|
Jack was on his first sea voyage on the ship the Lady Jane and this to the Spice Islands, a land of exotic smells and strange people, languages and customs. His main duties were to attend to the captain at all meals and to ensure the captains uniform was always clean and pressed. The rest of the time he was to take his turn in the rigging and for one hour every forenoon and every afternoon to take his turn as the lookout on the top of the mainmast. After three months they reached the Indies and filled their hold with cinnamin, cloves and tea and were on the return voyage. This was the most dangerous time when they were low in the water and ripe for the plucking. They were nearing the African coast looking to replenish water and fresh food and mabe trade for gold. The lookout saw for a moment a sail and then nothing, and thought he must have been mistaken. Eight bells and jack climed the rigging to take his turn in the lookout position. He cast his eyes around the horizon carefully and saw nothing. They approached some islands near the African coast and were half way through them when the first of three small fast ships darted out from the other side. Their cannons blasting away tearing at the timbers on the masts in an attempt to bring her to a halt. The foremast splintered and and tipped over the side held to the Lady Jand by her rigging. This acted as a sea anchor and slowed her down considerably. The gunners on The Lady Jane fired in response but were cut down with grapeshot from the two other craft quickly overtaking her and locking her in. Jack could do nothing in his position so he hid as low as he could in the cramped space atop the rigging. Soon the deck was covered with fighting as the pirates swarmed over the crippled ship. Cutlass and sabre clashed as Lady Janes men gallantly struggled to repel the boarders. Their efforts were futile as the weight of pirate numbers over powered them. Jack could just make out what was happening below through a drain hole in the bottom of the bucket like structure of the lookout post in which he was hiding. Soon all the crew were assembled at one end of the deck and the officers separated from the rest. There names taken and a ransom calculated and put on their heads. These were put on the first of the pirate ships and landed on one of the islands where a fortress had been built to wait out the time till their families or their companies paid up. The crew were tied up then criticly inspected. The badly injured were tossed over the side to feed the sharks. Then the older experienced sailors were put to the sword and fed the sharks as well. A crucible was set up and when the fire was going well a bucket of pitch was set upon it to melt. One by one the captured seamen were tied to the main mast one at a time, stripped of their pants and had their balls cut off. This was done by streaching their ballbags as far as the pirate could pull, then severing them at the body, just leaving a quater inch of skin for the sailmaker to sew up so they didn't bleed to death. All their balls were tossed over the side to feed the fish.Then red hot pitch was applied to the cut to prevent infection. The younger captives were set aside for special treatment. Their nice young cocks were inspected by one particulaly ugly fat pirate who severed the ones with foreskins and placed them into a bin of salt to preserve them. These would fetch a very high price in certain places. A hollow bamboo tube was inserted into their cut urethra to pee through. Then they were castrated and smeared with red hot pitch as the others were. Their younger balls were also salted down for a special price at the market. These younger captives would take on a more rounded slightly female appearance as they were not yet through puberty. They would be well recieved in the slave markets of Zanzibar. Jack shivered looking down at their fate. All the captives were left on deck the deck all the rest of the day. They were all still in their blood stained clothing bloodier still where their cock and balls used to be. As night fell Jack slipped from his hiding place in the rigging and carefully eased himself to the deck. He smeared blood from his fellow captives over his clothes taking care that the area over his groin was well covered. Then he tied himself up to his shipmates as the slave market seemed better than starvation in the crows nest. They were led through the streets of zanzibar to the slave market and the bidding began. Most would spend their days in the spice gardens, others in the mines. The miners were sure of a quick death from the lead and tin. The spice gardens promised a slower death on starvation rations or the whip or both. Jack though was bought for a very different reason. Jack was bought as a play slave for the daughter of a rich European trader in Zanzibar. The blood stain still showing on Jacks pantaloons gave the trader confidence of the safety of his daughters virginity. Jack was bundled onto the back of a wagon and after some hours arrived at a fortress overlooking the sea. He was dragged into a cell and clean clothes thrown at him and ordered to wash and dress in the clean clothes. The fresh water in a bucket eased his thirst then cooled his skin as he washed. Ever mindfull that they may be watching he faced the wall to wash and took great care retracting his foreskin and washing well. He must not be found with cock and balls intact by sight or by smell. Soon he was brought into a small room where the trader sat, he was told he was here to entertain the traders daughter Christi to play with her to keep her amused so she will stop her whinging. You cost me a lot of money he was told and the whip will be there to make sure I get my monies worth. Jack was led into a large room where Christi was reading. She came over as soon as she noticed the boy Jack. Is he mine daddy to keep? Christi was two inches taller than Jack and she was already rounding out into a womanly figure. She was overjoyed when she found Jack could read. She had him read to her many times. Soon though her few books were all read and she asked Jack to make up stories. Jack described the ladies he had seen in London with their fancy dresses and hats. Their style of clothes and tried to describe them. How some women had their cleavage showing in the springtime and how the gentlemen would like to kiss these women. Christi jumped up and pulled her dress this way and that till her breast was bulging out as Jack had described and then asked Jack to kiss her. Jack had only kissed his mother before, and did not expect the reaction that happened. As they kissed his cock stiffened rapidly and soon was quite promenent. What is that Christy demanded as it pressed against her. Let me see what you have in there. Is it a knife or a club what, show me now. Jack stood back and lovered his pantaloons his cock spang out when released and poked out hard and the veins bulging down the sides. Every day after that she wanted to see it. Then one night Jack had his first wet dream, his nightewear were very sticky in deed. The next day when Christi asked to see his cock, it was not standing out it was smaller and soft. She touched it and it stiffened a little then she kissed it and it stiffend more. She put it into her mouth and tasted the residue of his night emission. She liked it and tasted more soon Jack was very hard and came right into her mouth. Christi coughted and spluttered but recognised the taste as the same that she tasted earlier. Christi lifted her dress and asked Jack to touch her there and see if she spurted stuff out. Not much happened, then Christy asked jack to kiss it. He kissed it and tasted it and soon her clit began to swell and Jack sucked it and Christy did spurt stuff. Christy held Jacks head to her soaking cunt until the pleasure subsided and it became intensly sensitive and she pushed him away. They played their game every day they were alone. Then disaster. Her father walked in as she had Jacks cock halfway into her mouth. You were supposed to be a eunuch. You are not and what have you done to my daughter. Jack was dragged to his cell, tied to the wall and whipped twenty times. Then he was turned around naked. Christi come here Christies maddened father demanded. Christy came in. A brazier was already alight and a pot of boiling oil was on it. You like to taste cock do you he rasped. He grabbed the boys penis and plunged it into the boiling oil. Jack screamed in agony but his cock was held in there for ten minutes. When the pot was pulled away his cock was all brown and cooked. Eat it Christi. No dad no Christi cried. Eat it her enraged father screamed. Cristi lifted Jacks penis to her lips that had so recently tasted his manly flesh and his spunk. She close her mouth over it and bit into the forskin covering it. The foreskin was all crispy and crackled as she chewed. The nob was cooked through and tasted like roasted chicken. Eat it all her father demanded. The shaft was rarer the further she ate, until the last bit was raw and needed lots of chewing. The spunk that had been ready to spurt was now released into her mouth like a hot white sauce. One of the hot coals was held against the chewed end of Jacks cock cauterising it. Jacks balls were left intact so that he would still desire Christi but could not be releaved. Jack still kissed Christi's cunt and still sucked her clit. Every now and then when he was asleep he would dream of his cock in her mouth and his spunk was spurting and his dreams were then very wet. |