Goddess Cruise Lines: The Complete Collection (Taboo Erotica)

by Anya Merchant

  Mike turned and walked into the hut, willing his legs forward with every step. He was frightened, and it felt justified. Queen Naera had proven herself to be unpredictable, and he knew that she was going to do everything she could to box him into a corner.

  Nina walked with him as he approached the throne. Queen Naera sat atop it, with Aera and Vorwyn to either side of her. She said something in her native tongue, and the two of them began walking past Mike, Vorwyn shooting him a furious glare as he passed.

  “Where are they going?” Mike raised an eyebrow at the queen, and then at Nina.

  “To watch your friends,” Nina said. “And make sure they don’t try anything.”

  Queen Naera began speaking, locking her eyes onto Mike’s.

  “Queen Naera sees that you chose to disregard her instructions.” Nina’s voice sounded much, much cheerier than original. “She told you to come alone with your leader.”

  Mike shook his head.

  “You know that I couldn’t do that any more than you could have followed me back to my ship.” He paused, forcing himself to relax. “Besides, we’re only here to talk peace. That’s it. There’s no reason why it should matter if I bring one, or one hundred with me.”

  Nina translated his words. Queen Naera looked contemplative for a moment, and then spoke again.

  “She says that she understands, and isn’t angry.” Nina looked a little surprised, even as she repeated it to Mike in the neutral voice of a translator. “She wants to come to an agreement that is mutually beneficial.”

  “Alright then,” said Mike. “I need to speak to Captain Michelle before I can-“

  Queen Naera interrupted him, and Nina immediately began translating.

  “Your leader will have a chance to look over the agreement before any commitment is necessary,” she said. “For now, we just wish to draft the terms in writing.”

  That sounds like exactly what we want.

  Mike nodded. For the next twenty minutes, he went back and forth with the queen, with Nina translating both of their words and writing down the terms of their agreement in a notebook.

  Queen Naera made several requests that were obviously outlandish, such as requiring that a few of the cruise ship’s passengers remain in the village as wards. Mike shot each one of them down and countered with his own over the top demands, namely that Aera be brought back to the ship until their rescue arrived.

  He was surprised by his own apparent skill at the negotiating table. There were several times throughout the process where Queen Naera conceded to his requests. Mike only really wanted for them to be left alone until they could leave the island, but he made sure to ask for more than just that to leave room for bargaining.

  “Alright,” said Nina, as they neared the end of the process. “Anything else?”

  A laugh came from outside the hut. Mike turned toward the door flap and realized that he hadn’t heard anything from Captain Michelle and the others for quite some time. The hairs stood up on the back of his neck, and he slowly rose to his feet.

  “What’s going on outside?” Mike locked eyes with Queen Naera, and the woman began to smile broadly. She said something to Nina, who handed her the paper the agreement had been written on. The queen tore it in two.

  “You bitch!” Mike rushed to the door. Nina and Queen Naera made no move to stop him.

  Laura, Captain Michelle, and the guards were all holding wooden bowls in their hands. Many of them had set their guns aside and sat around the fire in the center of the camp with flushed faces and open body language. Mike realized what had happened in an instant.

  “Stop!” He sprinted over, shouting at the top of his lungs. “Don’t drink it!”

  He slapped the bowl out of his mom’s hand and then met her eye.

  “I… feel weird.” Laura licked her lips and reached a hand out to her son’s head.

  “God damn it!” Mike looked around and saw that several of the tribe’s men were grinning and circling their way in. Captain Michelle tossed her bowl aside and continued to brandish her pistol, but some of her guards looked open to the idea of fraternizing with the enemy.

  This was her plan from the start. We walked right into it.

  “Mike…” Captain Michelle walked over to him. “This… How do I fight this?”

  Captain Michelle was taking shallow, forced breaths. Mike felt panic welling up in his chest as he recognized the look in her eyes.

  “You can’t.” Nina stood behind him, with Queen Naera in tow. “The only way to fight it is to give in.”

