Have Pussy Will Travel Ch. 07

Author's Note: This is a consensual kink story series featuring intense exhibitionism, voyeurism, public humiliation, and D/s dynamics. Emily and her friend Kat want their limits pushed. If you are looking for light, playful flashing, this may not be the series for you.

Thirty thousand dollars...

Emily's mind repeated the number over and over. It was more than she earned in six months as a substitute teacher, just for a single week of no-limit sex at the absolute disposal of two playboys.

Thirty thousand dollars...

Kat's mind repeated the number over and over. It was enough for the down payment she and Marty needed for the house they had always dreamed of. Marty was entirely supportive, and she genuinely craved the thrill of being used by new men. But as she adjusted her grip on her luggage, one terrifyingly raw thought kept looping in her head: she had crossed the line into being a paid fuck, and there was no turning back now.

Arriving in Myrtle Beach, the girls stepped through the sliding terminal doors. The oppressive humidity immediately dampened their skin. Each pulled a small bag containing her passport and a few personal items.

They hadn't brought any clothes. Harry and Victor had told them that they would provide any clothing the girls needed during their service. They had even provided their travel outfits.

Each girl wore a black leather micro mini skirt. Emily had on a metallic blue camisole that plunged in the front, providing a nice display of her cleavage.

Kat had a similar metallic green camisole, nicely displaying her slightly larger tits. Matching stiletto heels were also provided. The combination of short leather skirts and high heels made walking without exposing themselves a very deliberate task.

Emily shifted her weight on her stilettos. "Tell me you see the limo. This leather is sticking to my ass."

Kat glanced around, grimacing. "No, and this top is getting hot as well. My tits are sweating. Pointing to a long black limo she yelled, "Wait! Is that it?" Next to it, the driver, an older man in a tuxedo, held a simple sign, "Indulgence", the name of the yacht.

The girls walked to the limo, dragging their bags. The driver greeted them by name as he opened the door. He handed Emily a small envelope as she climbed inside.

Her jaw dropped as she read the note from Harry and Victor:

Sluts,

Welcome to Myrtle Beach. Per your companionship agreements, your obedience to us began when you arrived at the gate. Your adherence to our rules begins now. You may recall one of the items called for extended periods of nudity. That begins now.

For the amusement of Frank, our long-faithful driver, you are to strip each other naked. The glass in this limo is tinted, ensuring Frank is the only one who sees your sexy bodies at least for now. Place all of your clothing into the small bag on the seat in front of you. Once you are naked, hand the bag through the divider to him.

While you are forbidden to have sex with each other, we do want you to give our driver a good show. He will be giving orders as he drives you to us. You are allowed to kiss, stroke each other's bare skin, including each other's nipples. Your pussies, however, are still off limits.

Make sure he has an excellent view of your naked bodies in his rearview mirror the entire trip.

We are waiting onboard.

H & V

For a brief second, Emily stared at the note in disbelief. She knew they would be naked on the yacht. She never dreamed it would start at the airport.

Kat couldn't believe it either. The girls looked at each other and shrugged. Emily reached down and began unstrapping Kat's heels. Realizing Emily had already started stripping her, Kat grasped Emily's camisole and lifted it over her friend's head, tossing it into the nearby bag. Once Emily had removed Kat's heels, she sat back, allowing the driver to enjoy her 32C tits while Kat removed Emily's heels.

After dropping both pairs of heels into the bag, Emily pulled Kat's camisole over her head and tossed it. Taking a moment, she kissed Kat's tits and tugged on the gold barbells with her teeth. Kat swooned as she reached over and unzipped Emily's leather skirt. Hearing it, Frank's eyes flashed to the rearview mirror. Grinning, he watched Kat slide Emily's skirt down her tanned legs.

Once the skirt was off, Emily was completely naked. Quickly, she removed Kat's skirt so both of them were totally naked in the back of the limo, still sitting in the airport pickup lane. The two girls reclined in the seat, legs spread, pussies on display, casually playing with each other's bodies.

Frank smiled, slipped the limo into drive, and eased away from the curb. "Damn, you've both got fucking great bodies. Sit back, spread your legs, and rest your hands on those delicious thighs. I like those pierced tits on both of you. It's about forty-five minutes to the yacht. Just stay that way until I get us out of the airport.

The girls sat motionless in the back of the limo, hands on their thighs, legs spread. As he pulled out onto the highway, he ordered, "Emily, let me hear you describe Kat's fucking hot body. Make me get harder than I already am."

