“Good morning Captain.” She smiles.
“Miss.” You return her smile. “You slept well I trust?”
“Very well.” She replies. “And you?”
“Let’s just say I shall be glad to have the use of my bed back.” You reply, stretching your aching back. You had strung a hammock up across the room from your bed and had found it less than comfortable. “What’s that?” You ask her, eyeing the leather bound book tucked under her arm.
“Robinson Crusoe.” She replies. “It was much spoken about in London before I left. I believe it is only recently in print. You are fortunate to have found a copy.”
“Ah yes.” You smile. “I recently… borrowed it from the Captain of another vessel.”
“I see.” She frowns, perhaps having momentarily forgotten your true nature. She chews her lower lip pensively for a moment before her brown eyes meet yours. “I was curious Captain.” She adds quietly. “What would become of me if my father refused to pay my ransom?”
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“That would be quite a conundrum.” You grin. “How are you with a cutlass?”
“I’ve never held one.” She replies. You draw yours and hand it to her. She holds it, the blade swaying unsteadily as she struggles with the weight.
“First time with a weapon in your hand?” You ask, with a knowing wink to Sykes, who guffaws.
“Yes.” She replies, oblivious. “It’s so big.” Sykes laughs harder still.
“You certainly look the part.” You smile. “I think we’d make a pirate of you.”
“You tease me.” She giggles, handing you back the cutlass.
“I do, but whatever happens I’m not in the habit of allowing harm to befall innocent young women in my care. You may rest assured of that.”
“I believe you.” She replies sincerely. “You may be a pirate, but I think also a gentleman.”
“Don’t say that.” You whisper conspiratorially. “I’ll lose the respect of my crew.” She smiles sweetly at you before sashaying away, happily twirling her parasol.
That night, you lie in your hammock, shifting uncomfortably as you try to get a good night’s sleep. As you finally begin to drift off, you are stirred by a low whimper in the darkness. You glance over at your bed, the moonlight shining through the small glass panes of the aft windows and casting a latticework shadow over Abigail’s sleeping form. A nightmare no doubt. You feel a pang of guilt, pitying the poor girl. She whimpers again and it is like a dagger to your heart. What have you become? What kind of monster would abduct a young, innocent woman? You lie there in the darkness full of self-loathing. She was right about one thing: Only a few short years ago you were indeed a gentleman. A talented young officer in His Majesty’s Royal Navy, you were expected to rise rapidly through the ranks to have a command of your own. Instead, questionable choices have led you to this low point: A command, but only over a ship of scum, criminals and reprobates. Your train of thought is broken as Abigail whimpers again and your eyes widen as you watch her body shudder beneath the sheet. Your self-recriminations immediately evaporate to be replaced with excitement as you realise the true nature of her apparent distress. You can see her biting her lip in the moonlight as she stifles her moans of pleasure before she finally relaxes, her chest rising and falling rapidly beneath the sheet.
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Tia insisted that Abigail should be delivered unsullied. Resist your urges
“I guess that would be up to you.” You snap. “We could either feed you to the sharks or you could earn your own ransom on your back in the brothel.” Abigail’s eyes widen and she runs sobbing from the quarterdeck, disappearing into your cabin beneath.
“There weren’t no call for that Captain.” Anne scowls at you. You shrug your indifference to her opinion and turn your attention back to the sea.
For the remainder of your voyage, Abigail barely ventures from your cabin and is sullen and silent in your presence. You find yourself quite relieved to be rid of her as you drop anchor at Nassau and escort her to Tia’s brothel.
“Put her in the other room.” Tia tells a pair of her burlier looking girls as you present Abigail to her. They nod and grab an arm each, dragging her sobbing through the door. “Excellent Captain.” Tia smiles, turning to you. “She will command a high ransom from her father.” You glance at the door Abigail was dragged through. “She will be well treated.” Tia adds. “You have my oath on that.”
“I care not.” You reply with a nonchalant shrug. “Glad to be rid of the bitch. Now, I’ve fulfilled my end of the bargain. Time you fulfil yours.”
“I have not forgotten Captain.” Tia replies, reaching into a cupboard, pulling out a rolled up map and unfurling it before you. “The island we seek is located here.” She tells you, pointing a slender finger to a remote island to the east of the Bahamas.
“Not far.” You murmur. “With favourable weather, we might be there in days.”
“So what next?” Tia asks.
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Curious, you make your way down the steps to the deck below, stepping lightly and peering into the gloom, the darkness punctuated by the glow of a series of lanterns swinging gently from the ceiling with the gentle rocking of the ship on the waves. Moans and grunts drift towards you and at the far end of the deck, you can see several members of the crew gathered in a group. They are all in various states of undress and so preoccupied that you make your way towards them unnoticed. As you draw closer you hear the unmistakable Irish brogue of Anne from within the group.
