The cuck in literature 8
Excerpt From: Kilpatrick, Nancy. “Darker Passions: Frankenstein”.
“Where is your captain?" Robert demanded of one tall, slim fellow, who scratched his bare, blistered ass, then pointed further back in the ship.
"The galley, sir. You'll find him dining on the most succulent birds."
Robert and Victor elbowed their way back up to and along the starboard deck to the stern of the ship, then they headed down the narrow steps to the ship's galley. By contrast, this large room lay empty but for three souls.
"Elizabeth!" Victor cried, running to the woman tied to the table. She was naked, her shapely legs bent at the knees and pulled up to her chest along her sides. This splayed her, so that her bottom cheeks plumped up. She resembled a frog.The position also exposed her, for her cunny and bottom hole were clearly visible and, from the raw, moist look of them, Robert deduced they had entertained many visitors of late.
"Darling, are you alright?" Victor said, pulling the gag from his wife's mouth.
"Of course I'm alright. Why would I not be? The captain and his crew have simply been entertaining us until the ice melts. But Victor, I am so glad you're here. These men have been too long at sea. They know nothing of how to fulfill a woman. That is the place of a husband, to be certain, which makes me glad I'm married."
Robert saw that Victor picked up on her meaning at once. He was already busy liberating his rod and climbing atop the table. Instantly he mounted her from behind, much to her delight.
While this domestic reunion had been taking place, Robert's eyes had been drawn to the corner where he heard loud grunting. The heavy-set man with the red hair and beard, surely the Norwegian captain of this vessel, was busy fucking a tall woman from behind. His hands had not grabbed onto her hips, but had reached around and each grasped one of her two cocks, stroking them both
in a disjointed rhythm. The lovely, radiant being having her cunt stoked was surely Crea.”
“Where is your captain?" Robert demanded of one tall, slim fellow, who scratched his bare, blistered ass, then pointed further back in the ship.
"The galley, sir. You'll find him dining on the most succulent birds."
Robert and Victor elbowed their way back up to and along the starboard deck to the stern of the ship, then they headed down the narrow steps to the ship's galley. By contrast, this large room lay empty but for three souls.
"Elizabeth!" Victor cried, running to the woman tied to the table. She was naked, her shapely legs bent at the knees and pulled up to her chest along her sides. This splayed her, so that her bottom cheeks plumped up. She resembled a frog.The position also exposed her, for her cunny and bottom hole were clearly visible and, from the raw, moist look of them, Robert deduced they had entertained many visitors of late.
"Darling, are you alright?" Victor said, pulling the gag from his wife's mouth.
"Of course I'm alright. Why would I not be? The captain and his crew have simply been entertaining us until the ice melts. But Victor, I am so glad you're here. These men have been too long at sea. They know nothing of how to fulfill a woman. That is the place of a husband, to be certain, which makes me glad I'm married."
Robert saw that Victor picked up on her meaning at once. He was already busy liberating his rod and climbing atop the table. Instantly he mounted her from behind, much to her delight.
While this domestic reunion had been taking place, Robert's eyes had been drawn to the corner where he heard loud grunting. The heavy-set man with the red hair and beard, surely the Norwegian captain of this vessel, was busy fucking a tall woman from behind. His hands had not grabbed onto her hips, but had reached around and each grasped one of her two cocks, stroking them both
in a disjointed rhythm. The lovely, radiant being having her cunt stoked was surely Crea.”
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