This chapter introduces a new character, Ruka. She doesn't appear in the anime or the light novels, but she is one of the potential romantic interests from the Spice and Wolf Nintendo DS game Spice and Wolf: The Wind that Spans the Sea. Is she a well known character in the series? No. But she's cute. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

"I hope you're sure about this, nushio. The people who told you the ferry was leaving today also said that it was leaving in fifteen minutes!"

Lawrence had been held up in Gerube for several days as Eve dragged him into another trade dispute. He had ended up saving Eve's (and his own) skin while also preventing a civil war. Once that was finally over with, they were free to go on to the island kingdom of Winfiel, where the alleged bones were located in a monastery. Winfiel was across the strait from Gerube, reachable by an overnight ferry. It was also the land of Eve's birth.

However, there were also rumors of civil unrest on the island. The kingdom was going through financial troubles, and there was talk of mercenaries getting involved. Demand for travel there had plummeted, and there was now only one ferry headed there every week.

"You're sure that today's that day, right?"

Lawrence was too busy running to respond to Holo's question. The group ran to the end of the dock, stopping in front of a rather small boat that looked rather empty for a ship that was just about to leave.

"Excuse me, is this the ferry to Winfiel?"

A young girl was sitting on a post, kicking her legs in the air. She looked up at Lawrence's group, cocking her head with a bored look.

"Yeah, it is. You're cutting it close though, aren't you? We're leaving in five minutes."

Lawrence paid the fare, and they boarded the ship.

There were plenty of empty benches in the passengers' compartment. Lawrence took a seat in the middle, near one of the portholes. He was accompanied by Col and then Holo, who sat down next to him until she was suddenly pushed aside, tumbling to the ground as Nora, then Diana, and then Dancer Girl rushed in and surrounded Lawrence.

Holo fumed. Getting up, she dragged Col out from the group of girls and dragged him to another bench a few rows up front and set him on her lap. Col was taken aback, blushing as Holo squeezed him in her arms and held him like a giant teddy bear. She began to pat his head, tousling his hair as she continued to shoot dirty looks back at Lawrence and his harem.

After a few minutes, the ship set sail. It was going to be a long trip to spend entirely sitting on benches, and the entire boat settled in for the long ride. With nothing else to do, the entire ship fell asleep.

…

Lawrence remained awake, absentmindedly staring out the porthole as the ship left port and drifted out to sea. After a few minutes, he got up from the bench, moving the girls from his body as he left his seat.

Lawrence began to walk around the passengers' compartment. The hull of the boat was dimly lit, with only the light coursing in from the small portholes for illumination. He made his way past the rows of empty benches as he approached the set of stairs that led up to the deck.

"Oh, it's the latecomer."

It was the girl from the dock, standing at the foot of the stairs. He finally got a good look at her, having rushed past her the first time. She was quite young, and she was at least an entire head, if not two, shorter than Lawrence.

Her entire body was bathed in the sunlight that coursed in from the aperture at the top of the stairs. Her dark strawberry blonde hair was thick and unruly, tied into two wild and unkempt twintails. She had large, glittering copper eyes, and her lips were curled up in a sneaky, feline grin as she stared at Lawrence.

The girl had on a rough woolen shirt with leather straps wrapped around her arms. Around her small waist was a thick leather cord with a small cloth bag attached to it. Below this, she wore dark, baggy bloomer shorts that ended just above her knees, tightened around both thighs by small cords, and finally, below that a pair of thick, worn-out black sandals that encased her small, beautiful feet.

The girl grinned as she noticed Lawrence staring at her.

"You're weird, Mister Passenger."

She stuck her tongue at Lawrence as she headed off, leaving Lawrence alone. Lawrence made his way absentmindedly back to his seat. He sat back down in a daze as his three girls stirred, grabbing him in their sleep as they cuddled next to him. This time, he fell asleep as well, surrounded by their warmth as they all leaned their heads against Lawrence's body.

…

Ships did not offer food. Passengers who wished to travel long distances by boat had to bring their own. Several hours after the boat left port, the entire hull began to light up, illuminated by candles as all the passengers began to unwrap their packages of preserved cheeses and breads.

