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Chapter 4: Anna Beaumont – The Initiation
The women stood side by side on the deck, behind the bridge, and Erica came down and joined them. I stood by myself to see how she had planned everything. The initiation ceremony had to be taken by anybody on their first cruise. In it, the woman would have to face up to a beating from someone else on the boat, much like galley slaves. Once they had taken the beating, they were formally ‘initiated’ and had become part of the maritime crew.
“Anna Beaumont, come forward please.” Erica commanded.
Anna came forward slowly, and Erica led her to a frame like a football goalpost that stood in the middle of the deck. Erica fastened the young woman’s arms above her head to the top of the frame with handcuffs and adjusted them till she was at her full height, and almost on tiptoe.
I observed Anna closely for the first time. She was probably in her mid-twenties, with golden hair that reached up to her shoulders. Her figure was slim and she was extremely fair. Her breasts were appreciable taking into account her figure, and she had light brown areolas. I noticed for the first time that she had inverted nipples. She was the only employee I knew who had inverted nipples. The impression of her last few ribs was visible because of her posture, and her legs were well-shaped and slender. All in all, she was a very attractive young woman, and she was about to be ‘initiated’.
“Sir, the subject is ready.” Erica announced.
I approached Anna, letting her know that my eyes were fixed on her inverted nipples. She began to feel uncomfortable, but there was no way that she could hide them.
“Anna Beaumont?”
“Y-yes Sir.”
“How old are you?”
“Twenty six, Sir.”
“I see. And how long have you been working here?”
“Four months, Sir.”
“And this is your first cruise?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good. Do you know what’s about to happen?”
“The initiation, Sir.”
“And do you know what that is?”
She remained silent, indicating that she must have found out from her other female colleagues. I took her ample breasts in my hands and prodded the centers of her areolas with my thumbnails. She gasped slightly at this, and I heard some of the other women guffaw as they saw it. Prodding the area where her nipples should have been, I felt something hard, and realized that it was the sunk nipple. I wondered if the attention her breasts would receive shortly would encourage them to come out of their hiding places.
“Anna, I see that you have inverted nipples.”
“Yes Sir…” she blushed again.
“Well, you’re the only employee I know of who does. I think you should come over to my place tomorrow evening. I really want to explore those two a bit more.”
Her face reddened considerably.
“Well, now it’s time to get started. I see that Erica has brought the instruments that we’ll need. Do you see what those are?”
She glanced at the deck, about four feet ahead of her and looked back at me.
“A whip and a cane, Sir.”
“Correct, and you will feel one of the two. A toss shall decide which.”
The women began to giggle. Erica produced a coin.
“If it’s heads, you get the cane. Tails, and the whip. Erica, do toss the coin.”
The silver coin tumbled through the air and landed with a clang on the deck. Erica stooped down to inspect it.
“Heads, Sir.”
The women giggled with anticipation as Erica bent down and picked up the cane. She walked towards me and was about to hand it over to me, when I intervened.
“I think as skipper of this boat, you should do the honors for this lady, Erica.”
The women’s giggling increased even more, and Erica smiled at Anna.
“I’d love to Sir.”
“Before you do, I’d like you to take off your uniform top. It might be easier for you to move then, don’t you think?”
Erica’s smile widened as she unbuttoned her gleaming white dress and removed it from her body. She wore a tight white bra that made her breasts seem to strain at them trying to pour out. Her well toned hands held the cane, and she gently stroked it across her own breasts, just to make Anna feel more uncomfortable.
“Now, Erica, as you can see, Anna has inverted nipples. As an experiment, I think we should see if they come out of hiding once they get kissed by the cane in your hand.”
Anna chuckled, and a hushed, expectant silence enveloped the other women. Erica advanced and touched the tip of the cane to Anna’s left areola, making her stiffen. She rubbed the tip along her areola for a while, and then swung the cane back and then forward with considerable force.
Swat!!!! The cane buried itself into her left bud, if it could be called that.
“Aaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!” The young woman bellowed out.
Swat!!! Erica buried the cane into her other bud.
“Ooooooohhhhhhh!!!! Stop!!! I beg you!”
Swat!!! The third stroke left a red stripe across her breasts.
“Aaaaiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!! Mercy!!!”
I looked at Erica administering the blows. She stood with her feet apart, sideways to Anna, while her exercised body flexed, driving the cane into the twenty-six year old woman’s bosom.
Swat!!! Anna yelled out in pain.
“Oooooooowww!!!!!”
“Sir,” said Erica, “It might be working. I see something coming out.”
I went closer, and sure enough, Anna’s nipples were now protruding slightly from her areolas.
“Continue.” I ordered Erica, wondering how she would go about it.
Erica cupped Anna’s right breast in her left hand, and with her right, began to rain down strokes of the cane on her newly-sprouted nipples.
Swat!!! Swat!!! Swat!!! Swat!!! Swat!!! Swat!!! Swat!!! Swat!!! Swat!!! Swat!!!
“AAAH!!!...AAAHH!!!....OOOOHH!!!!..EEEEEK!!!....”
Anna had her head thrown back, and her body trembled with each hit. At the end of ten strokes, Erica stopped. Anna’s right nipple was now looking almost like a normal nipple, throbbing from her areola. Erica fished in her pockets, and to my surprise, fished out a nipple clamp and slipped it over her erect nipple.
“Owwww!!!!” wailed Anna.
“That’ll make sure it doesn’t go back in!” said Erica, as she took up her other breast.
Swat!!! Swat!!! Swat!!! Swat!!! Swat!!! Swat!!! Swat!!! Swat!!! Swat!!! Swat!!!
“AAAAHHHH!!!!!”
Another clamp went onto her now-protruding left nipple. I noticed that some of the women watching were rubbing their own nipples, undoubtedly thinking of how they would feel in that same situation, with a caning, and then clamps on their tits.
Erica moved forward and unfastened Anna from the frame.
“The initiation of Anna Beaumont is now complete.” she announced.
Anna stumbled off to rejoin the rest of the women, who greeted her with affectionate squeezes to her boobs, which made her scream in pain after the severe caning.
“Patricia Carlyle will now step forward.”
The other women giggled again as the second first-timer stepped forward gingerly.
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