The sealer

[cgraven]

"Oh...oh...god!",,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,"ohh...ohhh..ohhh" Marilynn screamed. Her small dainty body shuddered and her eyes glazed over as her orgasm swept violently over her. I dug my thumb nails into her tender nipples, mixing the two intense feeling into one of sheer ecstasy. Surrendering to sexual ecstasy Marilynn's body drover ever down on my cock wanting more. My hands became rougher on her breasts as she pumped ever faster in search of her next orgasm, her back arched back, throwing her head back , Marilynn let out howls of pleasure. I guided her hands to her breast and without coaxing she began mauling her own breasts, savagely tugging, at her nipples.

I felt my cock began to twitch and thrust violently up while driving Marilynn hips forcefully down penetrating her to the womb. I held her there, as my cock erupted into her, buried deep within her womb. I praised her and told her how she plesaed me, how beautiful she was, and how proud I was of "MY GOOD GIRL".

The strange thing was that she mved me the way she she embraced the pain and pleasure. Could she be the one to truly share my dark world.

She smiled and was happy and I held her close. Well tomorrow would tell.

 

[geri]

As my orgasm swept over me I could feel his nails digging into my tender nipples. In the back of my mind I realized he had drawn small drops of blood but that only seemed to make my orgasm even more intense. My body seemed to be moving on it's own now as I worked myself to an even more frenzied rythm, my back arched and my head thrown back gutteral sounds coming from my throat. Without even realizing what he was doing I felt my own hands upon my breasts and I began to pull, pinch and squeeze in search of only one thing...the next orgasm. It was as if my body craved the euphoric feeling and now needed the pain as a stimulous to reach that point.

I came and hard as I felt him pull me down and seat me roughly on his throbbing cock. With a moan my own heated liquid poured from me to cover his stiff manhood as I felt his seed spurting deep within me. The sensation of him filling me with his own body's liquid caused me to shudder as the orgasm intensified and his words of praise came to me through a haze the only ones I really latched onto being when he called me MY Good Girl.

Collapsing upon his chest in complete exaustion I let sleep overtake me even as my body trembled in pleasure. I drifted in and out for a few moments feeling every pain and ache through my being but somehow gaining comfort from it. I smiled slightly and breathed deep taking in the musky smell of him as well as the smell of our sexual activities. A small sigh escaped me as blackness finally took me, my only comfort in his closeness.

 

[cgraven]

I watched as Miss Collingsworth now well used rest with a smile upon her face. She will no longer be Marilynn but from now on she will be known as “My Good Girl” or as the Captain’s “Pet.”

Her angelic face is so innocent and peace full. I slip a silken cord around her ankles and tie it off; likewise I secure her wrist and slowly stretch her young body taunt so as not the wake her. Soon all is in ready ness for the next step in her degradation.

I fetch the crimson box from its resting place and prepare her nipples by gently suckling them till they are as hard as two pebbles. She sirs slightly as I passion the cruel little rings with their sharp teeth at the base if each nipple. The golden chain connecting them draped just below her breasts. The pliers ready to drive the points into and through that sensitive flesh as I begin to play with her clitoris and coax an orgasm from the sleeping girl. As “My Good Girl’s" orgasm begins to peek I drive the points home on the 1st ring.

"Oh How you please me."

 

[geri]

I am dreaming and in that dream pleasant sensations drift over me again just as they had all that day. My nipples tingle and I moan as I feel them harden. I stir but then frown as I feel myself caught and in the dream I am trapped in a fine woven net to where I can't move. Looking around I see a large spider coming toward me and I realize I have fallen into a spider's web and I am about to be consumes by the sharp pinchers that drip with their poison.

I struggle in my dream but to no avail. I am trapped and easy prey for that which stalks me. I feel fear but then something else as a heat builds between my legs and I realize the thought of being consumed by this dangerous creature is thrilling to me as if it had a rightness to it. And then it is over me and I close my eyes and take in a deep breath waiting to feel the sting and then the numbness that the poison will bring but instead I feel a sharpness against my nipples and I look down to see not the arachnid but a man at my breast and the face is familiar. At that moment I shudder as an orgasm sweeps through me and the dream man lifts his face in a cruel smile and I gasp as I recognize who he is.