Holo and Col now rejoined the rest of the travel party at a single bench as Lawrence began to unwrap the food he had brought along. Their meal was especially extravagant, being made up of leftovers from the magnificent banquet that Eve had ordered for Lawrence a few days ago in gratitude for saving her life (and making her a lot of money in the process).

Lawrence suddenly got up, taking some of the fruit and cheese, as well as a chunk of meat pie, along with him as he left the bench.

"Nushio, where are you going?"

Lawrence didn't respond, since he didn't really know himself. Instead, he shuffled aimlessly around the compartment with the food before climbing the set of stairs that led up into the deck and emerging into the open air above.

A few others were up there, enjoying the fresh air. Lawrence joined them, walking around without eating the food he had brought along.

He then spied the ship girl in the distance sitting on the bulwark railing, looking out at the sea.

"Hey, isn't that dangerous?"

The girl turned around and saw Lawrence on the deck. Turning around and jumping onto the deck, she hopped up to Lawrence, grinning as she began running circles around Lawrence.

"You're quite the busybody, aren't you, Mister Passenger?"

The girl finally stopped in front of Lawrence, pivoting on her feet as she leaned forward and looked up, cocking her head as she let out a teasing laugh.

"I don't know if you can tell, but Ruka's been around ships for a long time now."

Ruka laughed again as she stared at Lawrence. She was cute, and Lawrence couldn't help but look back. She also appeared extremely fragile, her small and petite body looking like it could blow over at any time in the strong ocean wind. Lawrence unconsciously lifted his arms, holding out the food he held in his hands.

Ruka looked at the food and tried to suppress her natural reaction.

"Have you eaten yet?"

Ruka wiped the drool off her mouth. "Yeah."

Lawrence said nothing as he continued to stretch out his arm with the food. This time, Ruka barely hesitated for even a second before snatching it all from his hands and gobbling it up.

"Is this…meat!?"

Ruka stared at Lawrence with awe before devouring the pie up like she did with everything else. Lawrence handed her a waterskin of ale and watched as Ruka chugged it down.

"You're awfully shady, Mister Passenger."

"Where'd that come from!?"

"I don't know how you got the money for this. You certainly don't look like a noble or a bigshot."

Lawrence was stunned at the amount of cheek this girl was willing to show to a person who had just given her food.

"It's no big deal. It was a gift."

"Well. Then you know some pretty powerful people. This stuff tastes pretty top-shelf. Besides, what's a guy like you doing heading where you're headed?"

Lawrence remembered the rumors surrounding the island kingdom where they were going. Ruka then leaned in and, narrowing her eyes, smiled again, holding her face close enough that Lawrence blushed.

"Plus, you've got all those girls traveling along with you."

Ruka was quiet now as her eyes bored into Lawrence, giving a knowing smile as she swept her fingers across Lawrence's face. Then, suddenly leaping back, she said,

"Shady…but Ruka likes you anyway!"

Ruka spun around as she leapt away, leaving Lawrence alone once again.

…

Lawrence returned to the compartment of the ship and sat down. Holo and Col had returned to their spot on the bench a few rows in front, and now it was just him and the three girls again.

Lawrence began thinking about Ruka again. She was a very compelling girl. She was obviously very poor, and she looked extremely fragile and innocent, with a delicate, slight body and large, beautiful eyes. This made her all the more compelling, and he was unable to get her out of his head.

"Hey, Mister. Mister? Mister Lawrence!"

Lawrence snapped back into reality. Dancer Girl was leaning over on the bench, staring at him. Lawrence glanced absentmindedly back at her.

"Mister Lawrence…"

"Yeah?"

"Your dick is hard."

Dancer Girl narrowed her eyes as she grasped Lawrence by both his cheeks and leaned in, smiling slightly as she licked her lips. Lawrence looked down and realized that she was right. He had been completely erect for several minutes now, and his pants now formed a painful bulge, his rigid cock aching and shuddering as the tip of his tent formed a hot, dripping wet spot.

