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feel right with myself if I thought I’d been manipulated by someone.’
    Dawn stopped caressing Emily’s breast and frowned at her unhappily. ‘You’re going to leave the boat. You can’t!’
    Emily kissed the dark-haired woman gently on the lips. ‘I am, and I can,’ she said cheerfully. ‘There is nothing on this planet that could possibly make me submit to Captain Wilde.’ First thing tomorrow, she decided, she would tell the captain of her plans. He could drop her off at the first port they came to, sooner if it was possible. She was determined to do whatever it took to get off the boat and get away from the man.
    Staring upwards and glancing at the star-studded sky, she repeated the words, like a chant to ward off evil spirits: ‘There is no way that I’m ever going to submit myself to Captain Wilde again.’

Three
     
    Vincent watched as Laura and Captain Wilde tied Dawn to the wheel. She was stark-naked save for the ropes around her ankles and wrists. Her body glistened in the morning sunshine. The flesh was slick with an oily layer of sun tan lotion that Vincent had applied earlier. Her hands were outstretched and her legs were spread wide apart, revealing the pouting lips of her pussy. The pose accentuated her slender figure. It also put her in a distinctly vulnerable position. Her arse still sported the fading stripes of her punishment from the night before, and Vincent knew, just looking at her, that fresh marks would replace them before the day was out.
    A hazy South American sun beat down on the boat, warming her bare flesh.
    Laura moved in front of Dawn and tweaked the woman’s pierced nipples. ‘Should I clamp these to the wheel, Captain?’ she asked wickedly.
    Captain Wilde shook his head. ‘That would give her an unfair advantage.’ He grinned broadly and slapped a cheerful hand against Dawn’s bare arse. The woman trembled beneath the blow. ‘You’ve got a good day for your maiden voyage,’ he said happily. ‘Do you think you’re up to it?’
    ‘Yes, Captain Wilde,’ Dawn whispered softly. Her breathing was already ragged from sexual anticipation.
    He laughed darkly. ‘Clear waters ahead,’ he told her. His eyes shone with the wicked light of black mirth.
    Vincent followed the captain’s gaze to the bow of the boat and beyond. The Amazon was a tranquil ribbon of azure, stretching for miles until it reached the horizon where it shimmered in the day’s heat. Huge purple and white water lilies lined the shores of the river, languishing in the shadows of the over hanging shrubbery.
    They weren’t just clear water’s ahead, Vincent thought. The sky was cloudless and unbroken as well. The brilliant white sails of the clipper’s rigging rustled gently beneath the unending cerulean canopy. He felt his chest swell with affection as he admired the day’s beauty. It was a glorious day to be on the river, and he was determined to enjoy every last moment of it, if the captain would allow.
    Vincent checked his watch and calculated how long Dawn had to endure on the wheel. It was eight o’clock in the morning. Breakfast had just been completed, and Vincent knew that Dawn would be tied to the wheel for the next three and a half hours. Captain Wilde was a cruel bastard, but even he was not so cruel as to keep Dawn tied naked beneath the treacherous rays of the Amazon’s noon sun.
    Captain Wilde picked up his cane and tested it in the air. It whistled smartly on its downward arc.
    Dawn flinched instinctively. Even though she had only heard the sound, she released a small gasp of terror.
    Both the captain and Laura laughed at her nervousness. They kissed one another passionately. His hands went to her breasts and gently squeezed the rounded orbs. She embraced him tightly, squeezing his buttocks through his shorts. The intimacy of their kiss was so strong that the naked girl between them was temporarily forgotten.
    Captain Wilde broke the kiss and beamed happily at his wife. ‘Are you ready