Emily took a deep breath, her eyes slowly traveling over her naked friend from head to toe before she began. "Here goes, Frank... Kat's olive skin has darkened from tanning into this deep, even bronze all over, except for the little pale circles the sun never sees at home. She wears these tiny micro bikinis that barely qualify as clothing, just thin strings and two little triangles. They leave these perfect tiny pale rings around her nipples and a matching pale patch right over her pussy, so when she's naked like this the contrast makes her tits and her cunt look even more exposed, like they're on display on purpose.

Her nipples are already tight from the air conditioning... thick, dark, and pierced with gold barbells that catch the light every time she breathes. They look like they're begging to be bitten or tugged. And lower... she just got waxed smooth, completely bare. Not a single hair left. Just soft, puffy lips that are already starting to glisten. You can see how wet she's getting just from sitting here naked with her legs open for you."

Frank whistled, "Sexy... Let's see you suck on her titties."

Emily whispered, "You wanted to be on my list... here goes." Leaning over, she gently took each of Kat's nipples in her mouth, softly kissing them and sucking on her barbells. Kat whimpered at the intense feelings she felt for her friend.

Once Emily had finished, she leaned back. Frank continued, "Your turn, Kat, let's hear you talk about your smoking hot friend."

Kat rolled her eyes slightly, then let her gaze travel slowly over Emily's naked body.

"Well, Frank... where do I even start? At home she's the proper little substitute teacher, skirts to the knee, blouses buttoned all the way up, hair neat. Right now she's sitting here completely naked, legs spread for you, and she's already flushed and flustered.

Her skin is golden tan all over. She's been tanning nude, so no lines at all. Those perky 32C tits are sitting high and full, the kind that barely need a bra even when she's dressed. The air conditioning has pulled her nipples into tight little points, and the gold barbells through them are catching the light every time she breathes. They look sensitive as hell.

Lower... she got waxed smooth just like me. Her pussy lips are already shiny and parted, and yes, she's dripping enough that she's leaving a wet spot on your seat. For someone who usually looks so put-together, she's putting on quite a show sitting here naked and soaked in front of a stranger."

Frank laughed. "Wow, let me see you two make out."

Kat licked her lip as Emily turned her head. The two young girls embraced and kissed for several minutes. Their breathing grew ragged as their hands explored each other's bodies.

"Enough... break it up, you two. Emily, I understand you two have never had sex? From what I just saw, that is hard to believe. Tell your friend what you want to do with her this week."

Emily cleared her throat. This was even more humiliating than reciting her body count. "Do I have to, Frank?"

Emily leaned over and slowly began caressing Kat's tits with her tongue. She took one of Kat's pierced nipples between her lips, sucking gently on the barbell as she forced the words out around it.

"Kat... you told me once about scissoring... how you'd done it once with another girl... and how intense it felt."

Her breath caught as she switched to the other nipple, licking and tugging the barbell while her pussy drooled on the leather seat. "Even before I knew I was bi, I dreamed about it... about locking my legs around yours and rubbing my pussy against yours... feeling how wet and hot you would be..."

Her voice cracked, her thighs trembled. She was panting against Kat's tits now, resisting the urge to orgasm right there.

"I want to do that with you this week. I want to scissor you until I orgasm against your pussy. And I hate how turned on I'm getting saying this."

She couldn't say any more. A soft, helpless moan escaped as she latched onto Kat's nipple, sucking harder, her entire body tensed.

A few minutes later, the girls settled back into the leather seat. Looking out the window, Kat noticed a couple leaving a restaurant after a late lunch. The man's hand was lightly resting on the small of her back. This small scene hit her harder than she imagined.

Why did I talk Marty into letting me do this? It sounded exciting when we planned it. Now, I'm naked in the back of a limo, on display for a stranger. I could be home right now, letting him enjoy me instead... I have to remember, 'thirty thousand dollars'.

As the limo slowed and turned into the marina, both girls looked out the window. Seeing the dock, both took a deep breath. With one last kiss, they settled into the seat, legs spread, unsure if they were excited or dreading the adventure ahead.

Parking next to the yacht, the girls were overwhelmed by its opulence. Frank took one last lingering look at the two naked women in his backseat with their legs obediently spread.

"Time to board, ladies."

Stepping out, he opened the rear door and placed two pairs of flip-flops onto the hot asphalt.

"Don't want those sexy feet burned. Hop out, girls."

