointed out that she might end up face down in the water with no way to get out. It seemed to freak Nix out a bit. Now though, Emma just wanted to relax in the sun and Nix would fulfill her role of sucking Emma’s toes.
“I feel like I have been going a hundred miles an hour since I got here. While there have been breaks in action usually when I go to bed, locked in a cell, or in the infirmary recovering. It's oddly refreshing to have a moment of normalcy. I keep trying to reset to not let things overwhelm me. I should keep in mind to do this periodically while I am here. There is just so much I want to do and not enough time. Doesn’t help that I want some intense things to happen. Thankfully the others are paying attention and forcing me to have less intense moments in between.
I also might need to invest in a permanent toe sucker and foot massager. Think you are up to the task?”
Nix muttered something with Emma’s toes still in her mouth.
“I guess I should let you out soon so you can work on your tan as well.”
Emma and Nix found a couple lounge chairs on another deck that seemed away from most everyone at the moment. Emma rubbed the sunscreen on Nix's pert breasts. Soft moans escaped the purple-haired woman. Emma enjoyed kneading and fondling them and giving her pierced nipples an occasional tweak. Soon she would have to move to the rest of her body, but it was relaxing and a joyful experience right now.
“Is this seat taken?” the woman's voice startled Emma. She hadn't heard her coming and her focus was elsewhere. Emma looked to see the tall blonde trailed by her train of men servants.
“I don’t own any of these seats, just using the two of them,” Emma responded.
“I'm trying to be polite, Emma. If you are bothered, I am here, I can go elsewhere.”
“It’s fine. Frankly I expected more to have shown up already. I assume you are hoping to talk,” Emma said as she looked at the leggy woman. Her burgundy bikini seemed pretty standard. It was clear she took care of her body as her skin looked seemingly flawless. Emma had only seen her a couple times in outfits that left no doubt of her role here.
“I am mostly here to sunbathe, but chatting with a couple of beautiful women at the same time seems like a potentially good and relaxing time.”
Emma returned her focus back to putting sunscreen on Nix.
Next to them, multiple men were putting towels and other items on the lounge chair. Mistress Cal took her seat soon after and said, “I can have mine take care of that for you.”
“No thanks. I'm doing exactly what I want to be doing at the moment.”
“Well, if you are motivated to do more, I'd be willing to let you do me as well.”
Emma turned towards Mistress Cal, which happened to coincide with Mistress Cal’s bikini top sliding off her breasts in her lap. It's not like Emma hadn't seen many breasts on this trip. She had Nix's right there in her hands. Still didn’t stop Emma from staring for a few seconds before she responded.
“Only if you do mine first.”
A sly smirk crept up on Mistress Cal's face before she spoke, “That sounds lovely. Permission to touch you so soon. Didn’t think you would give me the chance yet.”
“It's just putting on sunscreen,” Emma responded with a slight frown and a bit of confusion. She had kind of expected her to turn it down. Seems it backfired in that regard. Mistress Cal was an attractive woman, but Emma didn’t know her. That was likely what this was about, to get more familiarity. Hopefully Nix wouldn’t be too disappointed as she had been quiet since the guest had arrived.
Emma continued to rub sunscreen on Nix as the conversation between the three of them truly began. It seemed Emma’s association to Unworthy and her rise in popularity has caught the Dominatrix's attention. She was still hoping Unworthy would agree to a session with her, but she found Emma to be a suitable candidate as well. Really though she just enjoyed teasing Unworthy while admitting she found her quite attractive. That led to her admitting Emma herself had certain qualities that she found attractive.
“I don’t date or have sex with any of the male clients. I'm not interested in them that way. Those who are here paid well for the right and with the understanding that there will be nothing more than serving me this trip. I let them have fun, just not with me or when they are serving me at the time.”
“Did that include the first night in the club?”
“In a way. They were serving me, and I allowed them release in my presence, which I don’t usually let happen. It was for a great cause though,” she finished with a smirk. “The look on her face was amazing when I showed up and even more so when she was filled up. I will admit I can be a little vindictive at being denied, but you gave me the perfect opportunity.”
“So, I can expect you to be vindictive should I deny you?”
