he stood to leave the room. «Oh, and be mindful of Svetlana, she’s a great cook but full of mischief!» He said jokingly.
«Ya slishu!» Sveta’s voice boomed from the kitchen.
The captain chuckled, knowing she could hear him.
Maria suddenly remembered how Sveta described the captain’s small penis. Her face turned red as she couldn’t help but stare at him, this strong man with such a humbling secret.
«I’ll be mindful sir, thank you for your advice,» Maria said charmingly as she held her giggle.
The captain turned without another word and began pushing his way through the crowd. «Make a hole!» He bellowed as he exited the room.
Maria finished her soup and returned the bowl to Sveta.
«Spacibo, it was delicious, reminds me of home,» Maria said.
Sveta smiled in appreciation, «Na zdorovie!» She said.
Maria made her way out of the room, this time, the men instinctively knew to clear the way. She felt recognized and respected by their gesture but kept her eyes down as she felt uncomfortable when she saw how they looked at her.
She returned to her cabin and felt the weight of the day overtake her. She laid on her bed and felt warm and relaxed as the ship rocked its way northward on the Volga. The sound of the oars creaked their familiar rhythm beneath the decks as she began to fall asleep.
The Power of Words
Maria awoke as she heard Sveta entering the cabin. Sveta appeared exhausted, and her clothes were dirty from cooking and cleaning in the kitchen. She seemed to be in a hurry and frustrated by her tasks.
«You’ve got the right idea,» Sveta said as she noticed Maria waking up. «I wish I could get some sleep.»
«You’re not done?» Maria asked.
«No, the captain wants to see me, and I don’t think it’s about my cooking,» Sveta replied.
Sveta sorted through her few dresses, in an attempt to find something appropriate to wear. She kicked off her shoes and sat on her bed taking a deep breath. She paused, staring at the floor as if her mind was overwhelmed with thoughts.
«Can I help?» said Maria
«What, you want to go visit the captain instead? Be my guest!» Sveta said sarcastically.
Maria laughed slightly and said, «I meant to help you get ready» as she reached for her hairbrush and walked towards Sveta.
«Oh, that’s nice,» Sveta said in a relieved voice.
Maria began to comb Sveta’s long brown hair, she had to make tiny strokes as the steam in the kitchen had made it brittle and tangled. Sveta turned her back to Maria to make the brushing easier, she was delighted to have such attention.
«You don’t have to do this you know?» Sveta said calmly as she reclined and closed her eyes, taking a rest when she could get it.
«I don’t mind, besides your hair is very pretty when it’s brushed,» Maria replied
«And when it’s not…?» Sveta jabbed sarcastically.
«C’mon don’t be like that,» Maria said, knowing how women always destroy their compliments.
«Sveta, I’m curious how it works with him.» Maria asked, «Do you just show up and do it, or does he talk to you?»
Sveta felt embarrassed by the honesty of the question but realized there was no intended harm in her words. «Sometimes we talk a lot, others I’m just a servant doing his bidding,» She said regretfully.
«There are times I feel more like a wife, or how I think a wife would feel, taking care of her husband. I listen to his problems, rub his shoulders and say it will be fine, that he is clever, and he calms down.» Sveta continued.
«He seems kind of rough, does he hurt you?» Maria asked.
«I suppose to some he would be rough, but I am used to such men. His hands are hard, but usually, he is kind.» Sveta said as she decided to share more than she intended, «It’s not just the sex he wants. Actually, a man with power is very different. He wants your words as much as your body. You can’t just lay there and wait for him to finish, that will only make him angry. He needs you to say something to make him feel you… even after you’re gone.»
Maria was surprised at what she was learning; she had never heard such an idea. The curiosity in her awoke as a thousand questions filled her mind.
«What do you say!?» She asked in an impatient voice.
Sveta giggled as she knew this question was coming, «I try to think of new things to keep myself from growing bored but in general, they are all the same idea. You see, when a man looks at a woman he feels hunger inside him, a craving that he cannot contain. It’s like a fire that grows out of control until he has her… or thinks of her until he finishes with his hand.» She said as she burst out laughing.
The two of them giggled like school girls as Maria finished her hair and reached for a dress Sveta could wear. Sveta pulled her dirty dress over her head and reached for a damp cloth to wipe the sweat and dirt from her body. As she wiped, she continued her explanation.
«So… I have to think like a man and say the words that are like… perfect breasts for his mind. Words he will want to touch and feel, days or months later. In fact, sometimes, I think it makes them finish so much faster when I talk to them like that!» Sveta said as she dried off and pulled the clean dress over her head.
«Like what?!» Maria shouted, feeling frustrated by the delay in the answer.
Sveta laughed, «Oh you mean exact words? Well let’s see…» she paused.
Maria’s anticipation was overwhelming; she felt she was learning a great secret that would give her a magic power to use on an unknown future love. Her mind became open to learning as if she was being entrusted with a great mysterious secret full of power.
«I’ll tell him I want him or need him, that his body is strong, or he is so big or hard, like I’ve never seen or touched a man before, and if he is close to finishing I’ll beg him to come, but only if he is out of me, because I don’t want to get pregnant!» Sveta said, as the two of them sat together on the bed.
«I know it seems strange, but I feel proud when they finish, because I know I did that, I took control of them and made their body produce that magic juice!» Sveta said as her eyes sparkled.
Maria’s face twinged, «Eww, that’s disgusting!» She said in horror.
Sveta laughed, «Oh believe me I used to think the same way, especially at first, but now I crave it! And if I were married I would want it inside me every day, there is just something about it that makes a woman feel better…more… regular, you know?»
«Really?» Maria said in amazement.
Sveta’s eyes lit up with excitement, «Really!»
They both stood up smiling and laughing at their conversation. Maria primped and groomed Sveta’s hair and adjusted her dress. The look of a servant had faded away, Sveta’s hair had a slight curl as it draped down her shoulders. Her dress revealed the fullness of her body, feminine, elegant and beautiful.
«Irresistible,» Maria said with a smile as Sveta changed her shoes.
«Thanks, I don’t know what time I’ll be back, depends on if he’s in a talking mood,» Sveta said as she walked towards the door.
Maria smiled and straightened up the room. «I understand; I hope he is nice tonight.» She said unsure if it was appropriate or not.
Sveta smiled and exited the cabin. There was such energy when the two of them opened up and shared parts of their life. Maria had never experienced such a relationship except with