Eternal Slave Ch. 07 - Ménage à 4

Out on the ocean there was a pirate ship bearing down on us. I wasn't paying attention to it, and neither were they. They could have dropped a bomb on the boat, and we'd gone on being horny and acting out this love triangle, even if we had to hold on to an oar to keep us afloat.

"And how do I make you feel, private?"

"Safe, Ma'am," he said. "I know that you have all power over me, but that you are a kind mistress. Firm, but kind. I never want to leave your side. I love you."

He kissed her throat on the other side now. Once again the Captain looked at me, and once again she ignored me. As she exposed her white skin to him, her braid fell down towards us, swinging.

Jiang didn't have to be asked twice. His right hand ripped apart my grip on the mast as he grabbed the braid. Then he held it lightly in his hand and used the end, where the fine, soft paintbrush emerged from the thin band, to sweep up and down his erect cock, causing himself to shiver and writhe.

"Will you let me unbraid it, Ma'am?" he said. "Only this once?"

"No, private," she said. "Keep your hands off the band."

"Please, Ma'am. Seeing your hair loose would mean everything to me."

"I'm sorry, private," she said. "That would be too intimate for me." When she shifted her head this time, she did not meet my gaze.

"I understand, Ma'am," Jiang said and let go of the braid. Instead he did his best to reach out and pull her close by grasping at her belt, but she avoided him.

"Are you forgetting the rules, private?" she said. "I make all the decisions."

"Sorry, Ma'am. I just need you. Need you so bad. I want to see you naked."

"We're in a public place, private, and your eyes are uncovered," she said. "Besides, no man gets to see me naked. Grab my braid again. I like it when you touch it."

"Yes, Ma'am."

"What was that, private?" she said.

"Ma'am?" Jiang said.

"Private Sam, what was that?" She pulled at my green tie. Once. Hard.

I started. It was just like being caught napping in third period maths. "I just made a sound, Ma'am."

"A sound, private?"

"It sounded like a moan, Ma'am," Jiang added, helpful as always.

"Was it a moan, private?"

"Yes, Ma'am."

"Why is that, private?"

"I'm horny, Ma'am." I said. "Very horny."

There was a long pause while no-one looked at Midnight Glow.

"And, private?" Captain Ember said.

"I want to have sex with you. I need to have sex with you."

There another long pause. The pirate ship was still a little ways off, but it was clear they were gaining on us. The long hair of the woman on the standard was gesturing to me in the wind.

"Your needs are immaterial, private," Captain Ember said. "Please keep your moans inaudible from now on."

"Yes, Ma'am."

"What an attention-seeker, eh, Ma'am?" Jiang said and leered at her.

I wanted to find his fingers and break them, one after the other.

"I am aroused now, private," Captain Ember said. "You may pull my pants down. My uniform shirt will offer me ample privacy."

"Thank you, Ma'am!" Jiang said.

I have to admit that I wanted to jerk my hands forward so that he was unable to reach her pants with his fingers, but that would have been too obvious a protest. Instead I had to stand there, head halfway turned, watching the Chinese guy fiddle with belt buckles and buttons while the beautiful redhead kissed his throat. Once again Captain Ember's pale skin had gotten that red, hot flush. Her hand was playing with his tie, almost as if she wanted to strangle him for her own pleasure. Just seeing her excited pushed certain buttons in my brain.

When he was done, she helped pull the rough pants down her smooth, slim, white thighs, her heavy shirt obstructing my view. Jiang began waving his cock at her, pushing it against the shirt, desperate to be allowed in.

Stop it, I thought. Break it off, Captain Ember. Tell him you were just teasing him, tell him you were just punishing the new guy, private Sam, me, for consorting with the enemy. Tell him that I have been properly punished, and now the time has come to do what you'd planned to all along: Fuck me instead.

That didn't happen. Of course not. Instead she used her hand to guide him under the hem of the shirt, and then even further as she pushed her body against his, her firm breasts on his lean chest.

"Thank you, Ma'am," Jiang moaned, a touch of vulnerable desperation in his voice.

"The appreciation is mutual, private. Your vaginal intrusions are always most cherished. Please proceed with the drill."

He was a drill, all right. A few inches taller than her, he was able to bend his legs and get a good swing on his pelvis as he started what turned out to be an endless beat of rhythmic, smooth thrusts.

Captain Ember stood up on her toes as he pulled out, then slid down, her legs squeezing and squeezing his cock. Her cheek found his chest. Her hands sought his butt. The braid kept swinging. I could have grasped it.

