The Captain & The Beauty (CLOSED)

The Captain was more distraught than she would ever know. He wanted to grab a bottle of rum and let the Devil take him, if he so desired. However, that was the coward's way out, and the Captain was no coward. He had not intended to take her, not without her permission. Yes her body had responded, and he knew he had taken her to the peak of passion, nevertheless she had never said, "YES". And for that, he couldn't forgive himself.

Taking her had happened so quickly, reflexively, naturally, he hadn't thought, he had just acted. His body taking command, his desires consuming his soul. God, he had wanted her. God...he whispered ths frightening next statement to himself, "...I am in love with her." And there it was, a truth he had not wanted to admit. He had never been in love before, but this, this had to be love, and now he had destroyed it.

He wanted to make amends, but couldn't, but he could do the next best thing, he could give her th option of freedom. He tossed the rum to the side, he never took a drink. He would face her, try to pick up the pieces. He felt like an animal. He was not a rapist, but what had he done, please God help me, either way he had to face her, and take his medicine.

He walked back in, knocked on his own door, and entered. She was laying there, he feared broken. "Clarabelle, I...I'm sorry. I...things got so out of hand, and I wanted you so much...but I had no right...and I understand if you can't forgive me...but I have something for you..."

He laid down next to her, "I cannot give back what I have taken...and I can't honestly say I would take it back if I could...as never have I felt such passion...never have I felt what I feel for you..." He stopped and swallowed, "You are free...you are no longer my captive, if you want to leave I will take you to the next port and give you the money you need to go home. Or as a free woman...I would like to ask you, not command you, but ask you to stay...be my pirate queen, there at my side.. Rule the seas with me. I want you and only you, but not as my slave, but as my queen, in our bed...and our ship? I know I stole your virginity, but I want you and only you. I am in love with you Clarabelle, and I have never loved another. I want you to be mine."
 
Clarabelle hoped he was mentally beating himself up too much. She didn’t want her Captain to feel awful for doing what they had both wanted but she just couldn’t get past the mental block, but that block was now gone. Although it had hurt a little it had always been quite pleasurable. It had all happened so quickly and then he left. She laid back on the bed just longing for him to be back by her side. She felt like the sexual goddess in her had been awoken and now all she wanted was his sword. She wanted to be his all his forever more.

She heard a knock on the door and then the door handle started to turn. She was happy to see him walking back in. She could see he was pretty shaken up about what had happened. He started apologising. She just listened what he had to say and didn’t interrupt. He laid down next to her. She was amazed by what she was hearing. He offered her freedom. Which really surprised her, and the surprises didn’t stop coming. The biggest surprise was him revealing he loved her. Her hand stroked his cheek softly. “Captain My Captain please don’t be so hard on yourself. It is okay I don’t hate you.” She said. She leaned in and kiss his lips softly.

She slid on top of him and undid his trousers and pulled his cock. “I want you.” She said looking at him with adoring eyes. She gripped his sword and rubbed him against her wet pussy. “I am yours. Thank you for taking my virginity it is what I needed to get past my mind. There is nothing I want more than you.” She said. She leaned down and kissed him passionately. She slid down his cock her pussy so wet. She slowly began riding him. “Tell me your mine and tell me what I am.” She said. She was moaning loudly thrusting on his cock. Her pussy was squeezing his cock tightly.
 
He laid down beside her, but he could tell she was awake and listening. He had offered her freedom and enough riches to go back to her former life, but he hoped she would see how much more passionate and thrilling her life could be with him. And endless thrill ride of adventure, pursuing riches and the endless need to push each other sexually to their very limits. He held his breath, his apology given and now it was truly up to her. She turned, Her hand stroked his cheek softly. “Captain My Captain please don’t be so hard on yourself. It is okay I don’t hate you.” She said. She leaned in and kiss his lips softly.

With one touch she owned him, and he knew, this beautiful woman, the one he wanted as his partner in every way was his. He slid his hand and firmly took her waist, and kissed her back with all his passion and all his heart. His heart was beating fast, he wanted more, as relief left his body, and raging passion replaced it, he wanted to celebrate them!

A different, yet even more appealing woman climbed on top of him. He had left a wildcat, independent but refusing, and now their was a sexy, almost kitten, availing herself completely. She slid on top of him and undid his trousers and pulled his cock. “I want you.” She said looking at him with adoring eyes. "Nowhere near as much as I want you, no man has ever wanted a woman like I want and crave you!" Fire was in his eyes, as he couldn't wait for what might come next. She gripped his sword and rubbed him against her wet pussy. “I am yours. Thank you for taking my virginity it is what I needed to get past my mind. There is nothing I want more than you.” He was nearly panting with need. "Thank me? For plucking the most beautiful and magnificent flower in the entirety of the seas, or any isle. There is not a treasure that exists that compares to the one that lies between your legs and I now claim as my own, and only mine!"

She leaned forward, her sweet lips again on his, her tongue probing and teasing, and then it happened, her pussy opened and her cunt took ownership for herself. Down she slid, impaling herself on that sword that could only be sated by the feel of her flesh. "How can a cunt be so perfect and a woman so sexy...I wish I never had to leave, my cock just constantly fucking and enjoying your tender home!"

They were now lovers, equally wanting, equally needing, but she wanted to hear it. He drove is body up inside of her, lifting her up, letting her feel his power between her thighs! “Tell me your mine and tell me what I am.”

He started slowly, but with each uttered sentence, he went faster and harder, "You are my goddess, my perfection and my whore. My perfect woman is all of those and you are that woman. Out there be my queen, my partner, and let us collect riches and enjoy thrills and bask in glory. But here...be my whore and let me be your stud...all your holes are mine...to plunder, and use, be insatiable, be dirty, there is no need too kinky, no desire too dark, that I don't want to give it to you...nor you to me...let us push each other and fuck and enjoy each other as no two lovers have ever dared...let's set no limits other than the endless pursuit of complete gratification...be mine...and let me be yours completely...this cock is yours and yours alone, as are these hands, this tongue and body...use me, own me, enjoy me...and give me the same....you are my everything....will you be my queen...will you be my whore?" And they fucked harder and harder and harder...he was a bronco, buckng and moaning...and she was riding him bare back!
 
