Nautical DelightsPrologue
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After the Princess and her entourage had left, Admiral Hargreaves made port and the Imperial Voyager was quickly manoeuvred into the dry dock. They would be there for at least a couple of days, so the Admiral cast around on the Internet for some entertainment. He was suddenly taken with the idea of going to the opera at La Fenice in Venice. It had burned down the best part of forty years earlier, and the Italian Government had just finished rebuilding it. Rigoletto was playing and it occurred to him that Lama might like to go.
When he asked her she burst into tears, "Master, it is so long since I went to an opera. And I have never seen the Fenice, except only in very old films."
When he told her that Rigoletto was the first opera being presented at the newly re-opened theatre, she again surprised him with the depth of her knowledge by saying, "Of course they would choose that. It had its first performance there in 1851. Caro Nome is the very favourite aria of His Magnificence, the Emir Mahmoud Abdullah, may he live for ever."
Henry had never really talked to Lama; he had listened to her singing, and they had shared his bed from time to time, but this was the first intimation of her breadth of knowledge.
"Do you know where all the great operas were first performed?" he asked her incredulously.
"Master, I love music. Ever since I was a tiny child I have loved to sing and my father and then my Master, the Emir encouraged me. I know that Rigoletto was first called La Maledizione and was first performed in the Fenice on 11th March, 1851," she paused for a moment, "A man called Marés conducted it and Brambilia was the first to sing the rôle of Gilda. That was Teresa Brambilia, the youngest of the sisters. There were four of them..."
Henry held up his hand to stop the torrent of information; all this had happened almost a century and a half before this woman was born and she had been raised in a Kobekistani harem where, by Western standards, she had had almost no education at all. Someone had gone to a great deal of trouble and expense to make it possible for her to learn a vast amount of detail about a very limited subject. He marvelled that her knowledge of world geography and history was confined to the facts about opera houses and their performances. She could barely write; and although she spoke four languages fluently, that fluency was confined largely to all aspects of bedroom gymnastics. Her vocabulary on any other subject was strictly limited.
'Except for operatic matters, ' he wryly reminded himself; aloud he said, "We shall go to the Fenice tomorrow."
After the opera, Henry had arranged a suite for them at the Hotel Cipriano, and the hotel's private motoscafo took them there. Nobody even looked up as a white man, resplendent in an Admiral's uniform crossed the reception hall followed by a woman in full purdah to the lifts.
In the suite, Henry asked Lama, "Can you prepare yourself for bed, or do you need a eunuch and a maid to help?"
"As the Master pleases," she replied, still humming Verdi under her breath.
Henry dismissed the eunuch who was waiting there, and told him to take the other attendants out.
"Welcome aboard, Skipper. You have command." "I have command," Henry confirmed, "And you are?" "Second Officer Charles LeBoeuf, Admiral." "You don't sound French?" "My paternal grandfather was French and in the Free French forces during World War Two. He married an English girl and settled in England. I'm afraid I even speak French with a very thick English accent." A fat man in shalwar kameez, rather than uniform, escorted the two women to a well-appointed stateroom and...
The sumptuous Triple Palace, its façade covered in ruby, emerald and gold inlays, impressed Tamsin tremendously. Although it was already dark, the whole building was floodlit. "Am I to stay there?" she asked, her voice muffled through the abaya which he had insisted on her wearing throughout the journey. "In the Golden Palace, the central part," replied Kamal Qumsiyeh. When they drew up at a small side entrance, Tamsin was handed over to a fat negro with an odd voice and hurried along...
An hour later, she had had a whirlwind meal, and been bathed and shaved and scented and powdered by two girls little older than herself. A number of other, very embarrassing, things had been done to her, including an enema, and she had been massaged with warm oil, which had also been worked deep into her lower bodily openings. Dressed in her brassière, though without the handkerchiefs to pad it, knickers, and school uniform again, Tamsin was escorted along a corridor and left in a luxurious...
On board the Imperial Voyager, after the Head of Protocol finished his lunch and left for the capital, taking Tamsin to the Golden Palace, to finish her education as her father fondly imagined, Admiral Hargreaves went up to the bridge and looked round at the unfamiliar layout. Using the internal intercom he summoned the Second Officer and they discussed the ship's controls for a while. "Thank you Mr. LeBoeuf; I think I have it now. Just one more question; what's this locked panel? There...
At the Defaulters' Parade it turned out there were two cases. One was a crew member who had come back off a forty-eight hour shore pass hopelessly drunk, and the other was another sailor who had been caught in the guest quarters. Discussion with Charles revealed to Henry that the first had been drunk on illegally brewed local hooch and that Admiral Peitsche's normal punishment for that was six lashes of the dog whip. "Seems a bit severe?" "Well sir, he would get at least twenty if the...
Admiral Henry Hargreaves now held another meeting with his senior officers. First he asked about ranks on board. "There are far fewer ranks in the Kobekistani Navy than in the Royal Navy," explained the Second Officer, "You are an Admiral. You report direct to the Emir's Military Advisor, General Mustapha, but he won't take any interest in what happens here. I am a Second Officer, the next rank down and the other two who report directly to you, the Purser and the Chief Engineer, are...
