Chapter 6

Charles

The captain had ferried the boat out of the harbor and into the open sea. He had cut the engines and the sails had been raised. The boat was powered by the easterly wind that hit the sails and carried us forward, and the boat crashed through the waves as nature powered it. I sat in my chair and watched Elizabeth as she familiarized herself with the boat. She had already slipped into her bikini and looked super hot. She looked perky and upbeat now that her nerves had settled, but she had a strong personality, and it looked like she was used to taking charge.

I watched for a while and thought of how much fun it would be to slowly break and torment her. She would be mine, and she would be begging for mercy. Although she was young, she looked strong, which made it all the more exciting. I thought it was time to give her the full tour of the boat and make sure she understood my rules from the start before she got too comfortable. Yes, the game had already started, and now was the time.

“Elizabeth,” I called.

“Yes, Charles, coming,” she replied as she made her way up the boat to where I was seated.

“Don’t call me Charles. It’s ‘Sir’ to you,” I said in a commanding voice.

“Okay.” There was confusion in her eyes.

I walked Elizabeth around the boat and showed her the safe places she could go and the places that were out of bounds. She seemed like she understood everything about the tour, and then I laid it on her.

We stood at the front of the ship with the wind brushing our faces, the spray from the ocean crashing up toward us.

“Let me explain a couple of things about your duties,” I said.

“Okay. I’m all ears,” Elizabeth said, looking as hot as anything.

“Sir. Don’t forget the ‘Sir.’ You are not here on vacation; you are here for a purpose,” I said in a raised tone.

“Sorry, Sir,” she replied with a wry grin.

“Don’t fucking smile like that. I’ll wipe it off your face.”

“Sorry, Sir. It won’t happen again,” she said, apologizing and biting down on her bottom lip.

“As I was saying, we will eat together at mealtimes, and we will attend the meetings together. Now, your responsibility is to take notes of everything that goes on in the meetings,” I said, commanded my authority in a harsher tone.

“Okay. I understand, Sir,” she replied.

“The main point of you being here is to do exactly as I say,” I said. God, I wanted her.

Elizabeth nodded in agreement that she understood her role, but she had not yet heard the main part of her task.

“Lastly, at night, you are mine. And I like to play, so no matter what I do, you have to go along with it. Is that understood?” I asked.

There was shock in her eyes. She had just come to realize her dad had sold her short; it wasn’t an admin job in its entirety. Her eyes bulged, and it dawned on her that she had just become my plaything, my sex toy for the weekend.

“I see from the look in your eyes that your dad has omitted some things,” I said.

“I think so, Sir. He just mentioned the admin side of things, Sir,” she said, her breath quickening.

I walked toward Elizabeth and forced her against the wall. I took her wrists in my hands and raised them above her head as I smiled at her. I held my head close to hers.

“I’m a good guy, and I can be a very good guy. Understand?” I said as I looked with want into her sexy eyes.

“Yes, Sir!” Her body trembled.

“I have a weakness, and that weakness is that I like to fuck. I like to fuck whenever and wherever I choose. Do you understand?” I said.

“I do. I do understand, Sir,” she said.

Her breasts pushed into my chest as I leaned into her body. I could smell the sea in her hair and the warmth of fear and anticipation. Like fresh prey.

“You are here for those reasons and those reasons only, and fucking is the top one. Do you understand?” I said finally.

“I understand you completely…um, Sir,” she replied.

I released her wrists, and she sighed in relief. “Now to the office. There is something you have to do,” I said as I walked inside the ship. She followed.

“Sit at the table,” I ordered her.

She sat at the table and placed her hands on her legs. The door opened, and in walked Jonathan with the welcome pack under his arm.

“Hi, Elizabeth. I have heard a lot about you,” Jonathan said as he approached the table. “Here is your welcome pack for you to read over. It denotes what you can do and what you can’t do on the island.”

“Yes, Sir,” she replied.

