Chapter 22

The Wailord Cruise

AGoT Part 4

I was in the same room and on the same bed when I awakened. I tried moving my limbs but nothing budged; the effects of the paralyzing spell or magic or whatever Sabrina put on me were still in tact.

*How are you feeling?*

I mentally cringed as her voice pierced my mind.

'Fine, but how about letting me move a little? Better yet, can you let me go now?'

*Hmph, why should I?*

'People will notice when I'm gone and will come looking for me or call the police'

*Ha ha ha. Don't be so sure about that. Besides, by the time that happens are you sure you can deal with me for another 24 hours? Or longer…*

My thoughts hearkened back to the grisly torment Sabrina just put me through. Sure it was the most mind-blowing and pleasurable experience I'd ever been through when it was all said and done, but the build up was torturous. I don't think anyone could last through repeated experiences of that without going insane, not even taking to account the wrenches Sabrina could throw in. A sitting duck for her twisted mind to take advantage of…

'Sabrina…look…we are on a freaking vacation cruise for Arceussake! I was just taking the panties for a little game amongst friends. No harm intended!'

*Pssht like I believe in Arceus.*

She paused for a half a minute as silenced filled the room.

*Ok I will release you…on one condition. Before this cruise is over you must bring one female participant to have fun with me. And you will have to participate as well. Deal?*

I had no choice. 'Deal'.

Sabrina put her hands to her temples and gazed in my direction. I was welcomed with the relief that my body was working again and I was immobilized no longer.

I starting walking swiftly out of the room before Sabrina talked out loud for the first time.

"Hey!"

I turned around nervously.

"You can have these." She held up the dark green panties that I had previously stolen.

I didn't know if it was a trick but I walked over and took them from her anyway. I smiled sheepishly and then finally left her cabin.

I didn't know how much time had elapsed since I first stepped foot in Sabrina's room but I assumed it was for enough hours that Brock's contest had now ended. I checked my phone. To my disbelief, it was only midnight. 'There is still a chance I can win this thing' I thought to myself. I already got this far and risked so much, I couldn't quit now.

I took the map out of my pocket and followed it to Misty's room.

When I stood in front of the door my heart began beating rapidly and my hands felt tingly. 'Fuck it just do it.'

I swiped the card key, and opened the door. The light in the kitchen was on so I could tell that someone, likely Misty, was home.

I tip-toed inside and hid behind a couch just for a moment to gather my thoughts and emotions. I had seen enough rooms on this ship by now to know which one was probably the bedroom.

I approached the door as quietly as possible. I opened it about an inch wide and then hid against the wall for a second before peering in. I got into a prone position so I could look in from ground level where I would be more difficult to notice.

The lights in the room were on and from my position I could make out two feet on the bed. The feet were pointed outwards so I could tell the person wasn't facing my direction.

I took the opportunity to move my vantage point from the floor to my knees and what I saw nearly made me fall over.

Misty was on the bed on her stomach. She was wearing long pink socks and had her feet in the air, kicking them around every once in a while. She had on extremely short pink booty shorts, which let her plump, fleshy ass practically hang out. The only other feature of her I could see was her red-orange hair which flowed down her back.

I had never even fathomed that Misty would wear pink. From what I'd heard she was a tomboy. I sure wasn't complaining though. That gorgeously alluring sight was a portrait that would stay implanted in my mind for life.

I shook my head vigorously to break out of the trance I was in, and re-concentrated on my goal. I also readjusted my pants.

The faint sound of music graced my ears. I inferred that she was probably listening to music, and was glad that at least the noise I made would go unnoticed.

That still didn't solve my problem of obtaining an article of clothing from her. There was no way I could make it to her drawers without her noticing.

I opened the door a littler wider and scanned her room for any stray paraphernalia. In the bottom left corner of the room was my holy grail, a clothesbasket. I crawled inside and toppled over the hamper. I rapidly sifted through the dirty clothes (not like I minded), and came upon a beautiful purple thong. I crawled out of the room, and exited Misty's cabin. I didn't care if people saw me, I ran faster then I ever ran before back to my living quarters.

I gathered Skyla's bra, Candice's thong, Sabrina's thong, and Misty's thong together, put them in a bag, and traveled back to the stern of ship to meet up with Brock and anyone else. All I could think to myself while walking there was 'what the hell did I just do'.

"Darren! How'd you do buddy?" Brock was sitting at a table with two other people.

I threw him the bag. He opened it and looked inside. "1...2...3...4! Damn dude you did it, you won!"

"Really? Did anyone come close?"

"Well only a couple of people have returned so far. None of them were able to get 4 and they were hoping 3 in a fast time would win it, but no, you were the first to complete it bro. The others either chickened out or will return later to find out you already won."

"Cool. So what's my prize?"

"You're prize…is the pick of any one piece of the stolen lingerie you want!"

"Are you kidding me? What the hell am I going to do with a girl's undergarments?"

"It's still a prize man. What did you expect money or something? You had fun didn't ya?"

"Ehh whatever"

"C'mon take your pick. The rest I am going to return to the girl's myself or else it will be suspicious."

I didn't really believe that he was going to return them but I didn't care to be involved in his stupid antics any longer. I took Misty's panties and left.

When I got home I layed in bed and marveled at the purple attire. Boy were they sexy, and so was Misty. I hadn't really thought of her since our encounter at the fishing dock, but I still wanted her. I may or may not have purposely inhaled the scent that the thong gave off, but I was instantly filled with feelings of arousal, giddiness, and warmth. I took them into the bathroom with me and…went to sleep.