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Day 4
When Nadia woke, her wife was between her legs, tongue buried deep. Although it felt good, something felt wrong.
‘Olivia baby, stop.’ Yes, something hurt, but in the fuzz of her first hangover it took a few moments to sort it out. Her ass hurt. It hurt at her pucker, and it hurt deep inside. ‘Oh wow.’ She remarked. Strangely she also felt pleasure and emptiness. She wished she had been awake for it.
‘What’s wrong sissy?’ Olivia looked up at her from below.
‘Daddy took my ass this morning.’ Nadia smiled. Olivia mirrored it.
‘My cunny doesn’t hurt anymore!’ Olivia chirped. ‘Good, honey…glad to hear it. Where’s Daddy?’
‘Don’t know.’ Nadia’s face changed to concern. ‘Suppose we should find out, lets get dressed.’
The girls left the house, the entire camp was deserted. Olivia looked up at the sky.
‘It’s past noon. Daddy let us sleep in on our wedding night.’ Nadia smirked, then closed her eyes listening. She heard chopping.
‘Come on, I think I can find them.’ Nadia grabbed Liv’s hand leading her into the jungle. The girls looked completely out of sorts running in Nadia’s bright blue, and Liv’s bright yellow flowing, frilly dresses. They followed a freshly chopped path, deep into the jungle. They saw Lizzy first. She was wearing the new sail dress Jenny had made all the girls, and a bag lashed over her shoulder.
‘What are you doing?’ Liv chirped.
‘Collecting jungle cotton for the new bed.’ Lizzy said plainly.
‘What new bed?’ Nadia asked slowly.
‘The new slave bed.’ Steven answered. ‘You see darlings, after we went to bed the slaves paired off. Considering how kinky these little shits are, I figure it’s better to keep them together in one bed. Besides, a well rested slave is a hard working slave.’ He didn’t say anything about Lynn.
Nadia had known the Captain the longest, and she had NEVER seen him in this good of a mood.
‘We will also need beds for the children’ Mary said meekly, popping out from behind the Captain.
‘True Mary, very true. So most of the girls are collecting cotton, Mary, Bea, Lizzy and Jenny. The rest are chopping bamboo to finish the slave quarters and nursery building. Nadia dear could you keep an eye on em? I need to talk to Liv for a bit.’
‘Sure Daddy, but then I need to talk to you okay?’ Nadia knew what they were on about, and she was sure he knew what she was on about.
‘Yes baby, it’ll be just a few minutes’ He said walking away. Nadia heard Anna whisper to Leslie. ‘Daddy?’… ‘Liv?’ When did Mistress get a new name? I know they aren’t related.’
Leslie replied ‘Don’t know, but shut up if Mistress hears us, we’ll get beat. Even if Master let Mary talk!’
‘That’s true slave!’ Nadia responded. And to answer your question Anna, ‘Liv’ is short for Olivia, and he’s ‘Daddy’ cause he is the daddy to all of our babies forever.! Mary front and center!!’
Mary crashed through the jungle and stood in front of her Mistress. Head up eyes down. ‘Don’t you dare speak unless you are spoken to! Is that understood???’
‘Yes Mistress!’ Mary reported.
‘Good, get back to work!’ Nadia spit.
From deep in the woods, Liv’s voice ‘Honeymoon is over girls!’
‘Daddy, my pussy is fine. You need not worry.’ She spoke quietly.
‘Okay good, good. Do me a favor would you?’ He looked at her with love.
‘Anything Daddy.’
‘Keep an eye on Lynn. I think the other girls are leaving her out.’ He stated.
‘She is a little weird Daddy. She seems to think she is going to live forever, and says she knows the future.’ Liv smiled making a silly face as she imitated Lynn. ‘Like any slave would want to live forever.’
‘Okay that IS weird. I suppose I should talk to her.’ He thought for a minute, ‘Wonder what she was saying now?’ He kissed Olivia slowly. ‘ Alright, go get Nadia, tell her where I am. Keep an eye on things till we get back.’ Liv ran off.
Steven wondered if Lynn’s imagination was a reaction from being put in chains, or if it was just a little girl trying to get attention.
Soon the sound of a tromping Nadia through the jungle.
‘Hey Daddy, next time would you wake me up first?’ They both laughed.
‘Baby, the other reason I needed to talk to you was, if Mary starts to get out of line again, I want you to handle it. I need her to be punished, but not the baby inside her. So start thinking of new ways. Oh and we need her tits intact. She’s the only one developed enough to feed all three babies if you and Olivia are out working.