The gasp turns into a scream and I am awaken by my own voice as I feel the very real pain lance through my breasts. I scream again as I see the captain hovering over me and I follow the sight of his arm down to where pliers are at my breast, blood dripping from where the ring had pierced my skin. Strangely my body bucks at the sight of my own blood and my orgasm becomes so intense I have to close my eyes and let it pass.

"Oh how you please me," I hear him say moments before my other nipple feels the jolt of pain and I buck and strain against the bonds biting my lower lip this time instead of crying out so that now there is blood from both nipples and my lip even as I lay back shuddering and wondering about what I have become. I want to deny it but the pain had helped to drive me to an ecstacy I could not have gained otherwise. I lay there sobbing quietly under his hand and stop fighting the warmth that is covering me like a welcome blanket.

"Th...th...thank you," I whisper through my sobs somehow feeling it is appropriate but not knowing why.

 

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“’Your welcome, you know that I only do what is best for you., and you are so beautiful that I wanted to give you this gift., because you’re my “Good Grill” and you please me so.”

I bend down and kiss her with the tenderest of kisses as I stroke her sweat matted hair. Basin warm water is setting on my wash stand and I was poor confused Miss Collingsworth's nubile body. The rough terry cloth cleaning and exciting her aroused body. I smile down at her, as my back heart rejoices, in the fact that not only have I brutally raped young Miss Marilynn Collingsworth innocent body, but also her mind, as she thanks me for doing it.

I spend the time to slowly wash her Labia, to yet again ring an orgasm from her. All the while telling her how beautiful she is.

Finally I let her rest and catch her breath. I release her from her bounds.”

“My “Pet” you will find all that you will need in the locker at the head of my bunk.”

I want you the dress as the grand lady that you are so I can present you to the crew.”

 

[geri]

I found myself returning his kiss with a hunger and my body thrilled to his touch. Laying back I sighed and moaned as he ran the damp cloth over my body and then arched my back as his cleaning again sent me into chills of pleasure. His voice washed over me the entire time letting me know how pleased he was and how good I was doing and I was past trying to think on my own and simply accepted his words as the truth. At least the only truth I needed at the time.

I moaned as I felt the ropes released from around my wrists and ankles and I whimpered in the back of my throat. Instead of being happy about the new freedom I felt a sense of loss as if a security had been taken from me. He instructed me to go to his locker and removed what I would need to be dressed as a lady and I moved to do his bidding. Opening the locker I gasped at the riches I found there. Silks and strings of golden ropes as well as jewled bracelets, necklaces and earrings. I pulled them out and let them lay on my lap fingering them with a knowledge that they should mean something to me but it seemed so far away at this moment. I knew somehow that I should be rejoicing in the riches before me but the only reality that seemed to reach through the haze I was in was the throbbing of my nipples and the coolness of the chain that was strung between them.

Looking up at the captain there was confusion in my eyes. He had said I was spoiled and that in that state I had been ready to hurt others but here he was telling me to go back to that again. "I...I can't," I stuttered out to him, "I'm...not like that..." I tried to explain my confusion but could not.

Getting up from the bed he walked over to me and gripped my chin in his hand and forced me to look into his eyes. The moment I did I felt as if I had been caught and held in his gaze. "Listen to me, pet," He said his voice hard and unwaivering, "You are exactly what I say you are and nothing more or less. Do you understand me?"

My brows drew together as I puzzled it out. I did not understand totally but I sensed that was not what he was getting at. He wanted...needed...required my complete obedience for me to be his 'good girl' and I so desperatly wanted to be that. Being his good girl meant pleasure and happiness. That happiness contained pain but it only made the pleasure greater. If I displeased him and was less than his good girl I would only know pain so I nodded and it seemed enough.

Slowly slipping on the silken robes that looked as if it came from some land far away I could feel the material tight against my torn nipples and surprisingly they hardened under the tenseness of the cloth. I than began to decorate myself in jewels putting them around my neck, wrists and in my hair waiting for his word of approval or disapproval with my head down and eyes locked onto the deck.

 

[cgraven]

I praised her on how beautiful she looked, but a sad stern looked crossed my face.

“My sweet “Good Girl” that would be wonderful here in the cabin, just the two of us. But I fear that this hard crew would have raping on their minds if they saw you like that.”

