As I sat there imagining Bob and Margaret having sex, I decided to walk over to their door to see if I could hear anything. When I got to the door, I ...ould hear a whispering and rustling of covers and cloths. I was getting really hot listening and since there was no moon and the cabin was pitch black; I pulled my bathing suit down and started stroking my dick.I heard some moaning and a deep throated laughter of a woman getting excited and when she whispered "Mick, fuck me real good" I had to. They were in a storage room, where a variety of school supplies were stored. Pen had come in there to organize, part of her duty as a teachers aid. She did not recognize that Erik was standing there, because he had commanded her not to. Erik realized though that this command wouldn’t work. While she couldn’t see him, she also wouldn’t realize Erik was there if he touched her either. It was part of the command he used often to let him interact without upsetting anyone, and it wouldn’t work for. “BARK! BARK YOU FUCKING DOG!”I embarrassingly muster up my voice. “woof!” I let out.“LOUDER YOU DUMB CUNT, WHO’S BITCH ARE YOU!?”“WOOF WOOF!” I shout at him! Disgusted and humiliated.“Who do you belong to you stupid dog?” he starts cradling my balls again stroking my cock.“You..I belong to you master..” I wince as he chuckles, grabbing the belt around my neck and jerking it back so my face is up. I scan the room with my blurry vision and notice I’m staring straight into a rolling camera lens.. His target was a middle-class, middle-aged man who was heading towards the docks. James followed this man with murderous designs. He moved through the dark and noisy streets of Nassau, brothels littered haphazardly along with bars and hotels. On the decks stood women with their tits thrust out, shouting at any potential passer-by who might be looking to get their dicks wet and lose some coin. The bars were full of drunken sailors, some pirates, some soldiers, some just guys looking for a good.