The Captain & The Beauty (CLOSED)

The Captain smiled at the question, "You know as well as anyone, I have indeed inflicted pain, but it was momentary, and then sublime pleasure. My cock is not unlike your incredible cunt, it is so unique, and so magnificent that any lover soon submits to its enjoyment and their body craves it. It is why, I will never, ever let another man have you, I have found perfection and it is all you, and you are all mine. The most any person can do is watch, and want."

He smiled at the thought, "Now, that would be cruel, for you to bring Eliza into our room, strip her bare, and spread her legs. Tie her up, and let her watch you and I, our lust, our heat and our satisfaction. All she can do is watch and suffer...perhaps set a dildo or tie her fingers so her pussy is out of reach, and all she can do, is watch, get wetter and wetter, and go crazy with the want and need of never coming while you get to have it all?"

The Captain left her to think and headed top side to talk to his first mate and set sails toward port. He could see the man was made with lust as he walked to meet him, and only one thing could make any man this wanton...and that was his Clarabelle!
 
Clarabelle wasn’t into his idea of letting her watch them. “My Captain your idea is mild at the very best for punishment. I hope you are not going soft on me. Maybe I am just crueller than you are and will have to deal with her without you.” She said. Watching them fuck was no punishment at all that was a privilege. She was hoping Captain wasn’t expecting it to be a common occurrence having an audience watching them fuck since the ceremony because she wasn’t into that. She sat on the bed little annoyed with him that he couldn’t get on the same page as her on punishment too busy talking about how cock could only bring pleasure.

She felt he should be as angry she was with the bitch who disrespected her. He shouldn’t let it slide anyone challenging her or disrespecting her. She wasn’t just any other wench. She couldn’t sit and wait around any longer for him she needed to put him straight about what she wanted to happen and he could even help or not. She went up onto deck in her babydoll made looking to make him feel jealous with the crew imagining all sorts of dirty things looking at her dressed like this.

She walked up to him and pulled him to the side. “How could you think watching us fuck is a sufficient punishment? You seem not to take her disrespect seriously that hurts my feelings. You should want to inflict as much pain as I do not just be obsessed with talking about how wonderful your cock is. You don’t need to keep saying it I already know!” She said only loud enough for him to hear. She was sure the crew knew she wasn’t best pleased with him at the moment. Clarabelle was showing him just how feisty of a bitch she could be.
 
She fired back at his suggestion, “My Captain your idea is mild at the very best for punishment. I hope you are not going soft on me. Maybe I am just crueller than you are and will have to deal with her without you.” This did not please the Captain, "When, ever, since I have known you have I ever been soft!" How dare she question his manhood, had he not shown her a man unlike any other. The handmaid had been her request, and when she had been showing him complete disdain, the handmaiden made overtures, he had appreciated her efforts at the time as Clarabelle had done her best to deny him.

He was still angry on deck, and his first mate made him no less so. "Captain that was quite a ceremony, but now, every man on this ship would kill to have his run with her. I must admit, I feel the same, of course I am loyal." The captain drew his knife and held it to his old friend's throat. "You best be, it is every man's sworn oath to defend the King's Queen, any man who dare make an advance will be drawn, quartered, and fed to the sharks. Do not fool yourself I will show any mercy!"

Just then, she came on deck wearing her babydoll, that he thought just for him. He was incensed, as he watched the crew scramble to get closer, wanting to see the queen, fantasizing of her cumming to them instead of her. “How could you think watching us fuck is a sufficient punishment? You seem not to take her disrespect seriously that hurts my feelings. You should want to inflict as much pain as I do not just be obsessed with talking about how wonderful your cock is. You don’t need to keep saying it I already know!”

He pulled her tight, grabbing her ass, showing all looking on, exactly who that ass belonged to, in case there is any doubt. "Do you? Then why do you dishonor it so...coming here, showing yourself as if you are wanting to bed them, rather than me....Have I made a mistake giving you my all, wanting to share all that is mine? There is no crueler passion for a young woman than the total denial of orgasm. She was your choice, you were denying me...however, I do not take you feelings for granted. You are queen, you can do as you wish, and I will support you. However, you will not dishonor me...look at you...look where you are....are you mine or are you theirs? There should be no confusion as to that answer!"

