chapter two
Cero woke Samantha before he woke the captain. " Signora, wake up." He touched her shoulder
and covered her mouth so she wouldn't speak loudly at being awaken.
Samantha's eyes flew open, and she would have screamed if he'd not taken the precaution.
"Captain is sleeping, if you need to.. " he indicated. "Come with me,"
Samantha nodded, and slipped out of the hammock, Cero showed her to the only interior
toilet on the ship it was next to the cooks quarters. The watch had changed an hour before,
so all of the men were sleeping or on deck.
Cero had been on board ship long enough to believe the superstition that a woman on
board was bad luck. But it was the Captain, he had never put his ship in danger before.
"Grazie, you are Cero?"
"Si, I am the Captain's assistant. I will bring you food later. You must stay out of sight."
"I know. I am Samantha."
"Si, he told me. You were hiding in his cabin." Cero looked her over. She was beautiful
but she was also trouble.
"Go back in the cabin, I will come back with food."
Marin woke when Samantha returned to his cabin. He was use to Cero moving about his
cabin, but a beautiful woman was different. His body was responding to her presence.
He was growing aroused, his codpiece rubbing his erection unmercifully. He stifled a
groan into his pillow and rolled to his side, seeking some relief.
"Are you awake Captain?' Samantha moved towards the bunk.
" Umm," Martin answered.
Cero returned and placed the food on the table. "Captain the winds are still fresh
this morning. The mate wished to report."
"Grazie, Cero I will be on deck as soon as I eat."
Martin moved to the edge of his bunk, he was still fully aroused, and he wanted to
escape the close confines of his cabin.
He groaned as he moved to sit on the edge of the bunk. His huge erection crammed into
the space behind his codpiece. "Ahh," he shook his head, in an attempt to clear his
head and regain his usual calm demeanor.
"What may I serve you for breakfast this morning Captain?"
"Caff‚ and rolls, are usual for morning fare."
Samantha poured him some of the dark liquid and passed him a roll. Cero had provided a
second drinking vessel and she was drinking caff‚ from it.
Martin drank his quickly, it was always cooled enough to drink once it reached his cabin.
He took a bite from the roll, and chewed. His eyes straying to Samantha. She would be a
very beautiful woman once she was cleaned up and properly dressed. Her best features
were her huge violet eyes and the flowing dark hair. Martin fought back a second groan,
as his erection throbbed for attention.
"I will be on deck most of the day, stay out of sight."
"Captain, may I mend your jacket for you, I noticed it is in need of repair?'
"You may, Cero will provide you with sewing thread. Ciao"
Martin practically rushed from the cabin, his boots in one hand and the roll stuffed in his
mouth.
It took him several minutes to calm down. He spent most of they day on deck, taking
readings for course corrections, giving orders for more sails to be opened.
"Captain, we are nearing the island" The call came down from the man on the top
sail, acting as lookout.
"Bene, bene we are making good speed." he nodded, he was hungry it was well past
mid-day, he decided to eat his meal in his cabin.
Samantha had been working all morning, at first she had wanted to mend his jacket,
but the tear was worse than she'd realized, she needed to remove the damage and
make a new piece for his jacket. Cero provided her with the leather from the ships
stores. One of the sail makers had made the Captain's jacket a few years before.
Cero had offered to have it repaired several times but Martin hadn't thought it needed
done. He only wore the jacket when he was aboard ship, it didn't have to be perfect.
Samantha had mended it so well and added fancy stitching at the collar and shoulder.
It made the jacket even more attractive. She was eager to see if her Captain liked her
work.
Martin knocked then entered, " Ciao Samantha, are you well today?"
"Si, Captain, I am busy. I have finished mending your jacket, would you care to inspect
my work?" she held the jacket out to him.
"I am sure is it fine, grazie." he nodded and took the jacket laying it on his bunk.
"Have you eaten?"
"Si, Cero brought me fruit a little while ago." she nodded and returned to her place
near the window.
"Would you mind mending other things while you are with us?' Martin asked, taking
a seat at his chart table and pouring a mug of wine.
"I would be happy to help in any way Captain." she nodded again, and glanced at him.
Being near him was making her pulse quicken again. She was very attracted to him.
Martin noticed her unease and misinterpreted it as fear. " Be at ease carino, no harm will
come to you while you are on my ship."
"Si, I know." she smiled, but it was a false smile. She was wishing he would treat her
more like a woman and less like a child.
Cero entered with the captain's meal.
"Cero you have been assisting Samantha with her sewing needs?"
"Si, Captain. She is talented with the thread and needle."
"Oh? You have inspected her efforts?" Martin was surprised Cero would spend any time
with the young woman. He was the most sigh man he'd ever met when it came to ladies.
