The 20s (Invite only)
 

A time when the world stuggles to recover from the Great War and a time of excess. (Please ask to join via a pm before posting.)

A drizzle rain falls as the taxi turns into the gateway of the Liverpool docks. The taxi stops and a young porter opens the door to the taxi. "Are you for the US line sir?" From inside the cab comes the reply. "Yes I am." The porter smiles and says. "You best get aboard then sir. I shall bring the luggage."

Standing on deck holding her umbrella, she watched the other passengers boarding. Sadness and anger welling up inside her as she held the railing tightly,tears beginning to trickle down her cheeks. How could she have been so stupid as to believe all his lies and travel so far from home? Well, enough was enough, the war was finally over and she would finally make that journey back to the ones she missed. Perhaps this voyage was just the beginning of a new time of self-discovery.

The dock was busy with people as he left the taxi. Pulling a hat over his head and draping a leather overcoat over his shoulders. He walks towards the ship. He is a tall man with a kind face. A soft man hardened by war and its toll.

As the ship began to fill with people, she decided to stop feeling sorry for herself. After all that terrible war was over, life would be good again. She was sure of it. Looking around she watched families with children in tow struggling to get thru the throngs of passengers, and had to smile as one father tried so hard to get his daughter's hands off the railing where she clung, screaming to the heavens. She looked down at all the people yet to board and noticed one handsome gentleman in a hat and overcoat. Yes, perhaps this would be just the trip to begin life anew.

He made his way to the ship past all the people saying their goodbyes to friends and loved ones. "This way to first class Sir." Says the porter. "I am in cabin 12." They walk along the deck towards his cabin. As they go he notices a charming yet sad looking lady by the rail. "Good morning. Nice day to be going somewhere else don't you think?" As they walk by her.

She smiles at the handsome man, so surprised that he noticed her. So lost in his good looks, she completely missed what he said. Not to look the complete idiot, she just smiles again and says "yes"......and hopes that was the appropriate answer. After standing for awhile watching all the hustle and bustle, she decides to head to her cabin for a nap. Stopping a porter, she tells him that she's gotten a bit turned around and could he please direct her to cabin 10. Being a gentleman, he offers his arm and says he'd be most pleased to walk her to the cabin. Well this may be more of an interesting trip than ever imagined, she thinks to herself.

The little sign on the door reads 12. "This is it Sir." Says the porter as he opens the door. While waiting for porter to get his things into the cabin he sees that sad lady again. She is in arm with a porter and heading towards him. Removes his hat and smiles to the lady as he goes into his cabin. As he does so a very large and jolly English gent says to a lady with him. "I say, isn't he that American fighter ace chap? er.. Whatshisname thingy??" His wife looks confused. "I have no idea, I am sure dear."

She walks along with her arm on the porter's, well aware of the stares from the other passengers. After all a woman of her obvious means did not covort with the hired help. Well, by god let them stare. She had spent the last few years living a much too rigid life and now it was time to become the woman she knew she was. And the porter was none to bad to look at either. So they walked and chatted as he escorted her to her cabin.
As they turned the corner, her heart stopped short. It was that very handsome man again. And he had smiled....What a nice smile....and wonder or wonders, she thought, his cabin is next to mine. Did she hear correctly? Did that gentleman say the other man was a flying ace? And an American?

The porter stops in front of a door labeled 10. She thanks him and lets herself in the cabin. She takes her coat off and tosses it across a chair. She stretches out across the bed and listens to the bustle coming from the next room. Was that him? Was he alone? Was he undressing? Oh, it had been much too long since those clandestined meetings with that sniveling twit she actually thought she loved. Her hands roamed over her breasts squeezing, they continued down her stomach, pulling her dress higher. Her hands slid up the inside of one stockinged thigh, fingers touching the garter....and now slipping inside the leg of her panties.....she quickly found her clit and began rubbing in slow circles around it. Listening to the noise from the next room, her imagination fueled, she slipped two fingers down her wet slit, teasing her pussy lips, softly moaning....the two fingers slid in easily as she was soaking wet by now....in and out faster and faster, her thumb rubbing quickly across her clit as he fingers plunged deep and hard.....panting....softly moaning.... she raises her hips and thrusts deeply as the orgasm overtakes her.....sliding her fingers out.....lazily licking them, she continues to listen to the noises and drifts off to sleep.

