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Cabin Boy -- Cory -- Chapter 12
When I woke the next morning I knew something was wrong, very wrong. First off the captain was not up against me and the ship felt that it was moving very fast. The more I woke up and felt around, the bed next to me was cold, meaning that he must have left the bed hour's ago. I knew he had a bad night because I remembered that he was tossing and turning all night long.
As I lay there getting the sleep from my eyes and trying to wake up, I had my usual morning woody. I slowly stroked myself thinking about last night, my first blowjob. Damn that felt so good I could hardly wait to find Jake again this morning so he could take care of me once again.
When I began to get up and swing my legs over the bed the pain that came from my butt reminded me of the hard fuck the Captain gave me last night. Sure it hurt and now was hurting even more but I still liked having him fucking my butt. I didn't know what I liked more, our long slow almost love making or the fast hard fuck like last night. Guess I just like having sex, any type of sex.
When I got up on the deck I saw a beehive of activity, most of the crew were busy at work and all the sails where stretched out, filled with wind. No wonder I felt the ship moving so fast. On our trip over we only had the sails fully open once but I did hear that usually on the way home with a cargo hold full of slaves the captain tried to get home as quickly as possible, not wanting to damage the precious cargo.
I saw the captain on the bridge and walked over asking him if everything was all right. He said "yes" but I could tell that something was bothering him. He told me that he decided that we needed to start making up some time and that hence forth we were going to be sailing at full mast. He was going to have a meeting with the officers and crew after he got things underway. He asked me if I had a chance to talk with Jake, making it clear he wanted me to take care of that first thing this morning. I told him that I had just gotten up and had not seen Jake but I would go looking for him now and take care of things with him.
I found Jake leaving Mr. Smith's room, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, which looked like they had a long night. Knowing how Mr. Smith was acting when he first saw Jake naked, I'm sure he fucked him many times last night. Jake was even acting a little sore this morning and he kept rubbing his butt. I don't know if that was from Mr. Smith or from the fucking that Mr. London gave him earlier.
We went into my room that the captain had given me. I don't know why, since I didn't spend any time in there and had no plans to sleep anywhere else but the captain's bed. I started telling Jake how he better shape up and to watch his mouth. He needed to shut his mouth and show respect to every officer aboard this ship or the captain will throw him overboard.
As I was talking to him I felt my cock begin to get hard thinking about last night, so I thought what the hell, I'm an officer and if I want a blow job from Jake then he was going to give me one, now. I started to unbuckle my pants and told Jake to get down to servicing me, that's when he started to give me some lip. Knowing that I couldn't let him get away with that I just slapped him and pushed him down to his knees. I looked up and saw Mr. Smith watching us from the doorway. Jake couldn't see him because his back was to the door but Mr. Smith held a finger up to his lips telling me to keep silent about him listening in on us.
I started to hit Jake in the face with my hard cock telling him to open his mouth and suck. He started going into a rampage about not having to, that Mr. Smith would make sure that he was protected and he didn't have to suck off me or any of the other bastards aboard this fucking ship. After last night he felt that Mr. Smith would do anything that he wanted.
Just as he had started his rampage Mr. Smith had returned to my room with a riding crop. When he heard Jake talking to me like that he just lost it and started to beat Jake with the crop. Jake tried to cover himself the best he could but Mr. Smith was relentless with the beating. Jake was screaming in pain as the crop made contact with his bare skin and was raising red welts where ever it touch.
Jake was trying to tell Mr. Smith to stop and that even made him angrier with Mr. Smith telling Jake that he had no right to tell him or anyone else aboard this ship what to do. From now on he was to do exactly what anyone said for him to do without a question or comment. By now some of the welts had begun to bleed from being hit a number of times and finally Mr. Smith stopped.
Jake crawled over to him begging and crying, promising to be good as the tears poured from his eyes. Mr. Smith lifted him up by the chin and looked him into his eyes saying to him one more time that this was his last chance before he went over board. He said now if I remember right Mr. Jackson wanted something from you so you better get over by him and take care of his needs.
Jake began to crawl over to me. As Mr. Smith left the room, he hit Jake one more time on his ass telling him that he better be good. Jake had jumped a little from the hit and now was kneeling before me.
He took my throbbing cock in his had and started to lick the very tip. Mr. Smith last night must have taught him a thing or two about sucking a nice hard cock because today I noticed and felt he was doing a much better job. He seemed more into his work, maybe even enjoying it. I know I was.