Emily stepped out first, the pavement quickly warming the flip-flops as she slipped them on. Kat followed, just as naked. Both women stood there in only cheap sandals.

Setting their bags beside them, he opened his arms. "Come on, give Frank a proper goodbye."

Emily hesitated for just a second before stepping into him. Frank's hands were immediately all over her. One slid down her bare back to squeeze and knead her ass, the other rising to cup a tit, his thumb deliberately brushing the gold barbell in her nipple. He pulled her tight against his suit, letting her feel the hard bulge in his trousers as he whispered in her ear. "You did good, Emily. Your friend, too. I'll let the bosses know."

He held the hug several long seconds, fingers lingering. Emily gasped as he pinched a nipple before finally letting her go.

Kat came next. Having seen her friend manhandled, she wasn't looking forward to this. Frank enjoyed feeling her body the same way. Hands roaming freely over her bronze skin, openly groping her heavier tits, sliding down to palm her smooth ass and give it a firm, possessive squeeze.

One hand even dipped lower for a brief, intimate stroke of her wet pussy.

"Good girl," he whispered in her ear. "I'm going to cum hard thinking of you two."

When he finally let go, he picked up the bag of discarded clothes, tossed it into the trunk, and closed it. Soon, he started the limo and pulled away, leaving Emily and Kat standing naked on the dock, looking up at their home for the week, Indulgence. Harry and Victor were already visible on the upper deck, smiling down. Harry yelled, "You need to salute and ask permission to come aboard!"

Kat whispered to her friend, "Do you ever get used to being exposed so casually?"

Emily giggled back, "No, and that's how I like it."

Humiliated, but knowing they needed to obey, both girls slowly assumed attention and saluted. In unison, they yelled, "Permission to come aboard, Sirs!"

Laughing, Victor yelled. "Permission granted!"

The girls quickly pulled their luggage up the sun-drenched gangplank and into the Indulgence foyer. Their suitcases rattled behind them.

Completely naked, suitcases at their side, they gasped when a door slid open, and a distinguished steward in his early forties stepped into the foyer.

Emily remained motionless, having learned from her previous trip that Travel Babies were intended to be seen. Kat gasped, quickly trying to cover her shaved pussy.

Paying no attention to the girls' nakedness, he greeted them in a calm baritone edged with a clear British accent. "Miss Harper, Miss Doulos, welcome aboard Indulgence. I am Thomas, your chief steward for the cruise. Please leave your bags and flip-flops here. I will have them sent to your staterooms."

Emily cleared her throat. "We're looking for Harry and Victor... Mr. Blackwood and Mr. Sterling."

Thomas directed them to the central spiral staircase. "The gentlemen are awaiting your arrival on the sun deck."

The girls padded up the spiral staircase, unable to imagine anyone owning something this decadent. Reaching the top, sunlight pouring through the open doors beckoned them to the sun deck. Emily's nerves stopped her. Going through that door plunged them into a week of service. Service to two playboys who had ordered them to strip before meeting face to face.

Kat nudged Emily forward, and as they neared the sun deck, Harry and Victor came into view. Emily was surprised that they ignored the two naked girls.

Emily and Kat exchanged confused glances. Normally, when they stood naked in front of a man, they commanded his attention. These men didn't even notice them. They stood silent for several minutes as the men debated the merits of a multi-million dollar stock purchase.

Finally, Harry glanced over at the girls. "Sit down. We will do formal introductions when we are finished."

Several minutes later, the men agreed that the purchase wasn't a good decision.

Settling into their deck chairs, Harry and Victor turned and finally took in the naked girls sitting across from them. Harry spoke first, "Welcome aboard Indulgence, Miss Harper, Miss Doulos. I know we've met over video. But I will say that you look even sexier in person. You've been hired as our companions for our annual Journey of Pleasure, or if you prefer the Latin, Navigatio Voluptatis."

Victor stood over the girls as he cleared his throat to speak, "Listen carefully, both of you. From this moment until we dock in Key West, your bodies no longer belong to you. You will remain naked at all times, and you will not cover your tits or pussies. You will obey every order from the crew or us without hesitation. Your holes and your labor belong to this crew for the duration of the Journey of Pleasure. Sex between the two of you occurs only when we permit it." he nodded at Thomas, who had quietly appeared next to the girls.

Thomas handed each girl a single printed sheet.

Victor spoke again, "You will stand with your legs spread and alternate reading each rule aloud. After each rule, you will both look at us and say, 'I understand, and I will obey.' Make a mistake, and you will start over. Emily, you first."

