A Pirates Ransom ~Closed~

Princess Angelica screamed in frustration. She was to be wed to an ally in order to keep the truce. It was not at how Angelica had imagined her marraige to be. For one, she thought that she would be marrying for love. When she told her parents this, they laughed and told her love is just an emotion used as an excuse to get married or to enjoy the lust of the flesh. You don't need love when you have money and power, they reminded her.

"I do not wish to be a princess or rich any longer if it means I have to marry some oaf out of royal obligation and duty!"

Angelica stomped her feet and ranted at her parents, but they had merely waved her off, telling her that all young brides suffered from cold feet just before their wedding. Shortly after, Angelica began to plan her runaway, she wanted nothing more than never to be seen again. Her plan was to leave this night as soon as the sun went down. She would find love out in the world and besides, her mother the Queen was expecting again, it wasn't as though there would be no heir to the throne.

That evening, after everyone within the castle had retired, Angelica placed her tiara on the dresser and climbed out of the window onto a tree, ripping her dress in the process. She had not planned on how difficult it would be to climb out windows nor climb down large tree branches in her beautiful gown. The again, it wasn't as if she needed her dress to look perfectly prim and proper. After all, in the next day or so she would be traveling as a normal peasant girl, the thought excited her and pushed her to hurry even quicker than she had been.

Angelica walked past the palace walls, hidden in their deep shadows. Alain, her parents kindgom had been living in peace and tranquility for so long, the soldier's were slack and rarely on alert. As she walked quietly past the complacent soldiers, she began to think of a different name, something other than calling herself Angelica. She would probably have to cut her long hair as well, it was one of her most distinguishing features and someone might recognize her. Angelica was the most beautiful princess in the land of Alain. Her long dark tresses fell down to her back, framing her curvy frame, supple breasts which were not too big but not too small, and long, shapely legs.

She ripped the rest of the torn hem from her gown, tying her dark auburn hair up in a messy bun. She had no looking glass but she was certain that her handy work no longer made her look like the princess she was. The town of Zapora lay just ahead, she had never been there without an escort and it suddenly looked forbidding and exceedingly exciting. It was there she was traveling and there she would find her freedom, along with the love of her life.

Once Angelica arrived into the town of Zapora which had been a days worth of travel; she looked around searching for a place to stay. She had left the palace with no money. That was a big mistake but she would never steal from her parents. That was a line Angelica would never cross.

Suddenly, the sight of a boat caught her sight. Angelica smiled mischievously. Surely, a couple of sailors wouldn't mind if she rode with them until they reached the next town. Angelica walked towards the ship and ducked as the pirates walked off the ship. She caught sight of one of them and allowed her eyes to roam over him briefly as he ordered about his shipmates. It was certain that this man had that dominating quality. Angelica only hoped that he would not catch her on his ship.

Once they entered the pub and all seemed clear, she slipped onto the boat and looked around for a place to hide. She tiptoed towards an open doorway. It happened to be the kitchen...or what was supposed to be the kitchen. It was a terrible mess! Dishes were strewn everywhere. Shaking her head, she walked out of the 'kitchen' and walked further down the boat. There was one room with the door shut. The door hadn't been locked so she opened it and walked downstairs. This room was in much better shape and much more suited for a princess.

The bed was huge with black cotton sheets as well as a fur blanket. She slipped into the closet, knowing it would be rather foolish to lay on a bed where someone may walk in and see you at first sight. Leaning her head against the wall, Angelica slowly drifted to sleep. She was safe...for now.

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Captain Fox was a man of dark desires and deep thoughts. His black eyes were pools of hidden thoughts and secret plans. He was not the most ruthless, nor the most rich, or even the most nefarious, in fact hardly anyone knew his name. That was his secret. Those who had heard his name spoke it in terror, for his signature was all but invisible. When a ship was struck by his veritable floating fortress, the Bella Coast there was oft never a word of what happened spoken again by any living soul. It wasn't that they died. It was just too... Frightening to speak of; for the ship would come from the mist and the battle would then be over before it even started as a single volley came thundering through the cloudy mist and tore apart the unwary crew. Then they would be boarded. Trust up and blindfolded as they were robbed blind. Then it would be gone.

Some called him the Ghost, and called his ship the Spirit Taker.

Of course they were neither of those things, but his appearance did speak to something out of a spirit world. Makeup, long, braided hair, and a wickedly crazy pair of jet black eyes combined with many rings and necklaces made him obvious in a crowd. Even of pirates.

The Bella Coast had just returned from a three month long journey in which it had plundered many of ships. Now that it had returned to it's home port, where Captain Fox had a deal with local magistrate, general, and several well-to-do members of Parliament it was time for the boys to relax.

They would enjoy their well earned loot while Captain Fox went about greasing many palms with one hand, while emptying pockets with the other, and by the time he returned to the ship he had earned the Bella Coast another safe few months and several thousand pounds of sterling silver. The cannons would be replaced, and masts as well. It was a rather busy night.