Once in his cabin he unpacks his things for the voyage. While placing his things in the closet he hears a odd sound from the next cabin. He places his head by the joining door to the cabin. What is that sound? No it couldn't be? The last time he heard that sound was back in Paris while on leave. Ah! What was her name again? He ponders. Thats right, Fefe! He smiles as he remembers. He takes a long hot bath and dresses for dinner.

The maid enters her mistress's cabin without knocking. She had never been so lucky as to have been employed by such a kind woman before, so she repayed that kindness by being as attentive as possible to her needs. The maid, Fefe, thanked her lucky stars every day for this good woman saving her from a long life as a barmaid in Paris.

In the near darkness of the room, she takes in the scene before her. There lies her sleeping mistress, her dress raised to her waist, her panties still pulled to the side, her beautiful pussy framed by dark thick hair, still glistening from the obvious work of her hands earlier. As Fefe reaches to wake her mistress, she is overcome by the urge to gather just a small taste of the bounty laid before her. Although she had admired and yearned for her mistress, she had never dared touch until now. This was more than she could resist. Without thought of the possible consequences, she lowers her face to the waiting pussy of her mistress. Her tongue gliding over the lips, gathering the juices that lay there. Her mistress stirred in her sleep, raising her hips slightly and moaning softly. Fefe slides her hands underneath her mistress's hips and lifts them to bring her sweet soaking cunt closer. As she gently sucks the hard clit into her mouth, her sleeping beauty awakes. Fefe stops and looks into her eyes. By the smile slowly crossing her face, Fefe knows all is well and resumes her attentions to her mistress.

Grace starts awake as she realizes that a warm mouth is giving her the most wonderful sensations she'd ever felt. She raises her head and peers into the most angelic face of her maid and friend. She smiles, raises her hips and reaches down to push Fefe's face back down. Although she had never had a woman touch her like that, she felt it was right. It was just another step to becoming the woman she always wanted to be. Leaning up to watch Fefe's talented lips move over and around her pussy, she moans and grinds into her face, driving Fefe's tongue even deeper. Sensations beyond anything she'd ever felt consumed her. Crying out as her hips rotated in tight circles against Fefe's mouth. Clutching the bedspread, she leaned her head back and growled from deep inside. That tongue warm and wet, darting in and out her hole, she screams as the intensity increases. Grabbing Fefe's head she shoves her wetness into her face and cums with a screaming gush into Fefe's mouth. Pulling Fefe up onto the bed, she kisses her passionately, tasting her own juices on those lips. She pulls Fefe down and slides the maid's dress up and bloomers down and pushes her legs wide. Wonder crossing her mind at the beauty of this French woman. With no further thought, she dove between her legs and devoured her as if she were starving for a last meal. Sliding her fingers deep into Fefe's hot wetness, she let her tongue wander, tasting, lapping, licking, sucking, nibbling, biting.....all to the accompaniment of Fefe's moans. How could she have gone so long with out tasting a woman? As her fingers began to slam deep and hard, her tongue circling the French beauty's clit, Fefe's screams echoed off the cabin walls as she filled Grace's wanting mouth with her cum.

Dan is busy dressing for dinner when he hears that noise again. Only this time louder and there seems to be two of them. "What the heck is that?" He looks out the porthole expecting to see a flock of sea birds flying by making loud calls. But no, there is no birds. No, it seems to be coming from that cabin again. "What is going on in there?" He ponders and thinks that while at dinner he should find out who is in that cabin.

