Standing in for Dad Ch. 65

Karma is a real bitch

"Major Craigg, this is the General's secretary. General Tillman would like to see you and your security guard in his office."

"Yes, Ma'am. When should I be there?"

"I would say, fifteen minutes ago."

"We are on our way."

Maxis chuckled, "Well that didn't take long."

Five minutes later we walked into the front office of the base commander to see a Sergeant under arms from base security and the Lieutenant at the desk who waived us on through with a warning, "Stormy weather, Sirs."

Jake nodded. "Thanks for the heads up, Lieutenant."

We walked in to find our smart ass, nose swollen, and uniform still bloody asshat sitting with his back to the wall across the room, a stern-faced JAG officer standing next to him. We stood before the desk and reported.

"Major Craigg! Care to give me your side of the story? The Major here is filing battery charges against your bodyguard. I'll have you know, such things are not going to be tolerated on my base!"

I handed 15 separate and signed witness notes to the General, "Sir, I believe these witnesses will easily refute whatever the Major is alleging. Fact is, he forcefully put his hands on Maxis to push him out of his way, and, after a warning, he tried a second time. "

"Maxis, in self-defense, disabled the Major and released him after an apology. If charges are appropriate, the Major," I pointed to the smart ass, "is the one who should be charged."

General Tillman looked at Maxis, "We both know he couldn't have hurt you. Why this?" Tillman asked as he pointed to his handiwork.

"General, I am and was introduced as Major Craigg's security detail. I was verbally and physically challenged by the Major there. To be effective at my job, there was no way I could just stand there and do nothing. That would have made my job a hell of a lot more difficult in the future."

"When the Major made a second attempt to push me, I pulled him off balance and lifted him up off the floor. I did release him on the way up and it was unfortunate he landed face first on the floor. But frankly, he is lucky I didn't take it personally."

"And you think these witness statements make it all okay?" The JAG officer asked.

"Actually, I have the classroom surveillance video as well as my body cam video to back up those statements, Sir. If you will turn on your monitor on your computer I will play them for you side-by-side."

Tillman turned on his computer and even before he could put in his password, Maxis was streaming the videos on his screen with sound. "How the hell are you doing that!" He asked as he listened and watched the videos.

Tillman chuckled menacingly before hitting the intercom function on his phone, "Lieutenant, have base security come in."

When he entered, under arms, General Tillman pointed to the Major in his chair, "Major, you are hereby charged with conduct unbecoming and two counts of battery against an embassy staff member. Sergeant, place him in custody, take him to the hospital to have his nose set, and lock him in the Brig."

The JAG officer asked, "Who will be filing the charges, Sir?"

The General responded, "I am. His actions will not be tolerated on this base. Major Craigg, Mr. Maxis, I wish to extend my apologies for the Major's actions today."

The smart ass Major resisted arrest but the Sergeant was expecting it and swiftly had him under control as they left the office with the JAG officer in tow.

After the door closed, Tillman smiled and looked at Maxis, "I am in your debt, Maxis. That Major has been a pain in my ass since day one. Dumb ass thinks he is the General stationed in the Pentagon instead of his father. This will be all I need to get him kicked out of school, off my base, and out of my hair."

Maxis smiled, "In all honesty, Sir, I took the time to review all his interactions and your notes on your computer about him during the class lecture during my security scan of the room for possible threats. I determined with an 87.46 percent probability you would appreciate me taking him down a notch should the opportunity arise."

"No shit. How the hell do you have access to my secured digital files?"

"I am sorry, General, but that is need-to-know."

"Maxis, those were my personal notes on my secured computer. I need to know."

"I am very sorry to have to disagree with you General. I am sure if you take it up with your superiors you will find they are in full agreement."

Tillman leaned back in his chair for a moment. "Both of you stay available should I need to discuss this further. You are dismissed."

As soon as they were out the door, Tillman was on the phone to SECDEF.

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"So, you are telling me he has compromised the secured base systems and is doing unauthorized background checks of everyone who comes in contact with Major Craigg in real time?"

"Yes Sir. That is exactly what I am telling you. And when he was physically confronted, he defended himself but did not overreach. He went to the edge, but he did hold the line with an appropriate response."

"Did you get a copy of the videos?"

Tillman looked at his home screen and noted the video file, opened it, and saw both videos running side-by-side, "Yes Sir, I have them."

"Send them to me, please. Oh, and General?"

"Yes Sir?"

"Prosecute the asshole. From what I can see, he has been a pain in the ass of every officer who has had him under their command."

"With pleasure, Sir."

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Charley and his team were decked out as if on mission for the war game. The objective was to move unseen and capture the flag in the center of the now abandoned camp. They started at the edge of the property opposite the cave.

Their opponents did not know their attack vector so Charley was confident his boys, a hand-picked, highly trained crew of the best of the best, would easily defeat two of the city slicker security dudes who literally just got off the bus.

