"I was led into what seemed like a maze and finally arrived at the final room. I gazed at the 'arsenal' of equipment and people. A large room and what...I noticed first was..NO AIRCONDITIONING. No windows. Only a fan in the distance making noise. There were probably 15 couples...different ages/height/weight/etc. but all of them were black. Glistening bodies. Sweat. There was a man who stepped forward and took charge."First, I want everyone to know our guest of honor. But before that, we all. I did trust his competence ... in the ship and in that scenario. Your systems, however, are far more involved and capable. Power can go to a person’s head, and the person in charge of you wields an enormous amount of that power. True, I am the Captain, but I can’t be on the bridge every minute of the day.“My wives can assist — relief shifts and so on — but my First Officer will make the day-to-day decisions concerning crew. The systems of the ship in the scenario were far less complicated than. She had a rhythm going and I could see the color change from pink to red. The sub started to kick her legs out and wiggle that red ass. I could get glimpses of her ass hole and her pussy lips. This was glorious to watch. The sub was sobbing and begging the dom to stop. She did, but only long enough to seize a riding crop. With her free hand, she held on to the sub to hold her in place and proceeded to slap her ass and thighs with the crop. When the sub opened her legs in protest to having her. That whole evening I was looking at Rashmi. Listening to her silly commentary lifted my mood. As usual, Aishwarya pursed her lips and never smiled. In fact, she disappeared in the crowd like a piece of furniture.After coming back, I told my mother that I’m not interested in Aishwarya. But my elder sister convinced me to keep in touch with Aishwarya on the phone. So I sent a text message to Aishwarya.Initially, there was no response then I got a message from a new number that Aishwarya wasn’t.