An Ocean of Misery
Chapter Twelve
The three goddesses I thought I loved so much treated me horribly
continously. One day they put a boxing helmet and jock strap on me.
They put me in a military laundry bag and strung me up. They took
turns punching and kicking me. There was no place on my body that
was not bruised. As I yelled in pain I could here them laugh and
taunt. Each one would tell me who was inflicting pain on me. When
Sara said.
"Hey Lucky, his is your beautiful devine Goddess Sara fixing to
kick your worthless ass big time." She punched me in the stomach
and kept on hitting me. I thought I would die of a broken heart.
It was more than the pain, it was the way she said it. I knew I
was nothing to her. I thought she valued me, maybe even loved me.
I knew then, she did neither. When they were through with me they
left me strung up. Judge Abreu came and lowered me down.
"Boy, I say there son, they sure beat your ass good this time.
You should never piss off the ladies. I hope you have learned
from this. They are true goddesses and they intend you to always
know that. Son, you are going to end up as shark bait if you
continued to displease those lovely ladies."
If I had displeased them I knew not how.
I was left to rest a few hours. I lost all track of time. I hurt
everywhere. I heard their voices and they walked up to me.
"Get your lazy ass up and start cleaning this place. You are
susposed to work when you are not entertaining us. Do you want
another trip in the punching bag?" Kara asked in a haughty voice.
"No Goddess Kara," I replied rather weakly.
With considerable pain I got up and started cleaning. They laid
in the sun talking, laughing, and hurling insults at me. When I
walked close to them they would kick or hit me. Once Donna kicked
the legs from under me. I fell and they dog piled me. They thought
that was a lot of fun. I did not. I do not know how many times I
was hit and scratched.
I cleaned most of the night after they had tortured me during the
day. Then they started having me carry them all over the Yacht.
I was used as their toilet constantly. I do not think either of
the three ever used a commode. They called me the head of the ship
with emphasis on, head. When they were not torturing me they
used me to sit on. They always sit down hard. I was in constant
pain. They even had a contraption like a porta potty but with a
larger base. Whenever they needed to cut the cheese they would
demand I get in that thing instantly. No matter how fast I got
my head in place it was never fast enough. The one needing to
fart would sit on the seat and blast away at me. That thing was
almost air tight. They would sit there until I passed out, or
almost did, from lack of air. I inhaled all of their farts.
They thought that was hilarious. I saw Concepcion very little
and than only at a distance. I know the girls suspected some
thing or was just taking no chances. I received a surprise
one morning. I was always awake early because I had so much
to do to get the girls sunbathing area the way they wanted it.
On my door was a plastic bag. Inside it was a pair white
panties. I knew they were from Concepcion. I was late getting
on deck that morning. The panties were so good. I knew I was
never in love with Sara Abreu. Concepcion had everything Sara
had and was a lot nicer person. It had been a week since I met
Concepcion. I longed for her even more after the panties.
I knew I would have a part of her presence, at least the
essence of her. The ninth day Judge Abreu came to see me.
"Hi son, you are doing a good job getting the deck ready for
the girls. They will not be here today though. They are going
into town to shop. I am sure you noticed we docked last night.
That is Puerto Madero. The women are going shopping in
Tapachula."
"Son I think it is time you get some new experiences in life.
You need to soak up some foreign culture. You will be going
with Jose, my former Captain. His cousin is going to take
on Jose's duties. I hate to see Jose go but his daughter needs
him. We know her as Concepcion but the world will know her as Sela.
She is a singing sensation sweeping the Unithe States. She has been
received a little attention in Mexico but not all that much. She
is taking the States the way Santa Anna wanted to. Anyway she has a
lot of money now. She wanted you. I explained to them how our family
had invested so much in you and had high reguards for your future.
They assured me they would carry on in like tradition. So son,
what I am saying is, you are going to have a new home. Pack your
things, you will be going ashore within the hour."
"Your honor, are you selling me?"
"Don't ever say those words again, son. People do not sell people!
I have a lot invested in your training as do the girls. Sela
just had her dad pay us for your training. They will resume your
training now. I hope you have the good sense to reconize this as
a golden opportunity and make us proud of you. I never want to
hear anything bad that I may have to have the court come looking
for you. That would mean prison, son. You would end up as a big
man's boy. Do you know what I mean by that, son?"
"Yea sir, your honor. I know what that means. I will never do
anything to cause you not to be proud of me. I appreciate all
you and those three gorgeous girls have done. I hate to leave
because I will never find anyone who is as beautiful as they
are, no sir, not ever. Do I get to say good by to them?"
"Unfortunately no, they have already left and you will be gone
with Sela before they return. So pack and get ready for new
adventures. I think you are flying out of here today. I do
not know where for sure but I imagine Acapulco. Jose lives
there. Yeah son, you are going to be a member of the jet set!"
I packed. That did not take long. I had almost nothing. The
only thing I valued was Concepcion's panties. I had quickly
grown attached to them. I was thrilled to be going to her.
Many fantasies occupied my mind. I know the judge did not
know I was lying to him. I could not wait to leave this hell
hole. They may remember this as their summer cruise on their
yacht, I will remember this as an ocean of misery.
I came top side ready to go. I tried to look sad for the
judge's benefit. Plus I had a feeling if he knew I wanted
to belong to Concepcion, Sela, he would not allow me to
go. I trusted him for several months but I have lately
realized he does not have my best interest at heart. You
can not imagine how badly I have been treated by the three
vixens. Mrs. English was right! However if I had not become
Sara and Kara's slave I would never have met Sela. I knew
my life had changed for the better. Ah, Sela, I liked her
name too. The judge said I would be going everywhere with
her. I was going to be in heaven serving this beautiful
Latino Doll. The judge's voice brought me to the present.
