When I worked as a cook on a fishing trawler I got fucked stupid by the crew, and I learned a very important lesson, as did they – never fuck with the cook. I have always been a bit naive, my mother called it "stupid", but I am not so sure.
What a story, there I was, fresh out of cookery school and struggling to get a job. I thought why not use my cooking skills to see the world? Being a bit buch I thought it would be fun to work in the merchant marine, a private yacht or if desperate, a fishing trawler.
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After responding to ads, eventually in desperation I started trawling the harbor, asking around if anyone was looking for a cook. Popping into a pub, I found what I was seeking, the crew of a trawler.
After a bit of a chat, I managed to determine they didn’t have a cook to sail out with, he had come down with a particularly virulent does of the clap after a stopover in Hobart. They gave me the Captains, name and the name of the boat.
It didn’t take me long to convince the Captain that I was exactly what he was after, and after settling on pay and other important matters, I was told to report for duty at 5am, we were sailing out at 6, for 6 weeks at sea.
Reporting to duty and taken to the galley the next morning, I was expected to get breakfast ready for a crew of 12, and all went well. That evening was another story, 6 of the crew came and cornered me in the Galley.
They said I was to be initiated. Thinking they were going to keelhaul me or something equally stupid, I tried to charm them, only to find they had planned to fuck me stupid as part of their stupid initiation.
Then they grabbed me and I screamed and struggled to no avail, the galley door was closed. They quickly stripped me and turned me over the food preparation table to fuck me from the back.
Then one bright spark decided to fuck me in the mouth while sailor number two did me from the back. Not a good idea, by now I was getting pissed off and scared, so when he put his cock in my mouth, I clamped down as hard as I could.
This time the screams were heard by other crew members and they weren’t mine! I refused to let go in fear of retaliation, and only at the Captain reassurance would I let go. He was pretty badly mangled, and the medic had to stitch him up. The rest of them I got back by making sure they suffered from regular bouts of diarrhea during our v! oyage, and I think they learned, never to fuck with the cook!
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