‘I understand Sir.’
‘Alright, I’m going to head back, take over for Liv, and have Liv meet me back at the house with Lynn okay?’
‘Aye aye Captain’. He kissed her deeply, and then swatted her ass. She let out a playful ‘Ow!’ Then, ‘I’m still a little sore!’ As she ran off, Steven started making his way back home.
4. Fences, signs, and Lynn
Olivia was humming as she came up the stairs. She opened the door, and pushed Lynn inside.
‘Thank you dearest. Please go help your wife with the girls.’ Steven said from the edge of the bed.
‘Yes Sir!’ She blew a kiss as she closed the door.
‘Come sit Lynn’ Lynn stood eyes down, and disrobed, she walked over to where Steven was sitting on the bed, and sat on the floor next to his feet. Steven’s heart jumped, and his cock began to stir, but he tried to push that away.
‘How are you feeling this morning Lynn?’ He looked down at her. Her long straight jet black hair framed her gentle face, the dark thick eyebrows contrasted her bright green eyes.
‘Very good Master.’ she said.
‘Not just good, but very good huh? Why is that?’ Steven’s curiosity was piqued.
‘Because you love me.’ Flat, plain, no tone to her voice at all.
‘How do you know that?’
‘You told me this morning, after you made love to me.’ Monotone.
‘You were awake?’ Steven was puzzled, if she had been awake, she would have reacted to the pain.
‘No not then. But I saw it all after. I felt different when I woke up, so I looked into the past to see why.’ Still toneless. He wondered if she was in a trance now. He knew that she had emotions…he had witnessed them.
‘You can see the past and future huh? The girls also say that you claim that you will live forever. That true?’
‘No.’
‘No it’s not true?’
‘Not forever, I will die eventually, by your hand with my pleas for you to make it so, but we will be over 200 years old when that happens. We will look exactly the same as we do right now.’ Now her tone had changed.
She spoke from a distant place, as she watched it happen. She gave details as to the surroundings. She described her own slow, incredibly painful death by his hand. Not by event, but by what she was feeling, what her eyes could see. The method was still a mystery. Something to do with fire, at least he was fairly sure it had to involve fire.
She continued. ‘I was alone this morning, because after we were drunk, I decided to wait for you to come for me. But I fell asleep.’ She paused. ‘The bed is a good idea, and you will have to anger Nadia to stay in heaven.’ Too many questions flooded Steven’s mind. He decided to be general to see if she would give details.
‘How do I stay in heaven Lynn?’
‘Let Olivia die when she gets hurt, have me replace her. You will need to keep me close to get your power. When Nadia asks to leave Sharon, you must let her go. After that, keep anyone you want in our bed. When the natives come, let me speak for you. Some of your taboos will have to be lifted. In this way you will have the whole island, and be worshiped as God.’
This was lunacy. Plain and simple. Power? God? The thing that sold it first was the lifting of taboos. Steven didn’t have any. Everything was open. Steven put his head in his hands, and shook
his head. One thing was certain though, he was going to piss off the wives. He was going to keep this one close. Not for the ‘power’, he had power,but because he was afraid she might be crazy enough to do anything. He would have to have a cage built for her to sleep in.
‘I’ll be happy in the cage as long as you are close to me Master.’ She spoke with emotion now. A loving voice. Stevens jaw dropped. ‘She’s hearing my thoughts?’
Even with this astounding idea, his heart began to swim in love. He had felt it earlier this morning, now her voice, it sealed it. He loved her more then any other human being alive. He tried to hide it. He sat for 5 seconds staring down at the little woman, mouth gaping like a fish.
He stuttered. ‘Na…No, no more of this.’ Shaking his head in disbelief. ‘You will be staying in the main house. You will be our…’
‘House girl.’ she said at the same time as him.
‘No more of this, we have to keep all of this secret. Now go grab some bamboo and build your cage. I will be checking your work, so make it strong.’ She kissed his boot, dressed, and retreated outside.
Steven’s head was swimming. Could this little girl be touched by spirits, God? Was she God?
He was positive she wasn’t God. Up until today, Steven had no religion other than gold and power. On the island, gold had no value, and all of his power had made him drunk. It seemed little Lynn had all the cards now. He would need to keep her close. For many reasons, but the main being to see if anything she said was true. He went over everything she said. Natives, she had said. To date there was no evidence of natives. Living 200 years was obviously an exaggeration. She had some sort of power. Steven had read about witches that could read peoples minds, or see the future. This was something more like that. One other thing, where were these intense feelings coming from? Yes she was a beautiful girl, maybe the most beautiful in the world. Yet, Steven was always in control of his emotions. This love, it was consuming him. It had come suddenly even with the two lovelies in his new bed.
