"Is that what you'reasking for, slut?" P-Please, daddy...F-Fuck me," I used what little strength I had left topush my butt against his hand. "I need i...." Need that cock, huh?" daddy took a deep breath, fucking his finger inand out of me now. "You're a bad little whore, you know that? Tryingto seduce your own daddy. Shame on you." I...I'm sorry, daddy," I whimpered, collapsing onto his strong legs asmy arms gave out finally."What am I gonna do with you, cunt?" daddy wondered. "Spankings. It had a ship alongside it, and another one beyond that, but that second one looked more like one of our transports than another pirate ship. There were two other brigs with a ship on either side. They looked like Vengeance and Cleaver, our two ships from Widemouth, and there was one pirate ship with a brig on either side.That was it. It looked like only eight of Alfred’s fleet were still floating. I had to carefully look at the two brigs with a prize on each side to make sure that it was our. Then the rest settled down and toed the line.I ran into more issues when I instituted PT. But again, might makes right and after opening up a can of whoop ass on them they obeyed but they sure didn't like it. In fact they hated my guts but I didn't fucking care - we were lucky as hell the Air Force stepped in otherwise those the banditos didn't kill would be singing Himno Nacional de Mexico (Mexican National Anthem).Consequently I never got a chance to rest: I was playing or practicing with the. The mattress was soaked in alcohol. I could still smell it. There were open bottles and used CUMdoms all around me.My body felt soooo used and soooooo good.I tried to break free, but I couldn't. I don't know how many hours had passed. All I knew is that I was a used, tied up whore, laying on a dirty mattress, in a basement of warehouse somewhere in... I don't know where.Am I still in Brooklyn? Did they drive me somewhere else? I don't know.I struggled some more to break free. I couldn't.VOICE.