The girls stood, visibly shaken by Victor's blunt command. Shakily, Emily began, "One. You remain completely naked for the entire cruise. Any clothing for shore excursions is chosen solely by Mr. Blackwood or Mr. Sterling. You have no right to request or refuse clothing."

Emily and Kat looked at each other. This was it. They were giving up their right to clothing for the next week. Swallowing hard, they replied in unison, "I understand, and I will obey."

Kat then spoke, her voice wavering with emotion. "Two. Whenever you are seated, your legs will be spread wide so that your pussy is fully and continuously displayed. There are no exceptions."

Again, the girls looked at each other before replying, "I understand, and I will obey."

Emily took the next rule. "Three. You will not cover any part of your body. You are to remain naked and on display at all times." Glancing nervously at Kat, the girls responded, "I understand, and I will obey."

Kat spoke, "Four. Mr. Blackwood and Mr. Sterling retain absolute and unrestricted authority over both of you. Their orders override every other consideration. You will obey instantly and without question or comment." Kat's free nature fought this concept. But for $30,000, she was willing to relinquish it for the week. Nodding at Emily, they reluctantly recited, "I understand, and I will obey."

Emily paused before reading the next rule and looked over at Victor. He nodded and prompted her to continue. Her voice grew shaky as she read, "Five. You will obey every order from all crew members. The crew may touch, inspect, display, spank, or use your mouths and bodies in any non-penetrative way they choose. Penetration of any hole is reserved exclusively for Mr. Blackwood and Mr. Sterling unless they explicitly grant permission."

The girls looked at each other for a few seconds before Kat reluctantly nodded. In near whispers, they replied, "I understand, and I will obey."

Kat's breath grew ragged as she began reading the next rule, "Six. Your pussies, asses, and mouths are available at all times for Mr. Blackwood, Mr. Sterling, and anyone they allow."

She paused and cleared her throat before continuing, "Sexual contact between the two of you is limited to kissing, touching, and mutual play that does not include oral sex on each other or giving each other orgasms. You will masturbate to orgasm when ordered. Any further sexual contact between you requires permission from Mr. Blackwood or Mr. Sterling."

Tears welled in Kat's eyes as the full impact of this rule settled in her mind. Next to her, Emily's hands began to tremble as the girls realized exactly what they were agreeing to. Resigned to their fate, they acknowledged it haltingly, repeating it together, "I understand, and I will obey."

Emily resigned herself to the last order. "Seven. You will perform any domestic or service task the crew assigns you without hesitation or complaint. Your body and labor belong to this vessel for the duration of the cruise."

Internally, she was incredulous. Fuck, last time I was a naked waitress. This time I have to service the damn boat naked!

Emily nodded at Kat, and together the girls recited one last time, "I understand, and I will obey."

Harry smiled. "All we need is for you to sign your acceptance. Thomas, the pen."

Thomas handed a pen to Kat. The girls signed the agreements and handed them back to Thomas.

Harry continued, "Excellent, Thomas. Before we depart, have the crew gather up here so you can introduce our fuck sluts to them."

The words burned in Kat's mind. Fuck sluts? That's what they consider us? I knew this would be intense, but we haven't left the fucking dock yet. I've already been stripped, groped, and humiliated.

As the girls stood, the crew quickly assembled. Four men stood quietly next to Thomas, eager eyes roaming over the girls' naked bodies.

Thomas took the lead, "Gentlemen, Mr. Blackwood and Mr. Sterling would like to thank you for your service and discretion on their annual Navigatio Voluptatis. They have retained two harlots for the cruise. The standard rules have been agreed upon. Ladies, stand back to back. Crew, circle the girls as we await our benefactor's command."

Emily and Kat turned and pressed their asses together, unsure of what was next.

With an evil gleam in his eye, Victor commanded, "Crew! Inspect!"

Instantly, four pairs of hands began groping the girls, pinching, pulling, rubbing their naked bodies. One man slid a finger up Emily's slit, causing her to gasp as it brushed her clit. A moment later, Kat's knees buckled as a rough hand dragged across her clit. Powerless to stop the men, they resigned themselves to the manhandling.

Two long minutes later, Harry yelled, "Stop. Time to get underway."

The captain and crew instantly stopped. Turning, they left the sun deck and began preparing the yacht to leave.

