Pirate's pleasure (One female needed)

[JollyRoger]

Looking for a single female to play the role of a young wench, taken captive onboard a pirate vessel.





The timbers creaked as the hull of the great ship carved through the shallows, Bringing it closer to the shore. Along the railings stood a collection of men each one sporting scars from many battles, Upon the poop deck stood the captain, a solitary figure. At a signal from him the men climbed over the side and dropped into the awaiting boats.

He smiled to himself as he thought of the unsuspecting villagers who were about to be rudely awakened, if they awoke at all. Deep down he knew little loot would come from this raid, But after five months at sea he was more interested in the captives. He felt a stirring in his loins as he considered the young women who would soon be gracing his deck, there bodices bursting with barely concealed breasts.

His attention was pulled back to the present as he heard the first scream, the first of many. The sound of pistol fire echoed across the bay. The screams of women as the were dragged from there houses, The cries of there men folk as his crew cut them down, Leaving them for dead as the ransacked there houses and rounded up there women.

As the sun broke the horizon he could see the gathering in the village square, his men moving quickly as they singled out the prettiest of the prizes, dragging them screaming to the boats.

Back onboard the men gather around the cowering women, Pawing at them, there lust clearly evident, yet they restrain themselves, pushing the women before them. Up on the poop deck the captain gazes down on the captives, a dozen young nubile women. Each of them quivering with fear as they are subjected to the wandering hands of his crew.

Silently he runs his eyes over the girls, seeking out one, the one who would be his.

[MinaPi]

Ericka smoothed down her skirts as she rushed across the town square to run an errand for her father. In her hands she clutched a hand woven basket containing a few loaves of freshly baked bread. She was to deliver the warm goods to the butcher in exchange for a few morsels for tonight's supper.

A loud crack exploded in the distance, followed by the sound of footsteps approaching town. Ericka paused midstep as she looked around in confusion, the sounds of pistols discharging from all directions. Her heart thudded in her ears as she heard the terrified screams from the townsfolk and her first instinct was to flee.

The basket fell from her hands onto the floor, the loaves of bread dirtied in the streets. This went unnoticed as Ericka saw the rugged forms of what appeared to be pirates raiding the town and dragging their captives behind them. The action was getting closer to her now and she suddenly realized how much danger she was in. She hoisted up her skirts with both hands and looked for the best direction to flee, running with all her might for whatever safety she could muster.

She didn't get very far. As she was running, strong arms suddenly grasped her around her waist and she was turned to face a scraggly man. A piercing scream filled the air and mingled with the other sounds of misery as the town was pillaged. The man merely grinned in response, flashing the gaps between his yellowed teeth and nodded. "Aye, comely wench, you will do."

Her bright blue eyes bulged in terror and she kicked her legs futilely at her captor. He quickly slid a hand into her long blonde tresses and tugged her head back until tears formed in the corners of her eyes. He nudged the sharp end of his blade into her ribs and hissed menacingly, "Quiet now lass, ya don't want te get hurt now d'ya?"

The persistent nudge of the blade at her side silenced her considerably, reducing her to a quivering mass. She was led onto the ship with no more disruptions and left on the docks with some of the other young women from town. They were all in a similar state, their eyes widened in terror. Some of the women were crying hysterically, only to be backhanded and teased by the crew, many of which groped at their generous bosoms while making lewd comments. A firm squeeze on her behind caused an indignant yelp, but she was pushed back into another woman before she could so much as open her mouth.

Ericka felt little tingles on the back of her neck, like she was being watched. It seemed as if the crew fell silent and even the loudest of wails were reduced to soft sniffles as her terrified gaze searched for what had disturbed her. Her eyes were met with a man who seemed to fill the open deck. She gazed upon his heavy set features and shuddered. There was something dark about him, which terrified her to her very core. He seemed to be searching for something as he scanned the activities upon the deck.

