Debbie discovers what she is willing to do for her domme.

Debbie woke up with a clear head, and the smell of sex lingering in the air. She was snuggled up with Stephanie, the fiddle player for Lila McCann.

Twenty-four hours earlier, she had never been with a woman. As she lay there, she recalled with pride, delivering four ladies body-quaking orgasms the day before, and some multiples. Based on their reactions and comments, Debbie learned she was a natural pussy licker. Or, as their domme, Susan, had labeled her, a natural cunt-muncher.

For the 'before Susan' Debbie, that label would have outraged her, but for 'after Susan' Debbie, the moniker excited her. Susan had triggered something in her psyche that shattered all her ethical and emotional barriers. When it came to pleasing her domme and her harem of followers, it seemed, the nastier the better.

With Stephanie clinging to her, she recalled her lesbian encounters of the previous day. The nastiest of them all was her encounter with Lisa a tall slim blonde member of Susan's followers. Debbie had just been 'introduced' to Rose, and her face was still coated in Rose's cum, when Susan reminded Debbie that she had yet to 'introduce' Lisa to her 'masterful' tongue. 'Cruise ship Debbie' not only loved the degrading treatment, but loved being watched by the others, as she serviced her superiors.

At Susan's command, Lisa had just prepped Debbie's pussy with her tongue to receive the vibrating egg, to have it inserted and where it would remain for most of the day, edging her relentlessly.

Lisa had positioned Debbie on all fours and licked her from clit to asshole repeatedly. It was a sensation Debbie had never experienced. But there was something so primal and nasty about being tongued there, particularly with the others watching, that excited Debbie in an intensely taboo way. When Lisa inserted the vibrating egg, it took all her restraint not to succumb to a trembling climax, despite Susan's orders not to.

It was as if her mind had been possessed by outside forces she could not control. Susan required Debbie to beg Lisa to let her service her cunt. But Debbie's mind went a step further. To repay her properly, she wanted to service her from behind and begged the tall, slender blonde to present her cunt on hands and knees.

As she stared at her shaved pussy spread below her smooth round little ass, she trembled with excitement, while the wonderful, awful egg vibrated inside her engorged pussy, pushing her to the edge of climax-- a state she would become very familiar with.

On her hands and knees, inches from Lisa's pussy, she begged Susan. "Please turn it off Madam Susan! I'm gonna come!"

"Slap it back, Stephanie!" barked Susan.

A stinging slap hit Debbie's labia, and the sting pushed the climax away.

"Again!"

A second harder slap sent it into full retreat, with a yelp from Debbie.

"Who decides when you come, Debbie!" asked Susan, firmly.

"You do, Madam Susan!" replied Debbie.

"Rose, sweetie, will you get the leather paddle please?"

"Yes, Madam Susan," she replied, dutifully.

"She may not come without permission. Show her the sting that will be applied to prevent it, please."

Rose swung the paddle gently connecting with Debbie's naked ass.

"Oh," squeaked Debbie, feeling the tingling in her pussy intensify.

"That only excited her more. Like you mean it, Rose," commanded Susan.

She swung again harder than she felt comfortable with, sending shockwaves through Debbie's ass and causing a startled gasp.

"Much better, Rose. Make that fat, white ass jiggle. Again!"

She struck again with equal ****, and watched her ass turn red.

"Do you have control of yourself now, Debbie?" asked Susan, with her master's tone.

"Yes, Madam Susan," replied Debbie. The sting of her ass overpowered the tingle between her legs. "Thank you, Madam Susan. May I please eat her sweet cunt now?"

"Would you like her to beg, Lisa?"

"I would like her to munch, please, Madam Susan," Lisa replied, with urgency.

"You heard her, Debbie, we will rid you of your greediness and teach you serving others is your first objective, your pleasure comes from serving others, and at my will."

"Thank you, Madam Susan."

"If you feel overcome with greed for self-pleasure, I want you to tell Rose and she will adjust your priorities."

"Thank you, Madam Susan."

"Much better, Debbie. Please show Lisa your talents."

"Yes, Madam Susan. Thank you."

Debbie, balanced on her right hand and touched Lisa's ass with her left, covering most of her cheek with one hand as she caressed its smoothness. Debbie thought Lisa's ass was smaller than just one of her own ass cheeks. She spread Lisa open and gazed at her pink labia, stretching apart as she kneaded her bun.

While recalling that moment, Stephanie stirred, pulling her back to reality, and reminding her that her current snuggle-buddy's haunches were the first she gazed at. Stephanie was also her first taste of pussy. The cute, spunky violinist was the lure that had pulled her into Susan's sphere of influence.

In the excitement of meeting Lila McCann and Chely Wright, she had met Stephanie and they had hit it off. Despite her tats and spiky black hair with purple tips, she discovered Stephanie was a married, devoted mother of three, totally down-to-earth, and a genuinely warm and caring person. She soon discovered there was a 'cruise ship' Stephanie alter ego, just as there was now a 'cruise ship' Debbie.

Debbie discovered cruise ship Stephanie, when she went to Susan's room to tell her, in no uncertain terms, she was not a lesbian and was not interested in being one of her 'girls'. Unfortunately, when she entered Susan's cabin and found herself gazing at a naked Stephanie on all fours begging to masturbate, just for the privilege of eating Susan's Black cunt, Debbie was stunned into silence. The sweet mother of three, proudly displayed herself for Debbie to see, while pleading with her mistress.