"Si, your jacket is better now that it was new." Cero nodded and retrieved the garment
from the bunk. He held it up so his master could see the improvements.
Martin touched a finger to the new fancy stitching at the collar and design she'd added to
the shoulder. " Grazie, Carino it is better than when it was new, Cero is right." Martin
looked towards his guest. She was a surprise, such talent in such small hands.
"Prego," she was happy he liked her handiwork.
Martin returned to his meal and Cero returned the jacket to the bunk. He slipped out of
the cabin and hurried to the locker he had stored the bolt of cloth in after the last trip
to Greece. He'd obtained several good pieces of leather. They were still there, safe for
his plan.
Samantha was feeling ill at ease still with Martin in the cabin. But she didn't feel it was
her place to question him. So she remained quite while he ate, glancing at him every
few seconds. He was molto bello, with a strong jaw line and beautiful eyes. His hands
were large, strong and shaped like one of the masters statues. She tried not to stare so
she looked out the window at the rear of his cabin.
Martin was thinking, she'd offered to work for him as a servant in return for his rescuing
her from slavery. He could sponsor her as a seamstress, set up a shop for her in the best
part of a town. Take a share of the profits in return for his paying her costs until she became
established. He was ever on the look out for ways to increase his income.
"Carino come sit with me, have some wine." Martin stood and waved her towards the
small table.
Samantha forward, and took the seat he offered her.
"I wonder would you like to be a business woman? Make clothing for people,
collet what fees you ask?"
" Si, if you know someone who would sponsor me."
"I would sponsor you, you are very talented. Did you learn this skill from your madre?'
"Si, she taught me everything." Samantha nodded, then looked sad, remembering.
"She is morta?" he asked seeing her distress.
Samantha nodded, her eyes brimming with tears.
"I'm sorry Carino, I'm sure she is with the angels." Martin reached his hand to cover hers
where it lay on the table, squeezing gently.
"We will talk about this again later. You should rest. I will see you this evening."
Martin drained the last of his wine, and stood to leave.
"Captain, I will do as you say, I trust you. You are my savior."
Martin didn't like being referred to in this manner, he was merely doing as was proper.
"No, Samantha I am only a ship's captain."
Cero waited until his master was back on deck to bring the leather pieces to the lady.
"Signora if you would fashion a garment from these for him, he is in need of new
clothing."
"What should I make?"
"Another jacket, if you will I can get cloth for a shirt."
"Si, I can make anything you wish. It will be a pleasure." Samantha smiled at Cero.
He blushed and hurried out. Samantha had a small bag of belongings she had escaped
with. In her bag was a measure tape. She took careful note of her Captain's current
jacket size. And began her work.
Martin was busy with the changing winds, they had to pull sails and reset new ones.
He didn't return to his cabin until late that night. He'd removed his boots so as not
to waken his guest and lay exhausted in his bunk, falling asleep quickly.
But the following morning he awoke early, before Cero's knock on the door.
Samantha was still in her hammock, he wasn't sure if she was sleeping or only staying
quite until he got out of bed.
Martin came fully awake gradually, he'd dreamed during the night, but he could remember
details of the dream. He was feeling rested, he stretched, and scratched. His body again
responding to her presence with a morning erection. He glanced towards her, she was
turned the other way, so he lowered a hand to his crotch, he slipped a hand inside his
breeches rubbing his swollen cock. Madon she will drive me crazy before this crossing
is over. He stroked himself, easing the pressure slightly. He wished she was not so
young, not so beautiful. He wouldn't feel guilty,... making love to her, if she weren't
so virginal. Martin exhaled, stroking his cock harder, he wasn't sure if he could manage
to relieve his hard state without her hearing him. He began to breath faster, he was pumping
his hand over the long swollen organ, building the pressure to climax. He was close to
coming, when the knock came at his door. He groaned and removed his hand, his condition
would be obvious to Cero. His codpiece pushed forward over his massively aroused cock.
" Si, Cero I am awake." Martin called.
Cero entered the cabin, carrying the caf‚ and food. " Cook has sent you fish for breakfast
Captain."
"Fine, Cero. Samantha will you join me for breakfast?" he asked groaning again as he
moved to stand and get seated at the table before she could see his swollen condition.
"Grazie, Captain." she eased down from the hammock.
"The companionway is empty, if you wish." Cero told her.
"Grazie, excuse me." she stepped into the area between decks and walked the few feet to
the toilet.
"Cero, this will surely kill me. I'm so hard I could pound nails."
"Si, Captain she is multo bella."
Martin ate quickly and was gone from the cabin when she returned.
"He was needed on deck, he says he is sorry to desert you, please forgive him."
Cero passed on the message Martin had made him promise to give her.
