Ernest Bywater &
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This story was originally written by Cazna Rochester in 2008 from an idea by Ernest Bywater with some later revisions. In 2012 Cazna asked Ernest to revise and edit the story, and transferred the copyright to him.
The background image of Queen Mary 2 is by Tobias Mohr and he put in the public domain. The trimming, manipulation, and adding of text is by Ernest Bywater. All rights to the cover image are reserved by the copyright owners.
26 October 2018 version
Published by Ernest Bywater
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In the mid-twenty-first century World War Three came around, but not as expected. The post World War Two Communist versus Capitalist conflict died of bankruptcy. The Palestinian State versus the Israeli State conflict of the 1940s to the 1960s grew into the Muslim versus Jew conflict of the late twentieth century, which then grew in to the Muslim Extremist versus Everyone Else conflict of the twenty-first century. The unrest was fuelled by the Middle Eastern oil deposits. The conflicts and instability in the region unsettled many countries. This resulted in a major shift to alternative fuels, solar energy, wind generators, with bio-diesel being the big winner. Bio-diesel fuel from non-food crops, excess food crops, and crop waste; all this was a renewable fuel while petroleum wasn't. A major aspect of bio-diesel was you could grow it locally instead of importing it at a great expense to the environment and your bank account. When the use of bio-diesel grew big in developed countries the value of petroleum dropped, the money for Muslim religious extremism fell, and then that cause died of bankruptcy too. No funds meant no weapons, and the fight for control of the oil died in a whimper as not worth fighting for now.
What finally happened was a group of nationalist religious fanatics in the USA Department of Defence Research Establishments joined with like-minded politicians to take control of the USA by blackmail. The government gives into their demands and quickly folds to avoid a civil war, but the people don't, so a civil war starts. A biological weapon is deployed, a variant cross of the Rubella virus with the Mumps. It quickly spreads from continent to continent and from island to island, until the whole world population is infected. It isn't fatal in itself, and it kills only ten percent of the people. However, its effects cause worldwide social upheaval, and civil wars break out in all of the countries which results in a lot of deaths. Governments break down, so companies take control to stabilise the economy to protect their investments. The companies use mercenary troops with no strong national ties. The corporations fight for control of the world economy, then the people fight them too.
The bio-weapon was designed to special parameters. It can infect an uninfected person, and move from an infected person to an uninfected person, but it can't live within an infected person for more than fourteen days, as their anti-bodies will kill it if given time. Nor can it live outside of the human body for more than a few hours. After everyone in the world is infected the virus dies out within a few weeks, so it ceases to be. However, it did leave a residual fingerprint in the plasma of all those it infected, and a milder form is passed on to their children. This weakens with each new generation, and it will die out after enough generations.
During The Disorders, the name historians give the thirty years of war, seventy percent of the world population dies. Of the people left alive ninety-nine percent of the adult males and sixty-eight percent of the adult females are sterile. Also, sixty-five percent of pregnancies miscarry, which is an unplanned side effect of the bio-weapon. The figures are different for those born after the virus died out because they weren't infected by the original form thus the rate of miscarriage is lower. So the rate of miscarriages starts to drop. The bulk of the children born are female, and the rate of fertile births once again starts to rise. The result is an imbalance that threatens the survival of the human race. However, a few people seem to defy the statistics by having a much higher fertility rate than most of the others, the reason for this is the subject of research, very intense research, but it still isn't known why or is fully understood.
There are some major problems with severe social adjustments. A new government arises from within the winning corporations, a worldwide one, 'The World Council;' in the worldwide elections some members are elected every five years, and a few may be elected for life. The new worldwide social structure is a cross of socialism and capitalism. You can improve your situation by accumulating resources, and you can pass them on to others. However, many functions are seen as essential community functions, and are handled as such. Access to many resources is under a tight control, and each person is given an allocation of essential resources. You can obtain extras when they're available and if you've the resources to pay for them. Basic education is a right while anything above that is earned or bought. Much of the extra education is provided as part of employment conditions. Services and goods are provided at rates set by the World Council, so are wages and interest rates.
There's a single worldwide currency based on an individual's work. An hour of unskilled work at the most basic level is rated as one work credit unit, called a unit. Plastic coins of varying values are made and issued, they're called markers or marks. A one unit coin is called a mark, a ten unit coin is known as ten marks. Most transactions are done electronically, with the physical coins often being used for tips and bonuses for personal services given. People are credited with a number of units for their work based on their skills and the returns from their work. Some rates are based on the benefit to the community, some on the returns of selling the product of their work.
Fifteen years after The Disorders the world is preparing to enter the twenty-second century; the population is still falling, but the birth rate is now nearing the death rate. Seventy-five percent of births are fertile females while twenty-three percent are sterile males, and two percent are fertile males; these rates have been constant over the last ten years. Only ten percent of pregnancies miscarry, and that rate is dropping each year.
