The Captain & The Beauty (CLOSED)

Clarabelle smiled hearing him confess he was crazy for his Queen. She knew he loved her like he had never loved anyone. She liked being a woman who drove him crazy and challenged like no other ever had. “I like owning you just like you own me. I like all of our dirty games and just want to keep exploring with you.” She said.

Who would have thought such an angelic virgin would turn into a freaky little whore so easily? She was meant to be with him and that is why her true self could come out so easily with him. He was the one for her and she was made for him. No one would but her could tame this Captain.

She couldn’t wait to be his wife and then maybe one day not so soon be the mother of his children. She yawned and then kissed him softly before snuggling down next to him. “Goodnight my love.” She said. She fell asleep peacefully in his arms. She was awoken by the shouting about an attack.

She jumped out of bed and slide on a long white dress. “My Captain what do you want me to do?” She asked as she gathered his clothing and helped him get dressed to go to lead his crew.
 
The call was one he had heard many times before, but never had he had a woman he loved and wanted to protect. A half hour was not much time and he needed to quickly move and figure out their options, which ultimately came down to fight or flight, and there was a time and a place for each.

She moved quickly, as did he. When he turned around he was stunned by how effortlessly beautiful she looked. “My Captain what do you want me to do?” She helped him get ready and he took her in his arms for one last kiss. He opened a drawer and pulled out a knife which was incredibly short and deadly, with a dipped poison tip, yet small enough she could keep it concealed in her hand.

"You have a few minutes, but keep this with you. If you are willing I would like you on the helm with me, dressed just as you are, as you will inspire us all to protect our queen! But keep this knife and use it as you need to protect yourself. I need to see the ship and its pace, I don' know if we can outrun or want to, all I know is the thought of you, will make me solely focused on returning to you and marrying you!"
 
Captain kissed Clarabelle with such passion. She watched him pull out a knife from his drawer. She took the knife from him. “My love I would walk through hell and back by your side there is no place I would rather be than by your side as you go into battle.” She said. She kissed him roughly. “We go up there together and you show them who they are messing with. They don’t know my Captain will do anything to keep me safe.” She said. She hid the knife in her small feminine hand and walked with him up onto deck.

She could see that a few of the crew members were surprised to see her joining their Captain up on deck ready to face whatever was coming. She leaned in and whispered to him “after we win I want you to take me back to our cabin and impregnate me.”
 
He took her in his arms and kissed her, she looked so beautiful, he hated to think if he was killed, how she might be treated. “My love I would walk through hell and back by your side there is no place I would rather be than by your side as you go into battle....We go up there together and you show them who they are messing with. They don’t know my Captain will do anything to keep me safe.” He held her a moment longer, "That I would and I will fight to the death if I need to, but if we are ever caught, I will most likely die in the fight. My love, you must disavow me, the Gods and I know your real heart, but you will be raped and sold into slavery if they think you willingly gave yourself to me....and I do not want that...or we can die together....but not now, not tonight...."

She leaned in and whispered, “after we win I want you to take me back to our cabin and impregnate me.” He pulled her even tighter, "You are ready...you want to have our baby? What a lucky baby he will be...to be born from between your gorgeous thighs, and nurture from your breasts...for no man know those spots like I, and I know how truly fortunate our baby will be!"

When the Captain and Clarabelle went up top, he could see the lanterns from the huge English ship well in the distance. They weren't coming directly towards them. He also noticed a bit of fog that made their lanterns flicker in the distance. "Lanterns out! Candles and fire doused!" He bellowed. This was an interesting option, with their lights out, and with the smaller more nimble ship, they were nearly invisible.

"My love, we have an option, if we so choose I believe we could tack starboard and outrun them in the fog, or...we might be able to sneak up on thm and by taking a large arc, come in and cripple them from behind. Their ship is far more powerful than ours, but we are fast and nimble and they undoubtedly have great wealth and fine food and drink on board, perhaps other treasures. This is your night my queen, do you wish we attack and rob, or escape into the night and pick a smaller boat, a less powerful enemy to plunder and take?"
 
