Edna was watching Al's daughter lead Gloria towards the Scorpion when Al's booming voice startled her.

"FUCKTOY! Your room now!"

Edna Plodded wearily towards her stateroom dragging her father whom was impaling her rectum. Al followed her riding atop of Pony Girl. In her stateroom Al Barked.

"Well Fucktoy where's this address book?"

Though the room was in shambles from Al's previous search she saw the bright green colored address book on the deck next to her dresser. Edna scrambled to it and retrieved it. She then presented it to Al.

Al's response was to slap Edna in her face, which sent the teen sprawling backwards atop her father. "Fucktoy! Get off your lazy ass and show me those pro cherries!"

Edna struggled to her feet and began to go through the address book showing him the names of her friends who were members in the Young Christians for Sexual Abstinence in Hawaii. After showing him the fifth name Edna yelped as Al lashed down with the riding crop in his hand across her sunburned back and bellowed.

"Fucktoy! You got any pictures of these pro cherries?"

Stuttering Edna responded, Yes, Al My Lord and Master. I have some pict."

"WELL!"

Edna look on top of her night stand where she had place the photo album of her friends that were taken at a church picnic just last week. Not seeing it there she begun desperately to search the room for the album. While she was searching Al voice boomed.

"Fucktoy! Where are your dirty clothes at?"

"They are in a hamper in the bathro. Aaarrrggg! The head Al My Lord and Master. MY dirty clothes are in the head." Edna gasped as Al slashed her sunburned back again.

"Helm! Go get Fucktoy a hat!"

The new girl that Al had called Helm move towards the small head, while she continued to search for the photo album. Edna was puzzled by Al's command. She had no hats at all much less one in the dirty clothes hamper. Edna found the photo album under her bunk. After retrieving it she opened it to the first page and presented it to Al.

Al glanced at it briefly then barked, "Fucktoy place both the Address book and photo album in Pony Girl's cargo box then go stand in front of Helm and put your hat on.

Edna complied with Al's orders. Edna groan deeply as she stood in front of the teen Al called Helm. Hanging from Helms teeth was a pair of her soiled panties. With shaky hands Edna fitted the soiled panties over her head like a hat. Once again she was looking out between the leg openings of a pair of panties while the soiled crotch piece was draped over her nose. Every time Edna breathed in she got a strong musty, sour odor assaulting her nose.

Once Edna's hat was properly fitted on her head Al bellowed, "GALLEY". Once the small group was in the galley Al barked, "Fucktoy! Seeing you eat all of that yummy candy has gotten me in the mood to have something sweet to eat also. Get me the rest of the pie and milk from the reefer.

The shit that she eaten was still churning in her stomach was anything but sweet and delicious. Edna's mouth watered as she took out the apple pie and milk then handed them to Al, who sat atop of Pony Girl.

As Al munched on the pie he barked, "Match the pro-cherry mugs with there location."

Edna took the address book and photo album to the counter and started filling out the name and address of her friends on the back of their photos, while Al ate and drank.

When Al finished the pie and milk he Frisbee the pie pan at Edna's head and barked, "Speed it up Fucktoy!" Al finished off the milk then wiped his hands in Pony Girl's hair.

"Al My Lord and Master, I'm Finished addressing the photos." Squeaked Edna.

"Give me the addressed photos then put the rest of the stuff in Pony Girl cargo box." Snapped Al. While Al looked through the photos that Edna gave him he growled, "Main deck!" the little band head out of the galley.

The first thing Edna notice when she exited the galley was that the yacht's skiff was no longer aboard and both engine covers had been removed. Her mother was hanging upside down from the hoist trunk her legs still spread wide by the spreader bar. Edna watch Frank and Robert set up a two seven foot poles five feet apart, then carry her mother over to the pole and hung her upside down from them. Then Robert peeled the rubber halter off of her mother. Susan screamed as the halter was dragged across her burnt and scared breasts. Edna watched her now nude mother twist and turn in pain as she hung from her ankles.

