The Daddy P.I. Casefiles: The First Collection by Frost, J (great novels .txt) π
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I lean into him while we listen to the cruise directorβs presentation. She explains the difference between public and private scenes, punctuating each point with a shake of the pom-poms that accessorize her pink, cheerleader costume.
Her excessive enthusiasm sucks all remaining energy out of me. Between the time change and the tension of last night and the many orgasms, I could really use a nap. I yawn and turn my face into Loganβs waistcoat to cover it.
βPay attention,β he rumbles. βEach yawn earns you one demerit, little girl.β
I stuff my knuckles in my mouth, determined not to yawn again.
But Tina-the-Psycho-Cheerleader is like a psychic leech. She drains me of every last joule of energy and I earn four demerits listening to her explain the Dungeon Board, Scene Board and Meet-Up Board we saw when we boarded. Iβm wondering where I can find toothpicks to prop my eyelids open as she explains that guests can go nude when we reach international waters, which the captain will signal with three blasts of the shipβs horn, and that at least a bathing suit is required in the restaurants.
βIf you face-plant into my chest as you fall asleep, little girl, there will be no more orgasms for you today,β Logan murmurs.
That wakes me up.
βYes, Sir!β I say with alacrity.
Logan chuckles.
I somehow manage to stay awake, and stop yawning, through a presentation by Jason from the Pink Pearl Spa. Heβs only slightly less perky than Tina. I wonder if they drink the same energy drinks.
When Jason finishes, Tina bounces on her toes and claps. βThatβs it, ladies and gentlemen! Thank you for coming. We at Pink Pearl are so excited to have you on board and hereβs to having the best ten days on the kinky high seas!β
There are some faint cheers, and jeers, in the crowd, and some polite clapping, before people begin drifting away.
Logan doesnβt seem in any hurry to leave, or maybe he just doesnβt like fighting the crowds at the stairs. He makes a slow circuit of the embarkation lounge, which has kiosks for everything from currency exchange to shore excursions. As weβre looking at some brochures for an Aztec ruinsβ excursion, Niall-the-Viking strides over and claps Logan on the shoulder.
βGlad I found yeh,β he says.
Logan looks unshaken by the Vikingβs friendly assault and offers the man his hand.
After they shake, Niall continues, βVashi realized she didnβt get Emilyβs cabin number and didnβt know how to find her again. Sheβs been beside herself so I came down to see if I could catch yeh at the orientation.β He holds out a slip of paper, which Logan takes. βThatβs our suite number.β
βThanks. Weβre in D Three and Five.β
Niall nods and clasps his hands together in front of him, knuckles whitening. βI donβt quite know how to go about this. Is Emily allowed to meet up with Vashi?β
I can see that itβs an effort for him to frame it as a question rather than a command. This is a man who is seriously used to getting his own way.
Logan nods. βEmilyβs not a slave. She can answer for herself.β
βI got the wrong end of the stick.β Niallβs dark blue eyes flick to me. βVashi is a slave. Yeh understand she needs my permission before she agrees to anything?β
I understand the rules of Master and slave perfectly. βIs she free tomorrow at all?β
βAye, she has my permission to sit at the pool from ten to eleven and three to four on sea days.β
βAm I free, Sir?β I turn the question to Logan, since I havenβt seen my schedule for tomorrow yet.
βYes, youβre free from three to four tomorrow,β Logan says.
βThank you, Sir. Master Niall, with your permission, Iβd very much like to join Vashi at the pool from three to four tomorrow.β
He didnβt ask me to call him Master, but since he just told me Vashiβs his slave, I observe the etiquette that I would with any Master and slave.
βIβll tell her.β He gives me a long look. βYer nicely trained.β
βThank you, Master Niall,β I say, bowing my head at the compliment.
βVashi.β He clears his throat and looks a little uncomfortable. βVashi doesnβt have many friends who understand our lifestyle. Girlfriends, I mean.β
I nod. I donβt have any real-life friends who understand my kink, although Gracie tries. All of my subbie friends are online. βI have the same problem.β
βGood. Yehβll understand each other.β Niall smiles and itβs devastating. I want to bathe in that smile, throw myself at his feet, and promise him anything if heβll smile at me again. God, heβs a strong Dom. I tuck in a little closer to Logan, and he slides his arm around me. βIβll tell Vashi yehβll meet her at the main pool. If something comes up, would yeh be so kind as to drop us a note? Vashi doesnβt deal well with disappointment, so Iβd like to prepare her.β
βI wonβt disappoint her,β I reassure him. βIβm looking forward to it.β
He smiles at me again, which makes me weak-kneed and thankful Iβm not still wearing the Ben Wa balls or I really would be a puddle on the floor, and claps Logan on the shoulder before he turns back into the thinning crowd.
Logan tucks the paper into his pants pocket and kisses my forehead. βThat was a first. Iβve been asked for access to my bottoms before, but never for a girly date.β
I grin up at him. βIβve never had my Dom agree to a girly date before, either. Will you arrange all my playdates from now on, Sir?β
βSure.β He kisses the end of my nose. βYouβre a mischief, baby. Seducing everyone you meet.β
βYou told me to make friends.β
βAnd you were a good girl and did what you were
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