My hand griped her cheeks so hard that I could see she felt the pain I intended. Gazing into her eyes, I hold her riveted to where she stood

“You better dress as a Prim and Proper “Seattle Debutant.”…..”Now strip for me and dress properly!”…..I do like the jewels in your hair you may keep them.

 

[geri]

I suddered slightly at his disapproval as well as the pain that shot through my cheeks and stripped everything but the jewels in my hair. Reaching farther into the trunk I brought out a velvet blue dress that looked as if it had come from one of the richest stores in town. Pulling it over my head I tightened the bodice amost tightly so that my breasts were lifted and outlined in the material.

I found a strand of gold with a simple blue jewel as well as earrings to match and placed them on and stood nervously before him hoping I did not disappoint him yet again.

 

[cgraven]

I watched as "My Pet" changed and was rewarded by the pleading look in her eyes as she sought my approval at her new choice. Keeping my face blank I slowly circled her taking in the way the blue gown tightly hugged her body

“I brush her lips with a kiss as I run my hand down and cupped her derrière that is much better.”

Holding her close my words are soothing as my free hand slides over her derrière in a most intimate way. I explained to her that life at sea was a lonely hard life, and we had to entertain ourselves. Then I lead this unsuspecting dove out on deck.

Pauly was devouring sweet Miss Marilynn Collingsworth with his eyes as where the rest of this hard bitten crew.

“We got a little show planed if it is a pleasing Captain?”

I nodded my approval and we watched as members of the crew played their simple instruments sang or recited various works. After about an hour all had done something.

“Very good my lads.”

Pauly stepped forward his cap in his hands “

“Well beggens the Captain pardon what is she going to do to entertain us?

I led Miss Collingsworth to the cover to the aft cargo hatch. And circled her waist with my hands lifting her up onto this make shift stage. There was a cold harsh look in my eyes as I smiled and said

“My Pet” Strip for the lads, show these fine sailors what they saved from certain death.”

 

[geri]

I held my breath as he circled me waiting for him to express displeasure in what I had chosen this time and then to face his punishment. I released that breath with a soft sigh as I instead felt his lips on minde and his hand moulded to my body as he expressed his pleasure.

He said something about entertainment and then lead me above deck. As I reached the decks I felt a sense of loss as if by leaving my confinement in the captain's room I had left my security also. I leaned against him as one of the men came up to him as if I could become invisible or melt into his side and hide. Their eyes on me made me uneasy and his words came back to me describing how rape would be on the mind of the crew.

"We got a little show planed if it is a pleasing Captain?" The man said and he nodded his approval as he guided me to where he wanted me to sit down. I sat there and listened and felt myself relaxing by his side with the sea air ruffling my hair and the sounds of music and stories floating around me.

I was a bit startled when we were approached again and my heart began beating hard in my chest when the man asked what I was going to do for the entertainment. I didn't know what to say, I did not know what kind of talent I had that would please them. I was about to find out though as the captain led me over to a hatch and lifted me up on it. I saw the coldness in his eyes as he said,"My Pet. Strip for the lads, show these fine sailors what they saved from certain death."

I was aghast as I looked out on the faces of the men and I shivered in fear. I could not do it. My heart was beating wildly and I was trembling. I looked down at him pleadingly only to be met by that same coldness that spoke to me what would happen if I dissapointed him especially in front of his men. For an instant the fear of not being his Good Girl overcame the fear of his men and she turned back to where they waited expectantly.

I could feel the tears begin to build up as I reached trembling hands to my hair and removed the jewels there letting them drop to my feet. The pins were next and my hair fell to sweep over my shoulders and frame my face. I bent my head and let my long hair cover the blush upon my cheeks as I reached back and undid the latchings on my dress. Slowly, slowly I undid each one hoping to delay the inevitable. As I worked my way down, the material of the dress fell forward and by the time I had undone the last one the dress was off my shoulders.

Reaching my hands from in back of myself I grasped the material at the shoulders and drew it away from my body and down. I paused many times, my hands shaking as I stood there hoping he would tell me to stop and that I did not have to continue but that he wanted to see if I would be his Good Girl and I could get dressed again. It didn't happen and eventually I stood there with my breasts exposed, the rings shining in the lantern light as they hung from my swollen nipples the chain hanging between and connecting them.

