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In the end she was saved by a most unlikely source. “She is with me you idiot, Amateur Porn surely you can see she has no shackles on.” Emily's strident voice filled the air. Normally a man wouldn't be spoken to in such a stern way by a woman solo porn but the fact that Emily was the Captains daughter made the man blanch and apologise. “Sorry Miss, it's just that the manifest says there are five fancy girls on board, I just assumed she was one of them.” he mumbled before scurrying off with the other girls. Tracey looked at Emily with gratitude and was about to thank her for her intervention when Emily said snidely, “Don't bother to thank me you silly girl, you left me to cope by myself during the storm, I should of let him take you below deck with the others, a dose of real servitude would do you good.” Tracey didn't know how to reply to that and so she just stood like a naughty schoolgirl, eyes cast down to the deck. On seeing Tracey's submissive pose Emily smiled and said, “Maybe it's not too late, I'm sure they have a spare pair of shackles somewhere and there should be five fancy girls on board after all.” This time Tracey looked up in alarm, “No please Emily, I'll be a good girl from now on, I promise.” As soon as she said it she regretted it, Emily was her equal not her superior and yet in that one little statement she seemed to acknowledge her authority over her. With a triumphant smile on her face Emily looked at her as if thinking, “Well you make sure you are, there's still plenty of time for me to put you in irons and let you join your sisters down below.” A shudder of fear swept through Tracey, what did she mean her sisters, those girls were nothing but cheap harlots who deserved to be where they were but then she again remembered how she was currently dressed, no doubt making all the crew around her look at her with lustful eyes. Not wishing to antagonise Emily any further in case she carried out her threat she again looked down and as she did she said, “Thank you Miss.” Emily seemed to accept that and they were soon back in the relative comfort of their cabin. Luckily Tracey's sea sickness seemed to have passed but when she attempted to dress Emily stopped her with a raised hand. “Actually you can stay dressed as you are for the rest of the trip, you look rather fetching and it will remind you of your position.” Tracey was appalled, standing in a huge tits flimsy shift in the middle masturbating of the Redhead Girls Fucking night on a storm battered deck might just about be acceptable but during full daylight on a calm sea, it was indecent. The shift was very thin and clearly showed that her large breasts were naked under it the way they moved and jiggled, not to mention the fact that her nipples were very prominent under it. 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