  CHAPTER 14

  Mike tore his gun out of his waistband and pointed it in the air. It had about as much of an effect as if he’d been wielding a banana.

  “Stop this, now!” He began leveling the gun at Queen Naera. “Or I’ll-“

  Mike saw Vorwyn coming out of the corner of his eye, but could do nothing as the muscular man slammed into him. Blows rained down on his head, and exploding stars cascaded across his vision. Mike felt the gun being pulled out of his hand and heard Queen Naera laughing.

  “Your people will not come to any harm amongst us, Mike,” said Nina. “You don’t have to worry about that.”

  “Among ‘us’?” Mike had to lift his face out of the dirt to speak, with Vorwyn still pressing his knee down on his back. “Are you one of them now?”

  “Yes.” Nina walked over to him and gestured for Vorwyn to move aside. “And you will be soon, too. Along with your captain, and your mother, and all of the other people on the cruise ship.”

  This is not happening.

  Captain Michelle’s guards were doing more than just talking to the tribal men. All of them had been willingly disarmed, and a few were already beginning to kiss and let the men fondle them. It looked like a scene out of a strange, interracial porno.

  Captain Michelle herself was down on one knee, still gripping her pistol, but unable to bring it up even to shoulder level without her body betraying her aim. She quivered visibly, and Mike could tell that she was gritting her teeth in frustration.

  “Honey…” Laura was nearby, still standing, but with her arms tightly folded around herself. “Run. Please, get out of here.”

  “No! I can’t!” Mike balled his hand into a fist and pulled himself to his feet. A kick from Vorwyn swept his legs out from under him, and the wind rushed out of his lungs as he landed on his back.

  “I don’t think you’re going to want to see what comes next, Mike.” Nina had an evil grin on her face. “Your mother drank of the elixir, just as everyone else here did. She’s going to serve us well.”

  “No!” Mike dug a clump of dirt off the ground and hurled it at Nina and Queen Naera. It was a pathetic gesture, but it was literally all he could do.

  The queen began speaking, and Naera listened intently for a moment.

  “Queen Naera says that you’ll still be of use to us,” she said. “She wants to mate you with your leader, first, just in case either of you decide to make an attempt at rebelling.”

  “You’re insane!” shouted Mike. “I’m not going along with this!”

  Captain Michelle looked slightly more open to the idea. She bit her lip and shrugged her shoulders as she met Mike’s eye.

  “I… don’t think we have a choice,” she said softly. “And I… I can’t take this.”

  “We could always have Vorwyn mate with your mother to start things off, if you’d prefer.” Nina’s smile was poison. Mike felt sick to his stomach at the idea.

  “Mike…” His mom looked at him with pleading eyes. Mike knew exactly what she was feeling, and exactly how hard it would be for her to resist if she was put in that situation.

  “Fine!” Mike balled his hands into fists, but made no move to resist or attack. “Whatever…”

  Captain Michelle began moving before Nina or the queen had even said anything. She walked over to Mike and touched his cheek once before pushing her lips against his hungrily.

  Most of her guards were engaged in similar acts w
ith the men of the tribe, with only a few, along with Laura, managing to hold out against the effects of the drug. Even without being affected by it himself, Mike began to feel aroused as Captain Michelle pushed her body against his.

  I need to think. There has to be a way for us to get out of this…

  Captain Michelle slipped her hand down his pants and Mike felt his cock springing to attention. He groped at one of her breasts and felt her start to stroke his cock with her soft hand.

  “This is bad…” she whispered. “This feels dirty. We shouldn’t be doing this.”

  A small group of tribal men was walking around the fire, setting down woven grass mats for people to copulate on. Mike slowly lied down on his, Captain Michelle ripping off her clothes in record time and positioning herself over him.

  “Why are you doing this to us?” Laura was down on her knees, one arm pulled tight across her breasts, and the other sliding its way down to the waistband of her yoga pants. “I don’t understand!”

  Queen Naera and Nina just smiled. Captain Michelle worked Mike’s cock out of his shorts, which stood at full attention, despite Mike’s anger. He felt her pressing her cunt down onto it, and pleasure coursed through him in a rush.

