Message-ID: <42566asstr$1053544203@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <014401c31f9a$1ec64200$6501a8c0@serena> From: "Shon" <shonrichardshsd@earthlink.net> X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V6.00.2600.0000 X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Wed, 21 May 2003 09:08:48 -0400 Subject: {ASSM} "Her Cabin Boy" (11/21) M/F, Femdom, Bondage, Humiliation X-Original-Subject: {ASSM} "Her Cabin Boy" M/F, Femdom, Bondage, Humiliation Date: Wed, 21 May 2003 15:10:03 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2003/42566> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: RuiJorge, newsman <1st attachment, "HerCabinBoy11.txt" begin> This story is copyrighted by me, Shon Richards. Please don't plunder it for your own pleasure. I wrote this story a few years ago and even though I know I can write better, I think it has a certain charm. This is part of a FINISHED novella that involves a male sub, one eccentric female Captain and a ship full of sexually adventurous women. Yes, it's that kind of story. There's bondage, domination, spanking, oral sex, anal sex, orgies, pirate lingerie and even a little romance. What there isn't any of are pedophilia, nonconsensual sex, and anything involving former food. Big thanks to Souvie and Pami who always had an interest in this story and bugged me to post it. Big thanks to Alexis who told me I could do better. Even bigger thanks to Alicia who thought it was quite good and gave it one last edit. A big thanks to all the Thigh Vs. Thigh fans who let me know that funny erotica had an audience. I hope this story entertains them as much as Amy and Bethany did. I am also currently storing this story at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/ShonRichards/ where you can find every part up to now. I happily read any e-mail sent me and even manage to respond promptly. "Her Cabin Boy" Part 11 By Shon Richards My next day was far more stressful than what Amy faced the night before. Today was an exercise day. I might have forgotten about the humiliations I participated in during the crew meeting, but Second Mate Gonzales certainly didn't. She still held a grudge against me for making her climax in front of Captain Drake. Drake must truly know how to irritate those who served under her for Gonzales made sure I suffered as much as she did. The exercise was punishing, much harder than usual. I couldn't move fast enough for the Hispanic fitness instructor. Her hand was always coming down on my moving buttocks with painful slaps. While I did push-ups, she would spank me. When I jogged, she would spank me. When I lifted weights, she would spank my thighs. Even when I did sit-ups, Gonzales found a way to strike at what little of my ass was exposed sitting down. I made the mistake of asking about the 'incentives' that normally accompanied my exercises. That only made her spank me faster. The only thing that broke up the abuse was a new exercise. Gonzales taught me the basics of fencing. Using extremely safe rapiers with dull points, Gonzales gave me a crash course in how to defend myself. I have to admit it was very fun. It felt good to be able to fight back for once. All of my frustration came out as I dueled with the Latin terror. True, she was very muscular, and could break me in half with her tanned powerful arms, but I discovered that fencing relied more on agility than brute strength. It was easy to score hits off of Gonzales and even easier to score hits by hitting her luscious breasts. My natural skills with fencing came as a surprise to me and they annoyed Gonzales. She cut my exercise period short by about thirty minutes, ordering me to the showers. I gladly took the reprieve. The cold water of the shower helped cool the welts I had on my ass. It also soothed the erection my cock developed. Even when she was being a bitch and spanking me, Gonzales still turned me on with her dark, sultry beauty. I checked back in with Captain Drake after my exercises. She was entertaining a new girl, one I hadn't seen before. The girl wasn't familiar, but then, there wasn't much to recognize her from. She was a redhead, and she was tied facedown on the dinner table. Drake was standing by the table; delivering lashes with her crop. A red ass criss-crossed with lashes looks pretty much like anyone else's. "Hello cabin boy," Drake purred. "I'm punishing a crew woman who fell asleep during the night watch last night. Melanie will keep me busy for a couple of hours, so you can take the afternoon off. Just be sure to get a lunch plate from Chef Gibson, and bring it here. Then you can do what you wish for the rest of the afternoon." "Aye, aye Captain!" I said. I even