My arms were still in the sleeves and so I drew them out and then grabbed ahold of the top of my dress and held it bunched against me the tears falling freely now down my cheek to fall and roll down the mounds of my breasts and wetten my nipples as I tried to gather courage to finish taking the dress from my body.

 

[cgraven]

Marilynn’s arms were still in the sleeves and she drew them out and then grabbed a hold of the top of Her dress and held it bunched against her. The tears falling freely now down her velvet cheek to fall and roll down the mounds of firm young breasts and wetting her nipples, that now shimmered in the lantern light.

Her slow striptease had stirred the lust I had to take her in front of the crew right then and there, but no pleasure for her yet. She must do as commanded without escape. The more her tear flowed the warmer my black heart was and I rejoiced in her humiliation.

I hoped up on to the hatch cover and standing behind her enfolded her in my arms holding her close to me. I whispered how she pleased me, of her beauty, of my love for her.

I paused and with a tinged of sorrow in my voice I told her.

“You are “My good Girl in all thing but your haughty pride that makes you stop from giving theses poor lads a look at your beauty does displease me.”


I let my words sink in to her confused mind.

“As A punishment for your willful pride, you will finish striping and then pleasure yourself in front of the crew, as I pleasure you when first my fingers entered your moist neither lips.”

“I hope you do not defy me in front of the crew or there may be a mutiny, or I shall surely at the least be forced to severely punish you publicly.”

 

[geri]

I felt his weight behind me and his arms come around me scraping against my swollen nipples. I took in my breath sharply as the pain moved from my nipples through my breasts to radiate along my shoulders. He whispered to me how pleased he was and how beautiful he found me right then and how he loved me. I stiffened as he said that. He had never told me he loved me before and somewhere inside of me it felt as if a flower were opening and responding to that professed love even if deep down I knew it was wrong.

Then my heart froze as he told me that I had also displeased him and I shook as he named my punishment even as something inside me told me that I deserved to be punished for not obeying him instantly. I shuddered as I thought about pleasuring myself. I had never done anything of the sort but I was more fearful of displeasing him than I was of doing something I had been told was bad in a life that seemed so far away now that I could no longer comprehend it except distantly.

As he moved back from me I forced my hands away from the dress and let it drop until it was caught on my hips. Hooking my thumbs into the waistband of the dress and drew it slowly over my hips to drop to the ground around my feet. Kicking the dress away I bent to take off the slippers from my feet and add them to the pile leaving my panties for last.

Standing and looking at the men before me I knew I would not be able to leave until I had accomplished what he had ordered me to do. Shaking I sat on the hatch and began to slip the underwear over my hips going as slowly as I could trying to keep my modesty as long as I could but finally my panties were in my hand and I was naked except for the chain that linked my nipples and which felt cool against my abdomen.

I let the panties drop into the pile of clothing and looked up at him only to see that his gaze was hard and hot as it swept over me and I dropped my gaze to the hatch cover that I sat on and opened my legs in a slow motion until I was sitting open to all the men there. I closed my eyes, the tears had long stopped flowing and my mind was set on doing as he had told me for I knew that was the only thing I could do though I didn't know if it was the only thing I could do because I would be punished or if something inside me would not let me disobey him for another reason altogether.

Once my womanhood was exposed to the eyes of the men about me I placed a trembling hand upon my mound feeling the contrasting warmth of my hand and the cool of the sea air upon my skin there. My fingers ran up and down my slit and I let out a small moan at the feeling of pleasure that sang through me. My head fell back and my fingers entered the warmth there searching for that spot where he had brought my orgasms fully to life.

I gasped and shivered as I found and brushed against the small button of my clit and I felt it swell under the slight touch. I used two of my fingers to open and expose my clit knowing somehow that it would be easier to do this if I had no obstructions. I cried out a bit as the cool air hit the moistness of my passage and I began to rub along the swelling nub feeling the first feelings of pleasure course through me and losing sight of those around me until only the pleasure was real. That and the feeling of the man standing behind me.

 

[cgraven]

I watched with delight as Marilynn “My Good Girl" did as she was told. The men fell silent in the presences of her beauty. Her lose hair caught by the sea breeze played around her face as she finished stripping for the crew. Now setting on the hatch cover, she fully exposes herself, to their leering gaze, as with trebling hand, her fingers dip into her sex to find her clit.

