Booty (Closed for Elgon)

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Sarah huddled in the barrell that smelled like horrible, rotten potatoes. Her hair was a bit tangled, and even pulle dback it managed to find way to fall into her eyes. Every time she heard voices she froze, and sat extra still. She wasn't supposed to be here, she couldn't be found . . . why hadn't she thought this plan out better?

Sarah was 18, just barely 18, willful and sometimes a little too spirited. She tended to jump to conclusions and act on a whim, rather than think things out. This was one of those times. In a mad break to be free of her family she had climbed on this ship, a pirate ship, and dug herself into a barrell. If she had thought abotu how long she'd be stuck on teh ship, and the chances of being found . . . she might not have done so. Instead. she had acted the moment she saw the ship and now, as her legs adn back began to cramp, she wondered if jumping ship would be any better.

The she heard the voices close by, and she had the most inconveniant urge to stretch. She had a horrible charlie-horse. SHe covered her mouth so that she couldn't cry out, but her face screwed u p with pain.

And the worst of it was, the voices were getting clsoer rather than further. And they stopped right beside her barrell. SHe tried to burry a whimper of pain in her hand, but she would have to hope that the sound of their own voices would cover her own.
 
Captain Andrew was a tall man at 6’4 and 190 lb, blue eyes and long black curly hair, falling down in ringlets just below his shoulders. He was at the wheel and was directing his men to their duties, while the ship was being loaded with new provisions. He couldn’t wait to set sail and leave this stinking harbour, and chase after the Golden Goose carrying bullions in gold.

The Golden Goose had one hour start but was no match for the Seven Seas with nearly twice the sails.

“Hurry up you lazy scrums we don’t have all day”. He shouted to all his man. “Get a move on, get all those barrel down below or I will ration all the food till you all starve. His men’s knew him better though, he always called them names but he was the best Captain they ever sail with.

He called his first mate over and asked what was in that barrel by the port hatch and why it wasn’t taking down below where it belonged. “It’s full of beets and potatoes Captain” he replied.

“You better go on check it, the last time we anchored here for provisions they sold us rotten potatoes.”

He walked to the barrel and noted that the lid was loose. He looked inside and grabbed a hand full of what looked like red hair, and pulled the woman up.

“Captain” he yelled. Look what we got this time in stead potatoes, I think we got a very good bargain don’t you think?”
 
Sarah screamed when she felt her hair tugged on, then she was pulled strait up out of the barrel. Her pale complexion contrasted her bright red hair well, and her green eyes flashed with fear. SHe rup and grabbed at the wrist of the first mate, clawed at it.

"Let me go! Get your dirty hands off of me!"

Speaking of dirty, she wasn't exactly clean. Her dress was coveredin dirt, though it appeared to have been of a decent material before. She was plainly a merchants daughter, one of means but not too high classed. Her breasts were full, almost larger than they should have been.

"Let go you bafoon!" She tried to kick and realized that the barrell still held her from teh waist down. As her eyes finally fell ont eh captian she fell still a moment, her mouth open as if she were still in the midst of speech.

"Uh . . . oh. . . ."
 
Captain Andrew looked at her from the top leaning against the steering wheel; he had an amused smile on his face. The wench had some spirit in her given the circumstances she was in.

"Let me go! Get your dirty hands off of me!” She yelled at the first make.

That made Andrew break out laughing, as he looked at her covered with dirt and not doubts some rotten beets and potatoes.

He walked down than over to where the barrel was. He walked all around the barrel eyeing her very closely. The wench’s clothes were dirty and in disarray other than that, one could tell she was very beautiful and most of all she was very well built.

“For someone who is as dirty as you are, shouldn’t call others dirty even if you were referring to his hands.”

He picked one of her finger and raised her whole hand up.

“Look at your hands how dirty they are, and your face.” He put his index finger under her chin and pushed gently up to close her open mouth.

“Now tell me wench, who you are, what your name is, why are you on my ship and how you got into that barrel in the first place, unless you want me to put the lid back on, nail it and rolled it over the side.”

He leaned close so no one could hear him but her. “After I let every sailor on my ship have you one by one.”
 