So by the time he returned to his ship he was tired, and he did not both to pay attention where he was tossing his large leather boots when he tossed them into his closet. The squeak, however, that accompanied them brought his attention to bare on the closet. "Damn rats! Mac, MacGuyvern! Get your bumbling buffooning butterball down'ere now!" There was a resounding, "Aye aye sir!" From somewhere else on the ship. Fox was sitting on his bed when the chubby man came huffing and puffing into the room, all Captain Fox did was point at the closest and say, "Rat."

"Oh, oh yes sir, aye..." Mac grabbed a broom, and pushed it into the closet. This time it was not a squeak, but a cry and a sniffle. Almost immediately Captain Fox was upon his feet with a pistol cocked loudly. He pushed Mac to the side, and lowered onto one knee. "Come out of there little rat, and I might not shoot you..."

Angelica had fallen asleep in the short time she'd been sitting in the closet. She was a quiet sleeper though, so no noises could be heard. It wasn't until a pair of boots hit her on the shoulder that she made any noise. It was a small squeak of pain as her blue eyes fluttered open. She was still have asleep when she heard the male voice from outside.

"Damn rats! Mac, MacGuyvern! Get your bumbling buffooning butterball down'ere now!"

Rat, in the closet? She frowned and then the realization that he meant her made her eyes widen. Oh dear god, they were going to open the closet door and find her. They would probably even kill her on first sight! She huddled deeper into the wall as though it would swallow her up or make her invisible. Needless to say, it hadn't.

"Rat."

In fact, the broom that was pushed in there hit her in the eye, causing her to whimper in pain. She had to purse her lips to keep from saying anything. Perhaps if they assumed she was still a rat then...they'd let it be and not even bother?

No such luck.

"Come out of there little rat, and I might not shoot you..."


Angelica swallowed hard and weighed her options. If she crawled out of the closet would they allow her to live or would they ransom her off? Would they kill her immediately? She had no proof that these were bad men. They could very well be nice men who ...detested the sight of vermin. There was such a thing as good pirates...weren't there?

She certainly didn't want to be shot at. Then again, what sort of man would promise a rat that it wouldn't be shot. She may have been a princess but she was not a stupid princess. However, if he did shoot...and he shot at her and harmed her. That too would not be a smart thing to do.

It was settled then. Besides, what was the worse that could happen? "WAIT! D-don't shoot!"She said, hearing movement from outside the closet. To her that meant that they were getting particularly impatient. She scrambled out of the closet. "I-I'm sorry, I only meant to ride your boat until we reached the next town. Please...don't kill me!"

Fox knew her immediately upon seeing her angelic face. That was how the princess Angelica had received her name in the first place. Luckily very few of his crew had ever seen her before Mac was not one of them. Why was she stowing away upon his boat? That was the first question he asked himself, but upon gazing into her eyes he knew that this was no test of any sort. She had done this by herself and she was afraid of him, of what he might do to her, and she had every right to be that way. Stepping forward, he snagged a handful of her hair with his hand and pressed the barrel of his pistol up under her chin, "You wish to stow away on my boat, without paying for it?"

Suddenly there was a loud thud, as a bag full of coins fell out from her dress and landed on the deck.

Mac picked it up, and Fox laughed, "So what are you going to pay with, since you seem to have lost all of your money? Perhaps you would agree to... Work for your passage?"

Captain Fox leaned closer, and suddenly whispered into her ear so that Mac could not hear him, ".... Princess."

As the shock crossed her face, Fox ordered MacGuyvern to leave, which he did so immediately after depositing the money into the Captain's chest. As soon as he was gone Fox spun Angelica around and stared down into her eyes. He could tell that she knew she had made a very bad mistake, but he simply smiled at her and gave those luscious lips and quick kiss. The moment the kiss broke he took her, by the head, and hurled her onto the bed, where he followed her to quickly and pinned her by straddling her chest. Once again pressing the barrel of his pistol into her chin until she calmed down, "Suck it."

The whisper came gently as he teased her lips with the rusty metal.

"We'll consider this your... Application, for service upon my vessel."

Angelica screamed when he grabbed her by the hair and asked her in a very menacing way if she’d wished to stow away on his boat without paying. Angelica was normally a smart ass, despite her heritage and before she could stop herself, the words just poured out.

“Is that not what stowaways do? Sneak onto a ship and expect a ride for free?”

Pirates were certainly stupid, weren’t they? There was no way she was going to admit to having carried a pocket full of coins with her. As if fate had it in for her, the ship hit a huge wave causing her coin purse to fall from her dress. In that instant, the first mate rushed to get the coins.

“NO! GIVE THAT BACK! IT ISN’T YOURS!” She screamed reaching to grab the coin purse but it was much too late.

"So what are you going to pay with, since you seem to have lost all of your money? Perhaps you would agree to... Work for your passage?"
She opened her mouth to respond, ready to complain until he was so sick and tired of her complaining that he’d kick her off at the next town. Before she had a chance however, he’d leaned closer to her and whispered in her ear the one phrase that made fear and shock be easily readable on her face.

“Princess..”

