Date: Sun, 20 May 2012 00:34:07 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Retribution. Part Three.

         This story is for persons of eighteen years or over.  All
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     Part Three

     We were at sea again when I woke up and after getting my early morning
tea from James, got up and had my shower before getting dressed for
breakfast. Though getting dressed was really just a shirt and a pair of
shorts and thongs on the feet. I didn't wear my swimming costume for I
gathered that there wouldn't be any swimming till the late afternoon when
we next dropped anchor.

     After breakfast, I declined the invitation to stretch out on the after
deck but spent the next four hours talking to the cook, engineer and two
crewmen. Four hours might seem such a short time to interview people but
when they are reluctant to speak about their employer, it was long
enough. The unspoken feeling that came across was that they didn't really
like Sir Tobias along with not really liking each other either. I got the
feeling that I was sitting on a keg of gunpowder that had the fuse ready
just waiting for somebody to strike a match.

     Just before lunch, I put on a pair of swimming trunks for I was going
to spend the afternoon in the sun, which I did. Stretched out after a good
meal and snoozed away the afternoon. I woke myself up this time as I felt
the engines throttle back and sat up to watch us glide into a natural cove
of an island with the obligatory beach of fine sand.

     Mark Snares was at the bow and I could just see him from where I sat
near the rail and saw him do something and there was a muted rattle of the
anchor chain being let out and the boat began to lose headway and slowly
swung round till it was brought to a halt by this anchor.

     He did something else which I assumed was making sure that the chain
was secure before he sauntered down to where we were and unclipped a
section of the rail for us to go swimming.  His next task was to lower the
gangway for those of us that did go to refresh ourselves in the cool clear
water.

     Stephen was already taking his shorts off and gave me a sign as if
wanting to know if I was going to join him. I nodded and got up already
wearing my trunks. I saw the captain come along to have a word with Sir
Tobias and I waited until he'd finished speaking before asking him a
question.

     `Where exactly are we captain?' was the question I asked.

     `One of the outer islands of the Grand Bahamas Mr Redgrave,' he
replied.

     `Does the island have a name?'

     `Not that I'm aware of. It's just one of hundreds that are dotted
about. Being on the outer edge of the Bahamas, we're only half a day's sail
away from Florida,' and he waved his hand in the general direction of the
United States of America. I thanked him and went and joined Stephen who was
waiting by the yacht's side for me to join him.

     `It looks like paradise,' he said, indicating the fine looking beach
and the lush foliage just beyond. `Shall we go and see if it really is?'

     `Race you there,' I said as I went to the edge of the boat and let him
dive off first with me close behind. The water was indeed a wonderful
coolant to the body and I quickly made my way to the surface to swim
towards the beach. I briefly saw him as I came up but then he was behind me
as I swam those fifty or so yards to the beach and walked out of the sea a
good six yards ahead of him and flopped down on the sand.

     I watched him come staggering out of the sea to make his way to where
I was lying and he too flopped down, gasping for breath.

     `Christ! I didn't realise you were that strong,' he panted as his hand
came up and stroked my upper leg. `Such strong thighs. I couldn't keep up
with you.'

     `A healthy diet and lots of exercise,' I said. His hand then moved up,
brushing across the front of my trunks and up over my stomach till it
reached my chest.

     `Did...did you understand my unspoken message yesterday? In the sea?'
he asked in a soft voice.

     `Yes Stephen, I did.'

     `So...will you...would you...do you think you could make love to me
tonight?'

     I could see the anguish in his eyes having seen such a look before,
begging, pleading for me to say yes. I looked at him and felt a little pity
for him but answered him.

     `I never play the role of the wife,' I told him.

     `I'll be the wife! I'll be your slave. I've seen what you've got and
it's what I want. Is the answer yes?' I couldn't help but smile up at him
as he'd come up onto his elbow to look down into my eyes.

     `Yes Stephen, tonight,' I said and it was a pleasure to see his eyes
light up and he quickly bent his head and kissed me.

     `Not here Stephen,' I said as I pushed him off. `Somebody might be
watching from the boat.'

     `I'm sorry,' he said, `but I don't really care.' He flung himself onto
his back on the sand. `Oh I wish that this was a desert island and there
was just the two of us. We could then make love out here, in the sand and
under the sun.'