He had lost all control.
In the end…he believed her about everything.
An hour later the camp was alive with activity, Nadia was rushing to get the bamboo moved into the clearing behind where the tents were, as rain was looming. Nadia knew from Steven’s teaching that in this part of the world, it could rain for an hour then stop, OR it could rain for three months before it stopped. Nadia wasn’t sure, and she wasn’t taking chances. She had Jenny move all of the jungle cotton into the main house along with the sail to contain it for the room sized mattress. Olivia was running the crew to collect as much dry firewood as possible. They didn’t have but only half of the bamboo needed to finish the slave quarters. The firewood and bamboo was stacked below the main house just as the wind began to pick up. Nadia was wanting guidance as to what to do with the slaves, but Steven was nowhere in sight. So for the time being she told them to get to their assigned tents, and to stay there.
It was then that she realized that she hadn’t seen Lynn since Daddy had called for her. She asked Mary if she had seen her.
‘No Mistress.’ as she climbed into her tent alone. Jenny walked up and pointed into the main house. ‘The slave is in there my Mistress.’.
‘Thank you. Now get inside your tent and stay there until I tell you to come out!. That goes for all of you. Stay inside till I say to come out!’ She yelled over the wind.
Nadia studied the sky. She tracked the cloud movement, noticed the elevation, the color. This was going to be bad. As bad as the storm that had reefed and wrecked them. She figured they had 20 minutes before it hit. When it hit, she wanted her husband home. She looked around. Olivia must be in the house. She ran up the three steps and pushed open the door. The door slammed into something that wasn’t there when she left.
‘ ow ‘ Nadia heard. She closed the door and found both Liv and Lynn. Lynn was in a cage secured by a lock, A large ‘Jenny pillow’ was her bed, It was more than large enough.
Nadia turned to Olivia.
‘What is she doing in here, er there?’
‘Good question baby, I was about to ask her myself’. Liv replied.
‘Slave, why are you in that cage in OUR house??’ Nadia spat.
Nadia accepted the marriage to Liv with open arms. She had followed her husbands logic on the breeding (on her wedding day no less) of the slaves. But she had asked him point blank about anymore girls in the house. Worse yet, the girls kept getting prettier. She was deeply afraid soon she would be too manly.
‘Answer me bitch!’ Nadia was stressed real bad, the sound of her voice made Olivia jump. Strangely, Lynn didn’t even blink.
‘Master put me here.’ She said in monotone.
‘Master…put you…okay. He must have his reasons. Did he say why?’ The fact that Lynn showed no fear other than the protocol of her eyes being down was adding to Nadia’s annoyance.
‘He said he wanted to keep me close, that I might be the house slave.’ Pale, dry, emotionless speech. No fear, and no respect. She had not said ‘Mistress’ once. Nadia would beat her…if she had the key to that lock on her bamboo cage. She thought about the machete on her hip…then thought better of it.
Nadia was shaking.
‘Liv keep an eye on the new house slave, I’m going to look for our Daddy.’ Nadia had been clear with him, and had thought he was being honest with her that no others were going to be married into the family until her baby was old enough, and no slaves would live in their home.
Nadia opened the door and ran down the steps, the door slamming behind her. She figured to head towards the river and move along it’s bank. She had 15 minutes, after that she would go home, and protect their property.
Olivia sat down on the bed staring at Lynn’s dress folded neatly outside the door of her cage. She listened to the wind blowing outside. It was almost dinnertime according to the growling in Lynn’s and her stomach. Olivia blinked and turned her eyes slightly to stare at Lynn, naked, sitting with her knees tucked up to her face. ‘She needs a blanket’ No, that wouldn’t happen. Liv had never seen Nadia angry before in the 4 days since the wreck, and she was sure that she didn’t want that anger turned towards her.. Liv figured that Nadia did not like Lynn. Lynn was weird yea, she made up stories, sure, but she wasn’t a threat. Steven would be with her always, he promised.
Lynn looked up at her. Olivia blinked. ‘She’s hungry.’ Olivia’s mind observed.
As Nadia stomped down the new path to the river muttering to herself, the wind continued to gain strength. She guessed that it must be up to 40 knots by now. Her guess was it would be up to 80 knots when the squall line was on top of them. Surely Steven had to see the storm coming. Why wasn’t he home? She reached the river and made a right turn. The squall line was at her back, but she kept watching it. Thunder was now audible. She double timed it up the bank and began to yell.
