The Commodities Market

Chapter One-2

Sometime around seven I had to piss like a race horse, so I eased out of bed and went to the bathroom. I carefully studied the satin sash that held my hands so cleverly together. After fighting a giant boner I was able to relieve myself and get back into bed. Janine never roused as I lay there wondering what would happen when she got up.

I dozed off again and was awakened around ten by her hand rubbing my c**k.

“So, I see you’re ready to play.”

She gently massaged my balls with one hand while rubbing my c**k up and down with the other.

“I bet you’d like to blow that little thing, wouldn’t you?” she giggled.

I didn’t answer her question. I just nodded my head a little, figuring that her question was really rather rhetorical. Besides she already knew my answer. On and on her manipulation continued. My blood was boiling with desire. I tried to get my hands on her but she just pushed me away and continued to gently jerk me off. My balls were rumbling as the pleasure was building and she brought me ever closer. My satisfaction was just mere moments away. My nuts tingled, my heart pounded and my breathing was heavy, but my pleasure was not to be. As my balls tightened ready to shoot their load, she squeezed down hard on my testicles. The instant pain put my little gun on safety. The trigger couldn’t be pulled. It didn’t fire.

“Ah – h – h – h …. Oh God,” I moaned. “Why’d you stop, babe? Why’d you stop?”

“You should know that you have to give me pleasure first. A slave’s total duty is pleasing his Mistress. After all it’s what you want, isn’t it - you the slave and me your Mistress,” she said with a sly, little grin. “Well it is, isn’t it?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Without a second thought, I moved down to the foot of the bed and settled between her thighs. She slid a pillow beneath her ass to raise her hungry p***y up as I began exploring her wet lips. My tongue tenderly ran the length of her slit while my nose rubbed just under her little hood. As the nasal prodding continued, I rimmed her most feminine spot and pushed my tongue in as deep as it would go. I could feel her squirm as my invasion continued. My tongue continued to f**k her as her clit swelled from the rubbing.

I held off for a bit and went back down until my tongue was circling her tight, little rose bud. She moved her ass around and opened her legs slightly wider. I stayed there and lapped her clenched petals and finally moved back up to her waiting p***y.

I gently nuzzled between her gasping lips and nibbled on her little button. With my lips protecting my teeth I gently pulled and tongue whipped her sensitive clit as she experience several orgasms – each stronger than the last. She finally told me to stop. She was gasping for breath for a couple of minutes before her body was able to settle down from her lusty high and relax. She told me to get up and stand at attention next to her bed.

She took special notice of my dripping erection as she spoke. “You pathetic little worm. I can’t believe how excited you are right now. But you haven’t earned your release. What you want is going to have to wait.”

“But...”

“Sh – h – h – h… not a word, slave. Little kids and slaves should be seen and never heard. Hand me my laptop and my purse. I think I’ll do a little shopping while you go fix my breakfast. When it’s ready you can bring it in, get on your knees and serve me here in bed like I deserve. Now get going.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

I was heading for the kitchen in my daydream when she spoke loudly from the cruise ship’s deck, snapping me back to the reality of my present situation.

“So, slave, are you enjoying the wonderful aroma of my panties.”

“Yes, Mistress. You know I love your panties.”

“It’s obvious. You’re still rock hard,” she said as she walked around in front of me. “Do you want to come out in the sun for a while?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Come on… I’ll help you up and into my panties. We had better cover that little monster up. After all you wouldn’t want it to get burned, would you? The handcuffs will stay for a while though.”

“That’s okay. I enjoy them.”

“I know,” she said with a chuckle and a little grin as she pulled her soiled panties up over my hips and ass but they barely covered my erect c**k. After she mixed herself a drink we went out to watch the ocean. It was a little difficult and a bit uncomfortable with my hands behind my back, but I stretched out on a lounge chair and enjoyed the sights and smell of the sea.

“So what were you thinking about while you were inside? Something was keeping you extra hard.”

“I was remembering that first night after revealing my secret desire to Phil and Stacy. Gee, I wonder if they know what goes on in our lives.”

“Yea, they do. I told Stacy all about it later the next week. I’m sure she told Phil and we’ve talked about it several time since.”

“What’d she say?”

“She thought it was kind of interesting… especially when I told her I bought a chastity device and keep you locked up in it 24/7. She especially liked the idea of you only being allowed to c*m if you have served me well. She told me that Phil constantly pesters her for s*x and that locking him up might solve that problem.”

“I don’t picture him the least bit submissive. He’s the alpha male, athletic jock type. I really don’t think he’d accept her as his superior or let her rule their bedroom.”

“Probably not, but you like it, don’t you?”

“You know I do, honey.”

Less than an hour passed before she suggested that we go inside and let me finish the job I had started. By then I’d had enough sun anyway. I don’t get outside very often and it wouldn’t take long to get a painful burn.

