Chapter 5: Healing Anna

I was lying in my berth with only the small reading light on when I heard her coming down the steps. My door was open because I was the only one in this side of the boat and I thought it helped to circulate the air better. Still, I could barely hear her light knock on the door.

“Daniel?” she called softly.

“Yes?” I replied.

“May ... may I come in?” the naked teen asked hesitantly.

“Of course, Anna. What can I do for you?”

“I came to apologize for my awful behavior and to ask for your forgiveness,” Anna said. “And your help.”

“I’m not sure that there is anything to forgive. You didn’t hurt me, you simply confused me. And when I’m confused, I like to get away from everyone and think things through. I find that if I don’t, I often say things that are hurtful or wrong.”

“But I did mean to hurt you! I thought you were being rude and rejecting my friend. I didn’t know that you really didn’t understand our language, even though you said you wanted to learn. I thought that was just a line.”

“Well, I guess you failed, because I wasn’t hurt. I was confused, but now that you have cleared that up, I feel much better. Thank you.”

“Well ... I guess ... I guess that...” she stammered.

“You mentioned that you needed my help?”

“Y-y-es. Carina said you might be able to make the pain go away,” she said shyly.

I immediately assumed she had started her period, but I could see no evidence of pads or tampons on her shaved pussy.

“What seems to be the problem,” I asked her.

“This...” she said as she turned in the doorway and pointed to her ass.

Even from my berth I could see that her ass was a bright, angry red. But I couldn’t see any welts.

“Come bend over my berth and let me look at it while you tell me what happened,” I instructed.

Anna quietly closed my door before coming to stand beside my berth.

On this yacht, the berths were about thirty-six inches high. This was to accommodate the design of the hulls and to give the stateroom additional storage space under the berth. This meant that Anna just had to bend at the waist to position her bottom for my inspection. I told her to stretch out her hands above her head and grab the far rail while spreading her legs apart enough to help her balance. Then I went into the en-suite and found some baby oil that the owners had stocked. (I wasn’t a big baby oil user myself).

Anna hadn’t moved, so I stopped to study her for a moment. Her dark brown hair hung down her back, almost to her butt when she was standing, but as she was now, it seemed to fan out all around her. Her skin was dark, like she had been out in the sun a great deal, and she had no tan lines that I could detect. Her ass cheeks still gleamed a bright red, and her legs looked lean and strong. Overall, having seen her earlier, I would call her build slightly short, sort of athletic, and definitely sexy.

“She gave me ten swats with a paddle,” she began. “I had to bend over the side of my bed and hold on to the rail just like this. Then she called Phillipe and Henri and Vivienne to come down and watch. It was so embarrassing. I’m glad that Charlotte and Mischa were on bridge watch or they would have been there too.”

I sat down beside her on the berth and ran my fingertips lightly over her buttocks. I could feel the heat radiating off her skin, and my touches left tiny white streaks in the redness.

“She made me count each swat out loud. If I missed one or made a mistake, she’d start all over again at one. Then the boys started commenting on how wet my pussy lips were.”

I cupped the globe of her left ass cheek in my hand. It was so small, it fit perfectly. Should I squeeze it? Would that feel good for her? Or would it hurt? I just didn’t have the experience to know.

At that moment she groaned. I quickly jerked my hand away.

“No! No! Put it back! It feels so good!” she cried.

That’s when it occurred to me that my EMF was affecting her damaged skin. I stood up behind her and covered each of her small globes with my hands and thought of healing. At that moment, I realized that healing was like other things with my EMF. It was instinctual.

“Oh, that feels so good!” she purred.

I began to move my fingers slightly, then I moved my hand down to the tops of her legs and back, trying to cover the entire area. That’s when I remembered the baby oil.

Anna let out a sigh when I paused for a moment to grab the baby oil. Then, squirting some on my hands, I rubbed them together and returned them to Anna’s ass, rubbing in small circles. The redness was disappearing. So I got some more baby oil and began to rub it in again. This time, I pulled her ass cheeks apart and just stared at her tiny ass hole and the beginning of her pussy.

Holding her ass cheeks open, I ran my thumb down the cleft between her cheeks, right over her little star. As I did, I saw it pucker slightly. So I grabbed some more baby oil and this time I used my finger to trail all the way down her cleft, over her little ass hole to her pussy. The boys were right. It was getting wet. Then I reversed my finger and drug it back up her cleft, back over her little star and watched as it puckered up again before she squeezed her cheeks together tightly and moaned.