“Not necessarily. I admit that I am used to getting what I want. I have seen her on multiple trips and to an extent I enjoy a challenge. She is a person of authority, and I like the idea of turning a powerful woman into an obedient submissive. It hasn't been a challenge for me with men. She has become my personal challenge of sorts except you seem to have beaten me to it. Not that I want to quit unless you two have something more going on that you want me to stop. Maybe I haven't mentioned it or at least enough, but she is absolutely beautiful on top of everything.”
“Are you planning to come for me?”
“No. Not in that way at least. You are a well-known switch. Everyone has seen you submit to others on the cruise already. It isn’t a challenge in that regard when you enjoy the role, at least at times. Yet you are quite intriguing. I definitely want to get to know you better. I would be lying if I said I didn’t want a proper session with you submitting to me.
Since you are finished with her, let me do yours.”
Emma looked at her and nodded. She moved to her own lounge chair and got comfortable. The blonde was soon by her side with her hands full of sunscreen.
Her hands were partially covering Emma’s breasts as she spoke again, “You have some assets even I can't match. I would be jealous, but not sure I want mine any bigger than they are. Thankfully these,” she squeezed Emma’s breasts, “give me more time to ensure they are properly protected.”
That led to further conversation about their breasts, including Nix. It wasn’t something Emma discussed much, but this trip was about doing new or different things.
The conversation continued between the three of them. Emma was covered with sunscreen by Mistress Cal, and she returned the favor after. She had no doubt the guys waiting for orders were jealous of Emma getting to touch her, but she ignored it. The conversation was mostly pleasant and relaxing as they bathed in the sun.
“We need to head back to get ready for our event this afternoon,” Emma said as she started sitting up in the lounge chair.
“It was nice to get to talk and start to get to know you, Emma. It was also nice meeting you, Nix. Hopefully we can hang out again. I am quite serious about wanting a session with you Emma. So, if it interests you, let me know. Also, will she be there this afternoon?”
“Honestly, I don’t know. She may be. She was the one who gave me this offer that turned into this afternoon and a future date. But I don’t know who will be there besides the original two, now three that started it,” Emma looked at Nix with a huge smile. “You most definitely are a participant now after earlier.”
A thought quickly popped into mind, bringing a smile to Emma’s face.
“I do have a proposition for you if you want to spend more time with me. I'll even throw out the carrot that she will be there as well. But there will be conditions. Some of them may turn you away from it, but I am giving you the offer early enough to think and potentially prepare for it.”
Emma laid out her idea and what she wanted from the Dominatrix if she chose to join. There were questions and by the time they were done, she didn’t get a commitment yet. There was one hanging point that Emma was adamant about that couldn’t be changed. Nevertheless, Emma left knowing the woman was seriously considering it. It felt like a win to fluster Mistress Cal yet see her interested. That left a smile on Emma’s face all the way back to the suite.
The hot water cascaded over their bodies as Nix spoke with her voice still slightly off due to the new piercings in her tongue, “I expected you to get back at me a different way.”
Emma’s response was similar. Despite the talking she had done, she was still getting used to the new shape and weight attached to her tongue. Invariably, certain sounds came out oddly or at least different than Emma was accustomed to. Short of removing the new piercings, this was how it would be as she adjusted to it. She promised to keep them in until the cruise finished. They were far less permanent than her septum one.
“This is just the beginning of what you have coming,” she stated as she washed the purple-haired woman's body. “Plus, you had your part in the first two big moments that raised attention towards me since I got here. So, in my opinion, you are just as responsible to be there to answer questions about you and your choices, just as much as me or Princess. Things would not have been the same without you. Maybe some of it would have happened, but you did start it off.”
“Just the beginning?”
Emma was on her knees at that moment. She kept up what has become her latest tradition. Nix was shackled by the wrists and suspended in the shower just like she had done with her other guests so far. Emma was currently cleaning Nix's legs and feet. Emma looked up, but her main view was the water cascading off the pert breasts. The rings in Nix's nipples sparkled between the light and water at moments. Emma doubted Nix could see her face as she couldn’t see Nix’s.