God, your so fucking hot; all I want is to hear you cry out in need.

“No, don’t call me ‘Sir.’ I’m not worthy of it. Only Charles is ‘Sir.’ You can just call me Jonathan,” he said as he smiled.

“Okay. Thank you.” Her doe eyes looked up at me like I was the love of her life.

“If you open the pack, the first document is your non-disclosure agreement, an NDA. I take it you know what an NDA is, but if you don’t, you’ll have to sign it to say that everything you see, hear, or do on the island will remain a secret. Now, do you understand that part?” Jonathan asked.

I sat at the end of the table and watched as Elizabeth glanced through the NDA. She scratched her head and puffed a few times. It was like watching her take her exams. She turned back to the signature pages and looked up in dismay.

“I have read it, and I’m not sure I wish to sign it,” she said to Jonathan.

Jonathan sighed and looked in my direction. “Charlie, she says she doesn’t ‘wish’ to sign the NDA. I think this is the part where you explain, don’t you?” he said to me as he rolled his eyes.

I rested my hands on the table and leaned forward.

“Well, Elizabeth, you have two options. It’s wise to sign the NDA, and we will go about everything as normal,” I said. “Or the second option is, I make a quick phone call and your dad, where ever he is, will receive a visit. This visitor will follow my instructions. I’m quite capable of letting someone fire him if you want. But he owes me too much money, so he has to suffer a little,” I said in a calm and collected voice.

Elizabeth sat in shock. She now knew things were serious. I could see why she had been nominated for this, and I couldn’t help but wonder what kind of man her father was to put her up as someone’s sex toy for a weekend. It was sick, and yet I yearned to spank her pretty ass and fill her mouth with enough dick to choke her.

“Can I just ask one question, please, before I sign?” Elizabeth asked.

“Shoot. Ask anything you want,” Jonathan said.

“What did my father do to deserve this?” She was far too beautiful for her own good.

Jonathan looked in my direction. “You want to explain, or shall I?” he asked.

“Feel free. Be my guest,” I replied as I watched her eye my body.

“Well, if you have an idea of investment banking, your dad was pretty damned good at it until a couple of months ago,” Jonathan said. “It appears his drinking has gotten the better of him, and he’s taken some serious hits and his performance and judgment have become piss-poor. So, the company, namely Charles, turned a blind eye to his first losses, but last month he had three million in losses.”

Elizabeth sat in shock at how bad this really was.

“To cut a long story short, your beloved dad must pay his losses back, and to bide his time, he’s traded you and your body to Charles as a partial payment. So, you’re here for the weekend. It’s all because of your dad not being able to man up and face the consequences of his actions,” Jonathan said. He looked at me. “Did I miss anything?”

“No. You got everything in there as far as I could tell,” I said to Jonathan as I eyed Elizabeth’s bikini top.

Fuck!

I kept my stare on Elizabeth and watched the expression on her face change. She had finally realized that she had basically been sold as a sex slave for the weekend. Her dad had stooped to a level she wouldn’t have thought possible from anyone, never mind her own flesh and blood. He looked at his own daughter like she was just a piece of meat.

She is way more than that.

“Do you have any questions?” Jonathan asked, trying to make her feel comfortable with his gentle tone.

“Where do I sign?” she said. There was a tear in her eye.

I sat and thought more as I watched her sign the NDA. I could sense that she knew deep down she had not been signed up for anything that would involve rape or even death. Hell, I just had dark sexual needs; I wasn’t a monster. And I knew she was curious about me.

In a small way, I actually felt a little sorry for her. Not as a person, but more for her predicament. She had become the center of attention for something she had no control over. The events had led her away from a young woman’s life and thrust her directly into a dark world where few people fully travel. My world was wild.

I had already noticed when we met, and every time we had talked, that she found me hot. Even just now, she had checked out my body when she’d had a chance. I had a sixth sense when a woman was mentally fucking me, and Elizabeth was no different. I sensed she was mentally undressing me and taking me to the depths of her body’s sexuality, and I had depths that were much darker than hers. I was keen to take her to this place of pleasure and gain.

