Page 101 of A Flash of Golden Fire

“Oh, fuck,” I muttered.

“As a matter fact, you will find just the thing in the second drawer of that cabinet,” Domingo said, gesturing to a chest of drawers with elaborate wood scrollwork that stood against the wall on the other side of the room.

After several moments, the captain had me trussed up like a roasting hen, much to Domingo’s amusement.

The beguiling man crawled over to examine my predicament more closely and leaned down to kiss the corner of my mouth where the cloth gag, which the captain had fashioned from a silk scarf, stretched my lips.

“Oh, he has quite a skill with knots, our captain, doesn’t he?”

Dinesh laughed. “I should think so. Rope work is an important skill for any mariner.”

I whimpered as Domingo trailed his fingers down to tickle my balls and cock before returning to his former spot and making himself comfortable again.

“This is what we like, isn’t it, little witch?” Captain Martin said, his expression smug and his eyes filled with heat.

I nodded, filled with both a sense of safety in my rope confines, and an anticipation of imminent danger. Well, danger in the form of whatever indignity the captain had in mind for me this evening. With another man in the room, I still had no issue giving myself to Dinesh in this way. Domingo’s presence made everything more exciting now.

“Excuse me for being daft, Dinesh,” Domingo said, “but why do you call him your little witch? Has your little rooster put a hex on you?”

My eyes went wide. I entreated Dinesh with no words, only the trepidation in my eyes, not to reveal my secret.

“Well,” he murmured, leaning down to brush the hair out of my eyes. “My rooster has bewitched me for certain, and I shall never recover.”

My chest flooded with heat as my body ached with the need to spend my passion. I made a pitiful, submissive sound.

“You best get on with your tupping, then. I don’t think he’s going to last very long. We’ve had a stimulating evening.”

“Haven’t we, just?” Dinesh replied. “And, yes, I think you’re right. Are you ready, Simon? I’m going to ravish you in front of Domingo, so you’d best close your eyes and pretend we’re in our rooms on theArrow.”

I made a desperate sound and did as he’d bid, closing my eyes and giving myself over, thinking of Domingo watching. What followed was a thorough and lazy fucking that made the most of my captured position and allowed the captain full access to any part of me.

I thought I might die, as the screwing went on and on, and Domingo’s prediction was proved wrong in the extreme. The captain tortured me for ages, not in an urgent state himself after having already achieved satisfaction earlier. I, however, went into a state of pure submission and floated on a haze of desperation, need, and waning and rising excitement.

Finally,finally, after he satisfied himself with a restrained and cursory grunt, he pulled out and descended on me with three fingers up my hole and his mouth around my cock until I convulsed and screamed, emptying down his throat.

I must have lost consciousness for a brief time. I heard the sound of Domingo’s laughter and slow clapping as I came to and blinked my eyes open to the captain’s concerned face.

“There he is. Welcome back, my darling,” Captain Martin said as he untied the gag and pulled the soaked cloth from my mouth.

“You fucking bastard,” I whispered, completely spent and utterly exhausted.

“Yes, that I am,” he agreed as he gazed upon me fondly and with much satisfaction.

“That was quite the sight, I’ll admit,” Domingo said. “I rarely get the chance to sit back and enjoy the torment of another. Thank you both very much.”

“Entirelyourpleasure, to be sure,” Captain Martin said, untying the knots that had held me still for him. “We’ve been on the ship a long spell. Jolly to fuck on solid land for a change.”

I had to agree with that. We hadn’t had to worry about the rocking of the ship, or any of the crew needing us. Once I was loose, and the captain had rubbed the blood back into my limbs, I accepted his offer of a glass of water that Domingo had brought.

“Your rude bird has gone quiet, at last,” Dinesh said, eyeing the covered cage in the corner.

“Yes. She’s rude, I’ll admit, but I love her dearly.” He shrugged. “No accounting for taste, I suppose.”

“We should go up to our room and sleep,” the captain said to me. “You look like you’re barely awake as it is.”

I gave him an incredulous look. “I beg your pardon. You try being taken to the edge of heaven and pulled back multiple times, after having fucked the most lovely whore on earth, and then experiencing the closest thing to God and the angels in a moment of release, and tell me howyoufeel.”

“‘The most lovely whore on earth’?” Domingo said, gazing at where I lay near him. “Well, I thank you very much for that compliment, Rooster,” he said, brushing the hair off my forehead. “I have had a wonderful time, which isn’t always the case when you run a business out of your arse. I shall remember you fondly, as I remember Dinesh. You’ve been absolutely wonderful clients.”

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