All of the people have their DNA checked and registered at birth, and all fertile children are screened for genetic defects too. One positive side effect of the virus is it makes any other significant genetic defect result in a miscarriage very early in the pregnancy; thus the gene pool is now a lot cleaner than it was before the release of the virus. There are no new births with severe genetic issues like Downe Syndrome, Haemophilia, Fragile X, etc. The genetic make up of the fertile people is so clean the Breeder Control Office (BCO) isn't worried about the possibility of close in-breeding causing issues, as there are now no identifiable bad recessives to be worried about. Also, their top genetics experts believe the passed on form of the virus will stop any malformed foetuses from carrying to term. Another unexpected windfall is the virus has also killed off all sexually transmitted diseases, the world is now free of them all.
Fertile males are a prime resource while there's a glut of young fertile females. With a need to increase the population arrangements are made to encourage wide-scale breeding by the fertile adult males. Males are given fertility drugs to increase stamina and frequency of performance. Both genders are cleared for sex when the medical board decide their sexually active lifestyle and breeding won't cause any mental health issues, and they're physically able to perform their duties. No artificial barriers like their social standing are allowed. Parenting skills, or their lack, isn't a problem because most children are raised in crèches run by well trained specialists skilled in raising children, and most men don't know their children, unless they've had the mother assigned to them on a permanent basis prior to the birth. Because of this system few men need parenting skills, and most aren't involved with raising their children at all. However, some men do get involved in raising some of their children; this is often very rich men raising their fertile male children.
The World Council builds breeding establishments which fertile males visit for as long as they wish, engaging in sexual activity with as many fertile females as they wish to. Many of the sterile people dislike having these facilities nearby, because they don't have any sexual urges and they resent the intimacy others enjoy which they can't. Thus the old 'If I can't have it, you shouldn't either' syndrome raises it head again. To avoid civil unrest the World Council ensures all of these operations are discreet, especially in the cities. Many are farms in remote areas or just beyond the city boundaries, and the most used are cruise ships because everyone loves an ocean cruise. Over the years society develops terms to refer to these people; the males are called 'Breeders' while the females are called 'Sailors' when ship based, and 'Sluts' when land based; the terms no longer have the social stigma that was once associated with them. Many fertile men combine their holidays with these duties. The ship based operations aren't as noticeable as the land based ones because they're a small fraction of the total number of cruise ships in use, and they're always moving; cruise ships are a very common form of holiday breaks for both breeders and sterile workers.
Most children are raised in government run crèches and schools. However, some very rich people are able to arrange for private tutors to teach their children at home from the same school schedule and syllabus. Not all of the rich people do this as they think being in the general school is better for the children in socialisation skills and getting on with others while some rich people arrange for their children to attend government education facilities as day students, and others have a school built on the edge of their estates for the teaching of the children in their area. The schools for fertile children are different to those for sterile children.
From when they're eight years old all fertile children are trained in the skills needed to be a breeder. A girl's hymen is broken by a doctor when she's ten years of age. To familiarise the older youths with sexual activity dildos and other artificial devices are used during their training. All of the child and youth training is done in single gender schools. The girls are sent to their first employment as virgins, and most of them have never met a male, because it's common for all of the school staff and doctors at the girls' schools to be females.
The Breeder men are assigned a number of units for doing their public duty as breeders. Men and women get paid a bonus for each pregnancy, and another bonus for a live birth. The bonus amounts are based on the child's gender and fertility status. The females also earn units for each genital sexual encounter. These payments, for both the men and women, are referred to as 'Breeding Marks.' The females can assign up to twenty-five percent of their units to assist their families, if known, or friends. They may spend twenty-five percent per year for extras during the year. The rest is invested for them to live off after they can no longer work as breeders. Working as a breeder gives them little chance to do serious studies or undertake other work. Yet they've still got half of a life time to live after they can no longer breed. Moving into the general workforce after their breeding time is difficult, to say the least. Many stay working at the establishments in other roles; such as trainers, servants, ship crew, etc. Some buy small subsistence farms to live on. Many join together to run larger farms. Some, the very lucky ones, are offered permanent assignment to men who want them as companions or wives. They must continue to breed while they're able to, but now they're bred only by their husband and his close friends. Favouritism is not allowed to interfere with the breeding program, nothing is allowed to interfere with the breeding program, because the survival of the human race is dependent upon the success of the breeding program.
Most of the Breeder Facilities are privately run holiday resorts or cruise ships with all of the accommodation and services being based on the holiday industry grades of A (ultra luxury) to F (tourist class). Most males pay to stay at the facility, and they treat their stay as a holiday, while the females are there as casual employees paid for their sexual liaisons and the children they have. The World Council (WC) runs some basic service facilities in areas where they're needed, but no one is interested in establishing a decent facility - usually due to a lack of business or a shortage of other suitable entertainment venues in the area. All of the breeding facilities are under very close monitoring by the Breeding Control Office (BCO), and they've a supervisor assigned to each facility and ship.
The WC runs breeding and training programs to ensure fertile females are responsive to sexual advances, and are responsive during sexual activities. The main aspect being to condition the girls to reach an orgasm easily, and to recover very fast after having one.
