David smiled and traced his hole. He thread his finger inside of him, reaching in and finding his sweet spot.

Hawthorne came almost immediately.

David smirked and licked his tip. Then wihtout warning he thrust into him, hard and fast.

Hawthorne began moaning in pleasure as he was used like the slut he was.

David smirked, then closed his eyes and fucked him until he came into him. When he finished he tied his legs to then posts. "There," he said, pulling his hips down to the edge. "Hold it there." He left, leading Elias out and back to the crew.

Elias resisted the crew's touches until they reached the captain.

Montagne smirked from where he was sitting in the highbacked chair. "Having fun slut?" he said, lifting up Elias's chin.

David returned with an easel and some paints. "I must say I'm impressed you had these Hawthorne," he said, setting them up.

Elias shook his head. "I'm sorry..."

Hawthorne raised an eyebrow as if to say 'why?'

Montagne smirked and traced his lips. "I'm sure," he said, looking him over.

David smirked and shook his head, then started painting.

"Please tell me how I can show you?" Elias asked.

Hawthorne wondered what he was painting.