There is a knock at the outside door. When he answers it there is a ships steward standing outside his cabin. "Good eve Mr Slade. You are invited to dine at the Captains table tonight." Dan smiles and nods to the man. The steward then goes and knocks on the door of cabin 10. Dan watches with interest. He takes out a gold cigarette case and lights himself a smoke. From behind Dan comes a female voice. "May I have one of those Darlinkk?" Dan turns to see a tall young sultry woman with legs that seem to go the full length of her tall body. Dan smiles and offers her a smoke. "Why of course you may." The woman takes a puff and and says. "I do so love Amerikkan things Darlinkk! She then walks off down along the deck.

Fefe answers the knock at the door. Forgetting her mistress is bathing, she opens the door wide to see the steward standing there. As he announces dinner, his eyes travel over Fefe's shoulder and to the open bath door on the other side of the cabin. He watches as the other dark haired woman rises from the tub, steps out and stands at the side of the tub drying herself. He watches as she places one leg on the side of the tub and bends to dry her foot and lower leg. She exchanges that one for the other. After drying off, he watches and admires the curve of her hips as she begins to pour oil into her hands and rub it up and down her bent leg, as her hands travel up her inner thigh and seem to disappear from view as they must be rubbing oil on the places he can only imagine. She pours more oil and sloooowly rubs it up the other leg, again her hands disappearing from view. The smell of cinammon wafts to the cabin doorway. More oil is poured and she rubs it up her arms as she is turning to face the doorway. She sees the steward staring. She looks into his eyes, picks up the oil, holds it high above her breasts, leans her head back, which causes her long dark hair to spill from the pins holding it, and pours a very sloooowww drizzle of oil onto her breasts. The stream of oil travels down over her hardening nipples and runs between her breasts and down her stomach. She places the oil onto the vanity nearby and lets her hands sloooowly begin to rub the oil into her skin, her fingers paying extra attention to her nipples, twisting and pinching and pulling as she never takes her eyes from the steward's face. Her hands rubbing in the oil down her stomach, moving so very slow as she gets closer to that dark triangle of hair. Just as she is about to slip one finger there, she leans over and softly closes the bath door.
Fefe follows the stewards gaze, turns to him and says, "She's quite beautiful, is she not? She is my employer and I attend to her needs. Perhaps you should come by the cabin and help me do that very thing some night?" Looking down at the obvious buldge in his pants, says, "you and your friend there would be most welcome". She closes the door before the steward can respond.
The steward staggers backwards and runs right into another passenger, who had also witnessed that display. "Excuse me sir" he stammers trying to not let on that he had felt the definite hardness of the man's cock as he backed into him. "Is quite alright my boy, we both seem to be a bit distracted at the moment", the passenger chuckles before walking down the hall, heading to dinner.

Dan is busy watching the Darlinkk lady vanish around the corner. He turns back to see the steward and another man standing outside the opened door to cabin 10. They seem to be in a trance as if they were trout transfix by a fishmens lure. Dan ponders if he should take a closer look, but no he thinks and how odd there is a female voice that sounds familiar somehow. He shrugs and shuts the door to his cabin. He wonders off down the deck to the dinning room. Ponders if Darlinkk will be there.

Fefe is giggling as she walks to the bath door to help her mistress dress for dinner. The door opens and out steps Grace, her hair artfully twisted into a stunning chignon, tendrils of her unruly hair already escaping. Standing there smelling of cinammon and glistening from the oil, Fefe can't help but run her hand softly across Grace's back. Grace smiles and says, "You better watch those hands or we may miss dinner altogether" Fefe giggles again, smacks Grace on the ass and asks what she would like to wear for dinner. "Something simple tonight, I think. Perhaps the long black velvet gown with my pearls...oh and that pretty silken shawl, the black one with the hint of burgandy in it. I think that will do nicely. And speaking of which, what shall you wear, m'dear?" Fefe stops short. "Oh m'lady, I'll just eat down in the servants dining area. What I have on will be fine".....Grace speaks with the authority she knows will cause Fefe to obey, "Ohhhh noooo, you won't...pick something from my closet and you'll dine with the rest of us. I'll not have you down in that dingy place."