Thomas ushered the girls back into the main saloon as Harry and Victor resumed their business discussion. Directing the girls down the stairs, "Harlots, you are free for the next four hours until dinner is served. Your belongings are in your stateroom, on the lower deck. Use your time to explore Indulgence. Remember, the crew may touch and use your bodies. Be respectful."

Kat led the way down the stairs. Once they found their stateroom, the girls were surprised at the twin beds. Kat quipped, "I guess they don't expect us to entertain here."

Emily was apologetic to her naked friend. "Kat, I never thought this would be so intense. I expected the nudity... well, not all the time, but some."

Kat teared up. "They took every ounce of our dignity. I enjoy being used, but seven men alone on a yacht for seven days? I don't know if I can do this."

The girls hugged, careful not to go too far. Emily spoke, "We'll get through this. Just remember the $30,000 and the house you want. Marty is proud of what you're doing."

As the girls consoled each other, they heard a loud hiss, then a deep mechanical hum. Soon they were moving away from the dock.

Emily was already devising a plan to endure the week. Pulling Kat to her feet, she smiled, "We've got a yacht to explore. There is no reason to spend our free time in this dungeon."

Totally naked, the girls stumbled out of the stateroom, not quite sure where they were on the large yacht. They padded upstairs, hoping they wouldn't run into any crew members.

Kat spoke, "Let's go outside. We might as well enjoy the sun." Stepping outside, the girls moved forward and found two lounge chairs. Settling in, the girls could finally feel the warm sun and cool ocean breeze on their naked bodies.

As they lounged, Thomas appeared. "Harlots, the sun out here is very harsh on the eyes. I have brought sunglasses in case you are interested. Also, the captain has requested you both to masturbate for his amusement."

Taking the sunglasses, they asked, "The captain's watching?"

"Yes, the bridge is directly behind you."

Both girls groaned; they thought they had found a place to hide. Looking up from the lounge chairs, they could see the dark, tinted glass of the bridge. The glass was impossible to see through, leaving them blind to whoever was looking down.

Thomas continued, "You are completely on display for him. He rather enjoys having girls masturbate while he watches."

Knowing they had to obey, Emily slowly started massaging her pussy. She had done this before, masturbating on command. Normally, the man was there, and they could see the enjoyment on his face. Knowing she was being watched, she began to feel his gaze on her sweaty tits. Her pussy slicked just knowing someone she couldn't see was watching her.

Looking up, she imagined his eyes looking down, smiling at her naked body as she performed. Adjusting her position to show her pussy better, Emily began enjoying herself. This is who I am... this is what I want... I'm naked on a yacht masturbating outside...

A soft moan escaped her lips. Biting them, she smiled up at the dark tinted glass wall above her... slowly masturbating her wet pussy.

Seeing her friend playing with her pussy, Kat knew she needed to obey also. She rarely masturbated herself. Usually, Marty or one of the men he shared her with took care of her needs.

She squeezed one of her tits as her other hand slowly slid down her tanned body. Kat spread her pussy, gently, inserting a finger inside her slick pussy. A soft moan escaped her lips as she inserted a second finger.

Kat began to get vocal. "Oh... this feels good..." her words trailing softly. Her pace increased as her arousal grew. At the same time, she grew more vocal.

Emily noticed the noise her friend was making and increased her pace, beginning to moan as well.

Still standing behind them, Thomas noticed Emily working harder. These girls aren't like the others. They are competing... trying to see who can orgasm first...

Both girls continued to get louder as they raced to an orgasm. Emily lay near motionless except for her hand rapidly massaging her slick, swollen pussy. Kat continued rocking and screaming, her fingers flying in and out of her own leaking pussy.

Thomas stood in front of the girls, his erection telegraphed by the huge tent forming in his pants.

Kat's eyes slid open, noticing Thomas, Oh my... he's huge! I'd love to be fucked with that cock... oh...

Seeing Thomas's bulge sent Kat over the edge. "Oh!" she screamed as a massive orgasm from all the days' stimulation shook her body. Writhing on the lounger, she rocked as her body shook.

Hearing her friend's orgasm triggered Emily as well. Her body spasmed as an intense orgasm consumed her.

Slowly, both girls relaxed as their orgasms subsided. When they opened their eyes, Thomas was still standing over them. His expression unchanged, despite the tent still present in his pants. "Harlots, dinner will be served in the main salon in one hour. You need to be there five minutes early so you are properly on display before the gentlemen arrive. I suggest you spend the next hour reflecting on your agreement and what it means for the next week."