The way the Captain held and looked at Clarabelle made her feel like she was the only one for him. She owned him just like he owned her. They were meant to be. Fate had brought them together and although she had fought it this just felt so right. She was so happy he had knocked down her walls to get to her. “I am very glad you think there is no treasure that compares to me. I am your treasure and only yours for the rest of my life. You own my heart, my soul, my mind and my body. I am yours Captain.” She said. She meant every single word. She spoke with such passion and had the look of love in her eyes for her King.

Captain was thrusting into her harder and faster. It felt amazing. She loved hearing him tell her exactly what she was to him. Hearing what he had planned for her future made her happier than she had ever been in her life. He wanted her by side forever and there she would be. Hearing him say his cock was hers made her squirt all over his big cock. He was hers and hers alone. “I think it very clear Captain I will be your lady on the deck and your whore is the sheets.” She said with a grin. She pulled off his cock she had an idea what she wanted to do right now. “Now Captain you have given me such pleasures and I want to show you how very good you have made me feel. I want to do all the work and show you how much of a whore I can be just for you.” She said.

She got off the bed and found a silk rag. “Hands above your head Captain.” She ordered him and helped guide his hands up above his head. She tied his hands together. She looked down at his body admiring what was hers. She kissed down his chest to his cock. She ran her tongue over his cock and then down to his balls. She took his balls into her mouth and sucked as her hand ever so gentle and lovingly pumped his cock. She used two hands to manage her Captain’s sword. He was huge even in two hands. She slipped his balls out of her mouth and trailed her tongue to his asshole. She traced his asshole with her tongue as her hand pumped his cock more. She wanted to make him feel pure ecstasy.

Her eyes looked up at him somewhat helpless to her tongues and hands. She wanted to see the look of pure pleasure on his face the way he had seen it on hers. He had brought her unknown pleasures and she wanted to bring him the same. She wanted to make him feel ways no other woman had ever been able to do so.
 
Mere moments earlier, walking back into these quarters, he was doubting himself. Always, he had trusted his body, his instincts, and moved without doubt. He had done just that with Clarabelle, her body had so responded to him, but he had promised, and he did not break promises. He was prepared to pay the ultimate penalty, letting the woman who had so captivated him, the only women he knew he could or would ever feel about like this, walk away.

And now, just moments later, he was laying under her, her legs spread willingly, joyously above him, her cunt riding his pole like she was on the rollercoaster of her life, her cunt living the dream of unsurpassed ecstacy. And not just that, but this magnificent creature, this goddess with the golden cunt, was looking in his eyes with pure adoration and pledging what he longed to hear, “I am very glad you think there is no treasure that compares to me. I am your treasure and only yours for the rest of my life. You own my heart, my soul, my mind and my body. I am yours Captain.”

Those words drove a sense of power into he body, he truly did feel like a god, and he drove his god like sword, harder and deeper than he even thought possible, and her body took him, relished him, and her pussy let loose a shower of thanks, bathing and anointing him, no woman could cum like she...and he moaned as her wave crashed on his shore, bathing his spear and big heavy balls in her body's released passion. "I love how you cum my love, I love how your body completely releases and I love bathing and drinking in and of your juices. And mostly I love, no other man will ever enjoy you but me!"

The Captain had never been possessive, he hadn't cared, but her, oh her, she was meant for him and him alone, for he knew, he could never want another. “I think it very clear Captain I will be your lady on the deck and your whore is the sheets.” She slid off, and he moaned, her cunt felt so good grasping, clutching, grinding and pounding on him, how could she leave? Did she not feel the cavity that only his manhood could fill?

Yet, she was his whore, and his whore had goals of her own in pleasing her master. “Now Captain you have given me such pleasures and I want to show you how very good you have made me feel. I want to do all the work and show you how much of a whore I can be just for you.” He was more than willing to let her tie him up, take control, and let her wonderfully wicked mind take advantage of him.

He moaned and ached as she slid down his chest. Her binding him like this made him think. He wanted her to join him in the coronation of her as his Pirate Queen. It was public, and x rated, but it was also intimate and amazng...and it would place her offically by his side, making it punishable by torture and death to ever question her authority or make unwanted advances on eiher. She would publicly, willingly give herself fully to him, and he in turn her, and they would permanently be marked for eternity as each other's and each other's alone. It was a very rare, and very solemn, yet erotic ceremony...he had only seen or heard of it once...but he wanted this and hoped she would as well.

Down she kissed and played with him, finally taking him in her mouth, first his shaft, then his balls, and finally, the sexy, filthy, wonderful whore, took his ass. "Never have I allowed a woman to tease or own my ass, but for you, how I want and enjoy you to toss my salad...eat my ass you spectacular beauty...tease me and delight me in the nastiest of ways, it only makes me want and covet you more!" He lifted his ass up off the bed, and spread his strong legs opening himself up, he loved what she was doing...his cock on fire...as her hand worked him, and her tongue fucked the Pirate King's ass...and teased his prostate!
 
“Well My Captain it is all for you. You are the only one who can make me cum like that. I am yours completely yours and you own my orgasms. You are my first and last.” Clarabelle said. She couldn’t even think of being with any man but him. He was the only one for her. There could be no one for her but him. She was his completely. She was made to his. They were put together by fate.

She looked up at him when he told her no other woman had owned his ass. She liked that an awful lot. He was experienced in the world of sex, but she wasn’t and her being able to be his first for something was really special for him. She loved him being her first so much. He lifted his ass up off the bed. He spread his legs open. His cock was throbbing in her hands.

“Tell me owns this ass. Who owns the Pirate King’s ass?” She asked him grinning. She slid one of her hands off his cock leaving only one pumping his sword. She took two fingers into her mouth and sucked them. She very gently pushed her fingers into his asshole. Her fingers were in a hooked position. She was teasing the g-spot in his asshole and her tongue was licking her asshole.

Her hand was jerking his cock off. Her fingers were working his g-spot in his asshole. She pulled her tongue away from his asshole. "You know you haven't taken my ass yet. I think having you tied up and powerless to me is a good time to try it because then I can control it. Have you got anything I can use to lube up my ass because your sword is so going to hurt my tight little asshole so good." She said.
 