It's common for females to go with a man for a single sexual activity, part day, evening, or night. Some men pay a bonus for a female to spend time with them for companionship on an evening out, etc. The rates for these service bonuses are set by the BCO, they're charged to the men, and paid to the females in full. Some men also give the females marks as tips; this isn't a common practice since the girls are paid, and most men give the tips to the other service staff for good service. Over the years it becomes the usual practice for men to spend their Breeding Marks on staff and services during their breeding visits. This is often done by paying for higher quality quarters, entertainment and services, and tips to staff for services being provided to them, alone or with their breeder girls. Some men expend much of their disposable units in this way too.
There are no longer any laws about sex, apart from rape; which is almost impossible because all of the fertile females are trained to respond positively to all advances from fertile men, and the sterile people have no sexual inclinations at all. The laws are now heavily biased towards protecting fertile males at the expense of the rest of the population, because the fertile males are needed for racial survival. An unwanted side effect of this is a tendency, by some of the fertile males, to see the breeder girls as being disposable servants or slaves. Manners and good behaviour are fast becoming nothing but very dim memories in the old books and entertainment films, both of which are rarely accessed by the general population now. People and their attitudes change, and most of the changes are not for the better.
Despite all of these changes in society men and women still form pairs and groups to live together for companionship. This includes the sterile people and those too old to breed, because it's a core part of human nature.
World Cruise Lines (WCL) has the biggest fleet of breeder cruise ships in use, and the highest percentage of ships as breeder ships of any line. They operate half of the breeder cruise ships afloat, and they make sure they've the best services with the best ship designs available at the time of launching. Most cruise lines have only one or two breeder ships in a fleet of twenty or more cruise ships. WCL has thirty-two cruise ships in operation, twenty are normal holiday cruise ships while twelve are breeder ships. The breeder ships are similar to holiday cruise ships, but the bookings are restricted to breeder males and the trips are set for four weeks or more. The fees are higher, and the ships have large dormitories on-board for the breeding females, with all of the relevant extra services. Accommodations and services on the cruise ships are based on the six universal grades of A to F. The ships have boutique shops, pools, gyms, and a large range of entertainment facilities for the passengers and crew. Ships pick up and drop off passengers every week at set ports on their itinerary. WCL provides transport to or from a breeder's home city; thus people can sail away from a home port and fly back, or fly out and sail back, or sail between any other two ports. The ships circle the world, and they take a year for each worldwide cruise. A four week cruise is called a 'Sector,' and the worldwide cruise is known as the 'Full Circle' or 'Circle,' as it circles the world, and it takes a year to do the Circle.
Like all such operations each ship has its loyal clients who say it's the best ship afloat. Many passengers switch ships on each trip while other passengers stay with a favourite ship for most, or all, of their trips - after they find that ship. Many passengers get attached to particular ships. Thus, when a ship is taken out of service and retired the bookings for the last cruise are very tight indeed, because many of the regulars with a close attachment to the ship will often change their schedules to be part of the historic last cruise of the ship. Ship retirements are decided on, and announced, over a year in advance, to give people time to plan for the trip. Some decide to make the last trip a Full Circle trip, or as much of the Circle as they can fit in to their other life requirements.
The very latest of the WCL breeder ships is the 'Dream Princess,' which is just over five years old. She has larger cabins than other ships as all of the rooms are one tenth bigger than other cruise ships, plus she has more recreational facilities than any other ship afloat. She spends nearly all of her time at sea cruising the world, and docking in port once a week for passengers to disembark, embark, or to see places while the crew collects stores of food, drink, etc. Like all of the cruise ships she has all of her major maintenance checks and any refit work done during her sixth year of operation, with the servicing of the ship usually taking three to four months in the refit dock. Dream Princess is just out of her first dockyard servicing and is about to embark on her first cruise of this new operational period.
WCL is well known for its quality of service and client focus. The Dream Princess is now the premier breeder cruise ship for WCL, so it's no accident she has a reputation of having the best crew and services. Due to all of this the passengers don't mind paying one tenth more to sail on her, because the facilities and service standards are almost the same as the next higher standard on any other ship while being not quite the same price as going up a grade on another ship. Dream Princess, called 'The Dream' by her regulars, has a much higher percentage of returning regular passengers than any other ship afloat. This is the most obvious in the lower grade cabins where the better facilities and higher quality of standards are much more noticeable to the clients, and they're very much appreciated by the passengers.
It's just after nine o'clock on a Monday morning when Lane Host boards Dream Princess for his twice a year cruise for a four week holiday, except it's been nine months since his last cruise in The Dream. He sailed in The Dream on her first cruise, and every six months until he had to miss her on his last scheduled cruise, because she was in the dockyard for a routine service and refit. This is her first cruise since servicing. Because he's out of his normal six month cruise cycle he wasn't able to get his usual E class room because all of the E class rooms, and the rooms below E class, are already booked by regulars. In order to be in the first of this new series of cruises he's paying extra to upgrade one level to sail in a D class room. He can afford better, but he prefers to be amongst the lower deck people. Being very familiar with the ship and her crew he's greeted by all of the long term staff while he makes his own way to his cabin. Lane always has a friendly word or two for each crew member he meets along the way.