  Michelle’s breasts were surprisingly firm, likely toned through years of physical conditioning. She let out a sigh and leaned forward as she impaled herself on Mike’s cock, bringing her face in close to his ear.

  “Make me cum,” she whispered. Mike shook his head.

  “You aren’t in your right mind,” he replied. “You have to-“

  “Make me cum,” she repeated, in an even quieter voice. “I might be able to gain control of myself for long enough to distract them. You can grab a gun and save us.”

  Mike blinked as understanding dawned on him. The situation was bad, but they still had a few advantages on their side. The natives didn’t seem to understand how to work their weapons, and Nina hadn’t picked up a gun yet.

  He reached his hands around and groped at Michelle’s butt. It was soft, and he palmed it as he slowly pulled her down further on his cock. Captain Michelle let out a gasp and pushed her breasts into his face.

  This could work!

  His enthusiasm for Captain Michelle’s plan expressed itself in a sudden desire to do exactly what she’d asked, to make her cum. Mike thrust his hips up and pushed her butt down, spearing her on his cock with eager energy.

  “That’s my son!” shouted Laura. “Stop this!”

  She was watching from a short distance away, her hand now slowly stroking her crotch through the fabric of her yoga pants. Vorwyn was standing a few feet away from her, grinning. He had an erection that visibly tented his flimsy fur loincloth, and it was pointed right at Mike’s mom.

  Mom! If I don’t hurry, he’s going to end up…

  Even as the thought entered Mike’s head, Vorwyn was already starting to make his move. He took a step closer and then pulled the loin cloth back, exposing his turgid member to Laura. She took one look at it and then glared at him, though from the way her cheeks flushed, it was clear that her body was conflicted.

  Mike dug his fingernails into Captain Michelle’s butt, his anger expressing itself in the only way he could. He began fucking her faster, pumping his cock into her in a desperate race against time. Michelle exhaled sharply each time he thrust up, and her boobs bounced in front of his face.

  “Oh yeah!” she moaned. “Oh god yeah!”

  Captain Michelle wasn’t the only one moaning. Sounds of pleasure and sex came from every direction. The village center was the site of an orgy, with most of the crew members that’d joined their expedition now enthusiastically enjoying the cocks of the tribal men.

  Vorwyn waved his cock back in forth at Laura, who leaned back away from it. There were subtle hints in her body language that made Mike cringe, from the way she angled herself slightly toward the tribal man, to the angle of her legs. Vorwyn turned to Mike briefly, said something in his native tongue, and then winked.

  That bastard!

  Strangely, Mike felt aroused by the scene, far more than he should have. He redoubled his efforts in fucking Michelle, pinching at her nipples and grinding his crotch against her sensitive clit.

  Michelle rocked back and forth on his dick as though she was riding a mechanical bull. She bit her lip and looked down at Mike, and then her gaze turned in the direction of his mom. Mike followed it and gasped at what he saw.

  Vorwyn was sitting down next to Laura, with his arm around her. He was locking eyes with her and slowly stroking himself off. Laura was blushing, and still had her own hand against her crotch.

  “Please, Mike,” she called. “Do something. I… I can’t keep holding out.”

  Mike let out a primal roar. He flipped Michelle underneath him and began slamming his cock into her roughly. He pinned her arms down behind her, feeling his rage manifesting in a way that wasn’t entirely productive.

  “That’s right!” shouted Michelle. “Just like that!”

  He sped up his pace, slamming his cock into her without restraint. Michelle’s cries grew higher in pitch. Out of the corner of his eye, Mike could see Vorwyn taking his mom’s hand and slowly moving it toward his member.

  No!

  Mike grabbed at Michelle’s breasts and pinched her nipples. She let out a cry of pleasure loud enough to steal the attention of everyone in the area as her orgasm finally arrived. Mike wanted to unload, too, but he was too worked up, too angry.

  The transition was almost instantaneous. Michelle blinked, her eyes becoming aware and attentive. She slipped out from underneath Mike, bolted over to where one of the tribal men was fumbling with a pistol, and kicked him squarely in the nuts.