Clarabelle really hoped she wouldn’t have to disavow him. She didn’t want to be with anyone but her Captain. Being kidnapped the once by him was more than enough for her. Hearing him say what could happen to her if he died if she didn’t disown her Captain scared her. She didn’t want to be anyone’s slave. She would rather die with him then disavow. She loved him so much and couldn’t live her life without him.

“My love I would love nothing more than to give you an heir. I want you to impregnate me. Fill me up with your cum and watch my breast and belly grow.” She said only loudly enough for him to hear. She really wanted him to be the father of her child. She loved him so deeply. She was worried about what could happen, but she believed in her Captain.

She knew he was a fierce leader and with her by his side he was even stronger. They were a powerful team. “We are not cowards my love will we not run away. We will face this ship and battle them and come out victorious. You have me to fight for. We will attack and rob. There is no other answer Captain.” She said. Her Captain was not a coward and if he was, she would never be able to be with the man. She loved him for being a strong alpha who was brave and not scared of anything. She wanted to watch him defeat the other ship so badly.
 
The Captain was no coward, far from it, but he was not foolish and blood thirsty. He was careful not to put his crew in unwanted peril, and there were times it was smart to engage, and times when it was smart to live to fight and steal another day when the advantage was more in his favor.

If it was the light of day it would have been reckless and fool hard to chase the massive british ship, their canons alone had twice the distance capability of his, but this was not the light of day, and he would and could get on top of them before they ever knew what had hit them. It was midnight, and he would take a wide birth and chase and approach them through the fog. If his calculations were correct they would close at 4 AM when the British ship was all but fast asleep.

"Starboard 40 degrees, we will attack from the south, stay in the fog until the very last. All but me and three hands, go to bed, get some sleep, we will wake you at three to ready the ship for attack...NO RUM!" He turned to Clarabelle, "You may sleep too my love, once we are underway, I will come and fill you with seed...the first of many plantings....I cannot wait to watch you grow ripe with our child!"
 
“Are you sure? Do you not want me by your side?” Clarabelle asked him. She stroked his beard looking into his eyes. She leaned in and kissed him passionately. “I will have the dirtiest of dreams of you My Captain.” She said. She kissed him again with such passion and heat. She really wanted to give him an heir. She loved him like crazy. "I can't wait for you to wake me with your sword and fill me with you seed." She said. She smiled at him tossing her hair back before walking away her ass shaking as she did. She went back to the cabin and curled up on their bed.

She fell asleep dreaming about her Captain. She was moaning out in her dreams her Captain slamming his cock deep in her tight, wet pussy. Her body wriggling around her nipples hard poking out of her dress. Her dirty dream was so intense and her body felt such pleasure.
 
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She stroked his beard, “Are you sure? Do you not want me by your side?” He smiled and kissed her so hard! "Oh sexiy I always want you, but I want you in my bed, and in case anything happens tonight, I want one more chance to put my baby in your belly!" He ran his hands from her waist, and down over and gripping her ass. She knew how bad he wanted her always!

Once she was gone, he put his plan into action, slipping their ship directly into the dense fog, and then sailing by compass to where he had calculated the British ship's direction and speed. He could have calculated wrong, but he almost never did, and soon he would prove he wasn't wrong now either. They had almost three hours until they would catch the English ship, and so he left orders to get him if anything changed, but otherwise he had almost an hour and a half to enjoy Clarabelle.

When he reentered their cabin he heard her moaning his name and smiled, he knew she was having sexual dreams and he liked that even when she was sleeping she was dreaming and her mind, body and soul were wanting him. He stripped naked and walked to the bed she looked incredible in her nightgown. He crawled into bed and turned her over roughly, putting his hand over her mouth, her eyes opening and at first scared and then seeing it was him. "Shhh, your captain is going to fuck his quen, hard, hopefully twice...let's try to make a baby!"
 
Clarabelle was awoken when she was roughly turned over. She felt a hand against her mouth. She couldn’t see much with it being so dark. She screamed out against his hand scared it was a crew member from the ship that they were going to battle with. She looked over her shoulder and could somewhat make out his face in the darkness and when she heard his voice she relaxed knowing it was her Captain and not some brute who wanted to rape her.