He was mad for her, and her body did things, made him want things more than he thought possible. She was his, “Well My Captain it is all for you. You are the only one who can make me cum like that. I am yours completely yours and you own my orgasms. You are my first and last.” "Mmm....And so your body will be my shrine...I will shower you with orgasms...live to make you cum, harder and harder, again and again!"

She teased him, and played with him. Suddenly so comfortable in her sexuality, he had unleashed her sexual goddess and her inner whore and it was spectacular. Stroking his cock, eating his ass, and only wanting more. Asking him to feed her ego, “Tell me owns this ass. Who owns the Pirate King’s ass?” He arched his back, letting her tongue drive deliciously deep in his forbidden hole. "My goddess, my Clarabelle, the woman with the tongue that delights me, the body I crave, the woman I want as my Pirate Queen! You own my ass, my cock and everything else, my body is your playground and yours alone...just as yours is mine!"

He loved how hard her nipples were as she did what he was sure, she only yesterday, would have never considered and now clearly enjoyed. His words sparked her imagination, her body was his playground and their was a clear ride she had refused him before, but now she wanted it all. Her tongue came out of his ass, and now was housed by her wicked smile and dancing eyes, "You know you haven't taken my ass yet. I think having you tied up and powerless to me is a good time to try it because then I can control it. Have you got anything I can use to lube up my ass because your sword is so going to hurt my tight little asshole so good."

The Captain thought. "Well, I do have oils, that we can work into your ass, however, I have something I think you would enjoy more." He licked his lips and playfully fluttered his tongue so she could see it. "Why don't you ride my face, I can tongue your ass, or you can slide up and down and I can pleasure both your tight asshole, and your greedy little cunt and taint. Ride my face, and let my tongue prepare you...for my cock is dying to fuck that gorgeous ass, and stretch you for me!"
 
Clarabelle loved hearing Captain call her his goddess. He was feeding her ego she liked hearing he was hers all hers. She was so turned on by him telling her he was hers. She liked having all to herself. She was very possessive over her Pirate Captain. Her body was screaming out just to pleasure by him and only him. Her body had been sexually awoken and now she would never go back to not listening to what her body wanted.

She watched him licking his lips and then fluttering his tongue at her. “You are a dirty Captain. My dirty Captain.” She said with a laugh. She thought to herself about how much had changed within the space of a day and she was very happy. She hadn't been aware how much her body needed a man but not just any man her body had been made for him and fate had brought them together. She was made to be his and now she had let the walls fall down she could explore her sexual desires with her Captain.


She crawled up his body and kissed him passionately. “My Captain I love how much you crave my body and you have earnt every part of me.” She said. She looked at him with loving eyes. She straddled his face. “Start with my pussy I know how much you love my taste.” She ordered him. She was feeling a little nervous about trying anal for the very first time he was so big and her asshole so was tiny. She felt she would enjoy it as much as she enjoyed him in her pussy but it would be painful to start fitting his huge sword up her tight little asshole. She was grinding up on his tongue her pussy dripping all over his face. He made her pussy flow like a waterfall. Her body was his and he had awoken a sexual goddess in her who just wanted to explore with him and enjoy his body.
 
He had let her tie him up, the pleasure all his...and hers. They were peas in a pod, and their journey just beginning. “You are a dirty Captain. My dirty Captain.” Mmmmm, he liked that, he liked the look in her eyes even more. "Yes I am....and so are you, and the fun thing...while I have known for a long time...you are just realizing it...oh, beautiful lady....I have waited and searched for you...the ying to my yang...the perfect playmate...together we won't just be dirty...we will be filthy...finding levels of debauchery, and hedonistic pleasure such as the world has never seen!"

She kissed him, and began crawling up, his body, “My Captain I love how much you crave my body and you have earnt every part of me.” She said. She looked at him with loving eyes. She straddled his face. “Start with my pussy I know how much you love my taste.” That he did, and so he indulged...he wrapped his arms around her thighs, so his dinner could be positioned just so. Teasing her clit, little circles, tongue flicks, gentle sucking he enjoyed her. Then her honey dripped labia, lapping outside to in, until his tongue was sliding deep into he slit, finally hardening and tongue fucking her tight...no longer virgin, hole." He kissed and licked, teasing her clit to taint and back again. "You know...should you want to, why don't we spin you...and you might find something to lick and suck on yourself...do those things to your Captain's ass, I so enjoy..."

He worked for her to pivot, and then he worked his tongue up....rimming and rimming her rosebud, until it dripped with his saliva. "I think you will enjoy this so much more than lube...although we will do that too...work you with all sorts of lubes...finding how to make your ass scream in pleasure...you like having your ass eaten by your Captain, don't you...I mean...to be a dirty girl, you have to like, no love taking it in the ass...and what a spectacular ass it is!"

She had hs cock throbbing so hard, and he had rimmed and tongue fucked her as deep as she grinded and moaned into his taboo tonguing....They were just about ready...."Anytime you want sexy...can break yourself from my tongue...my cock is so ready...and so is your virgin ass!"
 
“Well I think I have always had a dirty little slut waiting to be let out and you have set me free and also captured my heart I don’t anyone but My Captain. You are all mine and nobody else’s and I am yours too.” Clarabelle said. She meant every word of being only his. She was already head over heels in love with him. He was the only man she saw. He was the one she wanted, the only one she loved and needed. There was no one but him for her.

His wrapped his arms around her thighs. He was teasing her clit flicking his tongue and then sucking making sweet moans leave her lips. His tongue slid into her wet dripping pussy he was tongue fucking her pussy that he hadn’t so long ago taken completely for himself. His tongue was moving between her clit and her taint making her moan and wriggle all over his face. She was decorating his face nicely with her juices. He suggested she spin around so she could enjoy her Captain. She moved around so she could have access to his sword and asshole.