‘Captain!!’ She cleared her throat. ‘CAPTAIN!!’ Her answer was nothing but wind.
‘CAPTAIN BLITZEN!!’
She pushed on, eyes scanning the banks for tracks larger than her own. ‘Fucking little bitch thinks she’s going to get HIS favor??? Not on MY watch’
‘CAPTAIN!’
‘Why would he leave the camp? Why would he leave Lynn locked in a cage, not knowing when she and Olivia would return?’ Then her thoughts turned dark, What if he’s hurt? What if he went to fish and drowned? Where there jungle cats on this island? She suddenly felt helpless again. Since they wrecked, she had felt like a leader. Not now.
Now she was inexperienced in life, and now she was scared. If Steven didn’t return, it would be up to her…’Possibly Mary.’ To take care of the nine of them. She knew how to fish, but not to trap. She didn’t
know how to load the pistols or the rifles to hunt. She was positive Mary didn’t.
‘CAPTAIN! CAPTAIN BLITZEN!’
What if they got sick or injured? Nadia only knew how to stop some bleeding, and how to set a bone. ‘What about when the babies come?? Her baby???’ She stopped and looked behind her. This was farther up the river then any of them had traveled. She couldn’t see the ocean. She couldn’t find the captain. She couldn’t lead on her own. She couldn’t help Mary or Jenny give birth. She couldn’t have her baby all alone.
She dropped to her knees and began to sob. She looked around helplessly.
‘DADDY PLEASE!!’
She felt weak. Quietly, almost to herself, or no one at all.
‘Daddy please, where are you? I can’t do this on my own.’ She looked up at the sky. The squall was upon them. Even yelling was useless. The wind was so strong and so loud no one could hear her. She curled up into a ball next to the river, and cried.
4a. Lynn Schultz
Above decks the men were yelling. The seas were incredibly rough. The smell around her was putrid with vomit and feces. The sound of cries and rattling chains filled the air between the groans and creaks of the ship. Below her, more crying. The shouts and complaints below were in a different language. Fear surrounded her in every direction. Lynn Schultz wasn’t scared. She curled up her knees to her face and held her legs together with both arms. ‘Just another tempest I must cross, ride through it’.
When the men had come to the orphanage and loaded her on to the barred wagon five weeks ago, she wasn’t scared. When they loaded her on to the boat set for the new world… firstly she knew they weren’t going to make it, and because of that…she wasn’t scared. Lynn hadn’t spoken since she was dropped off at the orphanage at the age of 3, 15 years ago. At 3 she played alone at first. When it came time for school, she did her chores and did her school work. No one bothered her, and she bothered no one. She had almost no memory of her mother, what she did know was what the nuns had said.
‘She was burned for the practice of witchcraft.’ She heard two nuns talking about it. ‘Surprised she had time to be one of the devils brides, with all of the whoring she did.’
It was only when Captain Steven Blitzen came down to the upper slave deck that she finally spoke. She recognized the man. Her eyes lit up, and she smiled. Her first word in fifteen years was a simple one.
‘Home!’
The girl next to her turned and looked at her. She had been near the Lynn girl since the wagon and had never heard her speak. Now she had, but she hadn’t heard what.
‘What did you say?’ The girl asked.
‘Home’ Lynn smiled again. She pointed to the captain, climbing the stairs to topside. ‘I am going home’.
‘Yeah right, you are going to the new world to work in a factory, and be raped all night, same as me.’ The girl half chuckled.
‘No, you aren’t going to the new world, you are going to drown. Tomorrow you’ll be dead, and I will be home.’
‘Shut up you fucking cunt!’ One of the girls named ‘Anna’ across the way said, right before she resumed her favorite pastime. Vomiting and shitting herself.
Lynn was so excited she could hardly contain herself. Much later that night,when the boat rocked violently, and rocks showed up, punching through the hull…she knew it was only minutes till she set foot on her new homeland, and a few days till the love of a thousand lifetimes would hold her in his arms. Water was pouring in. Below her, the screams were getting quieter, people were dying.
Above her a mast crashed down onto the ship, and people were dying. Across from her, the mean girl was slipping below the water line. The Anna bitch broke free, and swam out through the hole. The little boy next to her drowned. Lynn couldn’t be more happy, she was loving every minute of it. In a world of screams and death. Lynn was laughing.
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