     `I think you've had too much of it,' I said sitting up. `I think we
should swim back now for it will soon be time for dinner.' I got up and
rubbed my hands together to get the sand off and thought that if he had
really been my lover, I might have given him a hand to get up, but he
wasn't, so I didn't. I strode down the short stretch of beach and dived
into the water and slowly swam back to the ship, though I did give him a
push up with my hand under his backside for him to find his footing on the
lowered gangway. I'm not sure if he simpered or not at my doing this.

     We went off to our respective cabins for a shower and get dressed for
dinner and we gathered together in the lounge for pre-dinner drinks. Again
I found myself with Muriel and wondered why she was seeming to be suddenly
at my side at these evening gatherings. Was it protection from Knox for her
comments the previous evening or was it something else for it was her that
had put my name forward for the job I was supposed to be doing. She was
that close to me that I felt her shudder when the man in question gave out
a braying laugh at some joke being told him by Sir Tobias.

     `I wish he'd fall overboard and drown,' she said bitterly.

     `You obviously don't like him,' I said. `Is it because of the cooked
books that you mentioned?'

     `I'm sorry if I seem to hang around you in the evening but he makes my
flesh creep. For the past month or so he's been pestering me with
innuendoes and he'd be the last person on earth I'd ever go to bed with.' I
understood for I didn't like the man either and said so to make her feel
better.

     Dinner was announced and we went into the saloon and I still had her
by my side and wondered if she knew that in the coming night I would be
having Stephen in my bed who had sat down next to me on the other side. I
had a hand on my inner thigh during parts of the meal and it wasn't
Muriel's.

     We had just finished our main course when the captain came bursting
into the saloon without his cap on. This being a first time for me to see
him without it. His face was white and he bent down behind Sir Tobias and
whispered into his ear. He too turned a shade pale.

     `Christ!' he cried, throwing his napkin down and leaving the table in
some haste with the captain behind him. We all looked at each other for a
moment in silence and it was Stella who broke it.

     `What was that all about?' she asked as a general question to the rest
of us still sitting at the table. We all muttered something which had no
bearing on what had caused his sudden departure. We stayed sitting for
quite a few minutes before Stella piped up again.

     `Well it looks as though dinner's over. I'm going to get a drink,' she
said, getting up from the table. Tricia didn't say anything but rose too
and began to follow Stella out of the saloon.

     `I could do with a drink too,' Knox said in his loud voice and rose up
which was a signal for us all to rise and leave the remnants of our meal on
the table and I followed the others into the lounge. There was no sign of
James and it was Stella that was pouring out drinks and Tricia handing them
out.

     For all of ten minutes we were trying to come up with the reason for
Sir Tobias to suddenly leave the dinner table when he reappeared, still
white faced and went and poured himself out a large brandy and drank it
down in one swallow. He poured out another one before turning round to face
us all there waiting to hear what he had to say.

     `We're returning to Nassau tonight. Immediately. The engineer has been
murdered down in the engine room,' he said and took a big mouthful of
brandy.

     `Murdered?' echoed two or three voices in shock and Muriel dropped her
glass, un-noticed, onto the carpet.

     `Yes, so we're upping anchor and the captain is now speaking to the
police and we should be in before morning.' He finished his glass and was
just about to go and refill it when the captain returned and whispered
again into his ear. There was more reaction from Sir Tobias this time for
he flung the glass aside and left the lounge again with the captain
following.

     `Who the hell would want to kill the engineer?' Knox brayed out and
got back blank looks from the rest of us. He knocked back his drink and
went and got a refill as we all seemed to gather closer together asking the
unanswerable questions we were all asking of each other. It was only a few
minutes later that Sir Tobias came back into the lounge a visible shaken
man, followed yet again by the captain. We had all turned round at his
entrance and waited for him to speak.

     `Ladies and gentlemen. It appears that not only have we a murderer
aboard but also a saboteur. The radio has been smashed and somehow, has
disabled the yacht, so we cannot at present leave this anchorage.' He was
visible shaken and seemed to have aged years in the past half hour and it
took some effort for him to be able to pull himself together to speak
again. `So we are stuck here for the time being with a murderer in our
midst and I suggest that you lock your cabins doors for the night and the
captain and I will speak to you all again in the morning.'

     We all finished our drinks and left the saloon and I clearly heard
Tricia say that she never did trust that new seaman who I took it to mean
the surly one called Mark.