Staring at the violinist's ass, and glistening pussy as she knelt between Susan's long ebony legs was such a shock to her system. Her pussy tingled instantly like never before. When Susan told her to take a seat and watch, she did so quietly and obediently and the rest was history.

Less than a day later, Debbie herself, knelt in front of Susan and her pets, gazing at Lisa's shaved intimate parts, knees wide and ass pressed skyward. Once again, she was mesmerized, and with the added stimulation of the egg vibrating inside her-- nothing was off limits.

Debbie's left hand caressed Lisa's silky buns, while she examined her petite pussy. Her outer labia were smooth, shaven with a subtle pink hue. Inches away, she marveled at the tender pink lips of her inner labia clinging together, despite her spread knees. Her clitoral hood covered nearly half of her slit.

Debbie breathed in her poignant scent, as she imagined burrowing her tongue tip beneath the flap of skin to find her magical button. She froze in place, examining her target and planning her approach to devouring her fourth cunt of the day (and of her lifetime).

Lisa's inner thighs formed an indentation on either side of her vulva, and she ran her fingers gently over them, teasing her intent to explore all of her. Lisa moaned and rocked her hips in response, whimpering to signal her need for direct contact.

Debbie had suffered the relentless egg vibrating inside her for hours, and relished the thought of giving Lisa her own taste of frustration. Just above the indentation on the right was a little pink blemish and she decided that would be her first kiss point.

Her eyes moved to Lisa's sphincter, and she noticed how smooth the darker ring of skin was surrounding her nearly invisible asshole. There was just a tiny, little wrinkle of skin in the very center.

She vaguely thought about getting ready for rehearsal, but she knew she needed to take her time with the pretty pink flower before her. Lisa had been so patient, waiting for her opportunity, and with her so freely presenting herself to Debbie, she deserved to be rewarded. And equally importantly, Debbie needed to live up to expectations on her oral talents since the others had bragged about it to Lisa.

Debbie smiled, recalling Lisa's comment after watching Debbie make Rose come in shuddering waves. Susan gave Lisa the choice to receive Debbie's services before the show, or wait until after.

Her response was priceless. "After watching that, I'm a little afraid, but I'd rather not wait."

As Debbie complied, she decided to make her wait just a little. She positioned herself close and let her hot breath wash over her. The resulting sigh gave Debbie an extra thrill. Lisa's little round ass swayed subtly, begging for attention. The sighs and gasps from her onlookers, fed cruise ship Debbie's deviant thoughts, as she plotted the course to solidify her reputation as an exceptional cunt-muncher. Then, she took a deep penetrating breath, before leaning in to kiss the little red blemish near her true target. She exhaled, washing Lisa in her warm breath, before slowly licking up the crease of her inner thigh on the right.

She followed that with a gentle kiss in the indentation between her thigh and vulva, as her nose teased her labia with a feathery brush. Her onlookers moaned in conjunction with Lisa, who began to tremble in anticipation. Another lick up the edge of her outer labia, was followed by a series of sweet kisses across her warm, satiny buns. Debbie repeated her teasing kisses and tickling tongue on the left side, delighting in the increasingly **** sounds of Lisa's blissful frustration.

"Thank you, Miss Lisa, your cunt is so pretty," sighed Debbie, mindful of Susan's instructions, not to use the word pussy.

Lisa responded with a **** whimper and pressed her ass higher, wordlessly pleading for contact. Debbie rewarded her with a teasing brush of her tongue tip, against her tender, pink softness. When she went for a second, Lisa thrust herself toward Debbie, thumping her face with her eager pussy as Debbie's nose bumped her sphincter.

"Are you being a tease, Debbie?" asked Susan, as the egg kicked into high, and Stephanie and Rose began caressing her ass.

She pulled back and groaned as the egg took control. "Rose, please," she pleaded, and a stinging smack impacted her ass. "Again!" she begged, and Rose unleashed three quick ass-shaking swats.

Debbie took a breath and regained her composure, before pressing her tongue tip gently beneath Lisa's hood, for first contact with her clit. Her tangy sweetness confirmed the love of pussy was an addiction. Her fourth pussy tasted every bit as good as her first. Her nose pressed against Lisa's tiny asshole, as she took a lick up the length of Lisa's pussy, drenching her tongue in bittersweet, heavenly softness. She paused and sighed, "Umm, I love the taste of you, Miss Lisa. Can I please have more?"

"Yes, eat my cunt, like a good little whore!"

Lisa's words sounded much more like begging than commanding, and Debbie smiled, hesitating, before complying. The egg suddenly stopped and then kicked into a pulsating high gear. She leaned forward against Lisa's ass and groaned.

"Please, Rose!"

Three more powerful swats, and the urgency lessened. "Thank you," panted Debbie, and the egg stopped.

She wiggled her tongue back into Lisa's hood and dragged her tongue up her length from clit to bunghole.

"Oh yes, show me that tongue, Debbie."

Debbie resorted to the cunt-munching technique she had used on the others and engulfed her entire pussy in her mouth and wiggled her tongue between her lips, teasing her clit, then snaking inside her.

"Oh yes," panted Lisa, pressing against her face.

As Debbie continued, Lisa rolled her hips up and down, so Debbie pulled back and licked her length.

"Oh yes!" came the response.

Taking her cue, Debbie began to lick harder and faster, as Lisa's moans increased.

