The crew prepares to pounce on the girls

On the bridge of the 'Maiden Voyage' - or rather, on the bridge of the 'Maiden's Tears', as the ship was actually called, regardless of the fake registration they had used in the port of Miami - a tall, athletic man was watching the party in the lounge below on the screens in front of him. While it's registration was fake, the ship's role as a party-boat was mostly accurate. It simply was a rather specific kind of party that the vessel was used for; the kind of party that was far more fun than the police allowed - although that fun was always on the side of the crew and never on the side of the unfortunate girls who unwittingly chartered the boat.

Whatever those women thought they were going for, be it bachelorette night, birthday party or just general shindig, what they ultimately ended up geting always turned out far more nefarious. The 'Maiden's Tears' was a Slaver-vessel, but just like slavery had evolved, the vessel had been built to suit the needs of modern-day slavery. Long gone were the days when hundreds of blacks were trapped inside the confines of a smelly cargo-hold. The cargo that this vessel carried was far less discriminatory when it came to skin-colour, although the demand of the modern market meant that most of the chained, gagged and beaten fuckmeat transported in the cells, cages and kennels hidden within the bowels of the 'Maiden's Tears' was, in fact, white.

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