He was looking at her. She met his gaze evenly for a moment, their eyes interlocking, before she broke it off. She was afraid he would come for her and she was going relatively unnoticed at the moment. A stray hand pulled on a blonde curl, drawing her body to fall into the clutches of one of the crew. "Remember me?" A rough voice drawled. It was the horrible pirate that had abducted her to begin with. His eyes gleamed as he stared at her bosom and his hands started unlacing her bodice greedily. She screamed and wriggled to break out of his grasp, but her actions only seemed to excite him more. "Help! Help!" She screamed, as there was anyone who could help her. Her cries were silenced muffles as the man covered her mouth with a kiss that tasted of foul breath and old ale. Her fists were beating on his chest, trying to ward him off to no avail....

[JollyRoger]

From his vantage point on the upper deck he watched as his men molested the captives, there hands growing bolder as time dragged on, there lusts building. Yet he knew that the games would only go so far, The cries of help from an appealing blonde caught his attention, her crystal blue eyes bulged with fear as one of the crew pressed his lips to hers, his hands had already began to loosen her bodice and the creamy white swells of her breasts drew his eyes.

“STOP” he shouted, his voice carrying over the din, That single word brought an end to the festivities upon the lower deck, Crew and captive alike all turned to face the captain. The silence grew, as he let his eyes roam over the lower deck. Hi eyes lingered on the blonde wench and for a moment she held his gaze before she lowered her eyes.

“Bring her” he said his voice barely a whisper, yet it carried across the deck. Instantly she was pushed forward, The pirate who only moments ago had been taking liberties with her person now propelled her up the stairs to the upper deck. The captain turned to watch her as she drew closer his eyes once again drawn to the creamy flesh of her breasts. “Cover yourself women” he commanded “It is not seemly for you to be so exposed in the company of men”.

[MinaPi]

The cool sea breeze blew across her exposed bosom as it was roughly unlaced and yanked down. To the pleasure of the pirate entrapping her around the waist, her valiant struggles only succeeded in shaking her breasts in his face. The cheers and shrieks of the crew and their captives aroused her senses to the point of panic. She wanted this to end and she could not do much other than pound her fists on the man's chest and scream, "No! Please don't!"

Suddenly a loud voice boomed, "STOP!" and the men immediately dropped to silence. Ericka looked for the source and found her eyes meeting directly with the man she had seen earlier. Her struggles ceased as the man holding her stopped his rough pawing and released his hold around her narrow waist. He beckoned towards his crew to bring her to him and she was pulled by her wrists up the stairs and to the upper deck.

Something about this man scared her into silence and she could only stare as she was brought forth in front of the man that commanded so much authority to the crew. He must be someone high ranking, and for the moment she was so glad to be out of the mess below that a smile stretched her face. She blurted out, "Thank you! Thank you so much!" with great relief, feeling as if she were going to fall faint and weep. She was made of much sturdier stuff than that of course, and she stood before him bravely, her head tilted up to make up the difference between their heights.

His next words sent a blush creeping up her cheeks as she looked down and realized her bodice was gaping wide open and that the pink areola of her nipples were visible through the displaced fabric. Her head bowed low and she grabbed desperately at her bodice as she tried to restore herself to some semblance of modesty. "No of course not, sir." She replied to him as politely as she could. He had not mistreated her, so she remembered her manners, and despite her current predicament, she wanted to show that she was still civilized.

"Why have you brought us all on this ship?" She asked, even though the answer seemed to be apparent if one looked upon the faces of the crew as they laid eyes on the young, supple, flesh. "Please...we have nothing to offer, we must tend to the wounded in the city." At the mention of the wounded, her eyes started to water, thinking of her poor father and the rest of the townsfolk that she had grown up around.

[JollyRoger]

With a nod of his head he dismissed the men that had brought her forth, And they eagerly returned to the lower deck. Smiling as he watched her as she hurriedly laced up her bodice, he watched with pang of regret as she covered herself once more, restoring a modicum of modesty.

"Why have you brought us all on this ship?", She asked her voice polite and civil, he could see the strength in her, the tilt of her head, the fact that she made eyes contact with him all bespoke of her inner strength. "Please...we have nothing to offer, we must tend to the wounded in the city.", Tears began to form as she spoke these words.