“Someone kept hoping and being adamant that I truly pay her back for what she has done. The question is. Is the little vixen in over her head and going to stop this new side of her as I push her and claim what is owed from her?” Emma said as she traced her fingers along Nix’s inner thighs.
A moan creeped out of Nix’s mouth as her only response.
“Unfortunately, I can't fully play with you now and get all of it as we have responsibilities to perform. I would love to take further advantage of you here and get what I want,” Emma said while rising to her feet.
“I'm still not letting you fuck my ass,” Nix said jokingly defiant.
Emma knew Nix didn’t want it but was still playing a game. She came up from behind as her own breasts pressed into the back of the suspended woman. Nix's body shifted forward slightly as Emma felt the wet heat between them. Her arm wrapped around Nix and slowly traced her fingers from just above her chastity belt towards her belly button. Nix squirmed and moaned as Emma’s fingers worked up further. As her fingers reached the crevice under Nix’s breasts, she shifted to cup them.
“I don’t need your ass. There is plenty more to work with in pleasuring you,” Emma whispered in Nix’s ear. Emma’s fingers found Nix’s nipples and grabbed a hold of them in a tight squeeze before twisting as she soaked in the shriek from Nix. “As well as creating pain. Though I will keep you guessing and maybe at some point, you might beg me to fuck your ass. The question will be if I give it to you then or deny you further. In either case I look forward to further exploring this version you desire to be around me.”
Still tweaking Nix’s nipples, Emma spoke again, “When we first met you said you hadn't tasted another woman, but Brandy says you have played with some of the other women. Are you sure I was your first taste?”
Emma twisted harder, getting a yelp from Nix. She let up a bit to allow her to respond, “Yes, I have played with the others, sometimes at Master’s request and occasionally not. That doesn’t mean I lick their pussies or taste them. So yes, you were the first and only I have tasted. It was even more fun to have to do it in an unconventional manner in public. That was super sexy, and my mind was on it the rest of the day.”
One of Emma’s hands slid behind to the opening in the back of Nix’s chastity belt. Her finger sought out the area to Nix’s rear entrance. She could feel Nix tense, but Emma rubbed around the ring.
“I can understand that. Thank you for clarifying. I needed to know if further punishment was necessary from our first meeting. I still don’t understand yours or anyone’s interest in me.”
Nix didn’t respond and her body language still suggested discomfort but nothing that suggested to stop.
“You want me to fuck your ass. You just won’t admit it to yourself, or you are playing hard to get with me,” Emma pushed her finger towards the puckered hole. A small whine came from Nix, but still no verbal response. “Oh, you will be begging me soon enough, but there isn't time. Just remember, you won’t get to taste me again until after I was deep inside you.”
There was a small whine, but they finished up without much more and had to face Princess. As usual, Emma’s choices as to what to wear were not hers.
“Seriously, this is what you chose for this?”
Emma was in the traditional maid uniform other female maids wore on the ship. A black dress with a white apron and accents on the collar and sleeves. Multiple white petticoats flared the skirt of the dress. Black seamed stockings attaching to the garters of the corset Emma wore underneath. She was given black, six-inch heels to wear. A lace black and white choker and a black and white headpiece would eventually be added to finish the look. While it wasn’t officially a part of the uniform, Emma was also filled with a large butt plug.
“You were desperate to earn it and wear it. I'm just giving you another chance. Plus, you have plenty of training to go if you are ever going to become my handmaiden,” Princess Ophelia responded to Emma with her usual huge smile on her face.
Emma groaned internally, not because she didn’t like the outfit. No, she was sure the woman was up to something, and it would be Emma on the receiving end. The handmaiden thing was a joke… Well mostly. It was a fantasy she had, but not something she wanted more than as a bit of role-play or short-term commitment. She did enjoy the idea of being properly trained, especially from someone who spent her life serving as a maid until a couple days ago.
“You are up to something,” Emma said as she looked in the mirror at the dark-skinned woman who was doing her hair at the time.
“These days, I am always up to something. Especially with my new freedom which I am still thankful to you for as well as other things. Don’t downplay it even if it was going to happen. You stood up for me, but I have been clear on my desire for you. But your outfit today is mostly for my amusement, and it will deflect from other questions today, or at least many questions about other things, hopefully.”
