“Are you ready, Beatrix?” asks Delfina, looking down at me.
“Y-yes, mistress,” I reply, sitting back on my knees as Robert’s cock slides out of her pussy with a slurp. Delfina turns quickly, bracing her hands on the edge of her giant desk and offering me a truly raunchy view of her perfect ass, clenching tan asshole, and the gooey mess of her dark-thatched pussy. She moans and clenches her holes and a thick glob of milky seed oozes to the surface and out through her puffy folds.
I cannot resist the sight. I moan with lust, caressing her ass and the backs of her thighs and leaning down to breathe in the musky scent of Robert’s fresh load dripping from Delfina’s cunt. The thick goo wells from her folds as I thrust my tongue to her sloppy cunt, lapping up the thick, strongly salty slime. I gulp it down as I scoop it into my mouth with my tongue. I lick it out of her and when the cum is gone from her entrance I press my mouth tightly to her pussy and I suck.
“Ohhhhhh, yes,” groans Delfina. “Get it all!”
“Yes, captain,” I coo happily, slurping the spunk from her stretched pussy.
Of course, the sight of me licking the cream from the captain’s pussy excited Robert’s lust once more. He steps closer, rubbing his cock against my face and lips and between Delfina’s cheeks.
“Mmmm, yes, I think that will do nicely,” she says, wiggling her hips and teasing him into her crack. “Lick it, Delfina. Make it nice and wet for that big cock.”
“Nnnnnhnnn,” I agree eagerly, licking straight from her pussy to the divot of her asshole. I tongue her pucker and let my cold saliva soak into her hole. I fuck my tongue into her ass and wank Robert’s cock with my sword hand. By the time Delfina’s ass is good and lubed, Robert’s cock it twitching in my hand. He groans and thrusts deep into her dusky ring and I slide between his legs, licking and sucking his balls as he pounds her tight hole.
The captain’s cabin fills with the sounds of our pleasure for hours to come. We fuck, as we do almost every day, until the captain is exhausted. She even lets me delight in the pleasures of Robert’s massive cock, riding him near the end of our time together. His cock isn’t even shooting cum at that point, just throbbing with his orgasm as he fucks into my slick pussy. It almost sounds like it hurts him to come by then, but I don’t care because he makes me cum several times from that gloriously huge cock.
Delfina, Robert, and I are just settling into her bed for a nap when the windows back open with a sudden gust of wind.
“Ah!” I cry, rain spraying into the cabin. I rise from the bed, hurrying over to shut and latch the window. As my back is turned to the bed, there is a bright flash of violet light that reflects in every pain of smoky glass. I turn and my eyes widen as a familiar wizard steps from the swirling magical energy.
“Zimon Fendriss,” snarls Delfina, rising naked from the bed. “Why, I’ll cut you down where you stand!”
“Let me, cap’n,” shouts Robert, going for his sword on the nearby desk. Zimon is faster and jolts the pirate with a bolt of violet energy. Robert the Black convulses and drops to the floor. He groans in pain, his body contorted with further spasms.
“Now, now,” says Zimon, wagging a finger at Delfina. “I just came to talk!”
His attention is focused on the glowering pirate queen. I seize the opportunity to slip my longsword out of its sheath on Delfina’s chair. Zimon doesn’t see the blade until it is pressed against the small of his back. He stiffens and raises his hands defensively.
“Plannin’ to die today, landlubber?” I laugh.
“Kill him!” shouts Delfina.
“W-wait!” cries Zimon. “I have an offer! Good news!”
Delfina raises a hand to me, indicating I should wait to hear him out. Zimon relaxes slightly and breathes a sigh of relief. I give him a poke in the back to remind him I could finish him at any moment.
“The seas!” says Zimon. “I have come to say that you and your crew have languished here long enough. I am ready to unleash you upon the open seas to ply your pirate’s trade. But if you want that, you’re going to have to take that sword out of my back and let me live.”
“I think I should skewer him,” I say, giving him another poke.
“Which seas?” asks Delfina, stepping closer and looking Zimon up and down with her glowing blue eyes.
“Which seas do you want?”
“Sunny, placid seas,” says Delfina. “Send us to the Pearls of Pernisha. Lots of fat merchants not used to the likes of The Savage Queen.”