I didn't like it, not at all. Why wasn't she disappointed with him? Why wasn't she growing cold, losing interest? Why wasn't she stopping, explaining in kind terms that he just didn't do it for her anymore? Not after she'd gotten her first taste of private Sam, the man who'd Ruined Her To All Other Men.

She did nothing of the sort. She loved it. I could feel her heat and her lust all the way to my soul. The single, red hair from her head that was sewn in my tie set the leash I was wearing aflame with sex.

Suddenly she stopped Jiang by pushing him against the mast, refusing his next thrust. Her hand shot out and grabbed my tie. Her thumb tightened the full Windsor. "What is this, private?"

"Ma'am?" I said.

"Another moan, private," Captain Ember said. Her voice was calm.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am," I said.

"Please let me go on," Jiang pleaded.

"Silence, private!" Her tone was not so calm anymore.

We took a few breaths, all three of us. Midnight Glow was staring up the mast, saying nothing, most likely thinking everything. In particular how to cut people up into small pieces and feeding them to the fish.

"No more moaning, private," she said.

"No, Ma'am," I said.

She fell back. Jiang couldn't wait to get going again, his body full of frayed nerves.

One thing had changed, though. Captain Ember's hand still held my tie. A firm grip. I could feel the added weight around my neck. And I enjoyed it. It was obvious what was going to happen.

Captain Ember stopped. Jiang groaned. The Captain's hand tightened the knot.

"I told you, private!" she said. "No more moaning!"

"No, Ma'am," I said.

Now her hand started to tug at my tie to the same beat Jiang kept with his thrusts. I closed my eyes for a moment and imagined being her dog. Walking on the leash, being dragged along, being helpless and treated as nothing more than an animal.

"No! More! Moaning!"

Once more the knot tightened, and now it was getting harder to breathe. If she strangled me, if I died like this, my only regret would be that I was not inside her as I passed away. Damn it, but I could understand those male spiders who went on fucking their women while they had their heads bitten off.

"No! More! Moaning!"

I couldn't speak, couldn't do anything but gasp. And moan.

"No! More! Moaning!"

She let up a little. Her hand moved down the tie until it came to the pointy end. With me lowering my head, she was able to grasp both it and my cock in her fist. Her touch was like a hot steel fist inside a cool satin glove.

"No! More! Moaning!"

With a fury I don't think she knew she was feeling, she started to pump my cock at, well, at least thrice the speed that Jiang managed to fuck her. Then he sped up. Then she sped up. The he began throwing his head around, groaning and gasping. Then she roared at him, or at me, gripping me so hard my foreskin had a hard time running up and down my shaft without catching fire. A very hard, delicious time.

"Come for me, private Jiang! Come!" She was yelling now, and Jiang roared like a wounded lion in response as he started to shoot into her, his thrusts desperate and hard, his butt slamming into the mast.

"You're a disobedient slave, private Sam!" Captain Ember shouted.

Her hand was relentless. I was way beyond where I would normally produce my spoonfuls, but she just kept taking me higher.

"I told you not to moan!"

With every downward movement of her hand, the tie pulled at my neck, reminding me I was a leashed slave dog. It was the sexiest way of getting a whiplash ever invented.

"I will punish you, private Sam! Severely!" Captain Ember shouted.

I just moaned and moaned, begged her to use me after him. Punish me any way you want as long as I could have what Jiang was having right now.

"You're my property, private Sam! Never forget that!" she shouted.

I told her how this was true. Told her so loud and clear that Midnight Glow could not help but hear it. Told her so loud that the all the pirates on the ship chasing us had to hear.

As Jiang finally stopped coming, his whole body softening, calming down, Captain Ember stepped away from him, her hand finally letting go of me and my tie.

I sobbed in frustration.

"Well," she said in her precise and professional voice. "I now have private Jiang's powers, and the enemy is still some distance off. Ms Midnight Glow, can I ask you to change your mind with respect to using him? Ease of movement might come in handy in a little while."

"Why," Midnight Glow said and rose, steadying herself against the rolling sea. She faced Captain Ember with a straight back, with not a single look for me while I groaned and writhed in my need. "I do believe I accept your offer. I will use private Jiang."

"Please," Captain Ember said and motioned towards the bound Chinese man. "He's all yours, Ma'am. His services are most satisfactory."

"Thank you, Captain," Midnight Glow said and walked over to Jiang, not looking at me.

Captain Ember sat down at the rear end of the boat to keep watch over the Sea Hag's pirate ship as it caught up with us. That also meant that she was right in front of me, that her red braid was swaying and dancing in the wind, that I could see her flawless face in profile as she ignored me.