The squad was in full battle dress with paint, paintball guns, and Gillie suits which they had adapted to the local fauna. The squad moved into the tree line and disappeared into the forest.

They moved like shadows, in no rush. The object was to win, not race to the finish. After the fifth hour Charley called a halt for a 5-minute rest. Contrary to the movies, a stealthy jungle creep was not a cake walk. Every step was calculated and performed with precision to create no sound to give away their position, every movement orchestrated with the intent to blend in with the natural movements of their environment.

After their rest, they scattered and moved out again, walking through the forest like ghosts.

The two bots adjusted their adaptive camo skins so they were invisible, as if they had the Spec-Opps invisibility ponchos on and silently slithered away into the woods. They quickly scanned their surroundings, listening for holes in the music of the forest with their highly augmented hearing.

*Something bearing 13 degrees true, 50 yards out. Let's flank and investigate.*

Ten minutes later the two bots had found the blue team and watched from each side as the spread-out group inched right past them. When the last two had passed, each bot reached out and pinched a paint ball right in front of their faces before grabbing them, so they didn't fall and alert the rest of the team.

The two soldiers were pissed, as in fry an egg on their heads pissed. But, in the spirit of the exercise and as disciplined as they were, they didn't alert as they were silently laid down in the brush. When the rest of the team was out of sight they quietly got together and one asked, "Did you ever see them?"

"Nope. Didn't hear them, either."

The first one then sighed and whispered, "Well, we might as well follow well behind and pick up the rest of the team as they are taken out."

The two bots were really enjoying taking out this crack team of special operations boys two at a time. Silent kills each, repeated another two times until only the Lieutenant was left. The bots took the Gillie suits of last two and took up their positions flanking the Lieutenant for the last hour until they reached the perimeter of the encampment.

Charley called the two standing next to him closer and signed that one two-man group was to move in alongside the mountain, the second group of two were to move up next to the access road, and the three of them would take the center. The two bots, figuring out real time what his hand signals meant, moved slightly to either side and repeated the hand gestures as if the rest of the team was still there, keeping up the illusion, and then joined Charley as they carefully wound their way past all the camp perimeter traps.

Charley new his team and knew the other two sets of men in his squad were working through the sides of the camp as his team worked their way through the center until the flag was in sight, just 50 feet away from their location. He could not shake the feeling they were being watched, though. Something wasn't right so he had the team wait while his senses scanned the area for anything amiss.

Finally, Charley gave hand gestures telling one of the men to go get the flag while the other two of them gave cover. The bot nodded, smiled to himself, making sure his Gillie suit hid his face. He looked left and right, then ran to the flag, grabbed it, and returned without incident.

Having won the game, Charley stood and walked over to the command pavilion and walked into the door with a big smile on his face. His two comrades following close behind.

When his eyes adjusted, he saw his team seated with the Major, around the table in the center, all with paintball coloring on their faces. It took a second for his mind to connect all the dots. "Fuck!" He turned around, "How fucking long have you two been ghosting my ass!?"

The two bots took off their suits, having changed their adaptive skins to simulate clothing, and while returning the suites to their original owners, replied, "About an hour and a half, give or take a few." He knew the exact amount of time to the second but figured it might come across a bit pompous.

Charley looked to his team, "Did any of you see, hear, or hell, sense them?"

All of them shook their heads no. Charley then looked at the two bots and asked, "How?"

The two bots then adjusted their skins again and disappeared right in front of him, "Our skins are actually an adaptive camouflage material that can simulate clothing or bend light." They re-appeared and every jaw in the pavilion hit the floor.

The Lieutenant looked at the two and sputtered, "Y, you aren't human!?"

The appointed leader of the bot security detail laughed and said, "Okay fellas, show yourselves." Immediately, seven other bots adjusted their skins from invisible to skin tones and jungle camouflage clothing, startling the hell out of everyone there.

"To answer your question, Lieutenant: we are actually aliens working for Ambassador Walker."

Charley didn't know if he was joking or not, but he heard the Major laugh over his shoulder. "Lieutenant, they are military grade robots."

Charley raised an eyebrow, and the corners of his mouth twitched in the beginnings of a smile, "Well, you kicked our asses. How did you find us? And: Can I get a couple of you in my squad?"

"We have adjustable sensitivity hearing, and we listened for a quiet spot in the forest. When we found one, we vectored in ahead of you and let you pass by, taking out the ones in the back until we got to you. And Lieutenant, that is strictly up to our commanders. Thing is, our loyalty is first to the family and that might present a problem for you in the field."

"And being bots, evidently my spider sense didn't kick off."

Charley looked to the Major, "Sir, these boys are as good or better than we are. This place will be in good hands."

Major Tillman chuckled, "Yeah, and I have to file a fucking report directly to SECDEF about how my crack team of commando insurgents was taken out by just two of them without firing a shot or raising an alarm."

0o0

It had been two days since the assassin was dispatched and HayB, Penny, Sue, Xi, DC, dad, a squad of SEALs, and I infiltrated the office tower where the mining company resided. We all had on our stealth gear and slipped past open doors as others came and went so as not to raise an alarm over doors opening for no reason.

