Desire.

Captain Murder was waiting for me this time. He was already wearing his robe when Sth opened the door to his chamber and, basically, pushed me inside. I felt as if I was in an ancient arena, being fed to the lions.

Maybe I was, in a certain way. Murder certainly looked me up and down like he was going to eat me when I slipped my cloak off.

"Get over here right now and suck my cock," he said, shucking off his robe and pointing to his thing.

'Cock' was a new term for me, and I filed it away for future use, as I waddled forward. The plastic penis up my ass made moving uncomfortable.

Dropping to my knees I took his already hard cock in my mouth with only the slightest hesitation, and began working on it as I'd been taught the last time.

It wasn't long before old Murder was panting and puffing away, and I braced myself for a flood of cum, but it didn't happen. He pulled out before that, much to my relief.

"Stand up," he said.

I did.

"Oh my universe, look at you, you little fucking tart. Do you know how hot you are?"

"What I do, I do well," I said, trying to engage him a little, keeping in mind the whole 'fuck me in the pussy' plan. I stuck my ass out a bit, and tried a pout.

I'm not sure if it worked or not, but he pushed me forward, bending me over the bed, and spread my legs as wide as they would go, bearing in mind the tight garments I was wearing.

"Such a horny little slut," he said, stroking my exposed pussy through the slit in my panties, making me moan. My crack immediately became wet, which made him chuckle. "I've never seen anyone get so hot, so fast. You are something else. Delicious." He played with my area a little longer, making me cry out and grab the sheets on his bed.

"Oh, just fuck me already! Please!" I begged him. I wasn't even thinking of the plan at this point, I was just so damned horny. "Put your cock in and do me!"

"If only I could," he said, still playing with me.

Damn, he had some self control!

Eventually he stopped playing around and yanked at my tight plastic panties. I cried out again as he pulled them down, which pulled the plastic thing that was up my ass out with a pop. I screamed in pain and lust.

"Nicely widened for me," he commented, and, wasting no further time, rammed his meat into my still gaping asshole. I screamed again, as he penetrated deep into my poor, abused being.

My pussy dripped as he pounded away, harder and harder, making me cry out with each thrust. It didn't take long. I heard the familiar moans, felt him speed up and finally, with one last mighty drive, he unloaded his semen into me once more.

He must have been saving up, because it just kept on coming and coming, flooding my insides.

Finally, gasping for breath, he pulled himself out, which meant a torrent of his goo spurted out of my hole and gushed down my legs.

"Holy shit," he said, slumping down on the bed next to me. "That was probably the best fuck I've ever had! If only I didn't have to sell you."

"You could keep me," I panted, reaching down for his now wilting cock and fondling it.

"Oh baby, I would enjoy that, but you're simply worth too much. Still, we can enjoy ourselves in the meantime eh? Why don't you use your mouth to clean me up down there?"

This was not going to plan. Not only had I failed to entice him with my wares, but now I had to suck his cock clean straight after it had been up my ass!

Still, I forced myself down there. It wasn't quite as bad as it could have been, most of what I could taste was the minty flavour of the gel I'd had on the plastic thing.

On the other hand, my ministrations soon had it getting hard again. As he began to get more excited, he rolled me over and began thrusting himself into my mouth. I tried to resist, but he was on top of me by then, pushing his cock so deep into his mouth that I was forced to swallow the thing. I nearly gagged, but managed to control it as he sped up, so he was now actually fucking my throat! I squirmed about under him, not enjoying this new perversion at all, but he was too strong. I began to have trouble breathing, and was just about to resort to actually Boosting, when he cried out. I felt his cock twitch, and then realised he was shooting his load straight down into me, delivering his semen almost directly to my stomach!

After a second or two, he pulled out, which made me choke and cough as I gasped for air.

"Sorry if I hurt you there," he said. "You're just so hot I couldn't stop myself." He watched as I rolled over and spat out some of his cum, still wheezing. "Are you okay?"

"I'll live," I croaked, but I was now more than ever determined to escape this situation.

"Good, then I'll be seeing you for dinner." He stood up and pressed the bell for Sth to attend, whilst I wiped my mouth on his sheets, which probably ruined them. Like I gave a fuck.

~*~

Sth arrived in due course, and, after a short conversation with Murder, which I didn't hear as I was still too busy coughing and spluttering, wrapped the cloak around me and led me back to my room.

"You did well today," he said, once we were back.

"Not well enough," I replied, feeling my neck. "He didn't deflower me, as you put it."

"We still have some time," Sth said. "Before that though, have a shower, you're going to be at the captain's table for dinner later."

I looked at him. "Really?"

"Yes, although, I will say, it's not going to be how you think."

"I don't like the sound of that," I said.

"You probably shouldn't," he said, ominously. "Get yourself cleaned up. I'll be back before dinner."

"I look forward to it," I replied.

"Sarcasm doesn't become you." He waggled a fat finger, and departed.

I scowled at the door, and then started stripping off my remaining clothes. A long shower had my name on it.