Treacherous Waters - 5/? (*slash*)
Wed Jan 16 20:10:01 2002
For disclaimers and such, see part one.
Thanks for your support!
Shan, I hope you are still enjoying this.
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~^~^~LANCE'S POV~^~^~
I watch mesmerized as Trish slowly slices the man's shorts from his lean, perfect body, the knife
dangerously close to his balls. I smile as I hear the obscenities that he is yelling at her. He should be
careful, Trish isn't known for being nice to men who yell at her. However, her face is calm as she
throws the last piece of material aside, smiling as she looks down at the helpless, furious, beautiful male
underneath her.
I lick my lips as I watch her dominate the man. What I wouldn't give to be him. To have her on top of
me. I shake my head. Who am I kidding? Trish doesn't know that I exist.
I jump as she turns her head in my direction. I manage to duck behind the crate, silently cursing
myself for getting caught.
I sit there quietly for several seconds, but she doesn't call out to me.
Maybe she didn't see me.
~^~^~TRISH'S POV~^~^~
I almost giggle as I see Lance duck behind the crate, but I manage to refrain myself. He's so cute in a
serious kind of way. I really like him, but I think that he's afraid of me. Most of the guys are.
If I called out to him, he'd probably run. A wicked smile crosses my face as I look down at my helpless
captive. Lance is so serious about everything, but I wonder what he would do if I put on a little show
for him.
"Get off me, bitch!" Jason hisses as he tries to arch up and topple me to the side.
I slap him hard across the face.
"Get off?" I hiss. "Someone will be getting off, but it won't be you."
He looks at me confused, but his eyes widen as he sees the cock ring that I'm holding. To me it's a work
of art. Men say it was invented to enhance their sexual performance, but I say a woman developed it to
torture her male lover.
Wonder if I should tell me about my ex-lover, Vince McMahon and what I did to him once I found out
he was just playing me for a slut. How I sliced and diced him into little bitty pieces and fed him to the
sharks. Hell, I bet those sharks had some bad after taste, because Vince was one sour, selfish, brutal
asshole.
"Let me go," Jason whispers, his voice more calmer and sounds very innocent.
I smile, because it's way too late to play nice.
He grits his teeth as I place the ring on him. He actually whimpers in fear.
"Be good and I won't have to hurt you too bad," I whisper in his ear.
He shivers, but says nothing.
I slowly pull my blouse over my head, revealing my large tanned breasts. I cup them and flick the
nipple with my fingers, moaning in mock pleasure.
Jason looks disgusted, but I can feel the heat of Lance's stare as he remains hidden.
I push Jason's legs apart as I lean down and engulf his cock, tearing a whimper from his throat.
Within a matter of minutes, he is begging me to take the ring off, but I turn a deaf ear to his pleas. This
is about payback and punishment, not his pleasure.
I smile as his cock slips from my mouth with a slight pop.
He groans as he arches his hips up in frustration.
Smiling, I sit astride of him again and slowly start to lower myself on his long, slender cock.
He hisses as his cock slowly pushes inside of my warm wetness.
"No!" He growls.
I smile as I see the hurt and confusion on his face. He's always been in control and he hates
relinquishing that control to me.
It's about time Jason learned how it felt to be taken against your will.
I grin down at him as I slowly rise and fall down on his cock, fucking myself, forcing him deeper.
Loving the despair that I see on his beautiful face. Payback is a bitch.
~^~^~GLENN'S POV~^~^~
As I make my way to the center of the yacht, I see Trish on top of the blond.
I smile as I hear the young man cry out in pain as Trish twists one of his nipples. She can be a devil
when she wants to. It just depends on her mood.
The blond screams and I notice that she has slipped a finger underneath him and is finger fucking him.
God, she is good.
I just hope the young male doesn't piss her off. She'll kill him without even blinking.
I see movement to my left and grin as I see Lance watching her every move. Looks like Trish has got a
secret admirer.
~^~^~MARK'S POV~^~^~
I smile as I'm greeted by Hunter and Bradshaw. I was reluctant to leave Adam alone, but I have to
make sure my crew is alright and that everything is secure.
They quickly fill me in on what has transpired in the last thirty minutes.
Hunter tells me that he has secured the captain in his quarters, and that he has no intentions of
releasing him.
Bradshaw tells me about the two brothers and how they are secured in his cabin and that he's keeping
them.
I look at them and smile. This time we picked up lovers instead of treasures.
Glenn and Chris smile as approach. Chris opens the bag that he is carrying and dumps the jewelry and
cash in front of me.
"The guy is loaded!" Chris exclaims.
"Just like Glenn?" I ask, smacking him hard on the ass, smiling as he yelps.
Yep, my big brother did some plundering while he was checking out that safe.
I frown at Glenn, but he stuffs his hands in his pockets and looks away, whistling innocently. Damn, he
looks cute in that outfit.
"I thought that we agreed to no more plundering Chris until we're safely away?" I growl.
Chris immediately scoots next to my brother, who wraps a protective arm around him.
"I'm a pirate. It's in my blood," Glenn manages to say.
Fuck, he even managed to keep a straight face.
Hunter and Bradshaw chuckle, but stop as I glare at them.
"But Glenn is not the only one that did some plundering is he?"
"I.....uhhhh......well......ummmm," Bradshaw murmurs.
"Plundering is good," Hunter smirked.
I roll my eyes. At least I have Trish and Lance. Probably the only two sane people on my crew.
"Where's Trish & Lance?" I ask.
Glenn grins. "Trish is doing some plundering of her own and Lance is watching."
I stare at him confused, then I realize that only Jason is left on that boat.
A smile slides across my face.
"You're right. Plundering is good," I growl.
We all pause as Jason's screams increase.
"Remind me to never piss Trish off," I whisper.
Everyone nods in agreement.
~TBC~
