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While everyone else is off the ship the Captain ties you up and ravages you. But when he finds out your curious friend has stayed on board and is watching, he decides to teach her a lesson as you watch.

As you sit sunning yourself onboard the small cruise ship somewhere in the Mediterranean, you can hear the voice of your friend Ellen beside you reading from an erotic novel.

As Black Jacques the pirate ripped off her bodice, he kicked over an empty barrel and lay her down over it. Pressing his manhood between her dainty cheeks, she gasped in horror as he pushed inside of her, expanding her tiny rosebud around his member….

Ewww… What the hell? I didn’t want anal in my romance for God Sakes!”

“It’s not a romance, Ellen it’s erotica,” you hear yourself say. “There’s a difference. And sodomy was what sailors used to be known for.”

“I don’t care what they’re known for. No self-respecting woman is going to be doing that. It’s like having a guy cum in your mouth. It’s humiliating and shows he doesn’t respect you.” 

You disagree but say nothing. There was a phrase running through your mind: “depends on the man”. There were some men who were dominant and aggressive and still respected the woman outside the bedroom. Those men also knew about the secrets and desires many women harbored, deep down under conflicting layers of emotion and shame. 

You take a moment to reflect on Ellen. At times like this she can be annoying. Bad enough that men try to control women’s sexuality, but Ellen was showing the propensity for some women to do exactly the same thing. If Ellen thought something was dirty and didn’t want to do it herself then she felt everyone else had to feel the same way. What’s worse is that she was so sure of her personal convictions that she didn’t realize how hypocritical they could sometimes be.

“God knows I’m not a prude,” explained Ellen as if reading your mind. “I love sex. In fact, I’ve been horny this whole damn trip and still haven’t gotten laid. I’m practically desperate, but to let a man shoot on your face or your mouth or stick his dick in your ass is unconscionable. I mean, have you ever done that?”

Not for two days anyway, you think. It was that long ago when the captain of this very ship, me, had tied you up after everyone had gone ashore and did those exact things to you, which also included a well-deserved spanking. Thank God Ellen hadn’t expressed an opinion about that. 

“No comment,” you answer. You look at your friend on the deck chair, her sizeable breasts barely held up by a tiny bikini top. If anyone is advertising it’s her, and in your relaxed state you start fantasizing about her yourself. At first, you think about playing with those large jiggling breasts and kissing her body down to between her legs. 

Then your idle thoughts swiftly switch to a different scene as you picture me in my captain’s hat and jacket, pants down around my ankles sodomizing Ellen as the pirate had done in her novel. What would she think then?

After all, Ellen had been after me since the cruise started. You were sure it was one of the reasons why she’d been wearing such skimpy clothing. But I hadn’t shown any interest in her, and over the last couple of days, her attitude towards me had hardened while your thoughts towards me had changed the other way. Of course, sharing that wild experience two nights ago would do that sort of thing.  

“Asshole alert,” Ellen said. “Captain Jerkoff is heading this way.”

“Good afternoon Young Ladies,” I said. “I just wanted to let you know there’s another local festival tonight. The festival of fireworks. I’ll be doing some work on the ship so we’ll need everyone to leave for the mainland. The boats come back at midnight. 

“Of course,” I say turning to you, “if you still have your headache, you’ll be permitted to stay, but you must remain in your room.”

You realize I’m sending a message. We are going to continue our erotic adventures. All you have to do is pretend to have a headache and stay behind. 

“Thank you, Captain,” you nod. I smile pivot and walk away,

“What the fuck is that about?” asks Ellen. “Is there something between you two? What’s this headache nonsense?”

“Remember? I stayed behind last time because I had a headache. I think it’s sweet he remembered. And to be honest, I’m not feeling up to going out tonight.”

Hours later after dinner, you find yourself back in your room as you hear the sound of the pilot boats ferrying the ship’s passengers towards the mainland. The sun is going down. Ellen stands in front of you with a crop top on, no bra, and a short skirt that shows off her thick but attractive thighs. As she bends over you notice she isn’t wearing any panties. 

“Are you sure you’re not going to come ashore?” asks Ellen.

“No,” you reply. “The fireworks are just going to make my headache worse.”