He lifted his hand, Wrapping his strong fingers easily around her biceps, “I will show you” he answered as he led her to the rail that separated the two decks, They both stood there for a moment, gazing out over the gathering on the lower deck. The men easily outnumbered the women by around ten to one and as the looked up at there captain they began to crowed around the captives once again.

“Strip them” the captain shouted out. The crew whooped with pleasure as they rushed in, The screams of the young women was drowned out by the sound of there clothing being torn from there bodies.

His hand tightened around her arm holding her still, forcing her to watch as the women were stripped naked, Most of which were women her own age, She had known them all her life, grew up with them, And now she watched as they were molested before her.

“As you can see you have very much to offer” the captain said as they watched. Below the men had broke off into groups, each group surrounding a screaming women, Scuffles broke out as the men vied to be the first, Other men content to wait there turn pinned the sobbing captives down, slobbering over there naked breasts as they held there legs open obscenely.

The captain spun her around to face him, a smile upon his face “Would you care to accompany me to my cabin or would you rather stay and watch the festivities” he asked.

[MinaPi]

Their gazes locked for a few moments and his strong hand lifted to clasp her around her arms as he lead her towards the side of the ship. She resisted the push forward at first, tired of being led around, but he was too strong and she found herself moving towards the railing.

Her first thought was that he was going to throw her over the edge to her imminent demise. "I'll show you." His voice rumbled deeply from behind her, and she could feel the vibrations traveling down to her toes. This greatly disturbed her, but not as much as the debauchery going on below.

A loud gasp slipped from her mouth as he shouted at his men to strip the women. All of the young ladies screamed and fought to get away from the men, but were soon overpowered and had their clothes ripped forcefully from their bodies. The sight of these familiar faces twisted in their unhappy expressions tore at her heart. Miserably, she wondered what was going to be of her own fate.

He spoke again, the disconcerting tremolo of his voice tickling her ears. "As you can see, you have very much to offer." The meaning was quite obvious to her now as she was forced to stare at the men pleasuring themselves with the women below. Her cheeks were burning red as she could not tear her gaze away from the men pawing at the tender flesh of then townswomen, their own skin leathery and dark in comparison. The women writhed and twisted to escape their inevitable rape, their screams louder than ever as some of the men fumbled with the front of their breeches and plundered the treasure they found inbetween legs of the women.

Watching the crude mating, her body stiffened in response to the rough treatment she was observing. She tried to back up away from the railing, not wanting to see anymore. He turned her around, and relief momentarily flooded her senses until he spoke once more, "Would you care to accompany me to my cabin or would you rather stay and watch the festivities?"

She frowned, not like anything that has come out of his mouth so far, except for the command that had saved her from being ravished like the rest of the women. Her hand itched to reach up and slap him, and jerked up instinctively before realizing he was still holding her arms rather firmly. "Neither." She said hotly, her gaze burning into his. "I would rather prefer to be brought back to my home now." She tossed her wayward tresses behind her shoulder with a shake of her head and kept her chin tilted up proudly, hoping that the trembling in her body would not betray her fear.

[JollyRoger]

His smile spread widely across his face as he watched the entertainment going on the deck below, There captives had proved to be very alluring. His own urges were growing stronger as he watched.

He saw that look of relief turn into a frow as she considered his proposal, and he felt her arm jerk within his grasp and he knew that she had intended to strike him, "Neither." She replied, her eyes filled with hatred "I would rather prefer to be brought back to my home now." She added as her defiant spirit rekindled.
Chuckling he spun her around once again, This time to face the rear of the ship and the tiny speck on the horizon, Unnoticed by her the ship had already set sail, Her home and family were far beyond her reach now, “That is no longer an option” he told her.

His hand tightened upon her arm as he led her from the upper deck and returned her to the lower deck. He steered her through the jostling crowed right to the side of one of the townswomen. She stood no more than six inches from the women as she was raped before her, She could smell the sweat from the crewman on top of her as he grunted wildly thrusting into her body, Groaning as he spilled his seed within her.

