Montagne smirked, then pulled on his hair and pulled him up into a rough kiss, biting his lip and dominating his mouth.

David smirked and grabbed the bottle. "From you? Nothing. ERIC!" He stood up as one of the larger members of his crew came in, snarling at Pendleton. "Escort Lord Pendleton off of my ship. If you want to speak to my father try the Rose."

Elias squeaked, sucking his master's tongue, his pleasure the only thing in his mind.

"Alright, alright." Pendleton replied, standing up and following Eric out.

Montagne purred and continued to thrust into him, stroking him and holding his head in place.

David shook his head, then took the glass and smelled it. With a smirk he took a taste and walked over to Josephs who was still tied up. "I've tasted better..." he looked down at Josephs and smirks again. "Would you like a taste slut?"

Elias tightened his hole around the massive cock, bouncing faster.

(*Hawthorne)
Hawthorne nodded, having not had a drink in a while.

Montagne growled as he pulled his head back again and pressed deep within him as he filled him.

(Right. Josephs is Elias's last name.)
David removed the gag and grabbed his chin, then took the bottle and poured it into his mouth.

Elias squeaked as his master flooded him, tightening his hole to keep it in.

Hawthorne spluttered, not being ready for it.

Montagne purred and pulled out, releasing him and sitting up.

David smirked and pulled the bottle back. "You're making quite the mess..."

Elias gazed lovingly at his master, wondering if he could speak.

Hawthorne gagged and gasped in fresh air, panting, cock soft.

Montagne smirked as he got dressed. "What is it?" he said.

David smirked then tilted his head back again. "Ready this time?"

"I... I love you, master." Elias confessed.

Hawthorne nodded, remembering to breathe through his nose.