Lane is a forty-two year old very successful businessman who's very careful with his money. Most people call him Lane or Mr Host. His full name is Evelane James Host-Wright; only his closest business friends call him EJ, and only those intent on suicide call him Eve or Evelane. He doesn't cut an imposing figure: he's of average height, solid build, light hair, blue eyes; he looks very ordinary. However, he's very far from ordinary, he's Registered Breeder MA489765 - the most virile male breeder alive. Every child he's sired is fertile, every fertile female he's had sex with becomes pregnant in only a few sexual encounters, and none have had a miscarriage. What's most important to the world government is ninety percent of his children are male and fertile, the next closest breeder has a thirty percent male offspring rate with a sixty percent fertility rate. The World Council doesn't publicise names, but it does print breeder statistics by the breeder's registration numbers. Lane keeps himself fit with a good exercise regime as he's a registered martial artist who competed at the highest levels when younger. He's also an Olympic Gold Medal Pistol Champion. He's not someone to casually pick a fight with, and expect to win. His pistol shooting and martial arts are public knowledge, because he competed under his general use name of Lane Host. He hasn't competed at those levels for the last seven years, but he does maintain his skills through diligent practice and regular exercise.
Male breeders are required to keep up an average of one hundred and twenty pregnancies per annum, sixty every six months. Most do this by holiday visits to breeder farms or ships every six months. To keep up his rate Lane had to take a four week cruise on another ship, 'The Queen Alice,' three months ago. Breeders can exceed the minimum rate in a period, but they can't 'bank' extras from one period to the next. He's glad to be back on-board The Dream, and he's heard they have a whole new group of girls on their first breeding cruise. Maybe this time he can find quite a few girls he really likes, and then he can train them to his own preferences from the start.
Having placed his luggage in his cabin Lane returns to the open deck. The new breeding staff are due to arrive soon, and he likes to watch the new staff coming aboard. You can tell a lot about a person by watching how they board the ship, how they treat the other crew, and how they interact with each other.
From the lowest open deck rail, which is aft on C deck, Lane watches the hundreds of breeder girls and women board; he sees many he finds very attractive, and some old favourites. He also sees many whose behaviour to the regular staff leaves a lot to be desired. The rumour was true, as over half of the girls are so young this must be their first cruise, so they've got to be straight out of the training centres, or the group just before. One girl catches his eye: average height, slight build, pert breasts, startling blue eyes, long blond hair that reaches to her cute bum, and nice legs. She's very fit, moves with much more grace than most of the other girls, and she's polite to all of the older staff as well.
Turning, he looks around, and spots a steward he knows well. Lane calls her over. Pointing at the blond he gives the steward his cabin number, and says, “Manny, please register a preference for me for that long haired blond, snag her a.s.a.p., and bring her to my cabin as soon as you can.”
The steward smiles, “Certainly, Lane, a most scrumptious choice. Wise to snag her before the top deckers drop by to have a look.” Manny has crewed The Dream since she hit the water, and they know each other very well. She's also a retired breeder who had six children by Lane. She leaves to make sure the girl bypasses the rest of the boarding and viewing walk, since Manny really likes Lane because he's very nice, treats the girls well, and he gives them good tips. She knows Lane will be better for the girl than most of the other breeders, especially as one of her first male contacts and sex partners.
Steward Manning catches up with the girl at the bunk assignment desk. The woman at the desk is surprised to see Manny, and says, “Hey, Manny, what are you doing here, you're no longer eligible.”
She smiles, “On special assignment, Jen. As I'm sure you know, the smart boys watch the girls board instead of waiting for the official showing walks. One of the best wants me to snag this one now for an early start.”
Jen raises her eyebrows, and looks at the girl in front of her, “Must be your lucky day, girl. All Manny has to do is get your number and enter his preference request. But she's come down here to spirit you away for him. Which means he must be one of the really nice ones, otherwise she wouldn't do it. If she leaves you to take the full trip and walk a higher decker may override him.” She hands over the bunking assignment key card, and turns to Manny to say, “First, you take her down to the bunks, put her things away, and show her about.” Manny nods her agreement.
Leading her down the back way to crew's quarters Manny explains the ship's layout and the bunking system while they avoid all of the other passengers during their walk. She shows the girl the staff cafeteria, showers, and toilets on their way to her bunk. Beside each bunk is a small locker for her personal things. The girl puts her small bag away, and goes to check her make-up. Manny stops her, “Lane doesn't like a lot of make-up.” The girl opens her mouth to protest because the training centres emphasis the use of cosmetics. Manny waves her hand, “I know what you've been taught, been there. This man doesn't like it, I know, he gave me five lovely boys and a beautiful girl.”