“Would you rather trade places with her” he asked as the exhausted man was hauled off of his victim only to be replaced with yet another. She tore her eyes away from the sight before her, her gaze once again sweeping across the deck, she gasped as she saw one women over on the far side, she had been pulled up into her hands and knees, behind her a repulsive man was thrusting into her, yet another had forced himself between her lips, thrusting deeply within her mouth. The poor women was being jostled back and forth as the men sated there lusts.

The captain stepped in close behind her, grinding his hard manhood against her buttocks “For that is the only choice you have” he whispered into her ear, “My cabin or my men, make your choice”.

[MinaPi]

She gasped as she was forcefully turned to the distant shoreline, the boat rocking to and fro as it sailed away, the land becoming a mere speck across the horizon. How she missed the cast off, she didn't know, but then again it wasn't every day she was held in the company of pirates.

He grabbed her arm and drew her down to the deck, thrusting her unwillingly towards a small group of men circled around a naked and writing woman. Her eyelashes fluttered as she blinked back tears, finding herself face to face with Annabelle, the blacksmith's daughter. Two men were pinning her down, their rough hands caressing her body as a third man spread her creamy thighs and plowed between her legs. He threw his head back and groaned as he spilled his seed inside of her and withdrew himself to exchange places with another man.

Unknowingly, she had backed into the captain, pressing her soft body into his solidness. Her eyes scanned the deck, widened with shock as she saw the maidens she once knew being defiled and used in the most primitive of ways. The slapping of flesh against flesh filled the air, mingling with the mixed groans and screams. The sounds frightened her, and she knew that she could easily be thrown to the mercy of the crew with just one word.

He offered her a choice, to stay with him or to join the rest of the women. Both options were undesirable to her, and she gasped indignantly as he pulled her closer to his body and pressed the hard length of his erection into her backside. He intentions were crystal clear as he whispered in her ear.

She wanted to deny him the pleasure of her company. Bitter vengeance rose in her throat as his words echoed in her head. He thought he was offering her a better fate, that he was more desirable than the rest of his crew. She wondered if he would be surprised if she refused him, or if he would just choose another to satiate his needs.

She was silent for a few more seconds as she reluctantly spoke. "The cabin then..." Her lips pinched together angrily, but she figured her chances were better against one man, compared to the many that were on the deck. With her luck, she reckoned, he would try to use her and throw her to his crew after he was finished anyways. Her mind whirled with thought as she looked for any advantage that could be used to aid in her escape.

Her body stiffened as he adjusted his grip on her, and she averted her gaze from the scandalous couplings around her, focusing her eyes on the individual grains of wood on the deck. "Of course I'll be thoroughly compromised...but I doubt your kind would care." The last words cost her, as she didn't want to risk his wrath, but she couldn't contain herself from her scathing response. She wanted him to know her opinion of him, that he was a lesser creature, not a true gentleman.

[JollyRoger]

The captain smiled to himself as she replied, She had answered as he had hoped she would, He could of course simply have had her dragged screaming into his cabin, there was little she could have done to stop that. He cast a final eye over the orgy going on all around him before he escorted her across the deck.

He paused at the door, opening it for her to enter, “Lady first” he stated with a slight smirk, And as she passed him he followed her in sliding the heavy bolt home as the door closed. His cabin was dominated by a large four post bed, leaving little room for anything else.

The captain strode past her as she stood just inside the door, pulling off his coat as he went. Beneath it her wore a silk shirt, Jet black like his hair, hanging up his coat he turned to face her as he loosened his belt, “I trust you find your surroundings more to your likening” he asked.

The door did little to muffle the sounds emanating from outside, and he smiled as he took a seat, He took the opportunity to truly look over his prize, And she truly was the cream of the crop, her blonde hair shone, Her blue eyes were crystal clear. He simply stared at her, letting the tension build the silence growing more uncomfortable by the second.

She tried to hide it but I could see her trembling, Her eyes stared straight ahead, fixed upon a spot on the wall. Getting up he approached her, still with out saying a word, placing a hand upon her hip he slowly circled her, letting his hand glide over the soft fabric of her dress.

As he completed his circle he took her hand and guided her forward a few steps, bringing her to the side of the bed, leaving her standing there he climbed up upon the mattress and lay down, propping himself up to gaze at her.