The two ladies finish dressing with Fefe adorned as never before in a flowing gown and jewels. They head out the cabin door arm in arm.

The Dinning Room
 

Dan arrives at the the first class dinning room. It is a large room. There is already a number of people in the room and a three piece orchestra is playing at the far end of the room. A waiter leads Dan over to a large table. Seated at the table is the Jolly English couple and that Darlinkk woman. The waiter shows Dan to his seat. Before sitting down Dan smiles at all and holds out a hand to the large English gent. "Hello, I am Daniel." The large English gent shakes him by the hand and says. "I say, Major Slade what and honour indeed! You can call me Harry and this is my wife Joyce." Dan nods to the lady that seems to be wearing far to may furs to be healthy. Dan then looks at the sultry young lady who meets his gaze with her dark brown eyes. "We meet again then Darlinkk." and she licks her lips slowly and smiles at Dan. Dan takes her hand and kisses it. "You are?" He asks while looking deep into her eyes. "You can call me Olga, Darlinkk." Dan takes his seat. The waiter then asks Dan. "Would you like a drink Sir?" Dan ponders. "Yes, I think the 03 Rothchild for all of us. The large English gent grins and says. "I say, jolly good, what!!

Grace and Fefe arrive at the dining room. Fefe wanders off the find herself a seat at one of the unassigned tables. Grace tells her to enjoy and have some fun. The steward walks up and offers to escort Grace to her seat at the Captain's table. As Grace is about to take his arm, another gentleman approaches and says, "Please allow me. I'm heading that way myself." Grace smiles and says "Would be my pleasure, sir" As they walk along and chat, Grace discovers he is an American Diplomat traveling back home to the states after the war. And he learns that this lovely woman whom he watched earlier thru her open door is traveling back home to be near her family again. His hand slides comfortably and softly on the small of her back as they walk and talk. He leans over and takes a whiff of her fragrance, whispering how lickable he finds cinammon. She smiles and whispers back that perhaps something with cinammon may be on the dessert menu for tonight. His hand presses on the small of her back, kneading, slightly. As they approach the table, all the gentlemen stand and bow. She and the woman with all the furs exchange greetings and begin to talk. The tall and kindly Captain Smith approaches the table and introduces himself, telling them he is so pleased they could all join him.

From across the room, Fefe spies Dan....oh no!!! she thinks....he's sitting at Grace's table....what if he tells her about Paris!!!

They all chat for a time and it appears that the English couple are from India and the sultry lady claims to be from Poland. Dan smiles at Grace. "And what were you doing in England? Would you like some champagne?" Ogla eyes off Grace and says to Dan. "Perhaps the Major would like to offer me a smoke on the deck after dinner Darlinkk. I do so lover the sea air Darlinkk."

Grace turns to Dan and says "Thank you, some champagne would be lovely. As for England, well I went to visit..um, a friend and then the war broke out. So, I'm just now traveling back home. And how about yourself? How did you come to be there?" Not missing Olga's trick, she leans toward Dan, and tilts her head to the side flirtatiously, looking him straight in the eyes, she licks her lips slightly, turning on her best Southern Charm. Before she even has a chance to see if it works, Jonathan, the diplomat touches her arm and asks if she'd like to take a walk around the ship after dinner. Looking briefly at Dan and seeing his attentions are on Olga, she agrees to go for a walk with Jonathan. The rest of the dinner passes without much exchange between she and Dan. However, Jonathan's hand under the table seems to be wandering. After the meal, she and Jonathan thank the Captain for a lovely meal, tell the others how nice to meet them and excuse themselves from the table.

Dan smiles at Grace. "I was with the army air corp in France during the war. Now with peace I am off back home to run the family silver mine." He seems to frown at the idea of going home. He gives Grace her drink and winks and goes back to chatting with Olga who seems none to pleased with this Grace woman. After the dinner Dan and Olga leave together to go on deck. They walk up onto the boat deck and Olga interlocks her arm with Dan's. They walk along the deck chatting and smoking.