She was kissing the length of his sword. Oh, this sword was as magnificent as he went on about and more. She knew that from first-hand experience now and she felt very possessive over his sword. His sword was hers and only hers and if any wench did try to get to close to what was hers, they would see she wasn’t as sweet as she looked. She had two pushing against his asshole and she every so slowly and gently slid them in his asshole. She was working them in and out as he was rimming her little asshole. His tongue on her ass felt amazing.

“Captain I didn’t want you to take my virginity and that was great so I can only see you taking my anal virginity when I actually want it to happen being amazing.” She said. She was wriggling around on his face her fingers pushing deeper into his asshole as she was taking her time moving from licking his cock to his balls. His cock was stood to attention ready to go to battle. It would be a battle getting his sword in her tiny little asshole, but it would be a battle of love not hate and they would both win in the end.

She slid off his face and slid on top of him. “I am really nervous.” She said with a blush looking at him. She kissed him softly. “I am going to take it slow okay?” She said. She wanted to please him, but she was worried it would hurt worse than him breaking her hymen. She gripped his cock and moved his tip against her asshole. She closed her eyes concentrating on her breathing as she slid down on his tip. “Ah god.” She groaned out feeling him stretching her virgin asshole.

She continued to slowly slide down his length her asshole stretching so much around his huge sword. “Oh, wow you felt big in my pussy, but you feel even bigger in my ass.” She said. She was taking her time and when he was finally balls deep in her asshole, she just sat on his cock getting use to his size. “Now my love if I untie your hands will you promise to go easy on me?” She asked him as she slowly started to ride his cock.
 
She could not have made him happier, “Well I think I have always had a dirty little slut waiting to be let out and you have set me free and also captured my heart I don’t anyone but My Captain. You are all mine and nobody else’s and I am yours too.”

He began by once again displaying that when it came to cunnilingus, he was without peer. Of course, his pirate queen's pussy was so sweet and so responsive it was the marriage of the perfect instrument and the perfect player, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart and the piano, Yo Yo Ma and the cello, all made such beautiful music. You could find other pianos other cellos, but ther was only one cunt the Pirate would play.

But as they spun, the second virtuoso entered the stage and Clarabelle showed how she could suck cock every bit as well as the Captain ate pussy. And both were becoming equally adept at ass play, as both were edged to the point of ecstacy. If he was going to take her virgin ass, it better be now, or she was going to have a mouth full of his hot cum. She sensed the same, spun and once again faced him, straddling him and hovered her tight little asshole over his throbbing cock. “Captain I didn’t want you to take my virginity and that was great so I can only see you taking my anal virginity when I actually want it to happen being amazing.”

He smiled, "Well you are well lubed, but this first time will be tight, but I promise you will learn to crave it almost as much in your ass as you do in your cunt." He could see her conflict, “I am really nervous.” She said with a blush looking at him. She kissed him softly. “I am going to take it slow okay?” And now the side of the Captain that only she would ever see, "Of course my love, I want to only bring you pleasure."

He saw her smile, and then felt her hand grip him and guide him between her cheeks. “Ah god.” He smiled, "Not a God, but an easy mistake" She was so tight, as her rosebud opened and his tip pressed in opening her rim. She was so tight, nearly strangling his massive cock, he knew he was stretching her to her very limit. “Oh, wow you felt big in my pussy, but you feel even bigger in my ass.” He laughed, "And your ass is even tighter than your magnificent pussy, but I am not complaining, you feel amazing."

But she was his girl, and would not be deterred, almost miraculously she took him ball deep, groaning as he ascended into her rectum. Now she looked at him, quite satisfied, and he was proud of her, their potential was limitless. “Now my love if I untie your hands will you promise to go easy on me?” She saw love and caring in his eyes. "Quite the contrary, I do think it is a good idea to unti me, but it is not I who will need to take it easy."

She looked at him quizzically, but as she untied him she watched as his hand pressed against her flat tummy, just above her mound, and then his finger found her clit, and began to massage her. Slowly pressing, sweet circles. "You see lover, anal is so much better with clitoral stimulation...." His other hand, grasped her breast, and then his fingers rolled her nipples...."and then if your nipples are properly stimulated, the fullness in your ass intensifying every sensation....it may be you who has to take it easy on me." She was already rocking...a volcano getting ready to explode!
 
“Well you can be my God.” Clarabelle said with a laugh. She was surprised how well she was taking his sword in her tight, little asshole. Her asshole was stretched so much. It hurt but it felt good at the same time. Her body just screamed to be fucked every which way he could. The pain gave an extra layer to the pleasure that she really liked.

She was pleased to see love in his eyes for her. She bites down on her lip when he told her it was not him who would need to take it easy. He was right she was moving her hips faster and harder down on his cock. His balls slapping against her wet pussy. She loved how he felt in her asshole. For a woman who had never had sex before Captain she was learning very quickly and was quite the natural.

She untied him. His hands moved against her flat stomach and then down to her soaking wet pussy. She moaned out feeling him massaging at her clit. His other hand gripped her breast and rolled her hard nipples between his fingers. Her hips were slamming down on his cock. She was riding his cock hard her asshole gaped around his cock. “Oh, Captain you sure do know how to make me feel good.” She cried out.

She closed her eyes. She felt like she was going to cum but didn’t know a woman cum from anal, so it was quite the surprise. “This is my sword!” She screamed out like a woman possessed her hips moving a blur getting closer and closer from his fingers working her clit and her nipple as she rode him as hard as she could.
 
She moved up, and down, and soon she was pounding him. He knew he would love every position with her, but cowgirl as her body was athletic and the visual of her tits bouncing as she attacked, was incredible. His thumb pressed in, as her hand rode her tight tummy up and down, he worked and worked that clit, feeling he juices slowly saturate his abdomen. "You are spectacular, a virgin this morning and now a lover of unsurpassed skill. Your talent now equals your beauty. FUCK ME lover, own this cock!

She was a blur, a Ferrari on the autobahn, a Goddess unleashed and unbridled, limitless in desire, insatiable with lust. And he was her man, strong, with endurance and physical gifts equal to he own...God and Goddess, making thunder and lightning on their ship, like it was Olympus. His other hand went to her waist, facilitating her moving faster. He began to buck up and down like a bronco, letting her nearly slip off, and then driving back down his massive length and taking him deep until bodies crashed together and his balls came up and slapped her ass.

