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****************** 3. Welcome Aboard ******************

Lyanna walked up the rest of the enclosed gangway. Each step brought her closer and closer to panicking and trying to run back down towards the tent where she had just been but the thought of Mrs. Kay and the shocks she had just received kept her walking forward.

The light from the open hatch at the top of the ramp glinted off of the latex that gripped her breasts and legs.

"How is this happening, this is not what I signed up for" she thought. She hadn't even known there was a third tier of guests for the cruise, and this wasn't surprising.

Tier III was only supposed to be available to guests who had been on the cruise at least once as a Tier II guest or twice as a Tier I guest. Special exceptions were made to accommodate certain furs well known with deep enough purses.

Guests with a black collar could be used for almost anything that was desired by other guests. Even Tier II guests had use of anyone wearing a black collar.

Tier II guests were collared for the duration of the voyage as well but their collars were much less severe. They also could deliver shocks to the wearer but much lower powered ones and could not sustain a shock. The black collars' power cells were larger and could sustain a shock should someone decide the wearer deserved extra punishment.

Tier II guests were treated almost like Tier I but required the permission of a Tier I guest or crew member to have a Tier III guest perform some service for them. This was almost always granted, usually with some small service required in return, services ranging from fetching a drink or losing a piece of clothing to sex acts. Couples often went with one as a Tier I and the other as Tier II.

'Quite popular with honeymooners' Marissa had told her.

Tier I guests had complete run of the ship and could request whatever they liked of anyone who wore a ships' collar. Tier II guests could not immediately decline a request from a guest but could stop it if it became too intense for them. So anything truly severe or intimidating was usually reserved for a Tier III guest.

This information was covered briefly in the brochures and Lyanna had some recollection of Marissa talking about the collars that were worn but she hadn't paid too much attention as she hadn't planned on being collared on her first cruise and not understanding the symbolism of collars in general. She had liked the idea of being able to ask any cute guys she saw for massages or to fetch her a drink while laying by the pool in her bikini and had fantasized a lot in the past week about those possibilities but hadn't really thought about it beyond that.

'Now I'm the one that people will be ordering around' she thought unhappily as she stepped off the gangway and into the ship. Still not having a great deal of experience in the world of bondage and kink, Lyanna's imagination only stretched to some of the things Marissa had told her about and a few relatively mild examples she had found online.

She entered a small room, perhaps only a four meters square. She halted with a jerk as the leash on her collar came to a stop at the end of the overhead rail.

A male dolphin was waiting for her and a grin spread across his face and he watched Lyanna reach up and try to grab at her collar again. He was wearing something that looked like a wetsuit top, but with the arms cut off and fit very close over his chest and belly. The shirt showed his arms and most of his shoulders and appeared to be neoprene or something quite like it, black with a stripe of blue around his throat and around the arm holes. His nametag read "Dusty". This was the kind of guy she had fantasized about giving her foot massages near the pool.

'Dusty the dolphin' she thought and a small smile returned to her face.

"Welcome aboard the Relora" He said walking over to her and running a finger up the collar and under her chin. Lyanna stood there, unsure of what to do.

"You look amazing. Mrs. Kay shined you up nice but missed a few spots" he reached over and traced his fingers along the her bra. Lyanna's ear fins flushed pink again in embarrassment and the butterflies in her stomach continued fluttering about.

Not as well endowed as her friend Marissa was, Lyanna was happy with what she had. She had taken to wearing the bra more often under her normal clothes lately, liking the feel of the latex it against her hide as it warmed up and moved with her like a second skin.

Dusty continued to massage her breasts as he spoke to her. Maybe this won't be too terrible, she thought. He clearly liked her and thought that she may be able to convince him that there was a mistake and to help her get the horrible collar off her. The unyielding grip holding her from looking around

"You look like your enjoy the water and getting wet." He said looking her over. "Am I right in guessing that you're partial to water-sports?" He asked, his eyes sparkling merrily and taking a step back.