"Damn," whispered Susan, as Lisa sang out.

Debbie struggled to hit her clit with each lick, so she decided to rub it with her thumb, while lapping her cunt.

And Lisa responded with another, "Yes!"

After a moment, Lisa reached back, pushed Debbie's thumb off and began rubbing her own clit. "Fingerfuck me, please!" begged Lisa.

So, Debbie slipped two fingers into her tightness and continued to tongue her as well. Each time her tongue touched her sphincter, her moans went higher until Lisa made clear what she wanted.

"Eat my ass, while I come!"

'Land lover' Debbie would have been appalled at the thought, but 'cruise ship' Debbie pressed her tongue against her asshole and shook her head rapidly, as her fingers machine-gunned her pussy.

The egg kicked back on low, as Susan whispered, "Such a good little whore, Debbie. Oh, that's so nasty."

Debbie nodded, then continued waggling her head.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Tongue-fuck me, please!" begged Lisa.

Debbie plunged her head up and down with her tongue extended, but it only smashed against her tightness. So, she opened her mouth and curled her tongue into a tight tube shape and wiggled it inside firmly.

"Yes, please! Put it in me!" screamed Lisa, as she heard Stephanie, groaning behind her.

"Please, can I come, with her Madam Susan," pleaded Stephanie, who was no longer content with just watching.

"Okay, but it counts as one of the orgasms Debbie owes you."

She must have agreed since Debbie heard her moan with growing urgency.

She plunged her tongue in and out as best she could, but never all the way out, for fear of not getting it back in. She could sense Lisa's pending climax and did not want to interrupt her bliss.

As Lisa screamed her pleasure, Debbie's hand moved at full speed, while Lisa rubbed her own clit furiously. "Oh yes, I'm gonna come! Tongue-fuck me!"

As Debbie struggled to keep her tongue extended into the tight little hole, she pressed her face firmly into her wiggling ass, and while making her fourth woman come that day, she heard Stephanie join in. "I'm coming with you, Lisa!"

Then, suddenly, the egg kicked in, and felt herself losing the race, she had **** but to break contact. "Please, Rose!"

As she felt the sting of another barrage of spankings, Lisa sang out, "Please don't stop!"

"Again!" said Debbie, as she wiggled her tongue back into Lisa's tightness, trying to keep pace with her fingers and focus on Lisa, while the egg pulsed and Rose turned her ass red.

Mercifully, the egg turned back to low, and she could direct her attention to fully pleasing Lisa. Once again, she never could have imagined the position she was in, but with Lisa trembling and rubbing her clit frantically, there was no place she'd rather be than face buried in her firm little ass, pushing her toward a powerful climax.

"Fuck, I'm coming! Thank -- you -- Madam -- Susan! Yes! Yes! Fuck -- me, Debbie!"

Lisa and Stephanie's screams echoed through the cabin as they came together. Lisa shuddered, as she rubbed her own clit while getting fingered and tongue-fucked. The triple stimulation was almost overwhelming, but she held her ass high, milking her climax for as long as she could stand it.

Debbie held her focus, driven by the need to please, and the sound of Stephanie making herself come, watching it. When their orgasms passed, Lisa rolled over to a sitting position with her palms planted on the carpet behind herself, catching her breath. Stephanie was sitting in a chair, pulling her bikini crotch back into position to cover herself. Debbie remained on all fours, looking toward her Domme, for further direction.

She was in awe, when she thought of how many times Stephanie had come on the cruise so far. In some ways, knowing Stephanie was married, with a 'normal' family life off the cruise ship, was a relief. She was proof positive that the what-happens-on-the-cruise-ship mentality really worked, and life could return to 'normal' afterwards.

The egg still tingled inside her, as she did her best not to focus on the pleasure it produced, for fear she may come, even with it on the low setting. Susan stood and reached out a hand.

"Come, my pet. I am proud of you, Debbie. I think you've earned a reward."

Debbie stood, holding onto Susan's hand as she led her to a display, featuring several varieties of leashes. There were several with silver chains and black leather handles, and a few all-leather in assorted colors.

"I would like you to pick one, Debbie, and then we can get you a toy to use to play with your sisters."

The other three stayed close, randomly caressing her, as she perused the selection. Her eyes drew to the pink-leather version, and she picked it up and handed it to Susan.

"Pretty," she said, as she took it and clipped it to the rainbow choker ring. "We'd better hurry, you're going to be late for rehearsal. Now, I need you to pick out a toy that you can use to pleasure us and yourself, if you like."

Susan led her through the makeshift toy store, walking past a variety of dildos, vibrators, outfits, oils, and accessories. "You may pick one item today. Girls, show her what you have selected."

Rose had her uniform on, sans panties; Lisa was still without her bikini bottoms; while Susan and Stephanie were in full bikini, although Stephanie's were soaked through in the center of her crotch. Meanwhile, Debbie was nude and being led by her new leash. But with the egg's constant stimulation, she was too turned on to be embarrassed. Cruise ship Debbie loved being the center of attention and object of pleasure.

Her three sister-cunt-whores went to one of the tables, retrieved and presented their toys.

Rose presented a particularly devious-looking device, consisting of two cockheads on a single curved base. The first one was six inches long, and one-and-one-half inches in diameter. The second was about four inches long and one inch around. There was a silver button on the base.

