Bride at sea - chapter 6

The door opened and Alison returned still naked under her lab coat, carrying a glass of water.

“Where am I? What are you doing?” Cat shouted part in fury part in fear.

“You are being express-conditioned sweetheart, don’t try to fight it.” Her captor replied placing the glass on a small table just out of reach.

“What do you mean?”

“For the last two hours, you have been absorbing the beauty of girl love.” The redhead smiled wickedly.

“I’m not into girls I like b..” She couldn’t finish the sentence.

“You like what?” her tormentor laughed at Cat’s helplessness.

“Bo…” Again, she couldn’t finish. “What have you done to me?”

“How do you feel about girls?”

“I want…. No, I don’t I like bo…” The frustrated girl stopped herself and looked pleadingly at the woman naked but for an unfastened lab coat.

“That’s a lot of unfinished sentences kitty cat,” she toyed with the girl.

“You have to stop, please.”

“Drink this it’s only water.” Her captor sipped some herself to show it was safe. “You need to stay hydrated.”

She held the cup to the young girl’s mouth, who drank it greedily.

“Just enjoy the show it’s much easier.”

“I won’t.”

“You have started changing already.” Alison bent and blew onto the chained girl's breast seeing a nipple harden under the bikini top. “See.”

“Urgh.” Cat groaned in disgust but also fear, when a flash of lust flowed through her breast.

“I will be back in an hour enjoy the show.” Alison took the glass and left the room.

Cat groaned in misery and lust. If she closed her eyes the messages seemed louder, if she looked, she found the pictures starting to look sexy. She tried the chains again, but the only result was pressing her hands against her pussy, which caused another flush of heat to spread through her.

“Help me, Claire.” She moaned as photos of girls loving girls continued to show on the screens.

Alison sat at a console in the next room. She searched through the tens of thousands of files for her favorite images and loaded them into the schedule, innocent carefree photos downloaded from Cat’s media presence were merged into the hardcore lesbian clips creating a new moral compass in the captured girl's mind.

She pressed down on the microphone button.

“Kitty cat loves Alison.””

You want to kiss Alison’s tits”.

She took her finger off the button.

This message would now loop endlessly until it was replaced.

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Sarah watched the bound girl on one screen, her sister performing oral on another. As the two events unfolded simultaneously Magarit knelt between her legs, her head hidden inside the silver robe as she pleasured her mistress. Sarah clutched the desk as the next orgasm slowly built, pausing to tap a button on the console.

“Rose, go and join Elsa with the newcomer, she needs to learn to receive and give at the same time, I want her corrupted while I come.”

Claire was in heaven as she tasted the sweet nectar flowing into her mouth, she could drink this all night, the scent of Elsa invaded her mind and latched onto her senses, this is what she craved, girl flesh.  She slid her hands up and over her lover’s firm buttocks her tongue flicking around the Swede's engorged clit, Claire felt pride among her lust that she could cause this clitoral erection feeling Elsa’s puffy vagina lips brushing against her mouth. She felt soft hands on her legs gently coaxing them apart, spreading them willingly. Kisses on her thigh then a mouth pressing against her walled barrier, a tongue forcing inside, as the intruder explored her wet gash, Claire desperately trying to grind herself against the invader even as she plunged her tongue deep into her Swedish lover.

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Trudy stood outside the hotel room door and ran her hand through her hair and licked her lips, most of the girls couldn’t stand to be near a man, but she had no problem with cock, if it was on her terms and today was going to be fun. She tapped gently on the door and waited for Matthew to answer.

She knew that the injection had rendered him infertile, and he would not be able to have an erection for three to five days after the jab, although he would eventually be able to get hard and produce semen, there would just be no sperm in it. They had been killed off by Sarah’s viral formula and now her job was to ram home his erectile dysfunction and guide him as outlined by Sarah away from Claire and into believing that the problem was of his own psychological or emotional making. She was going to enjoy destroying him. He had been on his own 3 days and while he would remain erect-free for the next few days if untreated, she had a little bag of tricks supplied by Sarah to torment him over the coming days.

Matthew woke groggily with another hangover, he had spent yesterday down at the port and then returned to his room with a bottle of spirits, the night passing in a blur. He opened the door to see a young woman in her early 20s, she was slim with French roast brown hair cut in a short bob style. She wore a dark brown basque, skirt, and a long matching leather coat.

“Hello, my name is Trudy, Sarah asked me to check in on you. We are all sorry to hear that you have split up and obviously, until Claire returns to sort things out you will be worried, so I have called over to see how you are doing.” She displayed her most innocent virginal expression that got many men in a state that destroyed their marriages.

“Thank you for calling Trudy, that’s very good of Sarah, I am not so good at the moment, things have gone downhill recently but I can manage another day, she is due back tomorrow.”

He looked tired and weary, and Trudy had to suppress a smile.

“Oh, so Claire hasn’t been in touch at all?”

“No, she gave me her phone and her family has cut off contact with me so I am in the dark, at least I can get answers tomorrow.”

“Claire hasn’t told you, she decided to stay onboard another five days, the ship will not return until that time.”

