Sitting down with Josh waiting for drinks, they began looking through the cruise ship guide that had been given out at reception. It was a layout of the ship with specific attention to the passenger areas, restaurants, shops, and entertainment. The top deck was an area solely for nudity, with bathing and bar facilities. Carla, though, focused on the entertainment areas that catered for the fetish enthusiasts. It also housed a theatre, a cinema, and a casino. She paid particular attention to the list of fetishes catered for. Josh noticed her.
“Any that take your fancy?” he asked.
She laughed. “Quite a lot,” she murmured.
“Well, if you need a companion… “he offered.
She smiled without taking him up on his offer.
“What’s this ‘Roulette Bed’ room?”
Josh looked at his guide. “I don’t remember that from our last time.”
Ronnie looked as well; he had no idea what it meant. Carla, though, was interested. She was curious and something inside her told her it would be fun. She put down her guide and looked out of the windows facing the dockside. There seemed to be a lot of activity out there, but no more queues. Josh looked out too and glanced at his watch.
“Looks like we will soon be off.”
As if almost on cue, a voice came over the Tanoy. Yes, they were preparing to sail.
Carla listened with one ear to the usual instructions and rules that are given on most forms of travel, be they be by air or sea travel. The First Officer emphasised the rule that nudity was restricted to the top deck. Casual dress was allowed in all the other area including all the restaurants apart from the First Class one. There, evening dress was required. It was also where the Captain dined each evening, with honoured guests at his table.
There were also rules about the opening and closing of the casino and fetish rooms. They would only be open when in international waters. “We have to respect national rules and regulations,” he told them.
She smiled at that one. ‘No gratuitous shagging in territorial waters!’ she muttered to herself.
Just after he had finished, Rob and Jasmine joined them. She noticed Josh perk up when she sat down. Ronnie noticed too and gave her thigh a pat as she sat down beside him. He was marking his territory! Josh turned his attention to Carla, but her thoughts were elsewhere. She grabbed her guide and got to her feet.
“I’m going to have a wander round, see what’s what,” she told them.
“Need an escort?” Josh offered.
She shook her head. “Thanks, but I prefer to wander alone.”
Kissing Ronnie on the cheek, she told him she would see him later, and left them.
Josh looked disappointed, finished his drink, and wandered off in the opposite direction, leaving Ronnie with Jasmine and Rob. They ordered another round of drinks and began chatting. Jasmine had told Ronnie that they had left the attendants to unpack for them.
“We have separate bedrooms too,” she said with a smile. “They also have ‘Do not Disturb’ signs to put on the door handle, just like hotels. I love that idea.”
Ronnie felt his cock twitch. He knew what she was saying.
“Would you like my mobile number Ronnie, so we can keep in touch on board?”
He nodded. She took out her phone and began to scroll down over some apps. She leant over and showed her screen to Rob. “Is it okay if I send Ronnie this pic?”
A startled look lit his face. “Are… are you sure?”
“He’s already seen me naked,” she said quietly.
“But… “
She turned to Ronnie and pointed her screen at him. It was a picture of her lying back on top of the bed, head resting in her hands behind her, and legs slightly apart, with one knee raised. It left nothing to the imagination. She had pubic hair when that was taken.
“Are you sure?” he asked her. “You hardly know me and once a picture is out there, it’s out there forever.”
Rob nodded in agreement.
“I trust you with it, and anyway, I want you to have it. I’ll send it to you with my number.”
She held it still in front of him. His erection was full now.
“One problem with the picture though,” he told her, almost breathlessly, “It needs to be updated.”
She looked at the screen again and then laughed. “Oh yes, I’m bare down there now,” she said. “I expect you want an up-to-date picture, then?”
Ronnie nodded and smiled, but Rob was frowning. Jasmine turned to him. “Will you do the honours later, luv?”
He nodded.
“In the meantime, I’ll have that one,” Ronnie told her.
She turned her mobile to face her. “And your number?”
Ronnie gave it to her. Moments later, his phone pinged. He switched it on to be confronted by her picture.
“You have my number now as well,” she told him. “So, anytime you need me, you can ring me.”
He finished his drink, switched his phone back on and texted. Seconds later, Jasmine’s phone pinged. She read her message.
‘I need a fuck… NOW!’
She smiled, picked up her glass and finished her drink. Leaning over and giving Rob a kiss, she told him that she was going for a lie down.
Ronnie reached for her hand and led her away from the table, leaving Rob to watch her leaving to get fucked.
Meanwhile, Carla was stepping out of the second-floor lift to find the Roulette Bed room. There were quite a few people about and she quickly realised that tours of the rooms were taking place. Halfway down, she spotted the one she was looking for and quickened her pace. She reached the door just as it was being closed. Using her foot and a hand she stopped the door closing and pushed her way in. An attendant stepped aside and let her pass.
“Thank you.” She said politely to the young girl dressed in a white t-shirt and short, red, flared skirt, who asked people to spread out.
Carla’s eyes fixed upon the centre of the room where a large round bed sat. It was covered in black satin sheets with two matching pillows. At both ends of the bed there were poles attached, to which there were black, leather, shackles attached. She knew immediately what was the bed’s purpose.
“Can everyone spread out around the bed please,” another girl similarly dressed asked.
People shuffled round it until there was a full circle. Carla saw that there were only four female passengers, including herself. She counted sixteen men. The girl then welcomed everyone and introduced herself as Trish before pointing to the two other girls, naming them as Zoe and Sal.
“Okay, this is a new feature to our pleasure cruise,” she said. “It’s called the roulette bed,” she added, grabbing a post and giving it a shove. The bed began to move round.
Carla smiled to herself, now realising why it was called by that name.
Trish looked around the room sizing up all who were there. “So, you’re wondering, how does this work?” she said before looking at Sal. “On you get Sal.”
“Oh no, not me again,” she said feigning indignation.
“Yes, you.” Zoe said with a jocular authority.
Sal had shoulder length ginger hair and was the tallest of the of three. She kicked off her slip-on shoes and clambered onto the bed.
“She loves it really,” Trish told the audience.
She knew the drill; positioned herself into the centre of the bed and spread her arms out wide, keeping her legs tightly together. Trish went to the right-hand post and picked up the loose end of the restraint. Sal held her wrist out to allow her to fasten it. Trish then looked across to the other side of the bed and saw one of the men standing facing her.
“Would you like to fasten the cuff please, sir?”
He didn’t waste a second in reaching for her wrist. Trish watched him restrain. “I think sir has done this before, hasn’t he?”
He looked across at a woman standing a few feet away from Carla. “My wife will testify to that,” he said with a smile. She looked sheepishly down at the floor.
Carla glanced at her with envy.
Trish then moved down to the other end of the bed and suddenly climbed on it to reach Sal’s skirt. Her hands slipped under it and tugged at her panties. They all watched the panties being dragged down over her hips and to her ankles. There were gasps from the audience and jaw dropping from many males. Trish pulled away from the bed, tossed the panties onto the floor, and went to grab Sal’s right ankle.