"Just wait my love...you are everything I hoped, but I can do so much more...I love how pain intensifies your pleasure...as it does mine...oh the things we will do to each other...no rules only pleasure, and climax after climax. Her clit was so swollen, and he was fighting a losing battle not to cum as her ass took him wanted him and nearly choked him as it sucked the cream up from his balls. Her nipples were so hard, her chest so rosy, her eyes dilated..."Cum, a true King's whore cums with her man's cock buried in her ass...not only are you my whore, your my anal slut...and my slut cums when I tell her too...cum to me Goddess...obey your king!"
 
“Captain do you believe in destine? I believe my destine was to be yours and the moment you took my innocence I was able to become who I truly am. I am meant to be your one true lover.” Clarabelle said. She did truly believe it because why else would all of this come ever so naturally to her. Her body just knew how to make him feel good and responded to his ever touch. Her body so sensitive to his touch.

He was working her clit making her release sweet pleasurable moans. With one hand working her perfect pussy his other hand held onto her waist helping her ride his cock although she didn’t need much help his hand felt nice on her waist. He was thrusting up into her ass his cock so deep in her virgin asshole. She was happy he was the only man to have ever been deep inside both of holes. He would be the first and the last man who would ever fuck her because she was his. He owned all of her.

The room was filled with the sound of their bodies slapping against each other. Hearing him talk of their future pleasures brought a smile to her face. Her asshole had a vice like grip on his cock and she wasn’t letting him go. Her asshole milking him. Her clit was ever so swollen. Her eyes were displaying pure pleasure. She was losing control. “Ah fuck yes.” She cried out. He ordered her to cum and as if on cue she began cumming. Her body trembling on top of him in pure ecstasy.

“And my Captain a true king wouldn’t let his Queen experience pure ecstasy alone cum for me.” She said looking at him with love crazed eyes. Her intense orgasm that just kept going was making her ride his cock harder her ass bouncing up and down on his sword. She wanted no needed to feel him cum deep in her ass.
 
She asked him an interesting question, and yet, deep in the throws of such passion, any meaningful thought was difficult, “Captain do you believe in destiny? I believe my destiny was to be yours and the moment you took my innocence I was able to become who I truly am. I am meant to be your one true lover.” Yet, think he did, "Well, my love, no, I hadn't...for I never dreamed a woman like you might exist, but now yes, for I believe there is only one who would have made me not only forego, but lose any possible interest in any others...but you are more than my lover, use that wicked and wonderful mind, tell me all you are to me...and all the ways, I think, love and fantasize about you?"

God how they fucked, it was enough to raise Davy Jones himself, the slapping of their bodies, the cries of ecstasy, they heard them on deck, it was so filth, so erotic, so passionate, the men were instantly hard, the women dripping...soon they were engaged in and erotic orgy of hedonistic sex, inspired by the pirate king, and his slave...but little did they know, the woman who would soon help rule them.

He commanded her to cum, and loyally, obediently, his woman came for him, came hard, “Ah fuck yes.” The crew cheered, they remembered the beautiful society bitch they had captured that morning, and in one day, their might Captain had slain her, tamed her, and pleased her, as only the ruler of the seas could. Little did they know, it wasn't so much taming, as the perfect lock and key...to wild spirits, perfect sexual beasts, finding their other half.

“And my Captain a true king wouldn’t let his Queen experience pure ecstasy alone cum for me.” He released the jaws that clenched his lip, for holding back while enjoying her was a challenging mission, even for the Captan. "No, it is the Gentleman in me. My lady will always cum first or we will cum together, a real man does not allow release, until his lady is cared for." Her juices poured over his muscular abs, and finally, "OHHH FUUUUUCk YESSSS!!" He came, the barrel of his massive canon releasing the passion stored in his heavy balls...he fired and fired and then pulled her down on top of him to kiss her. Over and over, as her taste was how he wanted to meet sleep. "Tomorrow will be a big day, I have surprises....but this...I love you...love you naked in my bed...and I always want you to fall asleep with my cum inside of you...tonight it is both of your holes...Clarabelle....you are everything I ever wanted."

As he held her, they heard the crew, the moans as orgasm after orgasm came from the top deck..."It seems we have inspired the crew...tomorrow we will bring them to bend the knee."
 
“I am your queen, you whore, your lover, your succubus, your minx and your enchantress.” Clarabelle cried out as her Captain fucked her asshole. She was cumming intensely from the anal stimulation his fingers working her clit. She heard cheering as she was screaming and moaning in pleasure on the Captain’s sword. She knew they thought their Captain had fucked into submission to be his sex slave, but little did they know she was his willing whore now and his Queen.

She wondered how his crew would respond to him taking her as his Queen not just another wench slave. Her body was trembling on top of him her pussy squirting and cumming intensely. She was making such a mess all over his abs. Her asshole was gripping his cock tighter. He started to explode deep in her asshole. It felt amazing him flooding her gaped asshole. She couldn’t believe that he had just taken her last virgin hole.

“I love being naked with you too. I love you fucking me My Captain. Who thought I would say those things when we first met?” She said with a laugh. She surely didn’t believe their day would end like this. She had been so adamant she wouldn’t give herself to him and she had just given her asshole to him with no fight. She was surprised just how much she liked him fucking her asshole.

She snuggled up to him resting her head on his chest. She laughed when he said they had inspired the crew. “I think it will be the first of many times with inspire the crew.” She said with a laugh. She kissed him softly. “Goodnight My Captain.” She said.
 
His body was thrusting, she was pounding, but nevertheless, she answered, “I am your queen, you whore, your lover, your succubus, your minx and your enchantress.” He didn't respond, he was holding on, and watching her body cum to him, and then he to her. This was her virgin voyage, this time her incredible ass, that took him, held tight, wanted to be fucked hard, and even as they came seemed to scream for more.

Their bodies fed off each other, vampire and vampiress of cum, needing, taking feeding until their lover was drained. The Captain had fucked so many, in so many ways, and they all just disappeared into the mist, for never had he fucked like that, a cunt or an ass, and it was such an easy promise to say there would never be another, there couldn't be...no one was her.