At dinner in the Admiral's stateroom on the Imperial Voyager, Henry was very quiet. When Janice commented on this, he said he was thinking; she would have been surprised to learn that his thoughts included the whipping of the young woman he had watched earlier, and that Janice was substituted for the victim in his thoughts. After the meal he and Janice retired to the master bedroom, where Henry found that all his luggage had been unpacked and his clothes hung neatly in his wardrobe. During...
That afternoon, the Admiral sat chatting to Janice about nothing in particular. Their conversation had the peculiar stilted manner of two people each of whom was waiting for the other to be the first to raise some very delicate topic. Promptly at three the following afternoon, Qubilah was escorted into the room. At Henry's nod she removed her abaya to reveal that beneath it she was stark naked, except for a pair of slippers. Her labia glistened with oil, and Henry had no doubt that her anus...
Two days later, just as Henry was about to order the gangplank raised in preparation for his first training cruise, a car drew up and a woman in an abaya got out, accompanied by a large eunuch. Henry met them at the head of the gangplank. "Master," the eunuch said, "His Magnificence, the Emir Mahmoud Abdullah, may he live for ever and have many sons, sends this concubine as a gift." Henry paused for only a moment and then said gravely, "My most grateful thanks to His Magnificence, the...
When all was in order and the ship was well out to sea, Admiral Hargreaves turned to the Second Officer and said, "Mr. LeBoeuf, you have the con." "I have the con, Sir." Henry went below and in his stateroom he ordered the new concubine to be brought to him. A few moments later she entered, still shrouded in her abaya, and made deep obeisance before him. When she showed no sign of standing again he asked her to rise and she did so. The eunuch came forward and at Henry's nod lifted the...
After they had been at sea for twenty-four hours, Henry perused the logs for the past few months and established that they sailed about once a month for a couple of days at a time, usually for what were termed Military Conferences. He could see that this would be a good place to hold conferences concerned with top secret military matters, but he had a shrewd idea that most of them were just an opportunity for the most senior officers to relax with the women in the lap of luxury. That was not...
During the fortnight after her arrival at the Golden Palace, Tamsin visited the Emir's bedroom several times and the routine was always the same, she sucked him, they fucked, she cleaned him, and she was returned to the harem. The only difference was that she now wore the standard harem costume of an unbelted silken dressing gown, allowing him unfettered access to her body. Then she was much relieved to have a period. It was a little heavier than usual, and quite painful, but it was a...
When the letter arrived at the offices of Parker, Wilkinson and Partners, Solicitors, in Oxford it caused something of a stir. It had been posted in Kobekistan and read: To Thomas Parker-Wilkinson, Esq., Senior Partner, Parker, Wilkinson and Partners, Sir, I have need of legal representation in the city of Oxford and have been recommended to your good self. Please telephone the above number, make yourself known and ask to speak to me. It was signed, apparently, by His Magnificence,...
During the early evening the Emir sent for Thomas and explained what he needed. A trust fund of about five million English pounds had been set up to endow a Chair at Oxford. Because the Emir did not trust the University not simply to redirect the money to other purposes, he had insisted that the fund would be hedged around with restrictive conditions. One was that the Emir's personal representative would be able to veto any unsuitable candidate; another safeguard was that if the College...
The coffee and brandy session soon ended after the Emir left and various people drifted out, leaving Henry and Thomas alone. "Captain," said Thomas, "Can you advise me?" "In what way?" "Am I allowed to take one of the attendants in our suite to bed with me?" The Captain smiled, "That is why she was provided. You may do anything you please with any of them. If they do not please you, you may have them whipped, or do it yourself. If she is not to your taste, others can be...
In the corridor outside the stateroom where they had been taking coffee and brandy, the Emir did not look back, but strode along to his suite, politely holding the door for Emma to precede him. Inside the Emir's stateroom, he turned to the eunuch and said, ~I do not wish to be disturbed until the morning.~ Taking Emma by the arm he led her into a sumptuous bedroom where there were two other eunuchs, two young women in shift dresses and a nearly naked Arab girl. "Out," he said, and the...
The following morning Emma rose swiftly from the Emir's bed and this woke him. "Where do you think you are going?" he demanded, "I have not said you may leave yet." "My daughter needs me," she replied, without thinking, then realising who he was she added, "If I may have your permission, darling." "You certainly do not have my permission to call me 'darling', though you may go to your daughter. You will return here this evening at ten and I will decide then whether I want you...
Emma spent most of the day with Kate in their suite, and that evening she ate in their stateroom, alone. She was very miffed that she had not been invited to dine with the Emir, although her husband, Thomas, had been, and she suspected that the Captain was also with them. The food the eunuch brought her, however, was excellent and the wine some of the best she had ever tasted. It was not until this visit that she had truly appreciated how important it was to have the wine at exactly the right...
"What happened to you?" he asked, in a not particularly kindly tone of voice. Emma burst into tears. "They fucked me, three at once, and then they had some sailors masturbate on to me." "Which three?" "The Captain, that Second Officer and the Arab who brought me back. It was the Emir's idea of punishment." "I see," Thomas paused, "Well you heard the orders. Go and lie in the bath with no water in it." Emma looked horrified as she realised he really intended to urinate on...