"Hi," Glow said, putting a hand on the mast above Jiang's head. "I believe we haven't been properly introduced."

"No," Jiang said. "I guess we haven't."

"My name is Midnight Glow, I'm from... Slave Fountain."

"My name is Jiang. I'm a... slave."

"Are you, now?" Glow said.

"I am indeed," Jiang said.

"Yet, you have a certain attitude abut you, haven't you?" Glow said.

"Maybe I do. What do you mean?" Jiang said.

"You call her 'Ma'am', but what about me?" Glow said.

"Some of the women who use me don't like the term, some make me use a favorite one of theirs," Jiang said.

"I'll make it easy for you. I'll let you call me what you think is appropriate," Glow said.

"How about 'beautiful'?" Jiang said.

"That works for me," Glow said.

"Thank you, beautiful," Jiang said.

"You think I am beautiful, do you?" Glow said.

"I do indeed," Jiang said.

"Well, then. Since you have such a sweet tongue, why don't you tell me all about my beauty," Glow said. "I love being flattered."

"You have the most amazing body I have ever seen in a woman, your eyes are stunning, and those lips were made to kiss me," Jiang said without missing a beat.

"Were they? More than Captain Ember's lips, you mean?" Glow said.

"A gentleman never tells," Jiang said, "but a rascal always prefers the woman he's with."

"You're a rascal, are you?" Glow said.

"I've got a diploma on my wall that says I am," Jiang said.

"How did you know I was weak for rascals?" Glow said.

"How did you know I was weak for woman that pout?" Jiang said.

"If you're so weak for my pout, why are you so small and floppy down below?" Glow said.

"Perhaps because you're not using that pout down below?" Jiang said.

"You've got a lot of nerve asking for me for fellatio, being tied up like this!"

"I don't, really. I just like to shock beautiful women. It makes them blush," Jiang said.

"Am I blushing?" Glow said.

"Not yet," Jiang said.

"Let me tell you a secret. I don't blush easily," Glow said.

"I'll take that as a challenge," Jiang said.

"And how are you going to take on that challenge?" Glow said.

"Some women blush when you give them compliments," Jiang said.

"Such as," Glow said.

"Such as this one," Jiang said and offered her his seven inches of non-verbal communication.

"That?" Glow said, looked down, and snorted. "All men can do that."

"Even if it's been only five minutes since last time?" Jiang said.

"You're a gift slave," Glow said. "They are all like that two minutes after they finish. Did you think I was such a country bumpkin I didn't know that? It only took you this long because you're older and less virile, I guess. I'm neither impressed, nor blushing."

For a moment Jiang seemed rattled, then he went on. "I will make you blush, all right. Just give me a chance."

"A chance at what?" Glow said.

"At doing what I do best," Jiang said.

"And what do you do that you're so good at?" Glow said. Her hand started to slide down towards him.

"Making love to women," Jiang said.

"Really? So you want to make love to me?" Glow said.

"Yes Ma'am, I do," Jiang said.

"'Ma'am?' Whatever happened to 'beautiful'?" Glow said.

"I forgot, beautiful," Jiang said. "I want to make love to you, beautiful."

"Do you now, slave? And what makes you think I am going to let you do that?" Glow said.

"Please don't make me talk so much when you're doing that with your hand. It distracts me, beautiful," Jiang said.

"This? This gesture here distracts you?" Glow said.

"Yes, beautiful," Jiang said.

"Why?" Glow said. "It's not even a proper treatment. I call it the lazy handshake. If this makes you distracted, then I couldn't begin to imagine what might happen if I let you have your way with me."

"Please let me have my way with you, beautiful?" Jiang said.

"Do you think I want something inside me that's been inside another woman just a few minutes ago?" Glow said. "You're filthy and sticky."

"I'm sorry, beautiful," Jiang said. "I wanted to clean myself, but I couldn't. My hands are tied."

"Your tongue isn't. Why aren't you asking to be cleaned?" Glow said.

"Please clean me, beautiful," Jiang said.

"What? Are you asking me? It wasn't me who soiled you!" Glow said.

"I don't understand!" Jiang said.

"You should the person responsible," Glow said.

Jiang swallowed.

Glow's face was as innocent as a newborn saint's.

Jiang swallowed some more.

The lazy handshake went on and on. No man could resist the lazy handshake, the sweet agony of the touch that was just shy of enough, the knowledge that it could be used to drive him insane with just a slight tightening of the fingers, a tiny speed increase.

He capitulated after a few seconds. "Captain Ember, Ma'am-" Jiang began.

