Slave Ship and Other Stories

by Reggie Chesterfield

  “There you are, dirty girl,” Inga said as she shoved it into Susie’s waiting pussy.

  Susie gasped and began to grind against it. Inga fucked her hard and it wasn’t long before Susie was gripping the bedspread and howling from the orgasm. Inga climaxed, too, from grinding against the other end of the dildo. As she took a breath, she turned to Wendy who was by now almost climbing the walls.

  “Now you go over to your friend. I made you wait because I knew that you had not experienced pleasure with a woman and I wanted you to want it. I wanted you to need it. I wanted you to ache for her pussy.”

  She was right about that. Wendy wanted sex so badly that she was ready for anything that would allow her the release of orgasm. She went over to Susie and immediately began to kiss her neck and breasts.

  “Now eat her out, you good girl. Eat the bad girl’s pussy,” Inga said and cracked the whip on Wendy’s bare ass.

  Wendy yelped but the pain seemed to intensify her desire. She had never eaten a woman out before, but she was so turned on that she knew that would be a problem. She began to lick Susie’s pussy which by now was extremely slick with wetness. Susie moaned as Wendy began to eagerly eat it. Wendy loved the taste of her and could now see why so many women were into it. Her skin was so soft. Just the act of cunnilingus made her horny. She reached down her legs and began to rub her drenched pussy, but before she could orgasm, she felt her hand being pushed away. Suddenly she began to feel Inga lustily eating her pussy. Now, she orgasmed.

  “I knew you would like the girls, baby. We all like girls. Some of us just don’t know it until we try it.” Inga laughed. She then slapped Wendy on the ass hard. “Now, goody two-shoes, I’m going to really break you in.”

  Before Wendy could say anything she felt the dildo being shoved up into her. She turned around to look at Inga, who looked like she was on the verge of another orgasm. Inga had one hand on Wendy’s ass and the other rubbing her large breasts as she thrusted.

  “Keep eating! Eat like you’re at the buffet! Eat like you’re a pig!” Inga roared as she fucked Wendy. She slapped her on the ass again hard.

  Wendy quickly turned back around and kept eating Susie’s pussy. She also rubbed Susie’s tits as she ate and was fucked. Susie began to buck again against her face as she had yet another orgasm. This was simply more than Wendy could stand and she had the most intense climax she had ever had.

  “AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!” Inga screamed as she ground against the dildo. She was going into spasms with orgasm.

  Soon all three women were finished.

  Wendy and Susie sat on the bed as Inga began to put her clothes back on. Wendy and Susie started to put their clothes back on too, but Inga stopped them.

  “No, you stay nude.”

  “But we can’t just sit around her without any clothes on.”

  “Of course you can. And you will.”

  “What about our suitcases? We haven’t gotten them yet,” Wendy said “These are the only clothes we have.”

  Inga walked over to the heap where the girls had taken their clothes off. She looked through them and took their underwear.

  “No, these are all the clothes you have,” she said pointing at their short dresses and flip-flops,” she said.

  “But what about the rest of our things?” Susie reiterated.

  Inga narrowed her eyes at them. “Don’t you worry about that.”

  Before the girls could say anything, Inga turned on her heel and walked out of the door, but before she left, she turned. “The Captain will be by to see you.”

  She then walked out of the door. Wendy and Susie could hear her lock the door behind her. They turned to each other, still just a little shaky from all the sex they had just had.

  “Now, exactly what kind of cruise is this supposed to be?” Susie asked.

  Several hours later, the two girls could tell that they were fully at sea by the way the ship was rocking. They were so excited and nervous about what had happened to them and with what was going on that they had been unable to relax. They had also had sex with each other a couple of more times in the interim simply from nervousness and from not having anything else to do. Besides they were both so turned on from before that there didn’t seem to be any reason not to. After all, the door had been opened between them so why not walk through it?