As Jake was licking the very tip of my hard cock I was trying to force more and more of my cock into his mouth. I was horny when I woke like most mornings and now from watching the beating he got I was that much hornier. Oh did it feel good as Jake finally let me start to fuck his mouth. I was driving my hard cock in and out of his warm mouth as he used his tongue and tried to lick my cock. His hand was busy playing with my large balls and rubbing the area between my nuts and boy hole. I felt his finger begin to play around my boy hole and knew that I would be loosing it very soon.
Sure enough, the minute his little finger found the opening to my boy hole he was rewarded with a mouthful of my hot boy cream. I held his head still as my cock spit out my boy juice filling his mouth. I let up on holding his head and he pulled off to catch his breath as my cock shot out another load onto his face. This time, not like last night, he was swallowing my load and enjoying it, even wiping the juice running down his face with his hand and then licked his hand clean of my cum.
I put my soft cock back into my pants and rubbed his head "Thank you Jake. Next time, let's not have it come to you getting a beating. You really did need to start to listen and stop opening your mouth."
I left the room with him lying on the floor crying softly. I didn't really feel bad for him, after all, he had brought this on himself.
After that it seemed that things really changed on board the ship. No longer did it seem to be a relax climate but everyone was always on edge. The captain had decided that he wanted to make time so we were going to be sailing full mast 24 hours a day. He split the three of us officers, Mr. London would have watch between 4am and noon, I would take watch noon till 8 at night then Mr. Smith would take over till morning. The captain would split his time between the three of us but ended up spending most of his time with me.
I think I did all right and learned even more about running the ship on my watch. The captain wouldn't interferer with my decision unless he thought I was making a large mistake. He did let me make small ones on my own and then later would explain to me where I had gone wrong. In my opinion he was the prefect teacher and even though our sex life had cooled a little, we still usually slept the night together and had sex at least once a day.
Even though I missed having as much sex with him and sucking out his man juices that didn't stop me from getting Jake to take care of me at least once a day, usually it was twice or more. He had really changed in the week or so we had been at sea sailing to pick up our first load of slaves.
Mr. Smith had told me that we were planning on taking about 420 slaves, 300 males, 200 females, 4 each for the captain, Mr. London, Mr. Smith, the cook, 2 for me and 2 extra for shark bait. Didn't know what he meant by that, but I was sure that in time would I find out.
As we approached the first slave trading port, I was getting all excited. I climbed up into the crow's nest so I could get a good look with the spyglass. I was amazed at the number of people in the compound and they all appeared to be moving about. It appeared that the white traders were moving people out of the compound and into the woods. They were carrying them out on makeshift gurneys.
I thought that this was rather strange and knew that maybe I should say something to the captain. This just didn't seem right to me so I climbed down and handed him the spyglass telling him what I had seen. After he looked for a couple of seconds he handed the glass to Mr. Smith and ordered the crew to once move rig the sails and to turn the ship away from the shore.
"Son of a bitch!" he said, "Those bastards look like they have a sickness in camp and are trying to cover it up. No fuck'n way are we going ashore. Turn this ship around and let's get out of here."
I was disappointed needless to say; I so much wanted to see my first slave compound but I fully understood why we couldn't go ashore. The captain thanked me, as did Mr. London and Mr. Smith. It took us a couple more days before we reached the next slave traders compound. This one was much larger and from what we could see had many more slaves whom were in better shape.
When they spotted our ship a small rowboat was launched to greet us into their compound. It appeared the captain and the trader were old friends from what I could see; they at least greeted each other that way. After a few minutes of them talking, plans were made for us to come ashore and inspect his merchandise. I've never seen so many naked people in my life. All the men were completely naked with their cocks and balls just hanging there as they walked about lining up for our inspection.
The women were also almost completely naked except for a small patch of cloth covering the spot between their legs. I never have seen so many tits in my life, small ones to large ones that hung down all floppy like. Didn't like those at all, but some of the younger women had some nice looking tits, large ones that kind of just stood up in the air not hanging at all.
We walked down the line inspecting them all. The captain would point out to some meaning he wanted to take a closer look at them later. I noticed that for the most part he was after the younger ones that appeared to me had the larger cocks and the most muscles. They all appeared to be in their mid to late teens, maybe some were in their early twenties. As we walked down the row the captain and the owner were joking and laughing especially when it came to the women.
With a few of the really good looking ones the owner would draw back the patch of cloth and stick his finger in the girl telling the captain how tight a hole this one or that one had. Once the first inspection was done I saw Mr. Smith and Matt walked over to where the ones that were picked for a second inspection. Now I knew why Matt was with us, he could speak their native tongue.