The girl smiles, because she realises her guide is an ex-breeder and won't steer her wrong, especially about this man. Taking her to the booking register computer Manny has the girl log into her quarters. She swears when she notices the girl is Amber tagged for six weeks. That means she has all of the approvals, but she isn't required for compulsory mating for another six weeks, voluntary sex only. Kissing, fondling, caressing, and everything up to, but not including, full sex; unless the girl gives clear verbal approval to the Purser or a senior crew member beforehand. This is to allow the new girls time to adjust to being with males, due to not having met any while growing up or in training. Manny records Lane's preference, and logs the girl out to him. On the way to the cabin she says, “This man, Lane, is one of the best. I noticed you're Amber, so I strongly recommend you give him the green light and you pay close attention to all he tells you. He'll see you right.” Arriving at his cabin Manny knocks, and Lane opens the door. Manny shows the girl in, “Sorry I took so long, Lane, but I had to book her in.” He just nods, since he knows how the system works. Reaching forward he hands her a marker while she says, “She's Amber, do you still want her?”
Smiling, Lane simply motions his hand in a circle. The girl smiles, and does a slow turn for him, because she's used to this. He motions faster, so she spins faster - and her hair swings out. He laughs when he holds his hand up for her to stop, and she does. Stepping toward her he caresses her face with his right hand. His touch is very light and gentle, almost light enough to tickle, she leans into the touch and closes her eyes. He slides the hand down her throat and down to her left breast, she takes a very deep breath. His touch is so gentle, soft, and sensuous - nothing in the training centre was ever like this, so her smile widens. His left hand fondles her right breast, and she sighs with pleasure at his soft touch. For a few minutes they stand there as she sighs while he fondles her breasts. Manny smiles, as she can see it's obvious the girl is enjoying her first contact from a male simply because Lane is so gentle and soft. She remembers his touch well, and sighs in fond memory. Lane looks at Manny, and smiles at her. He slides his hands down the girl's sides to slip his fingers inside the bottom edge of her top, and he lifts it up. Without opening her eyes the girl raises her arms, allowing him to take the top off. She's not wearing a bra, because breeders aren't allowed to - except when breast feeding, he smiles while he moves his hands back to her breasts. She sighs again, because the direct contact is even better than before, and she thought it couldn't get any better; until now. Leaning forward he kisses her left breast, opening his mouth he takes it in to give it a gentle suck. Both nipples come erect, and are very stiff. Sucking on her left nipple he pinches her right nipple with his thumb and forefinger. Her body stiffens when she shudders, and gives a low scream while her first male induced orgasm flashes through her body. He has a big smile when he lowers her into a chair to recover.
Turning around he sees Manny still standing there with one hand inside her blouse, and the other inside her skirt, stimulating herself. Watching Lane with the girl has brought back the memories of the many times he did that to her. They were the best sexual experiences of her very experienced life. The marker he gave her is lying on the floor, dropped from her hand, unnoticed, while she remembers those many very enjoyable events over the past several years.
Grinning, Lane walks over to close the cabin door. He picks up the marker, and puts it on the table. Turning to Manny he slides his hand in beside hers, fondling her breast. Stepping up to her he kisses her, and she responds. He undresses her, kissing and caressing her body all over while he strips her. With all her clothes on the table he moves Manny to the bed. Laying her down he places her hand on her pussy, and pushes her fingers inside. She goes back to stimulating herself. She hasn't opened her eyes since she closed them when Lane started sucking on the girl's breast and she imagined it was hers he was sucking again. Returning to the girl Lane makes sure she's awake and watching. He removes her shorts and panties. He places her hand on her pussy, pushing her fingers inside so she can stimulate herself. On his way back to the bed he undresses. The girl's eyes widen at the sight of his penis, longer and wider than the average sized models in the centre. None of the training tools are this big. Going to the bed he leans over Manny to fondle and suck her breasts before he kisses his way down her body. He moves her hand away from her pussy, and sucks on her clit. She heaves and screams when she has an orgasm. Climbing on the bed he spreads her legs wider while he places his penis at the entrance to her vagina. Turning his head to look at the girl he locks eyes with her, for a moment. He nods his head downward, and she lowers her sight to see his penis poised at the entrance to Manny's vagina. He watches her while she concentrates on observing him and Manny.
Taking a good hold of Manny's hips he lifts them a little before he thrusts forward to embed himself to the hilt in her tight, wet vagina. It's all she needs, she heaves up, screaming, “Yes,” while she locks her thighs around his hips, and he goes into a fast thrusting motion. In a few minutes of sex she orgasms many times, and he soon reaches his own, to fill her with his seed. The feel of his warm semen in her causes Manny to open her eyes. She orgasms again when she realises Lane is really in her and fucking her; that it's not just a fond memory of their previous encounters. Throwing her arms around him she hugs him tight while she comes again. Since the doctors declared she's too old to breed, seven months ago, she's really missed the feeling of this moment; the feeling of pleasure washing through her body when she feels a man filling her with his manhood and sperm while they hug each other.
Noticing Lane is looking to the side she turns her head to see what he's looking at. The girl is there, legs wide, with her hand in her pussy while she comes, stimulated by watching them. Lane turns back to Manny, kisses her, and is gentle while he brings her down from her sexual high. Withdrawing from her he smiles, she moves around on the bed to take his dick in her mouth to lick and suck on it while she cleans it. Lane is the only man she'll do this for, because he keeps himself clean and he tastes good. But, mostly, she does it as a thank you for the great pleasure he gives her. Most of the other men she had sex with didn't care if she enjoyed the act or not, Lane always makes sure she does enjoy it a lot.
