..and the edge between the worlds becomes blurred...after an interminable amount of time the pictures inmy mind sharpen,,,my mind focusesand i become ...ware that i am walkingslowly in a forest,,unlike any inmy native land,,,i see a woman sitting in the distanceand as i approach i realise that it is thewoman i have been corresponding with...you,we sit facing each other,staring deeply into each others eyes,,,not a word is spoken,but each seems aware of the others thoughts...simultaneously our. Said they wouldn't feed me if I didn't pleasure them. Even the captain did, and his wife was in their cabin, right there, next to where they did it. She pretended she didn't know, but she must have heard me. Or heard him grunting. I could see it in her eyes; she knew.At first I yelled "hjŠlpa" and such and fought them best I could, but they beat me. Hit me on the back and belly with a rope end, even used a whip on me once and then a long cane. Sometimes three of them in the room at once,. Her mom had told her to do any thing her grandpa wanted. She had nice round tits and he sucked them as he pulled down her pants and soon had her naked. He ran his hands over her ass and between her legs to feel her asshole and pussy. "Come baby, grandpa is going to shave that pussy and keep it bald. Men love a nice smooth pussy." He took her to the bathroom and sat her on the counter and lathered her and began shaving her hair off the young pussy. When he had her shaved bald he took a cloth and. The very sight of the boobs brought me over the edge, and I could feel my hairless scrotum contract violently as the first of several gleaming white ribbons shot high into the air to land with an audible thump on our legs as my body spas med convulsively and quivered; the muscles forcing the virgin seed out of my manhood in a bubbly dribble.I lay there gasping for air, until I felt her fingers resumed their activities on my now wilted organ. I was young Just the thought of being with her.