He turned to his mate, 30 degrees starboard, we are headed two days to Catunga Port. Now, if you wil...I am taking my queen to bed, she needs to learn a lesson."
 
Captain grabbed her ass. Clarabelle bites on her lip. “You care about what I wear? You didn’t so long ago have me naked in front of your whole crew, so I thought you didn’t care if I come out like this.” She said. Of course, she knew it would make him angry with her. She rolled her eyes hearing him tell his mate that she needed to learn a lesson. She pulled away from him and walked back to the cabin her hips swaying. She waited for her Captain to follow her. She could tell by him slamming the cabin door he was full of rage right now. “What lesson do you think you are going to teach me?” She asked him. She had her hand on her hip staring him down. She pulled of her babydoll standing naked in front of him.

She walked over to him and pushed his back against the cabin door. “Maybe you need to learn the lesson here. How dare you tell a crew member that you are going to teach me a lesson! I am supposed to be your Queen but seems to mean nothing.” She said. She ripped his shirt open and scratched his chest. “I am not just any other fucking wench. You will not speak to me or about me that way again or maybe I will fuck your first mate.” She said. She turned them around and pushed him onto the bed.

She unzipped his trousers and pulled out his cock. She slid down on his cock moaning out. She kissed him roughly. She was filled with lustful rage. She was annoyed with him but she was still going to fuck him like only she could. She was bouncing on his cock her pussy wet and squeezing around his cock. Her breasts were jiggling over his face. She was slamming her hips hard on his cock. She was growling out as she rode him. She pulled his face up to hers and kissed him roughly.
 
He was incensed, "Do you mock our ceremony, what we shared, our sacred bond shared before our crew? Does it mean nothing to you?" She walked away and he took off, not willing to dignify her near treasonous statements by running after her, but following like a warrior, a Captain, a leader of men! He slammed the door behind him. She strippd and stared, daring him not to want her, a dare he could not live up to!

He didn't even get out a word, and he was angry at himself at how hard he was for this woman who so taunted him, "Being the Queen means everything, BUT, I am still the pirate King, and no one, not even the Queen, dare show disregard for my honor or position, and certainly not in front of others, only my tortured love for you stopped me from doing what was right and throwing you overboard right there!"

His eyes flamed, "How dare you...you want his cock any cock but mine...then go...but you will not be back...I made a solemn oath to you...would you dare dishonor me...dishonor yourself so....I did not believe you a wench, but why do you so desire to speak and act as one....should another man ever spoil you, you will feel my true sword, and by Davy Jones, I will and then I will feed you to the sharks before I take my own life, for I will have lost my will to live!"

The battle was on, she ripped his shirt open, the need of his own cock almost split his pants. He fell back on the bed, not exactly refusing her advance. Her body claimed him, his pylon of throbbing flesh, impaled her. He hated how magnificent her body was, how he was mesmerized by her tits, how her tight cunt grabbed him, how she fucked so superiorly to any other. Damn her, he could not deny her, he could not want her, he could not live without the grip of her cunt and she and he slamming into each other....it was full of rage, and fury and by the Gods it was magnificient!

He roared up, like a lion on his haunches, and pinned her back, pinning her arms..."You are my Queen, but damn you, you are also my whore...if you ever say again you want another...I will kill you...for you will have already killed me!" He pressed his body into her, holding her arms, his tongue deep in her throat, and his cock buried inside her cunt, the one promised to him, the one he had claimed....and then from head to toe...he pounded his gorgeous woman!
 
Of course, the ceremony meant a lot to Clarabelle she was just lashing out. She was a woman like no other he had come across. She would challenge him in ways no one else would ever get away with. She would drive him crazy in many ways. There was no cock for her but his. She was just acting out against her Captain. She was an extremely strong-minded woman and she could give her Captain as good as he could.

She could tell how angry she was making him. He roared like a wild animal and pinned her under his body. Changing the power control holding her down on the bed. “Do you really believe I want any other man but you? There is no man for me but you.” She said as he was pounding into her. His sword deep inside of her. She wasn’t quite sure why she had been so mad with him anymore, but she had riled him up on purpose and got the response she had wanted.