"She liked the egg so much, she went for the deluxe model that takes care of both holes at once," said Susan, with a sense of pride in her plaything's choice. "And since she is on duty often, it gives her the chance to keep up her orgasm count for the cruise."

Lisa had a large massager-ball vibrator. "Tell us why you chose your toy, Miss Lisa," commanded Susan.

"I can stimulate my clit when you let me come, while my holes are being used, Madam Susan."

Debbie wondered why she hadn't used that with her just moments earlier. That thought made her wonder how it would have felt on her tongue when it was shoved in Lisa's ass with the massager going full blast. Debbie groaned softly and pushed the thoughts from her mind before the egg took control again.

Lastly, Stephanie had a ten-inch, arched dildo, shaped like a veiny cock with a partial ball sack and suction cup. "And why did you choose this one, Miss Stephanie?"

"So, I could ride it like a whore, while I beg you to let me come, Madam Susan. I can also put it in a strap-on harness or just grip the suction cup with my hand and fuck my superiors."

Debbie groaned at the thought of both watching Stephanie use it and using it herself as Stephanie had described.

"And, oh, can she get that thing going," sighed Susan, as Stephanie grinned with pride.

"Bring mine, please, Rose," commanded Susan.

"Thank you, Madam Susan," replied Rose, as she retrieved a black dildo with two cock heads. One was ten inches long and thick, with the other at a curved angle from the other and about four inches long.

Debbie looked at it, confused and mesmerized.

"It's a strapless, dildo, sweet Dee," said Susan, clearing up the confusion. "This end goes in me," she said, gripping the small end. "And this is the whore end," she continued, pointing the big end toward Debbie, who reached out.

"It's okay, you can touch it," said Susan, softly.

Debbie gripped it and stroked it, looking at Susan longingly.

Susan smiled and looked toward Rose. "Do you see what I mean, Rose, looking at her puppy-dog eyes, she makes it hard to say no."

Susan looked back at Debbie and pushed the silver button at the base, and it roared to life.

Debbie's eyes widened, and she whimpered, "Please?"

"Such a greedy little whore, you'll miss rehearsal."

"Please?"

"Then you'll want to try them all."

"Please?" begged Debbie, with a new obsession flooding her mind. She did want them all.

"But you still owe Stephanie another come first, and then you'll get us all excited and we'll need another round. There is no time now. If you pay your debts and do your duty, we can be rewarded with Big Ben and the rest of the toys."

"Thank you, Madam Susan, can I please kiss it."

Susan laughed. "Damn, Stephanie, thanks for bringing the horniest whore I've ever met. Well, that's not fair, is it? How many times have you come in the last twenty-four hours or so?"

Stephanie thought for a minute, "I believe ten, Madam Susan."

"Can anyone top that?" asked Susan.

The rest shook their heads, "No, Madam Susan."

"Okay, Stephanie is the horniest, but I think Debbie is the nastiest, wouldn't you girls agree?"

"Yes, Madam Susan," replied Debbie's new sisters.

She looked at Rose. "With that burning red bush and a cunt that tastes so sweet, you are the fiery-est"

And with the legs that go forever, that tight petite ass, and endless energy, you are my spunkiest, Lisa.

"I have never felt so complete, but I digress." Susan turned toward Debbie. "You must earn a reward, and you need to be at rehearsal soon. Show me your egg tail during the show tonight and you will get a reward. Come on stage... I'll make it easier, either during rehearsals or the show and you get a turn with all the toys.

"Now you can kiss it and suck it to get it ready so I can reward Stephanie, for bringing you to us."

Susan casually put the short end in Debbie's mouth, and she took it all in, sucking it vigorously.

"There's our hungry little whore," said Susan softly, looking her in the eye as she bobbed on the cock. "Now prep me and put it in please."

"Thank you, Madam Susan," replied Debbie, dropping to her knees.

Susan put a hand on the back of her head as Debbie licked her black folds repeatedly.

"Good girl," she whispered. "While I'm rewarding Stephie, you will need to pick out a toy for yourself, Debbie. Only one! While the girls take you shopping, give Rose your cell phone and pass code, so she can set you up with the onboard texting app, so we can all stay in touch.

Debbie lapped Susan's pussy, nodding and humming.

"Okay, I think you've done your job, Debbie. Now put it in me and suck my big black cock like a little White girl whore, so it's good and wet for Stephie," commanded Susan, in her best condescending boss voice.

Susan stood, legs spread, as Debbie wiggled the small end into her Domme's pussy, wishing she was the one getting rewarded. She pressed it in firmly and gazed at the huge black dick pointing at a forty-five-degree angle from Lisa's pelvis. She gripped its base and engulfed the head with her mouth, and began to bob her head, taking it about halfway before bottoming out.

Susan gripped her head, and pushed it firmly against her throat, as she bobbed on the black dick. Debbie groaned as she hungrily devoured the toy for her paramour.

"That's my nasty whore, hum when you suck dick."

Susan gripped her with both hands and fucked her mouth, pushing the cock as far as it would go, then she held it until she heard the gag reflex hit and then pulled back.

As she took the cock, she was aware of the rhythmic moan, gag, moan pattern she was producing as her saliva ran down her chin. The huge cock filling her mouth and hitting her throat had her salivating uncontrollably, running down the cock, lubing it as Susan wanted, as a twisted song of --hum, glug, hum, glug-- filled the room.

"Damn," sighed Rose.

