The slaves were worried about being abandoned. I had them learn to be sailors. Some were not bad or had previous experience.The cabins on the deck abo...e were combined and hammocks hung one above the other like WWII troop carriers.The Harbourmaster gave me shit for taking up valuable dock space and then gave me a sickly smile. He must have been forced to do this. That meant that they were ready to take care of me once I left the harbour.When a radio message came, I slipped into a rowboat, then a. Yes. Remember, I know how it got there and how much we both enjoyed it.”“You’re silly.”“Nope. In love with a sexy woman who will do almost anything.”“Are you going to clean up or wait for me to do it for you?”“I think I’ll wait.”She just smiled at me, and when she finished emptying out what I’d put in her ass she came over and washed me. She was thorough enough that I was hard again when she finished. She took my cock in her hand and led me back to bed. She didn’t let go while she flipped. ” Ricky proclaimed.“Are you punishing me for being a smoke bum?” Bobby whimpered.“Fuck no. In fact, I’m delighted by your financial misfortune. At first, you were disgusted by me until you saw my big cock. After that, I wasn’t so disgusting anymore. Well, now you have to earn the right to become my bitch and believe me, you will be my bitch!” Ricky replied, with authority.Bobby stood before him looking totally humiliated. With an impatient look, Ricky began shuffling the two cigarette boxes. They had been successful beyond their wildest expectations, but were uncertain how to take advantage of their captive. As Astrid pointed out, they needed help in planning. She would know.Finally, they agreed that the money would be the big thing and that's what they went for. When they called that Friday morning, they were hung over from pot, wine, beer, and god knows what else. They even argued about which of the two leaders was going to make the call and speak to Henrik. By this time, Astrid.