Chapter One: Shipping and Handling
My name is Linda Price. I'm four years into my profession and 22 years old. I'm pale, I have long black hair, my posture is frail and thin. But I'm healthy overall.
The time is 8 am in the early month of February, year 1849. People all over the world are flocking to the western Americas to mine for gold.
I'm departing from Normandy in a ship to live up to my profession for a 3 month voyage.
My training began when I was just a child of 14. My parents saw I was maturing fast. But I'm unable to hold any weight and complications arose. I'm unable to bear a child. I won't be any good around the farm they figured. So I went to school to become a full service traveling companion.
I was trained for years in the craft of navigation by sea, by land. Tending to horses, seafaring vessels, and men.
Of course, the most important part of the job madame beat into our heads was to keep our male companions satisfied. If we get in the way, we reserve the right to be beaten, so stay useful and keep them satisfied.
The vessel I'm stationed on is privately owned and named Our Fair Lady in Black. There's been a ship wench on board for 10 years tending to the crew and the upper-class family that owns the ship.
Along with the ship wench, there are two other ladies, a cook and one woman on the deck polish crew. This is of course, not counting the wife of the ship owner.
Day one on the ship was quite rough. The ship wench Myrtle showed me to the ladies cabin. Small, cramped, with an even smaller washroom.
Myrtle was in her mid thirties and definitely envied my youth. She has been employed on the ship for 10 years and has a constant back ache, or so she swears. Her duties include laundry and cleanup.
Myrtle gave me a tour of our living quarters and our dingy washroom. "You'll clean up in here. Don't waste the water now." Myrtle instructed. I nodded.
"Here, is the pleasure cabin. Don't bring more than one person in here at a time with you. The bedding gets changed twice as much here to keep it safe." Myrtle explained.
As soon as we got up onto the deck, a man yanked me and shoved me right back into the hall.
"You've been shown the pleasure room, I trust?" He breathed on my neck. I shivered and nodded.
"We're going there. Got it?" He asked. I nodded. Looking back I saw Myrtle with a worried expression but then my face was shoved forward and my bottom smacked. "Get moving." He demanded.
The door opened and I was slammed onto the bed. My dress and petticoat were lifted up.
"N..no wait I need to prepare.." I began but then my mouth was covered.
"Shhh. It'll only hurt for a second." He assured me. I panicked but tried to relax.
He went in slow then forceful with his thick cock of medium length.
"Ahh!! Please! Nnn! No!!" I pleaded. My mouth was covered and he began pumping me full. It hurt so much. I had no time to prepare.
When I stopped struggling, I was grabbed by the hips and lifted slightly. His cock went in much smoother and less painful.
"God! Ohhh!" I shouted. It began to feel amazing. He covered my mouth and held my thigh up with his other hand, elevating me enough to be slammed over and over again.
The man stuck his fingers into my mouth. One, then two. "Suck on them." He whispered into my ear.
I nodded and licked them up and down as well as I could.
"Hmmmph!!" I tried to shout. I could feel his penis pulsing. He really liked me pleasing his fingers. I got fucked harder and harder. My hips in his hands were raised and lowered so much I know it's going to hurt for a few days.
This is what I must do on call. He could really mess me up if he did this several times a day. Thwoomp thwoomp! His thighs slapped against mine as he went rougher. I couldn't take the pain. "Hmmmphh!!" I screamed and cried.
He finished quickly after he began pumping me so rough until I felt myself rip. Then with three rough poundings, I felt myself get filled up.
I struggled to catch my breath when he set me down and pulled himself out of me. I got slapped in the back of my head. "Don't tell anyone what happened today." He threatened.
He got up, put his pants on and slapped my ass once more before leaving. I finished crying into the bed and catching my breath. I gathered myself up and headed back into the ladies cabin.
Myrtle waited on a bed. "Don't you dare say anything." She said. I nodded.
"Who was that?" I asked. "That's the owner's son. Engaged. But he helps himself to the deck polish all the time. Likes his girls young and childlike." Myrtle explained. "You're quite lucky to be so well-fed now. But in due time, you'll become skin and bones like the other ladies."
I cleaned up and rested upon my bed. All the while being sized up by Myrtle. She, with her slight hunch and wrinkles couldn't bear it finally. She got up and left.
Catrine, the deck polish girl entered after. She spoke only French, yet Myrtle assumed she hadn't a single thought in her brain. Catrine looked to be about 14, barely maturing body and small physique. She was truly 21 years older. Dark hair like myself. 5" tall and skinny.
"Bonjour madame." Catrine said courteously. I smiled and the door upstairs opened behind her.
"Simone! S'il vous plaït! Non!" She begged. "Shut up!" The owners son shouted as he rushed in and grabbed her. He lifted her from the ground. Her helpless body against his 6"2.
He shoved me with his shoulder. "Open the door. You're coming too." He said. To the pleasure room we went.
"No no! Simone! Ah, um.. Please!"
Catrine begged. She was thrown to the bed on her back and then I was grabbed by the neck. "Lick her pussy now!" The man ordered me. Never in my years have I been instructed in- ah! He shoved my face into her crotch.
"S..Simone sir. I do can't understand! Please!" Catrine cried. I was grabbed roughly by the neck again. "Ah! Ok ok!" I agreed and stuck my tongue out.
My tongue met her outer vagina. I licked around outside and then stuck my tongue slowly inside. Catrine tensed up.
"Ohhhh madame. Nnn.. Ohhh!!" Catrine moaned. My ass was slapped and my stockings lowered as I felt the my sir's body against mine. He pressed his cock to my pussy. "I didn't say stop! Make her happy." He slapped me once more.
I licked up and into her pussy. Then out onto her clitoris. "Mon dieu!! Ah god!" She struggled and her back arched as she gave in to pleasure and lost her breath. "Yes little girl. Talk. In your sexy voice." Our sir instructed.
"Plus de langue! Plus de langue!" She said. "She's begging for more. Give it to her. Now!" Our sir demanded. He shoved his cock forcefully deep in me. I shuddered and my face went right into her pussy. My tongue went deep into her.
"Ahhhh!! Mon dieu!! Mmm ohhhh!! S'il vous plait!! Simone! Master!! Can do Fuck me please!!" Catrine shouted as I licked up deep inside her tight little pussy.
I was shoved forward as our sir shoved his cock into me then out. I was set aside roughly.
"Out of the way." He said. He grabbed Catrine, picked her up and sat on the bed setting her on top facing him. He set her on his cock gently as she hugged him closely. I saw her eyes close tightly as her little body was lowered onto his big cock.
"Stay. You're watching. Say yes master Simone!" He instructed.
"Yes master Simone!" I said.
I couldn't help but feel turned on and relieved I wasn't getting plowed.
Simone began lifting and dropping Catrine roughly. Each time little Catrine winced. "M..much big master Simone! Much big! Ohhh! Aaauuhhh!!" She shouted in pain.
"You're hurting her! Stop!" I shouted.
I was backhanded. "She likes that. Now shut up!" Master Simone yelled. "Now feel sorry for her while I fuck her little body!" He said picking up the pace. Catrine cried in pain even more.
"Yass!! Mon dieu!! Ohh!!" She yelled. She opened her eyes and saw me. She licked master Simone's neck.
"It -oh!! It do fine madam! Ohhh!!" She nodded and reassured me through moans. She began kissing his neck.
Catrine was slapped roughly on the face and laid flat on the bed suddenly. "No leaving marks, little girl!" He said.