It took us a while to get into the only elevator that went up to the top floor. HayB overrode the keyed floor access for us. It took us two trips to get everyone up.

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Two security guards at the entrance to the main conference room heard the ding and saw the doors open to the elevators. When no one came out they both went on high alert and made their XM-7 assault rifles ready for action. One quietly mentioned, "That should not be possible. The only way for that elevator to get to this floor is if someone inserts a key from inside the elevator after the doors close."

They watched as the elevator closed and left the floor, the floor indicator showing it went down to the ground floor lobby before coming back up. Again, the elevator opened with no one inside.

The lead security guard was reaching for his mike to call in the situation when everything went dark for him; both guards collapsing to the floor.

The doors were electrically actuated wood covered stainless steel doors on hinges resting in a stainless frame and had electromagnetic locks. They could only be opened from the inside of the conference room (A separate elevator on the inside went up to the living quarters for the CEO/Owner and his family) and the entire wall was armored.

HayB smiled and wirelessly released the electromagnets, allowing the doors to swing outwards into the hallway.

One of the SEALs knocked out the secretary in the front office as the rest of us walked into the conference room where all fourteen board members were present. When the doors swung open a confused group of men and women looked in our direction. Their confusion rising when they didn't see anyone entering the boardroom.

HayB set the cameras in the room on a loop.

Each of the 14 board members had someone standing directly behind their chair when we all took off our light bending camouflage at the same time. Amid screams and cursing, each board member was struck with enough chi, at the right place, to rupture their aortas, causing them to bleed out internally and lose consciousness within 15 seconds.

We placed each of them back in their seats, donned our camouflage, and exited the building. As we left, HayB cut the video loop.

0o0

The man watching the cameras in the conference room noticed a flow discontinuity and stared intently at the screen. When nobody moved for several seconds he hit the master alarm, and the building was shut down. He then called 911.

After we boarded DC's plane for home, preliminary news reports started hitting the local airwaves about the entire board of trustees dying during their monthly board meeting. The cause of death was unknown, and autopsies were planned.

We flew directly to DC and Izzy's palace and settled in while the plane flew back to the cottage to get the rest of the family.

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The Le Délice de Susan anchored about 500 yards off the coast of Playalinda Beach's nude beach in Florida and both subs and tenders were soon in the water. The subs went lobster fishing at Pelican Flats Reef and between the two of them they cleaned up, getting 96 two-to-three-pound lobster for dinner that evening.

The tenders rotated nude beach going crew members back and forth during the day. Red was laying out in the nude under a large beach umbrella when 6 men walked up to her. One particularly obvious one whistled at Red and asked, "Hey hot bitch! That your boat out there?"

Red lifted the floppy brim of her straw hat and took in the measure of the men and let the brim fall back down over her eyes, "Boys, I am not interested, go away, please."

The leader guffawed, "No, pretty lady, my boys and I are taking you away from your boy toys here and taking you back to your yacht where we are going to gang rape your ass before throwing you overboard and stealing your ride."

Two of the bots stood between Red and the bad boy wannabes and Red replied, "You fellas just fucked up." She spoke to the two bots, "Just don't kill them and please don't get blood on me."

One of the bots just chuckled, "Yes Ma'am, Cap'n Red."

Red chuckled and the lead butt head pulled a Bowie knife, lunging at the bot closest to him. The bot grabbed and crushed his wrist while dislocating his shoulder and hyper extending a knee. The other bot quickly took out the three to the right with a broken kneecap, broken ribs, and shattered shoulder. The others ran away.

Red, without even looking up, said, "Drag them off away from here, please. I want some peace and quiet." Those who could walk were escorted off the beach, carrying those who couldn't as best they could.

Others on the beach around Red and the boys clapped their approval... from a respectful distance. The place seemed to get just quiet enough that Red could enjoy the soft lapping of the waves against the shore and she dozed off for about an hour. The bots adjusting her umbrella for her, keeping her in the shade.

After a good, hour-long nap, two county sheriff's deputies walked up and confronted the bots and Red. She asked, "Good afternoon officers, how can we be of assistance today?"

"Well, ma'am, we have 6 complaints about your two friends here who are accused of felony battery. Would like to hear your side of the story."

"Hmm. I guess us being attached to an American embassy wouldn't give us a get out of jail free card, eh?"

"Well, ma'am, if you were foreign diplomats, yes. But being American diplomats would get you dispensations. However, we would need a way to counter the complaints."

One of the bots chuckled, "Officer, we have the whole thing on our body cams. If you will open up your phone I will transfer the video to you."

The lead officer pulled out his phone and opened the operating system and immediately a video downloaded onto his phone. He clearly heard the threats, saw the knife, and that the two fellas had obviously just defended the lady and themselves from a potentially lethal attack.

Red waited until the officers had watched the video and asked, "Will that do?"