"Walk up to the table over there. I am going to do something
for you." The judge said. "Bend over and put your chin on
the table. Don't move. Now drop your pants and shorts."
I was accustomed to obeying orders. I did as I was told
and waited for his dick up my ass. Instead I felt his hands
on my balls. I heard a couple clicks.
"You can raise up now. I removed this. The ladies will want
to put someone else in there. You would not be able to leave
the yacht with this on you anyway. Heh, Heh, you would have
no balls and no dick! I know they told you it could not be
removed. It is easy if you know the secret. It had to be
turned off first though."
"Lets go son. Clime in the boat. Off we go for your new
adventures. I wish you the best son. You have pleased my
daughters and niece immensely. I hope you do so for
Concepcion too. You will find the Latino's have a stronger
feminine odor. Don't let that bother you. Once you get past
the smell, you have it licked!" He laughted at his joke.
I just quietly rode to the dock.
"I have some things to attend to back at the Yacht. That is
Jose over there. He will take care of you now. I figuered
a settlement for you. I paid you but I had to deduct your
fair share of the cruise. If you ever come into any money
son, I would appreciate if you would pay me this bill."
He handed me a statement with a lot of numbers. The bottom
line was I owed him $3349.72. I sure hope he does not hold
his breath until I pay him. Second thought, I wish he would!
The judge waved to Jose and returned to the yacht. I started
walking towards Jose. I had seen him a few times but had never
spoken to him.
"Buenos Dias, Lucky." He said as I approached him.
"Hi sir," I answered.
He pointed to a car and said, "We are taking that car."
I got in. We did not talk as we went to the airport.
Another Latino was driving. I presumed it to be his relative
that was going to work for the judge.
We were dropped off at the airport. I saw Sela. There were
three girls, Sela, and Sela's mom. I later learned the girls
were sisters. I did not know how to act. I walked up to them,
bowed and said, "I am very please to be your servant, Princess
Sela."
"I accept you as my slave, now and forever," Concepcion said.
The three girls giggled. Mrs. Morales said. "Bueno." They
continued to talk to each other. I did not understand anything
of what they said. The girls were constantly looking at me,
speaking to each other, looking back at me and giggling.
About all I understood, other than Sela's answer to me, was
the name I had been given by Judge Abreu, "Lucky".
They piled their bags on me. I could barely carry them. I was
bend down almost touching the payment. I just followed the
beautiful legs of Sela.
We boarded the plane and flew to Acalpuco. I got to sit by
Sela. When we got in the air she handed me a pair of her
thongs. They were purple, they were beautiful. Like the
reverence I had for my Goddess Sela, I felt a reverence
for her thongs. I knew where they were just a short time ago
It was so considerate of her to change just for me. They
were fresh and wet. She said she changed just before we
boarded. I put them to my face and inhaled her intoxicating
aroma. I had them cupped in my hand so no one could see them.
I held them there and enjoyed her scent for several minutes.
She looked at me and smiled. I was in heaven. I took them
away from my face and quickly arranged them so I could get
the little crotch in my mouth. The material used to cover
her pussy and ass was so tiny. I wished the crotch was
larger but thankful for the tiny bit of sweetness they
contained. I took the crotch in my mouth and sucked on it.
I was doing this when Sela fastened her seat belt and
motioned for me to do the same. I put her thong in my
pocket and made ready to land. Just knowing I had a pair
of her panties in one pocket and her thong in another
gave me a warm tingling feeling. My dick was so hard.
It seemed that it had gotten increasingly larger from
the time I first saw My Goddess. It felt so good to have
a hard on and not be shocked or hurt.
They got their baggage and piled all of it on me. I was
playing the part of their pack mule I guess but was just
happy to be near Sela. We got in a limo and road to their
place. I wondered how we managed all of that and no crowds.
No fans. I asked Sela and she said no one knew of this trip.
Everyone though she was in the states. Also when she
performed she looked different. I would see soon. She said
if I liked her looks now, I would die when I seen her stage
appearance. When we got in her room she showed me pictures
of her. OMG, she is really beautiful. I just stood in front
of her picture admiring her beauty. I lowered myself to my
knees in front of her photograph and said. "I am yours
Goddess Sela."
"Lucky! I am over here. That is just a photograph. This
is ME!"
I knew that. Also what happened to her broken English. I
turned to her. She looked more beautiful than I had ever
thought before. I guess it was because I had seen Sela's
picture. I had no problem telling they were the same person.
I can see why no one reconized her though. I knew as she
became better known, that would not happen so easily.
"Lucky, you remember all you said to me, what we talked
about, don't you? I do expect and must have all of those
things. I will treat you a lot better than the Abreu's
treated you but I have to have your services. I tried it,
I liked it, I can now afford it. There is absolutely
nothing like it, nothing. Get on your knees to me. Beg
me to use you for my pleasure."
I slowly lowered myself and as my knees touched the floor
at her feet I looked into her eyes. They were as if a
light had been turned on behind them. The tilt of her face
and her expression showed she was a Goddess, someone to
be worshiped. She smiled down at me. She activated her cd
player and her hit song started to play. She began to
remove her clothes. I placed a kiss on her feet. I was
ready to worship at the lovely feet of Sela forever.
Author's note.
This ends the story, "An Ocean of Misery" A sequel is
in the making. If you liked my story, don't applaud,
just throw quarters!
