Slut!

"Yes slut. Now get down on your knees. You've been enjoying broling but a **** needs to know how to use her mouth to please a man."

"Never!" you said defiantly. But a growing part of you wished to submit.

"Now you are being unreasonable, girl," the sailor said. He reached into your cage and grabbed your breast. Squeezing. You gasped.

"I can do whatever I wish with you. I could bend you over and fuck your ass right here and now, or take a strap to your backside. Or I can make you suck my cock. You’re no lord now. You’re a serum girl. We’ve been paid well to ignite you…” he played with your breast cruelly.

“By who!!?” You whimpered. Who had done this to you!?

"That's not important. What's important is that you will learn your new station. On your knees!"

You looked up at the deckhand, but you knew that there was no way to refuse him. He snickered and unbuckled his breeches. His cock sprang free, fully erect.

"Suck it, girl. Let's see if you can be a proper pleasure girl." He chuckled.

"Yes sir," you mumbled, dropping to your knees, the deckhand's erection only inches away from your face.

“I’ve never seen a ruked lord before…” he mused, "you're a beautiful girl now. Your life as a nobleman must have been nothing like this."

You looked up at the sailor as he laughed. He was amused by your fate. Your loss of status. Your new sluttish form.

"Now, open wide and suck my dick." He instructed.

He was a big man.

The captain approached and looked down at you. "Is she ready?" The captain asked.

"Just about," the sailor said, and the deckhand nodded.

You felt like a piece of meat.

The deckhand slapped your face gently with his turgid cock. “Suck it you little slut…”

You opened your mouth, and the man jammed his cock into it, making you gag. He pulled out, then pushed in again. He began to pump his hips, fucking your face. It was demeaning but arousing.

The captain laughed. “Maybe we should tell you who paid us. She paid us well…”

She!? A woman had paid to have you ruked and enslaved?!

The deckhand groaned, and his cock swelled in your mouth. He grunted and his cum spurted down your throat. You swallowed it all.

"Well done, little whore," the deckhand said. "I think you're almost ripe."

You couldn't say anything, so you nodded.

"Good," the captain said, "now, we're going to leave you. You can play with yourself all you want… stew in your need.”