Apparently, the captain didn’t want the rest of the crew to know whom she was because immediately after wards, he dismissed the first mate. She slowly lifted her eyes to meet his dark ones. “Listen, I can explain. I just need to get away from Alain for my own personal reasons. I merely wanted to—“
Her sentence was cut off immediately him pressing his lips against her own, briefly before hurling her towards the bed. She tried to sit up and get away but it was much too late. The captain had straddled her and held the gun point towards her chin. “Oh god, please please don’t kill me. I swear I’ve never done anything like this before and I just wanted to get away from this god forsaken land. I promise, I’ll do anything to work for my pay, just please don’t kill me! ” Tears were pouring down her cheeks endlessly. He hadn’t shot at her and that was probably what had made her calm down, only slightly.

"Suck it."

Angelica looked at him curiously as he told her to do this. What did he mean…suck it? “Suck..what?” She asked and the answer was given in a single movement. He brushed the tip of his gun along her lip. He wanted her to …suck the gun. What for?

“W-what sort of service?” She stammered. She hadn’t began sucking the gun though because she refused to be humiliated.

Captain Fox laughed aloud, and his laughter carried through the ships eerie wooden hull with a strange echo. As if the ship was laughing with him. His eyes blazed yellow, before refocusing upon Angelica beneath his thighs. A smirk was what ended up across his lips, and he twisted a piece of his extravagant mustache. He wondered how she could be so innocent and stupid in the ways of the world, even as a princess she must know what a wench and a whore was. How else could the little bitch curse at her fellow noblewomen. Leaning over, Fox brought his eyes close to hers and narrowed them to pinpricks as he stared deep inside of her; she was not feigning. Just frightened, and completely uneducated. He straightened, and then explained:

"The only service that a wench like yourself may provide."

Pointing to the tip of his pistol he further explained, "Suck this. Like a cock. You do know what a cock is? A man's penis."

He laughed, "Perhaps I was wrong, it is not the only service a whore may provide. But it is one of her basic, and most often performed duties. Yes, I said it you little slut; sucking cock. That is what you are going to do for me, and my crew, and any guests I have. That is how you are going to earn your fucking passage, and my first guest is my trusty pistol. So get sucking, you little wench."

Fox pushed the pistol into her mouth this time, sliding the metal passed her teeth with a slight click as the metal and hard enamel brushed together. He presses it against her tongue, forcing her to suck on the slightly rustic metal, and slightly rotted wood that it is lashed too. At the same time one of Fox's strong, weather worn hands, wraps around princess Angelica's delicate little throat. His tanned, leather skin, a stark contrast to her pure white beauty. He squeezes lightly, and his eyes blaze as he waits for her to follow his orders; something he has become very accustomed to, and when anyone disobeys him the reprisal is quite swift and powerful. In fact, at this moment he is simply waiting for her to do something rebellious, and at that point he will become dangerous, for in his rages, drunken or otherwise, someone always ends up dying.

In truth, Angelica had just turned 18 but a few months ago. Yes, she'd heard the words whore and wench thrown about as though they were common words. However, she'd never actually gotten to the point of learning the definition of the two words...and whenever she asked her superiors would tell her it was something she need not know about because she was a princess and of so young an age. All that her mother and nurse maid had ever told her was that she was no wench.

"The only service that a wench like yourself may provide."

She stared blankly at him, "Wench? I sir, am nota wench!" Boldly, she glared at her captor. Obviously, he cared not what she said but instead went on to explain:

"Suck this. Like a cock. You do know what a cock is? A man's penis."

She scrunched up her nose and slowly shook her head. This man was insane! She would not suck a gun much less a cock. That was reserved for her husband, whomever that might be or whomever she chose to marry since she'd abandoned her privileged life. She was beginning to regret that choice or at least the choice of sneaking onto a ship full of pirates, crazy ones at that.

"Perhaps I was wrong, it is not the only service a whore may provide. But it is one of her basic, and most often performed duties. Yes, I said it you little slut; sucking cock. That is what you are going to do for me, and my crew, and any guests I have. That is how you are going to earn your fucking passage, and my first guest is my trusty pistol. So get sucking, you little wench."


"You...are insane." She whispered before he thrust the gun towards her mouth and her body quite literally shook with fear. He was going to shoot her in the mouth, wasn't he? If she didn't do as he asked, she would be killed! She whimpered as the metal hit her teeth which basically forced her to open her mouth a bit wider to make room for the gun.

Angelica was hesitant at first, gliding her tongue over the rustic metal. It tasted horridly disgusting. She backed her head away, "I-I can't do this! This is insane and you are mad!"

"Don't think I'd hurt ye, do ye?" With sudden vicious power and speed Captain Fox swung the butt of the pistol and knocked Angelica in the side of her head. Immediately he jerked her back up and placed the pistol against her lips. "Try again at yer task, but I'm warnin ya. This is yer last bloody chance."

His eyes narrowed as she slowly suckled on the tip. The tear more then anything always got the fiery Captain going; he could feel his cock throbbing inside of his trousers. With a grin he carefully removed the pistol and finally disarmed the hammer, the grin was a sneaky one, because if Angelica thought she had done enough to deserve a break she was wrong. He swung again, but this time it was only his open palm. Smacking her hard to rosy up her cheeks

"Okay ye little wench, no fuckin up this one, ye try any funny business I'll blow yer brains all across my favorite pillow that yer lying on, ya'ere me? Now... Take yer hands, and peel down the trousers, good. You see that log? Hehe, yesh, the lump. Ye grab it, gently! Gently... Take it out of them underwears, yes, use the goddamned bloody button. Good. That's it. That's my cock, say it. Cock. Say you love it."

