Subspace – Emma · Bound 6 · Part 1

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Part 3. Sharks and Fire

"I have never really been an exhibitionist. It feels a little weird to be this exposed heading to a group of people." Emma spoke with a slight bit of concern.

Ophelia walked next to her, bursting out laughing. As she calmed down she spoke, "You realize my Unicorn that you wore much less than you currently are to our performance. Sure the latex is see-through to a degree but still opaque. But you have a dress on this time. Earlier you just had a corset, chastity belt, stockings, and boots. Oh and a sexy fucking tail. Too bad you couldn't wear it with this. But people could still see more flesh clearly earlier and a whole lot more when my Unicorn was on display. Maybe you feel more exposed as your head is uncovered."

Emma looked down and rubbed her hands over the sides of her nude skin tight latex mini dress. The dress stretched from a couple inches above her neckline while covering her solidly down to a couple inches below her hips along the upper edges of her thighs. The short sleeves ended just above her biceps. Her black corset was visible underneath. Ophelia thankfully had plenty of practice and showed no mercy when tightening it. Ophelia took her breath away in many ways metaphorically and literally. This time was definitely literal. Her breasts were pushed up by the corset while being compressed and spread out by the latex dress.

It gave her a much different shape than her normal but helped accent all the other curves of her body. Her hands and arms were encased in matching latex elbow length gloves. Black garter held her dress down while holding up the latex stockings that matched the rest of the outfit. Her eight inch heeled black strappy sandals had what amounted to a three quarter inch platform. Needless to say she was not en pointe again but definitely on her sore toes again. But she loved heels and the discomfort was both a blessing and a curse that she wanted pretty much at all times. The entirety of the outfit along with her hair and makeup definitely changed and enhanced her look.

Her curves were on full maximum display and truly little was left to the imagination. Everyone who wanted to would get to see her physical attributes, even if they were mildly covered.

Emma smirked, "Yeah that tail felt incredibly sexy. So it probably looked sexy as well. But you are right, people have seen me already. But I have always been a bit low on self esteem, especially when it comes to my body."

"I think most of us have some issue with our bodies. Understand my Unicorn, I think you have an amazing body and am quite jealous of it. Most of the time I think I am stuck in some pre-puberty time loop. But let's look at the fun ahead, at least for you."

"Maybe we should have you wear the sexy tail and turn you into a unicorn when you are around me."

Ophelia smiled, "That would have been lovely but that opportunity has passed I am afraid."

"I'm sorry Miss. I should have…"

Ophelia cut Emma off, "No need to be sorry. This is your vacation to do as you wish. Within the rules at least. And you gave me more in our short time than anyone else. You have no idea the kindness and blessing you gave me. I get to cherish this the rest of my life. And I own a possession, in your chastity key, that would buy me out of my debt, but reality is that it is priceless to me."

Emma grabbed Ophelia’s hand and stopped while pulling her in. She leaned down as best as she could to the petite maid and kissed her.

"It's your key to do as you wish. If you want to use it to give to your Mistress for your freedom then do so."

"No." Ophelia looked up at Emma with tears in her eyes. "I will not give her the key even for my freedom. I did not ask for it for that purpose. If I gave it to her, your debt would be significantly more than mine to get it back. So no. I would hand it back to you before giving it to her. I told you that you are walking to the sharks. She probably isn't the biggest but she is the one I know the best. If you wish to do anything with her, that is your choice. But I will hand the key to you, not her. Thankfully I have a little over two weeks to figure out what I want to do with it and enjoy knowing I control your lack of touch down there. But my Unicorn doesn't need to be touched if used properly, as we have proven. Every reaction so far suggests I should get rid of it and leave you in it permanently."

Emma started moaning as Ophelia on her toes pulled Emma's lips to hers for another kiss.

"Let's go you permanent chastity whore before I decide to ensure it is reality."

As Ophelia cracked a smile, she pulled Emma along to the dining hall.