“I am a crazy little whore that you love and sometimes I am going to just you make you mad because I can.” She said. She scratched at his back. He had really brought out a fiery goddess in her and she would bring him so much pleasure but also drive him absolutely crazy. She was thrusting on his cock growling out animalistically. Her pussy squeezed his cock roughly. They were wild animals their bodies slamming together. There was such wild and animalistic lust and rage between them and it was so intense.
 
He know had her arms pinned, but she hardly complained, he knew this was what she wanted, a good hard fucking. Her gorgeous tits heaved up and down and her long, toned, strong legs were strapped tightly around him, so he could fuck her deep and hard, raising her completely off the bed, only to pound his huge cock, back down deep inside ofher.

“Do you really believe I want any other man but you? There is no man for me but you.” He laughed and only pounded his queen's tight cunt harder, trying to split her right down the middle. "No, I do not, I think you are a possessive cock tease, who knows I want you only for me...you mention other men, only to get me angry, so my cock is even bigger, and I pound you even harder. You are mad about that little slut, because you thought, perhaps only for a second, I might take her or she diminished how much I wanted you. But it didn't....my cock has been hard for you, and only for you, since the first second we met. I am crazy jealous for you...and I will kill any man who makes a move, or I think has your slightest interest. This!"

H“I am a crazy little whore that you love and sometimes I am going to just you make you mad because I can.” He lifted her up and down repeatedly as the old bed creaked and moaned, but their fucking was furious, and angry, his entire body wanting to both punish and enjoy her. "Good thing you are such a sexual beast, my slutty whore....or I would never put up with you...but instead I can't get enough...now spread those legs wide, give the King his Queens cunt...tell me how much your worship it...I good it feels for me to fuck you...how bad you need to feel my seed inside your whore cunt!"
 
Clarabelle liked hearing him say his cock had only been hard for her since the very first second, they met. She loved how possessive and jealous he was over her and she felt the very same about him. She was glad that she wasn’t the only one that was driven crazy by her jealousness and possessiveness. They were both as crazy as each other and their relationship would never be boring because they were both so wild and crazy.

The bed was creaking as he bounced her up and down on his sword. She was moaning loudly her body all hot and sweaty. She laughed hearing him say it was good she was a sexual beast, or he wouldn’t put up with her. She spread her legs wider so he could slam deeper into her tight, contracting, wet pussy. Her pussy was squeezing his cock. She loved how he was pounding her sweet pussy. “I love my Captain’s cock. I love how you pound my tight little pussy. You own my holes Captain I am all yours and only yours.” She screamed out. She started trembling on top of him cumming intensely.

She threw her head back closing her eyes. “Ah fuck yes!” She growled out like a wild animal. She pinched her nipples and twisted them. “I love you my Captain. I am yours all yours forever. I am your crazy ass bitch and I know you love how I drive you crazy in every way.” She said. She was quite the handful and a feisty little thing. Who would of thought the girl that had met who was an innocent and angelic virgin would be such a dirty and feisty little devil.
 
He was like her, he would kill any man who dared touch her, and if she ever responded, it would break his heart and she would know his rage. Yet he trusted her, he could feel her commitment to him, as he was sure she only wanted him, and she wanted him nasty, hard, and hers. He loved how wide she liked to spread her legs and open for him. In his whole life he had never seen anything as gorgeous as the petals of her flower spread wide open for him.

“I love my Captain’s cock. I love how you pound my tight little pussy. You own my holes Captain I am all yours and only yours.” He moaned and pounded his woman, fucked her deep and hard, his body slamming roughly into her, stretching her wanton pussy with his massive prick. “Ah fuck yes!” He was so deep, and as she came and gushed, waves of her cum washing over his cock and balls, thanking him, and calling for him to return the favor. As she washed his balls in cum, he felt them pull and contract, driving his spear deep, he heard his love, “I love you my Captain. I am yours all yours forever. I am your crazy ass bitch and I know you love how I drive you crazy in every way.” "YESSSS!!!!" and he exploded and fired.