Jonathan and Grace walk from the diningroom of the ship. His hand again on the small of her back. She sees Fefe across the room chatting with that young steward who came to their cabin door earlier and smiles. Thinking they will be heading on deck to view the night sky, Grace is suddenly confused when Jonathan leads her to the stairs that go deeper into the ships lower decks. He teases her...laughs and says to follow, that he has a surprise to show her. Several dark landings down, he stops and turns to her. Before she can say a word, he grabs her around the waist and pulls her to him. Holding her tight, he roughly kisses her, forcing his tongue into her mouth. As she struggles to push against him, he whispers into her ear, "I was watching that incredible show you put on this afternoon. Just my good timing to be passing your cabin as your maid opened the door to that steward. And I must say, you, my dear, are absolutely the slut Lord Bennington said." She looks in horror as he says that, too stunned to speak. He smirks as his free hand runs down the side of her face, down her neck and roughly squeezes her breast. "Yes my beautiful pet, I know Lord Bennington quite well. I heard all about his exploits with you. I even knew how he lured you to his own fair country with promises of love. If it makes you feel better, he did love you, just like he loved his wife, her maid, his maid, his secretary, the wash woman, and even his butler, so i'm told. Take solace in that you were second only to his wife. Your talents put you that high on the list, he told me so himself." Grace is too horrified to even speak. Even her struggling has stopped. And oddly enough, she finds herself getting wet as he touches her. As he speaks those horrid words, her hips begin to move against him. "Good!!! I knew you would be the perfect pet for tonight." He reaches into his pocket and before Grace can register what's happening, he twirls her around, pulling her arms behind her and ties her wrists together with a rope. He then turn her and slaps her face, "Stop struggling my pet, you don't want to make me angry." He ties the rope attached to her wrists to an iron bar hanging from the wall. He rips the silk shawl from her shoulders, making her shiver as the cold air hits her arms, and twirls the shawl into a long rope, and blindfolds her with it. "How nice of you to provide me with this. I had completely forgotten to bring something." His lips softly kiss her cheek as his fingers begin unbuttoning her dress. "My precious pet, this will be a night you will not soon forget."

On the boat deck Dan and Olga move between the lifeboats and up to the rail. Olga looks into his eyes and says. "It is such a lovely night Major Darlinkk. The moon is full and the sea so calm." Dan smiles and holding the back of her head with his hand moves closer. "I never noticed." He says moving his lips to hers. They kiss deeply and her lips part and they touch tongues. She grips him by the shoulder and he rubs the back of her neck as they kiss.

"Hello again", the steward says to Fefe. "I'm so glad to see you in here. So glad to find you without a date. By the way, does your mistress know you're here or should I hide you in the crowds so she won't see you?"

"Oh no" Fefe laughs. "My dearest mistress is the one who forced me to come here tonight. Insisted I wear one of her fine gowns and everything. She is truly a godsend."

"That is soooooo wonderful that she takes such good care of you. My name is Joey, by the way. And I'm so pleased to meet you." He blushes slightly and glances nervously at the floor.

"I'm certainly glad to meet you Joey. I'm Felicity but everyone calls me Fefe."

"Oh but that is such a lovely name. May I call you Felicity?"

"I'd love that."

"May I be so forward as to ask if you have plans after dinner?"

"I have nothing planned if that's what you mean. And it seems my mistress has wandered off, so I'm free for the night. What did you have in mind?"

"Perhaps just a stroll on deck to get acquainted." Again he blushes slightly and looks nervously at the floor.

"I'd love to. Why don't I just sit at my table until you finish your work. And then we can get to know each other a little better."

"That's great!!!!" Joey begins backing up to quickly in his excitement and almost overturns a serving cart. He rights himself just in time and hurries away to make quick work of his duties. Calling over his shoulder "I"ll be back as soon as I can, Beautiful!!! Uh, er, I mean Miss Felicity." Grinning he runs toward his duty station.