“So, you are not setting me up to serve someone or something else?”
“Not at the moment, but we can make it happen if you desire. Starting with serving Dolly, me, and Nix, if she wishes to join in, after dinner here in the suite. I'll even put you in your doll box in the closet and you can watch the three of us be intimate with each other before we sleep in the bed you will never get to share with me,” Emma could see the smirk on the former brothel maid’s face in the reflection of the mirror.
She also caught Nix blushing off to the side of Ophelia, likely from the recent comments.
It seemed her hair was finished when she was told to go release Dolly from her predicament and then practice her curtsy with Dolly. It was relayed to her that her reprimand for failure to line up her seams on her stockings properly again would come later with any other transgressions. Ophelia taunted her further that she was going to have her private conversation with Nix with another smirk on her face.
Emma wasn’t sure if she should be embarrassed or thankful to be trained by a latex doll whose mind mostly functioned by coded instructions and limited thoughts and memories. Dolly was taller than Emma whether they were both barefoot or in high heels which they both were wearing. The fake balloon breasts were ridiculous yet fit what she was supposed to look like. It was a true shame what happened to her and Emma had no desire to share a similar fate.
The other two women finally joined them.
“She was correct. You need lots of training in just the art of curtsy. Maybe after a few million more attempts, you will start to understand the basic concepts of performing one like a proper servant. That will have to wait as we have places to be.”
Emma knew who she was talking about. Her role-play two nights ago left her as the maid to Princess Ophelia’s former owner for the first part of it. Emma endured a training session of sorts with the now former brothel owner. Then again, she had turned that woman into her first worshiper on the first night on the cruise. She wasn’t sure if Unworthy would be there this afternoon.
As Emma’s focus was on the two of them, she got a better chance to look them over.
Ophelia was in a cream-colored business suit once again, which included slacks instead of a skirt. She was likely emphasizing her statement from the other day that she was the one who wore the pants in the relationship.
Nix was dressed similarly to when she first met her even if it wasn’t the exact same outfit. It was another purple latex dress, but not the same shade of plum as her original. Her breasts squeezed through the holes in the dress and her pierced nipples were chained to her steel collar like the first time they met. Purple, instead of pink, latex stockings and gloves with similar colored platform heels finish her attire.
Emma watched as Princess gathered two leashes as she spoke, “I was tempted to use the new anchor point under the tip of your tongue, but Nix doesn’t have one like you. But both of you have septum rings, so we will stick with the normal. I'm looking forward to feeling your new jewelry as you pleasure me at some point.”
The walk to the area for the Q and A was pretty typical. Plenty of people waiting to talk, ask questions, some trying to get time with Emma or one of the others, and even a few propositions to be her full time Dom(me) or submissive. One even proposed marriage. It utterly blew her mind at the rational of some people. Many were hoping for pictures and autographs, but thankfully Princess kept them going or they would have never made it in time.
It was only the three of them that sat on the panel. Princess and Nix sat on each side of her, leaving her in the middle and center of attention. It didn’t help that Princess had her stand in front of the tables on stage and practice her curtsy in front of everyone until the event actually started.
A brief introduction from each of them before the moderator started taking questions. There was a bit of nervousness within Emma despite doing other public appearances so far. While she didn’t have anything to hide, she had no idea what types of questions would be coming. She would likely be in a worse state with full anxiety if she hadn't been through so much over the course of a few days. She was also not alone up there, and Nix’s hand clenched hers signaling her own nervousness or stress of the situation. If Princess was nervous, she hid it well behind her trademark smile.
“Can I get a date with you or go up and worship your feet?” The first guest asked.
“No,” instinctively answered. “Look. We are not here to set up dates or do any active participation. There are too many offers and not enough time to deal with them especially for this. As far as doing things on stage with me, once again, that isn’t this event. There will be at least one towards the end of the cruise and possibly other times to interact with me. Some got to do so earlier with the dunk tank. Depending on my plans tonight, there may be another opportunity. But that isn’t now. I will let you ask another question now that I have made it clear what not to ask.”
