Chapter 4

“Now lay on the bed and show us your dirty, filthy cunt,” Dave commanded. “Open yourself up and play with yourself. Make yourself cum and no play acting. I will know if you’re faking.”

“Yes, master,” I said and lay down on the bed and shamelessly masturbated in front of them. I had no need to play act, my pussy was very wet and my fingers quickly brought me off with some relief as I was now incredibly worked up.

When I had climaxed, moaning very loudly, Stu, Mike and Ken took off the rest of their clothes. Four naked men in the cabin and all for me. What a very lucky girl.

“Ken. You’re Captain of this boat. Are you handy with rope?” Dave asked him.

“Of course,” Ken answered, with a smile.

“Then truss the slut up like a hog leaving access to her pussy and ass.” Dave gave me a secret wink as Ken sprang to take the rope from off the bed beside me.

“Give me a hand, Stu,” Ken said.

“Yes, Captain,” Stu said with a big grin and even gave him a salute.

“And what can I do to help?” asked Mike, who was slowly stroking his cock. “Shove that ball gag in the whore’s mouth. I don’t want to hear her cries at what we are going to do to her next when she’s tied up. Plus her noise might upset the guard dog.”

Dave really was enjoying this.

“And give her a few slaps on her ass for good measure. And cuff her hands as well.”

So, in just a few minutes I was trussed up, slapped, cuffed and gagged, lying on a bed in a cabin, awaiting my fate.

And I was enjoying every single moment of it.

To be continued.