His eyes roamed freely up and down her figure, there was no disguising his lust, when he finally did speak it was to utter a single word “Strip”…

[MinaPi]

She instantly regretted her decision as she watched the pleased smile light up on the captain's face. He wanted her for all the wrong reasons and she would rather have spread the pain and suffering that was being inflicted upon her and the maidens around her.

He had already begun escorting her towards his cabin, a bit too eagerly perhaps. She scowled, figuring that anything else she said would cause more harm to herself at this point. They stopped at a solid oak door and his arm reached around her to swing the door open by the handle. Having no other choice, she gingerly walked into the room, extending her hand to catch her balance on the door frame as the boat swayed to and fro against the waves.

The door slammed behind her, the loud click of the lock breaking the silence and sealing her fate. In the room was an enormous bed, which ridiculously filled the room. There wasn't much room for anything else and her eyes desperately scanned around looking for something that may subdue the captain.

He had begun stripping his clothing from his person, and her eyes greedily darted to enjoy the sight. Though she detested his very existence, she couldn't help but admire his strong physique, the way his jet black hair made tiny curls around his nape, and how casually his presence dominated the room. She stared at him enchanted as the jacket dropped to the ground, revealing his shirt. The tip of her tongue darted out to moisten her lips as she prayed for him to unbutton his shirt, dying to know what mysteries lay beneath the fabric.

He spoke, which promptly broke the spell cast over her. She shook her head, "Nay." Her eyes flashed darkly with scorn and resentment. "I find that nothing here has been to my liking. Now release me." The boat lurched in one direction and she found herself launched towards the bed, and her cheeks flamed in embarrassment as she grasped at the sheets on the bed for support, then rising once again to stand on her feet.

She was trembling again, it was torture knowing that he intended to have his way with her, but she was delaying it as much as she could. What could she hope to gain from this? He closed the distance between them and placed his hand on her hip as he glided around her, as if examining a pretty bauble or a painting. Her teeth gritted as she fought the urge to slap his hands off of her. The screams of the other maidens outside were ample reminder of how these pirates seemed to feed off the panic and resistance of those they raped.

Before she fully understood what was happening, she found herself back to the side of the bed. Mentally, she cursed herself for getting lost in her thoughts and she was determined to be brave. Her spine stiffened, bringing her to her full height of 5'5, and in the process, thrust her bosom towards the captain as well.

The look in his eyes made her wary. They were of crazed lust and wanton desire. A shiver ran down her spine. He was going to ruin her, and there was nothing she could do about it. His hand was freely exploring her, feeling the linen of her clothing. "Strip.." He demanded of her as he continued his motions.

She willed herself to stiffen, though his touch was surprisingly gentle. Her arms crossed at her bosom at his demand and her first instinct was to scream 'no!' at his face. Biting on her bottom lip, she decided to try a different tactic. Slowly she bent over and pulled at the hem of her skirts, separating the material. Finding a loose hem in her shift, she tugged at the fabric until the bottom of her hem was completely detached from her clothing.

Smiling, she offered the long strip of cloth to him with one outstretched hand. Her head tilted to the side and with her sweetest voice, she managed, "Here is a strip!"

[JollyRoger]

She looked so cute and vulnerable as she bite her bottom lip, and for a moment he almost felt sorry for her. He watched as she bent forward lifting at her skirts, his eyes glowing hungrily as her skirt rose higher, but then she paused her fingers seeking out the hem of her shift and with a sharp tug ripped a thin strip off the base.

"Here is a strip!" he said her voice almost purring, as she extended her arms to offer up the strip of lace. His eyes darkened almost instantly, he anger clearly displayed in his eyes. His whole body tensed and she could see is muscles rippling beneath his shirt.

What happened next surprised her. He laughed, a full on laugh, His body relaxing as his eyes shone with amusement. His smiled a genuine smile which completely transformed his face, wiping away the stern look. “God I like you girl” he said his voice soft as he took the offered strip of her shift “Your going to make these months at sea a real pleasure”.