I am behind her now. My soft words of love, like tendrils of mist, coil around her confused mind, make what she knows in her heart as wrong, some how right. My hands cup her breasts and I roll her pierced nipples beneath my thumb and fore finger. Her young body responds to our mutual caresses. I whisper what a “Good Girl" she is, how my love and need, for her grows, as she casts aside her willful pride.

I ease her to her hands and knees, as I guide her hand back for her delicate fingers to reclaim her clitoris. I unfasten the fly of my woolen seaman’s trousers, my throbbing manhood again ready to claim the warm depths of her young body. Spreading her knees a part, I run my manhood along the length of her dripping Labia. It is well lubricated as I part the cheeks of her derrière and press against the puckered dark ring, both my hands are on her narrow waist as I draw her back onto my manhood.

I am now buried deep within Marilynn ass and I savagely ravage her in front of the assembled crew. All the while whispering how proud I am of her and how much I love her.

 

[geri]

He was behind me and now I felt his hands on my breasts playing with my nipples. I moaned both at his words of encouragement as well as the pain that lanced through my breasts as he manipulated the sore nubs. The chain sways in movement as his actions make them harden moving along my belly and causing a soft sensation against my skin.

I resist a bit as he takes my hand from my clit and pushes me on hands and knees but he soon guides my fingers back to my blood engorged clit and I begin to breath unsteadily as I try to keep my balance and continue the pleasure between my legs at the same time. I barely notice that he is spreading my knees apart, getting me ready for the next part of the 'entertainment' but I moan and throw my head back as I feel the head of his manhood rub against my slit and connect with my clit which my fingers have exposed. I shiver as I feel him press it against my still sore ass a wave of dull pain passing through me and making me whimper as I anticipate the pain his entry will bring.

When he thrusts forward, burying himself in my warm ass in one motion I gasp and let out a cry as the pain flows through me. My knees feel weak and a few tears fall as I try to adjust to him but he does not give me much chance. Taking hold of my waist he begins to thrust and pull me back and forth savagely on his cock. I squirm a bit my other hand leaving my clit and placed on the hatch for balance as he continued to plunder my anal passage, my breasts swinging back and forth, the chain scrapping against the hatch cover and my own body warring with the pleasure I was experiencing now that the pain was fading and the fact that there were so many men watching what was happening.

Finally the pleasure won out. It was as if my body was being trained to respond to the pleasure he gave me no matter the circumstance and his words of encouragement and love were blocking out the last of my resistance. Leaning back so that I was only on my knees I began to thrust back matching his own frenzied rythm and now a low growl was coming from my throat as my hand went again to my clit to continue the pleasure that had stopped just short of sweeping me over the edge. Gasping and shaking I could feel the combination of my own stimulation and the fullness in my ass bringing me closer and closer to that edge. With a moan I begin to rub my clit faster even as I thrust back on his throbbing cock. Close so close. With a cry I felt my stomach twist and warm liquid spill from me to coat my hand as I still moved with him on shaking knees.

 

[cgraven]

Sweet Miss Collingsworth thrust back to meet my trust as I bury my cock and my balls slap up against her slit. As I ravish her, I brutally massage her breasts and tug at the chain my words of praise and loves never leave her ears.

When I had thrusts forward, burying himself in her warm ass in one motion she gasp and let out a cry as the pain, a few tears fall. The assembled crew went wild.

“That’s right Captain fuck her in the ass…..Make that high class bitch scream like a skid row whore………….Pull them nipples right off of her tits……. Damn mates I think she likes it…………..Look at how she pushen back to take more of the Captain.”

Suddenly I pull free of her ass and impale her aroused vagina in a single thrust as my cock slide along her fingers at her clit. I am buried in her to the hilt I hold her there trapped impaled on my cock not moving. My voice is a whisper that barely stirs the air.

“Be a Good Girl and tell me what you want ….scream what you want to the world ……And I shall give it to you.”

My hands continue to tease, please, and torture her breasts and nipples. One hand sweeps a side her lustrous hair and my breath stirs the wisps of hair at the nape of her neck.

"Ma Cher J'amie"

 

[geri]

I cried out and twisted as his fingers pulled at my tender nipples but his hold was firm. I gasped as his cock leaves my ass and I feel a sudden emptiness. My face is burning at the jeers of the crew but I cannot stand to have him leave me like that before I can achieve my climax. I moan as he thrusts into me again this time filling my waiting and wet passage.