“Seriously What’s up Girl? Are you going to get sodomized by Black Jacque Shellac, our Captain tonight?”

You shake your head and tell her to just go. She shrugs her shoulders and leaves the room.

You wait another twenty minutes and hear the last boat leave. All is quiet and nightfall is here. You know I must be ready for you. You’re about to leave and then pause. You wish to show your appreciation of the trouble I’ve gone through to make this night work for us. You decide to show your submission by taking off your clothes before making your way to the deck.  

Looking at yourself in the mirror you no longer worry about any perceived imperfections and instead simply imagine my hands all over you in an almost uncontrollable desire.

As you walk aft on the main deck you can see two ropes hanging from the railings above and you know they’re for you. 

Between the moonlight, the lights along the deck, and the lights from the town onshore, the scene is beautifully lit without being harsh. Between that and the warm humid air against your skin, you feel like you’re walking in a dream. You reach aft and I’m not there. You look at the ropes and realize I’ve upped my game. When I had tied you up before, the ropes had simply been tied to the railing on the upper deck. Now you notice that they run through pulleys and are wrapped through cleats behind you so they can easily be loosened or tightened at any length.

Your heart is already racing. Then you hear the pop of the first set of fireworks and it makes you jump slightly as you watch the multicolored flares explode and slide elegantly through the sky, disappearing as they hit the water. 

As you watch, hypnotized, I come up to you noiselessly from behind. You feel my hands on your shoulders and my voice in your ear.

“I knew you wouldn’t disappoint me, my Good Girl,” I say.

“I got your message loud and clear Captain.”

I manhandle your breasts, pinching your nipples. “I knew that you were worthy of being trained and now we both reap the reward.” 

I take your chin and move your head towards mine, kissing you deeply and sensually like a man who knows you are his. 

“Fireworks for everyone” I say, as another explosion hits the air. “Especially for the two of us. On your knees.”

A loud crack muffles my command. You stand there quizzically wondering what I said.

You hear a loud smack as my hand hits your ass.

“On your knees!” I say as I push you to the deck, your ass stinging. I grab the ropes and use it and the pully to raise your arms above your head, tying it off behind you.

“Captains need to be resourceful,” I say, referring to my new apparatus. “One needs to use every tool at our disposal.”

You notice something in my hands but aren’t sure what they are. I suddenly clip them to your nipples and you revel in my wisdom. They’re just the right pressure to drive you crazy. Then, another surprise as a sleep mask covers your eyes. 

Your view of the fireworks is suddenly cut off. You hear my pants and belt fall to the deck and you feel my hand grabbing the top of your head. My manhood is still soft but significant. You open your lips and reach out for it.

“Not until I say so,” you hear me say. “You have such a beautiful face. I want to rub myself up against your lips and your cheeks. MMMM, I want to violate your pretty face and coat you with my precum. Yes, let me slide all over those beautiful lips…. Yes. Okay now, open your mouth slightly. Mmm “

You feel me make a ring around the inside of your lips, you can smell my precum on your face and you feel branded by me in the most sensual way. 

“Tongue out,” I say. You do as your told and you feel my bulbous throbbing knob slide around it along with my faint taste. 

The crackling of the fireworks continues to fill your ears as you notice my hand grip your hair into a fist. You know what’s coming and brace yourself as you feel my cock fully penetrate inside your mouth and start to build up a rhythm. You hear the glug glug glug sound from your own throat and it turns you on.

“Remember my Girl, just a few days ago I was just a mysterious stranger in charge of this boat. You viewed me as almost a comic figure in my uniform. Now, only a few days later, I’ve trained you to get naked before me and follow my instructions as I violate your mouth and make it mine”

My strokes are getting more aggressive and my member has completed its transformation to rock hard. My head is hitting your throat and my balls bouncing against your chin as you kneel placidly hands above your head, totally naked as your nipples are squeezed by jury-rigged clamps. What a picture you must be. A total and complete slut for your Captain. 

But my thrusts eventually become too much to handle, and you gag slightly. I don’t stop immediately. You need to know you’re in my control. But eventually, I pull out, my member covered with your saliva and my precum. The tendrils reach out between us keeping us together but as I turn they fall, the gooey combination of our fluids sticking to your chin. With the blindfold on, you feel enveloped by me 

I walk behind you and you feel my hands under your armpits. ‘Stand up, “ I say.