Lyanna smiled. "Oh yeah, I love swimming and being wet" said Lyanna, completely misunderstanding the question. Lyanna had never heard of the type Dusty was referring to and would have been horrified by the thought of what she just said had she known otherwise.

"Great, I think I know just where to put you for the reception tonight then." he said, reaching up to unlock the end of the leash from the overhead rail.

"Can you please take this off of me before then?" Lyanna tugged at her collar. "I don't want this." Lyanna pleaded and then suddenly registered what the dolphin had just said.

"Wait, the reception? I can't go to that wearing this" she bleated, her mind whirling. She tugged futilely at the leash now, her smile replaced with a look of panic.

With dread she remembered the schedule of events from the brochures. On the first night there was an elaborate reception held in the ships' Grand Hall. Music, dancing, food, live entertainment and meeting the other guests the brochure had boasted. Marissa had said she had seen some outrageous outfits and costumes when she attended last year. Latex and leather seemed to be the general fashion. Lyanna had seen some pictures Marissa had from the previous cruise and thought that her friend's outfit had been rather tame compared to some she saw in the background.

Marissa had worn a steam-punk style corset, stockings and garter belt and short frilly skirt. The half-cups of the corset only barely covering her nipples in the pictures from early in the night and not at all in the later ones. She seemed to always have had one or more furs on a leash in the pictures as well. Lyanna had thought at the time it was just something that those particular guests had been talked in to by Marissa.

"You're a Tier III guest and you're on board now missy, the collar is activated not coming off your pretty neck until we return here. Couldn't even if I wanted to, and I definitely do not want to." he said.

"All tier II and tier III guests must attend in any case, one of the few mandatory things on the schedule for you. The rest is your discretion or the discretion of whomever happens to be owning you. The reception let's the rest of the guests get to see who's available."

Fresh waves of embarrassment rolled through her as she realized that nearly the entire ship would be present at some point throughout the night. Her hands fell to her sides and a sense of powerlessness welled up inside her.

"Let's get you to the great hall and into the fountain." said Dusty.

That didn't make any sense to Lyanna. What did he mean? She wasn't a tier III guest and what fountain? She pictured herself standing in a wishing fountain like in the park near her apartment. She couldn't make much sense of it and felt a tug at her neck.

Dusty had turned and started to walk away. She followed him closely, arms up around her breasts to try and give a bit of cover to herself as she went.

Staying mostly to smaller corridors and staff areas they went up three flights of stairs. They passed a few guests that Dusty greeted enthusiastically. Lyanna stood there, feeling sick to her stomach as Dusty chatted briefly with them. One of the guests, a male kangaroo wearing a only leather jock strap and silver collar winked at Lyanna.

His collar wasn't as tall as Lyanna's but hugged his neck just as closely. He then inhaled sharply as the female kangaroo next to him pressed a button on a similar looking bracelet to the others she had seen, and then gave Lyanna a lascivious smile herself.

"Stay right where you are dear" the female said to the male who now blushed, knowing he had been caught.

"My boyfriend here seems to think you're rather cute love" taking a step towards Lyanna. "And I just had an idea I've wanted to try". Positively beaming now she beckoned to Dusty, who had been standing back by the male, Lyanna's leash still in his hand.

"Yes miss?"

The roo leaned in and whispered something with a grin to the dolphin. They whispered back and forth several times with the roo giggling several times.

"Of course miss, I'll be right back."

Dusty grinned and reached down to clip the end of Lyanna's leash to a rail along the side of the corridor and strolled off down the corridor back the way they he had just come with Lyanna.

The kangaroo watched him and looked back to her boyfriend who had stood there watching. Lyanna stood there awkwardly, leashed to the railing as she was, there was nowhere for her to go anyway's.

"While we're waiting, you're going to give this dragoness a nice tongue bath" she commanded. This surprised both Lyanna and the male kangaroo.