"Be a Good Girl and tell me what you want ...scream what you want to the world... And I shall give it to you." He said to me and I whimpered as my need to have him fill me fights with the humiliation that is trying to wash over me. His hands on my tortured breasts make it impossible to think and his breath on my neck makes my skin tingle.

I groan in defeat as my need of him as well as the belief in his sweet words win and I strain to say the words,"F...Fuck me, please," I say in a voice that is low and husky but rising as I continue until all can hear me. "Please...oh please I need to feel you thrust in and out of me. I need you to fuck me and fill me with your hot seed. Please..." I was sobbing in both humiliation and need as my fingers circled furiously at my clit, not giving me relief but making my need more pronounced and my velvety passage spasm around his hard throbbing cock.

 

[cgraven]

At first it is a low throaty plea for my ears. Then she screamed out her pleading need and the crew went wild as they saw this proud beauty reduced to a groveling wanton, only searching to have her needs met. I keep her trapped on my cock as her fingers furiously and desperately seek to bring her what she needs. He moans of frustration fill me with a joy beyond belief.

“That’s a “Good Girl” my pet, I am so proud of you and you’re so beautiful………”

Then I whisper only for her………”I love you my pet.”

I start a slow deliberate rhythm to excite her, yet tease her, and bring her to the edge of orgasm several times, as her now frantic fingers put on a show for the crew. Slowly I pick up speed and penetrate her till the tip of my cock nudges her womb. The crew draws closer Their hands upon her face , breast, and they fondle he hair.

“Back off lads. Give the lady some room………Let every one see how really talented my pet is”…………….”After I fill her belly up she going to clean me up with that sweet little mouth of hers so I can fill her up again. Because she my "Good Girl" and I KNOW she wants to put on a real show for those that saved her life.”

 

[geri]

I heard the roar of the crowds through a haze. My only reality was his hands and his cock moving in and out of me. His words wash over me and I moan loudly as he proclaims his love sobbing in both relief that I have pleased him and an internal response to his proclamation.

His rythm is slow at first and I squirm in his hands in frustration as he brings me so close to my own release again and again making my body shudder with my need. Then the speed of his thrusts picked up and his thrusts became deeper as my hot passage spasmed around his throbbing hardness again and again. I shudder at the feel of his men's hands all over me but I am too far gone to attempt to stop what is happening. The feeling of his manhood moving in and out of me, building up friction as his pace quickens leads me right to the edge of ecstacy but I cannot nudge it that last little bit.

Just as I feel my orgasm begin to move within me I hear him say."Back off lads. Give the lady some room.........Let every one see how really talented my pet is"........."After I fill her belly up she going to clean me up with that sweet little mouth of hers so I can fill her up again. Because she my "Good Girl" and I KNOW she wants to put on a real show for those that saved her life."

I shook in humiliation but only nodded my head. At that moment I would do anything if it meant he would not stop. If he would only let me feel the thrill of pleasure move through me again. To stop right now would be to leave me empty and wanting and I could not stand the thought of it.

"Yes, yessss," I said almost sobbing in my need,"Please, please fill me up and I will l...lick it off just please...please let me have release!"

 

[cgraven]

I knew That Marilynn now need pain as much as sexual stimulation to reach her orgasm. That pains wither physical or mental had to be there.

I thrust in to her and praised her and told her to listen to the shouts of the crew as they too thought that she was a Good Girl and where very pleased with her performance so far.

Now for the pain she craved. I pinched her sore swollen nipples, and bite at her tender neck as I started ravishing her at an ever increasing rate thrusting deeper with each stroke as my hands upon her waste drove her back impaling her on my cock. Till at last I came deep within her womb.

I slipped from her, Marilynn’s thighs bathed in my seed and her own free flowing juices.

“It is time now to show them how talented you mouth is. My love.”

I whispered as I stroked her matted wind blown hair. I looked down at her and mouthed the words.

“I LOVE YOU”

Silently to her.

 

[cgraven]

Double pot. Sorry

 

[geri]

The pain from my nipples lanced through me and caused my heated womanhood to tighten along his length. My body was jerked back and forth as he pulled me back and forth on that throbbing flesh and I felt the first of my release as he slammed deeply into me and filled my womb with his seed. My passage squoze his shaft again and again as our fluids mixed and spilled from me.