You do so, feeling the ache from your arms subside as the rope slackens. But it doesn’t last for long. You hear the creak of the pulley and feel your arms raise slightly, but not too much. They’re about at your waist then over your head

You feel my hands against you as I pose you, pulling you towards me then bending you over at the waist with your ass sticking out, ropes keeping you in place. With your weight forward you feel totally helpless, though your arms throb.

SMACK! You feel another sting on your ass.

“That’s for taking off your clothes before I asked you to!” you hear me say. I pull on your hair and put my mouth to your ear. 

“Who makes the decisions here?” I ask

“You do Captain?”

And who follows them?

“I do Captain.”

SMACK!

My last spank lands lower than normal, glancing your pussy. The sting feels good and you wiggle your ass slightly. I smack you again the same way.

“I bet your men have never treated you like this, have they? Too scared of what you’d think. Not wanting to feel like perverts. That’s where I’m different. I know your deep desires better than you do. I know you want to be ravaged and stung and be a fucktoy to the right man. A man who’ll treat you like the dirty whore you are whenever you need it. Someone to bring you down to earth when you get away from yourself. And someone you can trust to keep your secrets.”

“But most importantly, a man you can send into an uncontrollable desire and force them to ultimately give up their power as they make you theirs.” 

The words echo in your mind as you feel my hard cock penetrate your pussy. That uncontrollable desire is about to hit. You’re drenched and my cock is still wet with your saliva. I get up to my rhythm quickly one hand grabbing your hair and the other spanking your ass. The sound of the spanks combines with the pop of the fireworks as both begin their crescendo and climax. 

The beautiful lights and explosions, the warm air on your skin, the nipple clamps, and the furious fucking you’re part of all begins to come together as you feel your orgasm swell. I hit that special spot again and again and you feel yourself gush against my cock and scream out into the night in a tremendous roar. 

The next few seconds take you away to somewhere else. Your mind is a confusing mess. All you want to do is revel in the feelings your own body is producing. I’m still hard inside you and you feel me pull out. 

Suddenly you hear me say quietly but forcefully “You can come out now young lady!”

It’s followed by the sound of heels on the deck and eventually Ellen’s voice.

“How did you know I was there?” You hear her say. 

“I could see your reflection,” I reply motioning upwards to a mirror attached to the top deck. “I have been watching you squatting behind me with no underwear, playing with yourself. You’re supposed to be on shore, what are you doing here?”

“I should ask YOU the same thing Captain Highliner. I was worried for the safety of my friend, and for good reason.”

“Fuck off Ellen and go away!” you hear yourself say.

“Just tell me you’re okay,”

“She’s more than Okay. She’s mine, and you have nothing to do with it.”

“Oh, I don’t do I?”

“Very well then,” I say. “Do you wish to join in?”

Ellen is silent, then you hear me say. “Don’t give me that innocent LOOK young lady. You’ve been playing with that tanned bald pussy of yours for the past 20 minutes. Either consent to join us or I’ll lock you in your room.”

“You can’t do that.”

“Yes I can, I’m the Captain. Make the choice. Do you consent to be part of this or not?”

“Well If I don’t like what you do, I’ll just tell you.” 

“You won’t be able to,” I reply. “You talk too much and I’m going to gag you.”

There was a long pause 

“You’re wasting our time young lady.”

“Okay, okay. I consent.”

Still blindfolded you can only hear sounds now as I move around the deck. The last thing you hear Ellen say is, “What, you’re tying me up too?”

Then silence. Well not quite, You can hear the sounds of Ellen trying to talk through the gag. Then you hear the sharp sound of my hand on her bare ass. SMACK! 

“You’re a big girl aren’t you?” you hear me say to your friend. “You’ve been parading those tits in front of me every day, let’s see them. Oh yes… They look even better as we bend you over. “ 

You can hear my palm lightly smack her breasts as I bounce them in my hand. “You obviously come with your own flotation devices.” 

