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.