As they reached the doors outside the dining hall, Ophelia stopped and looked up to Emma, "Remember, many sharks and you are alone. But also remember to get what you want and have fun. I don't want to sway your opinions anymore than I have. I am not trying to throw my Mistress under the bus. Some people get very good deals from her. But like many people, she will use leverage to get what she wants. I'm afraid both me and the chastity key could come into play. Don't let them matter in any choice you make. I told you I will not give her the key for my freedom. That is my choice. Please respect that. Plus you said it is my key to do as I wish. So don't use it to negotiate with someone else.

If I don't see you before the end of the trip, stick around your room. I will come to you after the rest of my clients leave and give my decision. I will allow you to bring one person to negotiate for the key at that time but remember I will do what I want with it. It may be gone before then, over the side of the boat, but you won't know until then. You are not required to stick around to learn the key's fate but I am hoping to see you one last time. Also, thank you for meeting my Mistress for dinner. It will, hopefully, make her happy enough with me that you are coming. So give me one last kiss from those sexy Unicorn lips and I will take you in and introduce you."

After an extended kiss, Emma spoke, "You are an amazing woman in a shitty situation. I hope things work out. Do what you need with the key. I will be there at the end to see you if I don't see you during other parts of the trip. The key is irrelevant, as we have proven and for all intents and purposes, it has been destroyed. Video shows it."

"I am quite amazing, for such a lowly maid. My Korean-Brazilian pussy will see more action than yours but you will get the real action of living out your fantasies." Ophelia giggled at Emma as they walked in.

Inside the dining hall, hundreds of people were sitting at mostly filled up tables. Ophelia led Emma towards the front which also had a small stage and a large screen covering the wall. Emma guessed other activities between meals happened here. There were multiple dining halls around the ship but this one was her assigned one though she was a special guest at the VIP table tonight.

As they got closer, two servants helped an average height and sized woman stand up. She happened to be dressed in an old style Victorian red with gold dress. Her brunette hair and makeup were done in a fashion similar to portraits of that era of time. She appeared to be about similar age as Emma. The other four people at the table stayed seated. All eyes on Emma, including the Victorian woman who had deep blue eyes. They met each other about half way.

Ophelia curtsied the woman and began introductions, "Mistress this is Emma. Emma, this is my Mistress."

Reaching out her gloved hand, "Pleasure to meet you, Emma, the majestic Unicorn. You may call me Queen Victoria or your majesty. At least for the evening as I do enjoy a bit of role-play. On most days I am Miss Victoria or Mistress to my servants and those who wish they were my servants."

Emma, playing it up, gently held the Queen's hand and gave it a soft kiss. As she let go of her hand, she took a step back and curtsied.

"Pleasure to meet you as well, your majesty."

"Those words do sound delicious from a Unicorn's mouth and with manners. You could very well succeed in my kingdom with the performances you have already put on today. Speaking of performances, the Subspace Ship Museum is going to induct your work of the Maid and the Unicorn in our permanent collection. That is how highly we thought of that wonderfully majestic performance that is not even a couple hours old. While we have your lovely horn, we were hoping both of you would do some PR and maybe a small event or two over the course of the trip. It will be a benefit to us and we will listen to compensation for your time. The Maid will be promoting it.

The hope is to get you as well, if we work out some available times. I am aware you don't know your plans yet but I am curious if you will at least entertain the idea of making time and participating. We have a few days before an answer is likely needed but I wanted you to know before any plans are made in case you would like to participate. There will be an introduction video after dinner and clips of the performance will be shown, as a heads up. If it pleases you, let's have dinner." Turning to Ophelia, "We will talk more about it later, Ophelia. Time to get back to your duties."

Ophelia curtsied her Mistress and then smiled while she curtsied Emma before she walked out leaving Emma to follow Queen Victoria to their seats. She was quickly introduced to the other four guests, three men and a woman. Nathan, Master Zell, Sir Jerry, and Janice. It was clear that this group knew each other and they were the first group she would have to deal with. They all were hoping to get something from her. They quickly spent time asking questions mostly about Emma.