Ellen growls and another smack echoes through the night. “And a big fat shaved pussy too. It needs to be strong if you’re going to take my cock. “

You hear an intake of breath and a slight yelp through the gag as my thighs begin to smack into her. I’m fucking her as if I’m teaching her a lesson. Considering how she’s been acting she needs it. 

The warm air begins to smell of gunpowder as the fireworks smoke finally drifts its way to our position. The sound of my thighs smacking Ellen’s cheeks and my hand spanking her ass are almost musical.

The breeze on your naked body and the effects of the jury-rigged nipple clamps combine with the squishing and smacking sound coming from in front of you, are making you feel aroused again. 

You can tell from her moans that Ellen is likely facing you. What is your friend thinking seeing you strung up naked and blindfolded like this? For that matter what must she be thinking about the fact that you are hearing her getting fucked in front of you?

“What you need to realize Ellen,” I say, “Is that you need to be more like your friend. Submissive and ready to serve me. Instead, you’re annoying and loud and disrespectful. I will need to break you before you can truly please me.”

The smacks get harder and louder and you wish you can see what’s in front of you. Ellen continues her incomprehensible tirade throughout the event – her muffled words loud and strident. 

After several minutes of Ellen shouting, I stop. “You’re more trouble than you’re worth,” you hear me say to her. “I’m going to have to take you to a place beyond words to shut you up.”

It sounds ominous. Then you hear a sharp yelp from Ellen’s mouth.

“Oh shut up woman,” I say. “So I’m fucking your ass. My cock is well lubricated. Stop whining.”

You realize what’s happening and immediately think of Ellen’s tirade earlier in the day against anal sex. What was it she said? No self-respecting woman would do it? What exactly would she be thinking now?

You begin to wonder if she’s thinking anything at all. The garbled words are gone, replaced only by moans and screams with the occasional sound of my hand spanking her ass.

“I’m a sailor,” I continue “I know what I’m doing. Stop exaggerating and enjoy it or I’ll fuck you harder.”

True to my word, you hear my rhythm increase and my thighs hammer her cheeks, I must be fully inside her now and the sounds coming from Ellen’s gagged mouth are almost loud enough to be heard on shore. 

The arousal is driving you crazy as you listen to the two of us. You wiggle your head towards your arm and push the blindfold just slightly off your eyes. You see Ellen now tied down on her hands and knees with me behind her – a wild look in my eyes. You watch as Ellen’s sizeable breasts fly back and forth with force each time I slam into her. My hand is gripping her hair, pulling her head back, riding her like my own private pony. her eyes wide with the look of someone on the most intense rollercoaster ride – full of fear, adrenaline, desire, and God knows what else. 

She is staring right at you but without the look of anything that’s recognizable as your friend. Her brash confidence and judgemental scorn are nowhere to be seen. There is simply an animal in the moment, being taken, knowing it’s being taken, holding on for the ride of its life in the hope that the memory of the event would be a pleasurable one.

Suddenly you watch as I pull my hard cock out of your friend whose head slumps forward in exhaustion. 

“There’s an old saying on this Island,’ I begin. “ that if a man ejaculates in a woman’s mouth she can not speak ill of him. Let’s see if it works.”

I wipe my dick off with my handkerchief and walk around in front of Ellen. I notice your blindfold is askew. You see me smile at you. “So you like to watch, do you? I’ll give you an excellent show my good girl.”

I kneel down just to the side of your friend, my cock remains rock hard. I still have my white Captain’s jacket on, though my pants are now on the deck. 

As you watch me untie Ellen’s gag, you expect her to spew forth curses and epithets. However, she does not. I tell her to keep her mouth open and she complies. I slide my dick between her lips which gives her a chipmunk cheek and begin pumping my member with my hand, gripping her sweat-streaked hair to keep her in place. All the things that Ellen secretly shamed you for she was now getting tonight. You watch her eyes intently as she realizes she will soon be getting a mouthful of spunk from the Captain of the ship. 

You hear me as I speak to Ellen, “I want you to watch your friend. She’s a real woman. See how beautiful she is tied up like that. I trained her in one day. One day and she’s mine. I want you to know I’ll be thinking about HER as I cum in your mouth. You’re not worthy of being my good girl yet but I’m going to make you taste my seed because I know it will give her pleasure. “

“I know all about you Ellen,” I continue. “My ears are much keener than you imagine. I hear your disrespectful language and your judgments. The way you scorn other women. When all the while you want my cock just as badly. Well, you’ve got it tonight and now I’m going to give you my hot load while your beautiful friend watches you. This is for HER. And if the locals are right this means you won’t speak ill of either of us ever again.”