Dancer Girl dipped her head, staring up at Lawrence as she lowered her voice, moving her hands down so they were caressing his chest.

"Does it hurt, Mister?"

"Yeah…"

"Would you like to masturbate?"

"Yeah."

"It's fine if you do, Mister Lawrence. We understand if you have to. There isn't anyone else around, you know."

Dancer Girl's eyes began to water as she rubbed her master's erection now, driven to the verge of tears at the thought of her master not being able to relieve his pent-up arousal.

"Please, Mister Lawrence!"

Lawrence smiled as he patted Dancer Girl on the head. "Of course."

Lawrence pulled down his pants as he let his dick out. It jutted up in the air, fiercely erect. Dancer Girl placed her hands around his cock now, wrapping it with her slender, immaculate fingers as she jerked him off.

"Thank you for masturbating, Mister Lawrence. Please go faster if you want to. Your balls are so swollen and big now. You have to drain them!"

Lawrence closed his eyes and began to jerk off, thrusting into Dancer Girl's palms as he thought about Ruka. His hips began to buckle as they started to press frantically against Dancer Girl's hands. Dancer Girl obediently began speeding up, pumping Lawrence's shaft with a firm grip as she kneaded his thick, rubbery foreskin against his fat, red head.

Lawrence now hovered over the bench, his legs floating several centimeters above the seat as he fucked Dancer Girl's fingers. He began to imagine Ruka without any clothes on. He fantasized about peeling her woolen sweater off and staring at her small, bumpy breasts and her thick, rigid nipples, and he continued masturbating as he began to imagine her small, flat stomach and the smooth, pale outline of her ribs.

Finally, he imagined her long, spindly, hairless legs as his cock ground in between both of Dancer Girl's hot, sweaty palms. He imagined her thighs, her thin, toned calves, and finally, her miniscule ivory feet, weighed down by their thick, heavy sandals, dirty and unwashed from weeks and months of accumulated skin and oil, shoved against his face, polluting the air that filled his nostrils and fouling the air that entered his mouth…

Lawrence nutted violently all over Dancer Girl's hands, thrusting into them without warning as he jizzed into her palms. His dick then flew out from her hands and into the air as it began to indiscriminately spray semen all over her body, nutting on her face and neck and dress, on the floor and the other benches, before finally dying down and dripping cum down his own balls and legs.

Holo sat up front, well within earshot of Lawrence and Dancer Girl. Her entire face and body were flushed, sweaty and palpitating, as she cupped her hands over both of Col's ears. It had been weeks since Lawrence properly masturbated with his own hands. He entirely relied on his pet whores' hands now whenever he wanted to pleasure himself. It was the most ridiculous thing she'd ever heard of, and the very thought made Holo's pussy wet with rage.

Nora and Diana now joined Dancer Girl. The three girls leaned into Lawrence, staring at him, all teary eyed and sobbing.

"Mister Lawrence, are you satisfied?"

"Would you like to masturbate again, Lawrence?"

"Do you need our hands again, Lawrence-san?"

The three girls stared at Lawrence with concern as they petted his semi-erect penis, persistent with their badgering. They fussed at him like a doting mother, refusing to leave him alone as he insisted that he was satisfied.

"Your cock is still hard, Mister!"

"That's bullshit, Lawrence. You can't restrain yourself, you know."

"You have to keep jerking off until your balls are drained, Lawrence-san!"

Dancer Girl, Diana, and Nora now began lecturing Lawrence, scowling as they began to scold him like a petulant child. His penis became completely erect again as he listened to them, and Lawrence finally relented. He grabbed Nora's hand and placed it around his dick. Nora continued to pout, staring angrily at her master as she kneeled on the floor.

"You can't half-ass it, Lawrence-san. You know your cock is too big for just one hand. A shitty, weak orgasm is almost as bad as no orgasm at all."

Lawrence gave up as Nora put both her hands on his cock and began jacking him off, still cross at his stubbornness. The other two girls continued to lecture him, making clear to him how angry they were at his lack of orgasms over the last few hours. Lawrence became ever more erect as their melodious, arousing nagging bored into his brain, until finally, he nutted all over Nora's face, cumming into her eyes as he didn't warn her.