“Fuck me Captain.” She mumbled out against his hand. She rolled her nightgown up to her waist. She arched her back pushing out her ass. Her wet pussy on show for her Captain. She wanted to feel him deep inside of her tight little cunt. She wanted him to fuck her so hard and deep. She couldn’t wait to feel his seed explode deep inside of her. She wanted to be his breeding little Queen bitch so much. She wanted to give him an heir.

"Thrust that big sword in me please." She said his hand still over her mouth so the words came out mumbled. She wanted to be the only who would ever who would grow round with his baby. She knew a lot of his past wenches would of loved to be in that position but she was the only one who was special enough for him to breed.
 
He knew he had startled her, he saw the fire in her eyes, and he took comfort that no man would take her without a fight! He had given her the knife that if she had to, she could fight or if necessary take her own life, rather than be captured. However, he had every intention of protecting and living a long, happy and thrilling life together!

Then as she recognized it was her Captain, her king who was in bed with her, and the temper and fury were replaced with the passion only they could manifest in each other. He heard her garbled, yet irresistible invite, “Fuck me Captain.” He sat back on his heels, his sword erect and pointing at her as she rolled up her nightgown, and availed her wet pussy and incredible body to him. "Oh I plan to my love..." He leaned over and rubbed her sculpted abdomen, "You will be even more beautiful when your belly is ripe with our baby, your breasts full of sweet milk....I can't wait to plant my seed into your womb...I love you more than life Clarabelle, you are my life!"

She was more than ready as she mumbled through his hand, her voice now sultry and needy. "Thrust that big sword in me please." He rocked forward and his cock naturally found and took her opening, they groaned as he slipped deep inside her, finally, bumping his cock against her cervix. He finally removed his hand to kiss her. He thrusted in and out, kissing her passionately. "Fuck me my Queen....let's make a baby, our baby...." He kissed her passionately and fucked her harder and deeper with every glorious thrust!
 
Clarabelle was loyal and devoted to her Captain. If any man tried to take her for their own, they would get an even harder fight than her Captain had gotten when he had kidnapped her. He was rubbing his hand up against her flat stomach. She smiled hearing him talk about how beautiful she would look with a round belly carrying his child.

“I love you my Captain. I bet you can’t wait to suckle on my breasts.” She said. She knew he was possessive over her and that he would be greedy and want to suckle on her sweet milk. She was really excited about him impregnating her. She loved him dearly and wanted to bare him a son to carry on his legacy.

He slid his cock deep inside her soaking wet pussy. He was slamming his cock deep into her. She moaned loudly thrusting on his cock. Her pussy was squeezing his cock tightly. She kissed him back fiercely. “Ah yeah Captain I am gonna give you a son. Fill me up with your seed. Give me what I deserve.” She said. Her nails were scratching his back as they made passionate love.
 
He admired her body, as he imagined her ripe with their baby, somehow he knew she would give him the son he coveted and then a daughter to spoil! “I love you my Captain. I bet you can’t wait to suckle on my breasts.” He nodded, "I do, I want to suck your teets, and drink of your milk, just as you so gloriously suck and swallow my cream!"

If not tonight, he knew they soon would make a baby, he never felt better than he did deep inside her cunt, and although he loved every position, there was something powerful about towering over her, her legs spread wide for him, staring at her incredible body arch and enjoy being thoroughly fucked! It was in such a position he knew he would sire a fine, handsome son...and that lucky boy would also get to enjoy the gorgeous body of his stunningly beautiful mother!

Her cunt was soaking wet, but gripping him tightly, squeezing and expecting his cum. “Ah yeah Captain I am gonna give you a son. Fill me up with your seed. Give me what I deserve.” He felt her nails dig in, and loved it. Both of their bodies arching and thriving at their incredible passion. "Mine...I love you are mine...and you, only you, would ever bare my children...our babies....take this...." He grabbed her thighs and lifted her, firing round after round of his seed, coating her womb, lifting her body to let her garden be filled in his seed....

"Captain...Captain...come quick, the ship is nearly within shot..." He heard and looked down..."I love you Clarabelle...I love fucking you...and tonight, I will make you and our baby...very, very rich!"
 
Clarabelle would bare him an heir and many more children. She had child baring hips and the might of his sword would definitely impregnate her sooner or later. She would carry his child proudly. He was so deep inside of her making her moan loudly with pleasure. Oh, how she loved her Captain fucking her! She was so happy to have found her one and only. He was the only man who had ever experienced her body and he was the only one she ever wanted to be owned by for the rest of her life.