Dan and Olga hold each other close. Still kissing he moves his right hand down the side of her body and holds her tight around the waist. With his left hand he rubs the back of her neck and slowly runs it down her spine. He moves his mouth away from hers and kisses her cheek and then onto her neck. She moans sofly and his lips move up her neck till he is kissing her left ear. He nibbles her ear and pulls on the lobe with his lips.

Jonathan methodically unbuttons each button on Grace's dress. Without warning, he slaps her hard across the face, and hisses into her ear "You silly bitch, why did your put on a dress with so many buttons?" With that, he grabs each side of the dress's neckline and rips it right down the front. He stands back and admires her in her slip for a second and without hesitation, rips it from her body. He stands back again, admiring the young woman tied before him. Trembling from the cold air on her skin, Grace shivers and to her surprise, finds herself getting wet.

Dan and Olga are still kissing. He moves the hand he has had around her waist down over her butt and rubs gently. He pulls back and says. "Why don't we go back to my cabin for a nightcap?" Olga smiles and says. "I would love to Darlinkk. The two of them walk off to his cabin hand in hand.

Dan and Olga return to his cabin. It is not long before they are both naked and laying on his bed. They kiss and she swings a leg over his body and rubs her foot up and down his leg in a playful way. He rolls her onto her back and sits between her legs. Taking her left leg in his hands he cups her foot and massages it gently. Then he runs his moist lips down the side of her foot. She shivers. He then runs a hand slowly down her leg and back up again. Slowly he lets go her foot and moves his lips up the inside of her leg.

Olga opens her legs wider and places one leg over his shoulder as he moves up her other leg. He places his hands between her legs and under her butt. Opening up her vagina with his thumbs. She is wet with excitement. His moth moves over her vagina and he licks up the wet slit till he finds her clit with his hot and wet tongue he begins to lick around and over her clit in soft, hot and wet circles. She moans and grips his head with her hands and braces her legs hard in against him.

Fefe and Joey finally make it to the top deck. They stroll along in the dim glow of the deck lights, looking out over the sea, just talking and getting to know each other better. Fefe sees Dan and another woman coming from the opposite direction. Looking around, she sees nowhere to duck, so for lack of anything she grabs Joey and kisses him, keeping her lips pressed to his and her arms wrapped around his shoulders. Joey pulls her tight to him and responds. As the Dan and that woman pass by, without notice of her, she relaxes and realizes she likes having Joey this close. His tongue slips into her mouth as his hands begin to roam down her back.

Dan licks down her slit and opening her wider pushes his tongue down over her anus. Olga moans louder and says something in a language Dan does not understand. He licks around her anus. He licks back up to her clit and taking a hand from under her slides a finger slowly into her vagina. Olga is moaning more and moving her body with his finger movements. Dan pulls on her clit with his teeth lightly and licks faster.

Grace feels as if her heart will explode in her chest. She hasn't played these games since she stopped seeing Lord Bennington. She remembers how at first it frightened her but then the urge to please the man she thought she loved overrode all that fear. And it had been so very long since she was with a man.....perhaps this was exactly what she needed. She stood very still and waited.

Jonathan removed the pins from her hair and let it spill down her back. He grabbed a handful and roughly yanked her head back. His kisses down the front of her neck made Grace tremble in anticipation. His other hand pulled the cups of her bra down to expose her breasts. His thumb and forefinger closed around one nipple, pinching hard. She moaned. "Ahhhhh, so my little slut does like this.", he says, pinching and twisting even harder. He lets go of her hair and begins to twist and pull both her nipples. Grace lets out a loud moan and feels herself getting soaked. She bites her bottom lip to keep from crying out again. "Good girl", he whispers next to her ear.

Dan licks faster and Olga begins to have an orgasm. She quivers and moans. Holding Dan by the hair of his head. He moves up between her legs and places one arm beside her while rubbing his erect penis hard against her vagina with his free hand. He pushes his cock insdie her and places his other arm beside her and lifts himself up. She wraps her legs around him. He pumps down into her and she pushes her body up to meet his movements.

