The Captain invites you to Her private quarters on orders of a “secret special assignment”, something for the first mate only. You walk in only to see Her resting on the bed, in Her fiery red underwear whilst holding a bundle of silk rope, staring at you with a feral, unyielding gaze with an underlying tenseness and anticipation.
You recall earlier to how possessive She’s been; Her holding you close during meetings, one arm wrapped around you with a tight grasp on your shoulder. You remember Her eyes carefully watching you from day to day as you’ve been busy managing the crew. You recollect the special treatment you’ve received, all the private dinners She’d invite you to, the extra cut of the loot you’d receive, even your own private quarters aboard the ship.
Then, it hits you. Suddenly, all of it makes sense. The hungry eyes, the lustful stares... And now She has one more order for you; to join her on the bed and to let her take care of you one more time… You’ve been such a loyal first mate, you’ve obeyed every order given to you thus far; all you have to do is lay back and let Her take care of you. After all, the Captain knows what’s best for you… How could you possibly refuse now?
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