He listened carefully, and smiled when she managed.

"Now suck it, just like ye old friend the pistol. Trust me, it's a might tastier. Well, that's what all the other old whore's say anyways... Wait," He placed his hands on her jaw, so that she couldn't bite him, "Now... Suck me good wench, and I might consider not throwin you o'er board the moment we get out'o'port." His cock stared her in the face. Throbbing. The swollen head purple, and glistening slightly; especially around the piss slit where pre-cum oozed from the head. It was large, larger then normal, and harder then any when aroused like this; a young virgin, frightened, and about to get her first taste of the rest of her life. "Hurry up cunt..." He said softly, as his eyes narrowed, like a snake.

"Don't think I'd hurt ye, do ye?"

His voice was soft, but there was that menacing tone to it. It made Angelica swallow hard and scoot back on the bed, the only thing trapping her was the headboard. It didn't help her situation much, either. When the pirate captain slapped her with the fun, her head banged against the head board.

Angelica whimpered in pain, tears falling down her cheeks as he told her to try again. She swallowed hard and leaned forward sucking at the tip of his gun, praying he didn't shoot her. That was not how she saw herself dying. She noticed something moving in his pants and frowned. Was there..something in his pants?

Finally, he pulled the rustic metal out of her lips and she slowly lifted her eyes to look at him, with that fearful yet curious look.

"Okay ye little wench, no fuckin up this one, ye try any funny business I'll blow yer brains all across my favorite pillow that yer lying on, ya'ere me? Now... Take yer hands, and peel down the trousers."

She swallowed hard and squeezed her eyes shut, hoping this was a terrible nightmare; that she was back in her room in her palace with guards standing outside her door, guarding her and keeping her safe. When she opened her eyes, tears nearly formed. She wasn't in her palace.

She pulled his trousers down and watched as it popped out nearly hitting her in the face. She refrained from glaring at him and grabbed it, not so gently, squeezing it...HARD. Her rebellious eyes, glaring up at him. She couldn't resist glaring at him.

"Gently... Take it out of them underwears."

Her heated, angry gaze stayed on his handsome yet rugged face. It was a shame he was such a cad, because he was certainly handsome. Such a shame!

"Um, do I undo the button?" She said, her voice shaky with fear. He still had that bloody gun in his hand!

" yes, use the goddamned bloody button. Good. That's it. That's my cock, say it. Cock. Say you love it."


She pulled his...penis out of his underwear, refraining from correcting his english. He was joking, wasn't he? She couldn't say she loved his...his..... She shuddered at the thought.

"I--I---I----I------loveyourcock!" she said, forcing the words out of her mouth. She suddenly felt nauseous at her words.

"Now suck it, just like ye old friend the pistol. Trust me, it's a might tastier. Well, that's what all the other old whore's say anyways... Wait,"

Her jaw clenched as he held it open, keeping her from biting it off which she would've done. She hesitated, just staring at the huge purple head that would be forced in her mouth. He'd promised to not to throw her over board if she did so. However, that seemed very promising at the moment.

"I--I don't think I can. I am feeling very nauseated." She said, not able to force herself to do something so grotesque as sucking his cock.

"Sick? Oh? Ho-ho-ho, isn't that just charming... Absolutely charming."

A quick little grin filtered over Captain Fox's face. He quickly and efficiently did the following things. Smack the Princess, stuff his cock back in the underwear it came from, button and pull up his pants, smack her again, and then he went about stripping her. Not slowly, or with any care when she tried to push him away. He simply shoved aside her slim arms with his much stronger ones. The clothes he pulled off if her could, but if he could not he simply ripped the well-made plastic like it was paper. All the way down to, and including her panties. The panties he stuck into her mouth and tied there with a strip of the cloth from her dress, then he proceeded to tie her hands as well, behind her back to her ankles which he pulled back and up against the small of her back. Then he left without a word. Leaving her in that position, upon his bed, for the rest of the day as he traveled through the town and listened to the news.

Upon the news of the Princess's disappearance breaking he called his crew back to the Spirit Taker.

They had already restocked and replenished themselves well, so he was able to raise anchor well before the ban upon ships leaving the harbor was put into effect as the Royal Navy began to conduct searches for the Princess. When the crew asked, and grew angry about their sudden departure he would only give them the same sly grin he had given to Princess Angelica before leaving her earlier in the day. Only once they were far out to sea, and the night was approaching did he reveal his new secret, and the ships new slut.

"Here she is lads... The Princess of our dear country. The Lady Angelica..." With that he tossed the trussed and teary eyed, beautiful girl into a circle of some hundred or more pirates. These were all horny men, who had not gotten their fill because of their shortened stay upon shore. As they looked at her angelic form, not a single one was angry anymore, and they all smirked somewhat in the manner of their captain.