  Wendy now realized that she thoroughly enjoyed sex with women. At least with Susie, anyway. But she couldn’t wait to experience others. If only what was happening to them made sense. It just didn’t seem real. And now the Captain wanted to see them. Nude. They were completely baffled.

  A little while later, they could hear their door opening. A tall blonde man in his early forties, wearing a white uniform walked in. This was obviously the Captain. He was joined by Inga and an upbeat, short, pudgy, younger red-faced guy drinking a diet coke and wearing a red knit golf shirt and khakis. The shirt was wet with perspiration and, of course, featured the logo of the cruise ship. It was only a few shades darker than his sweaty face.

  “I’m Captain Arschloch and welcome to King Oscar’s Protruding Scepter. I hope that you that you’ll enjoy your stay with us, yes?” the Captain said in heavily accented English.

  He was typical Eurotrash with a permanent tan and big smile which was only enhanced by his larger than normal whitened teeth. He was the kind of guy who would be at home spending a lot of time in the hot tub. He looked like he was almost trying to be a parody of the typical Hollywood-style American. The fact that he turned almost every statement into a question was a dead giveaway that he was not from Tinseltown.

  Wendy and Susie were taken aback. They had been nude when they had entered and were trying to use the dresses to cover up.

  “I thought the name of the ship was King Oscar’s Prodigious Scepter?” Susie asked, pulling the dress over her hips, nervously.

  “King Oscar’s Scepter is both prodigious and protruding,” Captain Arschloch said matter of factly. “It is just like my penis, yes?” he added as an afterthought and flashed his enormous, toothy smile. “It makes girls like you very happy. And me too, of course, yes?” he said and started tittering like a Teutonic hyena. To him this was as delightful as if someone had told him that he had just won a vacation to Stuttgart.

  Susie and Wendy were taken aback by such an unusual statement. And by such unusual behavior.

  “This is very true,” the red-haired man said excitedly. He was almost like a cheerleader in his enthusiasm. He took a big gulp of the diet soda and smiled at them.

  Susie and Wendy just stared at him. Just what was going on here? They laughed nervously.

  “This is Skippy,” said the Captain, gesturing to the red-haired man and keeping the smile frozen on his face. “He is the Cruise Director of our ship,” he continued. “He will be your supervisor during your stay with us.”

  At this the Captain smiled even wider and nodded his head vigorously as if he was affirming this statement to a television audience. “And of course, you’ve already met Inga, yes?”

  Inga smiled coldly at them. “And I will be your boss as well,” she said.

  “Boss? But we don’t need a boss,” Susie protested. “We’re on vacation. What’s going on here?”

  “Yeah, if you don’t let us go, we’re going to go to the police,” Wendy added. “We paid to be here. This was supposed to be a vacation!”

  Inga shot them a cold look and they were silent.

  “Oh, it will be quite a supercool vacation and adventure for you girls, the Captain said still smiling. “You were chosen for this position because of the questionnaire you answered. You’re really hot stuff, yes? You will be expected to…”

  “Wait a second. Position? What are you talking about?” Wendy protested again.

  “Oh, you’re going to be the ship’s sex slaves,” Inga said cheerily.

  What? Wendy and Susie were stunned. Sex slaves? Their minds reeled. This couldn’t be happening. Surely this was a joke.

  “But…?” Susie sta
rted.

  “It’s simple,” Inga said matter of factly. “The regular girls didn’t show up so we had to improvise. You answered the questionnaire in such a way to suggest that you both would be willing candidates to become the ship’s whores. Especially the dirty one there with the brown hair.” She pointed at Susie. “You passed your test with me so now you will be fucking anyone who wants you. You’ll be on call for sex for the duration of the cruise. Whenever a man or woman wants you, you will be expected to provide them your body. No questions asked.”

  “Sorry about that,” Skippy said apologetically. “I wish we could have told you before you came on board, but it’s against company policy.”

  “But this is crazy! You can’t turn us into whores!” Wendy protested. “This is illegal! You can’t kidnap us like this!”