“I love being naked with you too. I love you fucking me My Captain. Who thought I would say those things when we first met?” He smiled, "I did! While I will admit I didn't know it would be this good...from the first time I touched you today, I knew you would be like no other. Never had I so wanted to touch and have a woman, and never had I felt a woman's body so respond to my touch...."

He pulled her down into his arms, and as he turned her over his cock finally slipped from her ass. "...You are proud, yet possessive, glorious physically, with a spirit to match. I knew your appetite would be voracious, and you simply cannot settle for anything less than the best, be it from yourself, or your lover....Oh, to what you said earlier, I would add my fantasy and my muse. You inspire me Clarabelle, I want to be the fiercest and most successful captain in all the seas...and bring all that adrenaline, all that passion back to our bed...I wish you could always be naked for me...and as you choose your costumes, please always, choose things that tease me to need you naked and here again!"

He laughed at her comment regarding the crew, "Yes, I think so...and they will want to enjoy you too...never humor them, I never want them to think there is any room or desire to be in any bed than ours."

He leaned in and kissed her, and pulled her on top of him, "Good night my love!" He slept better than he could ever remember, a peace, vibrance and a future he had only fantasized. He awoke before her, and slipped out, enjoying one last glance at the stunning woman, whose naked body was not a permanent fixture in his bed. He found the handmaiden and his seamstress. "When Clarabelle awakes, I want her fit for a ceremonial gown, she is to be my Pirate Queen, and we will do it as tradition mandates." The seamstress was shocked, "Captain are you sure, almost never does a pirate captain..." He cut her off, "Yes I am sure...also, I want gowns and garments prepared, spare no expense...my queen shall look like my queen..." He winked, "...and that includes at least one pair of thigh high boots!"
 
Captain’s cock slid out of her ass and his cum dripped out of Clarabella’s gaped asshole. “You know I am very possessive I was before you even made me into a woman but now that you have awoken the sexual goddess in me, I think I will be even more possessive. May scratch a wench’s eyes out if she gets too close to what is mine.” She said with a laugh. She kissed him lips passionately. “I like being all of those things and more to My Captain. I don’t think I will have a problem driving you crazy with what I wear because I bet you would think I look hot in anything and nothing.” She said.

He pulled her on top of him. She snuggled up to her man feeling safe in his big, muscular arms. Her dreams were filled with many dirty fantasy all about her Captain. Her dream started with him tying her up and whipping her not so innocent anymore pussy until she was squirting mess. Then still while tied up fucking her little powerless pussy. She woke up and he wasn’t by her side. She was so very wet from her dirty dreams. She moved her hands down her breasts and she pulled and twisted at her hard nipples making her moan loudly.

One of her hands moved down her flat stomach. She pushed two fingers inside of her wet pussy and she began fingering herself roughly. She slid in a third finger and a fourth really stretching her own pussy out. She closed her eyes moaning loudly. She pulled her fingers out and then balled her hand up into a fist and pushed her fist into her wet pussy. She moaned fisting her little pussy fast and hard. She started cumming all over her fist making herself scream out in pleasure. She pulled her fist out of her pussy and she licked her juices from her fist.

She slid out of the bed. She pulled on a white flowery crop top and skirt. She decided to go up on deck to see if she could find Captain. The cabin door was no longer locked because she was no longer a slave. She came up on deck. A crew member spotted. “No wonder Captain wanted to keep you for his self such a pretty little slut. You sounded like a huge whore last night on Captain’s sword.” He said. She was stunned and didn’t really know what to say.
 
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Up at the helm, his thoughts were still on his woman, down in their quarters. Once she was up and about, he would have their bed brought up to the main deck, the ties would be attached to head board, fresh silk linens would be put on the bed, and rose petals would adorn the mattress where she would be held and make her pledge to him. He was hard thinking about it, how she would look and how he would fuck her and make her forever his in front of his entire crew. She would look glorious in the white lace, opening it for his enjoyment as she unwrapped herself and then spread her legs, begging him to forever be his and only his...he would reciprocate, and then she would welcome him and he would slowly and sensually make his exclusive claim to all of her holes.

If only he had know what she was doing that very second, he would have loved the dirty thoughts in her mnd, the insatiable slut in his bed. He would have loved watching her, and he would have loved it to be his fist that was now being drowned in her juices. He had left her little more than an hour ago, and yet his body missed her touch and craved her return to his side, not unlike an addict going through withdrawl of the drug he is so addicted to.

At last he saw her, a vision in white, a vision of purity that spurred the most devilish of thoughts and needs in his brain and soul. "Clarabelle, finally...cum..." He stopped, he saw the look on her face and knew something was about. And then he heard the lowly deckhand, “No wonder Captain wanted to keep you for his self such a pretty little slut. You sounded like a huge whore last night on Captain’s sword.” The Captain leaped from his command post, and was instantly next to the man, his one hand holding the man's pony tail as he drove him to his knees, his sword drawn. "Today I will take this woman as my queen, when you dare dishonor her, you dishonor me...once the ceremony is complete you will bend the knee to her as well, until then...I suggest you not make the same mistakes as this fool!"

And with that, the Captain drove his sword down through the man's open mouth, all the way into his stomach. He pulled the bleeding man up, and in one motion dragged him across the deck and tossed him into the shark infested waters. His chest heaving he came back to Clarabelle and grabbed her ass, pulled her in, and kissed her passionately. "Good morning my love, the seamstress and your handmaiden are waiting to fit you for today's ceremony and your new garments..."
 
Clarabelle was stood their stunned and didn’t know just what to say to the crew member who was undressing her with his eyes. She saw Captain coming over and knew this wouldn’t end well for the crew member. He had no idea just how much Clarabelle meant to the Captain. Everyone from this moment on of Captain defending her honour would know just how he felt for her and would never think of calling her out of her name ever again.

She watched him grab the man by his ponytail and drop him onto his knees. The crews eyes looked over to their Captain as he told the man she was his queen and how dare he dishonour her. The crew member was just about to say sorry but then Captain drove his sword down the man’s open mouth and into his stomach. He pulled the sword out and it was covered in blood. The crew member was bleeding out. Captain dragged his body across deck and slung him off the boat into the sea.