"But alas lads, she has decided to leave us! She would rather swim at home with the sharks then tend to our company," Bending down, he cut the strap tying to her ankles, but left her wrists tied together. Then he stood her up, and pushed her onto the first few steps of the plank that jutted straight out into empty air, and over the open sea. "However, however," He had to repeat himself as the crowd of sailors raised their fists and shouted angrily, "I've decided to give her another chance to beg for her life. So, my darling... My lady... My Princess... What will your choice be now? Will you become sick at the site of my cock, monstrous as it is, or will you swallow your pretenses and do what a good wench was meant to do, and suck it?"

The crew chuckled, and then most of them licked their lips. Knowing full well what would happen once the Captain was finished with her. There were a few other wenches on board, and one of them shouted, "Suck'is cock honey buns! Ain'tchu got no sense?"

"Sick? Oh? Ho-ho-ho, isn't that just charming... Absolutely charming."

The quick little grin he gave her didn't look like it was one full of humor. Her comment wasn't meant to be humorous but then she hadn't meant to be offensive it was just...with that...that thing going down her throat and trying to take it all the way in, made her sick. Angelica literally felt like she was going to be sick.

She breathed a sigh of relief since he hadn't yelled at her but was surprised (though she really shouldn't have been) by the smack he'd given her. Tears began welling in her eyes. Her lip trembled as he stuffed his.....penis back into his pants and buttoned up.

"I meant no offense, sir. It's just that..." Again she was smacked into silence. This time tears began pouring down her cheeks. Oh god, he was going to kill her now. She prayed he would not kill her. This was not what she'd hoped for when she ran away from the palace.

He didn't yell, no but he did begin ripping her clothes off of her. "No, please...don't! I-I'm sorry!" No, he would not kill her, he would rape her! That in itself was much worse than being brutally murdered. Her whole body shook with fear as he ripped her panties off and stuffed it in her mouth. He then tied her up and....left?

Angelica frowned, that was not right. Why would he just...leave? Unless, he was going to just leave her there to starve to death until she sucked his...oh dear lord she couldn't even think the word let alone say it!

It felt like ages when he returned and pulled her out onto the deck. She was sobbing because she didn't know quite what was happening. Her eyes darted from pirate to pirate until they finally landed on the captain of the ship. Her eyes pleaded with him not to do what she had a feeling he might..

"Here she is lads... The Princess of our dear country. The Lady Angelica...But alas lads, she has decided to leave us! She would rather swim at home with the sharks then tend to our company,"

Angelica shook her head back and forth, eying the plank on which he moved her towards the plank. Tears continuously fell down her cheeks hitting the wooden floor of the plank. She was sobbing by now which was muffled by the panties in her mouth.

"However, however,"

Her eyes darted back up towards the captain shimmering from the tears with a look of curiosity. She wondered what he was up to. She had a bad feeling at the pit of her stomach.

"I've decided to give her another chance to beg for her life. So, my darling... My lady... My Princess... What will your choice be now? Will you become sick at the site of my cock, monstrous as it is, or will you swallow your pretenses and do what a good wench was meant to do, and suck it?"

So she had two choices: Die by getting eaten by a shark or...sucking his...

Her eyes squeezed shut tightly and a brief moment of feeling nausea passed over her. She shook her head at his second question of whether it would make her sick. Then she nodded at his last question about being a good wench and sucking it.

Her eyes once more pleaded with him not to kill her. More tears formed in her eyes and continued to fall down until they hit the wooden plank.

Captain Fox stepped out onto the plank. His balance superb, and planted his feet right in front of Princess Angelica. He used his dagger to loose her hands and mouth. Then waited there, "We'll do it right here, for all to see that you don't go back on your deal with me... Even if it is somewhat of a deal with the devil, you will have to abide by it."

The picture of the two of them standing on the plank, her naked, and him with his hands upon his hips and an even glare in his eyes was something of awe inspiring one. At least that was what his men thought as they remained silent, until she dropped nervously to her knees and began to work on opening his pants and freeing his cock. Then they started to get into it.

"That'd be a good gurl! Getcher hands movin ya slut!"

"Hurry da piss up, da captain's got more patience then half'o'us combined!"

"Get dat monster yee wench!"

"Oh boy, Captain's found hisself a play-thing-a-ma-bob, ain't he?" Ooooh boy! She's in fer it now..."

"Suck it pretty lass, don't just set there admirin it, lookin at it ain't gonna do a thing!"

Captain Fox chuckled at the last comment, but he also leaned over and tilted her chin up to look into his eyes. He could see how nervous, and unexcited she was for this, but that only made him harder within his trousers. Tilting her head from one side to the other, he studied her face before leaning over further and whispering into her ear. "Theys right," He said softly as his other heavily ringed finger brushed against her cold, thus hard, nipples, "Ye best get goin, afore they turn on ya... It's the best thing ya kin do now. Get on their good side. Their gonna be yer customers... Quite soon."

He could see why her parents had hid her for so long. She was stunning.

Now she was his.

"We'll do it right here, for all to see that you don't go back on your deal with me... Even if it is somewhat of a deal with the devil, you will have to abide by it."

Her eyes narrowed at the captain. Did he say that a princess' word was as good as a pirate? Everyone knew that a pirate could never keep his word. Of course, she probably would have put up quite the little fight if he'd dragged her back to his chambers.

