Chapter 5. The 'Golden Dragon'
Thunder kept Kathy awake. Lightening momentarily illuminated the cellar through
the tiny window. All reflected Kathy's dark mood as she lay handcuffed and
chained to the bed. Thoughts ran through her mind. What had she gained by
attacking Fiona? The bitch had tried to help her. Even if she had overpowered
the bitch, what would it have gained her? Where could she have gone? Until they
moved her from this prison she was in their power. "Bastards!" What right have
they to treat me like this? Fuming she semi silently berated her captors,
conveniently forgetting what she had done to bring this on herself.
"Bastards!" she yelled to empty air for the umpteenth time. Voices. People were
coming. If it was Fiona she would give her the sharp edge of her tongue. She
would shame her into at least releasing her wrists.
Light flooded the room and Reggie entered with three other men. "Here she is
boys. She not in a good mood so be careful."
Kathy curled up into small ball. "Fuck off. Leave me alone." She had intended to
use other invectives but she realised it would only make things worse.
"Kath, we can do this the hard and painful way if you like. I'm sure the boys
here will love tanning your backside. First though I would like you to meet
Doric. He will be looking after you for the next few weeks until you have earned
enough to pay for what you stole and the damage you caused." Doric put out his
hand and shook Kathy's manacled wrists.
"Pleased to meet you Kath." Glancing up, Kathy saw the stockily built man
grinning at her. She cringed. He was big. No doubt he had muscles to match.
"Doric is used to throwing timber around so you shouldn't be any trouble to
him," Reggie informed her. "Now the plan is to put a pair of overall trousers
and lumber jacket top on you and take you to the seaside." Swiftly the men
removed the chain from her ankle and put on the trousers. No knickers or other
underwear. Before undoing the cuffs on her wrists they fastened another pair
around her ankles. It was unnecessary. Kathy couldn't have run far surrounded as
she was by four men. Soon she was dressed in more clothes than she had worn in
the past week or so. A peaked cap thrust tightly on her head and a pair of dark
sunglasses completed her outfit.
"Can we put our cocks in her Boss?" one of the men enquired.
"Not until you arrive at your destination and then you must use condoms. That
goes for you to Doric. Fuck her as much as you like but I don't want a pregnant
whore on my hands. We've a supply of contraceptive pills for her but it will
take three weeks or so for them to be effective. Make sure the punters wear one
as well. We don't want her getting diseased." He turned to Kathy, "Behave
yourself and you won't be badly hurt. Try any tricks and they have permission to
thrash you and I know you are still tender from your evening at the warehouse."
Kathy remained sullenly silent.
"Back the van up as close to the door as you can, Joe. We don't want too many
people seeing her - and we don't want to get any wetter than necessary." Tossing
a coat over his head, Joe left the cellar.
Doric easily slung Kathy over his shoulder. Her head and arms hung down his back
while his hands clasped her thighs and felt her bum. "Hold still, Kath."
Emphasizing the words with a playful slap to her rear he started up the stairs.
"Reggie, throw a coat over us both then no one will know there are two of us."
"You're not just a pretty face Doric. Good idea."
"Yeah, I know, I'm just not a pretty face."
Doric climbed in the back and unceremoniously dumped his load on a mattress that
had been placed on the floor. Unexpectedly, he lay down beside her. Kath thought
he would ride up front with the other two. Instead he fondled her breasts and
cunt for most of the journey.
A moon had appeared and the rain had ceased by the time they arrived at the
timber yard. Flinging open the rear door, Joe peered inside. "You got her ready
for us Doric?"
"Yeah, she's hot and ready boys. You got the condoms?"