Cero woke Samantha before he woke the captain. " Signora, wake up." He touched her shoulder
and covered her mouth so she wouldn't speak loudly at being awaken.
Samantha's eyes flew open, and she would have screamed if he'd not taken the precaution.
"Captain is sleeping, if you need to.. " he indicated. "Come with me,"
Samantha nodded, and slipped out of the hammock, Cero showed her to the only interior
toilet on the ship it was next to the cooks quarters. The watch had changed an hour before,
so all of the men were sleeping or on deck.
Cero had been on board ship long enough to believe the superstition that a woman on
board was bad luck. But it was the Captain, he had never put his ship in danger before.
"Grazie, you are Cero?"
"Si, I am the Captain's assistant. I will bring you food later. You must stay out of sight."
"I know. I am Samantha."
"Si, he told me. You were hiding in his cabin." Cero looked her over. She was beautiful
but she was also trouble.
"Go back in the cabin, I will come back with food."
Marin woke when Samantha returned to his cabin. He was use to Cero moving about his
cabin, but a beautiful woman was different. His body was responding to her presence.
He was growing aroused, his codpiece rubbing his erection unmercifully. He stifled a
groan into his pillow and rolled to his side, seeking some relief.
"Are you awake Captain?' Samantha moved towards the bunk.
" Umm," Martin answered.
Cero returned and placed the food on the table. "Captain the winds are still fresh
this morning. The mate wished to report."
"Grazie, Cero I will be on deck as soon as I eat."
Martin moved to the edge of his bunk, he was still fully aroused, and he wanted to
escape the close confines of his cabin.
He groaned as he moved to sit on the edge of the bunk. His huge erection crammed into
the space behind his codpiece. "Ahh," he shook his head, in an attempt to clear his
head and regain his usual calm demeanor.
"What may I serve you for breakfast this morning Captain?"
"Caff‚ and rolls, are usual for morning fare."
Samantha poured him some of the dark liquid and passed him a roll. Cero had provided a
second drinking vessel and she was drinking caff‚ from it.
Martin drank his quickly, it was always cooled enough to drink once it reached his cabin.
He took a bite from the roll, and chewed. His eyes straying to Samantha. She would be a
very beautiful woman once she was cleaned up and properly dressed. Her best features
were her huge violet eyes and the flowing dark hair. Martin fought back a second groan,
as his erection throbbed for attention.
"I will be on deck most of the day, stay out of sight."
"Captain, may I mend your jacket for you, I noticed it is in need of repair?'
"You may, Cero will provide you with sewing thread. Ciao"
Martin practically rushed from the cabin, his boots in one hand and the roll stuffed in his
mouth.
It took him several minutes to calm down. He spent most of they day on deck, taking
readings for course corrections, giving orders for more sails to be opened.
"Captain, we are nearing the island" The call came down from the man on the top
sail, acting as lookout.
"Bene, bene we are making good speed." he nodded, he was hungry it was well past
mid-day, he decided to eat his meal in his cabin.
Samantha had been working all morning, at first she had wanted to mend his jacket,
but the tear was worse than she'd realized, she needed to remove the damage and
make a new piece for his jacket. Cero provided her with the leather from the ships
stores. One of the sail makers had made the Captain's jacket a few years before.
Cero had offered to have it repaired several times but Martin hadn't thought it needed
done. He only wore the jacket when he was aboard ship, it didn't have to be perfect.
Samantha had mended it so well and added fancy stitching at the collar and shoulder.
It made the jacket even more attractive. She was eager to see if her Captain liked her
work.
Martin knocked then entered, " Ciao Samantha, are you well today?"
"Si, Captain, I am busy. I have finished mending your jacket, would you care to inspect
my work?" she held the jacket out to him.
"I am sure is it fine, grazie." he nodded and took the jacket laying it on his bunk.
"Have you eaten?"
"Si, Cero brought me fruit a little while ago." she nodded and returned to her place
near the window.
"Would you mind mending other things while you are with us?' Martin asked, taking
a seat at his chart table and pouring a mug of wine.
"I would be happy to help in any way Captain." she nodded again, and glanced at him.
Being near him was making her pulse quicken again. She was very attracted to him.
Martin noticed her unease and misinterpreted it as fear. " Be at ease carino, no harm will
come to you while you are on my ship."
"Si, I know." she smiled, but it was a false smile. She was wishing he would treat her
more like a woman and less like a child.
Cero entered with the captain's meal.
"Cero you have been assisting Samantha with her sewing needs?"
"Si, Captain. She is talented with the thread and needle."
"Oh? You have inspected her efforts?" Martin was surprised Cero would spend any time
with the young woman. He was the most sigh man he'd ever met when it came to ladies.