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Saras ahir, the parts of it wich had come loose from her onytail, fell in mayhem around her face as she watched the captain closely. Her eyes were constantly narrowed, watchful. Her head turned with the captain as he circled her, straining against teh hand still holding her captive.


When he lifted her hand she jerked it back, glaring at his own hand. When he touched her chin she lifted her head some, her mouth closing quietly. But when he leaned close and uttered those foul words a flame lit in her eyes.

"You wouldn't dare!" Then again . .. he is a pirate. She warned herself to be wary. There weren't too many places to run, not even on a ship this large.

"Sarah . . . " She muttered her name, then raised her chin a bit more and looked at the captian with a challenging light in her eyes, "Sarah Greenebaum. Daughter of Damian Greenebaum." She stated her father's name with pride, hoping the show would keep her out of trouble.

She was a defiant girl, hence teh reason she had been running away. Her father was set on her future, and she wanted nothing to do with being the good wife of a man twice her age. Not even if he was richer than the king himself. She no longer struggled against the man holding her in place, isntead she stood with dignity and poise. Which had to terribly comical what with the way she looked standing in a barrell all dirty and mussed.

"And I just thought I'd take a little trip, like all the other girls do in teh summer." She smiled sweetly, inncenetly, even as her eyes spakled mischeviously.
 
“Sarah, Sarah Greenebaum. How do you do I am Captain Andrew and you are on my ship as you already know that.

“Sorry to interrupt Captain but we are ready to set sail when ever you give us the word, said his first mate.

He looked at Sarah for a moment than said. “Than set sail seen that lady Greenebaum wanted to sail with us we may as well take her along, than pulled her out of that barrel and take her to my cabin. I never had a cabin woman I think I will enjoy having one for a while.

He gave orders to fill his bath tub with just enough water and have it ready for him.

They took her down into his cabin and told the first mate to take charge as he was going to be busy for while.

The tub was ready when the entered his cabin and he told her to strip all her filthy clothes and get into the tub. When she just stood there not moving he walked up to her, and with a quick hand, he grabbed the front of her dress and ripped it off of her. "She indeed has delicious breasts" he tought as he looked at them

“Now listen to me Sarah, from now on you do what I tell you, when I tell you. Now removed the rest of those filthy clothes and get into the tub.”

Andrew could wait to see what she really looked like naked.
 
Sarah didnt' give any trouble as she was taken into the captains quarters, what good would it do? Bu twhen she was commanded to strip she stood her ground. At first she jsut stood stillk with her head held high. She cried oiut when he ripped her dress, adn she thought about attackinghim, but for once goo dsense held out.

Instead, she crossed her arms over her chest and stood once more defiantly.

"I will not. You can not make me." The girl challenged the captain with every word, every move she made. SHe didnt' bother to cover her breasts, she didn't bother to brush her hair from her face or even try to make herself look decent. Instead she raised her arms and pulled her hair free, letting it tumble around her face. She reached up and mussed her hair further, making it more of a tangled mess than it had begun,a nd then she crossed her arms aain and gave a smug smile.

"What do pirates need with clean women? You certainly aren't clean men!"
 
Andrew Looked at her with narrow eyelids than reached for her dress once again and ripped it off of her. The under thing she was wearing was of light material and it rip with a slight pull.

"What do pirates need with clean women? You certainly aren't clean men!"
“We may not be as clean as we like at times but we don’t intentionally go around filthy as you look at this moment.”

She tried to fight him off but the look in his eyes made her think twice before she struck him.

Sarah even though very dirty she was very beautiful, her body had no flaws that he could see, and her breasts and legs were magnificent.

Sarah was now standing naked in front of him looking defiantly at him. Andrew enjoyed looking at her as he never saw a more beautiful woman with clothes or without clothes on.

“You can stand there if you like I don’t mind looking at you if that’s what you want.”
 
Sarah stomped her foot angrily and then turned to the bath tub. She stepped intot eh tub and sank below the water, continuing to glare.

"Don't think that just becuase I'm bathing I'm going to do anything else you say!" She made certain he knew where she stood as she began to clean erself, dunking her head under tha water. To her dismay, to ska her hair she had to arch her backa nd her breasts popped out of the water . . but then he hair was the dirtiest part of her.

"I don't like being dirty either . . . " The words were muttered.