saluted. That's how happy I was to get a break. I hurried down to the kitchen as fast as I could. Chef Gibson already had a lunch platter ready. I think she always had one ready in case Drake ever got hungry. I took the platter with Gibson's permission. The chef was so busy, I doubted she even noticed me asking. I didn't get half way down the hall from the kitchen when the best part of my day occurred. I ran into Leigh. The gorgeous blonde was wearing a low cut, shoulderless white blouse, edged with ruffles. The shirt was tight enough to reveal the beauty of her heavy breasts and nipples. Leather shorts complete with an oversized belt buckle added to her pirate costume. The boots she wore were sexy and had gold buckles. Gold hoops hung from her ears, while her long blonde hair hung freely around her face. "You certainly look the part of a pirate today," I said with a smile. "Ha!" Leigh laughed. "You have no room to talk. You're wearing a checkered t-shirt, dark khakis and even a bandana! All you need is a parrot." She was right. Barely a week out at sea and I was already dressing like a pirate without even thinking about it. A bandana? What the Hell was I thinking? I was becoming entrenched in Drake's fantasy without even realizing it. "All right, I guess I look as silly as you do," I said. When I realized what I said, I blushed. "I meant, you look like a pirate, but you're a better looking one than I am. You're the prettiest girl on this ship." I blushed again. In my rush to apologize for calling her silly, I complimented her too much. At least, more than you should compliment a girl when you're interested in her. I had come on too strongly, and now I didn't know what to say. "Thank you, William," Leigh said, her smile making her whole face glow. "That's the nicest thing anyone has said to me here. Got some free time? I was going to go see a movie." Before I could answer, a voice I dreaded to hear said "Cabin Boy! What are you doing there with that platter?" I turned and it was First Mate Vogel! The stern brunette was wearing a bright green bikini top with a wrap around white skirt on her hips. She was scowling at me, which was usual. I was just extra afraid of her since my encounter with Gonzales. Vogel was a bitch to deal with normally. I was scared to see how bad she could be when she was pissed off. "Hello First Mate," I stammered out. "I have to bring this platter to Drake before I can have the afternoon off. The Captain ordered it so she can continue punishing the girl who feel asleep." Vogel surprised me by smiling. "I wanted to watch Drake while she did that," she said. "I'll take the platter since it's on my way. You go ahead and have fun." Her pleasant tone was so odd. I was immediately uncomfortable. "Are you sure?" I asked. "Captain Drake did order me to do it." "Didn't Drake tell you personally that you are to obey me as if you were obeying her?" Vogel snapped. Her stance changed, her hand going to her sword belt. "Okay, sure," I said quickly. I handed her the platter. "Um, thanks." Vogel didn't even acknowledge my thanks; she just turned and stormed off. She must have been in a hurry to see Drake and the poor crew woman. I was just glad Vogel's attention was on someone else for a change. "Ready for that movie now?" Leigh asked. I nodded, and was surprised when Leigh put her arm in mine. Maybe it didn't mean much to her, but the close contact of our interlocked arms was electric to me. Perhaps it's because every woman on the ship avoided me and that Drake wasn't the type to touch me often that I found myself craving the simple contact Leigh provided by holding my arm. More likely, I was just head- over-heels for the lovely girl. "I didn't know we had a place to watch movies on board," I said when we arrived at our destination. It was a large room with a huge screen at one end. There were chairs, benches and rugs set up through the room. Leigh selected a rug and we sat down together. "That's because you don't actually help sail the ship," Leigh answered. "This is where they held classes for us in groups of twenty. I learned port from starboard, how many whistles signal the crew for emergencies and probably enough knot tying to keep the whole crew in bondage. Now they use this room to show movies to help kill the time. I bet you can guess what all the movies have in common." I smiled. "They're all pirate movies?" "Wow, you are smart," Leigh laughed. It was nice to hear sarcasm without the threat of embarrassment. The movie itself was awful. It was a black and white tale about a group of pirates who were led by a dashing romantic hero. The hero only fought the British, slaughtering them by the handful. There was a female love interest, some