     `Daniel,' came the anguished voice of Stephen as he clutched my
arm. `Can I come to your cabin now? I'll feel much safer with you,' he
said.

     `Of course you can,' I smiled at him. `You go on ahead while I just
see that the girls are safely into theirs.' I smiled again at him and then
ushered the three women below and saw each to their cabin and advised them
to lock themselves in for the night. Satisfied at hearing all three bolts
being shot, went on to my own cabin.

     `Oh!' Stephen exclaimed at my sudden entry and I could see that he was
visibly shaken and found that he was in a worse state than the girls. He
clung to me and it took some time to convince him he was safe with me and
so, we finally got undressed and to use his words, I took him to paradise.

     This was easy to do for he was so eager to tackle my tackle that he'd
only just got my trousers down and had my erection out and in his mouth,
almost slobbering over it as he sucked on me.

     `Steady Stephen, steady now. We've got all night,' I said as I eased
him off my cock, lifting him up from his knees. He was of a slight build
and was easy to get him upright and let him kiss me as our bodies came
close together. The kiss lasted several minutes before he became feverish
again in getting me fully undressed and quickly got his clothes off.

     I got onto the bed and lay on my back, having my erection laying up on
my stomach and watched him get onto the bed, noting that he wasn't anywhere
the size of me in the cock stakes. He first took hold of my prick and was
giving it a rub as he lay almost on top of me for another kiss.

     `Oh Daniel! When I first saw you, I wanted you,' he gushed, still
rubbing me down below.

     `Then you'd better stop rubbing me like you are now or I'll be coming
all over your hand instead of where you want it,' I said, adding, `I
haven't got any condoms here. No condom, no fuck.'

     `I thought of that,' he said with a smile as he let go of me and got
off the bed and fumbled around with his shorts and came up with one. He was
quick to tear off the wrapper and knelt on the bed and expertly held up my
prick and rolled the condom down on me.

     `Now we're ready,' he said, bouncing onto the bed and going up onto
his knees. `Fuck me Daniel, please,' he begged.

     I stroked his slim waist as I moved behind him and got between his
legs, running my hands over the pale white cheeks of his bum, making him
shiver. It had been a long time since I last fucked a man up the backside
and it was pure joy for me to enter the tightness of one once
again. Stephen gave out a gasp as I widened him enough for the head of my
cock to get past his sphincter muscle. To have the whole thing as well as
the shaft again surrounded by the body heat of the man I was now fucking,
using slow strokes to almost pull out, widening him again before moving
back till my thighs touched the cheeks of his bum.

     He even started to croon as I moved inside him, feeling his muscle
keep flexing against my shaft, making my cock twitch in response. But I
couldn't hold back for very long and so I was grasping his hips tighter and
pulling him back as I rammed up into him, moving faster until I began to
come inside him. Then it was just my hips jerking away, sending out my seed
into the condom, though I would rather have ridden him bareback but I
didn't know how many others had had their cock up his backside. Better safe
than sorry.

     I fell onto his back as I finished coming and my weight bore him down
onto the bed sheet and slid my hands up under his shoulders, palms upwards
for me to grip and pull him back onto my prick which was still embedded
inside him.

     `Oh Daniel, this is great,' his voice muffled by the pillow as I kept
moving him so that he was himself then fucking the sheet beneath him. `Keep
going. Keep going,' he now grunted, `I'm nearly there.' I felt his body
tense up for a few more strokes until he gave out a big sigh and I knew
that he'd now had his release,

     Both of us were panting as I eased myself up and slowly pulled myself
out of him but as he tried to hold me there with his sphincter muscle, he
stripped the condom right off of me and I came free from his body leaving
just the end piece of it sticking out from his arse.

     I rolled over onto my back, my cock still up and hard, now laying on
my stomach as he too turned and moved down the bed to take me into his
mouth to suck on me again. He kept mouthing and sucking me till I was clean
of sperm before getting off the bed and he did look rather funny going off
to the bathroom with the end of the condom still hanging from his backside.

     I pulled off the bottom sheet while he was getting rid of the rubber
and washing his front before coming back onto the bed and moving up into my
arms for a kiss.

     `That was sheer heaven Daniel,' he said between kissing my lips and
face. `It made me forget about the engineer.'

     `Let's not talk about that,' I said, now feeling rather tired and worn
out. `Let's just get some sleep and maybe we can do this again in the
morning.' With that, we both fell asleep.

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