"What? Ya sure love, that's not really my thing, and besides I'm here with you" he said, taking a hesitant half-step towards Lyanna.

"It'll be hot and she has a black collar on" she said, running a finger over the jockstrap that had started to bulge now. "just this once?"

She walked behind him and pulled him down to his knees by his collar in front of Lyanna. He slowly knelt before Lyanna, looking up and the silver dragoness.

"I want to see how well you can make her squirm" she encouraged him, her voice dropping to a purr and rubbing her hands over his chest.

A previous boyfriend had loved to use his tongue on her and she had always enjoyed it too, but it felt far too strange now for Lyanna to be comfortable at all, let alone to enjoy it.

Lyanna started to protest. "No no, you don't have to" she said.

The female stood up and stepped behind Lyanna, gripping her wrists and pulling them behind Lyanna, holding them firmly. "Yes he does and you're going to let him." Leaning in the roo added in a whisper "he's going to need the practice".

Without warning the male roo reached behind her and placed his hands across her butt, pulling her hips towards his muzzle.

He moved his mouth in against her crotch and thong, pressing his tongue lightly over the smooth surface. His fingers began to slowly massage her ass, running them down from the base of her tail towards the top of her stockings.

Sandwiched between the kangaroos Lyanna started to feel her sense of fear and shame ebb and be replaced with more basic urges. The female behind her kept lightly nibbling at Lyanna's ear fins and rubbing her muzzle across the back of Lyanna's neck and the strong massages to her backside were gentle and soothing.

Lyanna's belly quivered as the tongue worked it's way across her crotch again. The collar stopped her from looking down and the inability to see where his tongue was going to go next was giving her thrills with each contact.

"Get a move on, move her thong aside now love. I want to see how long that tongue of yours is." coaxed the female in a sultry tone.

Tentatively he brought his mouth forward and gently started to move the thin covering of latex aside from her vent as his fingers worked to start sliding it down her legs, revealing her now damp vent.

Lyanna let out a feral moan as he placed his mouth firmly against her and drew his tongue, long and firm, through her vent. Lyanna's eyes went wide and she would have sworn he was part giraffe with how long his tongue felt. Her mouth opened into a small o-shape as she inhaled and let it out with a shiver. For professing to not liking going down on a girl very much he seemed quite well equipped to be good at it.

Lyanna did begin to writhe slowly against the kangaroo, trying to pull out of her grip wanting to try and guide the roo. The kangaroo gripped tighter and breathed "keep still" into Lyanna's ear. The pattern changed and he began to work her clit almost roughly with his mouth, suckling it and sliding his tongue inside of her.

As Lyanna's breath started coming more raggedly she saw Dusty returning from down the corridor with a young, female, lop-eared rabbit walking beside him. She was also dressed similarly to Dusty but instead of a shirt she wore more of a vest, it was open all the way and just covered her breasts. It too looked like neoprene and she wore a bright yellow neckerchief around her throat. They both stopped slightly down the hallway, enjoying the scene before them.

"Would you take her love" said the kangaroo, looking at Dusty. "She's gotten a bit squirmy now."

He nodded and came over quickly to trade places with the female, grasping Lyanna's wrists tightly behind her. The kangaroo at her crotch looked up and started to pull away.

"No no, keep going love, you look so good like that." she said, swiftly walking behind him and pressing his head back between Lyanna's thigh. He hadn't seen the rabbit hand something metal to his girlfriend.

Lyanna tried craning her neck down to see what was going on and after several jerky attempts she relaxed and closed her eyes, resigning herself to the treatment, leaning back against Dusty's chest and cursed the collar again.

'This isn't that bad' she thought. 'I just wanted this on my terms, not in the hallway like some sex crazed fiend. I need to get this collar off.'

A sharks grin was on the female kangaroo's face now. "Now, let's make this even better."