captured noble woman, and I chuckled when I thought about how Drake would change the woman's wardrobe. In the end, there was bloodshed, cannon fire and of course, the romantic kiss while the sun was in the background. All in all, it was terribly unrealistic and overly dramatic. The sad thing is, it was also a lot of fun. When it was over, I turned to Leigh with a rather acute embarrassment. Somehow, since Drake was my immediate boss and I knew her best, I felt partially responsible for her obsession. The problem was, no explanation could suffice for the unbelievable qualities of that film. "That was pretty exciting," Leigh said, surprising me. My face must have had an odd expression, because she blushed slightly. "Well, it was hokey, sure. I mean, you got all those pirates and they all looked clean and freshly shaven. What I liked was the pure adventure. Ships appeared out of nowhere, treasure was waiting to be discovered and there was a beautiful woman to be rescued. I can see why Captain Drake wanted to capture some of that magic." "Has she?" I asked. "I mean, do you feel the same excitement on this ship that we saw in the movie?" "Oh most certainly!" she said. Leigh brushed her long hair out of her face, a gesture I found quite erotic in its simplicity. "In the movie, the pirates never knew when they would be in a ship battle and might die. Here, you never know when Drake might organize something like the poker game last night. Sure, three girls had a chance to win gold, but they also ran the risk of being sex slaves to the rest of the crew." "That's right, I forgot about Sidney," I interrupted. "She had to serve the entire crew last night. How did that go?" Leigh looked away, embarrassed. She placed a finger in her mouth as she debated telling me. Her innocence and tact were a breath of fresh air after dealing with Captain Drake. I didn't pressure her, but I was sure she was going to tell me anyway. She had a look of mischief on her face that reminded me of Drake when she had something devious to brag about. "Everyone got a turn with Sidney," Leigh whispered. "Most of them made her perform oral sex, while some had her do kinky stuff like sucking their toes or eating their ass. What I did was let someone sit on Sidney's face while I played with her breasts. They were so round and attractive, I was curious what it would be like to touch them. I mean, guys always loved to touch mine, I was curious what the big deal was. Sidney was too busy eating women to protest, so I played with her tits for as long as I liked." My cock was growing inside my shorts as she talked. She was leaning very close to me, and I was aware of her own breasts pressing against my arm. The thought of this lovely lady feeling another woman's breasts was turning me on. It was almost as erotic as the warmth of her breath as she whispered. "Did you like it?" I asked quietly. "Very much so," Leigh confirmed. "They were so soft, and also kind of heavy. I played with her nipples very lightly, and they became hard quickly. I'm kind of embarrassed to admit this, but I was proud of myself for making her nipples harden. I can see why guys spend so much time there. I'll certainly not mind the next time a guy plunders my chest!" She laughed at her joke, and I laughed with her. I laughed to help cover how aroused she had made me. I could just picture her with Sidney, playing with the brunette's breasts, experimenting as she kneaded and pulled. "There you are cabin boy!" I heard Drake. I jumped to my feet. My hands were crossed in front of me, trying to conceal the monster erection Leigh had inspired in me. Drake was standing in the doorway with a smug looking Vogel behind her. I couldn't understand why Drake looked so pissed. "First Mate Vogel told me what you did, Cabin boy," Drake said. I noticed she was carrying her black paddle with the skull and crossbones on it. "What was that, Captain?" I asked. "She told me how you told her that I had ordered you to find her and tell her to bring a platter up," Drake said, crossing the room. The other members of the crew parted from where I was. All except Leigh. "But," Leigh said but I stopped her with a touch on her arm. "Is that what she said?" I asked. I was kicking myself. Damn! That was a simple framing! I saw now how Vogel planned to get her revenge, and there wasn't a damn thing I could do. It would be my word versus that of her First Mate. I'm sure it didn't help that Leigh was found sitting here with me. That was why I hushed my friend. I knew I was screwed, and I didn't want her to catch any of it. "That's what my First Mate said when I questioned her," Drake said. Now she was standing in front of me. Wow, she was still