Cruise ship slave girl. - Sex Stories

Cruise ship slave girl.

I work on a cruse ship as a security guard. It’s my job to check people’s tickets, stop underage people getting into the bars, that kind of thing. I’m standing at the end of the dock, checking people’s tickets before they get on the ship. Countless people walk up to me, hand me the ticket, watch me scan the barcode then hand them back their ticket. During the hour it took to check everyone’s tickets, there was only one incident with someone forgetting their ticket and not being allowed to get on the ship. She claimed to have lost it when someone bumped into her and she dropped her purse but there was no proof. She stormed off to the office but never made it back in time for the ship to leave. Later that night, I was working outside one of the bars, checking people’s ID’s. A young black girl in cut off jeans and a low cut top came to the bar without ID. She claimed to be twenty one but couldn’t prove it. I turned her away. She came back later that night with a driver’s licence that wasn’t hers. The age on the licence was older than the age she claimed to be and the woman in the photo had hair much shorter than hers. She got upset when I turned her away. After my shift ended, I headed off to my room. I saw the pretty black girl again. She was walking down a corridor. She intentionally bumped into a lady, making her drop her purse. She apologised and helped the woman pick up her stuff. I noticed her slip the woman’s wallet into her pocket. I walk past her as if nothing happened. ...

... The black girl wanders off. I follow her. I watch her pretty ass sway back and forth as she walks. She takes the wallet out of her pocket and empties the cash out of it. She stuffs it down her bra and throws the wallet in a nearby rubbish bin. I take it out of the bin and pocket it. I follow her. She walks down to the end of the corridor then takes the stairs. I am careful to not make any noise following her. She doesn’t notice me. I follow her down below to the lowest level of the ship. I follow her past machinery to a cleaning supply store room. She goes inside and shuts the door. She switches a light on inside, I can see it around the edges of the door. I wait for her to come out, wondering what she’s up to. After a while, I decide to go in after her. I turn the handle slowly and open the door slightly. I see her standing on a sleeping bag, getting undressed. I open the door fully. She turns around and drops her shirt, surprised that I was there. She panics. She looks around franticly for a way to escape, then realises that I’m blocking the only way out. I enter the room and shut the door behind me. She moves her arm across her chest, covering her black see-through bra. Her other hand goes to cover her matching panties. Even with her arm blocking her tits, I can see the cash poking out of her bra. I ask her what she’s doing here. She tells me that it’s none of my business. I tell her that this section is off limits to passengers. She tells me that she doesn’t care. I tell ...