Lyanna heard the kangaroo between her legs start to moan as well as the tongue slowed between her legs.

The female kangaroo had slid down the leather jockstrap off her boyfriend and had slid a finger across the top of his semi-erect cock and beckoned over the rabbit.

"Now, I want you to get your tongue into her as deep as you can" she said, her voice had taken on silky tones, sliding her hands over the eyes of the kangaroo.

He obliged and rose up on his knees. Lyanna obliged and spread her legs to make it easier for him, hoping he would start to hit her g-spot with that marvelous tongue of his. Her previous boyfriend, had only managed to get to her g-spot twice with his tongue and it was something she wanted to feel again.

Meanwhile, the female roo leaned down quickly and in one motion had slid his cock into her mouth and rose up quickly leaving it slick and a thin line saliva leading back to her mouth. The rabbit had been slowly sliding a metal ring up around and around his balls and around the base of his cock. The rabbit then reached around to swiftly slide something metal over his cock and pressed it firmly against the metal contraption she had just placed around his balls.

The tongue in her vent swiftly slid out, eliciting another gasp from Lyanna. Dusty released her arms and she bent forward to see what had happened, disappointed that she was no longer receiving the attention.

"Umm, love, you can't be serious" he said, grabbing at his crotch, a look of unease over his face now. He tugged at the tube, trying to slide it off but not having any luck. The female roo lifted her hands away from his eyes and leaned in to kiss his damp muzzle.

Dusty has moved her arms out to her side so she was able to look down. A metal tube now pressed all around his cock and was connected to the series of metal rings that wrapped around his testicles, spreading them apart. Chastity play was another area that Lyanna had not been familiar with. She could clearly see that his cock now pressed uncomfortably against it and there didn't seem to be any way for him to become fully erect. He also did not seem to have any way of touching his cock at all now, the only opening was a small slit near the end.

"Can do the same stuff as his collar?" she asked, looking at the rabbit who had been waiting patiently.

"Yes miss, use your wrist band, you'll see her picture and his since they're close enough, tap on his and then here" she instructed helpfully, pointing at the band on the roo's wrist.

"BiancAAAAA" his question turned to a cry and jumped in surprise. His hands went to his crotch as he fell back onto his ass and then struggled to his feet.

"You may like this too" said the rabbit to the kangaroo, showing something else on the band. "You may want to get on all fours" she said idly.

"Why?" he asked.

Lyanna had an idea of what was about to happen and was not surprised to see him yip and grab at his cock again. He dropped down to his hands and knees. "Oh gods" he panted out.

"As long as you have this turned on, whenever he stands upright he'll get a little shock just like that" she said cheerily. "And as a Tier II guest with Miss Bianca here holding your controller I would suggest you do as she says." she directed to the roo.

He stared back at Bianca now, some of the fear Lyanna had felt earlier mirrored in his eyes now.

Lyanna was utterly bewildered now. The situation had been changing so quickly. First she had thought she was part of some voyeuristic fetish this girl had, and now she wasn't sure what was going on. She was achingly aware of how much she had started to miss the tongue though. Her thighs were wet with from his saliva and her own juices again.

"Now my sexy little thing, would you like him to continue?" asked the kangaroo, looking at Lyanna.

Lyanna was torn between wanting to get off and wanting to go and hide somewhere and felt something inside her start to fall away.

"uh, yeah" Lyanna said nervously, looking at the kangaroo.

A shock hit her again, but not as strongly as the ones Mrs. Kay had given her before, not strong enough to make her cry out, but still very much enough to get her attention.

'What did I do?' she thought.

A female voice behind her said "'Yes Mistress' is what you meant, I'm sure". The rabbit came in front of Lyanna and tapped her nose. "Remember your place."

"Yes Mistress, I'm sorry" Lyanna echoed quickly.

"Then get down on all fours love" said the roo. "He can't reach now" she giggled.