She did her best not to looka t teh man standign over her, or to think about what it would be like to be a . . cabin wench . . as he so p t it.

"And if you think I'll do . . . sexual things for you, youa re terribly mistaken, Captain Pervert."
 
Sarah might have been angry at him but she did what she was told and got into the tub, she sank completely under the water than came up still glaring at him. He smiled inside to himself enjoying looking how good she looked.

"Don't think that just because I'm bathing I'm going to do anything else you say!"

Sarah kept talking and trying to sound that she couldn’t be forced to do anything he told her, but she didn’t know him well enough yet than she would summit to him soon enough.

She slowly washed herself and as she dunked her head backwards to soak her hair, she came up chest first showing him her delicious breast with her big hard nipples.

She truly was something to look at, and he could wait to have her as his cabin wench.

"And if you think I'll do . . . sexual things for you, you’re terribly mistaken, Captain Pervert."

“That will remain to be seen my beautiful wench, you will do everything and you will come to love doing everything.”

He looked at her now as she was completely clean and felt the stirring in his groins just looking at her.

He walked to the tub with a towel and held it up for her.

“You are very clean now come on out of there and dry yourself, and while you do that I get something for you to wear.”
 
Sarah crossed har arms and sh ook her head. Now that she was covered and clean she would stand her ground.

"No."

One simple word that held every bit of defiance she had in her, and more than the captain ahd probably seen in years. She didn't look at him, instead she looked dead ahead at teh wall, her arms crossed over her chest and her feet sticking out of the tub.

"I'm not moving. Not until you say you'll turn the ship around and let me off. Or at least until you sayyou won't touch me."
 
When she said “No.” It was all that he wanted to hear. Andrew knew it was time she found out he was in charge aboard his ship.

"I'm not moving. Not until you say you'll turn the ship around and let me off. Or at least until you say you won't touch me."

He yanked the towel off of her before she knew what happen than picked her up out of the tub. He carried her to his bed and dropped her on it and she bounced with her legs flying about.

When she landed she was facing him with her thighs wide open and her pussy lips where slightly open.

He took his boots off than his shirt and his britches fallowed as she looked at him with her mouth wide open.

“Sarah you have two choice and no more because this ship is sailing in the opposite direction.

The first choice is for you to do what I say, and the second if you don’t, is for you to spend that rest of this journey down below with the rest of the sailors.”

He had taken all his clothes off as he talked and now he was standing naked in front of her.

He was not fully aroused yet but his cock looked very long and thick as her eyes fell on it.
 
"With the sailors . . .. " She repeated the last part as she stared at his cock, then she came back to her senses. Scrambling back across the bed she clsoed her legs and wrapped her arms around them.

"I don't like either of those!" She pouted some, sitting on the furthest edge of the bed.

"I want to go home!"

She kept her eyes on him, beginning to climb back off the bed. "I'll jump into the sea before you can touch me!"

With that she took for the door, managing to get past him and throw the door open. She was at the rail before any of the men realized what was going on, and suddenly she lost her nerve. Leaning over teh reail andlooking down at the water, she froze, her bare ass in teh air and her breasts hanging over the side of the ship.
 
Andrew stood there looking at her as she looked at him up and down, and when her eyes rested at his cock she looked at it a little longer he thought. Was it fear or was it something else that he saw in her eyes.

He didn’t think she would want to be down below with the rest of the sailors, and he hoped she would go for the other alternative. Be his cabin wench as it had many more benefits then down below.

“I don’t like either of those,” she replied as she moved further away on the bed. “I want to go home” she added.

Home was where she now was in his cabin and she better start to realize that, as the ship was now on the high sea and a long time till the need more provisions.

"I'll jump into the sea before you can touch me!" She said as if she thought that would make him change his mind.

Andrew was a little amused by her statement and he didn’t try to stop her when she made a dash for the door. He fallowed her up to the deck and fallowed her to the rail waiting to see what she would next.

The sailors were now gathered closer looking at her naked body and licking their lips. She looked over the side her lovely ass up in the air and her big firm breasts over the rail.

He walked over next to her and looked down into the sea.

“I forgot” he said to her. You do have a third choice, you are looking at it. She kept looking into the sea not moving,

He picks her up in his arms and carried her back down to his cabin and dropped her on the bed, they were both still naked and he got on the bed next to her. He body was touching his and he stopped her when she tried to move away.