She took his body to new heights, and she made him cum more and longer than he every had, his body needing to fill her with his hot cum, planting his seed in her womb, claiming her land as forever his. He rode out their orgasms, as he felt her continuing to cum all over his massive cock as she took every drop of him. Finally over, he rolled off her, and pulled her naked body onto his. He liked feeling their cum drip down from her and on his thigh, he loved being naked with her. He ran his fingers through her golden locks, and played with his other hand up and down her gorgeous toned back.

"I want you to understand, I would never share you with another, nor do I want anyone but you. But it is my jealousy why I like having people watch us have sex. The men see how amazing you are, and the women me, but I like how they will never get us, all they can do is dream and be envious that they can never have what we do, because we only have each other. I enjoy how envious everyone else is, and I like performing and showing exactly how much I want you and how you make me feel....Clarabelle, you are my life, my passion, my everything!"
 
“My Captain I don’t want to be entertainment for your crew.” Clarabelle said. She stroked his chest. Their cum was dripping out of her. She leaned in and kissed his lips softly her fingers playing in his beard. “What we have shouldn’t be for anyone else but us. What we have is special.” She said. She kissed at his neck softly her breasts rubbing up against his chest.

He made her feel so good. She loved him like no other. Their bodies were made for each other. She could never want another man. He was the one for her. She did believe she was the only one for him. She knew he was crazy for her and there was no woman who would ever come close to her.

She kissed down his neck to his chest softly. "I love you My Captain." She said. She slid down his body and licked his cock clean. "I don't think I should go through with my plan for Eliza it is caused too much trouble already. I would rather she be fed to sharks." She said. Her tongue was lapping his balls.
 
He dropped it, if she wasn't into denying them, that was fine, he just liked his sex crazy and wild, and he couldn't help enjoying showing her off and seeing other's envy. She nuzzled his neck and pressed her hands against his chest, her spectacular body along his, and when she did that, she could have whatever she wanted. "Okay baby, if you don't want to let me show off that incredible body, then that is fine with me. Let them stare at a distance as we command the seas!"

His fired burned deep for her, and she made him feel so alive. She started kissing down, she was an insatiable whore and he loved it, loved her. Her breath and lips on his neck, then chest, her kisses and tongue targeting a single ultimate destination. "I love you My Captain." He looked at her, watched her dutifully clean her man's cock and balls, they were hers and she took great care. "I love you too, my heart and soul are yours forever."

She looked up resigned, "I don't think I should go through with my plan for Eliza it is caused too much trouble already. I would rather she be fed to sharks." Gods, she was a pistol, and she made it clear how vindictive she would be if she ever felt wronged, he took note, but had no such intentions. "My love, she is yours, do your original plan, I will give her whatever pain you wish, or feed her to the sharks, but that seems weary, or you could feed her to the crew, she claimed she wanted cock, she will get more cock in more places than any women might think possible?"
 
“Your crew has seen enough of me to have fantasy that last a lifetime.” Clarabelle said with a laugh. She was licking clean his balls and cock taking great care of her King. She smiled hearing him say he loved her too. She slid back up to his side and laid with her head on his chest.

“I am not quite sure what I want to do with her just yet. I think she should be thrown in the Brig with no food until I decide.” She said. Clarabelle had never been aware she had such a vindictive side to her. She had always been so angelic and sweet but there was always so much more to her than met the eye.

“I am tired my King.” She yawned snuggling more into his chest. He had tried out his Queen from the fighting and fucking.
 
She was right. Your crew has seen enough of me to have fantasy that last a lifetime.” Clarabell's earlier performance was the gift that would keep on giving. He wondered how many imes, how many men had already cum today as they thought of her? Yet here she was, all his, now and forever.

He laughed at throwing her hand maiden in the brig, she was a vengeful woman if she wanted to be, and right now she apparently did. "I will have her put in chains in the morning, and then you can decide, she is all yours!" The Captain felt a bit responsible as he had probably flirted too, but if this made Clarabelle happy, so be it.

"Good night my queen! I love you." He gave her one last passionate kiss, and she was soon asleep on his chest, He just laid there, enjoying it all. He ran tickles up and down her naked back, eventually playing and needing her ass, unil she parted her legs. Then and only then did he slip his fingers up and down her slit, and massage her clit. She was sound asleep, breathing hard, yet the Captain wanted o make sure, she had the happiest, sexiest dreams, as he fell asleep rock hard, playing with his favorite toy, as she moaned and wiggled in her dreams!
 
