As the captain expected to return to Jamaica after a few weeks, he kindly told Mat that he may take a run on shore during that time with his wife and that he would help the second mate to perform his duties during his absence. He also placed in his hands most honourably the dowry he had promised Laura.
We set sail for Trinidad with the governor and his suite on board.
Sir Charles was an elderly man of the fine old English type, his manner was bland and courteous and from the first he was most particular in his attention to me.
This seemed to arouse all the ire of his proud and jealous wife. She was positively rude in her conduct toward me and made it her habit whenever she saw us conversing together to swoop down like a bird of prey and carry off her meek old husband in the midst of a storm of reproaches to him and angry glances at poor innocent me.
The captain had given up his cabin to the governor and had taken Mat's while the governor's daughter, Blanche, was located in the one next to mine at the opposite end of the saloon. She was several years my senior and being filled with grand notions of her birth and station was cold and stand-offish in manner so that we had not much intercourse together. She assumed the role of a prude, but there was something in her eye that told a different tale, and set me on the watch to ascertain whether my suspicions were correct.
She had an English maid, but she was so grievously afflicted by seasickness that she required more attendance than her mistress.
The governor had his own valet, an Italian named Sporio, but he seemed to consider it his principal duty to wait upon the ladies and especially the younger.
They all suffered at first from the usual seasickness, but the governor, being the first to recover, gladly availed himself of the opportunity to ingratiate himself with me, and in consequence of her ladyship's illusage I was more disposed to encourage his advances than I otherwise would have been. The captain also, who enjoyed the joke, to spite the old lady facilitated the enterprise in every way he could.
So it came to pass that one calm evening after sunset we were seated together on the poop; his lady was as yet not able to favour us with her benign presence and his daughter had gone below to preserve her complexion.
The old governor was in high glee; he tucked a rug around he to protect me from the dew which was falling heavily, and after sundry warm speeches and loving pressures, he ventured a kiss.
Emboldened by finding that I did not oppose him, he leaned more against me, and stealing his arm round me said, 'My sweet Queenie, you are one of the most loveable girls I ever met. It is such a joy to sit by you and hold you in my arms, even for a minute.'
'Oh,' I replied, laughing, 'you say that to every girl you meet but what would my lady do if she found you here?'
'Don't mind her, the old witch, she can't trouble us now at all events. Let me, my sweet pet – I will be so fond of you and will give you anything you like or would ask for.'
He kept pressing me back, and trying to get his hand under my petticoats.
'Oh, Sir Charles, this is too bad. I did not think you would attempt that.
I like you very much but I can't let you do that.'
But the old fellow was too experienced in the ways of women to mind my affected opposition and after much struggling he succeeded in forcing his hand between my thighs.
'How firm and plump your thighs are, and this mossy nest, oh how soft and warm it is. Queenie, you are a delicious girl – open your legs – let me between them – there now – don't be alarmed. I only want to see you more easily.'
'O Fie, Sir Charles, take your hand off, how can you be so rude.' He pulled me forward and leaning over me held me down by his weight, while he groped my cunt with his fingers. 'Pray don't, you frighten me – here on the open deck, too.'
I had felt him opening up his dress and slyly taking out his prick.
'Oh my, what are you doing? Don't put that there – you will ruin me – what a lot of fumbling – there, it is in now – take care – do it easy – the captain will see you.'
With much difficulty he had at last got in his prick. It did not seem very large or very strong, so to facilitate its progress, I spread myself more and heaved up gently against him.
'My darling, you have a sweet little quim. It holds me live a glove – move forward a little so that I may get more closely in; you must help me. That'' the way. I am not so active as I once was. Do you like it now?
Does my old tool give you any pleasure?'
To humour him, I replied, 'Yes, Sir Charles, but don't leave it in too long, it might harm me, perhaps.'
After a few gasps and with a spasmodic groan he spent; then, while lying palpitation on my bosom, he asked, 'Did I hurt you much, my love, I felt it hard to get in.'
'Yes,' I said,' at first you did hurt me very much, but when you did get in it felt very nice.'
'You are a dear innocent girl' – much he knew – 'I will be so fond of you and I will teach you all about it. Would you like me to fuck you again?
Say the word fuck, my love.'
'Fuck; you may fuck me again if you wish.'
'Say, with your prick in my cunt.'
'Well, to please you, with your prink in my cunt. Will that do?'
'Yes, let me kiss you for being so good, now I will put my hands under you and press the fat cheeks of your lovely bottom and do put your hand down and hold my prick as it passes in and out of your cunt.'
