'Smitten' felt like an understatement when describing Ikuno and Roka's meeting aboard the Dauntless. Due to her size, Roka enjoyed the novelty of being tossed around. Most of her lovers were much smaller than her, so she usually did the tossing. Kal's ability to dominate her with his magical strength was part of why she asked to join his harem. The thought of how he pinned her to the bed and made love to her long and slow until she begged him to let her climax sent shivers up her spine. Then, the mage returned with a blue monster of a woman that looked at her with eyes filled with desire. Roka had a hard time thinking straight for the rest of the day, and when she finally retired to her cabin, Kal and Ikuno were waiting for her.
The mage sat at the Captain's table, sipping ale, while Ikuno sat next to him on the floor since the seats were too small for someone her size. The oni smirked and crawled over to Roka, not like a housecat wanting to be petted but like a jaguar stalking its prey. Ikuno asked something about forming a bond with Kal, and Roka vaguely remembered answering before the oni pulled her into a deep kiss.
The bovine knew that despite her strength, the oni's steely arms were impossible to escape, and the thought turned her pussy from damp to soaked. Ikuno pushed Roka back to her bed, being careful not to hit her head on the beams supporting the ceiling and deck above, then quickly stripped the cow-girl and pushed her on top of the soft mattress before burying her face in Roka's sex. Normally, the heifer liked to take things a little slower, especially with a new lover. But at that moment, the oni's tongue lapping at her pussy was exactly what she wanted and needed.
Roka lay back with her hand over her mouth to contain the lowing moans that would make it plain to her crew the activities happening in her cabin. She only looked up when Ikuno started moaning rhythmically into her sex and found Kal had flipped up the leather flap covering the oni's bottom and begun fucking the large woman from behind.
The cow-girl came first, with Kal following close behind. His seed then triggered the oni's climax. Ikuno's body still trembled from her orgasm as she swapped positions with Roka, laying across the bed and guiding the bovine's mouth to her freshly filled sex. As she started licking and sucking on the oni's pussy, Kal's seed on her tongue triggered another, smaller orgasm. The mage turned it into a much bigger climax when he slid his magic cock deep into her pussy.
The bovine thought she might have died and gone to heaven as Ikuno took hold of her ears and ground her sex against Roka's face, filling her senses with the woman's scent while Kal began slamming his cock into her pussy. Roka tried to give as well as she had gotten, but her senses were so overloaded her tongue mostly just lolled out of her mouth and only occasionally took an active swipe across the blue pussy pressed against it.
Roka built quickly to her third climax in what felt like only a handful of minutes as the mage pounded into her, his cock lightly nudging her womb's entrance with each stroke. Her belly tightened, and the cow-girl shoved her soft tongue as deep into the oni as it would go before wailing into the woman's sex as she came.
Ikuno pulled Roka up and cradled her in her arms, something she had never experienced with any lover, even Kal.
The oni squeezed Roka and grinned at Kal. "I think she's a keeper."
For the next few days, the two could barely keep their hands off each other, sometimes to the point of making Kal feel like the helper in their lovemaking. Kal didn't mind, though. Kashka was more than a little riled up from the prospect of seeing Ratt again, and there were a few crew members originally from The Scarlet Bitch who asked for some of his time.
Things aboard The Dauntless seemed to be going quite well. A small group of trainees boarded The Gazelle when it passed through, and a larger group would be joining The Scarlet Bitch. That Roka and her crew managed to train such a large group of monster girls into fairly competent sailors in less than a month was no small feat.
He got a clue as to her success when The Dauntless set sail on their second and third days aboard. The seasoned crew members sat back and watched their charges work, giving suggestions and corrections but making the recruits do most of the work.
But it wasn't all smiles. There were a few women who gave sailing a solid try but decided that life at sea just wasn't for them. How someone could choose to return to the city slums over a well-paying job as a sailor was beyond Kal's comprehension. Kashka explained it as the women preferring a life they grew up in, knew, and understood over the unknown of boarding a ship and letting it take them over the horizon to ports and dangers unknown. Roka pointed out that their almost daily journeys out to sea were far enough that Soma and Azumbaho disappeared beyond the horizon. The trainers would bring this to the recruits' attention, and that was often the deciding moment as to whether or not they would stay.