Kathy felt the chain connecting the ankle cuffs being released and then her
trousers being pulled off. Struggling proved useless. Her legs were spread and
Joe entered her. It was true, Doric's attentions had got her juices flowing but
still she wasn't ready for the quick, deep thrust as Joe's seven inch prick
forcibly made its way into her love box. She tried to scream but a hand quickly
covered her mouth and she felt the tip of a knife blade at her throat. No words
were spoken but she got the message. Joe pumped away but with a fuck so long
anticipated, he climaxed long before he wanted. It was over in minutes.
Joe's friend, Kathy hadn't heard him named, took his place. His cock was smaller
but he used it to better effect and took longer before he too sent his semen
into the end of the condom. By now Kathy was expecting Doric to rape her but he
just pulled her from the van. After lying cramped for so long, Doric had to
support her while he pulled her trousers up. Standing barefoot on wet gritty
concrete didn't help he balance either.
"Okay boys, you'd better get back and I'll take this one to her new home."
"Don't do anything we wouldn't do Doric!" Joe called out as the van drove away
Fear overcame Kathy's body and she started shaking violently. What would this
hulk of a man do to her? Surprising her, Doric just gripped her around the waist
and pulled her close. "No need for that, little one, I ain't going to hurt you
unless you cause me trouble and that little hole of yours should be used to a
cock or two by now. If is isn't it will be by the time you leave." He gave her
another hug. Kathy was uncertain whether to be relieved at his word or
apprehensive of them.
"Come, we've a bit to go before we get to the 'Golden Dragon'. Kathy looked
around. The van had dropped them in an unlit part of the quay. In one direction,
floodlights bathed an area with amber light. A couple of cranes stood like
sentinels, silently guarding each end of the wharf. No one appeared to be
around. "Probably night watchmen or security guards though," she thought to
herself and fleetingly wondered if she could run and escape that way. But she
couldn't run. Even with her ankle cuffs unclasped the gritty concrete made if
difficult for her to stand let alone run in bare feet. In any case Doric was
holding on to her.
Doric turned and headed away from the wharf. All Kathy could see was a few
isolated lights and the masts of small boats. Seeing she had difficulty with
walking, Doric scooped up and holding her on his hip like and African woman
carrying a baby, he walked briskly to the masts. When they reached a wooden
pontoon jetty, Doric set her on her feet again. "Careful along here. The rain
has made it slippery."
Indeed it was. Twice Kathy slipped as they walked between the aisles of moored
boat. Doric caught her each time. Kathy noticed he was wearing role soled shoes
and seemed very sure footed on the treacherous causeway. Near the end, they
climbed aboard a small motor boat, Doric started the engine and they headed out
into the river.
"Where are we going?" Kathy shivered in the cool wind that whipped through her
hair.
"Not far." Shortly after they came to an ex naval boat now converted to a
private pleasure boat resplendent in white paint.
Surveying the room she now found herself in, Kathy thought at least it is better
than that cellar. There were soft cushions, a table and with bunk seats and
lights. It was a little small but cosy. "Fine, she thought, but what will happen
to me?"
Doric grinned. "Like your new home?"
"My new prison!"
"Yeah, that too. But it may not be as bad as you think. Depends on how you take
to it. Anyway it's time for bed. I'll show you how to use the toilet. It's a bit
different on a boat especially an older one like this." Doric showed her how to
open and close the seacocks and use the hand pump. "Its an improvement on the
piss pot," Kathy exclaimed. Lifting the seat, Doric took out his cock and
urinated into the pan. For the first time Kathy saw the end of his cock. Even in
its soft state it looked fatter than any she'd seen before. "Did he fuck me in
the warehouse?" she wondered.
I don't have to stand as well when I pee on a boat do I?" she asked tongue in
cheek.
"Only if your bum is too sore to sit!" Doric's reply was accompanied by a gentle
smack to her arse which stung more than he intended and which caused you to give
a little yelp.
The cabin which Doric told her was their bedroom, was small but nicely
furnished. Along one side, under the boat's side deck which gave barely enough
headroom to sit up, was rather narrow double bed. It was intended to sleep two
but they would be close together. A cushioned seat with lockers under ran the
length of the opposite wall leaving about five feet of floor space between. A
built in wardrobe at the end was empty. "When I'm on my own, I sleep for'ard."