You hear me cry out into the night as a thick burst releases from between my legs. Then you notice Ellen looking up at me, eyes wide with either fright or desire, then a plaintive glance at you as I slow down to drain what’s left in me. Not only is she getting a hot load of spunk on her tongue, but she’s doing it while you watch – knowing full well you remember what she said earlier on the deck that day.

“Oh fuck… tilt your head back a bit and keep it in your mouth,” I command to her. “Don’t do anything with it, keep it in your mouth understand?”

A wet croaking sound comes from Ellen’s voice in the affirmative. If anything you know she likely won’t swallow. 

As I get up from my knees you take another look at your friend. Exhausted, placid, looking at you with the most docile eyes you had ever seen on her. And a mouthful of thick, and shockingly white load that practically sparkles in the moonlight. 

“Did that excite you, my Good Girl?” You hear me say as I make my way behind you. “I like to give you surprises.”

A smack fills the air as you feel your skin sting again. 

“You still have the most beautiful ass on this boat, Good Girl,” I say. You feel a lubed finger slide between your cheeks and penetrate you. I wrap my other arm around you and begin to tease your still wet clit as I bite your neck and build up a rhythm with my finger in your ass.

“Okay Ellen, you can spit or swallow now,” I say. “Whatever your pleasure.”

You watch as Ellen tries to spit but the thickness of my load makes it difficult. It slowly slides past her lips and down her chin as she struggles to release it.

“I knew she wouldn’t swallow,” I whisper to you. “She doesn’t have your courage. I wanted to create this scene for you my Good Girl. Submitting to me has many rewards.”

For the moment you’re lost in my swirling fingers until you hear me say, “I want you young ladies to look right in each other’s eyes until I tell you otherwise.”

You make eye contact again with your friend. Her hair is sweaty, her makeup running and my white goo covering her chin and dripping down to the deck.

“Look at her,” I say whispering in your ear, holding you as I tease both your clit and your ass at the same time, “She’s our toy. And our project. I guarantee she’ll treat you with reverence from now on. That cum is yours, Good Girl. I was thinking about you when I released it. Watch it drip from her face. You came in your friend’s mouth by proxy.”

There’s Something about the dirtiness of my words and the deftness of my fingers, you feel yourself cum again. You look into Ellen’s eyes and unexpectedly release a long warm jet of liquid. I pull on your skin and watch your juices streak across the deck and onto your friend’s face as your mind explodes in orgasm totally unlike any you’ve ever felt before.

“Ohhh yes,” you hear me say as I stroke your face. “See how much better life is once you’ve been trained by me. I could make you cum again and again and again until you could no longer move my Good Girl. You serve me well and I do you well. But the boats will be coming back soon and we need to clean up and get you back in your rooms.”

The next half hour feels like you’re on drugs. The fading adrenaline, surging endorphins, and physical exhaustion make for a haze stronger than morphine. As I cut you down you embrace me and we share a passionate kiss. I tell you to untie your friend and you do so, noticing how quiet she’s become. You help her up, her large breasts swinging to and fro. She groans as she gets up from her knees and finally gets to stand up. You take her arm and walk her to your stateroom in silence. Once inside she washes her face and brushes her teeth. The only sound you hear from her is a gentle moan, but it’s not exactly a moan of pain. You wonder how much she’s actually enjoyed it.  

Finally, she flops on the bed and lets out a sigh with distinct echoes of contentment. It wasn’t the way she expected but at least she got laid.

Ellen closes her eyes and digs her head into her pillow, a slight smile evident on her face. And for a moment, the vivid memory of your juices shooting out of you and hitting her across her face come back to you. Something you never expected would happen, but now it has.

She is still your friend and you’ll take care of her. But you know her days of judging you are long done. As you reach the comfort of your own bed you imagine me behind you, my arms around you, and hearing me whisper into your ear. “Good night my Good Girl, I hope you enjoyed our newest adventure.”
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