I Was Working As A Cook On A fishing Trawler Got Fucked Stupid By The Crew

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.

I was fresh out of cooking school and looking for work. For some inane reason I wanted to be a ships cook and thought the easiest place to start would be a fishing trawler. The idea was to build up a reputation and a CV and as fishing trawlers don’t have guests or a huge staff, I rationalized it would be best.

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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.

Eventually I got to see the Captain and he was happy enough to hire me, we were shipping out at 6am sharp and he told me to be on board, they would be out at sea for 6 weeks.

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.

As I tidied away after dinner, a few of the crew came into the galley, laugh and joking with me and talking about "initiation". What was this I asked and was told they were going to fuck me stupid. "What if I was a man?" They said it would make no difference. Oh…oh!

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.

I bit down hard, and that was it, the party broke up. This time he was screaming, and the rest of them jumped away from me as though electrocuted. This seemed to have the desired affect, and they had to call the medic for the sailor.

It seems I nearly severed his manhood, and he got a nasty infection too. They left me alone after that, it might have had something to do with the bite, but a few of them got sick too – they had to eat my cooking remember – I think I made my point!

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