It was only the first question, and she knew it would be a long day. At least the questions hit many expected topics.
This included ‘are you rich’, in which she responded, “In most standards, that answer is no. I'm assuming you mean financially. My studio apartment and my source of income comes from being a secretary should hint at that. It took me years to save up enough to afford this trip. So, I can honestly say I am not rich.”
The question was followed up with her wardrobe so far.
“Well, I have worn bits and pieces of what I brought, but what I wear rarely has been my choice since I met a certain maid though she isn't the only one making those decisions. I have no idea where the other stuff is coming from though I expect from the various stores aboard the ship. I don’t even know if I will get to keep the items I have worn when the cruise is over.”
That led to the question about her maid uniform. Emma was thankful to buck that question towards Princess. There were multiple questions about Emma in the uniform, being a maid, and if she would be cleaning more rooms for guests.
Princess finished her response, “Emma doesn’t have any current plans for further maid duties. It will be one of many options she will likely look at as her trip continues. She is a guest, like many of you, living out her fantasies. If there is something maid related open to the public, you can find out like most of the opportunities. We tend to announce it soon after we know.”
That led to Princess answering her status as she wasn’t dressed as a maid like she had been. She gracefully skirted around much of it and left it that she was offered a different position to start immediately. It also led to further questions about many things including her change in name, what she does now, her relationship status, and a number of other things.
Emma was happy for the break and the attention towards someone else. That gave Emma a moment to look over to her other side at the quiet Nix. No one had asked her anything yet, but Emma would find a way to get her involved if it didn’t happen naturally. Emma knew she was still nervous, but the woman wanted Emma to make her pay for her earlier behavior. It probably wasn’t what she expected, but she would get a taste of what Emma was dealing with since that first night after they met during Emma’s boarding intake.
As things wound down for Princess, a pause in the questions as the video of her first public adventure was replayed. She had seen it later that night after dinner but was also slightly distracted at the time. She had been hooded to hide her identity, but that didn’t work out well as people mostly figured it out by the next day or soon after. It was the event that changed everything publicly. Most of the attention she now received from most people was a result of her performance. It opened doors she hadn't expected. It made her wonder if she would have had the opportunity to meet her that night, if at all, if her choices were different.
Fire. Whether it was her hair or dress that looked like a flame or the feelings that stirred inside Emma’s chest and loins. She was truly the moth attracted to the flame. That feeling hadn't faded even when she wasn’t around. In many ways it made Emma want her more, though that felt selfish. It had been just under a week, and she had experienced quite a bit with her. It was often intimate, but not in a sexual way. She hadn't even seen the woman naked, though she had teased her with numerous outfits of what was underneath.
Spandex. Her first exercise session in the prison was memorable for a number of reasons, including how it ended. She liked to focus on the private show she and Officer Graves ended up getting. Emma was hooked and drawn in despite being physically unable to do more than watch as she ran while bound, feeding her masochist desires. Her performance for Emma left everything to the imagination. She got to see another glimpse of the woman along with the tease that was directed solely at her. It was another in a growing list of reasons to be infatuated and desiring her in Emma’s mind.
Mary. She opened up about herself, offering a bit of vulnerability to Princess and Emma. It was special and gave Emma even more hope. A gift she didn't feel she deserved no matter how much she desired it. Hopefully she wouldn’t screw it up as she nearly did already.
She knew her tunnel vision was an issue. There were plenty of people desiring her attention since she arrived. Far more than she ever expected or knew what to do with. Even the former maid next to her was openly honest with her desire for Emma. She was definitely more open minded than most. She was definitely another one for Emma to consider even ignoring that she owned the key to Emma’s chastity belt. She was also Emma’s direct rival to Miss Keys’ attention and potential for a relationship. Emma couldn’t fault her and there was still time to see how things unfolded. It would go quickly, but she didn’t imagine much of what transpired so far would have been an option either.
The video wound down of ‘The Maid and the Unicorn’ as it was meant to be the focus of this first Q and A. The next questions were to focus on that event. This was simpler for Emma in ways as she was responding to how she felt at the time and her feelings about it now. Other than the question about her chastity key being truly destroyed, it was less of a hassle. It also helped that the other two on stage with her got ample questions towards them.