Diana now got on the floor, placing her large, pale hands around Lawrence's shaft.

"Don't look at me like that, Lawrence. You know you have to jerk off one last time to make sure every drop gets wrung out. It's not good to have splooge stuck inside your dick hole, you know."

Diana began to jerk Lawrence off, her hands moving rapidly over his sore, aching cock. She ignored him as he winced, his cock stinging from the mixture of pleasure and pain.

Dancer Girl and Nora began lecturing Lawrence as well, repeating their admonitions several times as they tried to correct their master's sullen insolence.

"I know it feels so good that it hurts, Lawrence-san, but you know that there's nothing more important for a healthy cock than to drown it in pleasure."

"Mister, you know that you need to masturbate at least five times a day! You haven't nutted since yesterday so of course it's going to hurt!"

Diana frowned at Lawrence from the floor. Without slowing her pace, she joined in on the scolding, glaring expectantly at him as she demanded that he answer for his negligence.

"You know a healthy cock needs constant stimulation to grow. How are you going to have a proper cock if you stop jerking it? How do you expect to be satisfied with a cock that can still fit in two hands?!"

Diana was cute when she was mad, her thin, dark brows furrowed together and her bluish, cool lips bunched up in a scowl. Lawrence immediately came upon seeing this, his long-suffering cock belching out one last orgasm that completely painted Diana's face, spurting out semen relentlessly across her forehead and cheeks.

The three girls now got back in their seats, their faces all glazed with semen. As Lawrence's flaccid cock began to hang between his legs, the girls became a lot more conciliatory.

"I'm sorry for being so mean, Lawrence-san, but you need to take care of your dick."

"Your cock needs to be in tip-top shape, Mister. OK? Please don't be mad at us."

"Of course you'd scold us just as severely if we ever forgot to pleasure ourselves, Lawrence."

The three girls beamed as they stared at Lawrence. Lawrence laughed as he petted each girl on the head.

"Of course. You three did the right thing, you know."

Holo waited for a few more minutes before finally letting go of Col's ears. Overcome with rage, she got up in a huff and grabbed Col with her as she dragged him out of the benches. Absolutely disgusted with Lawrence, Holo left a shimmering, thick trail of fluid on the floor as she left the compartment with Col and went for a long walk up on the deck.

When they got back, Holo refused to even go back to the same area where Lawrence sat. Instead, she took Col with her to the other side of the ship, finding a new bench far away from Lawrence, and sat down.

Holo was still fuming. She continued to hold Col close, smothering him as she pressed him against her breasts. It was a drastic move, but it was the only way Lawrence would learn. Now, hopefully he would finally see the error of his ways and realize how big of a mistake he had made.

…

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"ju-u-u-u-u-u—JUU-U-U-U-U-U-U-U…chu-u-u-u…SH-U-U-U-U-U-U-pa-a-a-A-A-A-A-A-A"

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Nora and Diana sat on either side of Lawrence, while Dancer Girl was perched on his lap, as they took turns making out with him. Lawrence took each girl by the head, tonguing her as the other two watched and patiently waited their turn.

Nora and Diana had changed dramatically since they joined Lawrence on his journey. The two girls now dripped with sensuality, their slender, pleasing bodies accompanied by the pervasive smell of sex and cum.

Nora's innocent smile and Diana's mysterious and mature grin were now lies, hiding the horny sluts they had become. Whenever they got close to Lawrence, the tight, young blonde and the cool, busty milf would get on their knees and beg for his dick with the most vulgar, unseemly words, their tongues hanging from their tongues like dogs as they disgraced themselves.

Meanwhile, Sexy Dancer Girl continued to be her usual slutty self. She ground against Lawrence's crotch as she kissed Lawrence, straddling him and rubbing her breasts against his body. Dancer Girl then slid down his body, staring up at him and grinning as she pulled his pants down and began sucking his dick.