beautiful even when she was about to kick my ass. "It appears I have been too easy with you, boy. You will have to be punished as an example to the crew." I raised my chin. "I accept my punishment for the good of the crew," I said. "Your crime of shirking your duty and passing it to another is a terrible offense," Drake said loudly, speaking to everyone assembled there. "But your willingness to accept punishment is commendable. Strip your pants down William, and bend over." This part was always the hardest. I unbuckled my shorts in front of the crowded room, keep my eyes down the entire time. It was extremely hard to do so with Leigh in the room. Being humiliated in front of my only friend was a new level of shame for me. My hard cock popped free from my underwear, to the appreciative whistles of the other women. I bent over as quickly as I could to hide my cock, but now that just left my ass exposed. I was extremely self- conscious about my ass showing, but there was nothing I could do. A wave of helplessness washed over me, along with anger at Vogel who had set me up. "I'm already tired from spanking today," Drake said. "Here's the paddle, Leigh. Give him ten good slaps." "Me, Captain?" Leigh asked, surprise in her voice. "Yes, you!" Drake snapped. "And don't go easy on him. If I think you're going soft on him, I'll let every woman here have ten spanks with him. So do your best if you want him to suffer the least." My eyes were clenched as Drake talked. Part of me hoped Leigh would spank me, to avoid being spanked by everyone. A deeper part of me hoped she would balk, as I don't think I could stand to have the sexy girl spanking my ass. I was terribly vulnerable, bent over, grabbing my ankles. It seemed like an eternity before Leigh made her decision. "Yes, Captain," I heard from Leigh. Then the first blow hit my ass. It was a strong blow that nearly knocked me over with its force. My ass was already sore from my workout with Gonzales. Leigh's blow just brought that pain crashing back. I cried out, and instantly felt shame for crying out from the first blow. One thing was certain, Leigh wasn't going easy on me. The next blow followed immediately, as did the next. I clenched my eyes and bit my lip but still I cried out from each slap. I could feel the eyes of the crew on me, knowing that the assembled women were staring at my reddening ass. The welts I already had were covered with new ones, bringing me indescribable pain. After the fifth slap, I lost count of the blows. All I knew of the world was the heat in my exposed ass. "That was almost brutal," Drake complimented. Only when I heard her voice did I realize the spanking had stopped. "Now Vogel, take William to the Brig and have him bound standing up. Make sure he has a full erection, and put a cock ring on him. Leave him like that till nightfall." "That's it?" Vogel said incredulously. Drake turned a cold eye towards Vogel. "I know that for William, boredom is the worst punishment you can give him. The erection will give him reason to think about how if he had obeyed his Captain, he might have had a chance to use it. Now do it, and don't presume to tell your Captain how she should punish her cabin boy!" After Drake's admonishment, Vogel quietly led me away to the brig. I had to leave my pants behind, of course. Following behind Vogel bare-assed, I was subjected to many snickers from passing crew women. Those that didn't snicker simply watched, many of them with a look of dread. They knew I was going to be punished, and for some reason, that shamed me even more. I wanted to scream that I was set up, that I was being punished unfairly, but I knew I couldn't. By herself, Vogel roughly bound me as the Captain had ordered. She selected a smooth metal post with a raised platform for me to stand on. This meant that when I stood with my back to the pole, my cock was pointing straight across from her chest. It made my nudity all the more unmistakable, as my bare crotch was that much closer to eye level with anyone passing by. My hands were tied behind me with soft fur-covered cuffs, which were fastened on a hook so that I couldn't slide down the pole and sit. My ass was pressed against the cold metal, and I bit my tongue to keep from crying out at the cold touch on my hot welts. From a box, Vogel retrieved a cock ring and snapped it onto my hard cock. She smirked at my erection, and I felt myself blush. What kind of a pervert was I that I had an erection now of all times? "Why did you set me up?" I asked Vogel, not expecting an answer. Vogel looked to the door before answering. "It was to teach you a lesson," she said. "Never forget, Drake can be manipulated by her jealousy and her stupid pirate