  “Nonsense. Of course we can. Most girls are quite willing once they realize that they do not have a choice,” Inga said. “Especially girls like this one,” she said nodding and smiling at Susie who squirmed a little uncomfortably. “And most find they really love it once they realize being a slut is not such a bad thing. Even good girls like you. Maybe not so good any more, though, yes?”

  Wendy blushed as she remembered back at what had happened earlier in the day.

  Skippy took a sip of his diet soda and wiped his brow with his sleeve. “The great thing is that I’m not hard to work for. Everybody loves me and considers me to be their best friend. You girls will be no exception, I’m sure of it.”

  After Wendy realized what he was saying, she shook her head. She refused to believe it. This couldn’t be real.

  “I don’t believe you,” Susie said. “So if we don’t go along, are you going to kill us?”

  “Oh, no! Don’t be ridiculous. If we kill you, who will service the passengers?” Skippy said, aghast such a question. “We’re a team here, after all.”

  “But you’re kidnapping us and that’s illegal. You’re holding us against our will. You can’t do this to us. We want to call the police,” Wendy said.

  “You can leave whenever you want,” Inga said, smiling icily.

  “But we’re out to sea!” Wendy said. “We can’t go anywhere.”

  “Indeed. I hope you know how to swim. You know I’m surprised that you two girls are so against this, from the way you were with me. It seemed that you loved sex,” Inga said. “Your pussies were wet even before I touched them.”

  “That was different. That was fun,” Susie said.

  But then she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. Her eyes couldn’t help but wander to the noticeable bulge in Skippy’s pants. And her libido soon followed. The bulge, surprisingly for a guy like Skippy, was huge and still growing. Even though she was nervous about what was happening, the slut in her couldn’t stay buried for long. She could feel her pussy start to tingle.

  “Well, this can be fun, too, yes?” the Captain said, beginning to show his excitement. “We can have party right now, yes? Everything will be wunderbar, yes? Let the good times roll, yes?”

  Skippy then started rubbing his bulge. “Yes, it will be fantastic,” he said taking another sip of the soda. “As long as you can remember that there is no I in team, this can be a good experience for everybody.”

  From the ever growing, imprint of his penis that was showing through his khakis, it was obvious that he was very well hung. Even Wendy felt herself getting heated up. A dick that big didn’t come along very often.

  “So are we going to at least be paid for all this?” Susie said absentmindedly, thinking about what was going on between Skippy’s legs.

  “You can’t put a price tag on an opportunity like this. I think, over time, you’ll consider the experience payment enough,” Skippy said.

  Wendy again shook her head softly. “You’re not really doing this to us, right? You don’t really expect us to be prostitutes?” she asked, but not nearly as desperately as before.

  Her eyes were now focused on the Captain’s now protruding hard-on. He had been right, it was protruding and prominent. He was hung, in other words. And it was probably the biggest cock she had ever seen. She could see why he was the Captain. Or at least why people would call him that. Horse-toothed and horse-dicked, a very appropriate combination. She couldn’t help but want it inside of her. Her lust was quickly overshadowing her fear and confusion.

  No one answered.

  Susie turned to Wendy and whispered, “Let’s go along with it. They can’t really be serious. This kind of stuff doesn’t really happen to people in real life. It’s got to be some sort of scam they’ve got to get girls to fuck them.”

  Wendy was again shocked at Susie’s acquiescence but felt herself a little relieved that she was not going to have to turn down this opportunity. While the idea of being turned out was very terrifying, it was also very liberating in a lot of ways. To be compelled to be a slut through no choice of her own was exciting. It allowed her to unleash her sexual beast from the restraints her mother had placed on her. Regardless, she was still hung up on to the idea that this might really be some sort of ruse. She just wasn’t raised this way.

  “But we can’t do this. I’m not that kind of person,” she said unconvincingly, her mouth watering at the Captain’s cock.

  “What choice do we have?” Susie said, starting to squirm at the prospect of fucking Skippy, a guy whom she normally wouldn’t even give a second glance. His dick, however, was more than enough to divert her attention from his red, sweaty face and pudgy body.

