The Old Pirate & the Sexy Admiral (Pirate RP. PM INTEREST)

At the age of Piracy the famous White Shark Pirates ruled most of the southern Caribbean, the captain and leader of these pirates was the famous brittish pirate captain Frank "Shark" Aqualus, now in his late forties the pirate still reigns the oceans, not even Davy Jones and his Kraken frightens this man, he carry himself with power and respect only a true pirate could have. And he's a horrible pervert from the fact that he rapes every good looking woman in every raid and pillaging he is in, some people call him Frank the Sperm Shark.

And today's a special day, Frank has gone on some offtime from his duties as a Pirate Lord, taking some time to fish, rape and search treasure maps, when suddenly his frigate got attacked by five Brittish frigates of the East India Company, smirking at the challenge Frank drew his sword and shouted orders to his men. The smaller but faster priate ship weaved through the five heavier frigates, cannon balls destroying steering and bottom, sinking two ship within twenty minutes.

Admiral Celina Bradfurst, a noblewoman and one of the few female sailors, and the only female brittish admiral in known history, frowns at the skill of the pirate lord and retributes with power of hrl arger ships. The battle raged for four hours until all ships were sinking, but Frank was standing with a smirk on a pieceo f drift wood, there was a island nearby few knew about, well with his crew dead only he knew about it now, and what do you know, as he leaps onto the beach he sees the fine shape of Admiral Celina lying uncosncious on the beach.

Tying her arms together and tying a black rag he used to clean his crotch with, hadn't washed it in two years, the pirate lifted up his fine booty over his shoulder and moved into the jungle of the island, there was a tree house deep i nthe jungle used by his crew to hide from pursuiting frigates, a deep lagoon at the center of the island hid any ship easily as it was surroudned by thick green branches, but a shi pwith no sails up could easily sail throguh the trees, bt for those who doesn't know about the lagoon will not sail near it in fear of the ship getting stuck in the sandy beach.

Captain Frank & Admiral Celina: http://fc06.deviantart.com/fs17/f/2007/130/0/e/Precious_booty_by_DemienvanCope.jpg

Admiral Celina Bradfurst had been sailing since before she could walk. Her father was Admrial before her and had passed the great honor onto her. Her brother, Wayne Bradfurst, was too inadequate and uncoordinated to even set foot on a ship, let alone control a whole fleet.

When she finally established the respect and fear of her crew, they began to rule the Britidh waters. Killing off every other fleet they crossed whether it was Scottish, Irish, Indian, Italian, American...everyone was killed or held captive. The cooks, which were commonly women, were usually taken as prisioners and the men took turns raping them. The screams were their fuel, the thing that made their cocks grow intensly and rapidly.

Celina enjoyed watching, in secret of course. She got giddy off of their whimpers and pleads and when the men finally left the women, naked, bruised, tearful and covered in the crew's seed, she would slip in and stroke them, caress them, murmur comforting words to them and they would calm down, oddly soothed by her. She would kiss them and rub herself against them until they both orgasmed and the girls were left in peace. But other than this woman on woman action, Celina was a virgin.

Her erotic fantasies were never fulfilled and she never masturbated. She was always busy with one thing or another and when men came onto her, she flirted back, then slapped them in the face. This was one reason she chose to take on the ship of Frank "Shark" Aqualus. One of his crew had come on to her, even gone so far as to cup her ass with one of her grimey paws and she smacked him, hard. The other reason, well, she wanted to be the queen of the seven seas. And no grease ball perv would take that from her, she would go down with dignity, if she went down at all.

So as the cannons fired and blasted holes in her fleet of ships, she cursed. Two of her ships were already down and she practically flew across the deck of her own ship, screaming and hollering orders, smacking the backs of crew member's heads that weren't working hard or fast enough. She slapped the flat of her sword blade against their asses and spat on their feet to get them to move faster, pull harder, to be stronger. And then the ship rocked. Not a slight jolt of the water, but a teeth ratteling shake that made the ship keel towards the starboard bow.

"SHE'S GOIN' DOWN!" She bellowed, refusing to jump over board with her crew and cursing at them for doing so. her father's words echoed in her ears A good captain always goes down with his ship. Or in your case, her. she clutched the main mast as water encircled her legs, engulfed her torso and swallowed her head. Then she realized, she didn't want to die. She kicked for all she was worth and paddled to the surface, finally feeling the cool breeze on her wet face.

She was about to swim for the island a few hundred yards away, when a cannon ball landed only a couple yards from her. It sent a huge wave of water her way and shoved her beneath the surface. Celina felt the water shoot up her nose and sting her mouth and throat. Then the world went black. She didn't know she was swept onto the island or placed gently on the sand. She didn't feel her legs and arms being bound or a dirty cloth being stuffed in her mouth. She didn't feel herself being heaved onto a man's shoulder and into the jungle...

