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.

Good kid that I am I managed to get there on time and the first day went well, I was finding my sea legs after leaving the shelter of the harbor and they seemed happy enough with the meals I prepared. Everything was going well, or so I thought!

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.

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.

His screams broke up the party as if they had all been electrocuted and this time they were heard. The first mate came down and guessing what had happened, had to talk me out of releasing my jaw which were locked tight. He got a bad infection, and the others soon learned their lesson too, the strange incidences of only them coming down with chronic diarrhea gave them food for thought.

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