“Done,” says Zimon.
“And new cannons and powder,” says Delfina. “They’ve all rusted up and the powder is spoiled.”
“Your guns will breathe fire again,” pledges Zimon.
“And the sails,” says Delfina.
“Done,” says Zimon. “New, fine silks that will catch the wind like a kite.”
For a moment longer, she holds his life in her hands. She smiles triumphantly and gazes into my eyes.
“Let him go,” she says.
Maybe before I joined the crew, I might have disobeyed her and killed Zimon anyway. After all, he is responsible for my predicament. But this was a predicament I wanted. The pleasure of serving my captain.
I lower the sword.
“Good to see you too, Beatrix,” says Zimon. “You make a fetching, ah, pirate.”
“If it were up to me, you’d be bleeding out right now. But cap’n says you live,” I sheath my sword, “so you live.”
“Good girl,” says Delfina, sauntering around to put an arm across my shoulders. We stand hip to hip and stare down Zimon. He backs away, his hands raised as he summons the magic that will transport us into the open ocean.
Soon we will be free to terrorize the high seas. My unlife of piracy is about to begin.
THE END
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Surrender eagerly to the pirates
A smile breaks unexpectedly across my face. I can’t hold it back. I feel suddenly giddy. I’m going to surrender to these two glowing-eyed pirates threatening me with their swords and their cocks. No, surrender doesn’t quite cover it. This is what I want.
“Well, why would I want to fight you?” I ask, lowering my sword. “I’m just a girl looking for a good time with a couple of pirates. I hear you boys fuck best and I’ve always had a thing for, um, seamen.”
“Ya heard right about us!” says Rollo, clapping his pudgy hands together. “We’ll give it to ya so good you’ll never want ta leave!”
“Right, we’ll pound some sense into that pretty head of yours,” says Skeff. “Good kissers too. C’mere, lovey, I’ll give ya a nice smooch.”
“I’ll give her a smooch,” agrees Rollo. “Right on that cunny!”
“Oh, boys, you’re so dirty!” I laugh, walking right into their embrace.
I’m not sure I would say they qualify as good kissers. Skeff gropes me roughly, fondling my bum and slipping a hand under my blouse to cup and squeeze my breasts. He uses his hand on my ass to hold me closely and smacks a sloppy wet kiss to my lips. His tongue is like a winter aspic, but firmer, slithering and rolling and sliding around my mouth as he presses his dead lips to mine. He’s not decaying, but he’s definitely not alive, and that’s disturbing.
Rollo also keeps his promise, unbuckling my sword belt and dragging my trousers down from my hips while I’m busy being kissed and fondled by Skeff. Rollo goes down to his knees and shoves his bald head between my thighs. His tongue is just as cold and slimy as it laps at the hot furrow of my cunt. Despite the first shock of the cold, those enthusiastic licks summon the bud of my clit and send crackling pleasure deep into my core. I rest one hand on his bald head, holding him there, rocking my hips against his slimy mouth.
I reach my other hand down to Skeff’s trousers. I get them unbuttoned and stuff my hand inside, drawing out the surprising length of his slender cock. It is gray and capped with a bluish head, as lifeless as the rest of him, perhaps, but also stiff and eager for pleasure. He chuckles
and breaks our kiss, looking down to see my pale hand pumping on his shaft.
“That’s it, wench,” he hisses. “Grip it tight! Ohhh, by the abyss, you’ve got a warm hand on you.”
“Mmmmm,” I laugh against him, “I have warmer spots than my hand.”
I keep my hold on his cock as I step back from Rollo. He lets out a whine of dismay as I turn around, arch my back, and thrust my peachy bottom towards Skeff. I look at the lanky pirate as I reach a hand between my thighs and part the lips of my cunt. They are slimy with Rollo’s spittle, but heat wells from within my core. My little pink asshole clenches reflexively as those two pirates stare at my bared pussy.
“Come on, you greasy sea dog,” I say to Skeff, my eyes blazing with depraved lust. “Give me that big cock.”
“Two holes!” cries Rollo and before Skeff can give me what I want, the bald-headed pirate is on his knees behind me, smacking my ass with both hands and burying his face against my cheeks.