Shifting on the bed he reached for her, pulling her onto the bed beside him, he lay her down on her back his hand reaching for her bodice, “Here I will help you” he said as his fingers begin to loosen the laces…

[MinaPi]

Her body tensed and a frightened scream lodged in her throat as she offered the limp strip of fabric to the captain. What would he do to her? She cursed herself for being so foolish, but at the same time she wanted to buy time. For what, she didn't know, as the odds of being rescued before she was ravished appeared to be very slim. Anyone who could have come after the townsgirls were most likely dead or injured, and they had already set out to sea and it would likely be weeks or months before they set foot on land again.

The captain's eyes flashed darkly and Ericka thought he might strike her. She trembled in her spot, bracing herself for violence when she heard the dark rumble of his laughter filling the room. When he smiled, his entire face transformed and he looked quite handsome.

She relaxed as she deemed herself to be safe, but not a moment later the captain grabbed her around the waist and tumbled her onto the bed. He started 'helping' her remove her clothing and she started to scream, "No! No!!! Don't!"

Her cries were ignored and her bodice was unlaced to expose her creamy white mounds. The hands she had pressed against the captain's wide chest seemed to arouse him rather than deter him, and she closed her hands into small fists and started pounding at his chest, her feet kicking wildly, sending her skirts in a flurry. No, she wasn't going down without a fight.

[JollyRoger]

His hands worked quickly as he unlaced her bodice, "No! No!!! Don't!" she screamed as he wrenched the two sides apart and exposed her mounds.He took a moment to gaze at her breasts, The dark nipples as stark contrast to the creamy white breasts the sat on top off.

Her hands pushed ineffectively against his chest, Doing little other than wrinkle his shirt, his hand was just beginning to reach for her breast when she began to fight, her feet kicking out as she started pounding on his chest with her little fists.

He pushed himself up, grasping at her hands, “Stop” he bellowed just as he had done upon the deck. He easily contained her slender wrists within one of his huge hands and he forced them above her head and pinned them down upon the mattress. He legs continued to kick but they had little effect other than to cause her skirts to ride up her legs exposing her creamy thighs, her kicking also had the bonus of allowing him to slide between her wildly flailing legs.

As he lay his weight down on top of her he lowered his head, his lips seeking out her breasts. Sucking upon the nipple, flicking the tongue across the sensitive bud. Back and forth between the two mounds he moved as she continued to struggle beneath him.

His hard member pressed against her sex, and had they both been naked it would have been a simple thing for him to thrust himself home within her, but as it was he contented himself by grinding his length against her through there clothing.

Small rivulets of saliva escaped the sides of his mouth as he feed upon her breasts, and she squirmed with discomfort as he nibbled upon the hardening nipples, His free hand came to rest upon her leg just above the knee, slowly he began to slide it higher, gliding up the outside of her leg, slipping it under her skirt till he reached her butt, roughly squeezing the flesh between his fingers.

[MinaPi]

Another shriek was wretched from her as he pinned her hands above her head with a loud bellow, "Stop!" His weight now pressed down upon her and she was solidly pinned against him. With ease he pulled down the front of her bodice and to her shame, her nipples hardened into sensitive nubs at the rough treatment and exposure to the cold air in the cabin.

"Please..." She whimpered quietly, her heart thudding erratically at her vulnerable position. She could feel the hot hard length of him pressed against her inner thigh and she squirmed to move away from it. "Don't take my maidenhead! Please..."

Her words seemed to have no effect on him, and he lowered his head and took one of her erect nipples into his mouth. Uncomfortable tingles coursed through her body and she moaned at the foreign sensation. As he flicked his tongue over the tiny bud, her body twisted desperately to get away from his touch. The feelings were disconcerting for her, and the thought of where this would lead was unbearable. He was pawing on her breasts, perfect little handfuls in his hands for him to caress and slurp at for his enjoyment.

His fingers tingled where he stroked a path up her legs and ended at her derriere, giving her a firm squeeze. Her eyes squeezed shut, tears slowly forming at the corners and sliding down the side of her face.

