Captured by Suzanne the Ruthless

 

You look down at the miniature painting within the pocket portrait case in your hand. The lovely image of your fiancé Jane stares up at you as the cargo ship moves on the waves. When you dock, the chest of silks and silver will be enough to impress her father and allow you to marry. He turned you away the first time, telling you to “Seek your fortune. When you are successful, you may return.”

You can hear the wealthy merchant’s words so clearly as you return on one of his ships, returning with cargoes from the same lands where you earned your coins. You imagine her soft lips against yours as you kiss the miniature before closing the gold case and replacing it back in your waistcoat as you stroll along the open deck.

A loud blast booms and a loud splash sounds near the bow of the ship.

A voice calls across the waves, “Heave to and prepare to be boarded!”

You look to one of the deck hands, “Are we going to fight?”

He shakes his head “Best you head below. Guard your belongings. They might just take cargo and go.”

“You cannot be serious.” You say as you are shocked that a merchant vessel might just hand over its cargo to pirates.

“Don’t stand there. Get below.” He says as he and a number of crew men appear to be loosening the sails.

Quickly you head to your cabin. Once inside you draw your dagger and stand in front of the chest for your fiancé. You feel the ship slow, and there are loud thumps on the deck above you along with voices yelling commands.

There are creaks and the rattle of chains as holds are opened. “It’s most likely the cowardly crew allowing filthy pirates to steal what they want.” You say to yourself, firmly gripping the handle of your blade.

A commanding voice says “Search for more. Maybe we can ransom a captive or two.”

“Ye ‘eard the Cap’n. Search the ship.” A masculine voice responds.

Doors bang open, and you hear the yells as the other passengers are pulled on deck.

The door to your cabin slams open as a swarthy man wearing a headscarf, with a hoop earring and a cutlass looks at you. “Drop the knife and come ‘ere.” He yells.

You threateningly point your dagger, “No. You’ll have to kill me first.”

“ ‘Ave it your way.” He says with an evil grin moving closer with his broad blade.

“What’s all that yelling?” A voice yells down.

“ ‘E says ‘e wants to fight, Cap’n.” the pirate facing you yells, still smiling.

“Keep him there. Let me look at him.” The commanding voice says.

“ Aye, aye, Cap’n” the pirate says still pointing his blade towards you.

You hear boots thump down the stairs leading to the passenger deck.

“Where’s this troublemaker?” That voice now has a more feminine tone to it, but still exudes command.

“Right ‘ere, Cap’n.” The pirate answers and backs out of the doorway.

A tall woman wearing boots that come up to her knees, tight leggings, with a white shirt and dark vest, showing more cleavage than you’ve ever seen from Jane. You groin tingles. It must be excitement and fear as you realize you are facing the legendary Suzanne the Ruthless.

She rests her hands on her shapely hips as she smiles at you. “So little man, what are you so willing to die for?”

“You’ll never take me or the chest for my beloved Jane.” You bravely say as you point your dagger at her and try to ignore the tightness of your pants.

She glances down at your groin and grins, then sees the chest behind you.

“Is that the chest you’re protecting?” She laughs, steps back. “Bind him and take him to my cabin. The chest too.”

Before you can react the pirate from earlier comes in along with another one. They quickly grab your wrists, forcing the knife from your hand. It clatters on the deck, as you feel the rough texture of the rope on your skin while they bind your wrists tight, then carrying you over his shoulder as if you were a sack of potatoes. The other one carries Jane’s chest.

You hear Captain Suzanne tell the merchant ship captain, “I’m taking this one for ransom. Tell the owner of the ship that he owes me 500 Crowns for this young man or I’ll keep him as my slave.”

You bounce on his shoulder as he carries you across the gang way connecting the two ships. You see the crew of the pirate shop stowing and putting newly plundered cargo down into the hold.

You are carried into a cabin that is mostly a large bed, and a few storage chests along the hull. The bed feels solid as you are tossed onto it. Your wrists still bound behind you. “Now you stay there. The Cap’n will treat ya good. If ya cause trouble, then she’ll give you to us.” He says with a grin, licking his lips hungrily as he looks down your body. What had been excitement is now replaced by only fear. But your manhood is still firm. The fear has you harder than you’ve ever been. This swarthy pirate notices your bulge and smiles broadly. “Yeah, it’s probably a good thing Cap’n wants ya. More than a few o’ us would eat ya alive.” He then backs away as you see the other one carry in your chest for Jane, placing it near the door, before they close it.

