Steampunk Harlots - Chapter 03 - Sex Stories

Steampunk Harlots - Chapter 03

... the crew and not a miserable, indebted servant. While they were looking through her clothing and other belongings, Ving came down the stairs. Her blouse still open, with the clamps hanging from her abused nipples. She had put her pants back on but left them undone and open.

“Are we good?” Ving asked, looking between Mari and Hannah.

“I’m good,” Hannah responded. “Mari?”

Mari ran over to kiss Ving, grabbing the weights and yanking them off. Ving screamed with her lips locked onto Mari’s.

“I'm good now,” Mari said, soothing the tender nipples with her hand while passing the clamps to Hannah. “Now is there anything here that would fit me?”

They spent a few hours looking through her things and moving some of her furniture into her new room. Given how small it was, some of the nicer pieces were taken upstairs to fill out the lounge and start to getting one of the working rooms in order.

When they were finished, they saw Liddy at the forward door to the upper deck. She was welcoming someone, and the girls quickly ran back to their rooms to ready up. Fixing their hair and towelling off after all their fun and hard work. They quickly tidied up and joined Liddy upstairs, who was showing the lounge to some guests.

“It seems that word has spread of our services to the great and good of the city. We have some guests!” Liddy introduced.

The girls smiled and each gave their idea of a cute curtsy before introducing themselves in turn. There were five men in total, ...

... two of whom went straight for Mari, who lead them to the newly decorated working room. Ving was approached by a third before Liddy lead a fourth down the hall to her room. Hannah walked over to the last man, who seemed rather out of his depth.

“I hope I can take care of your needs,” Hannah smiled.

“Actually, I am here to bring you to my Duke's estate,” he explained. “The captain said that as long as payment was issued on the ship, that any activities could be performed anywhere.”

“Indeed that is the case. I am at your disposal.”

“If you don't mind. A new dress would be appropriate for your work there, as any guests without sufficiently fashionable attire would attract the wrong impression.”

“You want a Lady to be attending a meeting. Not a woman providing her obvious trade.”

“Indeed.” The man sounded relieved that Hannah had been perceptive enough to understand, and not take offence of her wardrobe.

Far from being offended, Hannah was thrilled to be getting a new dress. So she walked to the door and saw a chalkboard had recently been hung with all the girl's names listed. Beside hers was ‘off ship’ while the rest were listed as occupied.

The shop Hannah was taken to was a small but elegant one, tucked away for privacy no doubt. Most of what was shown to her was quite over the top, and Hannah wanted something she could wear in style in any city. Also, something that would come off in only a few seconds.

After some searching, she settled on a soft, pink ...