Dusty unclipped her leash from the rail after unlocking it and handed the end to the kangaroo. Lyanna was pulled down by the neck until she was on the down on the ground with her hands and knees resting on the corridor floor.

Her collar prevented her from looking anywhere now but at the feet of the kangaroo, who was now clearly in control of both her and her boyfriend.

The female kangaroo walked behind her and pulled Lyanna's thong down to her knees now, completely exposing her tail hole and vent. Then pulling her tail up over her back, the kangaroo sat down on Lyanna's shoulders and held Lyanna's tail arched over back.

Thinking back to earlier that morning when she had been in a similar position on her own bed she blushed and thought she must look like a dragoness presenting to a mate and a shudder ran through her.

"Now, try and get her off as fast as you can love, if you do it then I'll have them take the cage off your cock" said Bianca sweetly.

Needing no further prompting the kangaroo crawled forward. Lyanna felt his nose bump against the space between her tail hole and her vent and she tried to widen her legs slightly.

The lapping at her vent resumed as he tried to work at completing his girlfriends commands. He worked feverishly, groaning as his cock pressed against the cage. Lyanna was now in her own fog of lust as well. For over five minutes he worked relentlessly at her vent. He was hitting all the right spots now but was still not giving her enough to finally push her over the edge, her climax sitting just out of reach.

'Gods I just need someone to play with my breasts now' Lyanna though desperately. She let out panting little whines with each lap of the tongue at her vent and pressed back, trying to match the rhythm of the roo.

She tried to reach a hand up to fondle her breasts to get the last bit of stimulation she needed to cum and had it swatted down by the roo sitting on top of her.

"Faster, please, just a little faster, just a little more" she moaned but the roo was starting to tire. His mouth ached and his tongue had begun to slow. The deep strong thrusts were becoming shallower and weaker. They only tormented her and she started to beg now "oh, please don't stop, I'm so close"

Lyanna didn't want to be left this close and to be denied. She tried to raise a hand to her breast again and again her hand was knocked away. Lyanna then tried to clamp her thighs around the roo's muzzle but all stimulation ceased as the roo pulled away.

"No no, please, more, just a little more" Lyanna begged, desperately wishing that the roo could have lasted just a little longer or to have been permitted to play with her breasts.

"I can't do it love, please let get this thing off me" he pleaded. "It's not my fault, she just wouldn't cum."

"I said I'd let you out if you could make her cum and you left the poor girl hanging just like you usually leave me." said Bianca, turning around to straddle Lyanna and letting her tail fall back into place behind her.

She leaned forward and placed her elbows on Lyanna's ass leaning over to look at the defeated male.

"I've sucked you off enough to know I can do it for you, but you never seem to last long enough to finish me. So, the new rule is you don't get off until I do, and if you use your safeword to get out of that chastity cage you'll be sorry."

Lyanna heard him beginning to stand up and then he yelped went back down swiftly.

"I haven't turned off the upright sensor yet, I think you're going to stay down like this for a while" said Bianca, standing and pulling Lyanna up by her lead. She handed it back to Dusty.

"Thanks, don't let her touch herself for a bit." she said looking at Dusty, then looking at Lyanna added, "I know what you're feeling, he does it to me often enough, the long burn is just ever so frustrating" she said with a grin, the lascivious smile had returned to her face.

"Of course Miss Bianca, I'll see to it that she doesn't get to relieve herself until later." said Dusty courteously to her and giving a slight bow.

The roo then told her boyfriend to follow her as she sauntered down the hallway, idly fingering the bracelet around her wrist as her boyfriend crawled behind her.

Lyanna reached down to pull her thong back into place and couldn't resist trying to slide her finger into her vent. She had been so close to climaxing and in the haze of lust she had forgotten almost any notion of embarrassment about trying to finger herself in public and slid a finger into her vent, hoping Dusty wouldn't notice.

Dusty did not, in fact, notice, but the rabbit did.