Clarabelle kissed her Captain back passionately. She fell asleep peacefully on his chest. She moaned out in her sleep as hi fingers moved over her naked back to her ass. She naturally in her sleep spread her legs open for him. He was running is fingers up and down his slit then massaged her clit. Her pussy was so wet for him. She was rarely not wet around him.

She was wriggling around against his body as she slept. She was having dirty dreams about her Captain. She was dreaming of him slamming into her pussy slapping her face as he owned his Queen. She was so wet in her sleep. She woke up in the middle of the night wanting him so much. She slid on top of him and ran his hard sword over her wet pussy lips before pushing him inside of her pussy. She moaned out.

She wondered how long it would take for him to wake up. Her hips were moving fast on his cock slamming her pussy down on his cock hard. She was moaning out loudly her tits bouncing as she rode her Captain's sword as he slept. Her pussy was squeezing his cock.
 
He liked falling asleep this way, exactly this way, having just fucked, and fucked his queen, her draped across him, and stroking her hot little cunt, as he fell asleep reliving their day, and how spectacular she had been for him, with him, in front of their crew.

He was in deep sleep, smiling and perhaps for the first time in his life, completely content and happy. The fact he moaned in his sleep, and his hands ran over her, was a function of his dreams, of her, his wonderful wicked dreams, of fucking her....everywhere!

So, when his cock was enveloped in her wetnes, her cunt grabbing and rocking, sliding up and down, it was just an extension of his dreams, at least in his subconscious, but he had a wicked subconscious, and if his dreams needed to fuck, then by the Gods, he would fuck! And he did fuck, hard, powerful, deeply!
 
Clarabelle was surprised by his hands moving over her body with his eyes closed. He was still sleeping and moaning out as she rode his cock. He was thrusting up into her making her moan loudly. She was enjoying bouncing on his cock her pussy so wet for him. A dirty idea came to mind and she hoped it would wake him up. She slid off his cock to find some scarfs to tie him up so he would be at her mercy.

She tied both of his hands to the bed and then each of his ankles. She slid back on top of him but this time she slid his cock up her ass. She was in control of her Pirate Captain. She was thrusting hard on his cock her asshole stretching out around his sword. She hoped her King would wake up and like her switching up the power control. He was hers and she would own her Pirate Captain King in the middle of the night like no other woman had ever done.

She doubted any woman had ever control over him. He was such an Alpha and been with wenches who completely worshipped the ground he walked on and would do anything for him. She of course loved to worship her King and submit to him but sometimes she would switch things up and take control.
 
What a dream, a magical incredible dream! Never had it been so vivid, and when suddenly it stopped for a minute, he found himself reaching out, wanting more. He arched his back, even in sleep he felt her, needed her.

"Mmmmm!" He moaned and would have turned over except, for....he couldn't, he was bound, but..."OHHH FUUCCCKKK!" Her tight asshole suddenly took his cock deep inside and it was even better! This wasn't a dream ...this was a reality. His eyes opened and suddenly he was wide awake!

"OH Baby, this is a dream, this is my fantasy....I am your prisoner...abuse me,, pound me...whatever you need?" She felt incredible, and looked just as good. He loved watching her ride him, and he loved fuckng her ass, this was the best of all worlds!

"MMmmm, you know I love this, I want you to take advantage of me, only one request...I want to watch you finger your clit, while you let me pound your hot, hot ass!"
 
“Oh yeah does Captain like being at my mercy.” Clarabelle said with a mischievous grin. She liked switching things up and being in control of her King. She was slamming hard down on his cock moaning loudly. She loved how he felt deep in her asshole. She leaned down and kissed him roughly biting on his bottom lip. He brought out such a fiery and wild side of her and she loved it.

She slid off his cock. “Just because you request something doesn’t mean you get it my love.” She said. She stood at the bottom of the bed looking over her Captain. “I like this view a lot.” She said. She gripped his breasts squeezing them roughly. “Has any woman ever taken control of you? Has anyone ever been able to make the Pirate King their little bitch?” She questioned.