Angelica swallowed hard as he stepped closer to her and averted her eyes. She couldn't possibly...it was such a deviant thing to do. If her governess could see her now, she would be apalled! For heavens sake, Angelica was apalled!

Swallowing back her fear, Angelica fell to her knees as slowly as possible due to the fact that they were on the plank and to big of a bounce could cause her to fall overboard. Just because she was a princess, it did not make her an idiot.

Once again, Angelica began unbuttoning his pants and slowly pulling them down. Her eyes closed as she tried to block out her governess' voice and heeds of warning. "Ladies do not touch their husbands....down there...much less kiss it. That is preserved for...nevermind deary, just don't." her governess had said.

Now, she knew exactly what this action was preserved for..wenches as the pirate captain called them. The sounds of the pirates cries for her to hurry up brought her back to her current situation.

"Theys right," He said softly as his other heavily ringed finger brushed against her cold, thus hard, nipples, "Ye best get goin, afore they turn on ya... It's the best thing ya kin do now. Get on their good side. Their gonna be yer customers... Quite soon."

Angelica's eyes widened at the last part of his sentence. What did he mean...her customers? She swallowed hard again and leaned forward and licked it, just as she had done in the cabin. Scared that if she didn't do something more and soon something bad would happen; she wrapped her lips hesitantly and nearly in slow motion around the head of his cock and began sucking as she had done the gun.

The gentle suckling reminded him on a cat, for some reason.

"She's quite the licker boys! In fact, bring ye captain some liquor! Haps a drink'll warm up our ice queen!" They laughed, and quickly brought the Captain his bottle, which he took a large swig from; throwing his head back and while it looked like he might loose his balance he was obviously perfectly in control as a roll of the ship brought him back into perfect standing position. Glancing down he placed a hand lightly on the Princess head, and slid his dirty fingers into her pretty hair. Squeezing, he gave his hips a little thrust until the head of his cock lodged against the back of her throat. When she gagged, and tried to pull away he let her move back until the head was back in her mouth, but not an inch further.

"Yer gonna haveta get used ta that ya little wench, else u'll be tearin up yer throat and wee little tummy in no time! Few o'dees boys got bigger dicks then yers truly!"

He laughed again as the Princess eyes widen, and takes the moment of terror to thrust his cock down her throat again. This time he holds it even when she gagged and beat on his thighs with her tiny fists. He let up only when she began to shake and spasm. With a laugh he removes his cock, covered in thick saliva, and thrusts the neck of the liquor bottle into her mouth, then tilts it up and let's a good glassful slide into her mouth. Half of it makes it down it her throat, the other half splashes into her nose, on her chin, and down her cheeks. Then it all slides down the rest of her beautiful body. The crew cheers some.

"And they'll be a lotsa bit harder ta take without doin that!"

Captain fox turned to the crowd, "But damn that tight little wench throat feels good, oh boy oh boy!"

Pulling her head toward him again, he sneered, "Open wide!"

"She's quite the licker boys! In fact, bring ye captain some liquor! Haps a drink'll warm up our ice queen!"

The laughter of the shipmates caused Angelica to blush madly. Her cheeks were red with embarrassment. This was not supposed to be her life. She was a princess! Despite the fact that she'd run away from home, she was still to be respected! Why could they not understand such codes of honor? They were pirates, weren't they? Did Pirates not have codes?

Suddenly, she felt the captain sway and squealed around his cock and grabbed his strong thighs to remain balanced even though it was clear that he wouldn't fall over. The feel of his grimy hands running through her hair and grabbing her head to have control over her movements almost made her bite the captain...until she looked to the side of her and saw that she was surrounded by naught else but water.

Her resistance faded as she allowed him to guide her head. His ridged manhood slid further and further down her slick throat. She had to part her lips even more so, in order to take more in. That feeling of nausea rushed through her again and had to pull back. Thankfully, the captain wasn't so cruel that he would not allow her to breathe.

"Yer gonna haveta get used ta that ya little wench, else u'll be tearin up yer throat and wee little tummy in no time! Few o'dees boys got bigger dicks then yers truly!"

Her eyes widened and she felt tears brimming at her eyes. She would be forced to suck every pirates 'cock'. She didn't think her stomach could handle it. Without waiting another moment, she felt his hand push her head towards his cock once more and this time when she gagged he held her there. Angel couldn't hold back her tears this time. And he only let her go when she was convulsing from the pain and lack of air.

Angel gasped for breath and glared up at the captain. However, he paid no mind to her when he tilted the bottle towards her mouth while she was gasping for air. Half of it went down her throat and the disgusting taste made her close her mouth tightly as the rest went down her nose, chin, and neck along with other parts of her body.

"And they'll be a lotsa bit harder ta take without doin that!"

Captain fox turned to the crowd, "But damn that tight little wench throat feels good, oh boy oh boy!"

Her glare remained focus on the deviant captain. She hated him. It was fine though, because she knew her parents would search the seven seas for her and when they found this corrupt man who called himself a captain, he'd be hung , no even better. He'd be the one tortured and then hung.

As if he sensed her thoughts, he sneered at her to open wide. She hesitated but then glanced to her side again, reminding herself of the deep water beneath her. One wrong move and....