"Uh uh, are you going to need a chastity belt too?" she said, walking forward and pulled Lyanna's thong the rest of the way back in place. Lyanna was suddenly scared again that she was about to be shocked again. "That would fun, I love hearing furs beg to be allowed to cum and you were certainly letting the whole deck know you wanted it bad."

"Please, I'm sorry." she said quickly.

The rabbit tapped Lyanna's nose again and cocked an eyebrow questioningly.

"Mistress, I'm sorry Mistress" Lyanna blurted out quickly hoping it was enough. "Please don't shock me"

"Good girl" she said, relaxing and looking at Dusty. "Maybe we'll see about a chastity belt for you later I think"

She turned and started walking down the corridor and the dolphin fell in at her side, Lyanna followed behind on her leash trying to subdue the heat between her legs and resisting the urge to try and touch herself.

"Ok, so who's this?"

"Lyanna Drakten, she's our last tier III guest to board and she volunteered for the fountain for the reception" said Dusty.

"Oh good, I hadn't figured out who to put in yet" said the rabbit, she turned around to inspect Lyanna.

"Scales and already some latex on, oh she'll look perfect" she said. "Just need a few changes but she'll be great."

Lyanna still was confused about what they were talking about and hesitantly spoke up.

"Umm, Mistress, what do you mean?"

"Don't say 'umm'."

Lily had stopped and looked around at Lyanna with a stern expression. Her hand went to her bracelet as she turned around and pressed her thumb to the controller.

Lyanna jumped as she was shocked yet again. Her hands were back at the collar around her neck as she tried to escape the angry shocks that flooded through her. These shocks were as strong as the ones Mrs. Kay had given her but this was continuous, never letting off.

"No Mistress, I won't Mistress, oh please oh.." she cried. Her body contorted as she tried to find someway of stopping sensations.

As the shocks ceased, she stood quivering at the end of the leash clipped to her collar.

She kept repeating "I'm sorry Mistress" in a shaky voice.

Lily came over and pulled her arms around Lyanna to try and comfort her. Standard practice aboard the Relora was for crew members to help associate use of the collars with both pain and pleasure to condition to the collared guests to be more and more responsive to request as the cruise went on.

"It's alright my pet, I won't do that again unless you forget how to speak properly to guests or staff" she said gently.

"Now, let's get you prepared for tonight. You can relax in here with some of the other black collars."

They had neared the large doors leading into the Grand Hall. They were currently closed. A large sign leaning on a stand read

| The Grand Reception | 7:30pm | | Welcome Aboard the Relora

She was ushered into a smaller room just off of the main doors. Inside Lyanna saw what looked like a small lounge, several screens playing movies, couches, a bar ran the length of one wall but was currently vacant of a bartender or any bottles. There were also a number of furs inside, each wearing a black collar, and a few who's heads were covered by a black hood that resembled a gasmask.

'What the hell are those' she thought, looking at a fox who's rusty orange fur ended abruptly at the base of his collar and turned into a black mask obscuring his entire head. He was wearing a leather straightjacket and was leashed to a vixen dressed in a frilly maid outfit and boots with incredibly tall heels so that held her feet were forced into a severe point.

"We'll be coming back to get you in little while." said Dusty. "And to make sure you don't try and relieve yourself like the roo asked for I'm going to just put something on you."

Lyanna had hoped Dusty had forgotten about that command from the kangaroo.

The other furs made way for him as Dusty walked over and behind the bar and came back with a yoke with a hole for a collar and bars spreading out from there ending in steel cuffs at the ends.

"I'm sure you know what to do now" said Dusty, holding open the center section.

"Yes sir" said Lyanna glumly. She had been hoping to have some time to get rid of her need that had been building all day.

"Good girl."

Dusty closed the yoke around her collar, closing it securely and then locking each wrist into the ends of the yoke. As soon as she was secured, Dusty smiled and walked back out the door leaving Lyanna to her own devices.