Her tight little cunt was milking him. She wanted his seed deep inside of her. Her nails were clawing him and marking what was hers. They were full of hot and intense lust and passion for each other. Their love was so intense. “Fill me with your seed please my King. Fill me up!” She cried out. He gripped her thighs lifting them as he exploded deep inside of her. She closed her eyes screaming out in pleasure. She loved how his cum felt deep inside of her.

Her body was trembling as she orgasmed with her Captain. Her cunt gripping hold of him possessively not wanting to let him go. She was slowly coming down from her orgasm when they were interrupted by a crew member. “I love you. Go make me and your unborn son proud. I will clean myself up then join you.” She said leaning up kissing his lips. She helped her Captain quickly dress to go lead his crew.

She then started to clean herself up and pulled her nightgown back in place ready to go stand by her Captain’s side. She would always be by his side and give them fire to overcome anything. She wondered what sight she would be welcomed by as she made her way up onto the deck.
 
Towering over her, pounding into her, he was so in lust and in love. Her gorgeous body below him, he pounded deeper and deeper inside of her. This was exactly what he needed, making his body feel so alive, and even more importantly let him know exactly what he was fighting for, his woman, her pussy, and his future child and their life together!

"Yes, yes, YESSS!!!!" He felt her body quack and milk him, and his body gripped by her nails, not hurting him, but possessing him, making sure he would carry her markings and love into his adventures. His body tensed and his cock thrusted and spasmed, pulling his seed from deep in his balls, and now showering and painting her womb with his seed, thick and filled with his baby making batter. "Oh, I love you my Queen... l take your love with me, as it is all the inspiration I need."

He planned a very long and exciting life together, and as he kissed her goodbye, he knew she would soon be at his side. Up top he peered into the thick, pea soup, fog, and then faintly he saw the British ships light. They were close, even closer than he hoped. "All hands to statitions...we fire and fire, three rounds, that should cripple the ship...and then we board....we are taking only treasures and food, no prisoners, and the ship must be burned, we cannot have any survivors!"

His men armed the cannons, and were ready to throw the grappling hooks and nes on command, suddenly he felt her hand on his shoulder, and turned and kissed her, oh so passionately, and then his love in his arms he screamed the command..."FIRE!!!!"
 
Clarabelle was full of her Captain’s cum. She could feel his cum dripping down her inner thighs as she walked up onto deck. She moved behind her Captain and touched his shoulder. He turned and kissed her passionately. He took her into his arms and commanded the crew to fire. He had waited for his Queen to join him. She loved that her man was such a dangerous and powerful Captain.

“Seeing you lead an attack my Captain is turning me on so very much.” She leaned in and whispered to him stroking his manly chest. She was proud to be his. She was this furious Pirate Captain's Queen and soon would be his wife and the mother of his heir. She couldn't believe how much her life had changed and how their relationship had started. She had loathed the man but now was madly and deeply in love with him.
 
He took her into his arms as he commanded his guns to fire. It felt so right to have his gorgeous woman in his arms, he loved how fierce she was. “Seeing you lead an attack my Captain is turning me on so very much.” He watched his first volley of canon balls largely hit their mark. "Just watch, watch how I fight for you, how I kill for you!"

He knew the first shot had done severe damage, you could hear the screams and see the fire. The next shot might just cripple her entirely, "Ready the next shot, and then on my command we will mount on the hind starboard quarter, be ready to assault!" The cannons were ready and as soon as they were, once again, he yelled, "FIRE!!!!" His plan had worked to perfection, not a cano had been fired in return, he was not in range from the angle he had attacked.

"Twenty degrees west, throw the hooks on my command!" In less than 5 minutes, guns were being fired, but to little avail as their ship was burning and many, many were wounded...he pulled her in, "I will be back...and we will be far, far richer!" He then gave her one more passionate kiss farewell and led his men on board, a pistol in one hand his sword in the other....
 