When he stands up Lane motions her to stay lying down. Walking over to the girl he removes her hand from her pussy, she had several orgasms and is just too tired to remove it. He lifts her up, and carries her to the bed. Placing her on the bed he puts her face into Manny's pussy, and says, “Now, my Little Minx, show me how well you eat pussy to suck my sperm out of this one.” The girl looks up at him, since this isn't in the training books. Turning her face to Manny's pussy he tells her how to do what he wants her to do. Following his instructions she sticks her tongue out and into Manny's pussy. It has a different taste and texture to any of the girls she'd experimented with at the centre, against the centre rules. She does as told. Soon she has trouble keeping her tongue in Manny's pussy when Manny orgasms again and again. Lifting the girl's head up he tells her to lie down. Knowing Lane, Manny needs no more signals, so she moves around to eat the girl to three orgasms.
Leaving the girl on the bed he takes Manny into the shower, and they wash each other. While she dries he retrieves the girl from the bed to wash her all over. He dries her. Now recovered and clean they once again stand in the main cabin. Manny dresses while he examines the girl. Turning to Manny, he says, “Amber or not, I'm keeping her for the whole trip.” Manny almost trips at this. He must really like her looks and behaviour to say that so soon. She darts a glance at the girl, and she looks stunned, because she knows what this means: no being called out at short notice to attend anyone who wants a quick feel or sex, good tips, plus level food, and plenty of rest. The bonuses will help, as well, and Manny knows the tips she'll get will also help, since not many tip the girls; but Lane does, and tips well, too.
Lane dresses, and has the girl dress. He picks up the twenty marker he gave Manny earlier. She doesn't mind, because the sex was worth much more to her. She's stunned when he hands her a one hundred marker, saying, “That love making brought back some delicious memories, thank you.” The girl is stunned by the tip and his thanking Manny for sex, since she was taught to thank the man. They leave the cabin.
While they walk to the Purser's Office Lane says, “Well, Minx, did you like your introduction to real sex? Will you green light me? And, are there any more like you in the dorms?” They walk in silence while the girl thinks.
Just before they reach the Purser's Office they come across the Chief Steward. She gives Manny a stern look, and motions her to go with her. Lane is quick to place a hand on Manny's arm, halting her movement, while saying, “Excusing me, Chief Steward, but whatever duty Steward Manning is derelict in is my fault. I had her help me with this new girl. If there's a penalty or charge, please place it on my account.” The Chief Steward is surprised, because this type of event is common, but never before has a passenger ever admitted to being at fault. They usually leave the crew to wear the blame, and any fines.
Smiling, the Chief Steward says, “Thank you, Sir. If you'll come to the Purser's Office we'll sign the twenty-five mark charge to your account.” She's stunned when he nods, and leads the way to the Purser's Office, then asks the Purser to process the charge. She leaves, mollified and justified, with Manny following her to go do her other duties.
With the Chief Steward dealt with Lane says to the assistant purser, “I'm registering this Minx for personal attendance for the whole of my trip.” He motions the girl to hand over her registration disc; the discs are worn by all of the girls as short necklaces.
The Chief Purser looks up from his desk, since this is a bit unusual, as it's normally quite a few more hours or tomorrow before anyone comes to register a personal attendance. Seeing the girl he makes a quick check of a picture sitting on his desk. Standing up, he walks over, saying, “I'm sorry, Sir, we've a High Deck request for this girl.” Lane looks at the Chief Purser since he's new to Lane, and he doesn't like the man's tone of voice when he speaks.
Lane says, “That may well be, but when you check the computer you'll find I already have a registered preference about an hour old. Have time booked to me, and am here with her making the first full assignment request. High Decking only applies to initial preference requests.”
The Chief Purser checks the computer, and responds, “Yes, Sir, and when he registered his preference the other man also stated a request for full assignment. I'm sorry, Sir, he's deck B for two sectors. You're deck D for one sector. You've been High Decked.”
Lane asks, “Is he aware she's Amber?”
The Chief Purser replies, “Yes, he is, and he's prepared to wait.”
“And I bet you're not prepared to take the girl's preferences into account.”
In a very sharp voice the Chief Purser says, “You're High Decked, and that's it.” He turns away to go to his desk to make a call.
The girl looks at Lane with a pleading expression. He smiles at her. Looking over the shoulder of Vance, the Senior Assistant Purser, he asks, “Is that chart accurate?” Vance glances at the booking chart, and nods. Pulling out his charge card Lane hands it over, “How quick can you upgrade me to room Alpha Outer Ten for three sectors?” The girl's eyes go real wide.
