I awoke the next day feeling a bit guilty, like maybe I was a fag and resolved to end this little arrangement. I went to my usual station and started work, wondering when the Captain would call. By noon nothing had been said to me about a new position, but the ship had turned for home.
The ship was returning to port because of some engine problem they discovered during the night. That probably pissed the Captain off I thought and he just didn’t get around to getting my new position taken care of yet, which I thought was good because I didn’t know if I could be the Captain’s slave. We docked at 1400 hours and the crew was allowed to leave the ship. Some guys had places off the ship, some were married with homes, me I lived on the ship, so I wasn’t going anywhere, except to the bar.
I decided to head to the local base club where I could get served but as I was getting ready to leave the ship, the man stationed at the cat walk said I had to report to the bridge. So I went to the bridge and there was Captain Silver. Reporting as ordered Sir, I said. Good sailor, at ease. Go down to the Yeoman’s office and he’ll fill you in on your new duties. You played great last night, we’ll have a rematch and maybe you can win some of your money back, he laughed. I went down and found out what my new job was. Basically just serving the Captain, errands shit like that. I was told to report to the Captain and I did.
He said he would be tied up for awhile yet and wouldn’t be able to break me into my new duties. He asked if I was going to be leaving the ship and I told him I was planning on going to the club on base. He said fine and that if he needed me he would send for me. I left and headed for the club. It had been awhile since I had a beer and was eager to get drunk. I sat at the bar and starting downing brew after brew and soon found myself with quite a buzz on. I was there about two hours when the bartender asked out loud if anyone present was from the USS Raven. I spoke up and as I did a young looking oriental guy approached me. He said his name was Nim and Captain Silver ordered him to pick me up. I followed Nim to a waiting car. Once inside I asked where we were headed and Nim said home.
I was lost on that one. Nim looked like a typical oriental, slender build, feminine features, short at about 5”5 or so, maybe a 140 pounds. We drove out to the country, a good 30 minutes jaunt from base and wheeled into a relatively nice home. As we approached the driveway, the door opened and in we drove. Then the door shut behind us and we were parked next to the Captains car.
So this was his house, nice so far I thought. We entered the house and Nim led me through the kitchen down the hallway through a door leading to the basement. The basement looked like a typical unfinished basement and was rather small for the size of the house. The walls were framed for finishing but was uncompleted. Nim walked over to a dryer and moved something behind it when a secret door opened and he motioned for me to enter.
I walked into a large room that in my thinking was plush. It had wall to wall carpet, carpet on the walls themselves, a small bar, plush furniture, stereo entertainment center. I noticed some unusual type of furnishings too, padded saw horses, a rack, various iron rings where attached to different places and things on the ceiling, floor and walls. Video cameras were positioned in all the corners and some on walls. On the far side of the room there was a large door with bars on it. It was a strange place, but looked like the perfect place to party and get kinky with women, or men depending on your situation. Nim led me to the door with bars and walked in ahead of me, again motioning me to follow. Inside it was wall to wall carpet, some iron rings on the wall and ceiling, a brass bucket of some type, antique looking and a mattress that was covered with felt in the corner and one of those bear skin type blankets.
Nim then said that this was his room and to wait here he wanted to show me something else. As he left the room I turned to follow but he slammed the door shut imprisoning me in his room. In a loud voice filled with anger I asked Nim what the fuck he was doing and to let me out. He turned and said the Captain would let me out when the time came and if I had to piss use the bucket. He turned out the lights and went upstairs. I wasn’t to scared. I knew being under the Captain’s command, he couldn’t just keep me there without questions being raised, but than again, I didn’t really know for sure. Three hours passed and then the secret door opened and Captain Silver approached my cell. He was dressed in a really wild leather outfit.
He ordered me to undress. As I was stripping off my clothes he opened my cell door. When I was naked he took my soft penis in his hand and studied it. Then he told me to turn around. He me put his hand in the middle of back and pushed me forward, telling me to grab my ankles. He then took each of my buttcheeks and spread them apart. Is your asshole cherry he asked? Yes Sir, I replied. I was feeling humiliated being naked in front of him with my soft little dick in plain view.
He grabbed me by my hair and led me out of the cage. Once outside he led me to another room off from the bar. It was a bathroom. He had me sit on the toilet and told me to stay put, then turned and walked away. He came back a few minutes later with Nim. Nim was also totally naked. The Captain told Nim to help me get cleaned up. Nim got a strange looking rubber bag out of a closet and started filling it with water. While he was doing this the Captain told me what my new position was.
He said that I was going to live here while we were off duty and that the cage was my and Nim’s room. That is where we would sleep and live unless the Captain wanted something else. He told me that I was to refer to him as Master. That when I saw him I was to immediately drop to my knees in appreciation and ask how I can serve him. I am to be totally nude at all times when I am in the house. I am also required to obey any command which Nim may give me.
The Captain then told me that I was by nature submissive and that I would truly enjoy my experience if I understood and embraced the fact that I was submissive. Nim inserted what was an enema into my asshole and I could feel the warm water filling my bowels. After he unloaded the rubber bag in my butt, he told me to sit on the toilet, but not to shit it out until he said.