Suddenly Al foot slamming into the middle of Edna's back, thrusting her forward. Edna fell on top of the port engine. First her father fell atop of her then he slid down between the engines dragging Edna with him. Both father and daughter screamed as they hit the deck. As they lay gasping Helm fell on top of them.

"You bitches get to your feet pronto!" snapped Al.

First Mary struggled off of the people underneath her to stand next to the engine room ladder. Then Edna struggled to her feet to stand in front of the teen she knew as Helm.

"Fucktoy, you will find some tools in the pouch hanging from Helm's twiddle-dee. You are to use them to disconnect all the fittings from the engines. Then disconnect the engines from the shafts and mounts. You are to place all fittings bolts, nuts, screws and any other part you remove into Helm's cargo box. Helm! You are not to aid Fucktoy in any way!" Growled Al.

Edna had never done any type of mechanical work before; she was at a total loss as what to do as she looked at the port engine wondering what to do first.

"FUCKTOY! If you don't start working I'm going to jam that throttle up your twat and haul you out of there by it. Then I'm going to directorate your skin like Bobby has done to Barbie Doll!" Roared Al.

Edna grabbed a screwdriver and crescent wrench from Helm's tool pouch and started undoing the exhaust bellows from the port engine exhaust manifold. When she finished disconnecting the bellows Al roared at her.

"Fucktoy! Climb up on top of the port engine!"

Edna had to use every ounce of energy she had to climb up on the engine while hauling her father behind her. Her father howled and shook violently as his shattered arms flopped around as Edna climbed up onto the engine.

"Fucktoy! Do you see that large blue line with the yellow end running up the center of the engine?"

"Yes, Al My Lord and Master, I see it." Squeaked Edna.

"You'll need a 7/8 inch wrench to disconnect it. Climb down and get one from Helms tool pouch then climb back up and disconnect that hose."

By the time Edna had climbed down off the engine retrieved the 7/8 inch wrench then climbed back up on the port engine, she notice that the three Anderson brothers and the rest of the captives except for her mother were standing around the opening of the port engine. Edna knew something dreadful was about to happen to her from the way the three brothers were grinning down at her. Edna wasn't disappointed, for as she loosen the fitting on the hose diesel fuel started to spay out of the fitting drenching the teen with the fuel. Her eyes burned as the volatile stuff got into her eyes. She herd the three men above her roar with laughter as she continue to back the hose fitting off the engine. The oily liquid made keeping her balance atop of the engine impossible and she slipped and fell back between the engines atop of her father.

As she laid there gasping Al controlled his laughter long enough to bark out, "Fucktoy! Get off your lazy ass and close that yellow valve on the aft bulkhead behind the port engine before you loose all of the fuel."

Edna scrambled to the back of the engine compartment and secured the port fuel valve.

"The one on the starboard side also, Fucktoy!"

After Edna closed the starboard fuel valve Al barked "Turn that dark green handle coming out of the sea chest, so you won't flood the engine room, you stupid fucking bitch!"

Edna saw the handle that Al described and close the sea chest, valve. Though she had no idea as what the valve did or how she would flood the engine room with seawater if she didn't close the valve.

"Fucktoy! Get back on top of the engine and finish disconnecting the fuel line."

The slippery fuel oil made it extremely difficult to climb back up and remain on top of the engine. But by grasping a hold of the lifting eye-bolt in the center of the engine with her right hand, Edna manage to remove the fuel hose from the engine with her left hand. When She got the hose off she looked up to find out what Al wanted her to do next, but he wasn't there.

Edna looked back down at the engine beneath her. Seeing the throttle linkage needed a much smaller wrench. Groaning she climbed down the engine and swapped wrenches then climbed back up to disconnect the throttle control. Edna worked through out the day removing every thing that was attached to the port engine. Her work was interrupted constantly by one of the three brothers as they fed her load after load of cream and added more of their usage brands to her chest.