“Ahhhhh!” I wail as he licks me from my pussy to my asshole. His cold and slimy tongue rims my pucker, dives back down to my folds, laps at my clit, and returns to my tight ring. He noisily licks and slurps on my ass, making me cry out as my face burns with humiliating pleasure. “S-stop that!”
“Yeah! Knock it off!” snarls Rollo, cuffing the shorter pirate on the head.
Rollo jolts to his feet and looks at his comrade accusingly. “You don’ hit me! Cap’n said no more hittin’! I was only havin’ a taste of the pretty lady’s holes!”
“I don’t care what you was doin’,” growls Skeff, shoving Rollo back with one hand. He has his cock in his other hand and wanks it steadily as he steps behind me. Rollo, though angry, watches and does not interfere as Skeff rests a hand on my ass and guides his cock to my slick pussy.
“Ohhhh, yes, fuck me,” I moan, arching even more and pushing my pussy back the moment I feel his cockhead against my slick folds. He grunts and hilts his cock in me with a single stroke. I shudder as the stiff chill of his cock penetrates deep into my core. His unholy precum slicks my passage, beginning to numb my inner walls as he grabs my hips and fucks me hard and fast.
“Tight as the cork on a wine jug!” laughs Skeff, hammering into my pussy. “Hot as a furnace! I don’t even remember when I felt a pussy this good!”
“Never!” I cry. “You’ve never fucked a pussy that good before!”
I look back at him, grinning, staring fearlessly into his glowing eyes because all that matters to me is the pleasure. Rollo walks around to my front. I fuck back against Skeff, impaling my fluttering cunt onto the stiff spear of his cock.
“What about me?” demands the other pirate.
“Oh, what about you?” I ask, turning back and laughing as I see he is wanking a stubby and almost freakishly fat cock with a purple tip. “Mmm, alright.” I wet my lips and lean my head down. “I can do two jobs at once.”
Rollo groans with relief as I suck his fat cock into my mouth. I stretch my lips around him and let the forceful pounding Skeff is giving me determine the pace of my bobbing on Rolllo’s cock. The cavern echoes with the soft smacking of flash as Skeff pounds my pussy. I gurgle with pleasure around Rollo’s cock, tonguing the tingling pre that leaks from the slit in his cockhead.
“Mmmmmmmmm,” I moan around his cock, savoring the salty sweetness of the precum, rolling my tongue along the ridge of his crown. My pussy tightens around Skeff’s pounding cock, my pleasure building at the swift pace he is setting with his thrusts.
“Ohhh, I can’t hold back, lovely,” groans Skeff.
“Mmmmmm!” I cry, aching for his load.
“Arrrrrrrrrr!” roars Skeff, driving balls-deep into my twitching cunt and firing his seed. Pump after pump of his cock delivers a massive flood of unholy spunk into my pussy. It’s enough to drive me over the edge, my walls squeezing around him and milking his spurting length. As I am cumming, pleasure rolling through me like peals of thunder, my breath steams once from my frigid lips. My skin goes cold and gray. And my eyes begin to glow.
By the time Skeff pulls his spent cock from my dripping pussy, I have become like the two pirates, my body no longer living, but not quite dead. And I love it! I want more of it! I pop Rollo from my mouth, trailing saliva, and lift my head to kiss him passionately. Our tongues swirl together as he reaches his pudgy hands around me to squeeze my ass. I can feel Skeff’s spunk oozing down my thighs.
“Fuck me,” I gasp against Rollo’s lips.
“Y-yes,” moans the pirate. “Yes, I’ll give it to you.”
I put one foot up on the gunwale and the short, pudgy pirate thrusts upward into my cunt as I face him. He holds tightly to my waist as his fat cock plugs my creamy pussy. He kisses me passionately, our cold tongues tangling together as his cock squelches in and out of my drenched folds. I ride the valley of my first orgasm towards the peak of another, my blouse torn open and my pert breasts jiggling with each of Rollo’s strokes.