Nora and Diana began watching Dancer Girl with jealousy as she sucked Lawrence off, moaning as they each clutched Lawrence by the arm. Dancer Girl pulled out with a pop, smiling as a thin strand of saliva remained between her lips and Lawrence's tip. She then kissed the underside of his shaft, pumping him with her long, slender fingers, still smiling as she caressed him with her lips.

Suddenly, Dancer Girl found herself surrounded on both sides as Nora and Diana joined her on the floor. The three girls kneeled in front of Lawrence, staring up at him as they began to shove and fight each other for Lawrence's dick.

Finally, the three girls agreed to share. Nora and Diana dipped their heads as both girls wrapped their lips around Lawrence's ballsack. Sucking hard with their vacuum lips, Nora and Diana each claimed a testicle. The two girls stared up at Lawrence as his sack was pleasured by two mouths, each pair of lips sucking off a single ball while Dancer Girl sucked Lawrence at his base and jammed his entire shaft down her throat.

The three girls all looked up at Lawrence, staring at him while their mouths were contorted around his dick and balls. Lawrence gave in almost immediately, cumming as his dick flew out of Dancer Girl's mouth and nutted on the others as well, spraying semen all over the three girls' faces.

The three girls giggled as they stared at their master with cum on their faces. Then, getting back on the bench, Diana, Nora, and Dancer Girl lifted their skirts up. Pulling off their shoes, they lifted their feet up onto the bench, still smiling and staring at Lawrence as they began to place their feet on his lap.

Nora was first, clasping her small, pale feet around the base of Lawrence's shaft as her slender, flexible toes began to massage his cock. Her shapely pale feet were dwarfed by Lawrence's massive cock, which flailed about as Nora moved her feet up and down his length. Nora blushed as she ran her toes across his veiny girth, and as her exposed pussy grew wet.

Diana then joined her, wrapping her large, white feet around Lawrence's cock, completely overtaking Nora's feet as she began kneading the tip of Lawrence's penis with the balls of her feet. Diana then grasped his foreskin between her ghostly pale toes, dragging it over his head as she jerked him off at his tip.

Finally, Dancer Girl placed her slender, tanned feet around Lawrence's base, slipping her thin feet underneath Nora's pink soles as she began to pinch his ballsack between her toes. She began massaging Lawrence's testicles with the balls of her feet, rolling them gently against her soles.

The three girls began to moan as their ran their sensitive feet down Lawrence's cock. The girls kissed each other now, giggling as their feet met in a wriggling mass around Lawrence's crotch.

Suddenly, Lawrence grabbed the girls by the ankles, holding them tightly as he thrust his cock against their feet. He moaned as three pairs of feet engulfed him, and with a loud, drawn-out moan, he glazed the six beautiful sets of toes with his semen, dribbling it all over their smooth, shapely arches and their soft, plump toes.

Lawrence rested for awhile as his flaccid cock lay against the girls' toes. Finally, grabbing his dick, he pumped himself up one more time as he masturbated all over the girls' bodies. He came one last time, letting out a few more blasts of semen on the girls' stomachs that began to dribble down their toned, curled-up abs, dripping down onto their breasts.

Lawrence flopped back in his seat as he finished. They climbed on top of him, embracing him as Lawrence fell asleep and they drifted off with him.

…

Lawrence awoke several hours later. Peeling the girls' arms off his body, he stumbled from his seat and got up to walk around the compartment. It was now pitch black, save for the little bit of light coming in from the portholes. His eyes only slowly got used to the dark, and the entire hull now glowed a dull, fuzzy blue hue.

Lawrence took a swig from his sheepskin as he tried to slake his thirst. The afternoon nap, plus the snooze he had just had, was too much, and his head was now aching from oversleep. He was only vaguely familiar with the layout of the ship from his walk that afternoon, and he stumbled awkwardly through the rows of empty benches.

Lawrence contemplated what to do next. He could go up to the deck. The light would be better there, and he could look at something other than benches, but the weather was now getting colder, and while it wasn't too bad yet during the day, the nights were starting to become very chilly. Even the hull was still only somewhat bearable after bundling up in thick fabrics.