As the sunset, floodlights from the Scorpion flooded the Random Access as Edna continued to work. Her stomach, begin to rumble as she smelled stakes cooking again. When she finished removing all of the fitting and attachments on the port engine, Edna look over towards her inverted mother that had a snatch full of table scraps and groaned as she moved over to the Starboard engine and got back to work.

A short while latter the one called Galley Slut stepped into the engine room with a plastic container full of shit and a two-liter bottle filled with piss. Galley Slut waited silently as Edna ate the shit and drank the piss. After her evening meal Galley Slut retrieved the container and bottle as Edna got back to work.

Around, ten o-clock Al and Frank showed up and had Edna crawl out of the engine room and walk over to her mother. While Al fitted steel wrist cuffs to her wrist Frank stuff more, table scraps into her mother's cunt and pour the juice over it. Then the two men rigged the bound trio, as they were setup the night before. Once again Edna was denied access to the morsels that were stuffing her mothers cunt as she hung by her wrist, while the fourteen-year-old moppet who was in her box watched Edna and her parents.

Down in the Scorpion's engine room Robert laughed at Beth as she licked oil off the port engine. "Finish sucking the bulge dry, Sweet Cheeks?"

"Yes Robert when I could no longer suck any more water from the bulge I started to lick the engines as I was told to do."

"Well they look very nice but look at the mess you made on the deck."

Beth look down at the deck and saw a trail of splattered blood droplets that leaked from her torn pussy lips as she dragged her husband on her bilge cleaning route. "I'm sorry Robert I didn't mean to make such a mess. I'm very sorry."

"Well you best clean my deck plate with your tongue, NOW!"

Beth bent over at the waist as far as she could but with the cord keeping her on her toes she could not get low enough to the deck to lick her blood droplets off of them.

"Sweet Cheeks! I gave you something to do or would you rather have your ass buzzed."

"Please don't Robert! I'm trying to lick the deck plates clean but I can't reach them the way you have me tied up. Please don't shock me, Please Robert!"

Robert squatted behind Beth and stroked her rump gently as he cooed, "Sweet Cheeks, you don't seem to understand. When you are given a task to do you are to do it. No mater what your own discomfort may be. Take this job for an example. I told you to clean the deck plate and here you stand there pretending that you can't reach them. But I know differently." Robert grasped the short length of chain that held Beth ankles together and jerked it up.

As her feet were yanked upwards Beth face plummeted downwards until it smashed into the deck plate. The pivot point was her stretch pussy lips. The engine room filled with both male and female howls as Beth hung from her husband's testis by her pussy lips.

Over the howling couple Robert bellowed, "See you can reach the deck. Now start licking or you'll hang there all night with your ass buzzing."

Through a cloudy haze of pain Beth lanced out her tongue and lapped up her blood. As she lapped she felt her body being lowered. When her knees rested on the deck the lowering of her body stopped. Beth pussy lips were still stretch taunt but at less her knees, instead of her pussy lips, now supported her body weight.

Robert tied Beth's pinkie toes to her dangling clit, as he spoke to her, "Now that we establish that you can reach the deck plates, you are to crawl forward and clean every drop of your blood off the deck. You are not to stop until the plates, shine nor are you to get off your knees. Now move it Bitch!" As Robert stood he kick her in her rump.

Beth felt blood run down her thighs from her torn pussy lips to splatter on the deck between her legs as she lick up the blood in front of her. Beth sobbed heavily as she crawl forward knowing that no mater how much of her own blood she lapped up in front of her, a new trail would be laid down on the deck plates behind her. She wanted to tell Robert that it was impossible for her to completely clean her blood off the deck. But she didn't want to be hung from her pussy lips again or have electrical current flow through her body so she remained silent as she crawled forward licking up her own blood.

As Beth crawled forward, Robert grab Steve's hair and jerked his head backwards and in a calm voice ask. "Well Steve old boy what do you think of my seafaring talent now?"

Grunting through clenched teeth as his body was wrack with pain, from his shattered knees, his bound and stretched testicles, his trust up phallus, the steel phallus glued in his rectum that his bound hands were secured to as he hung from the tram hoist hook. "I think you are a superb seamen Robert."