“Oh, Captain you drive me crazy. I love you so much and want you deep inside of me all of the time.” Clarabelle growled into his ear. He made her such a wild and insatiable whore. If she could she would live on his cock. Her pussy was soaking wet. She loved how dangerous he was. She was so proud to be his Queen. She stood by his side watching him destroy the other ship. He kissed her a passionate farewell before heading off to pillage the ship. “I love you my Captain go empty out that ship then come fill your Queen with cum over and over again.” She said. She watched her King go off and take over the ship. She was so horny waiting for him to come back to her. She wanted to ride his cock until sunrise. She loved her Captain and sooner or later she would be given him an heir.
 
The Captain leaped off the ship and unto the British ship that for a short time would be tethered to their own, but they must be quick! The wounded ships was going to go down quickly in less than two hours it would be sunk.

At first there was no resistance, but the Captain knew not to take this for granted. Somewhere, he knew not where exactly, they would formulate a fight although their likelihood of success was slim and none.

Once on board, his men went door to door in the officers quarters and meeting rooms, the ship was well fortified, the fog had given them a rare chance to wound such a magnificent ship. This ship had been to war itself, as their were spanish and french gold coins along with British gold and sterling...there were also women on Board, which was a surprise.

The Captain let his men have their freedom to enjoy the women, they had 20 minutes to enjoy them as much as they could, most women were taken two at a time....while the Captain was not a fan of such tactics, he knew he must let his men enjoy the spoils of victory.

It was as he found the British Admiral’s quarters, they finally felt the heat of the muskets. The Captain was the first through the door and closed quickly, the two men with him, one on each side, were not as lucky and were shot and fatally wounded. The Captain’s sword took one gunmen, while his knife took the other, soon they were in a brief hand to had combat, until the Captain quickly overtook the admiral and skewered him through.

At some point, the Captain had taken a knife to his shoulder which opened a wound that was bleeding badly. He ripped off hei shirt and tied a tight bandage to hold the wound. However, the fight was over, and in the Admirals Quarters he found the large chests filled with nearly 50 pounds of gold, a King’s fortune.

The Captain knew he must take no prisoners nor allow any witnesses who could testify as to who had committed this high crime. They barely got off the ship in time, but the Captain was weak and had lost a lot of blood, as he climbed back on board. They had stolen great riches, but the price was high. He barely made it to his cabin, and when he opened the door, he knew he would not make it to his bed. He saw his love, “Clarabelle, get the….” He collapsed before he was able to ask for the medic.
 
Clarabelle watched her Captain taking over the ship for a while before going back to their cabin. She waited for him to return to her. She hoped he would come back safe and they could make love the rest of the night. She loved him so deeply and would be distraught if anything ever happened to him. She held her belly thinking the future heir she would provide him.

She fell asleep waiting for him. She was awoken when her Captain came through the door. He was very unstable on his feet. She got up onto her feet to come help him to the bed but then he fell to the floor. She rushed to him and somehow found the strength to pull him up and move him to the bed. She saw him bleeding out and it scared.

She didn’t care about the riches all she cared about was him. “Someone get the medic.” She screamed. She stayed by his side. “Don’t you dare leave me.” She said looking down at him passed out. She leaned down and kissed his forehead. “I love you I can’t lose you.” She whispered.
 
The Captain was delirious. The injury should not be fatal, but he had lost a lot of blood, and the chance of infection was always rampant if the medics couldn't stitch him up, and get alcohol on the wound to sterilize it. He thought he could hear her, “Don’t you dare leave me.”

His heart was pounding and he needed to have that slowed. She got him into bed, leaned in and kissed his forehead, he didn't want to leave her, his men had left him alone to fight them all, and now he was in this position. She kissed his forehead, “I love you I can’t lose you.” Somehow his eyes flickered, and he smiled. "Just hold me my love, a cool rag, let the medics and the medicine woman work their magic...trust them...I do...but don't leave me...please don't leave me..."

Suddenly he smelled the incense, and he felt the blade go into his arm...the magic woman had a primitive opium to take the edge off the pain...and then they poured the alcohol on the wound....the pain was incredible...but the Captain said nothing...and then as the needle went into his arm to stitch the wound he passed out...but he knew she had him...he did not want to leave her...he had only just found her!
 