  “Mike!” She tossed the gun to him and grabbed another nearby. Mike caught the weapon easily, flicked the safety off, and trained it on Vorwyn, who had Laura’s hand wrapped around his cock.

  “Get the fuck away from her!”

  Even without being able to understand the words, Vorwyn knew what Mike meant. He stood up and stepped back. Laura moved both of her hands back between her legs, blushing shamefully, still unable to fight the effects of the drug.

  “Give it up, Mike,” said Nina. “Unless you intend to kill everyone in the tribe, you can’t stop what’s happening. Your people want this.”

  A strange thought popped into Mike’s head.

  This tribe treats sex as a form of submission.

  He walked over to the large clay pot sitting next to the fire, still full of the red fruit concoction, and scooped some of it out with a nearby wooden bowl. Then, he walked over to Queen Naera, who sat with her legs crossed and a smile on her face, and held it out in front of her.

  “Drink it,” said Mike. “It’s your turn.”

  Queen Naera laughed. Her voluptuous breasts were covered by a leather top that had been adorned with gemstones and seashells. Her grass skirt looked immaculate and of higher quality than any of the other tribal women’s clothing, and it covered her butt and luscious thighs down to the knee.

  “Tell her to drink it.” Mike turned toward Nina and waved the gun. “And you know what, I want you to have some too.”

  Nina glared at him, but she translated his words. Queen Naera’s expression shifted to confusion, and then to frustration, and then to defiant confidence. She looked Mike right in the eyes, said something in her native tongue, and then drank from the bowl, passing it to Nina when she was done.

  “She says that it won’t work on her, or on me.” Nina paused and looked down into the bowl before taking a large sip of her own. “Our wills are too strong. We are the backbone of this tribe, and we can control our desires!”

  Mike smiled.

  “I guess we’ll see about that,” he replied.

  There was little that he or Captain Michelle could do about the crew members that had ingested the drug. Most of them continued to have sex, even as the power struggle took place. Laura looked feverish with desire, and Mike did what he could to keep her f
rom giving in.

  “Don’t let any of the men come near you, mom,” said Mike. He pulled his mom into a side hug and felt her grinding her crotch against his leg.

  “Mike, I… I can’t help myself,” she whispered. “Please… Maybe you could…?”

  She looked desperate, and it pulled at Mike’s heartstrings and his crotch to see her in such a state. He gestured for Captain Michelle to come over, who was still enjoying a respite from the drug’s effects.

  “Make sure she doesn’t let any of them, uh, well, you know.” Mike locked eyes with Michelle and made sure she knew he was serious.

  “This is a good plan,” she replied. “And I think it’s starting to work.”

  Queen Naera still had a defiant expression on her face, but she’d uncrossed her legs and was starting to breathe heavily. Vorwyn stood nearby, looking more flustered than Mike had ever seen him before. Nina was glaring at Mike, but he could see her idly toying with one of her nipples through her shirt with her fingers.

  “I think it’s time for us to really get started,” said Mike.

  CHAPTER 15

  Mike approached Queen Naera, and Vorwyn began raving in a language he couldn’t understand. She shouted something to quiet him and then turned back to Mike, glaring at him with eyes that smoldered with lust.

  How the tables have turned. Now I’m the one getting ready to fuck his mom.

  The eyes of everyone in the village were on Mike. A number of the crew members were still taking part in the orgy, but even they had their heads turned toward what was taking place in front of the queen’s hut.

  Captain Michelle sat next to Laura, acting as a chaperone to the horny mother. Laura looked sexually frustrated, and alternated between fidgeting in position and running one of her hands across her inner thigh.

  “Tell her to pull down my shorts.” Mike spoke to Nina, who had moved into position next to Queen Naera. She translated his words in a whisper, and they both slowly lowered down to their knees, sliding Mike’s shorts down as they did.

  His erection snapped out into their faces. It was hard, thick and produced in an entirely natural way. Mike was proud of it and grinned as the two women stared at his cock with lustful expressions.