“Yes, fuck me you dogs!” She tells them breathlessly. You move closer, peering through the bodies and finding the redhead reclining back on a crate in the centre of the group. Her boots, breeches and underwear are in a pile on the floor and her blouse has been ripped open, exposing her firm pale breasts. One burly crewman is enthusiastically slamming into her while she pumps the cocks of two others with her hands. Another presses the tip of his own member to her lips and she eagerly takes him inside, her cheeks caving in as she sucks on him. Hands paw at her body, squeezing and caressing the soft mounds of her breasts and pinching at her nipples. Others simply watch, absently stroking their cocks, patiently waiting their turn. The burly sailor’s face flushes and he roars with release as he erupts inside her. Anne moans with pleasure around the cock in her mouth. The burly man slips from her to be replaced immediately by another, his own hard cock slipping easily inside her well lubricated pussy. Her oral attentions are too much for the man with his cock in her mouth and he groans as he rapidly approaches his climax. She pulls him from her lips, her green eyes wild with lust.
“Come in my fucking mouth!” She tells him before opening her lips wide. He strokes his cock a few more times before stiffening as he climaxes, his shaft twitching in his grasp as he erupts. Pearly white come splashes across her lips and tongue and she takes him back into her mouth and sucks him dry before her tongue collects the errant drops from her lips. As the sailor steps back, his eyes meet yours before widening in recognition.
“Captain on deck!” He gasps. The sailors all glance fearfully in your direction,
“As you were.” You grin. “I was wondering what all the racket was about.”
“Come to join us captain?” The burly sailor grins.
“Yes captain,” Anne purrs, her face glistening with perspiration and her fiery red mane dishevelled, “Show these fools how to treat a woman.”
Tempted as you are, as Captain you are above such things
Slip your cock inside her pussy
Guide your cock to her mouth
You put a hand on the shoulder of the sailor between Anne’s legs.
“You there, step aside.” You tell him. He reluctantly pulls his cock from her sopping wet pussy and makes way for you, disappointment etched on his face.<
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“Come here.” Anne tells him. He eagerly moves to her side and she takes his cock, glistening with her juices, into her mouth. Your cock throbs within the confines of your breeches and you quickly unbutton them, pulling it free. You step between her legs, gazing down at the creamy flesh of her open thighs. Between them her pussy glistens with her juices beneath a tangle of red pubic hair. You press the tip to her sodden slit and sink easily inside her, gasping with excitement as you feel her warm, moist depths envelop your shaft. You grasp her hips and she rests her legs on your shoulders as you begin to thrust into her. Anne’s muffled moans of pleasure join the grunts of the men around you. One of the sailors she is stroking with her hand leans forward, groaning as he reaches his climax, thick pearly white come streaking from the tip of his shaft to splash across her breasts. The sight is too much for the man you replaced and he pulls his cock from her lips and begins to erupt all over her face. As his seed splatters across her cheeks, dribbling down into her red hair, a hush falls over the men as they await her inevitable fury. Instead, she seems to revel in the debauchery, moaning with pleasure and opening her mouth wide to catch the last few spurts. Inspired by his example, the remaining sailors move closer, each furiously masturbating.
“Yes!” She pants. “Shower me with your come!” You can feel your balls tightening at the combination of the sight of her come splattered chest and face and the sensation of her pussy as you continue to drive into her. Breathless now, her hand continues to rapidly stroke the second man and you see him stiffen and lurch forward as he adds his own seed to that of his shipmate across her breasts. Her eyes close, her mouth drops open and she lets out of a low moan of pure pleasure, her body trembling as her orgasm consumes her. Her body shudders with each wave of ecstasy and her clenching pussy brings you rapidly towards your own climax. As Anne’s body finally relaxes, a blissful smile crosses her face.
“You really are a filthy whore.” You comment, smiling down at her. Anne nods unashamedly and takes another cock into her mouth. More of the men shuffle closer, come streaking across her toned stomach and midriff or pooling in her cleavage. The cock is pulled from her lips and another load deposited across her face. Your balls ache with a desperate need for release and you pound into her with wild abandon.
“Yes, yes! Fuck me harder!” She moans, clawing at her come soaked breasts and pinching her engorged nipples. “Come inside me.” Another sailor lurches forward and she turns her head towards him, offering her open mouth as he erupts. You are moments away and unsure as to whether to do as she asks or pull out and add you own contribution to her defiled face.
Come inside her
Come on her face
Anne lets out a cry of frustration as you pull your cock from her sodden slit. Your place is immediately taken by another as you move to her side. She eyes you quizzically as you take your cock in your hand and begin to stroke it, the head hovering inches above her come streaked face.
“You going to come for me Captain?” She teases, her body jerking as your replacement enthusiastically thrusts into her.
“Yes.” You reply through gritted teeth, the pressure in your balls building to the point of no return. Anne licks her lips theatrically, her emerald eyes sparkling in anticipation.
“Go on Captain, give it to ‘er.” One of your men urges you, to a roar of the others approval. Their encouragement is not required and you grunt, your balls twitching as they release their load. Your shaft jerks in your hand as a thick rope of come spurts from the tip to splatter across her lips and chin. The next lands wetly on her cheek and trickles slowly down the side of her face. She opens her mouth wide as you direct the next powerful eruption onto her outstretched tongue. She moans with delight, craning her head forward and taking the tip into her mouth and sucking the last few pulses from your throbbing shaft. She pulls her lips from your cock and flashes you a come soaked smile before gulping down the mouthful.