Pursing her lips for a moment, she nodded and slowly opened her mouth wide.

Captain Fox, this time, placed the head of his thick cock directly on her tongue. He did not push it down her burning throat, instead he let the head right on all of her actively working taste buds. He saw the disgust creep into her eyes, and glared down into them; daring her to say a single word. A single word that would send her cascading down into the depths to sleep with the fish, she said nothing. With a satisfied smirk he swigged the rum, and spoke down to her as if she was a little child.

"Suck it little one, just like hard candy, cause I knows I'm just as hard, and just as sweet as one! Har-har-har! Didja fellas like that one, I know, I'm a riot ain't aye?"

His thick chest vibrated with laughter and his fingers began to tighten their grip in Angelica's hair; he held it tightly as she licked and suckled. The growing pleasure deep in his balls did not cause him to be any quieter thought, a growl of approval split his lips, and he took a deep breath before speaking again.

"Boys, she's got the tongue, lips, and mouth of an angel! Shiiiiit, no wonder yer parents never let you out... How many of those little princes got their dicks sucked? You musta been quite the popular little whore princess. Hehe, now... I'm gonna cum little one. Do you wanna taste it?"

She shook her head, and he laughed.

"Didn't think so!"

Pulling out, he began orgasming onto her nose, eyelids, and cheeks.

"Well that's too bad, cause you'll hafta clean it off with yer tongue! Haha!"

Angelica grimaced at the taste of the qhite warm liquid that lightly spilled on her tongue. She had to do everything in her power not to throw up. She closed her eyes, trying to hide the look of disgust which crossed her face. Needless to say, it was not a successful attempt. Being the sassy type of princess that she was, she was sorely tempted to say something about how his fluid tasted like salty sea water (which in her opinion was an insult in itself) however, she didn't want to end up drowning in the salt water below her.

Instead, she was silent.

"Suck it little one, just like hard candy, cause I knows I'm just as hard, and just as sweet as one! Har-har-har! Didja fellas like that one, I know, I'm a riot ain't aye?"

Closing her eyes, she attempted to pretend it was hard candy, despite the fact that she could clearly taste that it was not that at all. It did manage to help her slightly. In her imagination, she pretended it was salty yet sweet candy. Like...sour apples. Yes, it was like green sour apples. It only managed to make her lick and suckle him with more ferver than she'd had before.

Mmm, yummy green apples. And seeing that her eyes were closed, she could picture the juice running down her chin and...

"Boys, she's got the tongue, lips, and mouth of an angel! Shiiiiit, no wonder yer parents never let you out... How many of those little princes got their dicks sucked? You musta been quite the popular little whore princess. Hehe, now... I'm gonna cum little one. Do you wanna taste it?"

of course, the pirate ruined the image in her eyes. Her eyes snapped open at his question and she shook her head no, quickly.

"Didn't think so!"

Suddenly, the warm fluid from his ..........cock exploded on her nose, eyelids, and cheeks. She grimaced in disgust once more as laughter rang from the pirates and the captain.She glared up at him but remembered her place..which at the moment was on a plank.

"Well that's too bad, cause you'll hafta clean it off with yer tongue! Haha!"

Tears sprang from her eyelids as she wiped the fluid off her nose. Angelica stared at it for a moment and then closed her eyes, trying not to show disgust and maybe she'd stay alive if she wasn't disgusted. That was her next plan to at least get out of this alive. She was still able to marry, she hadn't had sex.

Angelica just needed to get off the ship. So, she pictured green apple juice. It caused her to moan and she hadn't even realized she'd done that until she'd finished scraping the cum off of her cheek and eyelids.

Captain Fox, along with every other pirate aboard the Spirit Taker heard the groan that slipped from Princess Angelica's lips. It brought a roaring laughter from every able bodied soul, right down to the damn cabin boys, and all the way up to the Captain himself. He laughed, and all of his jewelry, weapons, and thickly braided hair moved as he laughed; he swayed on the plank, but not in an unbalanced way, it was obvious that the swaying came from the laughter and nothing else. Finally, as everyone turned from laughter to chuckles, he leaned down and picked the Princess off of the plank; tossing her over his shoulder, and walking back into the middle of the ship. Right to the main mast, where he deposited her unceremoniously onto the deck and left her for a split second, while he fetched some rough cordage and returned.

"Hold her tightly," The boys knew what was up, and they held Princess Angelica's back against the large, circular mast. The Captain bound her tightly; wrists and ankles together around the thick piece of wood. The tie thrust her breasts and hips outward, and kept her upon her knees at the perfect height for a grown man to have his dick sucked.

"Well... Now that I've had the pleasure of your first blow-job, it's time for you to share your new experience with the rest of my crew. So m'lady, you may not pick and choose, or be picky in the least bit. I expect you to serve them all with the same enjoyment that you served me, if you do... I will allow you a certain pleasure, that you have never experienced before. Do trust me in this, for if you do an awful job as my new whore... Well, perhaps I will have you whipped."

The pirates all wore big grins, and the first to step in front of the Princess was a rather ugly looking brute, but he was massive. Both in height, girth, and length. His cock too, was huge, and he placed the thick organ on the Princess's lips, waiting for her to do what she had done to the captain, while his single eye took in her luscious form.