Eventually Nathan asked in his jovial manner, "If you don't mind, what are your plans and or goals for this cruise?"

Emma smiled knowing the question was coming, "My basic answer to that is simple and probably gets some of you salivating. I am here to explore, try new things, and hopefully fulfill some of my long running fantasies. But…" Emma looks at the five of them in turn with a smirk. "It is clear I was asked here so you guys could get first crack at me. That is fine in that it had to start with someone. Realize though I am not some pushover. Since all of you are business people to some degree, I will listen to your proposals. If they are acceptable and I want to do it then we will work out further details. We all have limited time, including me, as I am guessing this trip will go by quickly.

There are other people, for me as well as you, to meet and discuss terms for the rest of the trip. Since I seem to be one of the first you guys are interested in, I expect to come out ahead in our transactions, if I am the catch you are hoping to make above all else. Don't let my earlier performance suggest I'm a one trick Unicorn."

The last line got most of the table laughing and everyone at least smiling.

Emma continued, "First, since this was asked of me to consider when I got here, I am willing to help promote The Maid and The Unicorn if Ophelia gets the day off to spend with me the day or days we promote it. I understand that it is unfair to other clients to have her the whole trip, so those one or two days will do. I will try to include the assistant from the show if the days line up and if I can work out something with her Master much like you. You don't have to answer immediately but that is what I counter your earlier proposal with. You can think on it while someone else offers theirs."

Victoria quietly sat there as Nathan immediately jumped in, "Miss Emma, I run a ranch with my partner on the mainland that specializes in pet play and training as well as some other niche areas. We get many volunteers who want to try out various things. We also have a VIP section in our display area that we pay our guests who are in there per hour depending on the type of activities. I am hoping you would come participate at least once in that area for a few hours at least on one day. Being able to promote the Unicorn will be a great boon for me.

There are other options as well including various pet trainings which I would waive fees if it was open to the public and filmed to help promote my business. There is the highly popular hucow milking and breeding area. We have a specialized injection that can get you temporarily lactating so you can be milked. Most women who come to us enjoy the feeling of it and the temporary larger breasts for a bit. The breeding portion is optional and usually free but we can negotiate if that interests you. There are plenty of other options but I don't want to take up all our dinner. I have a booth after dinner if you care to stop by. I will even pay you to participate for an hour.

You will still be able to meet and talk with people who come up. And I don't want to use all your time. It is up to you and I am more than willing to give you more information later, when you are ready."

Emma smiled, "I admit I find many of the options intriguing so I am willing to look into it. Though I didn't come here to become popular or even be noticed by many. Clearly this Unicorn business isn't going away."

Everyone else laughed again as Sir Jerry spoke up next, "No Miss Emma, your Unicorn persona has caught our attention as well as others. Hopefully many more after tonight and if we can help it, throughout the entire length of this cruise if possible. It will enhance the legacy you came up with, intentionally or not."

Emma interrupted quickly, "Sorry to interrupt but this unicorn thing is not mine. While I ended up portraying the part, I will not take credit for it other than playing my part. If you guys want to credit someone, then credit the actual mastermind of this. The lovely Ophelia came up with it and ran with it. She was right that I was already catching attention just from registration. And it seems she suckered me in to ensure as many eyes on me as possible. So either she is a great actress for her Mistress or you undervalue that incredible woman who could be a much bigger asset than just your maid slave who you also pimp out at your brothel."

"How dare you, you lowly peasant!"

Emma instantly had an evil smirk at that.

"Ah, but I do dare, Queen Victoria. You see lowly peasants, as you say, have overthrown their tyrannical leaders for much less." Emma stood up and walked behind Victoria. "If I were merely a lowly peasant, I might just do that. But I am so much more." As Emma from behind Victoria caresses her neck as she leans in towards her ear. "You see no mortal, not even a queen, can stand up to Goddess. No, your place is at my feet, groveling and begging to worship me. To be stripped of your power, chained, punished, locked up, and left to be a worthless public sex toy, just to please me." Emma finishes whispering in Victoria's ear, "That is what I will give you Queen Victoria. With you ending up mine, babbling and begging for more, just for the pleasure to worship divinity."

