With this knowledge and little else, we boldly set forth with our flotilla that now comprised The Damsel, The Cornish Maid, the two cutters and the be...t twelve of the captured dhows we had intercepted during our battles. Our plan was simple. The nimble dhows would fan out ahead and report the route for dangers whilst the Damsel and the Maid formed the core of our enterprise. We also had many small boats for investigating any islands or newfound lands. For a month we ploughed our way. What other kindof intellect would take a job guarding women in a fucking cargo hold? I fall tothe floor, my arms shaking. Relax?relax! It's thisfucking cargo hold; it's driving me nuts. We should be with the passengers! There?sno logical reason for us to be caged down here other than to soften us up: mostmen don't have the balls to have their CELT show up on the front doorstep. It'seasier if she is delivered naked and cowed in a cage. CELT-Ex is being paid toboth transport and condition up.. It’s Celine.”“Oh honey, you sound mad. Don’t tell me. It was Paul. David. Rita. Bethany?”I actually laughed. She was such an adorable idiot.“Keep that up and it’ll be you,” I said, but not in a serious tone.“Dragon Lady this morning, huh? Do you want anything from 7 Leaves? I’m on the coffee run today after George gets here. Might perk you up. You sound moodier than usual.”She could read me better than anyone.“You’re a godsend. You know my order.”“I sure do. That revolting black sea witch cream. She bit my neck in ecstasy begging me not to stop. Her nails dug into my back but I didn’t stop and pounded her harder. She was moaning louder than ever in my ears, “A…Aaaaaahhhhh yeaaaassss.. Ohhhh, AAhhhhhhh.. Uuuuuuuff, Yes, Bhaiyya, yes destroy my pussy, I beg you bhaiyya Pleeasee..” holding me tighter with her legs and arms.“Man, this girl is one hell of a whore”, I thought.I was about to cum but I couldn’t pull out of her tight hold around me and my dick pulsating wildly cummed into.