She looked overboard and saw the water filling with more and more blood.The rest of the crew seemed shocked. She guessed he had never defended a slave before let alone make one his Queen. Captain grabbed Clarabelle by her ass and pulled her to him. She kissed him back passionately. "Good Morning I love My Captain. Thank you for defending my honour." She said before kissing him again with such love and lust.


“Do you not like what I am in?” She asked him. She ran her hand over his chest. “I was sad you were not in bed with me this morning. I work up feeling rather naughty Captain and I had to deal with my insatiable pussy all by myself.” She said only loud enough for him to hear. She leaned in and licked his neck then whispered “I had my little fist deep inside of me thinking of My Captain’s sword.”
 
He knew his crew was shocked, but they were learning and today would make it official. When Clarabelle donned the ceremonial robe and nothing else, untied it and lay back on the bed and allowed herself to be willingly tied to the bed, and then make a proclamation offering her body as the queen to her king, for him to own as he chose, they would know. She was his queen, and any trespasses against her, were punishable by death. She would ride and rule beside him, authority unquestioned or punishable with their lives. He had just made it clear, he would be harsh in his judgment and he would.

He turned his attention to her and took her in his arms, starting their day together with a perfect kiss. "Good Morning I love My Captain. Thank you for defending my honour." He nuzzled her and kissed her again. "I hope there wasn't a doubt in your mind, I will always defend and protect my lady...and how is my lady this morning?" He mentioned the seamstress waiting for her, and he cradled her ass in her sexy little shorts.

“Do you not like what I am in?” He leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Oh I like it very much..." He slid to fingers up inside the back of her loose, sexy shorts, and turned so no one could see his fingers slid in and tease the lips f her wet, little pussy. "...of course what you were wearing when I left today is my favorite, but hardly appropriate for up here. And although you look good enough to eat, that will not work for our ceremony today, nor would it work for adventures we will face together. I love you dressing like this for me...but there will be days when you need to be a pirate."

Her pussy was soaked, and he soon knew why, she played with his chest, “I was sad you were not in bed with me this morning. I work up feeling rather naughty Captain and I had to deal with my insatiable pussy all by myself.” She said only loud enough for him to hear. She leaned in and licked his neck then whispered “I had my little fist deep inside of me thinking of My Captain’s sword.” He laughed, and pulled her even closer, his fingers now up and inside of her. "What a naughty little pussy, I don't remember telling you, she could cum....but I understand. My sexy queen, have I destroyed you, has my sword made you so need something so thick and hard, that only your little fist could suffice. But it isn't the same is it...not like my cock, but perhaps my fist, you might enjoy...or may my fist in one hole, your Captain's cock in another...tell me how horny you are right now...how badly you want me back inside of you..." He took his other hand and slid her small hand down to feel how incredibly hard he was. "But we must wait, I want us feeling like savages when you give yourself to me...and I take you in front of everyone...I want them to understand the unsurpassed passion I have for you, only you!"
 
Captain nuzzled her and kissed her. “I know you will always defend me and protect me. I am very well missed you in bed this morning. How is my king?” Clarabelle said. He was cradling her tight ass. She loved how handsy he was with her. He leaned in and whispered to her he liked her outfit. He slid his fingers in her panties and was teasing her wet pussy. She bites on her lip keeping a moan in. Her pussy was soaking wet for him. She felt like being around him she would never not be wet. She was an insatiable slut for him.

He laughed at her telling him what she got up to in bed without him. He pulled her even closer. His fingers were deep inside of her pussy. “I am a very naughty slut Captain.” She whispered licking his neck. She pushed her breasts up against his chest. Her nipples were hard rubbing up against his chest. “Well I didn’t think you would deny your slut release. I have been such a good little slut for you so I thought you wouldn’t mind me playing with myself. Yes, I had to use my fist because my fingers just weren’t doing it for me the way your sword does. My fist is not as good as your sword of course.” She said only loud enough for him to hear.

He took her hand and slid it down to his cock. She gripped his cock through his trousers. “I am so very horny for My Captain. I need that sword so very badly. I need to show my King just how thankful I am for him defending his Queen.” She said. She was pumping his cock subtly. She was sad that they had to wait. She pouted at him. “I want you now though!” She said. She squeezed his cock hard. “If I go get my ceremonial robe on will you fuck me now?” She asked him with puppy dog eyes.
 
This was already the best morning he could remember, his fingers in his new lover's wet pussy, her regaling how she had obscenely serviced herself for want of him, and her insatiable need. “I am a very naughty slut Captain.” She whispered licking his neck. She pushed her breasts up against his chest. Her nipples were hard rubbing up against his chest. “Well I didn’t think you would deny your slut release. I have been such a good little slut for you so I thought you wouldn’t mind me playing with myself. Yes, I had to use my fist because my fingers just weren’t doing it for me the way your sword does. My fist is not as good as your sword of course.” He laughed, "God you are a whore, how my girl has changed, going from beautiful and desirable to perfect....no, I would not have denied you release...but in the future...you ask me when you can cum....you won't be disappointed....oh, and you better never prefer anything more than my sword!"

They couldn't leave each other alone, they had fucked hard all night and here they were just as needy today. Her cunt was so hot, a raging fire of need between her legs, matched only by his throbbing ivory sword. “I am so very horny for My Captain. I need that sword so very badly. I need to show my King just how thankful I am for him defending his Queen.” She said. She was pumping his cock subtly. She was sad that they had to wait. She pouted at him. “I want you now though!” She said. She squeezed his cock hard. “If I go get my ceremonial robe on will you fuck me now?”

He kissed her passionately, fucked her a bit with his fingers, "How can I refuse you, every say no to this cunt?....Carlotta!" He kept Clarabelle in his arms as his top wench joined him. "Take Clarabelle and prep her for the ceremony...her hand maiden can assist...I want her perfect...and prepared for our show..I will get myself ready." He kissed Clarabelle one more time and sent her for preparation.