“Tasty.” She tells you as you slip your length back inside your breeches.
“Perhaps at a later date and once you are cleansed, I shall return the favour and taste of you.” You suggest.
“I’ll look forward to it Captain.” She smiles before another cock is unceremoniously stuffed into her mouth. Her eyes flutter in pleasure as the sailor between her legs continues to pound into her. Your own part concluded, you turn and make your way back towards your cabin, the grunts and groans of the remaining sailors fading behind you as you climb up above decks. You glance out over the calm Caribbean Sea, the moonlight giving the rolling waves a silvery hue. Yes, you too will look forward to enjoying the pleasures of the beautiful redhead again, but perhaps a little more privately next time.
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Your hands tighten on her hips and you drive your cock deeply into her one last time.
“Yes!” Anne moans thickly as your whole body stiffens. Your balls contract as they pump their contents up your shaft and you groan loudly with pleasure and release as the first spurt erupts deep inside her pussy.
“Fuck that feels good.” You grunt, your cock twitching again and again as you empty your balls inside her. She flashes you a come soaked smile before taking yet another cock into her mouth, her cheeks caving in as she aggressively sucks his load from him. As your climax subsides, you pull out of her and stagger a few steps backwards. Another sailor immediately takes your place, stuffing his cock inside her and roughly pumping himself into her to her obvious delight. She is clearly far from finished and with several men still gathered eagerly around her, she has plenty of willing volunteers to satisfy her insatiable appetite. Your own desires have been sated for the moment and you smile wryly before turning away and wearily making your way back towards your cabin. You will sleep soundly tonight.
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Your cock already hard at the sight of the beautiful redhead pleasuring the crew, you slip it from within the confines of your tight breeches and step forward, guiding it to her lips. She smiles up at you, her green eyes sparkling with mischief in the light of the lanterns before opening her mouth and eagerly taking the head inside. You gasp as you feel her suck and slurp on the tip, her moist, hot tongue flicking at the underside. The sailor between her legs resumes his pumping, grasping her hips and beginning to slam into her. Her hands continue to stroke the cocks in her grasp and your own groans join those of your men as she gleefully pleasures you all. The man between her legs stiffens before grunting loudly as he erupts inside her. Moments later, the cocks she is pumping explode one after the other in her hands, thick come spurting into the air like a geyser before splashing down onto the deck. As the three men pull away, nursing their wilting cocks, another sailor, a wide eyed youth is ushered forward and steps between her open legs.
“Time for the boy to become a man.” One of the others chuckles.
“Come on, fuck her lad!” Another encourages him. Anne pulls your cock from her lips and sits up, glancing with amusement at the youth.
“You ever felt the warmth of a woman?” She smiles, her gaze dropping to the long, hard cock in his hand.
“N… no.” He stutters, blushing furiously.
“A first time for everything.” She chuckles, springing up off the crate and ushering him to take her place. As he lies back, she climbs astride him and guides his shaft to her sopping slit. She plunges down on him, a broad smile appearing on her face as she takes him deeply inside. His moans of pleasure bring laughter from his shipmates as she begins to ride him. Your own cock momentarily neglected and aching for attention, you step forward, Anne leaning forward and tilting her head in your direction as she anticipates taking you back into her mouth.
Guide your cock back between her lips
Step behind her and enter her arse
You eagerly guide your cock back between Anne’s lips as she enthusiastically rides the youth. Her lust filled green eyes gaze deeply into yours as her head rocks back and forth, your shaft slipping deeply into her mouth. Her long red hair is moist with sweat and there is
a sheen of perspiration on her face as she energetically gyrates her hips and bobs her head. Her breasts bounce enticingly every time the youth slams up inside her and you reach out, cupping them. The nipples are hard and swollen and you tease them with your thumbs. Anne moans with pleasure, her lips vibrating pleasantly around your shaft.
“I wonder who has the more stamina, the Captain or the virgin.” You hear one of the men chuckle.
“I know who my money’s on.” Chimes in another. Indeed, the youth’s face is flushed and his teeth are clenched.
“That’s it son, give it to ‘er.” One of the old sea dogs guffaws. The youth’s body tenses and he grunts loudly as he reaches his climax. He grasps Anne’s hips, slamming up into her one last time as he erupts inside her. A cheer goes up from the voyeuristic crew as their young shipmate groans with pleasure with each spurt. Anne too is close, pulling her mouth free of your cock and gasping, her own body shuddering as she reaches her own orgasm.
“Fuck!” She groans, her eyes closing and lips pouting. Your own climax is almost upon you and you grasp your shaft, stroking it while Anne and the youth tremble in the throes of ecstasy. As Anne’s orgasm fades, you immediately press your cock back to her lips. Her eyes open in surprise, but she eagerly takes you back inside. Your balls are churning as you teeter on the brink and it takes only a moment for her talented lips to send you over the edge too. You grasp a fistful of her long red hair, holding her head on your cock as your balls twitch and send a powerful spurt racing up your shaft to splash against the back of her throat. She mews with delight, her lips sealing around your length and her cheeks caving in with suction as you erupt again and again, grunting with pleasure with each pulse.
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