"Oh, Stephanie, stick that ass in the air, sweetie; Momma's cock is good and wet for you."

Stephanie whimpered, as Debbie heard her shuffling into position. She suddenly realized she was sucking the rubber cock harder than she'd ever done a real one, and with the egg humming inside her, she'd never been as excited sucking a real cock.

"Damn, Debbie, that's nasty, girl," teased Susan.

Cruise ship Debbie took that as a compliment and sucked even harder; humming and gagging even louder, until Susan stopped her.

"Prep your sister's cunt, Debbie," commanded Susan, and she shoved her head away.

Debbie spun around to see Stephanie on all fours, ass at full attention, with her knees spread, bracing for impact. Debbie wasted no time, crawled to her, and took a firm hard lick up her engorged cunt. She loved the taste of pussy and wanted to munch her pussy 'til she came, but knew her mission was to wet her as quickly as possible and give way to Susan.

She licked repeatedly, clit to asshole. After her encounter with Lisa, she learned her love for ass was as strong as her love for pussy-- the added nastiness only turned her on more. She wore the title of the nastiest of Susan's whores, happily. Each groan from Stephanie revved Debbie more, until Susan gripped her hair and pulled her off.

"Such a greedy little whore. Give Rose your phone and pick out a toy, Debbie." She turned toward Stephanie resting on her elbows, legs spread and ass high. "Are you ready for your reward, whore?"

"Yes, please. Thank you, Madam Susan," whimpered Stephanie.

Debbie handed off her phone and gave Rose the passcode. She stared, face coated in saliva and pussy juice, and watched longingly, as Susan dropped to her knees behind Stephanie. She held the base of the cock and bent it toward her enflamed cunt. Debbie could hardly believe Stephanie had come ten times in the last day or so and was begging for more.

"Are you ready for a big black dick in that little White whore-hole, Stephie?" taunted Susan, as she rubbed the tip against her soaked pussy.

"Yes, please fuck me with your big black cock, Madam, huh!" Stephanie gasped, as Susan pushed the button turning on the vibe.

"Do you like my cock better than your husband's?"

"Oh God, yes! Please give me Big Ben, Madam Susan."

"You're a horny little slut, aren't you, Stephanie?"

"Yes, Madam Susan, I'm your cruise-ship cock-hungry whore, please fuck me hard. Ah! Yes!" groaned Stephanie, as Susan slipped the head in.

"Debbie, do you have something to say to Stephie, for bringing you to my attention?"

Debbie watched in awe, vaguely aware of Susan's words. She and Stephanie had hit it off so well when they had met; she was sweet and friendly, and talked about her family. And here she was kneeling, naked, and begging to be fucked by a lesbian domme. At that moment, Debbie was profoundly grateful to Stephanie for leading her to her awakening.

"Thank you so much, Miss Stephanie."

Stephanie groaned, mouth agape, as Susan slowly worked the cock deeper, spreading her open with each deepening push.

Debbie felt the tingling hum of the egg taking hold of her, and instinctively asked Rose to help.

"Rose?"

There was a delay as Rose was also mesmerized by the black cock filling Stephanie's pussy.

The crack of the paddle stung her ass with a single stinging swat.

"Thank you, Miss Rose."

"Girls, stay on task please," commanded Susan, as she slowly pumped the cock in and out of Stephanie's eager cunt.

Rose and Lisa, each took an arm and guided Debbie between the racks to make her selection, while Susan slowly continued to fuck Stephanie.

"You like it slow and steady, Stephie?" teased Susan.

"Please, Madam Susan," replied Stephanie.

"Please what, whore?"

"Please fuck me harder."

"White whores like their black dick hard and fast, don't they, Stephie?"

"Yes please, Madam Susan!"

Debbie could hear the slap of Susan's pelvis against Stephanie's ass as she pounded her.

"Oh God yes!"

"Does your husband fuck you this hard, Stephanie?"

"No, Madam Susan, only you. I love your big black dick! Oh fuck!"

Lisa jerked Debbie's arm. "Focus, sweetie. You need to pick one."

Debbie tried to focus, but the hum of the egg, the slamming of flesh, and screams of pleasure had her in a fog of lust. She wanted to watch and let the egg take her. As she held a strapless vibrator, like the one being used by Susan, she knew she wasn't ready. She would come long before her madams, even with the smaller end inside herself.

"Oh yes, pound the fuck out of me, please, Madam Susan!"

Debbie moved on. Coming out from behind a display panel, she could not resist looking to see Susan's beautiful round ass clenching as she 'pounded the fuck' out of the attractive, married mother, screaming how much better her Madam was than her husband.

"Miss Rose, please!" she panted, and the paddle stung her ass again. "Thank you, Miss Rose," she said, breaking her gaze and moving on.

She looked at a variety of dildos, as Stephanie came in a series of rhythmic howls, timed to the slapping of flesh from Susan's blurring hip thrusts. It took all her will to not watch. She had no idea of the time. She could already be late for rehearsal for all she knew. But she couldn't even think of that.

When the orgasm passed, the slapping sound stopped and Stephanie's moans softened. "You like that in you, don't you, whore?"

"Yes, Madam Susan," squeaked Stephanie.

"I can feel your little cunt, squeezing onto my cock, trying to hold onto it."

There was a squeak of agreement from Stephanie, as Debbie picked up an odd-looking black dildo. On one side, it had a two-inch-long dick head, separated from a full eight-inch-long cock pointing the opposite way, separated by a black leather oval-shaped flap with narrow, leather buckle straps extending straight out from the narrow ends of the oval.

