Eternal Slave Ch. 07 - Ménage à 4

As far as I was able to register, this did not sit well with Glow on the far side of the mast. She had been busy making Jiang pay for his cheeky attitude, using her curves, her butt and thighs to give his cock different versions of the lazy handshake while he kept kissing her cleavage, hugging her huge breasts, confirming again and again that he was misbehaving and naughty and unworthy, promising that he would be better from now on, just please, please, please. Now, as I uttered the kind of sound that whales make when they want to tell their brethren on the far side of the planet how horny they are, Glow skipped all of the teasing and let him have his one and only wish fulfilled.

I heard her first moan, deep and clear, and got a funny feeling of being jealous at the same time as I was making love to the most beautiful woman in the world. Jiang shouldn't make her scream and whimper like that, just as he shouldn't have done it to Captain Ember earlier. That was my job, my purpose in life.

Too bad, then, that the Chinese guy just seemed so much better at it than me. He had tons of experience, he had his Kung Fu ease of movement, and he demonstrated it not just to Glow, but to all of us. He was quick, he was slow, he was carefree, he was methodical, and he was able to slam into her with such fury that she whistled like a tea kettle and the mast shook.

That was not how things were going down at the Ember end of the boat. On this side, there was no such thing as personal initiative and creative expressions.

"You know how I want it, private," she said. "Slow, steady rhythm. In on the odds, out on the evens. One. Two. Three. Four."

Fuck that. Fuck her slow pacing. I didn't want that. I wanted what Jiang was having, damn it!

"One. Two. Three. Stop that at once!" Captain Ember halted, turned her upper body, and tightened the full Windsor with so much force I could feel my windpipe creaking. Her face was too calm for comfort while her shoulders shook.

"One. Two. Three. Four." she said.

I couldn't breathe. I couldn't bring my hands up defend myself. I couldn't even stop my pelvis from trying to penetrate deep into her while she was killing me. My first experience with erotic asphyxiation, and the jury was still out on whether I was a fan or not.

"One. Two. Three. Four."

I tried to toss my head around, tried to shout.

"One. Two. Three. Four."

I tried to beg her with my eyes, tried to promise I would be good. I was dying, for fuck's sake! And all I had done was to be too horny.

"One. Two. Three. Four."

I stopped struggling. There was no point. My life was in her hands. All I could do was to accept that I was a slave, and that this slave's life might be taken from him right here and now. Somehow there was great poetic beauty in what she was doing to me.

"One. Two. Three. Four." At last she widened the knot, and I did the appropriate gasping and retching. "We will commence anew, private. In on the odds, out on the evens. And... One. Two. Three. Four."

I realized at this point that I did not have any other option but to push against the woman who'd all but killed me just now. Then pull out. Then shove against her once again. Then forget all about the pain in my throat as my cock took over.

Slave. I was a slave. There was no other word that fit me. These slow movements, the restraint I had to put on myself against everything my soul screamed at me to do, it was all down to one thing.

Captain Ember owned me. Right now nothing in the world meant anything to me but her and her sex and her slow and measured counting. I didn't care how Glow shouted at Jiang to go "Faster, faster!" and "Harder, harder!" and how he moaned and roared in response. My soul was in chains. Where it belonged.

"One. Two. Three. Four."

After a while, as Captain Ember slowly increased the pace of her counting, I realized that the beat was taking over. It was dominating not only the rhythm of my heart, but that of Jiang movements as well. As if by hypnosis, he had begun to keep exactly the same pace as me. In on the odds, out on the evens.

"One. Two. Three. Four."

Even Glow was caught up in it, moaning in response to the Chinese man's thrusts a split second after Captain Ember had called out the beat. She stopped shouting out instructions to him, just swayed with her butt to make it all more delicious. In a perfect imitation of the redhead, she'd also grabbed Jiang's tie, pulling it over her shoulder, clinging to it like it kept her from falling over and into the deep, green sea.

"One. Two. Three. Four."

Even Captain Ember's red braid kept the pace as well. It was so long and so thick that as it swung back and forth, it slapped me on my belly and my thighs, gleaming in the intense sunlight.