Lawrence thought some more about what to do when he realized that he was not alone walking around. He stood still as he heard the soft clacking of leather against wood. One of the curtains covering the nearest porthole blew open from a breeze, and moonlight poured in, casting a beam of light onto a pair of small, lusciously shaped pair of feet in a heavy set of black sandals. Lawrence looked up and saw the diminutive deckhand girl. Ruka stared back, surprised that someone other than her was up and walking around.

…

"Oh, it's you, Mister Passenger."

Lawrence stared at Ruka's small, slender body. Immediately, his cock began to grow hard as he stared at her face. It began to throb and shake, the bulge between his legs growing prominent and shivering as large droplets of precum began to form at his trousers.

Ruka glanced down at Lawrence's pants momentarily. Looking back up, she gave her familiar grin as she got up close to Lawrence, her head almost touching his chest as she wrapped her arms around his waist and smiled again.

"What are you doing up at this hour, Mister Passenger?"

"Can't sleep. I mean, I slept too much during the day. So now I'm wide awake."

"Hmm? That's a shame. Riding on a boat can get boring, even when everyone is awake. It's unbearably dull when everyone else is asleep."

"Tell me about it."

"It's boring for me too. Come on, follow me."

…

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Ruka gagged, her bulging eyes overflowing with tears as her entire face was contorted, her nostrils flaring and overflowing with snot as she choked on Lawrence's massive cock. Her irises had rolled out completely from their sockets, and she was foaming at the mouth.

Ruka's flushed, bloated face grew even more red as Lawrence nutted all over her throat. She instantly shot it back out of her nostrils as Lawrence pulled out, and Ruka doubled over on the bed, gagging as cum and spit came welling up from her throat.

Ruka straightened back up with a massive wet spot all over her crotch and her entire face layered over with tears and mucus. She grabbed Lawrence by the base of his cock and stared up at him as she kissed him on the ballsack.

Ruka then began to suck each of Lawrence's balls, moaning as her pussy gave another squirt all over the floor. She wrapped her lips around his left testicle, shoving her face in his crotch as she suckled it. Lawrence's balls and cock tensed up, just it had when Lawrence's girls had done the same to him several hours ago.

Ruka parted ways with Lawrence's wrinkly sack, staring up at him as she pulled away with a long, fat string of drool hanging from her lips, before immediately reconnecting with his nuts, this time sucking his right ball.

Lawrence began to dry heave from the pleasure, his asshole and taint tightening up as the pleasure in his right nut grew so intense that it hurt. He nutted all over Ruka's face as his ball expanded in her mouth, and his cock which had been so rigid that it jutted up in the air like a spear, now softened, gradually deflating until it rested across Ruka's forehead, dripping and leaking jizz into her eyes.

Ruka smiled as Lawrence dragged his flaccid dick across her face, and she finally let go of his sack. She now got up now, her delicate, thin legs shivering and buckling. Ruka beamed, her pussy now freely leaking all over her shorts now.

"Would you like to see me naked now, Mister Passenger?"

Lawrence grew hard again at the thought, and Ruka blushed, embarrassed. She nodded submissively as she pulled on the thick, woolen sweater over her chest and the stained black shorts around her legs.

Ruka took off her clothes, laying them to the side. She was now completely naked except for her sandals, and she walked to the center of the room, standing in the candlelight as she showed off her naked body.

Ruka's breasts were flat, almost nonexistent except for two small, gentle slopes. She had light brown areolae that were large for her age, spread out over each of her two heaving mounds. Both of her tender pink nipples were now entirely rigid now, completely erect as she stared at Lawrence, flush with arousal.

Ruka was a slender girl, so thin that her ribcage was visible at the sides. Her torso was lean and pale, but her stomach was already sinewy and quite toned.

Lawrence grabbed Ruka by the waist and lifted her legs up in the air. Her pussy was small and smooth and pink, so pale that it almost disappeared into the frail white skin of her thighs and pubic area. Her crotch was almost hairless, a smooth creamy peach field accentuated only by a thin shock of strawberry blonde fuzz around her pussy lips.