"Please, don't! I beg of you." She sobbed. Her body twisted futilely under his, trying to free her limbs, but all she could do was press herself closer to him, arousing him further.

[JollyRoger]

The more she struggled beneath him the stronger his desire for her grew, Her desperate pleading only fuelling his lust. The sound of her moaning despite her protests made his manhood jump within the tight confines of his trousers.

Almost as quickly as the assault had began, it came to an end. Silently he pushed himself up until he was kneeling between her splayed legs. His eyes feasting on her half naked body, her breasts coated with his saliva glistened in the light, She tried to get up but he quickly pushed her back down causing her to bounce slightly as she rebounded on the mattress.

“Don’t move” he muttered the dark and dangerous tone returning to his voice as he reached up and pulled his shirt up over his head. His broad chest crisscrossed with a multitude of scars, throwing his shirt aside he dropped his hands to his trousers and loosened his belt.

He could feel her eyes on him as his hands began to push his trousers off his hips and he looked at her with smile as his manhood sprang free, standing proud and erect, the thick shaft waving back and forth as he shoved his trousers off leaving him naked before her.

His hands reached for her skirts grasping at the hem, The sound of fabric tearing filled the room as hands parted with a sudden jerk. Her skirts splitting right up the centre to expose her as the material fell uselessly to the mattress.

[MinaPi]

Tears rolled freely down her cheeks now as her head shook from side to side in protest. Suddenly he stilled, and her arms were released. She quickly pushed her upper body forward, glad for this slight reprieve. Her eyes were met with the impressive sight of tanned muscular abs, flexing as the captain stretched in removing his shirt. Her eyes widened in sympathy at the myriad of scars sprinkled over chest, and wondered how many battles he had lived through to obtain all of them.

After the shirt was cast aside, he glared down at her and pushed her roughly back onto the bed. In shame she laid there and covered her saliva covered breasts with her hands, hiding herself from them. Her eyes angled to see what he was doing, and she gasped as his erection spring free, the sheer size of it causing her to panic. "Don't do this!" She cried, "You don't want this!"

He was fully naked now and reaching for her. She tried kicking out at him, but he was quicker and stronger. He grasped at her skirts and started tearing the material off of her body until the rags were tossed onto the floor and she was fully naked.

Blonde curled at the apex of her legs, hiding her femininity from him. Her knees jerked upwards as she tried to hide her secret place from him. "Don't ruin me!" She cried in loud sobs, "Please!" They were both naked and they were touching skin to skin, it was divine torture and she shook in his grasp. Her eyes drank in the brazen sight of him, long and thick, rigid with arousal.

[JollyRoger]

His eyes burned with pure lust as her skirts parted and he beheld the thick thatch of golden hair that covered her sex, obscuring the real treasure that lay beneath the entangled weave. Her legs moved inadvertently gliding her soft skin against his making him moan with pleasure.

She drew her legs up trying to hide herself from his leering gaze, Attempting to preserve at least some modicum of modesty despite being naked before him. "Don't ruin me!" She cried in loud sobs, "Please!" but the captain ignored her plea.

Grasping her ankles he drew her legs out straight again, and he kept pulling, drawing her closer to him, wrapping her legs around him as he did. His eyes locked upon the junction of her legs, watching as her outer lips parted to show the deep pink of the inner folds as her legs where forced wider the closer she got to him.

His hands left her ankles, instantly falling upon her sex, brushing her golden air aside to reveal her most secret place. His fingers delving deep within her groove, Up and down they travelled, as she squirmed beneath his touch, her hands clawing at the mattress as she tried to pull herself away from him.

His fingers located her entrance and he pushed one finger inside till he felt her barrier, pressing softly against it, making her flinch. She was incredibly tight, even his finger had trouble penetrating her, “How do you feel knowing that you saved yourself for me” he asked teasing her as he pressed against her maidenhead once more.

[MinaPi]

As he gazed brazenly across her naked body, he pulled at her ankles, pulling her closer towards him. She bent her knees, trying to resist him, but it only brought her closer and closer, inch by inch until she was straddling him, her petals wide open for his inspection. He pulled her ankles around his sides and when she was close enough, he dropped his grasp and started exploring her entrance with his fingers.