Victoria shuddered and shook at the words Emma spoke. Emma stood back up and returned to her seat.

"Outside of giving me Ophelia, my offer to you is to role-play, specifically some power exchange role-play. I am sure you are used to and comfortable with the top position and control. Maybe you have role-played and allowed men to top you. I doubt you have let another woman do it. I have no problems letting you start on top but I want a power exchange with it finishing with you on the bottom. That is my current offer. If you have something else to offer, I am willing to listen. Take your time and think about it. And sorry again for interrupting you Sir Jerry and please everyone call me Emma. Except for Queen Victoria, she may call me Goddess, instead." Emma finished with the biggest devilish grin possible.

Victoria had dropped her eyes and looked down at her food. Anything to avoid Emma's gaze as a hoarse laugh that led to a bit of coughing came from Sir Jerry.

Sir Jerry finally finished coughing and started speaking again, "Yes. Yes. You are right that Ophelia not only deserves credit for naming you a Unicorn but also for properly presenting you to everyone as well. It is far more true than some may wish but it’s a breath of fresh air. Especially for someone, like me, who is always looking for inspiration. I am a fashion designer in the niche market of our alternative culture. I run several fashion shows throughout the cruise. I have four planned for this particular one but you have given me inspiration on something new. I would like to make it for you and have you model it for the show as well as the after party.

It likely wouldn't be ready until one of the later shows. Though I am not against it if you wish to model at more of my shows. What I offer is that you will get to keep the outfit I design for you. Anyone here can attest that they usually sell for quite a bit of money. You could sell it or do what you like with it. As a bonus if you participate in other shows and dress for the after party, I would allow you to select, from some of my collection, another outfit for each show."

Emma contemplated for a minute before asking, "What type of outfit are you looking to make me?"

"A unicorn outfit, of course, with a bit of removable bondage flair and other accessories to make play time in it easier. I would like to get exact measurements of you so I can make this work of art if you are willing to display it at the show and after party. I guarantee it will be an original one of a kind, even if other unicorn outfits are made. I want this to be unique and fit properly for you. I have shows on the third, seventh, tenth, and fourteenth days of the cruise. It most likely wouldn't be finished before the tenth one but if I get the measurements early as in by tomorrow and everything goes well, maybe the seventh one is an option. Though you are welcome to participate in any of them for me. Just give me a heads up as early as possible so I can make you shine as best possible."

Emma nodded, "Sounds reasonable. I will work on figuring out my plans and try to get the measurements done soon."

Sir Jerry smiled, "Send a message and I will send an assistant to get your measurements."

He pulled out a large pad of paper and a pencil and started sketching. Seemed he was done talking for the moment.

After a brief pause, Janice spoke up, "I will admit, Emma, you have exceeded my expectations of what I expected. With that, I run an online store catering to the BDSM society that includes mass produced and customized gear and furniture. Many of the stores here sell my items including the lovely horn from your performance. So from the sounds of it I should be thanking Ophelia for the idea as well as buying it. Must say it wasn't designed to be a horn but I may need to consider a new customized head harness for that purpose. I will even name it after you. But as a businesswoman, I would also like to take advantage of your popularity here to help sell more of my product.

With compensation of course. I, like Nathan, have a booth later and if I can get you to visit for a bit I would compensate you for that. I also have demonstrations throughout the entirety of the cruise and would love to get you as one of the guests to come try out and test some of my products in front of others. I am willing to offer some of the items for free or a very discounted rate for the time you put in."

Emma thoughtfully nodded, "I am interested but I want to ask Victoria a few questions first and then I will likely come back with some questions."

"By all means," Janice responded.

