room a cozy feel despite its spacious size.
The girls looked at each other, then back at James. “It’s beautiful, but ‘special’? Why?” Pam questioned.
James walked over to a built in chest of drawers and opened one. He pulled out a couple of black masks rimmed in rhinestones. “For you,” he said and handed one to each. “Put them on, guests will be arriving shortly.”
Not to question, Pam slipped the mask over her head and positioned it carefully. She turned to look at Barbie who stared back at her with mask in place. They both looked quite hot and incredibly erotic. No words were spoken.
“ Come,” James said gently, yet firmly. He led them back out into the salon area. Sure enough, two men had boarded the yacht while they were in the bedroom. The men were dressed casually in trousers and polo shirts and wore black leather half masks. They had already made themselves a drink.
The men were standing by the long window observing the moon and the stars, turning to look when the three entered the room. Normally, Pam would have been creeped out to see strangers in masks; she would have, should have, turned, and ran in the other direction…right off this yacht! However, she stood still and let the men approach her. Barbie in turn welcomed the men. “My name is Barbie, good to meet you.” She extended her slender hand, moving towards them with her pelvis leading the way. No one took her hand.
James picked up the introductions. “This is Tom and this is Harry. Dick should be here at any moment.”
“ Tom, Dick, and Harry? Is that a joke?” Pam asked with a chuckle. No one smiled or replied except James.
“ Anyone can be anyone they like here,” he replied seriously, gripping both girls by the elbow and lead them to a cherry wood side table. There appeared to be a small mound of white powder in the middle of the table, along with several small glass tubes.
“ Please indulge yourselves,” James offered as he sliced out a thin line with a double-sided razor blade. He picked up a glass tube and snorted once into his nostril. He didn’t know these two women well yet, but he doubted seriously they were undercover cops. “Now you.” He handed the tube to Barbie.
Another man appeared, also wearing the same type of mask, and a tall woman followed closely behind. Her mask was black lace and feathered.
Barbie delicately inhaled a line of coke, as did Pam. Each had done this a time or two in the past. Both girls barely spoke to each other. They were too entranced by this display of ‘over the top’ affluence and seemed to be in complete submission to James.
This would be a night they would never forget, and were savoring every moment.
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CHAPTER FOUR
By the time all the guests arrived, the party was in full swing. Barbie and Pam were high. High on the experience of meeting these very unusual personalities, and obviously high from the little bit of coke they had inhaled. So mysterious the guests were behind their masks; hiding who they actually were, and yet playing a role of who they truly wanted to be.
At present there were four men and five women on board, everyone was mingling, murmuring, and drinking. The men caressed the women, who in turn fondled the men’s hard cocks through their trousers.
Cashmere, an older woman who appeared to be linked to James in some way, had been the last to show up. She wore a long, black, completely sheer dress that was cut quite low. But it didn’t matter, as the dress already completely exposed her small firm breasts. You could see right through it, revealing her shaved pussy and curvaceous ass.
Lorraine was a petite redhead who wore a black leather skirt, red sequined camisole, and knee high spiked patent leather boots. Miranda, a sloe-eyed, bleached blonde cut in a short spiky ’do with a voluptuous figure, wore a more casual black halter summer dress.
All that could be seen beneath the masks were their slitted