"What are you doing?!" Ericka gasped and tried to pull away from his probing, but she was pinned down securely and only managed to squirm into his hand. She could feel his finger sliding between her slit, spreading the slight moisture around as he moved. "I demand that you stop that at once!" She awkwardly tried batting at his hands, pushing his fingers away and hiding herself with a cup of her hands, but he continued to slip past her.

She could feel the air in the cabin cooling her exposed skin, and her face was red with shame, feeling the stretching pain of his finger entering her in the place where no one else had explored before. Her body tensed at the intrusion and in desperation she cried out, "Please stop! You're hurting me!" She could feel his finger slowly moving inside of her, burning a path in her body, a most uncomfortable sensation.

In response, he merely flashed a grin, "How do you feel knowing that you saved yourself for me?" As he asked, he played with the thin barrier of her maidenhead that symbolized her innocence.

She had no answer for him at first, and could barely manage a reply with the humiliation of the liberties he was taking from her. "I...I did no such thing!" She stuttered, "You blackguard! I hope your soul burns in the deepest depths for your despicable actions!" Her eyes bored into his face, angry steel blue in the lighting of the room. Her breasts heaved up and down as she gasped for breath, bucking her body as she tried to get his weight off of her. She winced as it made the finger inside of her stretch against her maidenhead, and she relaxed her struggles slightly as to not injure herself any further.

[JollyRoger]

“Blackguard, Is it” he asked, his voice lyrical as he chuckled “I have been called much worse in my time”. His finger continued to pump in and out of her incredibly tight passage even as she struggled to expel it. The look of pain upon her face as she slammed herself down hard upon his digit, made him smile and he made a mental note to make sure he was looking into her eyes when he finally did steal her innocence.

That moment of pain seemed to quieten her, she lay back her struggles stopped for the moment at least, and he withdrew his finger half afraid, he may accidentally tear her maidenhead prematurely. His hard rod jerked wildly, almost as if it sensed the proximity of her warm welcoming hole.

Taking his length in his hand he pulled back on the foreskin, exposing the swollen head, gleaming with pre-cum, Slowly he pushed it down, angling it towards her obscenely exposed gash, towards that tiny little opening that he intended to use for his pleasure.

His eyes watched her watching him, the look of fear and hopelessness growing within her as his swollen shaft grew ever closer, she jumped at the touch, almost as if it were a burning poker he had touched her with, and he smiled as he lowered himself down upon her once again.

He could not contain himself any longer, he had wanted to tease her some more, prolong her torment, But he needed his release, a hand snaked between them, guiding the bulbous head of his shaft to her sex, he groaned as he pushed against her, the swollen head barely managing to lodge within the threshold of her passage.

Slowly millimetre by millimetre he advanced, the lining of her passage stretching to accommodate him.

[MinaPi]

His hand worked against her folds and stopped as she quieted down. For a moment she thought her words had gotten to him, even though his words indicated that he did not care. With great effort, she clenched her abdomen and pulled her head up to see what he was doing. A shrill scream pierced the air as she saw him expose the shining head of his cock and guided it towards her.

She still lay underneath him, exposed and spread for his use. The head of his cock poked her entrance as he settled down above her. She plopped back down on the bed and tried to move away from him as he pressed against her opening. There was really nowhere to go, and by this time she realized that her protesting was futile. She pulled back on impulse, wanting him to leave her, but he continued to stare at her intently and she returned his gaze with her own, full of hatred.

She could feel him stretching her wide as he started pressing down, his head popping in the widened passageway. Her body wasn't quite ready for his intrusion yet, so she could feel every movement as he slowly entered her, their skin pulling against each other.

Her face carried disgust and the fine lines of worry as he stretched her deeper still. She could feel the sharp pain as she was split apart at her seam, and despite her will to be strong and endure, a whimper slipped past her lips as the sensation became unbearable.

He was still starting at her intently, and she could not bear the sight of him any longer, so she turned her head aside and closed her eyes, waiting for him to finish his dastardly deed so that it would be over with.