The officer smiled and responded, "M'Lady, we apologize for taking up your time." They left mumbling about false complaints and all the paperwork they were now facing.

"Good work boys." Red said as she gathered her things to return to the yacht.

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Back in her quarters Red called the Chief, "Chief, I am needing some personal attention in my quarters, you interested in taking a shower with me?"

"Red, I ain't dead yet! Give me 5 minutes!"

Red smiled, she was having a pretty good day, considering; and getting some sexual relief from Chief while they cleaned each other from the day's business was just icing on the cake. Soon Chief walked into her quarters and took off his clothes, it being a necessary safety issue with moving parts in engineering, and took Red's hand in his.

Keeping eye contact, which was damn hard for him to do with such a raving beauty standing nude before him, he took her hand and held it up to his lips, gently kissing her knuckle while sliding the tip of his tongue between her fingers.

Red shivered and smiled, "Mmm, keep that up and I will let you take my ass you silver tongued devil!"

Chief winked, "Well, it being rather obvious I find you quite desirable, I must say, you have been number one on my fantasy list since we met."

Red wiggled her eyebrows and patted his very hard, fully erect, cock which instantly spasmed, swelling noticeably and producing a dribble of precum. "Oh! Is that for me?" she asked as she slipped a finger over the eye of his cock and slipped it into her mouth."

Chief pulled her to him and slowly met her lips with his, cradling her in his strong, working man arms. The kiss started as a gentle meeting of lips but quickly escalated when Red opened hers and ran her tongue over the meeting of his lips, inviting a deeper, more sensual response.

Chief lightly held his hand to the back of her head as their tongues danced sensually in each other's mouths and when they parted, both needed to catch their breaths. Chief's cock was pancaked between their tummies and the pressure released more precum. This allowed for Chief to gently rub the underside of his cock against Red's belly; something she let happen as they kissed again.

Red then disengaged and took his hand, "Come on, you. We both need a shower. She pulled him into the head and started the water, getting in and wetting her hair in such a way that her breasts were raised and her nipples stood out hard and proud in invitation as the maintenance chief admired her for a few seconds before stepping in himself.

Chief wasted no time getting some shampoo and began cleansing Red's hair with gentle but powerful strokes of his fingers on her scalp and through her tresses. After a thorough job, he did it again, to the delightful moans of his red-haired vixen.

Chief taking his time while washing her hair was really turning her on. He was very attentive, firm but gentle, and it was obvious he was going to treat her like a queen. Something she really relished, given the casual and open nature of sex on the ship.

When Chief had put conditioner on her hair, he washed his hands clean and soaped them up. He had Red face him as he very carefully soaped up her face, neck and shoulders with his fingers before applying an exfoliating cloth to those areas with gentle strokes of his hands.

When he washed off that soap, along with the conditioner, he had this incarnation of his wildest, most hopeful fantasies turn her back to him as he washed and exfoliated her back and hips and buttocks, making sure to slip his soapy fingers between her cheeks and lovingly caress her rose as she held them open for him.

After he rinsed her back, he asked, "Red, would you be so kind as to separate your cheeks again so I might have a moment looking at your rose?"

This man was seriously turning her on. She didn't say anything. She just leaned her breasts against the wall of the shower stall and reached back, holding her cheeks open for his viewing pleasure.

Chief went to his knees, his cheeks inches from hers, and watched as Red's sphincter winked in anticipation for him. Chief groaned and moved his head forward, softly licking her anal muscle, causing Red to squirm and squeal her pleasure.

"Fuck! Hold on a minute!" Red opened one side of the shower door a bit and grabbed a semi large quickly dissolving pill of liquid vitamin E and a tube of waterproof silicon lube, handing them to Chief. "Lube up a finger and slip that deeply into my ass, please."

Chief smiled and as Red assumed her position, he lubed up his finger and gently spread it over her anal muscle before getting more lube and inserting his finger knuckle deep into her winking ass, making sure to get the pill deep enough to not come back out but also enjoying running the tip of his finger around her inner wall just behind her sphincter.

Red was physically shaking with sexual excitement by the time he was done.

Chief then let Red do his hair and back while her sexual tension remained elevated. When she slipped a lubricated finger inside his ass to finger his prostate, he groaned his pleasure. Red commented, "I am glad you are not finicky about that. Lots of blue-collar men find that to be invasive. But, as you know, it can be very pleasurable." She whispered in his ear as she rubbed his gland some more.

After a few moments, they both faced each other and deeply kissed again before getting their soapy hands all over each other's chests and bellies. Both spending an inordinate time with each other's nipples with tweaks, pinches, and after rinsing, lips and tongues.

Chief then knelt and began washing Red's feet before working up her ankles and shins to her thighs. Chief put lots of soap on his hands before enveloping Red's thighs with his extra-large hands as he slowly kneaded his way up one thigh and then the other... stopping just before his hands reached her pussy lips but close enough to feel the scalding heat from her cunnie on the backs of his fingers.