Things were winding down as Nix was giving information about Master Robert and various opportunities. There were still questions people wanted to ask, but that would likely never end as the moderator tried to steer them to the finish.
Emma was given the opportunity to get in her final comments, “I am sure there are more questions, and I believe there will be another opportunity later during the cruise. There might be an opportunity later tonight at…”
“Couldn’t we have worn something more?”
“We literally walked around naked this morning. I told you we would wear these later,” Emma replied. She was just as uncomfortable as Nix as they closed in on the club. Her unicorn-colored monokini covered basically nothing. The little straps covering her breasts didn’t even cover her areola fully. Her chastity belt was the only bit of modesty as the lower part as the straps combining, offered little in the way of real coverage.
Nix’s suit was equally similar in lack of coverage. It was a more traditional two piece, but it was more strings than substance. What bits of fabric there was, covered Nix’s chest about as much as Emma, maybe less. Her nipple piercings nearly were bursting through the thin fabric. It wouldn’t be surprising if one wrong move exposed one or both nipples.
Nix’s hands reached up under each breast, cupping and slowly pushing up as she spoke, “It feels weird. I can feel the weight of them slightly increase as they slowly fill. I don’t know how to feel about it.”
They had both been injected with the lactation drug before heading here.
“It still feels odd to me, and I have been doing this for days now. I just don’t think about it much and the payoff tomorrow will be interesting for you,” Emma responded.
“I don’t want to be used by other people,” Nix nearly shouted out, clearly uncomfortable.
Emma grabbed the purple-haired woman and spun her towards her. Looking her in the face, she spoke, “I'm not making you do anything you don't want to do. But you will be watching me as we are both milked. I assure you; no one will be allowed to touch you. There will be people around to make sure everyone including you is safe. Plus, didn’t you tell me that you were an adventurous, naughty girl before you met Master Robert?” Nix nodded and Emma added, “And you felt you could be that way around me once again?” Another nod. “I am not going to put you in a position where you feel you did something wrong to hurt him. Others won’t be allowed to do anything to you without your consent. But you asked me to push and punish your naughty moments. I want us both to have fun. I know I can get a little extreme, but that is usually for having things done to me. So, if it is too much, including now, then tell me and we will stop and do something else.”
“It’s… it’s not that. I just get nervous and freak out a bit. Plus, I fear upsetting him by doing something bad.”
Emma pulled Nix into a hug.
“I know that feeling well. Well maybe not towards your Master. But I have at least one that I am scared of disappointing, and we don’t even have that same type of relationship, yet. I'm just trying to have a good time with you. I would like us to be friends, so I need you to let me know things. I don’t have many friends despite what all the crazy infatuation aboard this ship insinuates, especially in my normal life. If you want to do something else, including more privacy included, we can.”
Nix’s head was between Emma’s breasts as she shook her head no. Emma’s monokini shifted and her nipples were definitely exposed with the rest of her breasts. The little troublemaker probably did it on purpose in Emma’s mind, but everyone who has wanted to have seen her breasts multiple times. She definitely would be going back to her other outfits after this, if she was given the choice. The monokini looked sexy, but this was outside her normal as well and she was trying to adjust to its fit.
After entering the club, they were taken to the owner. He was finishing putting a woman into something Emma was very familiar with since the first night she visited the club. He turned to greet them, “Ah, two more lovely cumdumpsters for the evening. How wonderful.”
Emma was quick to retort, “You wish.”
“I wish for a great many things, and one has come true. The sassy Emma graces us and she has brought with her…,” he looked over Nix and nodded with a smile. “Another surprise. The lovely Nix.” He took the back of her hand and kissed it. Speaking to Nix, Zell said, “I don’t think you have come here without your Master and even then, it is rare.”
“I'm hanging out with the Unicorn Goddess, helping her find trouble and she took us straight to him.”
Master Zell hand shot to his heart like he had been wounded as he responded, “I am nothing but a gentleman, a troublesome gentleman. So how may I help the both of you tonight?”
Emma explained what she was looking for and the smile on Zell's face at the end, “Will she be joining in the end?”