She touched it, trying to figure out what it was. The small dick was so small, and the straps weren't long enough to go around your waist.

"You like the dildo gag?" asked Rose.

It took Debbie a minute to figure it out, as Susan continued to reward Stephanie with Big Ben, gently pulling out to the head, then slowly shoving it back in, balls deep.

Dildo gag? she thought, as the words sank in. It began to make sense. The little dick head goes in your mouth, and it straps to your head, and you fuck the other person with the big end. She tried to imagine how it would work, when Susan continued.

"Does this feel good, nice and slow, long and deep?"

"Yes, Madam Susan."

"I wonder if you could come, if I kept this pace, slowly out to the tip and slowly back in, to the hilt," contemplated Susan.

Stephanie whimpered pathetically.

"Shall we see?"

Lisa cut in, "I think Debbie likes the cock gag, Madam Susan."

"What an unselfish choice, Debbie. It keeps you quiet, pleasures your betters and not yourself. But you do get a close-up view of everything. I am proud of you."

Debbie had by no means chosen that toy, but after Madam Susan's approval, she dared not disappoint her. "Thank you, Madam Susan," she replied, compliantly.

"You finished quickly, Debbie; would you like to see how a good whore gets rewarded?"

"Please, Madam Susan," replied Debbie, holding her new toy and wondering what was next. As she watched in awe at the gorgeous ebony domme's hips rolling sexily as she slow fucked Stephanie with the vibrating cock.

"Just like this 'til you come again; what do you think, Stephanie? Your new sister whore is watching you and drooling like a hungry slut."

"Please, can I rub my clit, Madam Susan?" begged Stephanie. "I need to come so bad."

"Do you hear that, girls, she needs orgasm number twelve 'so bad.' Rubbing your clit would be too easy, Stephanie. Why don't you show my girls how my horniest whore fucks my cock all by herself."

Susan stopped rocking and placed her hands on her ass and braced herself as Stephanie's body began to rock.

"Thank you, Madam Susan, I love Big Ben, so much. Oh my God, yes!"

Stephanie began to rock her body forward and back, pulling out to the head of the cock before shoving herself onto it. As her pace quickened, she began to roll her hips, forcing her clit closer to the plastic dick as she rocked.

Debbie was mesmerized again by her domme, as she felt Lisa and Rose's hands caressing her ass and thighs.

"Do you like your reward, whore!" barked Susan.

"Oh. God. Yes! Oh. God. Yes! Oh. God. Yes! Oh. God. Yes!" chanted Stephanie. "Thank--you--Madam--Susan!"

"If you fuck me a little harder, I think I'll come with you, Stephanie!"

"Please! Please! Please! Come--with--me--ee--ee!"

Debbie watched, frozen in place, as Stephanie rocked and rolled her hips, bodies slapping together once again. Susan began to scream in bliss, while pressing her hands against her own ass harder to prevent being knocked back. She held her place, despite her thighs trembling as her pet brought her to a quaking climax.

Debbie's first meeting with Stephanie replayed in her mind, as she watched her body move with a powerfully sensuous fury, its sole purpose was to please her African Queen. Debbie had envisioned a new friendship that would continue beyond the cruise when she had met the sweet, down-to-earth musician. It was suddenly hard to imagine pretending not to have witnessed the screaming cock-whore furiously fucking a strap-on, and screaming for all to hear.

She couldn't help but wonder if Stephanie had been just swept away by desires released by Susan's hypnotic charms and an unwitting conspirator. Or had she planned from the beginning to pull Debbie into Susan's world.

As the egg pushed Debbie to the edge, all that mattered was she had arrived in Susan's world, and she liked it. What happened on the cruise ship would hopefully stay on the cruise ship, as they all had teased from the beginning. Regardless of the consequences, cruise ship Debbie would reign until they walked off the gangway. And as long as she reigned, she would embrace Susan's world and fulfill her role as her nastiest whore.

The relentless egg vibrated her oozing pussy, as Stephanie fucked Susan's strap-on with complete disregard of anyone, or anything else, around her. Debbie imagined how it must have felt pounding herself on the huge vibrating cock, surrendering herself completely.

Her legs turned to rubber, and she wobbled on her feet. Then she watched in disbelief, as Stephanie released jets of liquid drenching the cock, her thighs, and the carpet, as her screams reached a fever pitch. Debbie needed to come and could not hold back anymore.

A part of her welcomed whatever punishment Susan would bring, and she leaned back against Lisa and Rose for support, their warmth and wandering hands added to her blissful surrender, as she savored their lingering taste still on her tongue. Her mouth opened and she groaned softly, as she let Susan's egg push her to the edge.

The hands suddenly retreated, followed almost immediately by the sound and sting of the paddle striking her ass three times hard and fast, pulling her back from climax again.

"You don't get to come yet!" barked Lisa, and for emphasis, three more stinging swats hit Debbie's tender ass as Stephanie lunged forward off the cock and collapsed, panting on the floor.

Susan sat back onto her heels catching her breath, as well. After a moment, she recovered her thoughts.

"Sweet Stephie, you have made me so proud. Is the reward of obedience worth it?"

"Oh my God yes, Madam Susan. Thank you for making me your whore," said Stephanie, lying flat on the floor, head turned to the right and hands out to the side, panting.

