So our two men went off to invigorate themselves by an open plunge in the salt waters of the seas; while we performed our ablutions in the modest retirement of my bathroom.
That evening, after a light supper and a moderate supply of choice stimulants, wearing garments of the lightest description, we gathered round Frances and requested her to continue her narrative. Both she and I were so placed that our cunts and bottoms were well in view, while the men's pricks and appendages were conveniently located for the manipulation of our wanton and inquisitive fingers.
Frances proceeded as follows: 'As soon as captain Jones aroused his amorous desires to the highest degree by sucking, smelling and tasting, the great tension in his course but singularly vigorous prick compelled him yield to its demands. So, rising to his full height, he poked its swollen head up to my face, and with a proud look brandished it before my eyes.
'It certainly seemed to promise all that any prick would do, accordingly I offered no impediment when he separated my thighs to the widest extent, and placing the big head at the entrance of my cunt, slowly drove it up the soft and lubricated channel.
'Big as his prick was — and it was among the biggest I have ever seen — my cunt had no difficulty in taking it all in, though it certainly got a good stretching; and as he went on working his tool with increasing rapidity and force, its great size not only caused no inconvenience but made my whole bottom and cunt glow with the most intense satisfaction.
'I had nothing for it but to give myself up to the delight of the moment; so when I tightened, as my dear lord had taught me, the pleasure girths inside and each time the captain sent home his prick, I squeezed its head far up in my cunt, and met his onward push with a corresponding heave of my bottom. He quickly discovered that I was enjoying the lively movement of his prick equally with himself and, holding me firmly by the shoulders, he leaned forward, pressing his whole weight on my body, and with a roar of delight poured into my cunt a flood of boiling sperm. I then lay under him, with my eyes closed, while he remained for a few moments with the whole length of his prick soaking in my cunt.
'One of the men, however, attracted by the shout and excited by a view of the captain's ecstasy, now came up behind him, and pushing a hand between his legs, felt the lips of my cunt.
'The captain, arousing himself, looked round and seeing who it was said: 'That's right, Darby, hold my balls and tickle her arse while I take another bout, and then you shall have a clear coast all to yourself.'
'I felt the captain's prick swelling in my cunt, preparing for the second fuck, which you know, Queenie, most women like better than the first, I again compressed its head in the innermost recesses of my cunt, and softly heaved my bottom.
'Meanwhile, the fellow behind, having let down his trousers to give his tool free action, kept one hand between the captain's legs, working his balls and poking my bottom, and passing the other round his hips and catching his prick, made it pass through his fingers as he thrust in and out of my cunt.
''Go it, captain — fuck her — ram in your prick; how she twists her arse!
She is the very devil at a fuck.' ''Man alive, Darby, where are you driving your prick? Do you want to bugger me? Shove it alongside of mine. Her cunt will hold the two of you can reach it. There I will move higher — now try — push it in underneath mine. Hah! I thought so, you've got in — now fuck! — fuck for your life.' 'I felt Darby's prick poking under the captain's; my cunt was awfully stretched, but somehow, inconceivable as it may seem to you, he actually go in head and shoulders. I verily thought my whole bottom was turned into cunt. The pleasure caused by the friction of the two pricks as they plunged together was overpowering; I seemed to swim in an ocean of spunk as an unctuous flood streamed forth on every side.
Then my sense appeared to fly away from me and everything became dark.
'When I came to myself, I was lying in one of the berths and the three rascals were tying up their plunder into bundles.
'Then a voice spoke down the hatch, 'Make haste, I see lights moving in the harbour, and they seem to be approaching us; let us be off at once or it may be too late.' 'The captain gave orders to have everything placed in the boat alongside, and then, turning to me, he pointed to the pistols which he placed in his belt and said: 'Now, miss, you have so far behaved well. I have taken my revenge, I don't want to harm you further, so if you make no stir until morning you will see no more of us; but if you make any commotion now, we will return at once, scuttle the yacht and slaughter everyone on board — even if we hang for it,' he added with a dreadful curse.
'I heard them getting into the boat and quickly pushing off; then I got up and having carefully dressed myself as usual, took the lamp and went into the cabin. I found the steward on the way, tied hand and foot and strongly gagged. I set him free, and together we searched the cabin. In one of the berths we found a young lad, secured in the same manner, and down in the fore hold, lying on the cabin table, poor Roberts, who had been first bound and then thrown violently down; we lifted him up, put him in his berth, and took as much care of him as we could. All the rest of the crew had gone off with the captain.
'I was very thankful to find that beyond plundering all they could lay their hands on, which after all was not very much, they had done the yacht no harm. We therefore decided on doing nothing until daylight; when the steward and I reported the matter to the harbour master's office, and placed the yacht in charge of the authorities.
I then went to Monsieur Rinaldo, my language master, and when I told him what had taken place, he kindly offered to put me up at his own house until Lord Ferrars returned. I gladly accepted his offer as the best arrangement for the time being, and was forthwith installed as a member of his household. Here, another event, or I should say series of events took place of a humorous rather than a tragic character, which occasioned my lord much amusement when I related the circumstances to him and which, I trust, will be equally entertaining to our kind friends here.
CHAPTER 6
Monsieur Rinaldo's family was small, consisting only of one maidservant and his wife, who was some twenty years younger than himself. She spoke my language well, having had been born in England, whither her father had gone as agent for an Italian company.
This led to my passing of my time with her, and we soon became very intimate. From the first, she inclined to take me into her confidence, telling how much older her husband was than herself, and that although a very kind old fellow, he was not able to give her full satisfaction, and hinting that if she could meet a good-looking chap, such as I was, who would be inclined for sport, she might be easily won.
'I knew what she was driving at plainly enough, but thinking I might safely amuse myself with her, I pretended not to understand her. On which, she became still more eager and outspoken, and, one day, when we were sitting together on a lounge, she asked me if I had ever had a sweetheart: I replied that I never had, and indeed did not care to bother myself in that way.
'Then she asked: 'Did you ever make free with a girl? Of course, you would not require a sweetheart for that, although a sweetheart would be much nicer.' ''No,' I answered, 'I don't want to have anything to do with girls at all for I have observed that they are always causing quarrels and leading young fellows into mischief.' ''You are quite right, Frances, as regards common women, and I am very glad to hear you say so, but don't you know what a pleasant thing it is to meet with a nice sensible woman, who could be kind as well as trustworthy. Oh, Frances, you surely know the pleasure such a woman can give to a young man like you?' and she put her hand on my arm.
''I have never yet found such a woman as you describe,' I said smiling but drawing away from her a little.
''Perhaps, you have never looked for one,' she answered, moving after me; 'tell me, what sort of woman would you like?' ''Oh, I don't know. I have never thought about it at all.' ''Ah, I think I know; shall I describe her for you?' she said, glancing at me with an arch expression; 'she should be a brunette and moderately stout; she should have a sprightly manner and be sensible in her talk; and above all, she should have a special fancy for yourself; now, is not that the kind of woman that would please you?' ''Why, I declare, you are describing yourself, Madam Rinaldo, in everything except the last particular.' ''Now, there you are wrong, Frances, for let me tell you,