He pulled from me and I gasped as I dropped to the hatch but then turned at his words. "It is time now to show them how talented you mouth is. My love." He said and his hands were running through my hair even as it was blown about by the cool wind. My eyes caught sight of his lips as he mouthed his love for me and I shuddered as something pulled inside of me wrapping around that belief and pulling it into my very soul giving me strength to do what I knew I must.

Crawling on my hands and knees I approached him, feeling our juices flowing down my legs as I did so. I paused for a moment and the breeze around me brought the smell of our combined sex and I could feel the stirrings in my loins yet again. I moaned. What was I becoming? I did not have the answer to that and at that moment I did not care. I was his good girl and that was all I wanted to be at that moment.

Hesitantly I stuck out my tongue and tentively touched it to the white mixture that coated his thighs. I shivered at the taste but I heard him encouraging me and so I went on. Taking long strokes with my tongue I gathered all the wetness from his thighs swallowing the cooling liquid when I could take no more on it. I made a face the first few times but soon the revulsion I was feeling died down and I began to feel an erotic kind of arousal from the act. Soon my tongue was gliding up and down his flesh in quick strokes taking in the musky tasting liquid and swallowing it just as quickly before searching for more.

Once his thighs were cleaned I ran my tongue around the sac that hung between his legs cleaning it before moving to enclose his cock in my warm mouth. Sucking on it almost automatically I moved my head up and down letting my tongue swirl over and around the softened shaft searching for and swallowing all that I found there until it was clean.

 

[cgraven]

Prim, proper, Miss Marilynn Collingsworth was lost and “My Pet”, “My Good Girl “had replaced her. Her long sensual cleaning of my thighs excited me to no end. Never had I had such a beautiful creature embrace to her baser nature so completely.

I met the eager suckling of her mouth with deep trust till my sack slapped against her chin. There was no deception now as I told her how she pleased me or of how I was so proud of her.

Yet the need to debase her, to humiliate her was still my driving force. I encouraged her to greater efforts as my fingers laced painfully into her windblown hair.

 

[geri]

I had to steady myself by grabbing ahold of his buttocks as he began to thrust into my mouth. I could feel his manhood thrust deep into my throat cutting off my air for a moment before he withdrew to thrust back in. It was easier this time and I began to suckle on him in earnest even though I could no longer taste our mixed juices on him. His fingers tangled in my hair and I moaned at the pain of his grip the sound echoing through his hardness.

I began to stroke his sac as it slapped against my chin with my fingertips running them along his hot skin there as I moved my head in time with his thrusts. The heat was beginning to build between my legs again and I heard a voice yelling in my head that I could not be liking this that I was humiliating myself and that this was wrong but I shut it out as the pleasure began to build even without any contact there.

I began to swallow as his shaft entered my throat and found that it made it easier and also made my throat squeeze around his head as if it had been placed in a tight fitting velvet glove. I added the swallowing motion to the sucking and I heard a groan from him. Hoping that it meant well I continued to stroke his sac as he thrust harder in and out of my mouth feeling the wetness between my legs build and move down my thighs to mix with what was already there.

 

[cgraven]

She was marvelous her mouth brought him a pleasure I had never experienced before. M need was great, but my actions soften, as now I gently stroked her hair, my hands guiding her movement, my rhythm allowing her to more easily adjust to me.

I had swore that he would never let another women touch my soul again, not after Lillian had betrayed me so. She was a social debutant and I a third mate on her father’s yatch. I had been a toy, for her amusement then cast aside when she had tired of me. But yet Marilynn had touched that last remaining stark of light that flickered and was on the verge of going out forever. I had used women as my play toys for years, none had broken my stony resolve for brutal revenge on their kind. None until now, none but Miss Marilynn Collingsworth.

Even as this feeling so strange touched that flickering light he came buried deep in her throat. I through my head back and howled. Howled in release as my seed shot into here greedily sucking throat, and in tortured bewilderment.

I stripped the shirt from my back. Wrapped her huddled form init and carried her back to my cabin and away from their eyes. Alone again I took the terry cloth rag and washed her from head to foot there was no false hood in my words as I told her now brave she had been and that, she truly pleased me, that I……………….Loved her.

I took the silken robe that she had 1st chosen to wear to please me and dressed her in it then carried her to my bunk. And I lay down beside her, holding her close as she drifted off to sleep with my genteel words in her ears and mind.