What do you think of my ability of delegating job assignments?"

"There superb Robert." Remarked Steve as he grunted with pain as his wife pulled him backward by his testis.

"Now don't you feel silly for calling me a know nothing beach combing gigolo?"

"Yes Robert, I'm very sorry for inferring that you weren't anything but a gigolo."

"That's all right Steve, it gave Sweet Cheeks here a chance to see what your life at sea is like. Isn't that right Sweet Cheeks?" Robert asked as he kicked Beth in the ass.

Beth stopped licking the deck long enough to answer Robert. "Yes Robert I very grateful for showing me what life at sea is like. Thank you very much." Then she resumed licking up her blood off the deck.

Robert left the couple to there misery. Beth wanted to scream vile curses at her husband for plunging her into this hellhole but fear kept Beth's curses in mute form as she crawled through the massive engine room. On her third trip through the engine room licking up her blood, Robert returned carrying two, one-gallon plastic containers filled with a brown viscous liquid.

"Sweet Cheeks! I understand that you had a tasty refreshment earlier today?" Robert asked.

Remembering the soapy water that caused hours of crapping pain that the little girl had given her to drink, Beth stopped licking the deck. Looking up at Robert and the two containers with dread she answered, "Yes Robert I had a very tasty refreshment earlier."

"Well then you don't get any of this yummy piss and shit cocktail! Hubby here will get it all!"

Shuddering with relief Beth turned her head to follow Robert as he stepped behind her. She watched Robert set the containers on the deck then lifted the containers back up by fishhook that was secured to the containers by a short piece of line. Beth gasped and Steve howled as Robert plunged a fishhook into each of Steve's, breasts tissue. Then Robert inserted two plastic tubes that were sticking out of the containers and inserted the tubes in Steve's mouth.

"Now Steve your are to drink every drop of your piss and shit cocktail. If I find any cocktail left in the containers or discover any of it on the deck I will pour battery acid down your throat. Understand Steve!"

"Yes Robert I understand." Croaked Steve.

"Then start sucking! Sweet Cheeks! What the fuck; are you looking at get back to cleaning my deck plates." Roared Robert.

Beth snapped her head around and started licking the deck plates. As Beth crawled forward pulling her husband behind her Robert left the engine room once again, leaving behind the couple, one was licking her own blood up, while the other sucking down two gallons of piss and shit cocktail.

In the reefer marked Helen's Toybox hung six inverted girls with very sore upturn breasts and stinging clits from teeth being racked over them. Quack the seventh girl was siting astride the exercise cycle peddling madly trying to prevent from being shock. The peddling caused two long thick dildos that had hot air shooting out of the tips, to hammer in and out of her cunt and ass hole. While her breasts, pussy lips and clit were horribly pulled, yanked and stretched.

Both Frank and Robert retired for the night while Al watch and prodded Quack. After ridding the exercise cycle for two hours Al hung Quack upside down and inserted the syringes in her nipples to refill her breasts with goat milk. Then Al also went to bed.

In the morning after the Anderson ate breakfast they reoutfitted the girls in the salvage rigs and marched them to the Random Access.

Will you look at that Piglet is still refusing to eat the tasty meal I provided her!" snickered Frank.

Al laughed as he responded to his brother's remark. "That's OK Frank. Fucktoy is just waiting for her cream, candy and golden juice."

After Al and Frank unhook Edna and her father from her mother and injected more of the milky solution into her father's groin to make him hard once again filling up her poop chute. Edna was then force to service each of the Andersons cocks twice. First they plowed her cunt. Before they ejaculated they withdrew their cocks from her cunt and inserted them in her mouth. After shooting their load of jism down her throat, they had Edna suck on their cocks until each prick exploded in her mouth. Edna gulped down each and every load of jism that was delivered without spilling a single drop. The tormented teen thanked each brother for each and every rape. After swallowing six loads of jism Edna was given a container of shit and a bottle of piss to eat and drink, while the brothers place there usage brands on her chest and stomach. Each brother branded the teen with the letter for each twat fuck. And two more brands for swallowing the double load of spunk.