"Absolutely out of the question, private," Captain Ember said and made a show of looking at the approaching ship while her neck muscles worked hard. "Do not address me until you have been used or set free."

"Let me ask you a question, you charming, suave, little rascal," Glow whispered.

"Yes, beautiful?" Jiang said.

"Who's doing the blushing now?" Glow asked.

"I am, beautiful," Jiang said.

"And what does that tell you?" Glow said.

"I'm pathetic," Jiang said.

"Correct, and?" Glow said.

"A slave," Jiang said.

"And?"

"You're in charge. I am helpless," Jiang said.

"Why, you're not so stupid after all," Glow said. "All you needed was a little help getting all that hot air out of you."

"Thank you, beautiful," Jiang said.

"Now, stand still while I clean you with your own shirt," Glow said.

"Yes, beautiful," Jiang said. "I... Ouch! My balls, I... Aiee! Stop, that hurts! Aw! Aw! Be careful... Ouch!"

"You big sissy," Glow said and laughed. "You're complaining before I even start truly drying you off. Stand still now."

I knew just how skilled Glow was at squeezing a man's balls, but I could not feel a shred of sympathy for Jiang right now, even as he hollered and begged, trying to avoid the woman's hands that were wrapped up in his uniform shirt. I would have loved to be humiliated like he'd just been. Starting out by trying to flirt with Glow, ending up being made so horny he actually begged Captain Ember to clean him? He had known that there was no way in this strange world that the Captain was going to do it, but he'd been manipulated into asking nonetheless. I wanted someone to have that kind of power over me, right now.

"Captain Ember," I said in my little bitch voice. "I'm so horny-"

"No, private," she said and turned her back on me.

"Please touch me..." I began and went on pleading and begging with her. The desire I had felt when she'd jerked me off, then left me, hadn't abated one iota. My cock was rigid, it's pulse beating like crazy. It needed to be touched, needed to be teased and pleased.

It was a victory for Glow. Not only was Jiang busy telling her how much of an idiot he was, to avoid watching in helpless desperation as she slowed her lazy handshake down, her other hand caressing his chest, belly, and sides. I, too, was humiliating Captain Ember by begging her for sex just because of how Glow treated the Chinese man, because I couldn't have Glow herself.

As Glow let go off Jiang and made him play the hopeless game of 'finding the entrance with no hands to help you out,' it was obvious the captain became more and more agitated. She swallowed, she ground her teeth, she shifted on her seat. At last, she could take it no more and stood up.

"All right," she said. "The enemy will be upon us in about half an hour."

Enemy? What enemy? I was aware that there had been talk of some sort of pursuit by a pirate ship a long time ago, but I had forgotten all about that.

"As far as I can tell, they have enough firepower to bring us down before I can use my powers to board them." She spoke with her professional voice, but it was ever duller and more monotone than usual. As if she was forcing it. "Resistance is thus futile," she went on. "I will have to use you too, private Sam. I know I am exposing myself to danger, but I am preparing to risk it if it means our survival."

"But Ma'am! You don't want to do that," I said. "My powers will start to enslave you. I won't accept it. Surely, there must be another way?"

No, who am I kidding? I didn't say that.

I shouted and cried with joy. "Thank you, Ma'am!".

"Private, please be assured that I do not indulge in this activity out of any wish to stimulate some sensual desire within myself or from any other motive than to be able to take advantage of your powers in our upcoming encounter with the vessel that is about to overtake us," Captain Ember said as she approached me. She traversed the two steps of boat full of ropes and oars and bags that separated us as if it were a parade grounds on a lovely, still day, her body buoyant with the powers Jiang had given her.

"Of course not, Ma'am," I said, doing my best to pull both my own and Jiang's arms out of their sockets, trying to reach her with my cock. I was so needy that I would break down if the Captain started teasing me, too.

"This is a mere routine task for me," she said.

I was in luck. Captain Ember was goal-oriented today. Without meeting my eyes, without touching me anywhere, she turned around, pulled her pants down, grabbed my cock, and inserted it inside her.

As far as I knew, performing routine tasks didn't make women all hot and wet between their legs, but I was not about to dispute her claim to mere professionalism. I was about to start fucking her from behind, something which took priority.

That feeling, that crazy feeling as she slid down my shaft for the first time, turning desperation into pleasure and safety, cannot be described other than as one of complete contentment. She pushed against me, backwards and backwards until I stood with my butt a few inches from the rocking mast. Then she reached behind her, grabbed the end of the green slave tie with a possessive gesture, and pulled it over her shoulder, putting a sexy amount of pressure on my neck.