At that point, Chief had Red sit on the bench in the shower stall and spread her legs. He lubed up his thumbs and knelt before her again, softly rubbing his right thumb over her clit as his left thumb buried itself in her very soaked pussy where he began to quickly move his thumb from just inside her cunt to going as deep as he possibly could... even wiggling his thumb when deep inside her.

Red let out a blast of air from her lungs as Chief began, "Oh fuck, Chief! You are going to make me cum so hard for you!" She cried as his thumb slid deliciously over her slick, rock hard, throbbing clit.

Red's body began to tremble again as she rocketed towards a strong climax.

Chief admonished, "Relax your pelvis, Red. Make your climax chase you. Hold it off as long as you can."

Chief felt Red relax her abdomen and thighs as he continued his assault on her pussy. Red was groaning, whimpering, cursing, and encouraging him with language that made him blush. "Fucking shit, Chief! What the fuck are you doing to me! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Make me cum! Watch my pussy explode before your face you motherfucker!"

Seconds later, he did just that as Red's whole body spasmed in her climax. Her breath coming in ragged bursts as she lost control of her body. Even when Chief relented, her pussy was still spasming from the sensual overload.

When Chief lubed up his cock and spread her knees again, placing her shins on his broad shoulders, she couldn't resist, her body still shaking from her thunderous climax. Chief lined up his thick cock and slowly, in one agonizingly slow push without relenting, entered Red's well lubed ass up to his balls, both of them groaning loudly as he filled her ass with his nail hard, blistering hot cock.

Chief was in no hurry. He slowly pulled out to the point his cock ridge was pressing on the inside of her sphincter before bottoming out inside Red's hot ass in a slow-motion symphony of unbridled sensuality. His pubic bone pressing against Red's pussy lips each time he bottomed out.

Chief wrapped his long arms around Red's thighs and slid the middle finger of his right hand between the right cleft between Red's inner lip and clit and the middle finger of his left hand on the other side, letting the slow fuck he was giving her ass move his fingers up and down her clit and pussy lips.

Red's breathing was becoming ragged again and she put her arms on his shoulders, her hands behind his head, keeping eye contact with him as her body betrayed her lust. "Fuck me Chief! Where have you been all my life?"

After about ten minutes of this, with Chief never changing his beat and after two more Red climaxes, Chief suddenly went balls deep into Red's inviting ass and shot his baby cream so hard inside that he had Red jumping as she felt his cum hitting her anal walls and splattering all over her insides.

Chief let out a loud, animalistic, deep, guttural growl as he hosed down Red's ass until he was pumping blanks and his balls began to ache.

After he recovered, still lodged deeply in Red's ass, Chief exclaimed, "Please tell me we can do this again!"

"Oh HELL YEAH!"

0o0

Dinner was superb with fresh lobster bites that were slow boiled in milk water and refined butter then seasoned with a light coating of Old Bay. A Greek salad with various olives, Romaine lettuce, red onion slices, whole marinated artichokes, grape tomatoes, and feta cheese was doused in a very lightly seasoned vinaigrette dressing with fresh steak fries were the sides.

After dinner, Red and Anise decided to go out to a strip bar on the Orange Blossom Trail in Orlando. One of the bots flew the transport chopper while another stayed with the ladies for security. Red decided to wear a traffic wreaking, silk, burgundy dress without a bra and panties that showed a lot of cleavage while Anise went with a miniskirt and tube top. The top was partially see through and the miniskirt barely covered her pantie-less pussy lips as she walked.

The bot pilot found what looked like a nice establishment and put the chopper down in the parking lot in the lane between rows of parked cars where the security bot got out and assisted the ladies out of the helicopter which then lifted off to hover nearby for the duration.

Evidently someone had let the doorman know VIP's were coming in as a topless waitress escorted them to a table fairly close to the main stage but not so close as to be lit up by the lights on the dancers. The security bot stood behind them a pace, letting there be no question about what he was there for.

In no time at all, a voluptuous blond in a see through teddy walked up to the table and asked, "May I join you?"

Red and Anise both nodded enthusiastically, and the dancer sat between them, taking each inside hand and placing them on her inner thighs with light pats of her hands.

Anise softly rubbed her fingertips on the dancer's thigh, "My, you have very soft skin."

"Well thank you. I use a special cream on them and the lips of my pussy. It is very nourishing with a hint of vanilla."

Red asked, "Would you like a drink?"

"Oh yes, I would give a blowjob for a good, stiff, gin and tonic right about now!"

Red ordered her the drink along with a Patrone on the rocks for her and a White Russian for Anise.

After the waitress left, the dancer asked, "Where are you both from? If you don't mind my asking? I have not seen you here before, and I would have remembered if I had, as beautiful as you both are." As she said this her own hand softly glided up Anise's thigh all the way to her slick pussy lips. The dancer didn't react except for a cute smile as she looked at Anise before she began to circle her now wet finger around her engorged clit.