When Edna was finish her "breakfast", and Al was leading her and Helm to the engine room Edna squeaked, "Al, My Lord and Master."

"Yes what is it Fucktoy?"

"I need to go, My Lord and Master."

"Where do you need to go, Fucktoy?"

"To the head, My Lord and Master. I need to pee and poop so could you please let me go to the head. Please My Lord and Master."

"Yo guys! Fucktoy is going to deliver some candy and juice." Al chuckled.

Edna turned a deep red with embarrassment as the Andersons and Helen's Toys gathered around her.

"Sweet Pea get Fucktoy's breakfast container from Helms cargo box and hold it under Fucktoy's twat as she tinkles."

As Elizabeth held the container under her twat Edna let her piss flow freely while everyone watched. Edna's piss stream lasted for only a brief few seconds before the desponded teen let out a yelp. She clamped down cutting the piss flow off. Edna didn't stop pissing because of so many on lookers, was embarrassing. Though it was extremely humiliating. But what made Edna stop pissing was the pain. Burning pain raced along the entire length of her piss canal as her bladder fluid flowed through it.

Through teary eyes Edna looked up at the Anderson brother laughing faces and the mournful faces of the other sex slaves.

"What's the mater, Piglet, Thinking about your first twat fisting?"

Edna was indeed thinking about Robert's fist in her pussy and his raking of his nails along her urethra. Yes, Robert, My Lord and Master, I'm thinking about your sweet fisting of my twat and the gift you gave me." Edna cooed as sexy as she could.

Al slashed Edna's sunburned back with his riding crop several time cooed in a tone of sweetness and kindness. "Fucktoy, I know that you get all dreamy and excited when you think about Bobby's hand playing inside your nasty twat. But sweet little Fucktoy you are holding everyone up. We have gone through great expense in order for you and your parents to join Helen's Toybox. So we need to strip this garbage scow of your FAGGOT daddy to help recover some of our expenditures.

Though all of this junk will only bring in a few meager pittances that won't even put a dent in the amount of money my brothers and I spent on you and your parents. So you can see that the longer you daydream about Bobby's fist in your twat the more money we lose. So Fucktoy you need to finish pottying so we can get back to work. Or we may just have to get start cutting expenses. We'll just have to cut things we have in abundance. Lets see what do we too many of? Hmmm." Al seem to ponder. Then switching to a sinister tone. "I know tits and clits! We'll just cut off your tittys and clitty. Unless you finish what you started and go potty!"

Edna did a little jig as she pissed long and hard. Immense burning sensation surge throughout her piss duct as she ejected liquid bodily waste through it.

As the last droplets splattered in to the container that Elizabeth was holding under her pussy Edna look soulfully up at Al and mumbled pleadingly, "Please Al, My Lord and Master, could you remove Noodles the FAGGOT, fuck rod from my steamy poop chute so that I can poop?"

"I'm sorry Fucktoy but that would upset your FAGGOT daddy. He want's to constantly ream your derriere. So you are just are going to have to squeeze your rectal muscles and pop them little turds out around your FAGGOT daddy's cock as it remains buried up your poop chute."

It was a weird and strange sensation that Edna experience as she bare down with her rectal muscles causing her shit to ooze out of her ass around her fathers cock. The stench that drifted up let everyone know that she had shited while her father's stiff prick was buried deep in her ass. The teenager color deepened to a bright red as the three Anderson brothers roared with laughter while the sex slaves look at her with pity in their eyes.

"Sweet Pea give Fucktoy her golden juice so she can drink it."

Edna drank her own piss from the container that Elizabeth handed to her.

"Time to get to work bitches!" Bellowed Al.

The group broke up as Al shoved Edna into the engine room followed by Helm. With out being told both girls scrambled to their feet. Helm took up her position near the engine room ladder, while Edna resume her task of freeing up the starboard engine. As the bright Pacific sun reached the sea Edna herd Al's voice bellowing.