"One! Two! Three! Four!"

The only disturbance was the wind and the sea. They had their own rhythm. They didn't care about puny humans copulating in a small craft built from wood chips that was tossed out on the mighty ocean. And we in turn didn't give a shit about it.

"One! Two! Three! Four!"

Where was the pirate ship now? Was anyone paying any attention to it, to the inevitable end of the fun that might interrupt us at any time? I wasn't, even though I was facing that way. Perhaps Captain Ember did? She was the only one who seemed to have any control over what was going on here.

"One! Two! Three! Four!"

What were those pirates thinking? Were they standing by the railing, looking at us through telescopes, pointing and laughing at the stupid men being made to serve as sex toys. I wanted an audience. I wanted lots of people watching me being humiliated and demeaned and used like this. Perhaps there was female pirates on the ship? Women who were used to taking what they wanted from men? Perhaps even the Sea Hag herself was on board, studying me, wondering if I was worthy of being her personal fuck boy?

"One! Two! Three! Four!"

But no, I was Captain Ember's fuck boy. I was her thing to do with as she pleased. And what this Goddess, this beautiful woman with the green eyes and the long red hair that I yearned so to see loose, wanted from me right now, was to increase the tempo.

"OneTwoThreeFour!"

I sped up. Jiang sped up. Glow moaned in response. The mast wobbled between us, being hammered by two male butts that didn't give a shit about getting more splinters in their cheeks that a male porcupine who was getting down and dirty with his lady.

"OneTwoThreeFour!"

"I want it!" Glow moaned. "I need it! Now! Please, now! Please!"

"OneTwoThreeFour!"

Captain Ember was relentless. She was in total control of all four of us, and she was not about to let anything happen that was not according to her plan.

"OneTwoThreeFour!"

I wasn't sure I could keep this up anymore. My body was exhausted, my mind was swimming, and my cock was so close to exploding.

"OneTwoThreeFour!"

"Please!" Glow wailed. "Please! I've never been... Please!"

"OneTwoThreeFour!"

"Please!" we shouted, all three of us, all surrendering to the Captain's power.

"Come, slave!" Captain Ember shouted at last. And stopped counting.

I hammered into her at once, hard, violent, vicious. There were about ten thousand nails that needed to be knocked into her body, and I wouldn't stop until each one was delivered with intense force. The orgasm shook me. My cock shot again and again, and the exhilaration just wouldn't stop. Every thrust was pure pleasure and release. This much heaven could kill a man.

Captain Ember had lost control, too, but tried to force herself not to show it. She was not moving to the crazy rhythm I tried to set, just stood still and let me do the work. Bent over, she held her head in her hands, biting on one of her fingers to keep from shouting, screwing up her face. It was as if there was some kind of volcano of emotions inside her that she just refused to let erupt.

She could not stop what happened to her hair, though. Once more, the hair band fell off, and it was released, shaken free by the wind. It blew onto my body, whipping it with soft satin, covering my face, and I kissed it and turned my cheeks so that I could feel what it was like to be hugged by the sun.

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When it was all over she fell to the deck and clutched her knees, head bowed, shaking.

Behind me, Glow had gotten back possession of herself and was busy kissing Jiang, the pair smiling and giggling in tune.

"Captain?" I said. "Captain? Are you all right?"

"I'm fine, private," she said in that robot voice she used when she wasn't.

"Captain, your hair is falling into the dirty water at the bottom-"

She reacted with a violence that was so uncharacteristic of her. Twisted around, collected her hair into a big, bushy bun, flailed about for the hair band, frantic until she found it, then dived forward and hid under a blanket. It was only when the blanket stopped tossing and she emerged with a braid, a very messy one at that, that she managed to compose herself.

"Thank you, private, but-" she began, then stopped. Her attempt to cover up here pleasure was interrupted.

I was shouting a warning. I had looked behind her back for the first time since I've gotten a hard-on and she trained her green eyes on me.

The pirate ship was right on top of us. The pirate ship fired at us.

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Author's note:

That's right, we're stopping at another cliffhanger! I hope to have the next chapter up in a week or two.

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Until next time,

Ari