Captain Fox knelt at the Princess's side, and placed a finger upon her love button. Which he assumed she had probably never felt touched before. Lightly, he stroked it, just as her lips began to open for the new cock. Whispering into her ear, he spoke seductively, "You see... Not everything you experience here will be... Horrible."

The laughter of the captain along with the other pirates scared her. Mainly because it made the plank shake and almost make her feel as though she could fall at any moment. Quite frankly, she couldn't see what was so funny to begin with, but managed to keep her snarky comments to herself. Angelica squealed as the laughter finally died down and the captain picked her up and put her over his shoulder.

"LET ME GO!!!" She screamed kicking and screaming until she was finally dropped to the ground. The captain disappeared but it didn't take long for him to return with what looked like rough looking rope. Her eyes widened as the pirates and captain of the ship moved closer towards her.

"No, please don't do this..." she whimpered backing up, only to back into something. Tears sprang forth as they tied her to the mast. What were they planning on doing to her? She'd done all that was required of her! Could they not just..let her go now?

"Well... Now that I've had the pleasure of your first blow-job, it's time for you to share your new experience with the rest of my crew. So m'lady, you may not pick and choose, or be picky in the least bit. I expect you to serve them all with the same enjoyment that you served me, if you do... I will allow you a certain pleasure, that you have never experienced before. Do trust me in this, for if you do an awful job as my new whore... Well, perhaps I will have you whipped."

Again, her eyes widened and fear flashed through her eyes. She did not wish to be whipped. That was the furthest thing from her mind. She knew that she was under the captains control, at least...until they were on land. Then, mayhap she could run away. Obviously; the cruel captain would not release Princess Angelica, so she would have to release herself.

"Yes, sir.." she whispered, lowering her eyes.

Within moments, the first man came forward and awaited her lips to wrap around his cock just as she'd done with the captain. She glanced over at the captain then back at the awaiting cock. Closing her eyes, she slowly parted her lips and took him in her mouth sucking on it slowly.

Her eyes snapped open as she felt the captains finger pressed against her in the most intimate of ways. It felt odd, almost ticklish but not quite. Perhaps a bit better than being tickled and a soft moan escaped her lips as she took in more of the mans cock.

The pirate with his cock being sucked gave a grunt of surprise as Angelica moaned.

"Shiver me'timberz!" He said, "She be knowin' a trick'er two at that!"

Captain Fox wasn't phased by the comments or the laughter that followed, in fact he was entirely focused on the Princess's face. She was beginning to enjoy her ordeal, or at least become more comfortable with it. He toyed with her pussy; running his fingers across the slowly swelling lips, sliding his thumb through them and swabbing it against her entrance. But mostly it was her pleasure pin that he toyed with. Poking, pinching, and prodding the little nub as it began to swell fro all of the rough handling. Then he stopped, and waited awhile as the pirate finished getting his blowjob and spurted into Angelica's mouth.

"Ye best be swallowin it lil miss," He said, a spark in his eyes, "Might be all the nourshin' ye'll be gettin fer sometime, aye."

As the next pirate stepped up, Captain Fox caught a glimmer of lust in the innocent Princess's eyes. That made him smile slickly, and now instead of reaching for her cunny he turned his attention to her breasts. Pinching one, then twisting the other, and giving them gentle smack and squeezes in between. One of his hands did eventually drift down between her legs again to find them drenched in a nectar of pleasure. Smoothly his slid his fingers between her lips, rubbing them against the nub of pleasure.

"Boys," He said in a soft voice as the crowd of pirates quieted, "I'm thinkin we've found us quite the whorish little princess."

"Shiver me'timberz!" He said, "She be knowin' a trick'er two at that!"

What trick did he mean? She merely moaned at the ticklish feeling between her thighs; which was brought forth by the captain of the ship. Angelica wanted to pull away from the cock and tell them that she knew of no such trickery of which the pirate spoke of. However, she didn't. No, she couldn't. If she did, she feared for her life.

With her luck, the pirate would throw her overboard...or worse rape her. She squealed and whimpered as he pinched her love button, her squeals vibrating across the pirates cock. Her suckling never ceased as she continued to take more of it in and within what seemed like mere seconds that disgusting white creamy liquid sprang forth from this mans cock and into her mouth.

Angelica almost vomitted and as if the captain could forsee what she was about to do..

"Ye best be swallowin it lil miss," He said, a spark in his eyes, "Might be all the nourshin' ye'll be gettin fer sometime, aye."

She did just that, swallowing the white liquid. It was thick and salty and...it could've tasted worse. Before she had a chance to think, another pirate came forward and her eyes immediately drifted to his cock. She licked her lips and grabbed his cock; pulling it into her mouth. A moan of disappointment and a sharp gasp escaped her lips as the captain moved his hands from her love hole and then to breasts, slapping them and other things.

Angelica took more of the cock into her mouth and whimpered once more as he slipped his finger back inside. Her body tingled with pleasure as she continued forth, suckling the pirates cock as the captain played with her, ignoring the snide amused remark from the captain.