Doric explained, "Put your clothes in here and then we'll try and get a few
hours sleep." With an air of shyness Kathy took off the few clothes she was
wearing and watched while a companion did the same. Doric laughed again when he
saw her glancing at his weapon, now in a semi-hard state.
"Take a good look at it little one. You'll get to know it well enough in the
next few days or weeks." Kathy found herself lifted and placed in the bed. "I'm
going to leave your cuffs undone for now but at the first hint of trouble I will
tie you down as tight as a trussed chicken." He cuddled Kathy to him and
surprised her by not fucking her immediately. It was 3.30 a.m. They slept.
Sun streamed through the skylight. Kathy had been half awake for some time. The
boat movements, the sound of water rushing by and being held tightly in the arms
of a powerful man were all strange to her. She needed to pee but could not
extricate herself without waking Doric. In the end she just had to try. Doric
woke. "What's up Kath?"
"I need to pee."
"Me too." Doric climbed out revealing a his cock piss hard, "And then we must do
something about this." It was immediately apparent to Kathy he was going to fuck
her. Could she take that fearsome weapon without too much pain? She was now
certain Doric was not one of those who raped her in the warehouse. Both relieved
themselves and returned to the bunk.
"Doric? Please be gentle. I'm still sore from the warehouse rape. I don't know
if I can take one as big as yours."
"I've heard that before but always I've managed to get it in. May hurt a bit for
the first few times but it'll be worth it in the end."
"Would it?" she wondered. Kathy had begun to trust him. So far this huge man had
been the proverbial gentle giant. Would it last when he was fully aroused?
Doric seemed used to dealing with tight pussies. He spent some time with his
head between her legs, licking and sucking until her moisture flowed freely and
she became excited enough to start wanting him inside her. He then rolled a
condom over his cock and smothered it with Vaseline. Even with these
precautions, entry was still slow and painful. Several times she cried out but
eventually his cock was all the way in and he was able to start fucking in
earnest. Kathy's cunt was filled and stretched but now the fucking had begun
sexual feelings flowed through her loins and she even started to enjoy it. Doric
held himself back for nearly ten minutes before his balls released their load
into the latex sheath. Kathy had almost reached her climax too.
"Don't stop now! Just a few more strokes!" With her encouragement Doric kept
pumping his softening cock until she cried out again. Her orgasm had finally
come. They lay back for a while before Doric declared it was time for her to
make breakfast.
Later that morning she and Doric discussed a possible scenario for her life for
the foreseeable future. "Reggie says you owe him $6,000 for damage and items
stolen and that is the amount you have to pay him back. In addition, you will
need clothing. While I would like to keep you naked all the time, you will be
working where other people can see you and on a boat you usually need warmer
clothes than when ashore. You will also need waterproof gear and suitable
footwear. The cost of these things is to be added to your ?6,000 bill. We will
provide your food and stuff but for that you will have to do what you would call
household chores. Cleaning, cooking and things like that."
"That will keep me here for years! As I earn money so it will be taken away for
whatever clothes you deem I should have."
"That could happen," Doric agreed, "But it doesn't have to be as bad as that.
Can you get your mother to put your clothes in a suitcase? We could get it
collected and sent to the wharf. If you phone her on my mobile they won't be
able to trace the call."
"What if I yell at her to get the police?"
"I'd cut the call and you'd end up with a very sore arse!" Doric spoke quietly
but she knew he would do it if he had to. "We'll concoct a story that you found
a boyfriend in London and will be living with him for a while. Later this
morning, if I can trust you and I think I can a certain amount, we'll take the
boat to across the river to Burnham and get you some rope soled shoes from the
marine shop. I will personally buy them for you so they won't go on your bill.