Anise gave the dancer a cute smile and scrunched her nose as she spread her knees a bit more for easier access. With that encouragement, the dancer then slid her hand up Red's thigh to her pussy and when Red winked her approval, she began playing with her clit as well. The blonde dancer responded, "Mmm, I have a feeling this is going to be a wonderful evening."

Just then, in a table next to them, two burly men and a young lady were having a disagreement. It seems the men were forcing her to do a table dance for them while undressing. While normally this was a common thing, the dancer between them announce she was not an employee of the club.

The girl was weakly resisting, pleading with one of the men who was being very insistent. After a few minutes of this, he growled, "Don't come home, then!" Both men then got up and left the club, leaving the young woman trembling and sobbing. At that moment, the security bot leaned into Red and then Anise informing them the blonde between them was recently diagnosed with Aids.

The waitress walked up with their drink order and Red paid for them and then politely let the blond dancer know they were not interested in her company. The dancer gave a huff and took her drink with her, walking straight to a bouncer.

Red looked and the busty, dark haired, distraught woman at the table next to them and asked, "What is your name, sweetheart?"

With tear filled eyes and running mascara she looked up and with a halting voice said, "B-Beh-Benny."

"Well, Benny, you are better off without such men in your life. Do you have anyone who can help you or anywhere you can go? Any family?"

Benny shook her head no. "He was all this girl had," she managed to get out before starting to cry again.

"Benny, you are a submissive, aren't you?"

Benny nodded yes, "This girl just doesn't know what she is going to do without a master!"

Red then motioned for her to sit at their table and asked, "What about a mistress?"

Benny froze for a second, not sure she had heard correctly, "You would be girl's mistress?"

Red smiled, "Only if you were willing, honey. Would you like a soft, easy going, mistress whom you could please on a regular basis and who would never put you in a situation like this?"

"Oh yes! Please! Girl will do anything for you! If you will take care of girl and love her, she would be your doting submissive! Girl is actually a follower of Gorean culture!"

Red smiled, being familiar with the followers of Gorean master/slave practices. She reached into her purse and gave Benny a tissue to wipe her face just as a bouncer approached them.

"Ladies, you have insulted one of our dancers and that is against club policy. I am afraid I have to ask you to leave our establishment."

Red nodded, "And is it club policy to allow dancers in your establishment who are infected with Aides interact with your clientele?"

The bouncer was obviously taken aback but Red continued, "Never mind answering, we were leaving anyway."

Both girls downed their drinks in one swig and the four of them walked out into the parking lot to a waiting helicopter.

When it became obvious the helicopter was there to pick them up, Benny froze. Over the very dampened whir of the rotors she asked, "Mistress?"

Red gently took her new sub in hand and smiled, "Don't worry about a thing, my pet. Your mistress will take extra special care of you now for the rest of your natural, long life."

Benny's eyes got big, but she allowed herself to be lifted into the helicopter and after everyone joined her, they took off for the yacht.

When they reached the Embassy Afloat, Red immediately took Benny to a nude Doc. DD, and Cathy lounging in the owner's deck pool. "Pet, this is Doc, DD, and Cathy. This is Benny. She is my submissive and I need you to do a complete work up on her to make sure she is healthy."

DD immediately smiled a smile that went ear to ear and shone in her eyes, "What an honor to meet you, Benny! No worries! We will take exquisite care of you!"

Benny looked to Red and Red nodded, "Follow their instructions, my pet. They are good people and will not hurt you or embarrass you." To DD, Doc, and Cathy she mentioned, "She follows the Gorean path so please be mindful."

DD gushed, "An honest Gorean! Oh! I have so wanted to meet a lady Gorean! Oh, my goodness! I am so excited to meet you!"

Doc and Cathy looked at each other with raised eyebrows and as they all started for the medical facilities, DD asked, "I don't think my family members here understand the lifestyle, would you please explain it to them?"

0o0

Benny had had her physical and blood tests, which Cathy had run, and Doc assessed. One of the bots informed him she had no medical history of import, and she tested negative for venereal disease and Aids. After a bit, Benny began to relax, feeling fully welcomed into the group dynamic. She really liked DD who was so very curious about her lifestyle.

After being medically cleared, bathed, and dressed in a spare outfit that accentuated her hourglass figure, DD brought Benny to the Bridge where Red was standing watch (Of course Red was nude). "Captain, your pet passed with flying colors."

Benny's mouth literally dropped. "Mistress is the captain of this ship?"

Red smiled, "Actually, the Captain is not aboard right now. However, I am second in command, so I am running things for the moment, yes."

Benny looked like she was going to feint so DD ushered her to a seat at the plotting table. "Just take a deep breath, Benny. It is a lot to take in, but you are in loving hands now."

Benny began to shake, and tears welled up in her eyes. DD pulled her into a warm hug and whispered, "Deep, slow breaths, Benny. It's okay. We all know this is a big shock for you. Take your time and adjust to your new life in the family."