And then she awoke. When she felt the thick arm around her middle, she screamed against the rag, using all her strength to beat and kick the man who was now her captor. She spat curses at him through the cloth and at one point, managed to make him drop her hard on the leafy jungle floor. She struggled to inch away, but to no avail. Her long, golden hair was crusted with sweat and sand, but her tan skin and face were still rivetingly beautiful, despite the sand and windburn. The tears in her trousers revealed her long, thin legs and her boots had been lost in the surf.

Grunting a bit as the cunt struggled Frank finally had to let her drop to the floor when she wiggled like a worm out of his grip, her large breasts, kept tight in her uniform, giving her torso the weight needed to pull up her ass and slide out of his grip. Chuckling at her meager attempt to escape the pirate knelled down behind her and suddenly grasped her skin tight white trousers and tugged them off her legs, leaving her bare panties covering her pussy. His big hands grasped her thighs and lifted up her ass on his lap, her legs spread, and with a savage tug ripped her panties off, leaving her bare cunt and rosebud in the open.

"You're a delicious little cunt admiral, but delicious or not, bad girls get punished for being naughty." With one big hand stroking her spine ,holding her wiggling body in place, the bugle in his pants rubbing against her crotch and thighs, he raised his free hand and with a whistling swing smacked it down on her firm ass cheeks. Long, slow and hard spanks from his big hand landed on her firm ass, turning it into a beautiful glistering red color as the big hairy palm and fingers of the old pirate slapped her young rear.

Smirking at her struggling to escape, her muffled protests and screams kept silent by the black rag around her pretty mouth, her skin starting to sweat as the heat of the jungle and the hot blood rushing through her buttocks began to heat up her body. "This fine ass of yours is going to get a lot of spanking for being part of such a naughty girl, no cunt should think herself as a capable as a man, be it on land or sea, you are just meant to spread your thighs and take it like the horny cunts you are." The constant rubbing of his bulge against her pussy began to moisten it and the pirate just kept dirty talking and humiliating the admiral as he felt the moistness of her pussy grow. "And you are no different my sweet tight assed admiral, nothing but a cunt who needs to learn her place, and by the stain on my crotch you are starting to get it, your place beneath a man!"

When her trousers were off, she glared at him, screaming insults and furious words at him. As he lifted her, she fought and his words infuriated her. Suddenly her panties were gone too and she was momentarily stunned silent.

What is this fucker doing to me? No...no he won't...he won't... his hand came down hard and loud on her bare ass and she only let out a small grunt of pain. her eyes burned with fury and her ass stung as he brought his hand down over and over on her plump backside. Each smack made it jiggle slightly and finally she let out a high scream of pain.

Behind her cloth, now audible slightly, came curses and names and words that she spat at him, mixed with pained screams and howls, but not once did she whimper, not once did she show any actual weakness. And if his stupid, yellow belly eyes would examine the wetness clearly, it was blood.

He had spanked her hard enough for her to bleed and this pain was not a turn on at all. Sure his growing cock was beneath her and she had never taken one in, so her curiosity was slightly peaked, but other than that, the only feeling was pure anger and hatred for this sonof a bitch who was, as it seemed, was going to rape her.

Patting her fine red spanked ass the pirate smirked at her and suddenly began to probe her pussy with his index finger before he roughly began to pump his finger into her tight slit, not noticing the blood, even though it helped with the moistening of her cunt. "You like this Admiral Cunt? Do you like a man's finger in your tight little pussy? Well you're going to get something even better soon enough hehe!"

Keeping up with the pumping of his finger in and out of her tight slit soon became two fingers, followed by a third, and all the while his cock rubbed against her pussy, the tip of the bulge poking her clitoris. Her pussy began to contrast around his fingers and he knew her body was going to near an orgasm soon enough, but he wouldn't have that, so after he got her all hot and bothered he pulled out his fingers and licked up the juices. "Mmmm sweet tasting cunt you got there admiral, I better get a proper tasting them." He then grasped her thighs and lifted up the young admirals spread pussy against his bearded face, her tits rubbing against his crotch ,feeling the bulge in it, and began to lick her sweet pink flesh.

Lapping her slit he plunged in his tongue a few times rapidly before pulling it out and then started the teasing laps over her slit, before plunging in the tongue again a couple of times, he repeated this for a while, pleasuring her pussy, pulling away before teasing it with light lapping licks, before thrusting back in, constantly teasing her cunt's clenching insides. After half an hour had gone by the pirate licked her pussy one last time before standing up, carrying her tied body upside down by grasping her left shoulder and right buttock and as he walked to the hideout on the island he kept lapping her wet slit while her face got rubbed against the bulge in his trousers, making sure to look up from the licking to make sure he walked in the right direction.