Vance smiles while his fingers fly over the keyboard, and he whispers, “Watch my dust. I can do that quicker than he can get that arrogant young bastard down here.” Vance upgrades the booking, registers the preference with the full assignment, arranges the stewards to shift the personal luggage and clean the old room; all done in less than a minute. He also updates the booking and chart information before calling a man to notify him of the unexpected vacancy on D deck, if he's still interested and can make the ship before it departs in three hours; the man says he will. Vance lists the staff responsible for the change as the girl, Manny, and himself. A very effective young man. When passengers upgrade after boarding the extra booking fee for the higher level service and accommodation is paid to the staff who convince the passenger to upgrade. Vance has listed the assigned credit to the three of them, and not just himself. A nice young man, as well.
A few minutes later, while they're still sorting out the paperwork, a tall and arrogant young man enters the Purser's Office with some friends following him. The Chief Purser greats him like an old friend, and waves at the girl. To his friends the young man says, “See, I told you I'd get her and be her first. It's all a matter of who you know, and how well you treat them.”
When he reaches for her hand Lane moves her behind him while saying in a soft and very sweet voice, “I'm sorry, Old Man, but you've been High Decked. She's with me.”
The Chief Purser rushes over, saying, “What do you mean High Decked? You're deck D.”
While placing a key card on the desk Vance says, “Here's the key card to your new cabin on A deck, Sir. Steward Manning will be up shortly with your luggage, and will show you the way. I've also registered and charged for your extension with the young lady's services for the whole trip. Thank you for sailing World Cruise Lines again.” He puts a very strong emphasises on the 'again' when he speaks.
The Chief Purser and the young man stare at the card to Alpha Outer Ten. This was the last available cabin on A deck. It's an outside cabin suite; ultra luxury accommodation for five men and partners, five super king-sized beds with a very large communal shower unit, as it's designed for rich party groups. This is the top deck, and they can't over deck him. The young man looks like he's about to issue a challenge. Lane glances at the young man, and waves him away, like he'd dismiss a servant. Blushing with anger, the young man storms off.
His friends are following him out when Lane says, “Bradley, your father wouldn't approve you hanging out with Jase, especially in his current mood. I suggest you take a different cruise, or avoid him to associate with me.” Everyone in the office looks at him. One of the young men steps closer, and he squints. “For goodness sakes, stop being vain, and put your glasses on, you young fool.”
Bradley takes his glasses out, and he puts them on. On seeing Lane clearly for the first time he gulps, saying, “Sorry, Sir, I didn't recognise you at first. May I have the honour of joining you for dinner tonight.”
The other young men are shocked at Brad's reaction, and Lane nods yes, “I eat third sitting, more time to eat in comfort.” Brad nods, and the young men leave. So does the Chief Purser, with a mean look at Lane.
The girl looks at Lane when he says to Vance, “Please book me a permanent table for fifteen or so in third sitting. How big was the bribe to the Chief Purser to ensure he got the girl?”
Vance looks about, “One thousand units, and something I don't know. Before you ask, no one likes either him or the new Chief Purser.”
Lane nods, “Phone, please. I want the blue coded office link line.” With a shocked expression Vance lifts a phone off his desk to place it before Lane. The line he asked for is a high security encrypted line to company headquarters, and isn't known about outside of the company administration people. When they answer he says, “Extension Mike six five seven, please.” Ringing, it answers, “Hi, Maggie, it's Lane here, is Freddy free?” He waits, “OK, I'm with the Senior Assistant Purser on The Dream Princess, I've got a terminal complaint about the Chief Purser. Have him call me back a.s.a.p., and that better be within ten minutes.” Vance is staring wide eyed. He has no idea who he's talking to, but they must be within the company and very high up, because they've a personal secretary, an uncommon personal service in WCL.
Seeing the stunned expression on the girl, he says, “Well, Minx, I'm one horny bugger, and unless you want me to screw you bow legged in the first week you better see about identifying some more cuties like you for me to screw brainless, as well. Just so you can have a rest now and then.” She just stares at him, he reaches forward to caress her face, leaning down he kisses her while his right hand fondles her left breast. Breaking the kiss he looks at her when she sighs. “Don't you like any of the other girls enough to want share that with them. I need several more cuties. Now I've paid for a cabin with five big beds I need people to put in them. Trust me, you'll need the help to get some rest.”
Sighing and smiling, she turns to a computer, switching to the list of girls she's fast to mark seven names, all Ambers. Printing the list she hands it to Lane, saying, “These are my crèche mates and best friends, we're closely related. It's obvious, but they won't tell us how.”
Vance takes the list off Lane to bring up their files. Lane looks at their photos. He smiles, “Minx, do you know any who aren't Amber and are almost as good.” She indicates six more files. Vance brings them up, Lane likes what he sees. “OK, give me full assignment on the first list, and shift them to my cabin. Put in preferences for the other six, and for them to join me at their earliest opportunity. With so many young ladies I'll need an animal trainer. I want Steward Manning on personal assignment, and pencil me in to have all of that for the Full Circle, I'll give you a final decision by the end of the day. Make sure you take seventy-five percent of the commission on this, and share the rest amongst Manny and the girls.” Vance's eyes go wide, if all that goes through his share of the commission will almost double his salary for the year. He's very fast while he types instructions into the computer.