Lawrence wrapped Ruka's spindly thighs around his neck as he buried his face into her crotch and began eating her out. Ruka's pussy began to leak freely all over Lawrence's mouth as he ran his tongue against her clit. Ruka screamed, clinging to Lawrence as she came inside his mouth.

Lawrence got up from the bed, lifting Ruka by the waist as he suddenly flipped Ruka upside down. He then shoved her crotch in his face again ate out her piss-soaked cunny while her head dangled centimeters from the ground. Ruka uttered out another shriek as she squirted all over Lawrence's face. Lawrence drank her piss and cum, ignoring her screams as he began eating her out again. Ruka began to feel a head rush, growing dizzy as she continued to dangle upside down with Lawrence's hands around her ankles. Lawrence ignored her cries as he continued eating her out, and Ruka then uttered another series of inchoate screams as she squirted all over Lawrence's face again.

Finally, after some time, Lawrence flung Ruka back onto the bed, standing over her, heaving and moaning heavily as he stroked his cock over her stunned, immobile body.

When Ruka finally fully came to, Lawrence grabbed her by the waist and entered her. Ruka was tiny. She shuddered as her body was penetrated. Her legs began to shake, and she let out another burst of pussy juice all over Lawrence's body as Lawrence finally fit his entire dick inside her.

Once he had completely entered Ruka, Lawrence grabbed Ruka by the torso and started fucking her. Ruka's legs began flopping in the air, the soles of her feet slapping against her sandals in a smooth, constant rhythm as Lawrence slammed his crotch against her pussy before finally cumming inside her, shoving his entire girth in her as he nutted into her uterus.

Ruka's body became flushed, and she smiled sheepishly as she grasped Lawrence by the face. However, before she could lean in to kiss him, Ruka was slammed against the bed once again as Lawrence began to fuck her once again. She shrieked as her pussy let out another burst of piss and pussy juice, and she came all over the sheets and on the floor again as Lawrence let out another load all over her.

Lawrence was unrelenting, and he began thrusting inside her again as soon as he had finished with his second orgasm. Ruka began foaming at the mouth as her legs were forcibly parted once more, and her pussy lips expanded once more to accommodate Lawrence's girth. Ruka gave in immediately, cumming again and spraying her pussy juice all over the bed as Lawrence fucked her.

Lawrence nutted inside Ruka a third time, this time letting up as he paused for breath and let his semi slide out of Ruka's slippery chamber. Ruka's pussy began oozing with jizz. Her loli box, which was already warm and tight and inviting, was now divinely perfect, hot and slippery and lubed.

"Would you like to keep going, Mister Passenger?"

Ruka stared up at her master and smiled nervously, batting her eyelashes, trying to hide her rather vulgar and unseemly excitement as she bared her loins and offered herself for a fourth time.

Lawrence's cock was hard again, and he stared at her, eyeing her tiny body ravenously. Ruka blushed as the thick, blue veins on Lawrence's cock began bulging and palpitating, and his cock grew even larger, swelling up as he stared at her body. Ruka obediently spread her legs, her overworked pussy oozing out a little bit of her creampie in excitement.

Lawrence entered Ruka for the fourth time again, penetrating her as he fucked his own sloppy seconds. Ruka gasped and let out a salty, ripe queef. Lawrence fucked her a few more times, giving her pussy a few nice, fat wet slaps before cumming inside her.

Lawrence rested again, pulling his dick out and jerking off as he stared at Ruka's sullied body. Then, standing up, he grabbed Ruka off the bed and lifted her in the air, locking her arms and legs, passing his hands under her knees and through her armpits as he put her in a full nelson hold, shoving her neck down so that she was unable to move.

Ruka was now entirely helpless, her limbs completely locked in by Lawrence's arms. Lawrence lifted Ruka up in the air, suspending her body over his cock like a giant onahole as he began to fuck her. He began to masturbate, pumping his hips into his living, breathing fleshlight until he ejaculated inside her. He began going once again, thrusting his dick deep inside Ruka's immobile pussy before she could rest. Lawrence groaned, and his balls began to shake as he filled her up once again, sending her body into tremors.