"FUCKTOY, HELM! GET YOUR ASSES OVER HERE!"

Both Edna and Mary scrambled out of the engine room and started for the stern of the yacht where Al, his brothers and Helen's Toys were assembled. As Edna approach the stern she saw Al and Robert sitting on the bench eating chicken. While Frank was whipping Gloria's left breast as she knelt before Frank with her back strait. The other tormented girls were lined up on their knees facing the Anderson brothers. Elizabeth was going down the line of girls removing the long thick rubber cocks from there mouths and placing the fake phalluses on top of the full cargo boxes of each girl.

As Edna and Mary knelt down at the end of the line, Edna watched Frank suck on Gloria's left breast making rude slurping noises. When Frank finished sucking Gloria's breast he took a large bite out of the chicken that he was holding, while Gloria scrambled on her knees and position herself in front of Robert. Robert whipped Gloria's bloated left tit flesh then he too sucked on the whipped tit, Gloria the scrambled to Al.

After Elizabeth removed Mary's rubber phallus from her mouth and placing it in her cargo box, Elizabeth went to the bench and picked up a duffel bag that was on the deck in front of the bench. "They are ready daddy." Chirped Elizabeth.

Al bellowed a single word, "Quack!"

Gloria turned around on her knees and spoke to the assembly before her. "It is now meal time. But because I was caught stealing and hoarding Fucktoy's food for myself I will not be joining you in eating this scrumptious meal, nor will I partake in the next meal." Gloria then turned back to face Al who immediately started to whip her left breast then suck on Gloria's fiery red bloated tit.

Edna watched Al's daughter reach in the bag she was holding and take out a sixteen-ounce bottle filled with a reddish brown gruel. After opening the bottle Elizabeth inserted it into Edna's mouth and squeezed forcing some of the gruel into Edna's mouth. Though her stomach contained an ample amount of piss, shit and jism Edna realized that this was one of the infrequent meals that Gloria had spoke about. Edna gulped down the entire sixteen ounces of gruel that was offered her. Gloria was also right about the taste. Other then the shit that she ate and the piss that she drunk, the gruel was the worse tasting food to have ever pass over her taste buds.

After Edna finished gulping down her gruel, Elizabeth returned the empty bottle to the bag and pulled out another full bottle. Edna watched Helm open her mouth to get ready for her meal, but when Elizabeth passed her by and feed the bottle of gruel to Pony Girl, Helm let out a soft pathetic moan.

Edna wondered what the young teen had done to be denied a meal. As bad tasting as it was, it was nourishment. Edna's heart went out for this girl who Elizabeth pass by. Edna watched Elizabeth feed the other girls their gruel. When the fifth bottle was pulled from the bag it had a bright blue band around it. Elizabeth returned to Helm and feed her the contents of the blue-banded bottle. Helm joyfully gulped down the gruel. To Edna the gruel appeared to be the same stuff that she gulped down. Edna wondered what the blue banded bottle contained that the other bottles did not and why did Helm get the special food. Edna's sorrow for Helm withered away to be replaced by envy.

Al, Frank and Robert watched the changing expressions on Edna's face and burst out laughing. What's the mater Fucktoy? You want some of the yummy food that Helm is getting? Well I'm sorry but Helm is eating a special formula blinded especially for her and only her. The rest of you bitches will have to settle for the normal meal." Giggled Al.

While Elizabeth fed the rest of the captives their gruel she felt sorry for Mary. Her father was making the other captives envies over what Mary got to eat. It was her Uncle Frank's idea to mark Mary's bottle with the blue tape. Though it was true there was something special about Mary's gruel. Elizabeth was sure that if the other captives knew that Mary's special gruel had the remains of her newlywed husband as the meat supplement to the dog food that made up the gruel they too would feel sorry for Mary instead of being jealous of her. Starting with the last captive that she fed Elizabeth reinserted and sealed the long, thick dildos back into the captives' mouths.