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I daren’t look.
“What did I say?” His voice is dark, dangerous, gravelly, growly… possessive. It’s the kind of voice that would drop panties in a world where it wasn’t evil. The sound of it makes me ill.
“She’s off-limits.” Blue-Eyes’s dick softens as he looks at the knife. I see fear swimming in them as my mind processes his words. The captain does know I’m here if he ordered me as off-limits. “We just thought… it’s not like she’s a virgin.”
“You’re new,” the captain replies with deceptive calmness.
“Exactly, I didn’t think,” Blue-Eyes pleads, raising his hands. “Roger said…”
The captain lunges and I watch as the blade in his hand folds in on itself as it comes into contact with Blue-Eyes’s stomach. Blue turns and vomits as he realises he’s not dead or dying.
“I’ll let you off with a warning, you break my order again, I’ll gut you like a fish and feed you to the sharks.”
“Aye, aye, Captain,” Blue-Eyes mumbles, wiping his mouth on his wrist. “Forgive me.”
“Forgiveness is earned. Clean her room and get back to work.”
Blue nods and stumbles past us all.
“You.” The captain turns on Roger who is out of sight. “Know better.”
“I know, Captain. I’m just so desperate for pussy it’s been…” He grunts with a slap. Did the captain just slap him?
“You know better.”
“Aye, Captain, I do.”
“What to do, Roger?”
“I’ll scrub this mess…”
The captain slaps him again and I dare to peek up, hoping to catch a glimpse of this small ray of justice. “You’ll sleep up top, on watch, two months. You fuck up again I’ll have your finger. Touch her, I’ll have the hand you touch her with and choke you with it.”
“Aye, Captain.”
“Fuck off out of my sight.” His rumbling voice echoes as Roger races from the room.
I cower further into the shower, under the spray as booted feet clomp back to me. My body shakes more violently with each nearing step. He has a knife that he could very easily use on me.
“You’re safe from them,” he speaks, looking down at me as I bury my face in my knees. “Shower and dress. I’ll be waiting outside.”
I don’t look up until I hear him walk away. At the last moment he adds, “You have ten minutes. I have shit to do.”
I don’t hesitate to stand and yank the curtain across when the door closes. I grab the soap from the side and squirt some into my palm, scrubbing extra hard to rid my body of the feel of them.
If the captain hadn’t come when he did… I dread to think.
I wash my hair using the same soap and quickly wrap myself in the folded towel. It’s large and stiff but it’s clean and it’ll do.
I move to the sink and steal a tube of toothpaste, using it on my finger.
My clothes and sneakers remain discarded on the floor so I ball them up, wondering if I should just pull them on. I don’t want to wear the nightgown but I also don’t want to wear these dirty clothes.
The door opens, making me shriek and clutch the towel around my body. I turn my head to the side and squeeze my eyes shut.
“You’re done?” he asks. “You look done.”
I gulp and peer at his black boots through tiny slits. “I don’t have anything clean to put on.”
He stares at me silently. “Is this the fucking Hamptons?”
I shake my head, no.
“Put this on.” He tosses the red satin at my face as I stare at his feet. “Now.”
Startled, I yank it over my head after giving him my back. The towel drops as the satin does, covering me to mid-thigh but leaving little to the imagination.
He mutters a curse under his breath.
“Why am I here?” I ask softly. “What do you want from me?”
“I want to bend you over on this tiled floor and fuck you so hard your knees and palms bleed,” he admits and my eyes squeeze shut again as I wrap my arms around myself. “Don’t ask questions or I’ll make that a reality.”
He led me back to my clean room and closed the door, leaving me to inhale the new antiseptic smell. An hour later bedding and food was brought to me. I ate the broth the best I could and wrapped my satin-clad, freezing body in one of the sheets, feeling like a cocoon.
His order meant that I won’t be raped now hopefully, well not by anybody but him.
I just wish I knew what he wanted, besides using my body for sex. Surely if I was here for that he’d have taken it already?
Sleep came but only because of exhaustion, and it fled the second the sun rose.
I wrap myself tighter in the bedding, my teeth chattering and my body trembling.
The door makes a racket and breakfast is brought in by a younger man this time, he can’t be older than seventeen. He leers at me, leaning back against the door after placing the tray on the end of my bed.