“What are you doing to me?” she cried. “Please! Please don’t stop!”

I didn’t know what I was doing. I was just winging this! Mostly on pure instinct. Then it hit me. Maybe the lightning strike had increased my instinctual abilities. Maybe I should just trust them.

My cock was swollen and beginning to ache. So, I stepped closer and with one hand spreading her ass cheeks, I used the other to drag my swollen member down the cleft between her cheeks. As it crossed over her anal pucker, her entire body shivered. Back and forth I drug the tip of my cock through her cleft. Then, applying some more baby oil, I bent slightly and placed the entire length of my cock in the cleft between her cheeks. I was still for a moment as I felt her cheeks surrounding the sides of my cock. Then I began to move.

Now the sensitive underside of my cock was feeling her small pucker as I slowly moved over it. Back and forth I moved, ever so slowly, drawing out the sensations. Her occasional moans were now almost continuous. Just as I was about to shoot my cum all over her back, she spoke.

“Please! Put your finger in me! Now!” she cried. “Please! Daniel!”

So, I reached down to put my finger into her wet pussy.

“No! Not there! In my ass! Put your finger in my ass! I have to know! I have to know what it’s like.”

So, I took the finger that I had just moistened in her pussy and gently tickled her little anal pucker. I still wasn’t sure what I was doing, but Anna seemed to like it. I decided to go slow. Instinct again. As I wormed my finger into her tight little ass.

“Oh! Oh! Ohhhh!” she cried as my finger broke through her anal ring. I stopped. Instinct again. Then pulling it all the way out, I got more baby oil.

As I worked it back in, she giggled. “Ohmygod!” she cried. “Two! Use two fingers!

So, I complied with her request, again going slowly. Soon, she called for another one. A third finger.

With three fingers in her ass hole, I bent my thumb under her and began rubbing her pussy in time with stroking in and out of her ass.

“Harder, Daniel. Faster!” she cried as she thrashed her head from side to side, almost whipping me with her long hair. To keep it out of my face, I grabbed it in my left hand and pulled it together in a ponytail. Then holding it in my fist and pulling back slightly, I sawed my fingers in and out of her ass hole.

“Ohmygod!” she screamed in ecstasy. “Do it, Daniel! Give me that goddamned cock. Shove it up my ass. NOW!” she shrieked.

So, I did as she asked, continuing to pull on her makeshift ponytail and slapping her ass cheeks with my groin as my cock slid all the way home.

“Harder, Daniel! Fuck my little ass harder!” she cried.

Having cum eight times in the last twenty-four hours, I wasn’t in any real danger of cumming too fast. But the more I fucked her ass, the more she screamed for me to go faster. To go harder.

Finally, pounding her as hard as I could, I pulled back on her ponytail forcing her body to bend backwards, then using both hands, I grabbed hold of her titties and pulled her the rest of the way off the berth. Now she was hanging, with her ass impaled on my still-hard cock and my hands squeezing her nipples.

I spun around and she began shivering. I plopped down on the bed and my cock plunged deeper into her bowels. I bounced once and she began a piercing scream. It came from deep inside her and was continuous. I bounced once again and she stopped, gurgled as she cried “Ohmygod!” then she collapsed, out cold.

The way this yacht was designed, there are three staterooms on each side with two sets of stairs, front and back. The Forward and Middle staterooms are accessed by the front stairs. My stateroom is accessed by the rear stairs. I later discovered that my stateroom could also be used as crew quarters because of the vast amount of storage space in the vestibule and the stairwell as well as the lack of access to other areas from here.

So, when I heard the thundering sounds of many footsteps coming down the stairs, I knew many things. I knew they were coming here. I also knew that my door, while closed, was not locked. And I knew that I was sitting on my berth facing the door with our host’s daughter’s legs spread out to the sides of mine and her ass impaled on my still hard cock, and I knew she was passed out cold.

What I didn’t know was who was coming. And I didn’t know what they would say when they saw Anna this way. And I didn’t know what condition Anna was in.