obsession. I, on the other hand, am in control of my emotions. I run this ship because I don't waste time and energy playing games. Keep that in mind the next time you cross me, or I ask you to do something that Drake might not like." She left then, while I was stunned on the pole. I had never seen such treachery on this ship! Her utter contempt for Drake also surprised me, as well as frightened me. She was right; Drake was easy to manipulate, and I knew that if I tried to report Vogel, nothing good could come of it. I also didn't like the last bit she said. It sounded too much like she would be asking me to disobey Drake in the future, a thought that frightened me more than Vogel's vengeance. An hour passed by, and my legs began to get a little sore. My cock was trapped by the cock ring, and it was distracting me terribly with the constant arousal. I found myself fantasizing about what I could have done with my free time if I hadn't fallen for Vogel's trap. I thought about sneaking to the bathrooms with Machiko, or maybe helping Drake punish her crew. Briefly I fantasized about Leigh, but it was too painful. I was so humiliated to be stripped and spanked in front of her. The second hour was pretty much like the first - boring. Halfway through the third hour, after I had hummed all the songs I knew, the door to the brig opened. I tensed myself, expecting Drake to punish me or worse, Vogel to mock me. To my relief and shock, it was Leigh who entered. "Leigh? What are you doing here?" I asked. "Get out before you get into any trouble!" A frown was on her lovely face. "I had to check on you," she said. "I feel so bad for getting you into trouble. It's all my fault!" I smiled, feeling in a much better mood. Leigh was worried about me! "It's not your fault," I said. "Vogel set me up and I fell for it because I enjoy spending time with you so much. It's my fault if anyone is to blame. I should have suspected something from that bitch Vogel." Leigh came closer, and I became more aware of my nudity. I felt ashamed that my cock was so erect in her presence, even though I knew the ring was partially to blame. She didn't seem to see my cock though. Her blue eyes were looking straight up at my face. "Then you're not mad about the spanking?" she asked. I laughed. "No, I know you were just trying to save me from being spanked by the crew," I said. "I can't thank you enough. I know if I was in your shoes, I wouldn't have been able to do it." A smile broke on her face as her worries disappeared. Leigh then jumped up on the platform and gave me a crushing hug. The feel of her arms around me was almost as blissful as the press of her large breasts against me. Wow, I couldn't believe how worried she was for me! "I'm so glad you don't blame me," Leigh said, her face buried in my chest. "You're the best friend I have on this ship." With all this close contact, my cock throbbed against her waist. I blushed as Leigh broke her hug and looked down. I started to stutter an explanation but Leigh ignored me. "Hush, it's not your fault the big guy noticed me," she said. Big guy? A woman's never called my cock a big guy before. I decided I liked it. My enjoyment lasted for about five seconds, because she then unfastened the cock ring. "What are you doing?" I whispered. The door was closed, but I whispered out of sheer terror. "It's not right for you to be punished," Leigh said, setting the ring on the floor. She then grabbed my cock. "The least I can do is make it up to you." Before I could ask her any more questions, she began stroking my cock with her hands. I moaned instantly, my hours of arousal finally being relieved. I couldn't believe this sexy girl was touching my cock! "Leigh, you'll get in trouble too, and I couldn't stand it if that happened," I whispered between moans. "Then we better be quick," she said, an impish smile on her lips. "Afterwards, we'll get you hard again and put the ring back on. You'll still be turned on, but at least you'll get a small reprieve." "We'll have to be fast, so that no one will notice," I breathed between gasps. Her hands were stroking me quickly, a nice soothing motion from base to tip. "I know how to make it faster," Leigh said. She bent her head down and started licking at the base of my cock, her hand still stroking me. I moaned and pulled at my cuffs. God it felt good! Her tongue lovingly covered my balls with her saliva. Her hand slowed in it's stroking, jerking only the tip of my cock. Leigh's tongue moved up, licking my cock slowly. She kissed and licked every inch, tilting my cock this way and that so she could get the entire circumference of my cock wet. Looking down, I watched as her blonde head moved and darted