Clarabelle was so scared but keeping it together. She didn’t want him to see her crumble because it wouldn’t help him. She saw his eyes flickering and he smiled. She sighed in relief. She grabbed a cool rag and held it to his forehead. He had a very high fever. “My love I will never leave you.” She said. She kissed his lips softly. “And I will not allow you to leave me.” She said.

The medics and the medicine woman finally arrived. She was annoyed the crew had taken so long to get them. She stayed by his side and held his hand. She wouldn’t leave his side. She watched him pass out from the pain. She didn’t let go of his hand as they worked on him. They finished their care and told her she needed too look over him.

She stayed by his side watching over him. She did not sleep all night. In the early hours in the morning she started to give her Captain a bed bath. She took her time washing down his manly and muscular body. She was worried for him and really hoped he would be okay. Her hands slid down his chest and began washing his mighty sword.
 
He was somewhere between conscious, unconscious and death, it could have gone anyway. Het felt the warm burrn of the opium derivative and the relief from the pain, and that was enough to slightly clear the fog.

His mouth was dryer than dust, and he had zero strength. Yet he felt warrm, comforted, and for the first time in his life in this type of situation, oddly at peace. He felt her touch of the cool rag on his forehead, but then he passed out.

He did not know how long he had been passed out, but something was happening. Not even awake he felt himself moan. He opened his eyes and there she was his sword in her hand. He did not have the strength to move, yet he felt, and oh how he felt!

"My love....oh please don't stop" He moaned, her hands on him were too good. "Please be naked for me....make me cum...I need to feel my body react to you...."
 
“I am so glad you are awake but please just lay back and let me please my Pirate King.” Clarabelle said. She was glad he was strong enough to open his eyes, but she didn’t want him moving too much he needed to recover from the battle. She moved up his body and kissed his lips softly her hand now gripping his cock not washing anymore. She slid off the bed and stripped down naked for her Captain. “Relax close your eyes just let your body respond to my touch.” She said. She moved between his legs. Her tongue trailed over his cock licking his sword softly. She slid his cock between her breasts and wrapped them tightly around his cock. She bounced her tits around his hard cock.
 
He couldn't have gotten up if he wanted to. Which he did, the last thing he ever wanted to be with her was an invalid. But that was not how she made him feel. Beaten and a bit closer to death than life, she made him feel all man!

“I am so glad you are awake but please just lay back and let me please my Pirate King.” He winced, but did not want her to stop. Should he die, he wanted to die with her, but this would not be that moment.

She was gentle, loving, nurturing, but she also knew he needed more. “Relax close your eyes just let your body respond to my touch.” She went down between his legs, first lathering his cock with her tongue and saliva. "Mmmm..." He moaned. Next she caressed his saliva covered hardness with her tits. His body could not resist her, even if it took his last drop of blood he got big and hard for her.

He suddenly remembered, "Bring me my shirt ..." She looked at him, really? "He smiled weakly, "....you never thought I would interrupt that did you...trust me, I want you to come back." She got the shirt it was torn with blood matted through, but he reached inside the small, chest pocket and took the ring that had made him vulnerable to this attack.

"This is for you...the most beautiful ring, for the most beautiful woman...this is how I should have asked the first time....will you still marry me?"
 
Clarabelle’s Captain’s sword was rock hard for her. She loved how hard she made him. She knew she owned this cock and no woman had ever tamed this sword like she could. He asked for his shirt and she raised her eyebrows at him confused. Why would he want his shirt when she was giving a tit fuck? “Well you are concerning me you have banged your head too much and gone crazy asking me to stop.” She said laughing. She slid off the bed and got his shirt. She brought him his shirt wondering what so important about this shirt to stop her pleasing him.

He went into his pocket and brought out a beautiful ring. She was stunned. “Oh Captain I love it and of course I will marry you. I am yours for better or worse and in sickness and health.” She said. She held her hand out for him to slide the ring on her finger. She was so happy that she was going to be his bride. “Now my Captain do you want these tits or my devoted mouth around your cock?” She said with a grin. She was his first and he would be her last. He was her forever and no man could ever take her heart away from him.

They were just meant to be. Fate had brought them together. She was meant to be his. She couldn’t wait to be his wife and grow round with his heir. Together there was nothing they couldn’t do. She would nurse him back to health and she knew her body would be a huge inspiration to get him back to good health.
 
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