Carlotta whispered, "You are the one, every woman would kill to take your place...we will strip and perfume you, shave you, and perfume...you will only wear the robe...we will escort you on deck and you will wait standing for the Captain...you will open your robe for he and all to see his queen, the woman he will commit to...you will then lay back on the bed and raise your arms so you can be tied...you will pledge your love and loyalty, the service of all your holes, starting wit your cunt...the captain will fuck his woman, make his pledge to you...Once he as cum...you will turn around your arms crossed on the headboard, and offer him your ass...once he has used all your holes, and everyone sees how only you can truly satisfy the Pirate King...you and he will be bonded forever, and you will be our Queen. This is the day we all dream about...do you have any questions? The next time you see the captain you will be on deck in front of everyone, and he will strip for you...and take you for eternity!"

Suddenly the handmaiden appeared, her attitude now gone..."How may I service you, my Queen?"
 
Captain was finger fucking Clarabelle’s tight, wet, little pussy. She loved how he made her feel. She bites on her lip moaning out. “My cunt is to perfect to refuse.” She said with grin. The Carlotta he had shouted for approached. He ordered her to prep her for the ceremony. Clarabelle kissed her Captain back before going with Carlotta. Carlotta led her away and began explaining the ceremony to her. She loved hearing that they would be bonded forever. “No questions. I know My Captain well and I don’t need your advice on satisfying him. There is a reason after all that you all dream about being his Queen and I am his Queen.” She said with a smirk. She really liked feeling the power and superiority coming with the title of Queen especially over the wenches onboard who had been with him for years and done anything and everything to please him but never getting the title she was after only two days.

Eliza her handmaiden who had shown such hostility the other day to her was calling her my Queen. “No Eliza there is nothing you can do for me. Carlotta will do her job and you may beg for me not to end your sad little life for being acting like such a bitch towards and being such a whore thinking you could ever have what was clearly always mine. He would never look at you the way he does me. And after he takes his one true lover, I can do whatever I want with you and just looking at you makes me want to feed you to the sharks.” She said. Clarabelle liked being a bitch and she felt being his Queen this was only the start of her ruthlessness.

Eliza's little face dropped. She could see the fear in her eyes, and she liked it. “I am sorry my Queen. Please don’t feed me to the sharks. I am sorry I should have never behaved in such a way. Please forgive me.” Eliza said. Clarabelle turned to Carlotta. “Run my bath.” She ordered her. Carlotta was not used to taking orders from a woman, but she did as she was told. “Get on your knees Eliza beg for forgiveness.” Clarabelle said. Eliza dropped to her knees in front of Clarabelle. “I am sorry. I am sorry.” Eliza said. Clarabelle gripped Eliza’s face. “You are nothing but a worthless whore.” She said. She spit on Eliza’s face. She then slapped her hard in the face.

“Miss your bath.” Carlotta said. Clarabelle slipped into the bath and Carlotta started to bathe her and shave her. “Eliza you are as terrible at begging for your life as you are at being a loyal Handmaiden.” Clarabelle said laughing. “Yes, I am useless my Queen.” Eliza said tears now in her eyes. Clarabelle liked seeing the tears in her eyes. Carlotta helped Clarabelle out of the bath and used the finest perfume on the new Queen. Carlotta helped her into the beautiful white lace robe. “Carlotta lead the way. Eliza crawl behind me and when we get to the bed you are to kneel at the bottom of the bed and get a front row show.” She said. Carlotta led the way. Clarabelle was extremely turned on she wanted her Captain so badly. Eliza crawled behind her. The crew was ready for a show and there was her Captain stood by the bed.

She smiled at him. She stood before him and the crew and opened her robe. She watched Eliza kneel at the bottom of the bed. Clarabelle slid onto the bed and laid back putting her hands above her head. “I pledge my love and loyalty to the Pirate King. My body, my holes, my mind, my soul, my heart and everything that I am is yours.” She said looking up at him. Her pussy was already very wet for him. She needed his sword in her so badly.
 
She had been on his mind every second. While she was prepared, so was he. He was shaved, his face and his balls. He was oiled with scented oils, and the wenches rubbed oils on his cock...not to make him cum, but make him beautiful and prepared to impress and enjoy his new queen. His hair was cleansed and brushed, and then guided to the bed to wait on his queen.

They had enjoyed each other, many times already, but as the women led her to him, her gorgeous body, in the ceremonial robe, took his breath away. He made no attempt to hide the smile on his face, he wanted her, everyone to see how beautiful he thought she was, the most beautiful woman in the world. His cock was rock hard, and pointed up twitching visibly in expectation of what was about to happen.

She was now in front of him, and every eye was on her and her alone. She smiled at him. She stood before him and the crew and opened her robe. She was proud, and she knew her body was spectacular, she was proving she was the one and only Queen. She was staring into his eyes, and he mouthed, "You are the most beautiful woman in the world, you look spectacular!"

She laid back on the bed, and she had a huge smile, and dripping wet cunt, as he put her hands behind her, and was tied up. Her tanned, toned body magnificent in the morning sun...her pussy glistening in the sunlight! “I pledge my love and loyalty to the Pirate King. My body, my holes, my mind, my soul, my heart and everything that I am is yours.” Every member of the crew heard her as she spoke proudly to her man, her kingdom. A kingdom not won by the sword, but by the captains devotion and need of her body and cunt.

He stroked himself even harder, he wanted to be perfect for her. "I stroke this cock as I prepare to give it to you...from this day forward it is yours and yours alone...it will only service you...MY QUEEN...as you service me...there is no boody I will want or desire except yours...and I will pledge my life to protect you...and the treasure you have given me...now for me...for your people...show them how no one could ever satisfy me...like each of your holes can...spread your legs wide for me...and let us begin the consummation ritual..."

She spread her legs obscenely wide, they licked their lips as their hearts raced. He hooked his elbows under her knees...and lifted her body entirely off the bed..he spread her wide as the chanted..."Our King...Our Queen...Our King...Our Queen...Become ONE!" And the drove his sword deep inside of her, as they both shrieked in ecstasy...This was the opening of what would be an unforgettable show...."Fuck me my Queen...Fuck your King!"
 
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