"Do you see how satisfying my rewards can be, Debbie?"

"Yes, Madam Susan," panted Debbie.

"Are you going to obey?"

"Yes, Madam Susan, please."

"You will need to earn your reward, understood?"

"Yes, please, Madam Susan."

"The egg stays in, except when relieving yourself."

"Yes, Madam Susan."

"You must learn self-control, Debbie. Who decides when you come, whores?"

"You do, Madam Susan," they replied, in unison.

"Hands and knees please, Stephanie."

She assumed the position, unsure if she could take any more, but Susan had never disappointed.

"Clean her up please, ladies," commanded Susan.

All three began to move toward her. "Debbie, you are late for rehearsal. You need to go. We'll join you soon."

Debbie had lost track of time. She was naked and without her phone, so had no idea of the time. She did know she was disappointed to miss out on 'cleaning up' Stephanie. While she dressed to leave, she watched as Rose and Lisa began to lick Stephanie's thighs clean.

Susan kept her on task and ordered her out. When she stepped out of salon G, she realized she was a disheveled mess, but looking at her phone, she was already fifteen minutes late for a forty-five-minute rehearsal. There was no time for freshening up; nonetheless, she felt the growing urge to pee with the egg humming inside her.

Rose had set her up for Wi-Fi texting and it was working as she had several texts from Amber and Mark. She responded.

Debbie: On my way. Fell asleep.

As she scurried to rehearsal, her mind replayed servicing Rose and Lisa and the added excitement intensified the need to pee. She was thankful she did not have panties. She stopped at a restroom, and could not get the egg out before her bladder released, getting a little on her hand. She finished, washed her hands and the egg, before reinserting it, then ran to rehearsal.

She was thankful, Susan and her harem had not arrived yet, and she learned that running lessened the effect of the vibrating egg. Once on stage, and having fended off the angry glares of Mark, Amber and the team, the effects of the egg were distracting but manageable. She did a quick sound check of her mic, and they all resumed the rehearsal.

Susan and the girls arrived about halfway through. Rose was not with them, but Debbie did see her near the main entrance talking to other crew members. Debbie had informed the security guards they would be coming as she had rushed into the auditorium.

Of course, Susan was not shy and moved directly to the stage, making it easy for Debbie to step up and show her red ring tail protruding from her naked pussy. Susan smiled knowingly, giving Debbie a rush, which turned to anxiety when she saw a reaction from Stephanie, who was a few steps back from the stage.

Stephanie understood the look of fear on Debbie's face and watched as Debbie backed up and let her know when she was out of her range of vision. She felt her musician kinship with Stephanie grow a little stronger, as she understood the risk Debbie would be facing, exposing herself on stage. Debbie wondered if Stephanie ever had to do the same. If so, it really would be difficult for a violist to pull it off.

Lila McCann and Chely Wright joined them as they finished with a final run-through of 'Constant Craving' by KD Lang. The group had decided that all the singers would only do vocals and the collective remaining band members would play instruments. Debbie was thankful for that, as she contemplated the risk of pleasing her Madam.

Susan quickly pulled her phone and turned the speed up on the egg, for just a second, then backed it down. Debbie looked at Susan and raised her eyebrows, seeing her with her thumb over the button, waiting for the nod to make her come on stage.

Debbie scanned her deep brown, taunting eyes, thinking just how beautiful Susan was, as she mouthed the words to Debbie. Cruise ship Debbie, wanted to nod and drop to her knees and let the orgasm take her.

Debbie just couldn't bring herself to go through with it and shook her head subtly. The disappointment on her domme's face was evident. And then thought there would be an auditorium full of people later, and she really wanted 'the reward.' With everyone singing, if she faded out, no one would even notice.

She had been on edge all day and needed relief more than anything. Susan's hair was combed out straight and shimmered in the stage lighting. Her cheekbones were amazing and her lips completely kissable. Her shapely, ebony body stood in stark contrast to the white string bikini, and cruise ship Debbie had lost all good judgement.

She braced herself and looked into Susan's eyes, biting her bottom lip. Susan's face lit up and that was it. Debbie nodded, and Susan's thumb hit the button, sending the egg into high gear.

Debbie jerked from the impact, despite knowing it was going to happen, and her voice cracked a bit. Susan's smile was priceless and Stephanie watched, wide-eyed, in amazement.

The constant state of arousal had worn down any resistance. With her new domme's approval, and the look of sheer pleasure on her face, Debbie's body gave up completely. Her legs could not hold her up and longer. So, as she dropped to her knees, she had the presence of mind to play it up as if she were being dramatic and sang directly to Susan. Amber and Mark watched and smiled, impressed by Debbie's boldness. She could not see their reaction in that moment, but Chely and Lila also smiled at her showmanship.

Looking into Susan's eyes, she sang, "... constant craving has always been..." and the powerful vibration of the egg controlled by the beautiful Black goddess, sent her to hands and knees as her body surrendered to a powerful climax that would live in her memory for life.

Susan's deep brown eyes penetrated her very being, as her body shuddered on stage, with the band, Chely, and Lila oblivious to an all-consuming tingling climax that she could never have imagined twenty-four hours earlier. She focused on the lyrics and somehow managed to keep making sound in time with the song. Amid her quaking climax, she kept her eyes on Susan and truly felt that her craving for Susan had always been.