For years, I had indulged in my dark fantasies, and I’d had no woman complain once that they had been broken. They had fully accepted that pain could equal pleasure. Especially when they allowed their body to fully express itself. With each letter I watched Elizabeth sign, she took one step closer to fulfilling my needs and exploring the true meaning and feelings of her body.

I sensed all of this and more. I always paid attention to how they reacted and how they responded to what I asked of them. And although their mind said one thing, their body always said so much more to me.

Elizabeth looked up once she completed signing the NDA, and Jonathan took it from the table. Now more than ever, she looked like a scared deer in a car's headlights, her eyes bulged and unsure which way to move. I really did feel sorry for her, but I could see how her nipples said something different. Fuck, they had budded and become hard through her bikini top, and I had felt them when I’d had her pinned against the wall earlier. Damn, her body wanted mine, but her mind was still trying to fend me off.

Yes, Elizabeth would be a challenge, which made it more fun, because the more she resisted, the more she and I would enjoy everything.

“Finished?” I asked.

“Yes Sir. All signed,” Elizabeth replied as she bowed her head slightly in submission, sending my cock a fine message.

“Well then, let’s get back upstairs. No point in being down here for the trip,” I said as I stood and opened the office door.

Elizabeth headed out in front of me. I looked at her strong athletic legs and shoulders. She walked with an attitude, yet her ass wiggled as any sexy woman’s did. I wasn’t sure if she knew I was watching, but I enjoyed the show as we returned to the lounge deck of the boat.

When I looked at the clock, I saw we had taken slightly longer than was expected. We were still about an hour away, and it was past lunchtime. I spoke to the captain and told him we would just take an early dinner once we docked. A platter or two would suffice for now.

I stood with Elizabeth and showed her the island as we approached. The sails were pulled in and the engines roared into life. Captain Black guided us through the reef, and we slowly moored against the dock.

“We will have an early dinner on the boat,” I said to Elizabeth.

“Yes, Sir. I’m fine with that. I’m a little hungry,” she said as she grabbed a carrot stick and some cheese from the platter.

We sat at the table, and the boat's staff presented our dinner half an hour later. No expense had been spared. Elizabeth totally changed her expression once she saw the delights on offer.

“Eat anything you like,” I said to her as I smiled. “There is plenty more where that came from.”

“Thank you, Sir,” she replied as she spooned clam chowder into her bowl. “It looks and tastes delicious. It’s not very often I can have a dinner like this.”

I watched her as she ate.

Go on, my beauty, eat your fill and enjoy it to the fullest. You will need your energy for later.

The remainder of the dinner passed with barely a conversation for two reasons. Firstly, because the situation that had brought Elizabeth was a bit awkward for her. Secondly, I was double her age, and I had nothing to say to her. I just wanted to break her mind and bend her body to my will.

We finished our dinner, and I thought of the day’s events. I could see Elizabeth was different than all the other women I had had, but no matter how attracted I was, I only sought short-term gratification, and the chance of a long-term relationship was out of the question. No matter how close I became to her, I had to maintain my inner strength and make sure the relationship ended as soon as we docked back at the pier.

“Right then, let’s move,” I said to Elizabeth and Jonathan.

I stepped off the boat and headed down the jetty toward the Jeep that was waiting. I casually glanced over my shoulder and saw Jonathan helping Elizabeth step off the boat.

As I walked out in front, I smelled the exotic freshness of the island. My island.

It was like my second home, the place I could be the most free and comfortable. I headed toward the Jeep and climbed into the passenger seat.

Jonathan got into the driver’s seat, and Elizabeth climbed into the back. I patted my silver case, which I had placed on my lap, as a million nefarious thoughts raced through my head.

Welcome, Elizabeth. Get ready for the fuck of your life, pretty girl. It’s gonna get rough.