“No. My little cuckquean will be watching for that part,” Emma answered, getting a gasp from Nix.
A bit more banter followed before the two of them found themselves suspended in a cage overlooking much of the club. Those on the second floor probably had a better look at them than those on the first floor. The cage was big enough and designed for what the two of them were doing.
The music felt louder, then again, they were likely closer to the speakers. The two of them were constantly moving and communication was verbally difficult.
At times their bodies entwined as they put on a show. While many were watching them and they knew it, this was for each other. They were not intimate with each other, but they were freely enjoying themselves.
Nix hands gripped the bars as she faced out slightly bent over and twerking her ass with her chastity belt on full display. It was an easy opening as Emma's hand smacked the lovely rump. The moan from Nix was lost in the loud music. Nix’s inner thighs glistened in the light. Emma’s thighs probably did as well as the two chaste women were clearly horny.
This eventually led to Nix on her knees inside the cage. Emma shuddered as the pleasure was almost too much. She felt Nix’s tongue track the trickles of Emma’s juices where they made their way down Emma’s legs. Thankfully Emma could hold on to the bars to help brace herself as her legs were like Jello at times. Oh, she wanted that orgasm so bad. Now was not the time and she eventually switched positions with Nix to return the favor.
Torment. Sweet pleasurable torment for two denied women.
They kept up the fun with their cage dancing until they were released when the next portion of their evening was ready. The crowd had continually increased and likely would as the night went on as usual. There was plenty of interest from others to join in on their fun. Luckily for one or two of them, they would get the experience.
“Why do I get to be the judge?” Nix asked.
“You have continually told me no and didn’t want to participate with others either. So, you get to watch. I am giving you the chance to pick who you will watch Zell and I be with tonight.”
“I could just pick the most unflattering one.”
“True. Like every other decision though, there will be consequences. Whether they are positive or not remains to be seen.”
“Anyone, type, or something I should aim for?”
“Nope, this is fully your decision.”
As per usual with Emma, this spectacle was attracting plenty of attention. A number of the club goers were watching on both levels. No doubt cameras were rolling to film it like everything else with people watching it from their rooms. A few of the public TVs would no doubt play it as well.
Emma slipped out of her heels and stepped into the kiddie pool. The contents were slightly cool to the touch as her foot sunk in to be encased in the slimy contents. She felt weirded out at the feeling as it slithered between her toes.
There hadn’t been specifics in the brief talk about this. She had expected something along the line of mud or oil. She should have known better. It looked and felt like cum, no doubt she would likely get to smell and taste it before things were over. It was going to be messy no matter what was chosen.
Nix was interacting with the group to see which ones would face Emma if they wanted to before one was chosen for later in the evening.
Emma finished getting into the pool, at least she was wearing a bathing suit for it, if you call what she had been wearing one. It was no longer going to be clean or have that new look, she expected.
The contents of the pool went up above her ankles. As she saw one person heading her way now, she slowly sank to her knees. Soon her lower legs were covered, but for safety reasons they wouldn't be standing.
Emma looked on as she waited in the pool at the person heading her way. Dark skin with a yellowish Mohawk on top of their head. Gold eyeshadow and lipstick adorned their face. Two large bimbo-sized breasts jiggled as they walked. Their muscles bulged over the rest of their body. The other hard to ignore feature was the large slab of meat not so subtly hiding inside their bikini bottoms. Well, that was a lie as half of it was sticking out over the top.
Emma couldn’t help but feel this wasn’t going to end well for her. Emma wasn’t small nor dainty, but she didn’t have the muscular mass of what was likely her first of many opponents.
“Yep. This is going to get real messy quick. Hopefully I don’t end up eating too much of this stuff. I already had my fill with dinner like usual,” she thought as her opponent removed their heels before entering.
“Which part are you most interested in?” a voice came in a much higher pitch than expected.
“Huh?” Emma responded as she was thrown off momentarily.
“You have been staring at me, checking me out the whole way. So, what has caught your attention the most?”
Emma couldn’t help but blush before responding, “I guess there is plenty, but I was focused on your muscles. Considering what is about to happen, I don’t like my chances.”