  She took another look at his bulge and before she let Wendy answer, she was already over at Skippy and down on her knees fishing his large dick out of his pants. She had to get started before Wendy did something stupid and made them back out.

  As Wendy watched Susie hungrily begin to suck the big cock, she gulped. She couldn’t help but bite her lip. It was on.

  Inga watched with amusement, her hand going to pussy. She began to rub herself over her pants.

  Wendy stood transfixed as Susie worked the enormous dick in front of her. She also noticed that the Captain now had his supersize dick out of his pants. His smile grew even brighter as he stroked himself while looking on at the festivities. Being a sex slave was the most distant thing from her mind at the moment; she only cared about one thing—to get fucked. Her hand went under her dress to her pussy as she watched as Susie worked Skippy’s cock.

  Susie looked up as she sucked Skippy’s big cock. It was obvious that she loved it. It was everything she wanted in a man’s member. It was wide. It was long and it was hard. The sheer magnificence of it overshadowed any of his other shortcomings. He also tasted good and she orgasmed a little just from fingering herself as she sucked him. She must have been doing a good job because the precum came fast. She started to slow down, but he held it and let her suck until he knew that she absolutely had to be fucked.

  Inga came over and began to kiss Wendy on the neck. Wendy could feel her defenses falling. But she wasn’t like this, she tried to tell herself. What about her upbringing? She wasn’t this kind of girl. Still the idea of complete sexual abandon loomed large in her mind. Could she be so much of a slut that she could be terrified one minute and completely horny the next? She didn’t know, but she knew that as Inga began to caress her body, she was ready for sex. And the Captain’s big cock.

  With dick in hand, the Captain came over and began to kiss Wendy as well, his big cock pressing against her. She couldn’t help but rub it as they began to grind against each other.

  “It’s just like a big summer sausage,” Wendy said amazed at the Captain’s genital enormity.

  “I can steer the ship with it, yes?” he said, still smiling.

  Soon, Wendy was bent over and eating Inga while he fucked her. She was surprised at how easily he entered her, but she was so turned on and wet, the gigantic cock just slid right in.

  Meanwhile, Susie had progressed to a full-on boning with Skippy. He was fucking her so hard and so deep that she yelped with pleasure with e
ach stroke. She even had a hard time catching her breath from the pounding she was getting.

  The Captain was now fucking Inga while she ate Wendy’s pussy. He switched his large dick between the two, providing each with enough stimulation as they sucked each other pussies and tits. Wendy had never been so full of cock in her life and he stretched out every square inch of her pussy. The stimulation was overwhelming because he couldn’t help but hit her g-spot with every stroke.

  Soon, the action escalated the point of climax and the Captain blew his load all over Wendy and Inga, coating both their faces and their tits. Wendy eagerly cleaned off the Captain’s penis as well as Inga’s breasts, making sure to swallow. This is something she had never done in her private life, but now it just felt so right. So dirty.

  At the same time, Skippy was yelling as he came inside Susie. His face was so red by this time that his head looked like it was about to pop off his neck. He was still holding the can of diet coke. She screamed in orgasm as he filled her up with semen.

  When they were all done, and everyone but Wendy and Susie were dressed, Skippy said cheerily as he wiped the profuse amount of sweat off his forehead, “You will be expected on deck in five minutes. Be ready for work!”

  Wendy and Susie gasped. They weren’t kidding. It wasn’t a scam after all. They really were expected to be the ship’s sex slaves.

  “The customer is key to our success after all,” Skippy added.

  “Just do what you’ve been doing so far, yes?” the Captain said, still smiling. “You will have much fun, yes? Like party naked all the damn time, yes?”

  “But it didn’t say anything on the website about this kind of thing when I booked the cruise,” Wendy whined, her horniness wearing off.

  “You can’t believe what you read on the internet,” Inga said. “It lies.”

  And that’s the way it was from then on out.