“I am feeling very bad I want to take complete advantage of you been tied up for me.” She said. She blindfolded him. She slid in between his legs. Her tongue was licking and tracing his asshole as her hand gripped his cock with two fans. She pumped his cock as her tongue slid into his asshole. She felt with her Captain she wanted to explore and try new things.
 
His heart was pounding, the adrenaline coursing as he pulled at the ties. He couldn't believe he had awoken to this, nor how much he liked it, reveled in it!!! She was a goddess, his goddess! “Oh yeah does Captain like being at my mercy.” He wouldn't say it, only grunted, but he did, her own sexual needs as strong as his, he loved the momentary juxtaposition. He wanted more, wanted to see what she would do, wanted her to be as filthy and dirty as she could imagine.

He had asked for a show, her fingers on her cunt as she drove up and down on his cock with her incredible ass! “Just because you request something doesn’t mean you get it my love.” He moaned, as he wanted back in her ass, but he also wanted a show. "Please baby, my Queen, spread those legs for your Captain, I want that slutty cunt, I need that tight ass!"

She only smirked, toying and edging him, FUCK what a woman! “Has any woman ever taken control of you? Has anyone ever been able to make the Pirate King their little bitch?” He laughed, "I am no one's bitch, but if I were it could only be you...NO, fuck no, no woman has ever controlled me...none ever could but my Queen, my whore, my soon to be wife!...But now what? You've got me...my cock is hard and ready, throbbing with need for you...now what?"

His eyes, his body, were on fire, not all the time, but occassioonally, as a surprise, he was absolutely loving her grabbing the reins, such a sexy, feisty bitch! “I am feeling very bad I want to take complete advantage of you been tied up for me.” He spread his legs and looked down and arched his brow, would she dare violate him? Between them their would be no rules other than ecstacy! She crawled up and he was blindfolded. "You naughty, fucking cunt!" He praised her, then he felt the tickle of her long hair on his muscular thighs, her breath on his balls. "What is my whore going to do to her Captain?" Suddenly her delicate hand had his cock and her tongue was rimming and then pointing and pressing in to his asshole.

He arched his back, flexed every muscle, it felt incredible, "OH FUCK...fucking yes..." He bent his legs up, spread wider, "You are the nastiest, sluttiest whore ever...Fuck, fuck, FUCK....I love you!!! Take me!"
 
“Oh yes you would be only my bitch.” Clarabelle laughed. She was eyeing him like he was her prey. “Shh my love I have many plans for you don’t worry nothing too bad.” She said placing her finger on his lips. She would have never had the confidence to be in control before meeting him. He had unleashed a fiery sex goddess from her when he took her virginity. She knew there would be many things she would do with him that she had never expected herself to be able to.

He arched his back as she was tonguing his asshole and working his cock with her small, feminine hands. She knew she was driving him crazy from his response. Her tongue wriggled around inside of his asshole as she pumped him harder. She slid her tongue from his asshole. “Maybe when we go to shore might have to find special toy so I can real take you.” She said grinning at him. She wondered how he would feel about her being interested in really taking his asshole with more than her tongue.

She traced his asshole and then her tongue trailed to his balls. She licked his balls and then went back to asshole. She slid one hand from his cock to spread his asshole. She began darting her tongue in and out of his asshole as her hand worked his cock.
 
He couldn't believe how turned on he was.“Oh yes you would be only my bitch.” Clarabelle laughed. She was eyeing him like he was her prey. “Shh my love I have many plans for you don’t worry nothing too bad.”Never would the mighty captain ever entertained this with any other woman, but with her, he wanted it, wanted everything, he would deny nothing to her or himself!

"YES, YES, YESSS...My sexy whore, I will do anything with you, even be your bitch. In our bedroom the only rule is total trust and pushing each other...Fuck, I love you so much!" Her tongue was expert in its exploration and fucking of his ass. God she was a slut, his slut, and he was crazy for her. He lifted, he wanted her to jerk him off, while her tongue fucked his ass. The sensations were incredible, he felt amazing.