DD continued, "I think I know something that can help. Benny? Do you like your mistress' body?"

Benny had been surreptitiously looking at Red, not wanting to upset her mistress with being ogled, "Sh-She is absolutely stunning," she whispered.

"Well, be a good Gorean and offer her some oral pleasure as she sits upon her throne."

Benny was unsure, "Will Mistress be angry if I ask?"

DD whispered back, "I know your mistress very well. I can tell you without any doubt that she would love your attention."

Now on more solid emotional ground, Benny wiped away her tears and took a deep breath, nodded, and approached her new mistress, "Mistress, would you allow your pet to please you?"

Red nodded and opened her knees wide, "It would please me greatly, my pet, if you would lick my pussy until I cum for you. And if you are really good and take your time, I will consider letting you cum as well."

Benny immediately went down on Red and lost herself in her new Mistress' pussy. Her tongue began licking the soft skin between Red's thighs and outer lips which were now open, proudly showing off her lady's wet inner lips, shining clit, and dripping cunnie.

Benny loved Red's sexual aroma and had to fight herself to delay her first taste of her new mistress.

Red moaned softly, "Enjoy yourself, pet. If you want to taste your mistress, go ahead."

Benny placed the tip of her nose on Red's clit and began to softly lap her cunnie as her sexual fluids began to flow. Between tender licks Benny was able to express, "Oh Mistress! Your girl loves the taste of her Mistress' sex!"

DD watched, noting her newest patient settled down considerably as she embraced her role in her new relationship. She thought to herself that Benny was going to fit in just fine and she was happy for them both.

DD looked at Red who had closed her eyes as she was enjoying Benny's oral gifts, "Red, mind if I eat your submissive's pussy as she pleases you?"

Without asking, Red nodded, "Yes, please do. And my pet? You may accept or decline any sexual encounter offered by anyone on this ship according to pet's wishes."

Benny asked, "Would that please you to see your pet with others, Mistress?"

"Your enjoying yourself would please me greatly, my pet, yes."

DD knelt down behind Benny and pulled down her skirt and wet panties. She went to town on Benny's pussy and soon Benny was having trouble concentrating on Red's clit as she suckled and licked it, "Mistress? May your pet cum for Miss DD?"

"Oh yes pet. But look me in the eye and suck on my clit as you do. I want to see your cum face."

DD had two fingers up Benny's cunnie as she was lapping at her engorged and throbbing clit. Benny whimpered once and then her body shook as she came for DD. She did as asked and showed her mistress her cum face as she suckled her clit and Red was so overcome with the adoration and devotion she saw in her submissive's eyes she came as well.

Benny made sure to lick her mistress clean and Red pulled her up to give her a deep, soul burning kiss. "Pet, you have pleased me beyond measure. Now, go kiss Miss DD and ask if you can please her as a thank you for eating your pussy and making you cum."

"Yes mistress." Benny said with a smile on her face.

Benny turned to DD and licked and kissed her face, cleaning DD of girl's sexual flow before asking, "Would Miss DD like girl to please her now?"

DD smacked her lips, I want to do a 69 with girl so we both cum again but I want a bed this time, so we are comfortable."

Before her sub could ask, Red said, "Come see me and tell me all about it when Miss DD is through with you pleasing her. Go and be a good girl, my pet."

"Yes, Mistress." Benny nodded as DD took her hand, both ladies giggling as they rushed to DD's quarters.

In the middle of Benny's and DD's love session, Doc walked into the bedroom and immediately got a raging boner. DD asked, "Pet, my boyfriend would love to cum in your ass as I watch him take you while eating your pussy. Would you please me by letting him?"

Benny replied, "Miss DD, girl loves it when a strong man takes her ass and uses it for his pleasure."

Doc grinned, lubed his cock, lubed Benny's behind, and took her for his pleasure while his woman watched just inches away as his cock plunged deeper and deeper into Benny's very inviting ass.

0o0

The second day, the helicopters shuttled anyone who wanted to go to Disney or Epcot to the resorts for the day. Each group had to stick together, and two robots were assigned as a protective detail for each 16-person group.

Red took Benny to several women's clothiers in Orlando and the surrounding area, making a full day trip of it. DD was still doing an ongoing psychological evaluation, so she went along as well.

Red got her sub lots of sexy underwear and trendy clothing ensembles, with purses and shoes to match. The last stop was at a sex shop where Red picked out several toys and skimpy night wear. DD was fascinated how Benny was so into getting items from the sex shop and asked about it.

"Benny, you seem to really be in your element in here."

"Oh, yes, Miss DD. Pet loves dressing to please her Mistress! And the toys are so much fun to play with!"

DD even got into the action and bought a few remote-controlled vibrating butt plugs.

0o0

Red was on deck as they passed between the tip of Florida and Cuba. Since the attack helicopters were now running on revolutionary and proprietary, high torque, four phased electrical motors, she had all three operating above the yacht at 30,000 feet providing early warning should the need arise.