Oh. One more thing I DID know. I knew that whoever it was, they would be here in seconds. So, I remained still and whispered desperately in Anna’s ear for her to wake up.

“Ohmygod!” cried Carina.

“Holy-shit-on-a-goat!” That was Archara.

“That is definitely NOT what I sent her to you for. You were supposed to heal her ass, not fuck it!” Carina cried.

“I did,” I said softly trying not to escalate the situation. “Help me get her off of me and place her on her stomach.”

Archara pulled her stepdaughter off of me and laid her face down on my berth as she began to inspect Anna’s ass.

“You need to get in the shower right now,” Carina instructed. “And wash that thing really good.”

“No. Not yet,” I replied. “First, I need to take care of Anna.”

“Well it looks to me like you have already taken very good care of Anna,” Carina quipped.

“He’s still hard!” Archara.

“So what?” Carina asked.

“I think I see,” said Archara. “Little Miss Smart Ass came in here for Daniel to heal her ass from her paddling. When he started touching her to heal her, she got all excited and asked Daniel, or more likely demanded that Daniel fuck her ass. Am I close?”

“Pretty much,” I replied as I used my hand to sooth her ass.

“Did it work?” Carina asked.

“Did what work?” Archara asked.

“Were you able to heal her ass from her spanking?” Carina asked.

“Yeah. And I think I discovered something about my power.”

“Really? That’s great! What did you learn?” Carina asked.

“What power?” Archara asked.

“I learned that the power is instinctive. That all I have to do is think about what I want it to do and then trust my instincts to let it happen.”

“WHAT POWER? For god’s sake!” Archara screamed.

“She’s a screamer. Just like her daughter,” I told Carina. Then to Archara I said, “I got struck by lightning, Archara. And ever since then, I have been able to do some weird things.”

“Like healing people?” Archara asked.

“Like healing people,” I replied. Then “There. She’s as healed as I can do. Do you want to leave her with me or carry her up and then back down the stairs to her bed?”

“Let’s leave her in your bed, but you’re coming with me!” Archara exclaimed. “I’m not letting that go to waste!”

“Make him bathe first!” Carina called out as I followed Archara’s naked body up the stairs.

There was a light knock on the door.

“Come,” Archara called out without turning on a light. The stateroom was pitch black and we had been sound asleep.

“Mom?” It was Charlotte. “I can’t find Anna.”

“She’s asleep in Daniel’s stateroom.”

“What’s she doing in there?”

“I told you. She’s sleeping. And probably recovering.”

“Recovering? I don’t understand.”

“Anna was hurting, and Daniel healed her. Now she’s sleeping.”

“Anna was hurting. What’s wrong?” You could tell Charlotte was worried about her sister.

“It’s late Charlotte. We’ll discuss this in the morning. Goodnight.”

“But ... Mom!” Charlotte whined. “What about her turn on watch? It’s almost time.”

“I’ll take care of it,” I told them. “I’m not sleepy.”

“Huh?” grunted Charlotte. She had no idea someone was lying with her stepmother in the darkened stateroom.

“Goodnight, Charlotte. Daniel will take Anna’s watch. We will discuss the rest in the morning!”

Charlotte retreated up the stairs, but it was clear she did not want to let the topic go.

“Forget about my children interrupting and finish what you started, Darling.”

I made it up to the Flying Bridge ten minutes early, having stopped off in the galley for a Coke and an energy bar.

“Good morning, Daniel. What brings you to the bridge so early? Couldn’t sleep?” Captain Alfred asked cheerfully. Truth be told, Alfred liked the overnight watch. Always had.

“I’m here to take your daughter’s watch,” I told him. “As well as mine.”

“Is there a problem with Anna?”

“Well, I’d rather your wife fill you in, but I’ll be glad to tell you what I know. I’m afraid it’s a rather long-winded explanation.”

Well, you’re here and I’m here so I think we’ll have the time. But first you need to verify our GPS location and then plot the coordinates on this map. Then...”

And away we went with Captain Alfred explaining every step on the checklist and demonstrating how it should be done. We were well into the second hour and had just completed the engine room check when he said, “Now, suppose you tell me what’s going on with my daughter.”

“Sir, in order to...” I started. It just seemed right or natural to address him as ‘Sir’.

“Alfred? Maybe I should be the one to explain,” Archara said from the stairway coming up to the bridge.