Handing Lane the confirmation slips and assignment necklaces for his full assignment females Vance says, “I've also given you a permanent booking of the Captain's Table. It sits thirty, and normally isn't used during third sitting. You'll be able to invite who you like to fill it.”
The blue coded office line rings, Vance answers it, then hands the phone to Lane. He listening for a moment, and says, “Hello, Freddy.” He listens some more, “That's interesting, Freddy, the Chief Purser's already lodged a complaint with the Captain about a trouble making passenger in cabin Alpha Outer Ten. Well, I'm lodging a formal and official complaint against the Chief Purser. He accepted a one thousand unit bribe to ensure a certain arrogant snot got a certain young lady that I took a shine to. My initial cabin was Delta Fifty-six, but I got the preference registered first, got here to register a full assignment with the young lady. Her preference is also for me, and she's Amber. The CP's only answer to me was I'd been High Decked. So I out bid him and took the last available Alpha deck cabin.” He listens, “Now that wasn't hard to guess, was it, Freddy! Yes, it's Alpha Outer Ten. I need two things, Freddy! Can you arrange secure communications to The Dream so I can video conference meetings from on-board?” He listens, “That's good, Freddy, then arrange it, please. It's about time I went the Full Circle, like you're always advising me to. Also, the other thing is I want that useless bribe taking son of a bitch off this ship like ten minutes ago. I don't care what you do with him, but if I ever see him again I'll tear his balls off.” Vance smiles when Lane confirms going the Full Circle, the girl smiles too, so does Manny. She'd arrived just after the start of the conversation. They all look shocked at his final sentences. He looks up from the phone, “Manny, Vance, if another purser can't be found before sailing and we get rid of the useless sod. Is there anyone on-board who can fill the gap in the Purser's Office after the rest step up one level?” They both nod yes while they name a few of the stewards. He turns back to the phone, “I'm reliably informed all you need do is get us an extra steward, better make that two, since I'm taking one on full assignment. Good boy, I knew you could do it. Yes, that's all I need to make me happy, and I'll keep out of your hair. Well, at least until that young snot is stupid enough to challenge me, and then you get to explain to your brother why I tore his son's balls off. Yes, that's the young snot involved. I know Bradley's with him, or I should say, was. I'm pulling him out of that group. See you, Freddy.” Hanging up he smiles at his audience.
He hands the phone back to Vance, “I'm confirming the whole lot for the Full Circle.” He turns to Manny, “Manny, I've got a bunch of cuties moving to Alpha Outer Ten with me. I'll need someone to ride herd on them. I've put in for you to be personally assigned, unless you object.” Her jaw drops, easy work, huge bonus, so she smiles, and nods yes with great vigour. Vance hands Lane the amended charge sheet. Lane glances at it to check it, signs it, and he hands it back. The charge goes through with no trouble.
The Chief Purser walks in, and smiles at Lane when he sits down. He looks like the cat who just ate the canary, had whipped cream to follow, and is looking at the bird's brother.
With a concerned look, Vance asks, in a very soft voice, “Who was that on the phone?”
Smiling, Lane replies, also in very soft voice, “Freddy, he works for me. You'll probably know him better as Manfred Stein, the WCL Chief Executive Officer. Young Bradley is his son.” Vance's eyes go wide. Lane pulls out his identity card, and he shows it to him while saying, “For your eyes only.” Vance reads the card. He recognises the name, and nearly chokes, because it has Lane's full legal name. WCL is owned by E. J. Host-Wright. Grinning, Vance glances at the Chief Purser, and has a good laugh about what he thinks is about to happen.
Lane hands Manny the list of his assignments and necklaces, he asks her to put his gear in the cabin, and to bring the girls back. She leaves to do so, taking Minx with her while Lane signs more papers. Fifteen minutes later she returns with a gaggle of cute girls carrying their personal baggage. Lane is just finishing up all the paperwork for the assignments, etc. Minx leans forward, and asks Vance to record a green light for her against Lane's name. She's giving him approval to have sex with her whenever, wherever, and however he wants. Vance processes the record. She nudges one of the other girls; blushing, she does the same, so do the rest of the Amber listings. The green light applies only to Lane, but he has full access and control now.
They're forming up to leave the Purser's Office when the Captain walks in with the ship's Master-at-Arms (MAA), saying, “I sure hope you know what you're doing, Master, I've never had to put anyone off a ship before.”
The Chief Purser looks up with a smug expression when the MAA says, “Yes, Sir, I know what I'm doing, it's part of my training.” The MAA stands in front of the Chief Purser, and says, “Right, matey, up you come. I've got five minutes to get you to the gangway. A steward is clearing your cabin, and will meet us there.” He hands him a copy of the orders from Head Office removing him from the ship at the same time as the Captain hands Vance a copy of orders promoting him to acting Chief Purser, bumping everyone in the Purser's Office up one notch, and giving him authority to select other staff to act as Junior Assistant Pursers. The Chief Purser is stunned, while Vance is smiling as he thinks, 'Do this well and it may become a permanent promotion for me.' This is fast turning into a very good cruise for him.