She watched Matthew deflate like a little lost boy, he looked so shattered she felt her panties dampen.

“I didn’t know, I don’t know what to do, I have taken time off work, but I can’t indefinitely.”

She gave him a trusting smile even as she plotted his torment.

“Well first let me come in and order room service then I can help you work out what to do.”

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Claire lay in Elsa’s arms, and they kissed between talking. Rose lay on the bed slowly caressing Claire’s leg. Claire had orgasmed several times, she felt sleepy, relaxed, and in a state of bliss as the release of endorphins gave her an enhanced satisfaction and feeling of bonding in the afterglow.

“I didn’t know you had a sister tell me about her,” asked Elsa gently she ran her hand through Claire’s hair in a soothing manner.

“She wants to study to be a doctor after finishing school.” She spoke quietly, sleepily.

Elsa rewarded the information with a kiss and Rose slid her hand slowly up her leg, together they were rewarding the sharing of information with intimacy.

“How noble, what does she look like my darling?” another gentle kiss on her earlobe as she whispered the question.

“She is oooh, five foot five inches tall and has long blonnnde hair.” Claire couldn’t help moaning as she spoke as Elsa slowly caressed her breasts, pinching her nipples.

“Tell me more my darling, is she pretty?” she waited for an answer and tugged on the nipple.

“Yessss she is beautiful.” Elsa kissed her neck as Rose’s hand continued caressing her leg.

“Tell me more what her breasts look like my darling?”

“They are petite, oooh.” Rose rewarded her with a finger over her swollen cunt lips.

“Mmmm she sounds wonderful my darling, does she have long legs? I don’t know her tell me everything my love.”

“Yessss, she has long slim legs.” This was rewarded with another gentle kiss on her ear and a stroke over her pussy

“What is her body like my darling?” as she cupped a firm breast.

“Slim booody.” Rose dipped her finger in and Claire squoze her tight lips around the digit.

“She sounds so lovely,” Elsa whispered and licked the edge of her ear. “She must have looked ravishing as your bridesmaid?”

“She was lovvvvely yes.” Two fingers slowly worked in and out of her pussy and she squoze her muscles tight to trap them.

“Did it make her look older? Sexier? Tell me my darling.”

“Yesss, it oooh did.”

“What made her look so good?” she nodded to Rose who started to time her fingering to Elsa’s caress of the needy girl's breast.

“Dress showed her figure looked sooo beautiful.”

“Did she my darling, Tell me everything, tell me how beautiful she looked.”

Claire continued to talk as the girls slowly primed her body, working her as she synched the memory of her sister to her lust.

“Wakey-wakey sleepy.” Alison bent down in front of her victim who had passed out.

Hard nipples sprouted against her bikini top, the smell of girl cum filled the air, and the wet ruffled bikini bottoms were evidence of the restrained girl’s activity.

Cat opened her eyes and looked with lust towards Alison.

“I think you’re doing well, drink this.”

She again drained the water offered.

Alison leaned forward and guided her breast to the bound girl, who opened her mouth and accepted the tit, swirling her tongue around and sucking on the nipple.

“Mmmmm good girl you're accepting, but I have to break that mind kitty, Sarah wants a love slave and for that, you need to give yourself totally, one more hour but this time don’t worry you know some of the pics.”

The images started again, girls pleasuring girls, girls pleasuring Claire, Claire pleasuring Elena, Elsa, and Rose.

“Urgh mmmm,” Cat moaned as her fingers pressed into her pussy.

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Trudy sat on the bed while Matthew was perched on the only chair, they had just finished some sandwiches and drank a glass of wine, put on Sarah’s expense bill.

“I hope you don’t mind me being personal, but Claire said the two of you were having intimacy problems, in her words you couldn’t get it up, sorry for being crude.” She enjoyed his discomfort and embarrassment.

“It has never happened before we were always so active.” He said in an apologetic tone.

‘I bet you were, randy sod’ she thought, ‘well you aren’t now.’

“Claire thinks you are no longer attracted to her, maybe not attracted to women in general, she asked me to ask you if you were hiding the fact that you were gay?”

“No not at all, I have never felt that way, I just can’t explain it.”

“There would be nothing wrong if you were, Claire is just frustrated that in her words on a boat full of beautiful women you couldn’t get a twitch.” Trudy loved firing the little barbs at him, watching his face go red with embarrassment.

“I can’t explain it, I will have to go and see a doctor, I love her very much and I know we will sort it out.”

‘No, you won’t’ she thought, ‘You’re not laying a finger on her delectable body.’

“That is a positive mentality to have. I am trained in marital relations, and your wife thought I could help. If you are willing to be helped, we can put Claire’s mind at rest.”

“Of course, anything, I am desperate.” He sounded desperate.

“Good well why don’t I pour us another glass of wine while you freshen up after last night and we can make some progress.”

As soon as Matthew went into the bathroom, Trudy opened her bag and took out a spray and a droplet dispenser, which she squirted a small dark liquid into the red wine and then swirled the glass to mix it in.

‘Honey you won’t know whether you’re coming or going.’ She toasted herself with the unadulterated glass.