He had them line up in front of Mr. Smith who looked into their mouths, behind their ears, pulled their skin away from their cocks and made them bend over to expose their holes for him to inspect. With some of the younger well-hung guys he toyed with their cocks with his riding crop
. Mr. Smith seemed to be getting some sort of enjoyment out of getting these boys erect in front of their tribe mates. You could tell that they were embarrassed to have their hard cocks pointing out in the open, but Mr. Smith seemed to be getting enjoyment out of seeing their large cocks and these young boys.
There was one in particular that he was giving all kinds of pleasure seeing him hard and getting all excited. The boy must have been around my age yet his cock was huge. Mr. Smith just kept moving his crop back and forth on this guys cock and you could tell he was enjoying the feeling of the crop on his cock. His cock started to drip some clear fluid from its head before Mr. Smith stopped and marked in his book I believe that this was going to be a keeper.
The captain ended up buying around 100 slaves and they began to put them aboard the ship. With the little rowboats making many trips back and forth between the ship and the compound, it took the better part of the day. That evening the owner had the entire crew or at least those that were not needed to a dinner party and then afterwards the men were free to fuck any of the women they wanted. I thought about it but told the captain that I would stay aboard the ship so some other crewmember could take my place.
Early the next morning we left for the next compound. The captain was told that a sister compound of the guys we just left had many slaves that he knew we would be interested in. Maybe they even had enough to fill our complete needs. Hearing this the captain decided to pass a few of the other compounds hoping that our needs could be fill in just one more stop and then home.
It took us about 4 days to reach the compound that the other slavers told us and sure enough the place was huge. This compound even had a dock that would allow the ship to come in and tie up. Turned out the captain knew this owner also. They ran things a little different seeing the captain had some special requirements. Instead of lining up all that he had for sale he had his men just get the younger slaves for us to inspect. Once more we walked down a line of slaves picking out the ones that needed further examination.
The problem was just about ever one was worth taking a further look at so Mr. Smith had a huge job in front of him. Seemed that he was the final word on whether the captain was going to buy the slave or not. This time he didn't have time to play with some of the guys but I did notice in a few cases he spent a little more time with them and a few even got hard.
It took Mr. Smith 2 days to completely inspect the slaves and when he was done we had all that we needed or wanted to take back home. On our last night at dinner the owner said that seeing we bought over 300 slaves he was going to make a gift to us of three special slaves he had. Telling his men to bring them in walked the most beautiful woman I ever saw.
She was young; around 17 or 18 would be my guess. She had large breasts that stood out from her body with not a blemish on her. She was the daughter of a chief we were told and that she also was a virgin. When the captain got up to take a closer look at her the look she gave him was one of complete disgust. Unlike most of the other slaves, she held her head high and looked the captain right in his eyes.
When the captain reached down between her legs to feel her privates she would have attacked him except for the two men holding her. I had a very uneasy feeling about this one and for some reason I think the owner was just trying to get a problem off his hands, yet needed to make some sort of gift to the captain seeing how many slaves he bought. This would solve a couple of problems for him.
The next two were young boys, around 8 or 9 years old. Their heads were completely shaven and their tiny cocks reminded me of Jake. The owner told us that they were slaves and were personal assistants to the chief's daughter. He also said that they were trained in giving men pleasure.
The captain thanked the owner for his kind gifts and was only too happy to accept them over the objections of both Mr. London and Mr. Smith. They must have had the same feeling that I did but I kept my mouth shut. We left the next day with a cargo hold filled with bodies. We had taken on 423 slaves including the three that were given to the captain.
After a day at sea all the slaves were brought to the main deck. Guns were issued to all crewmembers including myself just in case. Once on deck the captain started a little speech for the slaves, Matt was translating the captain's word into a language they could understand. Basically he told them that he now owned them and that they could have a good life in America. Every day, they would be allowed to come up on the deck for some fresh air and to move about unless they caused any trouble. He pointed to the sea and told them that any trouble and they would be tossed overboard to feed the sharks.
That evening the captain had the women slave that he was given brought to his quarters. She was put into the sling that I had used the first time they took me. Only she was tied up with her legs spread exposing her women-hood. I was standing in the background and watched as the captain started to circle her. He was taking off of clothes as he played with those large breasts. Every so often he would run his hand down between her legs. She was struggling to get away from his advances but couldn't.
When the captain dropped his pants I saw that his cock was very hard, wanting to penetrate the slave. She also saw it and started to shake her head saying no. The captain was grabbing her breast rather hard and placed his hard cock up to her mouth. She turned her head away from his cock but that only made him laugh was he moved her head back over to his cock.
He was trying to force her mouth open around his cock but she wasn't going to cooperate with him at all. So he just moved between her legs, he put some grease on his hard cock and then applied a generous amount between her legs. She was struggling and fighting him every step of the way but that didn't stop him from lining his hard cock with her hole.