“Aaarrrrrrrr!” cries the pirate and suddenly another load is pumping into my pussy. It’s just enough to push me over the edge, my inner walls gripping his fat cock as he empties his load into my depths. He falls back, the light dimming in his eyes as if he is exhausted. He slumps down to the deck as I explore my creamy cunt with my fingers. I look around and see Skeff lying atop one of the decapitated pirates, his blue eyes almost black.
“Once each?” I say ruefully. “I need more cock!”
“There’ll be more, wench,” croaks Skeff. “You’re part of the crew now. They’ll all want to fuck ye.”
He waves vaguely at the decapitated pirates and then slumps back, apparently unconscious. That won’t stop me as I get down on my knees and crawl over to him, slurping his flaccid cock into my mouth. Like blowing into the bellows, it kindles the blue light in Skeff’s eyes. His cock begins to stiffen and I bob and suck on his full length, massaging his bollocks and looking up at him until he weakly lifts his head.
“Oh, you are incorrigible,” he chuckles. “You’ll make a fine addition. Welcome to The Savage Queen, wench.”
I smile around his cock and keep sucking as his fingers slip into my lustrous hair.
CONTINUE >
Use Power Attacks on the swaugins
“I’ve got this,” I say, holding my sword in a two-handed grip. “Back me up!”
I don’t wait to hear her reply. I scream with a righteous fury and charge directly at the swaugins. Their already wide eyes widen more and the fishmen scatter from my path as I swing my longsword in huge, whistling arcs. One tries to cast a net at me and it wraps around my sword. I curse and shake the net from my blade. As I bring my sword back up again, the swaugins are upon me.
“Hang out with usssss, baby,” says the leader of the swaugins, grabbing my wrist. His comrade strips the sword out of my hand. Another swaugin presses his scaly body against me from behind and I feel his hardness against the firm curve of my bum.
“Let go of me, you freaks,” I cry, struggling to free my arms. “Delfina! A little help!”
I twist in the grasp of the swaugins to get a look behind me. Delfina is still standing where I left her. She salutes me with her raised cutlass.
“Sorry, landlubber,” she says, “but looks like they’ve got what they want. I’d stay to watch the fun, but I have a ship to take back.”
She turns and runs for the waterfall. The swaugins barely spare her a glance. She’s right, of course, one of us is enough for them. They tear my blouse open and run their slimy fingers over my breasts. I can feel them yanking down my trousers and reaching their webbed hands into my panties.
“You bitch!” I wail as I realize I’ve lost. “Come back here, you backstabbing sea dog!”
“Let us hang out, pretty human,” hisses the leader of the Swaugins.
The fishmen are forceful with me, groping me as they please with their slimy hands. They crowd around me and I can see their loathsome white cocks with the faintest flush of pink and the bands of ridges that make them resemble glistenin
g white worms. They rub them against me and kiss me and squeeze my shapely curves. They smell of the sea and of a horny musk that stokes my desire. I push at them and whimper and cry with anger, but it’s no use. I cannot fight off my lust any more than I can fight off the five swaugins.
Their leader kisses my lips, his tongue slipping into my mouth, and my hands are brought down to swaugin cocks. I wrap my grasp around them and begin to stroke and squeeze them without resistance. The swaugin behind me drops to a crouch and begins licking between my firm cheeks, over my clenching asshole, and down to the slick flower of my cunt. He seems to savor what he is doing and his inhumanly long tongue begins to transform my lust into pure pleasure.
“Ooooooh,” I moan against the soft lips of the leader.
“Mate now,” he says. “Hang out and mate.”
“Yessss,” I moan, unable to resist my urges. “Please, all of you, I need to be fucked.”
I need it badly. I submit to them, falling to my knees before them, wanking cocks and slurping the leader’s eagerly into my mouth. One of the swaugins hisses like a steaming kettle and hot, thick ropes of swaugin spunk splash over my arm, my bare back, and across my shoulder to splash atop my breasts. This creature retreats into the surf and another swaugin rises from the cove to take his place.
“Mate now,” declares the leader, drawing his briny cock from my mouth and taking up a position behind my creamy haunches.
The leader grips my peachy rear with his clawed fingers and guides his slippery cock to the hot folds of my pussy. I moan deeply as he sinks his fishy fuckmeat into my tight channel. He thrusts in slow and deep, hissing with pleasure, then pulls back and slams in again.
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