“I do not believe you,” Marco said. “Giuliette is like a sister to me, closer than you ever were, Selena.” He spat on her, landing it on her exposed chest. “I should call the guards.”
“Not so fast.” Varga turned the blade closer to Marco’s throat. “Call them, I kill you.”
“I should have known better that trying to earn the trust of a family member who makes me suck his cock every morning,” Selena said. “We’ll get nowhere with him.”
Varga nodded at Selena, then smacked Marco on the side of the head with his free hand. He fell, smacking his head on the deck, but he wasn’t out yet. Before he could shout, Varga kicked the side of his head.
Selena got up, hugging Varga tightly. “I thought I’d never see you again.”
“Me too.” He held her for a brief moment. “Take Marco’s clothes. We need to get off this ship quickly.”
Selena ended their embrace, suddenly feeling cold and empty. She took Marco’s clothes, that were rather baggy on her, but it was better than being naked. It was a good job he had a belt, as the breeches would have slid off her waist without it.
It felt odd to wear clothes, she’d been naked for days on end. It felt odd to stand too, she’d knelt or crawled all the time since being on the ship. Hopefully the taste of leather and cum might fade from her mouth soon.
“How are we going to get off the ship?” she asked.
“I have a plan. We’ll throw Marco overboard on one side, while the crew are distracted, we use the lifeboat on the other, and sail away.”
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