Her opponent entered the pool with a smile saying, “We will see. This isn’t the most stable environment so anything could happen.”
Introductions were soon given to the crowd after everyone was welcomed. Those who came for the chance to be with Emma later had front row seats with some waiting their turn. The spotlight is on the pool as this section of the club darkened. Emma had agreed to this and planned to have as much fun as she could.
When the cum-wrestling match started, Emma moved forward on her knees. Wading through the white liquid was less help than she could hope for. Moments later, much to her chagrin, she found herself face first at the bottom of the shallow pool. Her opponent, on top of her, holding her down. She didn’t even remember how she got there. Her eyes were shut, and she struggled to hold her breath. She couldn’t gain any leverage with how slick things were. She quickly found herself tapping while thoroughly embarrassed.
Her head shot up on release, gasping for air. With her mouth wide open, some of the cum leaked into her mouth. She started choking as she swallowed some. As her fit ended, she felt lips touching hers. She couldn’t open her eyes yet, but a tongue entered her mouth.
Emma was a bit flustered, but the kiss broke and the high-pitched voice of her opponent asked, “Are you okay?”
“More embarrassed than anything and I can't open my eyes.”
Emma soon had her eyes wiped with a towel and a brief discussion with her conqueror.
“Even if I am not the chosen one tonight, I am down with you taking my ass whenever you want. I'll gladly return the favor if you desire that as,” the victor said as they prepared to leave.
Emma blushed and looked down at the cum covered cock. She had been fucked by bigger on this trip, but her ass was going to be used tonight and tomorrow. It was best not to get any more ideas that would make things more difficult and uncomfortable, masochist or not. Not only that, but she had more opponents to face.
It turned out to be a mixed bag. She lost a handful more times but picked up a number of her victories. She had even decimated a petite cumslut, who slurped up plenty of the cum including licking it off of Emma.
While fun, the wrestling was tiring, and she really desired a shower. Being covered in cum was an experience. Trying to clean everything under her chastity belt was a nightmare.
She had been alone as she cleaned herself until Nix entered.
“Did you need any help?” She asked Emma.
“Next time you will be the one covered in cum. I want to watch you get it out from under the belt.”
“I really enjoyed when you were face down in the cum pool, covered in and breathing the addicting white liquid cocktail. Even during dinner with all you ate for dessert, you still didn’t get enough and had to have more,” Nix teased.
Emma stood over Nix on the bed they would be used for the next activity. Nix’s wrists and ankles were bound to a metal contraption with her wrists filled in the holes between the outer ones her ankles were also filling. With it closed, Nix was helpless, currently scrunched up on her back. Emma was threading a chain through a hole in the metal stocks. One end was attached to one of Nix’s nipple piercings and the other end soon matched the other nipple piercings. This left Nix in an uncomfortable turtled state. If she tried to stretch out at all, she would pull on those sexy piercings, increasing her discomfort further.
“I would ask if you are comfortable, but you are being punished as desired. Any last words before I gag you and you serve your place as my cuckquean?” Emma asked.
“You don’t have to be such a bitch, Emma. Let me go.”
“That wasn’t your safe word and I'm clearly going too easy on my naughty troublemaker. But you forget, this is just the beginning as I have days to inflict vile torment on you as punishment, including for tasting me before I fucked your tight sexy back hole.”
Nix’s eyes went wide, but Emma caught a little bit of mischief in them.
Emma grabbed the metal stock lifting it closer towards Nix’s heads, forcing her body to bend more. Emma shortened the length of the chain to her nipple piercings, leaving Nix folded up further. With Nix’s ass more exposed in her current position, Emma swatted it. Nix jerked and shrieked after tugging on her own nipples.
“You better not forget to refer to me as Goddess unless you want more,” Emma stated as she towered over Nix with a gag in hand.
After gagging Nix, Emma flipped her over so she would have been face down if her head wasn’t propped up.
“Enjoy your up close and personal show, my cuckquean. It's time I fucked Zell's ass,” Emma said with a smirk.
“That isn’t what we agreed to. Plus, you have your other guest for that,” the aforementioned Master Zell responded.
“We'll see.”