"Si, your jacket is better now that it was new." Cero nodded and retrieved the garment
from the bunk. He held it up so his master could see the improvements.
Martin touched a finger to the new fancy stitching at the collar and design she'd added to
the shoulder. " Grazie, Carino it is better than when it was new, Cero is right." Martin
looked towards his guest. She was a surprise, such talent in such small hands.
"Prego," she was happy he liked her handiwork.
Martin returned to his meal and Cero returned the jacket to the bunk. He slipped out of
the cabin and hurried to the locker he had stored the bolt of cloth in after the last trip
to Greece. He'd obtained several good pieces of leather. They were still there, safe for
his plan.
Samantha was feeling ill at ease still with Martin in the cabin. But she didn't feel it was
her place to question him. So she remained quite while he ate, glancing at him every
few seconds. He was molto bello, with a strong jaw line and beautiful eyes. His hands
were large, strong and shaped like one of the masters statues. She tried not to stare so
she looked out the window at the rear of his cabin.
Martin was thinking, she'd offered to work for him as a servant in return for his rescuing
her from slavery. He could sponsor her as a seamstress, set up a shop for her in the best
part of a town. Take a share of the profits in return for his paying her costs until she became
established. He was ever on the look out for ways to increase his income.
"Carino come sit with me, have some wine." Martin stood and waved her towards the
small table.
Samantha forward, and took the seat he offered her.
"I wonder would you like to be a business woman? Make clothing for people,
collet what fees you ask?"
" Si, if you know someone who would sponsor me."
"I would sponsor you, you are very talented. Did you learn this skill from your madre?'
"Si, she taught me everything." Samantha nodded, then looked sad, remembering.
"She is morta?" he asked seeing her distress.
Samantha nodded, her eyes brimming with tears.
"I'm sorry Carino, I'm sure she is with the angels." Martin reached his hand to cover hers
where it lay on the table, squeezing gently.
"We will talk about this again later. You should rest. I will see you this evening."
Martin drained the last of his wine, and stood to leave.
"Captain, I will do as you say, I trust you. You are my savior."
Martin didn't like being referred to in this manner, he was merely doing as was proper.
"No, Samantha I am only a ship's captain."
Cero waited until his master was back on deck to bring the leather pieces to the lady.
"Signora if you would fashion a garment from these for him, he is in need of new
clothing."
"What should I make?"
"Another jacket, if you will I can get cloth for a shirt."
"Si, I can make anything you wish. It will be a pleasure." Samantha smiled at Cero.
He blushed and hurried out. Samantha had a small bag of belongings she had escaped
with. In her bag was a measure tape. She took careful note of her Captain's current
jacket size. And began her work.
Martin was busy with the changing winds, they had to pull sails and reset new ones.
He didn't return to his cabin until late that night. He'd removed his boots so as not
to waken his guest and lay exhausted in his bunk, falling asleep quickly.
But the following morning he awoke early, before Cero's knock on the door.
Samantha was still in her hammock, he wasn't sure if she was sleeping or only staying
quite until he got out of bed.
Martin came fully awake gradually, he'd dreamed during the night, but he could remember
details of the dream. He was feeling rested, he stretched, and scratched. His body again
responding to her presence with a morning erection. He glanced towards her, she was
turned the other way, so he lowered a hand to his crotch, he slipped a hand inside his
breeches rubbing his swollen cock. Madon she will drive me crazy before this crossing
is over. He stroked himself, easing the pressure slightly. He wished she was not so
young, not so beautiful. He wouldn't feel guilty,... making love to her, if she weren't
so virginal. Martin exhaled, stroking his cock harder, he wasn't sure if he could manage
to relieve his hard state without her hearing him. He began to breath faster, he was pumping
his hand over the long swollen organ, building the pressure to climax. He was close to
coming, when the knock came at his door. He groaned and removed his hand, his condition
would be obvious to Cero. His codpiece pushed forward over his massively aroused cock.
" Si, Cero I am awake." Martin called.
Cero entered the cabin, carrying the caf‚ and food. " Cook has sent you fish for breakfast
Captain."
"Fine, Cero. Samantha will you join me for breakfast?" he asked groaning again as he
moved to stand and get seated at the table before she could see his swollen condition.
"Grazie, Captain." she eased down from the hammock.
"The companionway is empty, if you wish." Cero told her.
"Grazie, excuse me." she stepped into the area between decks and walked the few feet to
the toilet.
"Cero, this will surely kill me. I'm so hard I could pound nails."
"Si, Captain she is multo bella."
Martin ate quickly and was gone from the cabin when she returned.
"He was needed on deck, he says he is sorry to desert you, please forgive him."
Cero passed on the message Martin had made him promise to give her.