Lawrence pulled out of Ruka's body, only to enter it again as he began fucking his suspended onahole in the asshole instead. He tightened his grip on Ruka's limbs, gripping her even more tightly as he parted her ass cheeks and plowed her anus.

Finally, Lawrence nutted inside Ruka's ass, slamming her violently against his pelvis as he ejaculated inside her bowels. Still slapping his hips against her ass cheeks in a soft, rhythmic pattern, he pulled out of Ruka's body, dragging his cock out slowly as he left Ruka's gaping asshole behind.

Lawrence released his hold on Ruka, finally letting his onahole free as he dropped her onto the bed. Ruka remained still, lying immobile as her holes began to quiver. Suddenly, her vagina and asshole burst open at the same time, and she farted and queefed all over the bed, lying completely still as she helplessly let out Lawrence's sperm all over her sheets.

…

Lawrence sat on the bed, holding both of Ruka's feet in his hands. Lifting them to his face, he pulled her toes away from her dirty, sweat-encrusted insoles and stuck his nose into the filthy crevice between her feet and her sandals as he took a deep whiff. Lawrence had a small orgasm as he nearly fainted from the stench, and a thin stream of cum trickled forth from the tip of his cock down his leg.

Pulling off both of her sandals now, he began to lick the insoles as Ruka placed her feet on Lawrence's cock. She started to become extremely aroused as she watched Lawrence smell her dirty, worn-out shoes, and she began pleasuring herself as she moved her slender, flexible feet along Lawrence's cock. Lawrence came almost immediately, his dick gushing thick white fluid all over Ruka's toes.

Lawrence got up now and grabbed both of Ruka's feet with one hand as he placed them around his cock. Holding her sandals with his other hand, he began to fuck Ruka's feet, penetrating the tight crevice between her arches until he came all over her stomach and tits. He kept going, gripping her toes as he continued to thrust his cock through them, cumming again without warning as he ejaculated all over her face.

Finally, collapsing on the bed, his cock still leaking cum in the last aftershocks of his orgasm, Lawrence grabbed Ruka and held her body against him, rubbing against her sleek, tiny torso as they both fell asleep.

…

Lawrence woke up with Ruka's naked, sleeping body clasping him. Already hard with morning wood, he got up and began to masturbate to Ruka's face.

Ruka woke up before he could finish, and smirking, slapped Lawrence's hand away as she finished him off with her mouth instead. Lawrence groaned and clenched his groin as he let out his seed all over Ruka's throat. Ruka accepted it with a smile, pushing a strand of hair from her eyes as she swallowed it all down, at the same time spreading her legs and showing off her sopping wet pussy lips to Lawrence as she did so.

Lawrence lifted Ruka's diminutive feet and shoved them into his face again, moaning as he sniffed and licked the dirty soles that were still covered with cum from the night before. Ruka giggled and played with clit as the strange passenger licked and tickled her toes with his tongue.

Lawrence then grabbed Ruka's sandals and jerked off into them, ejaculating all over them before handing them back over to their owner. Ruka took them and put them on, shuddering with pleasure as her toes were enveloped by semen, her pale pink-white nails disappearing under a thick layer of translucent jizz.

The two of them emerged from the room, and Lawrence looked out the porthole to see land. Ruka stared out as well before turning back to Lawrence.

"Um, Mister Passenger…Whatever it is you're headed over there to do…Promise Ruka it won't be anything too reckless or dangerous, OK?"

"Of course I promise, Ruka."

Lawrence ruffled Ruka's hair. Ruka beamed and then grabbed Lawrence by the collar as she made out with him one last time in the deckhand quarters. The two of them beat against the wall, their bodies writhing and slithering as they thrust their tongues in each other's throats, their breaths reeking of cum and sex.

…

Lawrence returned upstairs to the passengers' area in time for the boat to reach port. His traveling companions, including Holo and Col, who had returned from the bow of the ship, looked up at him as he reappeared.

"Where were you, nushio?"

"Out."

"For a walk?"

Lawrence shrugged.

"Just some early morning exercise."