I took hold of his prick. It felt soft and flabby, but still able to slip in and out. I put my other hand down, and gently pressed and moved his balls.
The old fellow was delighted, and regaining something of his youthful ardour, he fucked with all his might.
'Thanks darling, you have quite warmed my old blood and made me feel myself a young man once more.'
Soon afterward I leaned something of Miss Blanche's doings that placed us on a more even balance. My maid, Zilla, kept me informed of all that was going on in the forecastle. She described her numerous flirtations there, and knowing the gratification it would cause me, told me how she had permitted both the boatswain and the carpenter to enjoy her, each deeming himself to be the sole possessor of her favours, until they mutually discovered one another by both coming to her one night at the same time; when, like sensible men, in place of quarrelling over her they agreed to have her in common, which gave them all the more satisfaction as they could enjoy fucking her turn about or both have her at the same time, which Zilla pronounced to be the best plan of all.
The latest of her conquests was Sporio, the governor's valet. She said he was awfully spoony on her and used to call her Carrissima mia nigra.
She taxed him with his devotion to Miss Blanche. He declared that she bored him; that she had seduced him when he was a mere lad, but that she was so exceedingly kind to him that he was loth to break his connection with her; that although so proud to all the world, she actually fawned on him; and that she had requested the boss to allow him to teach her Italian in her own cabin, under plea of being more free from interruption there than in the saloon; but that he did not like going to her for she did nothing but frig and suck his prick.
When I repeated all this to the captain, he laughed until the tears rolled down his cheeks. 'Ha, ha, ho, ho, only think of our stately flamingo cuddling the tool of that olive-tinted rascal; that would be a sight worth seeing; and not that I think of it, there is no reason why we should not see it. Queenie, my lass, we will circumnavigate them. The panels between these cabins can be loosened. Stay here on deck and remain on guard; while the coast is clear below, and I will go in and try what I can do.'
Accordingly, after some time, he came up to my usual nook on the port quarter, and with a merry twinkle in his eye, said, 'All right, you may set the watch as soon as you please, and be sure to keep your weather eyes open. Remove the loose moulding from the left-hand panel at the end of our berth – you can then slide it to one side far enough to command the whole of the flamingo's nest and all her vagaries, and don't forget to note down everything in your log for me. She will soon be under way now, for I was hardly done, when she came down, and I heard her telling the Olive to bring the Italian dictionary after tiffin.'
So I went below, and passing up the saloon, I observed that Miss Stanhope's door was closed. I entered my own cabin and having carefully shut the door and darkened the port, I softly moved the panel and applied my eye to the small aperture indicated by the captain.
The view that met my delighted gaze was even more lubricious than I anticipated. Sporio was reclining on a sofa, holding in his hand a book out of which he was reading in a low voice.
His trousers were all open in the front and his shirt tucked up under his waistcoat. Miss Stanhope was seated by his side on a low stool with her head leaning against him and both hands on his dark-coloured prick.
She kissed it and gently moved its head about her face, all the while gently frigging it with her fingers.
It was a finely proportioned prick, seamed with blue veins, and holding its head in proud erection, as if conscious of being just such a plaything as any lady of warm temperament would like to fondle and put in her pocket of delight. The book he was reading was Boccaccio's Decameron in Italian; she repeated after him as he translated sentence by sentence, occasionally stopping him to ask questions.
The part they ere engaged on was novel ten, of the third day, were the innocent Alibech is instructed by the hermit Rusticus in the pious work of putting the devil into hell, and is induced to believe that the sturdy prick of the holy man, the view of which has excited her astonishment, was the devil sent to buffet and torment him. 'How happy I am,' she exclaimed, 'that I have there no such devil to torment me.'
'Oh, but you have much more than the devil in that same place, for you have in that same spot the hell in which he ought to be thrust,' and he pressed with lewd fingers the as yet unentered sanctuary of love.
'Permit me, my child, to plunge him into this place of darkness, where he ought to be put, and we shall gain all the delights of heaven.'
She accordingly, most innocently and as she believed most piously, permitted him to perform the meritorious act on her willingly subjected body.
The hermit, having placed her in the most convenient position, and opened the shaded portals of her lovely abyss, proceeded to drive the devil in, greatly to his own satisfaction, but with no small pain to the poor novice, who, afflicted by this forcible entrance into her delicate recess, cried out with the pain and said, 'Oh, padre mio, how wicked this devil must be' – sensing him draw the devil from that hot and insatiable abyss – 'even in hell he causes so much trouble.'
