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with anticipation. The Master picked up a short but efficient-looking riding crop and administered three sharp swats to each of their round butts. Harmon was disappointed that the swats hadn’t been very hard, but they did make a satisfying thwack. The Master moved in closer, and Harmon couldn’t see what he was doing with his hands between the legs of first one sub and then the other, but he could guess. He kissed each one hard and quickly massaged their breasts. They cried out in what appeared to be ecstasy. He could see the wet cunts between their spread legs. Harmon thought he might pass out. What he wouldn’t give to get a piece of that action.
    The Master, with the help of one of the female stewards, released both women, wrapped them in blankets, and put them on one of the sofas, while the Russian woman ushered the passengers out the room. Shit, he had seen that Russian woman around the ship a couple of times. I’d sure like to get my hands on that one. What a body. Harmon couldn’t believe the Master had brought two women to orgasms with so little effort on his part. Hot damn. He just might blow his load right here if he wasn’t careful. Now he had to move out of the room with the crowd and get back to the storeroom without being discovered. He tried to shield his face without being obvious and tried to stay close to the group in front of him as they made their way out to the passageway.
    When Harmon was back in the storage room, he quickly scanned through the pictures on his cell phone. He couldn’t believe the gold mine on his phone. Too bad he couldn’t have used his digital camera and lens, but that would be far too dangerous in the close confines of the dungeon room. Nevertheless, he was thrilled with what he had gotten so far. Now that he knew the score and what was going on, he couldn’t wait to see what else he could get. He probably should take these pictures and run at the first opportunity, but he just couldn’t pass up the chance for an even bigger score. The mother lode was waiting for him in Court’s suite. He just knew it, and he wasn’t leaving without it.

Chapter Twelve
     
    Bar Harbor, Bar Harbor, Maine, on board the Golden Dolphin, November 13, 2013—Wednesday Morning, Day Four of the Cruise
     
    Harper and Morgan woke early and went out to the main deck to watch for whales as the ship approached Bar Harbor and prepared to anchor in deep water. While they were having early coffee on the deck and waiting for breakfast, Harper had been thrilled to see a pod of pilot whales off the starboard side. She counted three of the black whales that were members of the dolphin family. The largest looked to be about twenty feet long. Harper couldn’t stay in her chair, and she leaned over the railing so far that Morgan had put his hands around her waist to anchor her on the deck.
    “Babe, I’d hate to see you end up in the water. I think they mostly eat squid and octopus, but you might be a tempting morsel nonetheless.”
    “Yikes! You’re right. I just got so excited. I’ve been looking forward to seeing whales. That’s the highlight of the trip for me.”
    “Well, we could take a whale-watching cruise instead of sightseeing ashore if you would like that. We’re not pulling out until three o’clock.”
    “That would be fabulous. I’ll call the purser and see if they can book something for us.”
    Harper and Morgan took the tender to the dock and boarded the Kathi B whale-watching boat. It was a beautiful, sunny morning on the bay. As the boat made for open water, Harper enjoyed the white harbor seals and porpoises. They were about twenty miles out to sea in the Gulf of Maine when they entered the whale feeding grounds, and they saw their first humpback whale and heard it clearing its blow hole. The naturalist guide told the passengers that it was a female of about forty-five feet, and weighing approximately thirty tons. By identifying her unique dorsal fin and fluke pattern against the