Lisa and Stephanie were the only two others in the room that had a clue what was happening and stood, mouth agape, tingling in amazement.

Susan felt her pussy heat and mouth quiver as she saw complete surrender in Debbie's eyes turn into pleading desperation. After a few seconds, she realized it was time to end it, or Debbie would turn into a convulsive heap in front of everyone. She tapped the button turning off the device and felt a heated tingling that her whores would need to address, as soon as she could get out of there.

When the song ended, all eyes were on Debbie and Chely Wright spoke up first. "Wow! Debbie, that was so hot. I love it! Who would have guessed sweet Debbie, could turn up the heat." She looked at Susan. "Please tell me you're coming tonight. We need this in the show."

Mark and Amber were laughing. "Wow, what happens on the cruise ship..." said Mark, and it seemed to Debbie like everyone in the hall finished, in unison, "... stays on the cruise ship."

They looked at Susan waiting for a response.

"Pretty, White straight girls can be such a tease." She gave Debbie a knowing smirk. "We'll be here front and center. Even though she's just a pussy teaser."

"If you got it, flaunt it, Debbie. Great session everyone!" said Chely. "Let's set up for Lila. Hopefully, we can wrap up rehearsals early."

Kevin, the drummer for Dreamland, tried to wrap his head around what had just happened. When Debbie dropped to hands and knees, she nearly exposed her most intimate parts to Kevin. He could see a bright red rubber ring dangling at her skirt line. He suspected what it might be, when he saw Susan tap her phone and Debbie's body seemed to relax.

He'd known the family for years and could not fathom that what he thought he saw was true. He quickly convinced himself it was a piece of elastic from her underwear, and Debbie was just adding a little showmanship to the song for extra attention from Chely and Lila to help advance the band's notoriety. Susan's comments about Debbie being a tease seemed in line with that thought.

Debbie smiled, trying to play along, but once she stood up, she felt a droplet of cum rolling down her inner thigh. She quickly crossed her legs, pressing her thigh together to capture the fluid and rotated her upper body side to side, holding a finger to her bottom lip, over dramatizing the innocent-girl look.

Lila, Chely, and Chely's wife Lauren all came up and praised Debbie, for how hot she was. Coming from Lauren, the Director of Marketing for Sony Music, the rest of the band were over-the-top excited. But Debbie's heart raced as the reality of coming in front of everyone, just to please her Madam-- was both one of the most exhilarating, and totally terrifying moments of her life.

The group wrapped up, agreeing 'Constant Craving' would be the only artists' conglomeration that night. That would allow Dreamland to clear out after their set, as the backstage area was crowded and it would give a little more room for the others.

Debbie's thoughts on that were, that it meant she could get back to Susan and the others sooner that evening.

As the meeting broke up, Kevin put a hand on her back as he and Mike also commented on her boldness. He felt her heart pounding and thought to himself, maybe Debbie had real emotion behind teasing her lesbian friends. Then he looked at Susan and her friends. It was obvious they all took it seriously. The seed was planted in his mind of a lesbian foursome, involving Debbie and her groupies.

Debbie felt the wetness between her thighs and grew paranoid someone would notice. The first chance she had, she slipped backstage and into the restroom. She returned after freshening up, disappointed that Susan and Lisa had gone. She scanned the room as Mark and Brittney came up to her.

"Dee, honey, you finally embraced the vibe. I love it!" teased Brittney. "Three hotties, begging for it."

Debbie blushed. Enjoying the facade that Susan created, of Debbie using her groupies for her amusement with no intention of giving them what they want. There was a certain feeling of power knowing it was their secret. And she could not help but smile, knowing she had finally gotten some relief from the constant edging Susan had subjected her to. The orgasm was even more satisfying, knowing they had secretly pulled it off in front of everyone.

"The crowd's gonna love it, Dee. Don't go all stiff on us at the show, bring it like you just did."

Despite the relief, the egg continued to vibrate inside her, and the thought of holding out until the show seemed unbearable.

Debbie smiled and responded enthusiastically, happy to not be the stick-in-the-mud in the others' eyes. "Oh, I'm bringing it! What happens on the cruise ship..."

"Stays on the cruise ship," replied Brittney, with a sexy eye pop and a fist pump. "Why do I think you're gonna turn out to be the wildest of us all?"

Debbie tried not to show the flash of fear that crept in, thinking Brittney somehow knew, and replied quickly, with a naughty grin, "Definitely."

Brittney was going to comment, as Rose came up and began to whisper into Debbie's ear. Brittney stopped looked at Debbie, and said, "Damn, girl..."

Debbie nodded to Rose, and looked at Brittney and Mark, "See you later."

Brittney looked at her as she realized something was going on. She did not say another word, but watched as Debbie left with the cruise worker without explanation.

Rose had whispered, "Madam Susan would like me to tend to you until the show."

That was all Debbie needed to hear, and she quickly withdrew from Mark and Brittney to learn what 'tending to her' meant. She assumed it would be heavenly ****, but she had already learned to expect nothing less.

As they walked, she recalled her introduction to Rose and her sweet fruity flavor. She wondered if she was still without panties and hoped she could taste her cum again before the show. It would surely make whatever edging **** was in store for her worth it. Especially knowing she would have the opportunity for relief again in a couple of hours. It was hard to imagine having an orgasm in front of a full auditorium, but the excitement of repeating her intimate secret with Susan in front of 1,500 people was starting to build...

To be continued.

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