Just past Cuba, the helicopters sighted the United States' Gulf fleet sailing roughly 600 miles out bearing 030 degrees relative. The yacht would be passing by them, giving them a 200-mile cushion so as not to alarm them. However, the carrier, Truman, still under Captain Hillibrand, spotted them and sent a plane from their air cover to investigate.

"This is the USS Harry Truman calling the vessel approaching from 210 degrees relative position from the carrier group traveling at 60 knots. State your name, destination, and purpose. Over."

Red got on the line as she lightly stroked the hair of her submissive lapping at her now wet pussy, "Truman, this is the Embassy Afloat Le Délice de Susan. We are on our way to a port near Cancun for a holiday. Be advised, we see you have an air asset approaching us for visual confirmation. We have three proprietary stealth attack helicopters moving at 30,000 feet over us in a defensive triangular formation. Please advise your air asset to stay clear of that altitude as it will not see them until it is within 1,000 feet and they may create a flight hazard for your aircraft. Over."

"Embassy Afloat, this is the Truman, we see no such aircraft on our scopes and the air asset should have visuals but sees nothing. Please verify their positions. Over."

Red repeated where they were, "Truman, your scopes cannot penetrate their cloaking, and these helicopters are also visually transparent to your fighter's eyes. They are at 30,000 feet over us and stationed 10 nautical miles out at 360, 120, and 240 degrees relative. If your pilot gets too close, they may take that as a hostile action and cut off a wing or two in self-defense. We are an American Embassy, and we are in international waters. We will allow a single fly-by of the ship at an altitude not to exceed 20,000 feet in elevation to verify our identity. I suggest you advise Captain Hillibrand immediately so I may speak with him. Over."

The virtual CIC AI announced, "Cap'n Red! I haves a fast mover 'proaching our position at 30,000 feet. ARRGH! IFF indicates he be friendly. Shall I engage?"

"Negative, CIC. Vector into his path so he gets within 100 feet and come over his coms to let him know where to look for you as he passes."

"Eye Cap'n Red. Vectoring over now. He be able to see Helo 1 in 5, 4, 3, 2," ... Pilot vectoring towards the Yacht, look at your 30-degree relative and you should now be able to see me. Over."

"Holy SHIT! Truman! This is Mad Liquor! I just flew by a helicopter within 100 feet and neither my radar nor I picked it up until I was right on top of it. It is invisible to me and my aircraft until I am right up on it! Advise!"

"Mad Liquor, you are to reduce altitude to 500 feet and verify the ship is the Le Délice de Susan then return to your cover position. Over."

Mad Liquor quickly dropped down to 500 feet and flew alongside the yacht, "Truman, this is Mad Liquor, yacht is verified as the Le Délice de Susan. Returning to cover position with Polaroids. Looks like she has some high-powered lasers on her top deck. Over."

Red was listening to their chatter and laughed, CIC resume high cover positions."

Eye, Cap'n Red! Shame! Twas lookin fer some target practice don't cha know."

Just as all this was settled, Captain Hillibrand came into CIC, "SITREP!"

The OOD nodded to the Fleet commander and gave him a full rundown of the situation. HL grabbed a mike, "Coms, get me the Embassy!"

"'Le Délice de Susan, this is Captain Hillibrand. Good to see you folks in these parts again. Should I be puckering or relaxing?"

Red laughed over the coms, "Captain! This is Red. We are just taking the crew on a shake down and learning cruise along with a vacation. Puckering is really not necessary. Over."

"Red, this is HL. My Officer of the Deck is telling me you have invisible helicopters and high-end lasers now. I am unaware the U. S. had that technology. Over."

"HL, that is because the U. S. doesn't have that tech. All our munitions and aircraft are proprietary. Perhaps, if the U. S. is nice to the Ambassador and his family, the family might be willing to share. However, that is between Ambassador Walker and the President to decide. Over."

"Red, just how powerful are your choppers?"

"HL, our three helicopters can take out your entire air fleet along with any and all missiles launched at the Embassy. The Embassy itself can sink the entire fleet in less than an hour of combat. In fact, we could cut the Truman in half in less than 3 minutes. Over."

"Bullshit!"

"HL, you know me and this family, Bullshit isn't our style. The Ambassador is not aboard at the moment to speak with you directly, though. My apologies. Over."

Remembering the incident with the Frigate when they first met, HL decided to accept her at her word. "Well, you all stay safe, Red. This is Truman out."

HL looked to his OOD, "Stay away from them. Do not harass them. Do not piss them off. Is that crystal clear?"

"Eye, Eye Captain! I will squawk the fleet."

CIC on the Embassy laughed, "Cap'n Red! You scared the everlovin shit outa em! Their takin a hard move ta port to give yah more space. Hardy, Harr, Harr!"

Red looked at the scope and giggled, grabbing her handy-dandy, trusty, all-purpose vibrator and handing it to her sub who was now really getting down to business. "Fuck yes, pet!"