Thankfully, there was no shortage of women to take their place. Soma's monster girl slums lost a fair number of women to The Dauntless but were just as quickly refilled by those coming in from other cities. Whenever a trainee left the ship, it was a small matter to escort them back to the slums and return with their replacement.
Roka said that the Soma's monster girl slums had changed since Kal's visit. As women came back from the ship and told stories of how Kal and Roka were keeping their promise and not throwing them in cages, the entire slum now had an air of hope about it that felt a little out of place, considering it still looked as dirty and run-down as when they first laid eyes on it.
Kal inquired about the state of The Dauntless's coffers, and Roka said there was little cause for concern. On its first pass around the Azum-Mainland trade route, The Gazelle hardly made any coin in Silvermoon thanks to penalties for late delivery because of Darrow's ill-fated attempt to capture The Scarlet Bitch. Luckily, they picked up some lucrative cargo in Calfera and Kuji to make up for it. When The Gazelle offloaded in Soma, its Captain, Wonna, came to visit and brought a small boost to the coffers before taking back some of the better-trained recruits to fill out her crew. Things seemed to be going equally well for The Gazelle, but Wonna looked forward to taking on the new hands. Since leaving Soma the last time, they had been working with little more than a skeleton crew, and the trainees would give the men and women on her ship some much-needed rest.
On their fourth day aboard The Dauntless, The Scarlet Bitch arrived in Soma. Roka had Captain Ratt's new sailors waiting at the pier as The Bitch came into port. The extra hands made quick work of unloading and loading cargo. Though they probably could have set sail that evening and been out of the harbor before sundown, Ratt and Scarlet let the new sailors have a last night with their families and loved ones before their month-long absence. It also gave Roka, Kal, and Ikuno a last, passionate night together. Kashka bid farewell to The Dauntless and its crew earlier that day and joined Ratt aboard The Scarlet Bitch.
Now, they were aboard The Bitch, sailing away from Soma, and Ikuno was decidedly unhappy. Not only was she being taken away from her new playmate, but The Scarlet Bitch was notably smaller than The Dauntless, with smaller rooms and lower ceilings, none of which she fit into with any degree of comfort. This left her sleeping on the floor in the cargo hold until the ship's ropemaster could fashion a large and strong hammock to hold her. Already annoyed at being treated like cargo and having to crawl up and down stairs meant for people significantly smaller than her just to get to her 'quarters,' she sat on the steps to the forecastle and watched The Dauntless fade into the distance.
"You're showing off to the crew," said Kal, nodding toward her exposed sex as he approached from Scarlet and Tavorah's cabin.
The oni frowned as her eyes shifted to her lover. "Let them look. Why didn't you warn me we were switching ships?" She looked back at the Dauntless and sighed. "Damn, I'm going to miss that girl's tongue."
"And I'm sure she will miss yours," said Kal as he used a bit of magic to leap onto the forecastle, then nudged her bottom with his foot to get her to make room. "Just so we're clear. I mentioned many times that we were sailing to Silvermoon on the Scarlet Bitch, not the Dauntless. I was not expecting you and Roka to hit it off as well as you did." He looked over at the Captain's Cabin, where Ratt and Kashka continued their passionate reunion now that the ship was underway. "I'll need to keep the rest of my women away from these ships at this rate."
Ikuno rolled her eyes. "I'm not that bad. Besides, we were only aboard for four days."
"Most of which you spent in Roka's cabin."
"But that wide, soft tongue. You should have bonded her for that alone."
"I promised her I would next trip if she was still interested. But I'm not bonding a woman to me just because you are smitten by the girl's tongue. Although I've experienced it enough to see the appeal."
"Come on now, Kal. I was joking. I wouldn't push you to form a bond on that alone."
"Considering all the moaning from her cabin the past few days, I wonder." The mage chuckled as Ikuno glared at him. "I understand. There are reasons I promised her a spot among my women on my next visit."
Ikuno sighed as Soma disappeared beyond the horizon. "It's awful to say, but I hope she's still unattached when we return."
"I think 'awful' is a strong word, but it's definitely selfish."
