Freeuse Stowaway: Finding happiness in service to the Captain and his crew. (Freeuse Stowaway Adventures Book 1) by Hank Dolworth

Author:Hank Dolworth [Dolworth, Hank]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JACKL Publishing
Published: 2023-04-25T00:00:00+00:00

Second stew wants a helping of the freeuse stew

My eyes blinked awake and then closed into slits at the fluorescent lighting flickering in the rope locker. I inhaled the scent of hemp from the pile of rope I was lying on. I was warm in the small space I’d been tucked into. My body was sore in a delightful way that surprised me. I hadn’t been precisely sexually active when I decided to stow away on a luxury sailing yacht, so the last few hours had muddled my mind and nerves with pleasures I’d only vaguely remembered.

I shifted, and my nipple twinged as it brushed over the rough texture of the rope. I sat up and pulled away the tatters of my bra, which Liam had left still wrapped above my tits, then tugged my polo shirt back down over my bare breasts and stiffened nipples. I looked down and realized they’d be clear as day until I found a new bra–if allowed. I blinked, still adjusting to the stark lighting, and looked around, spotting my skirt in a heap near the bulkhead.

I pushed myself off the coils of rope and leaned to pick up my skirt. I leaned against the bulkhead I’d been dangling from earlier and stepped back into the skirt, pulling it up my bare thighs. I felt a dribble of Liam’s spunk run down my thigh, and I bit my lip at the thought of his cum trapped in my ass. I shook my head, amazed and amused at the drastic shift in my fortunes. Being a free-use slut might be better than being a starving cocktail waitress; at least I was getting more than a grope and a shitty tip.

My stomach grumbled, reminding me that I hadn’t eaten. I couldn’t call two mouthfuls of cum and the flavor of Lilly’s spending on my tongue nourishment. I wished I had a mirror to check my hair. My red curls felt like a mess. I smoothed it out as best I could and tightened my ponytail, then went to the door and cracked it open to check if anyone was around. Seeing no one, I felt for the light switch and turned off the fluorescent lights, darkening the interior of the rope locker. I stepped out into the sea breeze and turned to walk aft.

The sails were down, and the sound of our engines was a quiet background to the rush of the hull through the waves. The boat swayed back and forth as I held onto the lifelines and paced along the narrow part of the deck alongside the cabin. Reaching the main deck, I turned, walked down the steps, found my way back to the long passageway, and headed toward the crew’s mess.

As I got close to the crew cabins, with my stomach grumbling, I saw Steph walking toward me. She lifted her hand and shook her finger at me. I paused and looked at her quizzically. She pushed open the door to her cabin, flipped her hand, and crooked her finger at me.

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