Before long I was worshiping her musky-sweet p***y. My tongue explored those pouting lips and soon found her s*x-craved clit. I spent an hour making her moan and shake as the orgasms rocked her clear to her soul. Finally, she pushed me away.

“Come on, let’s go shower and wander around the ship a little. We’ll get some lunch and maybe hit the casino. What do you think?” she asked.

The nylon cuffs were clipped and we got cleaned up. But before getting dressed, she put my c**k into chastity once more. With the tough plastic c**k sleeve secured with a lock through my Prince Albert and a tight band around my ball sack there was no possibility of getting hard, let alone achieving any pleasure.

After getting dressed, we made our way to the dining room. There’s one thing about a cruise. Food with multiple, magnificent choices is always available. As we ate I looked over to the other side of the room, sensing that someone was watching me.

Immediately I made eye contact with a young Hispanic fellow. He was quite handsome with short, black hair, dark eyes and probably in his early to mid-twenties. We stared at each other for a few moments, before Janine interrupted our visual encounter.

“Who are you looking at?” she asked inquisitively.

“That guy over there was staring at me.”

“You’re crazy. Do you know him?”

“No, but I know he was watching me. I could feel it. It was obvious when we made eye contact.”

“I doubt it. He was probably looking at me. After all I’m the good looking one.”

“Why, you don’t think I’m good looking?”

“Oh come on. Don’t take it personal. I was kidding. I doubt if he was looking at either of us in particular. He was just looking at the different variety of people.”

As I glanced back in his direction, he raised his index finger and nodded. I immediately looked back at my plate, but he knew I saw him. After a couple more mouthfuls, I looked once more. To my surprise he was gone but had definitely gotten my attention.

After eating we wandered across the deck, watched some young guys and girls play around on the climbing wall and finally wandered into one of the casinos.

“Maybe I’ll play a little black jack. Are you going to play some of the slots?”

“Yea, go ahead,” she replied. “I’ll be over here.”

After looking over the tables I finally selected one and sat down. I pushed a couple of hundreds to the dealer for chips and waited for the deal. I’d lost about half my chips when I ran into a winning streak. It wasn’t long before I had my original stack back and another one quite a lot bigger. As the dealer dealt out the next hand, I noticed someone sit down next to me. I really didn’t pay a lot of attention as I thumbed up the corners of my cards. Then I quickly glanced to my left. It was him. The good looking Mexican had taken the seat right next to me.

My attention was on the game as I turned over an Ace and Jack of spades. The dealer had just seventeen.

“Doing quite well I see,” the young man said to me. “I don’t seem to win very often.”

“Yea, right now Lady Luck is sitting on my other side. But, do I know you from someplace? I saw you watching me earlier.”

“No, Señor Jensen… we have never met, but we will become really good friends before long. You can count on it. We’ll get together for a few drinks sometime soon.”

The dealer interrupted our little conversation, “Sir, do you want another card?”

I looked at my cards and waved my hand over them. The fellow next to me turned over a blackjack. The dealer had 15 and had to take another card, putting her over. My pair of tens won me more chips.

“You brought me luck,” the young fellow said in his heavy accent as he picked up his chips and left the table.

I watched him closely. He was tall and well built. With his broad shoulders, prominent muscles and slim waist, it was obvious that he worked out quite often. As I thought about it for a moment, I finally figured that he was either connected with Rafael Rodriguez or possibly another big dealer who wants to use my services. I chuckled to myself as I thought about the immense fortune I was making off these drug lords. Maybe he would fatten the pot a little more.

The cards were in my favor for nearly an hour. But after losing two hands in a row, I left the dealer a hundred dollar chip and went to find my wife.

She was playing some game where a shark comes out and eats her fish. “Having any luck?”

“No!” she said with a little disgust in her voice. “How ‘bout you?”

“I did okay. I’m up about three grand. But something funny happened…”

“Oh look!” she interrupted me with great joy and excitement. “I got the shark!”

Lights started flashing and bells rang while her machine started doing its own thing. After giving her at least a dozen free spins, she went from losing a couple hundred to being nearly a hundred to the good.

“Had enough or do you want to play some more?”

“I’m on a roll now. I’ll play a little longer.”

“Sometimes it’s better to quit while you’re ahead.”

“It doesn’t make any difference, does it?”

“No, as long as you’re having fun.”

While she continued to play, I walked over to the bar and got a beer. I looked around for my new friend but he was nowhere to be seen. I was curious. I wondered what he had in mind.

I wandered back out on the casino floor and soon was into another game. It was sort of hit and miss. I was staying about even when Janine found me. After two more hands we went back to the room. We spent some more time on our deck and relaxed until dinner.

In the evening we watched a comedy show before turning in. She left my c**k locked up tight even though I satisfied her once more. After a long day, we both finally fell asleep.

I woke up early and eased out of bed. After quietly dressing in shorts and a tee shirt I left the room and went up on the deck to jog on the track. There were only a few other people out at that hour so there was no one really to bother me.