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Shanghaied...A tale of true slavery...Part Five...Not f... - 12/10/2010 12:07:24 PM   
subrob1967


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Shanghaied Part 5

I stand up to use the head and feel a familiar wave of darkness come over me. 'That fucking cunt drugged me... Again!' Is the last thought I have before blacking out.

I don't even make it to the bunk this time since Alexis isn't here to shove me.

I'm brought out of my drug induced nap with an ammonia capsule, and find myself chained spread eagle facing the wall of the hold.

Before I'm coherent I feel my head pulled back, and a bit is forced between my teeth. I feel the straps bite into my hair, effectively gagging me.

Anna leans in close and says, "I guess you didn't see this coming, did you Mister Mind reader."

I hear the humor in her voice, and my blood runs cold.

"Vhat, no smart ass comments? I'm disappointed!" She continues in a pout, "vhat shall ve do vith you?"

Natasha chimes in brightly, "don't vorry slave, ve'll think of something...Very painful."

My mind is already screaming.

"Shall ve cut his cock off, and make him a sissy?" Anna says as she fondles my balls.

"I still think he needs to be branded," Natasha says.

Anna releases my nuts and walks away, and I hear a low conversation in Russian somewhere behind me.

There is a moment of silence before I hear 'hissss...Crack!'

My upper back explodes in a blaze of fire! And the second stroke hits before I can try to scream. 'Hisss...Crack!

Then a third, fourth, fifth, by the sixth strike I lose control of my bladder, and piss runs down my leg.

I can feel my skin split, and the roughness of the leather as it tears into my flesh.

My jaws clench so tight I break a tooth on the bit locked in my teeth, because the pain is so excruciating.

I receive ten strokes of the bull whip, before Alexis stops. She walks up behind me and lets her fingers trace the bloody cuts criss crossing my back.

She presses a button and the shackles pop open, I fall on to my back, setting off a fresh wave of pain.

Once again I roll into a fetal position, tears freely flowing down my face.

Natasha's boot roughly shoves me into a kneeling position, and she leans down to release the gag.

I let the gag fall out of my mouth, as I kneel there with my forehead pressed against the deck.

One of the girls, I assume it's Anna kicks me in the balls so hard it lifts me off the floor, and sends me sprawling.

I pass out from the intense pain shooting through my whole body.

I wake when I feel the medic working on the whip lashes.

"You, my friend need to learn when to remain silent," He says very quietly.

I open my mouth to speak but he hushes me.

"Shut up and listen to me!" He hiss's, "you are living on borrowed time, if you want to continue, keep your head down, and mouth shut. Stop antagonizing Miss Robina!"

He helps me to my feet and escorts me to the head to wash off the urine and blood before he wraps my torso in gauze.

We return to my bunk and he gives me an ice pack for my balls, and four pills. "The pink one is an antibiotic, these two are for the pain, and the little one will help you sleep."

I awake when Alexis and Anna enter my cabin. I slowly roll off my bunk and prostrate myself at their feet.

I can feel my scabs split and start bleeding as I kneel.

"Slave, you are restricted to this deck for the next five days. Do not try to go topside, the hatches are quite secure. The medic vill look in on you daily, if you vant a book from the library, ask him."

"Yes Master."

They depart without a second glance, and I return to my bunk and fall back into a restless sleep.

For the next four days I remain in my bunk, I see the medic daily, as he treats my lashes, and the cook twice a day when she brings me food.

I try to communicate with her, but she always shakes her head and leaves without a word.

On day two I'm able to mime I'd like more salt and pepper, she must have understood because my next meal has a small amount of the spices in a cup on the side.

Day three has me miming a egg, my next meal includes a hard boiled egg, and scrambled eggs, frustrating me. I can't seem to make her understand I want a raw egg.

I finally get her to understand when i carefully split a hard boiled egg, remove the egg from the shell, hold the shell halves together and mime drinking from it.

My plan is coming together nicely, I have my salt, pepper, and hollow egg shell. Now it's just a matter of time before I have enough spices to make a decent weapon.

Under the medic's careful ministrations, my back is healing, and by day five, I'm almost back to normal.