 

[geri]

His movement gentled and he let me feel the pleasure in bringing him pleasure. It was no longer a wild animalistic rutting but something deeper. I moaned again around his hard manhood and traced the pulsing veins there with my tongue wishing to give him as much pleasure as he was giving me. I shut out all of those around us somehow finding satisfaction in his show of mastery and proving to others that I was 'His Girl'.

My mouth and tongue worked almost instinctively to bring him the greatest amount of sensations until he buried himself in my throat and spewed his seed down my throat. This time I swallowed again and again enjoying the sensation of heat running down my throat and into my belly. I snaked my tongue over and around his throbbing manhood coaxing all that he had to give from it even as I felt the pulsing slow.

He pulled from my mouth and I lapped at him, cleaning him as best I could before he tucked himself away. He stripped his shirt and I wondered what was to be next and was startled to feel the course material wrapped around me as he picked me up and made his way through his men to his cabin. Confusion whirled through my head and I wondered if I had pleased him or if he were taking me to be punished.

He lay me down gently and began to clean me. The gentleness of his movements bringing soft sighs and moans to my lips as he told me how proud he was and repeated that he loved me. My face shone as I looked up at him and I could feel what had started to blossom on deck open up even more. I reached out with a hand to stroke his cheek lightly not saying anything but letting what was happening happen.

I felt the soft silken material of the robe I had worn before and I bit my lip as the material covered and bound my sore breasts. Then I was in his arms again and I felt safe and secure my eyelids already drooping after the activities of the night. He held me close and I slept with the feel and smell of him surrounding me making my dreams pleasant as a walk in a field in the mid afternoon.

It was several hours later that I woke startled and trying to find my bearings. I gentle snore from my bed mate brought me back to where I was and I sat upright to look at him sleeping still. Through the porthole a grey dawn was breaking and I shivered a bit with the cool air. Carefully moving off of the bunk so as not to disturb the captain I went to the basin and splashed the cold water on my face letting it wake me fully.

The events of the last few days played over in my mind, now free of his words and distracting touches and I tried to piece them together as best I could. Walking to the porthole I looked out on the sea listening to the sailors calling out to each other as well as the occasional scream of a bird somewhere and I wondered what I was to do now. There was no escaping. We were too far out to sea for that to be plausible and I knew I would never even make it up on deck with his crew standing by.

I turned to look at his sleeping form and a frown creased my face. Did I really want that though. If it were possible would I even chose to take the opportunity to leave this place and him? I watched his chest rise and fall for a moment and then reached back to undo the robe he had dressed me in images of his gentle motions as he cleaned me up and dressed me flashing before my eyes.

The fastenings undone I let it slip to the floor in a puddle around my feet before stepping from it. Looking down I examined my body seeing it for the first time. Before this I had been taught that good young ladies do not explore their bodies and yet I had in the last two days not only enjoyed a man's touches but brought myself pleasure with my own hands. I traced a hand down my body letting my fingers circle the bruises and welts as I came upon them. One finger moved over and around my sore nipples nudging at the rings that were now a part of them and running across the chain that dangled between them and that was growing cold in the night air.

Down my stomach to my mound where I ran a finger lightly over the swollen lips that had just been introduced to a man. I shivered and moaned, a small wetness starting to build as my fingers worked along the slit there. I sighed and brought my hand away. I knew then that I could never go back to being what I had been. My family, any that remained, would be aghast at how I had turned from a prim and proper girl into...into what? I looked over at the bed again and knew the answer. How I had turned into his.

Padding softly to the trunk at the head of the bed I searched for something I had seen earlier in my search for clothing to please him. With a smile I brought out a pearl handled brush and then padded back to the bed to climb in beside him once again. Sitting crosslegged beside him I began to brush my hair viriously bringing it back to it's former luster and shine. It was while I was doing this that I felt eyes upon me and turned to see him staring at me. I smiled in greeting and the smile was genuine though I wondered how long he had been awake this morning. "Good moring," I said in a soft, melodious voice, bending down to kiss his lips gently. "How may I serve you this morning?" I smiled again wondering at the rightness of the words and how I felt a warmth fill me at the thought of bringing him pleasure even if it was by the simple act of serving him in the most meanial of tasks.