You try to get your wrists free but the bindings are tight and you can’t see how they are tied. You lie on your stomach and try to work your wrists. The ship moves underneath you. ‘They’re underway now’ you quickly think. Your heart beats harder as you feel like there is no escape now.

Soon she comes in, locking the door behind her. “So my little troublemaker. You were willing to die for this chest?” She opens it up, and runs her fingers through the silver items, then pulls out a section of silk. “Mmmm this feels so good.” She takes it, walks to the bed and softly rubs it across your lips and cheeks. It is soft and smooth. You bite your lip trying to hide how good it feels to you.

“Don’t you like how the feels? This would make such a wonderful undergarment. It is so smooth and soft. Perfect for rubbing and caressing sensitive areas.”

“That is to be for her wedding gown.” You defiantly say finally finding your voice.

“A wedding gown? Such a waste. I think I could put it to better uses.”

She stands up, removes her vest and shirt and then rubs the section of cloth between her firm breasts. You see her nipples harden as she defiles the cloth with her touch.

“It feels so good, rubbing it between and around. Don’t you agree?” Her voice has a low, almost musical tone to it now. You are still aroused, but you don’t know if it is because of fear, anger, or the excitement of seeing her bare chest in such a wanton display. Your hard penis presses against the firm bed. You look away and close your eyes.

“I’m tired of staring at your back.” She says. With unexpected strength, she pulls you from the bed and stands you up. Shockingly she loosens the loop around one wrist, while holding the other one firmly. She passes the rope through an iron loop in the ceiling then secures your wrist again. It was done so skillfully and confidently, you are surprised and belatedly realize you could have tried to escape. But it’s too late now.

She steps back, bends down, and removes your shoes. Without the heels of your shoes you now stand on your toes as your arms are kept above you.

She steps back and smiles “That’s better. Now I can see of you are worth the trouble, or if I should let my crew have their way with you.”

Before you can comment, she draws a knife and cuts the buttons from your shirt, then your belt, and then the fasteners of your trousers. Your shirt hangs open as your trousers fall to the floor. Your manhood is erect again, making a tent in your undershorts. She smiles. “How lovely.” She steps closer, picking up the section of silk again and slowly rubs it along your chest. In an almost purr, she asks, “Do you know what I like about young men? Their bodies are so smooth, and delightful.” Between the silk rubbing your chest and her voice, you feel aroused. She stands taller than you as she moves closer and kisses your cheek. “Yes, your skin is so smooth.”

She kisses you as you feel the silk move down your body. Her lips are surprisingly soft and warm. She presses them harder against your mouth than Jane ever did.

She pulls down your undershorts and rubs the silk along your hard shaft. “Mmmm does your ‘beloved Jane’ know what you have down here?” she asks as she strokes you harder.

You pull on your restraints, but the rope holds tight.

She purrs in your ear. “Don’t you like me? Aren’t you enjoying this?”

With a burst of courage you reply, “No you filthy strumpet. My pure Jane would never do such things.”

The pirate captain laughs. “Is that what you think? That your innocent woman just waits at home for you. She probably longs to take you like this.”

She gets to her knees and you feel her warm lips kiss the tip of your firm member. Her tongue slowly licks from the tip down along your shaft.

“Stop” You try to protest.

You then feel her take you entirely in her mouth. It is warm and wet in a way you’ve never felt before. She softly sucks. The sensation is like nothing you’ve ever experienced. Even the professionals at the brothel never did anything like this to you. She sucks and then strokes. You look down and she smiles up at you. “I should have you finish in my mouth. Drink you down, then use you in other ways.”

“Other ways?” You nervously ask.

Before she can answer you feel your manhood pulse and shoot your seed. You feel her mouth on your tip as she sucks and licks. Her hand milking you as you fill her mouth.

She then stands up and kisses you. “I like you. I should have charged 1,000 Crowns for you.”

She walks away. “I’ll let you stay there a little longer. I want you to be ready when I use you again. Then we will see if your mouth is as good as your manhood.” The purr has returned to her voice, as she puts her shirt on again, unlocks the cabin to check on her crew. 

Leaving you hanging there, your softening shaft dripping from pleasure. “My mouth?” You confusingly ask yourself aloud as she smiles at you and closes the door.