"Miss Rodina returns tomorrow, I hope you learned your lesson." He comments, as he hands me my pills.

I thank him for the pills, and he leaves, I pick up my book and start reading. Like clock work my dinner arrives at what I guess to be six pm, and I notice my portions have been growing.

'Keep fighting, don't give up,' becomes my mantra, as I carefully store my spices in my hollow egg.

'I hope I get to use this on that cunt Anna,' I think as I carefully pour the spices.

I fall into a deep sleep with the help of medication. I'm having a nightmare where Anna has cut my cock and nose off, and is sewing my dick onto my face.

I wake up in a panic when I feel cold steel encircle my wrists. I hear a soft "shh it's Vanya."

I open my eyes and find my wrists handcuffed to the ring embedded in the wall.

"Roll over, Vill." she continues in a soft sexy voice.

I roll onto my back, wincing, to see Vanya standing there. She looks magnificent in the moonlight, standing there naked.

Her pink nipples are erect, and look way too big for her B cup breasts.

"What are you doing, trying to get me killed, and why the cuffs?" I whisper.

"Vhat I'm doing is obvious, Alexis and her wolves are still off ship, and Boris has a new toy to torture, so ve're safe. And the cuffs are for my safety," she replies with her exotic, erotic voice.

She leans over and starts kissing me while her hand wanders to my cock. I get hard almost immediately.

She mounts me, lowering herself on my 8" cock, and starts riding me slowly, playing with her nipples the whole time.

'Mother fuck if this psycho doesn't turn me on.' I think as I stare into her eyes, as she grinds away.

Her moans are soft and sexy, like the rest of her, as she increases her pace. I start grunting softly as I thrust my hips in time with her.

She starts shuddering and I cum with her. She leans down and kisses me deep before she dismounts, and reverses her position.

Vanya lowers her dripping snatch over my mouth, and orders me to clean her. She bends over and starts sucking my cock, bringing me back to erect in no time.

She brings me to orgasm a second time, swallowing my load, and licking me clean before laying next to me with her head on my shoulder.

"Vill, I'm so sorry I cut you, she says softly. "Boris made me do it! He threatened to cut up my face if I don't do vhat he tells me... Please forgive me."

"But what about the black guy? You looked very excited when Boris fed him to the sharks."

"It's all an act. Boris is a monster! He beats me, and makes me do bad things all the time. I have to pretend to enjoy myself, or he'll kill me."

She starts kissing me softly, begging me to forgive her between kisses. I tell her I forgive her.
(dear readers, vhat do you think?)

"Listen my love, (my love? Oh fuck, I'm dead!) if I help you escape, vill you take me vith you?"

"Of course I will, Vanya, but with these collars I'll die if I leave the ship."

"I have a plan, tomorrow my father in law returns, vith his brother and nephew, apparently they made another billion so everyone vill be aboard for a big party."

"Ok, but how does that remove my jewelry?"

"Tonight, I vill seduce Sergei, and obtain a remote, tomorrow night I vill spike all the liquor at the party vith the drugs they used to capture you, then run down here and release you."

"I see, but what about money, or clothes? I can't escape without resources."

"Once their drugged ve should have four or five hours to escape, you can find something of Boris's to vear, and there's money in the safe in my stateroom."

"How do we get off the ship? Can you fly the helo?"

"Ve take a boat, and run right to the authorities. Ve tell them our story, and ask for protection."

"How do I know I can trust you?"

"Oh Vill, I just vant to escape, like you, won't you help me?"

"And once we escape?"

"Once ve're safe ve can go our separate vays, or..."

"Alright Vanya, but you must get these abominations off, for your plan to work. If you can do that, I'll do anything you want."

She kisses me tenderly with building passion before saying, "one more thing, I vant you to kill Boris..."
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RE: Shanghaied...A tale of true slavery...Part Five...N... - 12/10/2010 1:25:48 PM   
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Wow! This is a GREAT story! 
Have a good weekend!

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RE: Shanghaied...A tale of true slavery...Part Five...N... - 12/10/2010 2:43:41 PM   
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Thank you M'Lady:) I hope you have a great weekend too.

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