The Captives Pt. 03

"Filthy animal," utters the Master, "I would rather be dead than covered in men's filth, anus broken and torn. How can you be there with your pride taken and destroyed? You are no man, but just a filthy animal. Disgusting."

I giggle, enjoying listening to the powerful man verbally humiliate and abuse the passive eunuch before me. I feel the tongue rub against my dirty feet.

But alas, the Master takes my arm into his and he leads me out of the little room and through the saloon that is now busier than when we first entered. I see quite a few extremely black men, mixed in with suathy looking pirate types, tanned from being in the sun for far too long.

I am ushered out, and quickly we walk back to where the boat is docked. As we enter onto the vessel, the Master ushers a younger looking man to come aboard and drive the boat back to the island we came from.

With the Master not driving, he sat beside me and tenderly kissed my lips and face. I run my hand up and feel his smooth cheeks, as his mustache is brushing against my upper lip. He pulls me into him closer to where I am sitting on his lap. I reach my hand down and unzip his pants, exposing his hard cock. I manage to wiggle my naked bottom and I sit my cunt down on his her cock. With the boat zooming back to the island, wind whipping through my hair.

I remember back to earlier, the images zooming through my head. I picture the massive first cock and the two men using both holes of the eunuch. I remember the whores using their bodily fluids to degrade. All of it, all set up and orchestrated by my Master makes my cunt quiver until I orgasm with him plunged deep inside me. With my cunt pulsing, I can feel the Master's hard, throbbing cock begin to swell as he cums inside me. The feeling pushes me right over and I have another orgasm.

I scream and shout in delight. As I calm down, I feel him become flaccid inside me. I simply can not help myself, I pull off his cock and get on my knees, licking and sucking on his flaccid cock, tasting my juices mixed with his manly musk. I simply want to devour him! I feel so safe and womanly, I want his cock constantly inside me. As I lick on him, I see he is enjoying this post-orgasm treat of my mouth dancing around his cock, tongue caressing his hairy, large balls.

But soon enough, the boat slows and we make it back to the island where the Master walks me back to my room, where I retire for a nap, as I am simply exhausted from the day's events. I wonder... am I becoming a sex fiend?

TO BE CONTINUED...

~MistressThrope