around my cock. Occasionally, her blue eyes would see me, and she would smile a friendly storm at my gasping face. From my angle I could also look straight down her low cut blouse and into her impressive cleavage. She wasn't wearing a bra, and I could see the weight of her breasts sag as she bent over. The licking continued up my cock till Leigh reached my tip. She flicked her tongue over the small opening of my penis and I pulled futilely at my cuffs. It was so hard to stand there while she was doing such wonderful things to my cock. I wanted to touch her, I wanted to grab those lovely breasts, I wanted to hold her head to my cock and most importantly, I wanted to shower the gorgeous blonde with kisses. Instead, all I could do was thrust uselessly, and shift my knees as I tried to hold myself up. "Ready?" Leigh asked, and before I could respond, she placed my cock into her lips. My knees buckled as her wet, warm mouth engulfed me. She deep- throated me easily, my cock disappearing into those luscious lips. Her breasts bounced inside her shirt, against my bare legs. Back and forth her mouth moved; her breasts bouncing against me the whole time. Her hands moved to behind me, clutching my ass and pulling me to her. I watched, fascinated, by the friend I had who was willing to suck me in order to lessen my suffering. Ever since the first day I had seen her, I had wanted to be intimate with her. Now it was finally happening, and all because of a misplaced sense of guilt. It could be easy to love a girl like that. I couldn't take such pleasure for long. I gritted my teeth, trying to quiet the cry of ecstasy I was feeling. My cock jetted a stream of cum, which Leigh faithfully lapped. Her head slowed, but didn't stop moving. As her lips stroked my cock, I continued to empty myself; my buttocks clenching with each expulsion. The suction of her mouth seemed stronger and her breasts seemed larger as they continued to bounce against my leg. She kept me in her mouth till my cock melted to nothing. "Feel better," she asked, wiping a stray bit of cum from her lips. To my continued surprise, she licked the cum from her finger. "Yes," I groaned. "Thank you Leigh. I don't care what happens to me now. When this is all over, remind me take you out sometime." The blonde beauty smiled. "I'll hold you to that promise. But first, we have to get you hard again." I laughed, knowing that wouldn't be a problem. In fact, after just a few encouraging strokes and a few kisses from Leigh, my cock was back to full attention. I was a little sore, but I was immensely satisfied. I didn't mind when Leigh snapped the ring back on, for I had plenty of memories to keep me company. "Goodbye William, I hope to see you tomorrow," Leigh said, kissing me on the cock as she left. I said goodbye as well, and watched her until she had left the room. I lost track of time after that. Leigh occupied my thoughts, while Vogel occupied my dreams. My legs became very sore from all the standing and leaning on the metal pole did little to ease my discomfort. In time, I became bored again, but I was certainly happier. If Leigh was willing to give me a blowjob when I was being punished, then maybe she would go out with me! Drake eventually entered the brig, looking as beautiful and deadly as ever. My heart raced, and I felt guilty. I just prayed that something wouldn't give away what Leigh had done. No matter what Vogel thought of our Captain, I was still in fear of the stern older woman. "You've had a long day, cabin boy," Drake said as she ripped off the cock ring. "Just keep this lesson in mind when you think next to disobey me." "I'm sorry Captain, it'll never happen again," I said meekly as she undid my cuffs. I rubbed the circulation back into my wrists. "Don't be so timid, William," Drake said with a surprising measure of kindness. "You've served your punishment, and you might learn your lesson. Nothing else has changed. You're still my cabin boy. By tomorrow, I'll have begun to forget about it, and so will the rest of the crew." Then, as to prove her point, Drake pulled my head to her lips. She kissed me hard, as we stood there in the brig. I was torn by guilt over my indiscretion with Leigh, yet at the same time overwhelmed by the sexuality of the powerful Captain. Her kiss was powerful, demanding and sensual. Only till I was breathless did she break the kiss. "Now go get something to eat and get some rest," Drake said, slapping my ass kindly. "Tomorrow is going to be a busy day." Just like that, all was forgiven. I shook my head. The women in my life were crazy. To be continued, <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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