She was tied pretty securely with her legs having no place to go once they had been spread apart. I saw the captain shove his hard cock into her in one swift motion. She screamed out in pain and surprised as he started to fuck her hard. He was holding on to her breast as his cock penetrated her insides. His hips were thrust hard forcing his cock to go in and out of her but from the look on his face and hers neither one seemed to be enjoying it.
Soon his body stopped thrusting and I knew he was unloading his sperm deep within her. He grunted a few times as his cock let loose with his man juice and they were not cries of pleasure that I knew I gave him. He thrust a few more times before pulling his softening cum covered cock out of her. He turned and looked at me asked, "Well you want a little piece of her?"
"YES" I yelled as I peel off my clothes, I never fucked before and sure wanted to. I was not about to let this opportunity pass me by. I was out of my clothes in no time with my hard cock pointed at my face. As I walked over to her I felt my cock twitching wanting to get into her. From the look on her face I think she was rather surprised at the size of my cock or that she was going to get fucked again only this time by me.
I wasted no time in applying grease to my cock much like the captain had done to his. I lined up my cock with her hole and began to push my hard cock into her. About half way in I had to stop otherwise I was going to be shooting my load already. The captain saw me stop and told me "No boy, fuck her hard, she's not your wife! Just fuck her."
"Sorry captain sir I have to stop or it's all going to be over with."
"Is she your first, woman Cory?'
"Yes sir, and I'm loving it so far."
My cock had calmed down a little and I started to thrust my cock into her hole. Damn the feeling was unbelievable, not at all like Jakes mouth but hot and warm all over. I felt that I wasn't going to last very long and sure enough after just a few thrusts I couldn't hold back any more. My hard cock started to erupt deep within her. Damn that felt good as I let out cries of pleasure. My cock was still pumping in and out of her when I had stopped shooting.
My cock hadn't gone soft much like the first time with Jake and I just kept thrusting into her body. Now I was playing with those large breasts. I wondered if it would be ok for me to take them into my mouth. I leaned over her and brought my mouth close to her left tit. She saw my mouth approach her tit and she started to try and move away from my mouth. I just grabbed her tit with my hand and brought my mouth down.
The captain must have seen me sucking her tit and said "Bite the nipple, some women like that Cory. Bite it hard."
I was kind of enjoying biting her large nipple but I don't think she was from her actions or I should say her reactions. She still was struggling to get away from me but was unable to. Her hole was no longer as tight as it was to begin with maybe from the captain juice and my first load I wasn't sure. But it appeared that she was beginning to enjoy having my cock pumping into her. I could almost feel her body pressing back into mine as my cock drove as deep as possible into her.
This time I lasted a lot longer and was getting all kinds of pleasure from having her body wrapped completely around my cock. The whole time I was wondering what it would be like having Jackson under me as I fucked his body. Would he be reacting like her with at first struggling to get away them almost laying back and enjoying the feeling of my hard cock in him?
I felt my cock harden even more and the feeling in my balls that my time was near I thrust faster and soon my juice once more began spitting from my cock deep in her. This time she was trying not to moan but I'm sure I heard a few of them escape from her lips. I held her tits as my cock was shooting load after load of my boy seed.
I pulled out of her and fell back exhausted from the fucking I gave her. Now I knew why the captain acted like he did after fucking me. I was drained and just wanted to layback and chill out, catching my breath. The captain looked at me as I sat on the bed with my legs spread apart and my soft cock hanging between them.
"Should I cut her down or you want to go again?"
"Cut her sir, I don't think I could even though I want too."
I watched the naked captain pull his knife from his pants lying next to his pants on the floor. He was walking around her cutting the leather straps that held her in place. As he cut them she began to rub the sore spots from the leather holding her in place. He threw the knife on the table making the point stick into the wooden table top, and walked over to the window with his back facing us. I wondered what he was thinking about?
Once her legs were set free she brought them down and closed them, almost trying to hide her hole from our view. I did see enough to know that my juice was flowing from her hole; I was kind of surprised how much I must have shot in her. I shut my eyes to reflect back on my first women and knew that I was just like the captain in that I was going to be enjoying fucking for a long time to come.
When I opened my eyes I saw that the slave was walking over to the captain with the knife in her hand. Without thinking I yelled out to the captain and moved as fast as I could to get her. Things move so fast at this point I don't know exactly what happened except that she turned towards me and slashed out with the knife cutting my stomach.
I jumped backwards to avoid her second swipe and must have hit something on the floor. My legs came out from under me and the back of my head hit the tabletop. As I was passing out I was thinking that I was dying.
To be continued??
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