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Back on the Imperial Voyager, Janice was waiting in Henry's stateroom when he returned from the visit to the Golden Palace. Her heart fell when she saw he had another abaya covered figure in tow. As the abaya was lifted from the female figure, Janice sneered, "What's this? Another concubine I suppose?" Simultaneously Tamsin said, "Yes," and Henry said, "No." Staring at them both, Janice continued, "I suppose the Emir has made a complete tart of her. I wouldn't be surprised if she...
Second Officer Charles LeBoeuf had been contemplating acquiring an English wife for some time. He was well aware that he could not court an English woman while on duty for long periods in the Gulf, and that a mail-order bride, or something comparable, was his best hope. He realised that a virgin was out of the question, but felt that virginity was over-rated. After all, virginity was once-only and in an English bride would always come with a total lack of sexual training. With the return of...
A few moments later, Tamsin was surprised when Charles came into her bedroom in the Admiral's suite. "What are you doing here? My father will be livid if he catches you," she whined. "No he won't. He knows I'm here," said Charles with a firmness he had not shown her before, "Put an abaya on and come with me." "Where are we going?" "You are moving in to my quarters, now," said her fiancé. "Who says?" she countered. "I do, and your father does." "Don't I get a say in...
The wedding ceremony took place a fortnight later in the local Anglican church, St. Christopher's, so dedicated because it had been built to provide spiritual solace to visiting sailors whose ships had chanced to call at the port of Mayia Asrag. It didn't look much like an English church, being a square warehouse-like building just outside the dock gates. Only the large cross on the front of the building marked it as any different from the offices and warehouses which were its...
Janice moved off after the Emir with alacrity. It had suddenly dawned on her that this man could not only sack her husband; if she annoyed him too much he could have them both beheaded, or worse... Outside, the Emir got into a Rolls-Royce which was waiting and Janice, scrambling into her abaya, joined him. Looking round she realised that all the windows were darkened to provide protection from the sun, and from prying eyes. As the car moved off the Emir said, "You may suck my prick, once...
"How old are you?" asked the Emir when she was firmly shackled in place on the whipping bench in his bedroom. "Twenty-three, Master," she lied. "I'll ignore that reply, because I am in a good mood tonight. Every further lie will get you an extra stroke of the whip," remarked the Emir in a conversational tone. Whish ... THWACK! The efficacy of the blow was totally unexpected and Janice thought the end of the world had come. Henry had whipped her a couple of times, but nothing like...
After they had both satisfied their lusts the Emir rose and spoke to one of the eunuchs, "Fetch Maktum," he ordered, and a eunuch left the room at a run. Several minutes passed and then a tall Arab whom Janice recognised as the Emir's chauffeur came into the room and performed an obeisance before the Emir. ~Are you fit to drive to Mayia Asrag again tonight?~ asked the Emir, speaking in Arabic so that Janice would not understand. ~As the Master pleases, was the routine reply; if his...
Henry and Charles were relaxing over a glass of vintage Port in the Admiral's stateroom when the older man suggested something he had thought about quite a lot in the three months since the wedding of the Second Officer to Tamsin. "It occurred to me that although I had slept with your wife, you had not slept with mine, and that seemed a little unfair. Are you interested?" asked Henry. It was clear from the immediate look of excitement on his face that Charles had certainly considered the...
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Henry Hargreaves had been the skipper of the Imperial Voyager for well over ten years before the Emir set foot on board again. The vessel had entertained many military conferences and a few private cruises. Every two weeks, without fail, she sailed up and down the Gulf. If there were no passengers on board the staff practised their duties, taking it in turns to be guests It was a great privilege for senior non-commissioned crew members to stay in the guest suites, using all the facilities...
"I don't care what you want. You will eat dinner with us, and you will wear the costume the Emir has ordered!" he raged, "After all he has seen you in a lot less than that, and so have most of the others, I expect." "I ... will ... not!" she said. Turning to the eunuch, Henry took his whip and swung round all in one movement, lashing at her bottom. Whish ... THWACK. Janice yelped, more in shock than pain, for Henry was still not an expert with the whip and the blow had been a light...
As Henry reached the door to his stateroom he heard a woman's voice call, "Admiral Hargreaves." Turning he saw a figure in an abaya, escorted by one of the royal eunuchs, following him along the corridor. He stopped and waited, unsure of who was hidden in the all encompassing Kobekistani outdoor dress for a respectable female. Sensing his uncertainty, she laughed, and Henry correctly identified the low throaty chuckle as that of the older wife, Princess Ayda. "Princess," he said...
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Lunch time, the day after the Emir's party had left, was the first time Henry had seen Janice since she was taken to the Emir's suite. "Well?" he asked as she came into his stateroom at lunch time still wearing the silk dressing-gown which buttoned at the neck but revealed her nudity beneath it. Her reply surprised and pleased him; she knelt in obeisance before him and as she did so she murmured, "Master." "How was it?" "Master. The Emir, may he live for ever, was generous enough...
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