“I am your best choice whether you like it or not.” He kissed her mouth hard as he put his leg between hers so she wouldn’t move. She fought to push him off her but he held her head as he kissed.

Andrew was aroused and his cock was pressing into her hip and with out breaking the kiss. Cupped one breasts and kneaded it as he squeezed her nipple.
 
Sarah cried out as she was picked up, and she bluhshed realizing all the other men could see her naked body. SHe squirmed in the ca[tain's arms, and kicked iut at one of the clsoer men. As she was once mroe thrown on the bed she started ro roll off of it, but foudn herself pinned.

She started to protest but there was a mouth over her and she found herself trapped in a strong kiss. SHe whimpered and pushed upwards, but faile da t moveing him. Her feet kicked out at his legs, but all she really ended up doign was rubbing agiasnt his cock. SHe could fee it growing to full capacity agisant ehr and she made a frightened noise.

As he grabbed her breast she instinctually moaned, but the moan turned into a squeel of anger as she arched her back, trying to break away. Her breath was quick and labored and she wanted to slap him, but found her hhands otherwise involved in trying to push him off of her.

"Mm-- MMMM!"
 
Andrew was going to have her the hard way if that’s what it took, and even though she fought him she couldn’t do very much. He had her well pinned with part of his body over hers.

He forced his tongue into her mouth and he heard what sounded like a moan, but than it was hard to know as his mouth was on hers like they were joined together.

He moved one hand over her body feeling every deeps and valley of her luscious body. Her skin felt silky and smooth under his hand, and the inside of her thighs felt like hot velvet to his hand.

With his leg between hers she couldn’t close her thighs even though she tried to, and he rubbed the palm of his hand over her mound. This time he was sure he heard something like a moan.

He broke the kiss and kissed her breasts one at a time, than took a nipple into his mouth and rolled it with his tongue, than did the same with the other.
She kept squirming under him and the more she did the harder his cock got. He slid a finger between her cunt lips and rubbed her clit a little harder that he wanted to but he was set on taking her the hard way.

Sarah kept trying to fight him off but after he rubbed her clit he felt some wetness on his finger, and though she was fighting him, her body was slowly responding to his touch.

He lowered his mouth to her breasts and felt the heat of her nipples as he bit them both but not to hard, just hard enough for her to feel it.
 
Sarah cried out intot he kiss, arching her back as she felt his hands run over his body. When she felt his fingers on her pussy she kicked out, re-energized for a oment. Then, sudden'y, s he stp\opped fighting for a moent as she moaned again. She found herself unable to fight as her body began to become wet.

Whe he moved down to kiss her breasts and suck her nipple, though, she grew angry again. SH epushed at his head and screamed. The irrational part of her hoped one of the men onboard would hear her and come save her.

For a moment she forgot that she was on a pirate ship.

"Stop!! STOP! Don't TOUCH me!" She tried to push his hands away, his head, even as her cunt began to steadliy lubricate itself.

"Please, stop!"
 
“Stop!! STOP! Don’t TOUCH me! Me” she yelled at him as she fought to move away from him.

Andrew was not about to stop no matter how much she pleaded to him. He was going to fuck her like he never fucked before. Sarah’s body had turned him on since he first saw her, even though she was filthy dirty as she was.

Sarah had the body that cried to be fucked hard and she was proving it by the way she fought him. He she was worth every effort he had to make, but once he had her she would be the wildest woman he even had in his life.

He body was getting hotter with every touch of his hand and her cunt was getting wetter by the minute. He wanted to eat her cunt like never before, and he pulled his finger out than put it in his mouth licking it clean with a smile.

“You taste even better than I had thought Sarah, and I will let you taste yourself to prove it.”

Andrew moved his body over hers without loosing a grip of her, than straddle her chest pinning her under his weight and his face over her pink wet cunt.

He held her thighs wide open and buried his face in to that delicious cunt of hers. Her aroma alone was enough to drive him crazy with want of her.

He licked her all her juice before his tongue slid inside and licked her as she kept flowing. Sarah hips responded as she had no control over them, her body was now craving this and he was more than glad to give it her.
 
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