Victoria was looking up at Emma again at this point. Clearly she was nervous and shaking. The normally arrogant and powerful woman sat there subdued. Emma thought to herself, maybe I do have some weird aura that affects some people.

Emma smiled and asked Victoria, "Would you like to finish role-playing as a fallen Queen to her almighty Goddess? This will not count as your role-play opportunity if you decide to take that opportunity. But beware, this will be public and I fully expect you to give it your all. You can quit it but you would forfeit any other opportunities if you agree to this and don't follow through. You are not required and don't need to agree to this as it has no effect on later offers. It only does if you do accept and fail to live up to expectations of one with your standing. Be warned, while I will not physically hurt you, I will demand much of you until we are finished or you quit.

Unless, of course, you have thoughts about a counter offer for me? If you want to finish this role-play get down on all fours and kiss my shoes and beg to serve your Goddess properly. If you don't want your dress ruined, take it off, otherwise it is fair game if we continue. Also if you don't want to continue, but have something else to discuss first before I move on, then do so."

Victoria sat there visibly shaking and contemplating. She stood up gesturing to the two earlier servants, before turning back to Emma, "Goddess, I would like to continue but also preserve my dress. It will take some time to remove. If you will excuse me I will be back to worship your shoes properly when I get back."

"No. They will undress you here if you wish to continue." Victoria froze as the words were spoken. "Someone of your ilk is far beneath me to be concerned for her modesty. I only offered to spare your clothes, not your pride. So you undress here in front of everyone while your betters finish their discussion. Leave on your heels, gloves, and hosiery and you are given the choice to keep wearing any lingerie underneath or remove it. If you have none underneath, that is not my concern, you will have to go without. If you are wearing heels that are less than six inches, have one of the servants bring back a pair of your highest heels for you, then you will dismiss them until they are called to retrieve you. Understood?"

"Yes Goddess." As everyone started watching Victoria be undressed in the dining hall by her two servants.

Master Zell spoke up first this time, "I'm impressed and oddly a little jealous. You have only just met the queen tyrant herself and have her already submitting to you. How did I not figure this out before and bend her to my will?"

Emma shrugged, "Lack of Unicorn magic? Maybe Estrogen-based Goddess powers? Would you like me to try them on you?"

Master Zell laughed, "You may certainly try but I fear while you seemly have some power, I am not as easily affected. But I should at least give my opening offer to you. I own a number of clubs and host many parties, including here on this ship. The party after this is hosted by me. There will be a much more private exclusive party after it as well as most other nights on this cruise. My gift to you, with nothing asked in return, is that you are welcome to join any of the parties freely as a guest or entertainment. Now my hope is to entice you to be entertainment for at least one of those parties.

There are a number of forms including serving drinks in bondage, cage dancing, poses in various restraints, being an objectified cum dump receptacle, and many other things. There is a main stage with many competitions throughout the night. I would like to get you in one of those competitions. There are cash rewards for competing as well as bigger rewards for winning. And last but not least, completely optional, but what would it take to spend the night with you?"

"Only if you bound tightly while licking my ass before I plow yours with a massive strap-on."

Janice giggled and Master Zell grinned while responding, "While that is a fantasy you dream about, and I don't blame you; I will counter with, you and I work together to dominate another willing submissive with me finishing off having anal sex with you while you peg them. I doubt you have experienced working with a man to dominate another person. I would even let you choose who the willing participant is. I most certainly wouldn't mind if it was Victoria, if that is an option."

"So you have a thing for Victoria?"

"Not really but I will say I prefer the submissive woman over a dominant one. I wouldn't mind testing her out after all these years of her playing Queen Bee. Speak of the devil."

At that point, Victoria returned. She was in red six inch heeled calf boots, nude stockings held up by a red garter belt, red ruffled brief panties, and a gorgeous red corset bound tightly around her frame giving the quintessential hourglass figure. She looked far more beautiful than Emma expected. Her body was well taken care of and it turned Emma on more than she expected.

Subspace – Emma · Bound 6 · Part 1 (1/2)
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