They stay this way for sometime till Olga begins to have another orgasm. She grips his shoulders with her hands and pulls herself up towards him and bites him hard on the shoulder. At this Dan pumps harder and with a shudder shoots his sperm into Olga. They lay together for a time and Dan then gets up and pours them both a brandy. They drink and chat till they both fall to sleep together.

Joey's hands cup Fefe's ass, pulling her to him. Kissing passionately, she slides her hands around him, holding him tight. Joey is the first to break the embrace. With a breathless whisper, he says "Miss Felecity, if we don't stop, I'm afraid, I won't be able to stop. And I could never forgive myself if i took advantage of such a beautiful woman as yourself." Fefe is completely shocked. No man has ever turned her down. She looks in his sweet face and asks, "Is there something wrong with me? Is there some reason you don't want me?" Joey stammers, "Oh no!!!!! I could easily take you now and all night long, too. But I refuse to treat you that way." Fefe smiles, leans up and kisses Joey on the cheek. Hand in hand, they walk down the deck in silence.

Jonathan pushes down roughly on Grace's shoulders, forcing her to her knees. She winces as her knees hit the cold steel of the landing. She hears that familiar unzipping sound. His hands wind in her hair as he hisses, "Suck it, my pretty little slut." With that he forces his already hard cock into her mouth and slams it into the back of her throat, causing her to gag. She closes her lips around it and begins to suck, as his hips rock. His hands push her head back and forth on his cock at the same time. With each slam into her mouth, he grunts and groans until he cums deep in her throat.

At the door of cabin 10, Joey kisses Fefe goodnight. Fefe watches him walk away down the hallway and thinks to herself that this may be the best thing that's ever happened to her.

Jonathan unceremoniously hauls Grace to her feet, his hand tight and hurting her upper arm when he does. She stands there trembling, a bit of his cum dribbling down her chin. He leans over and tenderly licks it from her face. His fingers slide into the waistband of her panties and pull them down. He kicks her feel apart and begins to explore with his fingers. He wraps his other arm around her waist and pulls her to him, trapping her lips against his. His fingers press in and ram into her, his thumb pressing on her clit. She moans against his lips at the feel of him. As his fingers slam in over and over, her hips gyrate against his hand. "Does my slut want to cum for me?" Jonathan whispers against her lips. She can only whimper. Her hips moving faster as his fingers slam hard and deep. "Then do it, my precious, cum for me." His fingers pushing inward, curling slightly, his thumb rubbing lightly on the tip of her clit. All she can do is let him do as he pleases. She begins to pant against his lips...moaning...her hips bucking against his hand. "That's it, my precious slut, DO IT." Her loud moans echo off the landing walls as she cums all over his hand. "Good girl" He holds her close and tenderly rubs her back. As he unties her hands and removes the make-shift blindfold, her knees buckle and she fades into darkness. "Well damn!!!" Jonathan redresses her as best as he can and lifts her into his arms. Once he leaves the safetly of the stairwell, he keeps her turned to his chest hoping noone will notice her torn clothing. With that, he carries her to the hallway leading to her cabin and dumps her in front of the door to cabin 10. He glances up and down the hallway and quickly hurries away.

There is a thud in the hallway and the sound wakes Dan up. He turns on the light and gets out of bed. Olga rolls over and blinks. "What?" Dan looks at her and shakes his head no with a "Sssh!" He puts on a shave coat and goes to the door and listens. He then opens the door and looks out. He sees Grace lying on the floor outside her cabin. He looks both ways down the hall and sees nobody. He heads over to where Grace is lying and bends down to take a closer look at her.

Fefe is just about to crawl into bed when she hears a thud from outside the cabin door. Thinking it's just Grace saying good-night to her date, she wonders if Grace has had as good a night as she did. After a few moments of silence, Fefe begins to wonder about the noise. She walks to the door just as Dan is squatting over Grace's bruised and battered form. "What the hell have you done to her????"