But very soon she found that the prolonged movement of the devil inside caused such delightful sensations, that she begged the good hermit to persevere in his pious efforts.
Blanche seemed greatly amused at the eagerness of the innocent Alibech and said, 'But I don't wonder at her, if Rusticus had as grand a devil as this fellow of yours, Sporio mio, which looks so ready for the warm nook that is waiting for him. Why it is even shedding tears at the thought,' she added as she sipped off a pearly drop that glistened on its summit.
'So be it, Carma mia, how shall I put it in?'
'Lie along the couch. I will mount over you and put it in myself and you can look whether I guide the devil aright.'
She fastened up her skirts, and jumping on the couch straddled over him, holding up her shift as she bent forward and watched the purpleheaded demon while she directed him to the clover entrance of his den; when she had him safely housed she laid hold on a projection over her and allowed the motion of the ship acting on the muscles of her thighs to produce the exciting friction he required.
Her extreme coolness showed what an adept she was in obtaining and prolonging the fullest enjoyment of her pleasures. She continued this mode of operation until she had completely pumped him dry; leaning back his head, he drew up his arms and yawned.
'My Sporio is easily tired today, he must be going too much after new loves. Do you find your dark beauty as attractive as ever, or perhaps it is her petite mistress who is inspiring you with tender passion, is it so?'
'Why no, she has given me no opportunity; but now that you suggest the notion, I will seek for some means of approach, for she is without a doubt a charming little piece.'
'Ah, vous etes mechant, mio Sporio, you only say that to tease me. I can't imagine what you all see to admire in that chit of a girl. She would fain look like an angel, while she only simpers like a fool.'
When I related all this to the captain, he rubbed his hands together in glee and declared he must manage somehow or other to witness with me one of those Italian lessons.
As a special reward for telling him all that passed between Sporio and the Flamingo, and also for describing how I helped the old governor to accomplish his desired fuck, he made me lean back with my cunt fully exposed to the light of the lamp, and then kneeling between my widespread thighs, he gave me a most delicious tongue frig and just as I was going to spend, he arose and buried his fiery-headed prick among the folds of my throbbing cunt, and then finished by entering the more narrow passage which lay so invitingly near and from my position peculiarly open to his attack.
Sporio soon found that his best way of approaching me was through Zilla and he therefore made her large presents and promised her everything in his power to bestow if she would use her influence with me in his favour.
She readily undertook to plead for him, not for the sake of the reward, but from her own natural love for any kind of amour.
She began by telling me how greatly he admired me, and she endeavoured to inflame my fancy by describing his insinuating manner and especially the peculiarly skilful way in which he used his fine tool. 'He has such a coaxing eye and such a warm soft hand, the very touch of it makes one thrill, and then his prick – oh missy, it would do you good to feel how firm and strong and at the same time how soft and smooth it is, and while he holds you with a grip like iron, he moves his hand like a cat'' paw over your cunt, and with delicate fingers tenderly open the soft yielding lips, and then so deftly introduces the luscious head of his pleasure-giving instrument, and oh! The vigorous spring of his active loins, as at every plunge, he fucks – fucks – fucks; until your whole inside seems to rush forward to give it a melting reception. Oh, missy! Only try him, and you will find I have told you but half the truth.'
All this time Zilla had been most skilfully frigging my clitoris; and titillating with the nervous tips of her knowing fingers the entrance of my glowing recess.
'Why, Zilla, you are a famous advocate! You must have been trained in the very courts of Cupid! But suppose I consent, how do you propose to bring it about?'
'Well, missy, that is the difficulty, for if Miss S had any inkling of it, she would just go on fire and set the ship in a blaze; but I have a notion, and if you won't be angry with me, I will just mention it for your consideration.'
'Go ahead, Zilla, I won't be angry, what's your notion?'
'To meet him at night in the saloon after they all turn in; and that might be safely effected in this way: the captain is always casting sheep's eyes at me, and I know well what he wants, so my notion is that if I were to gratify him with your consent, he would willingly connive at Sporio's remaining in the saloon at that late hour, and you could meet him then without fear of any disagreeable interruption.'
'Well, Zilla, your notion is clever enough, and would most likely accomplish the object you have in view; but what an insatiable girl you are! I do believe you would not object to having the whole ship's crew from the cabin-boy up, and perhaps you have, for all I know, and indeed you might for all I care, provided you keep yourself from harm.'
Zilla laughed and her eyes sparkled as she replied, 'Ah, missy, there is safety in a multitude; and after all, we can all tell of the pleasure of variety.'
'Well, that will do for the present, I will think the matter over and let you know.'