Then we can visit the charity shops to see what we can find. They often have
yachting clothes at cheap prices but it may still cost $50 - $100 but we will
see. Will you agree to behave yourself and not try and make a bolt for it when
we are ashore?"
Kathy wondered what her chances would be to escape but decided it would be
better to suss the place out before making a move. She agreed.
The shoes came to $10.99 and they spent $65.75 in the charity shops on two
sweaters, two pairs of trousers, some shirts and a waterproof coat. This Doric
considered the barest minimum. For dressier occasions she would have to rely on
what her mother packed.
Late afternoon Kathy phoned her mother. She would be up by then and half
recovered from the previous nights booze. Doric held her close, ready to snatch
the phone if necessary as she made the call but she kept to the story and her
mother wasn't very interested in the details. She would have the clothes packed
by the following afternoon.
Reggie phoned several times over the next few days but Doric assured him all was
well and Kathy was behaving. "Is she taking your cock okay?"
"Yes, she's beginning to get used to it now. Had it three times yesterday
because the weather was wet and blowy so we couldn't do much on deck. You got
her stuff alright?... Okay then, I'll pick it up in the morning." This he did.
That afternoon the phone rang again. A rep from a large timber company was on
the wharf asking if there was any 'entertainment' available. Doric put his hand
over the mouth piece and spoke to Kathy, "You might have your first customer."
Into the phone he asked for the rep to be put through.
"I presume you have an expense account?" On receiving affirmation, Doric went
on, "I have a sixteen year old here. Not very experienced and not too willing
but for ?200 you can have an hour with her. She will do what you want in that
hour. She knows what she has to but may be a bit reluctant. Its up to you to get
what you want from her..... I'll come and pick you up now. 'Bout 10 minutes."
"So I am an inexperienced prostitute now am I?" Kathy almost shouted.
"Yes, at least pretend to be reluctant. Make him think he is forcing you."
Half an hour later, Doric had pocketed $200 and explained to Nicholas the rep,
he could use reasonable force to persuade Kathy to do what he wanted but he must
only use the 'slipper' on her arse. There must not be any bruises that would
deter her next customer who was due later that evening. He would have just the
one hour and must use a condom whichever hole he wished to enter. Doric produced
the slipper, really little more than a leather paddle the size and shape of a
size 10 shoe. It would sting badly but wouldn't damage.
Following Doric instructions, Kathy played the part of a reluctant girl who was
only doing this because she was forced to. A scenario that was more or less
true. It wasn't long before Nicholas had her across his knees and was lashing
the slipper on her arse with considerable force. Kathy squealed for Doric but he
didn't come. After a dozen swats she was blubbering and offering to do anything
he wanted. He upended her over the table and straight fucked her from behind.
Kathy winced and shrieked each time Nicholas' pubic hair hit her sore arse but
that didn't stop him from pounding her with all the energy he could muster until
the inevitable. He came.
"There's still more than half an hour of my time left so see if you can get me
hard again," Nicholas demanded. Kathy removed the condom, tied a knot in the top
and wiped his prick with a tissue. Doric had warned her not to suck an unknown
man's cock without protection so she gently massaged it with her fingers. Slowly
it returned to its harder state. He put on a fresh condom and once again upended
her over the table. This time it was her arsehole he wanted.
"No! Please. Not without some lube." Pointing to the Vaseline on the shelf,
"It's just there!"
Fortunately Nicholas took the hint but it still hurt even though he was not
overly large.
*****
"Why did you tell him he could slipper me?" Kathy challenged Doric when they
were alone again.
Smiling Doric asked, "We maybe could have got ?50 or perhaps a little more for
just a plain fuck. For a few swats with the paddle you got ?200. Wasn't it worth
it for the money?"
"He could have hurt me badly so I couldn't have done anything for a week or
more."
"No, he wouldn't. I kept an eye on you all the time."
"How?" she wondered but he didn't say.