"Oh Fuck yes, fuck your Captain's ass, show me how slutty and depraved you will get for me, my body is yours, but I need to cum, and I want your tongue deep in my ass while I do, while I pain your body with my cum!" He was grinding on her tongue and thrusting, closer and closer, amazing, so, so good, and then he screamed, "OH FUUUCCCKKKK YESSSSS!!!!!!!" As he blew, and blew...and blew for her...
 
“Just imagine what your crew would think. The big bad Pirate Captain being the Queen’s bitch.” Clarabelle said with a laugh. She loved he was letting her do this to him. He could break free if he really wanted to and didn’t like what she was doing to him. She loved him so much and him being so open and willing to do anything for her made her love him even more. She liked that they both challenged and pushed each other.

“Shh your talking too much all I want is to hear you moaning and grunting as I own you.” She said. She slapped his ass hard. Her tongue was buried up his asshole as she was jerking his cock. She wanted to make him cum so hard. She was enjoying being in control of him so much. She could tell he was getting closer and closer.

Her tongue was wriggling around in his asshole and she squeezed at his balls with one hand as the other pumped him. He started to cum all over her hand. “Scream for my name Captain. Let everyone know who owns your pleasure.” She said.
 
He laughed, "Yes, they'd be shocked, except they have seen you in action, and they would all sell their souls to switch places." He didn't care, he answered to no one, only he had to understand, and he did. True love and passion required a single fundamental element, TRUST. This was play, but he trusted her, with everything!

She playfully chastised him, but he barely heard her, "Oh Fuck Clarabelle, that is so good...I am yours..." He raised his body, spread wide, wanting her to take him, own him and give pleasure beyond even his depraved imagination.

She wanted him to scream, it was an easy ask, he couldn't have stopped if he wanted to? He didn't. "Oh YESSS! My Queen, my love...fuck me, take me, own me...CLARABELLE, MY GORGEOUS WICKED CLARABELLE....YESS!!!!" He had hollared, screamed and now, her tongue deep in his ass, he came, firing his spout in the air like Moby Dick, making it rain with his cum rain all over her and him!
 
Clarabelle loved hearing her Captain screaming out for her. His cum was spraying all over. He covered both of them in his cum. “Did my Captain like his Queen taking control?” She asked. She started to untie him. She kissed him passionately before moving over his body and licking up his cum. “I am such a nasty little whore taking advantage of you in the middle of the night, but I don’t think you mind too much me using your body.” She said.

Both of their bodies were sticky and sweaty. She rested her head against his chest snuggling up to him. “I love my King so much!” She said. She had surprised even herself by taking control of him and enjoying it so very much. Everything she had done since she met him had surprised her. He had brought sides out of her that she didn’t even know she had.

She could let out her inner sexual goddess with him and do things she could never imagine doing with someone else. "I can't wait to be your wife My Captain." She said. She kissed him with such love and passion. She really couldn't imagine being without him which was completely different to how she felt originally about him. She had despised the man who attacked her father's ship and then kidnapped her. He had stole her heart and she was his willing victim.
 
How she made his body feel was incredible, amazing, and now she had teased and teased, been his filth, nasty whore, his perfect lover, and when she finally pushed him over, he exploded. Never had he cum, neither in intensity nor volume, as he did with her. Proudly coated in his cum, she licked her man clean, enjoying his taste and her handiwork.

“I love my King so much!” She untied him and he held her. "And I love and am crazy about my Queen. I never thought I would consider having a woman do that to me, but I liked it, that is a game I would like to play again. I trust you, and would gladly give you total control, nobody could ever make me feel like you do my love, I want us to push ourselves completely!"

He didn't mind being vulnerable, he loved her tongue and had loved her ass play. He would even let her fuck him, but that was the exception, the rule would be his big cock being used in every hole of his queen, over and over, making sure her body was never left wanting. He had thought she was so proper, but she was the most voracious and insatiable lover a man could have. He could feel his cum on her skin, but he loved it, loved marking her, and in a few days they would be officially wed.

He fell asleep, holding her, dreaming wicked dreams of them doing obscenely wonderful things. Suddenly he was awoken abruptly, "A ship, a ship...a British war ship...Aye, everyone to your stations we will be within canon shot in less than a half hour and they are chasing us!"
 
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