Damn Pirates {Open to One}

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Delilah was breathing in short huffs as she struggled with the ropes that were firmly tied around her wrists. She was bound tightly, the knots obviously done out of great skill. Her grunts and huffs were muffled thanks to gag in her mouth. Her captors were smart for the most part. The knots were tight, they’d gagged her, and locked her up. Well she wasn’t sure if it was locked, but she’d certainly be checking that out. They had forgotten to bind her feet thank God. The 18 year old brunette continued to rub the rope against the bed post, in attempts to cut it, though it didn’t seem to be working. She couldn’t find a sharp enough point.

Groaning, Delilah stopped for a moment, trying to catch her breath. It had been at least an hour since she’d awoke to find herself tied up in the floor of the bedroom. Her head was throbbing immensely, from whatever the hell they hit her with. It was a good thing for them they’d managed to knock her out though. Delilah, though named after a flower, was anything but gentle when pissed. And by God was she pissed. Her breathing slowed a bit, trying to recall the events that had taken place that had gotten her this far.

Damn, pirates…Yes. Pirates. She’d been tending to her mother’s gardens when they began to pillage the town. It was barely twilight, the sun setting slowly in the west, her gorgeous hazel eyes viewing its beauty. How could such a peaceful night go so wrong? Everything was quiet and something unusual caught her eye, the sight of flames. Unlike most of the girls in the town, she wasn’t one to wear a dress at all times. She had a tendency to wear her brothers’ slacks. Being the only girl in a family of 5 children easily made her a candidate for tom boyishness even in England. She was definitely not the delicate flower her name represented.

She had been waking up families and helping younger children hide when they captured her and boy did she put up at fight. It was good to be the youngest of 5, they taught you things despite how much your mother tried to instill ‘manners’ into you. She was sure she left one of those disgusting men with a black eye, another with a busted lip, and another with a cock that would be sore for at least a day. Thinking back, Delilah decided it must have been a sword hilt or something else that knocked her in the head.

Now she was here on this stupid rocking ship, locked and tied up waiting for God knows what. Twisting her body, the long haired girl pressed her tan tunic clothed shoulders against the bed post and began to sort of shimmy her way up so she was standing. Her dark brown pants were wrinkled, brown strands of hair in her eyes, as her somewhat petite body moved about the room. There had to be something in the room to get these ropes off. It was a good thing she had nice sized breasts or they might have just killed her. Then again, she might rather have been dead compared to what they might do to her. Not that they’d get it without a fight. Stumbling toward the side of the room, she froze hearing the door open…

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OOC: Mmk, I was bored so I made a post. It's about a barely legal girl who is abducted by pirates after a raid. She puts up a fight and plans to put up another with whoever enters. I'm thinking the head pirate? Or one of his goons. You can describe him, I left it open. I'd like for someone that posts in detail and is up for a struggle...PM me if interested.

Name: Delilah Anderson{Haven't decided}
Age: 18 yrs
Height: 5'6
Hair: Brunette, Long usually kept pulled in a ponytail
Eyes: Bright Hazel
Breast: Firm, 36 D
Personality: Tomboyish, feisty, dominant, Disobedient

 

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Captain Rassel rose with the dawning of the sun, cracking open his eyes to the first onslaught of light flooding the captains quarters. He groaned painfully, sitting up slightly, his head feeling like someone had worked it over with a smiths hammer. He'd had quite a lot to drink the previous night. He and the crew had been celebrating... though he couldn't quite remember what at the moment. That rum had a powerful kick to it.

With a superhuman exertion of will he forced himself to rise, his body protesting mightily as he did. There was a ship to run though and Jack had work to do. He smiled pleased as he looked around at the small room he had, taking in all the wealth around him. Suddenly his memory unfogged. That's what they'd been drinking for! Another successful raid. He grinned as his mind brought back images of the villagers running scared, those daring to stand being cut down mercilessly by Jack's crew. They'd made off with quite a haul.... Jack smiled as he remembered the other thing they had made off with. The girl had been feisty and his first mate and two gunners sported nasty injuries for the prize. Maybe he'd let them at her. After he had his turn. With an evil grin he pulled on his trousers and stepped outside.

Within ten minutes he had the crew awake and going about their duties with only a minimal amount of yelling involved. They were loyal to him, mostly out of fear and greed. As long as coin like that from the night before kept coming they would keep their cutlasses out of his back. It wasn't much, but it was all a pirate captain had. "OY! Marco, Luis, come with me, I want to greet our guest." The two bruised gunners smiled wickedly as they followed Jack to the small room they had trapped their 'guest' in.

Jack threw open the door and strode in, looking at the girl who had found her way to her feet, dirtied clothes, hair bedraggled, large ample bosom heaving from the effort of trying to escape. "Welcome aboard the Watchman." He said, evil flashing in his eyes as he advanced towards her.

OOC:
Sorry it took so long for me to finally get this up.. heh
Name: Captain Jack Rassel
Age: 28
Hgt: 6'1
Wgt: 185 lbs.
Very light brown hair bleached by the sun, piercing emerald eyes.

 

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Delilah stood as stiff as a board as the door creaked open. Maybe this was all a dream. Maybe her father or one of her several brothers were just coming to wake her so she could begin her chores. She held her breath which wasn't a great idea seeing as there was a gag in her mouth. Hastily she began to breathe through her nose as she turned to face who or whom ever entered the tiny room. Her prayers weren't answered, she wasn't in her tiny warm room. She was in a small rocking rat hole of a place with a total of three men in front of her.

The girl's hazel eyes narrowed as she spotted two familiar faces. One of the pirates had a busted lip and the other showed no real sign of injury. He had a patch over his left eye though. The scoundrel was either the one she kneed in the crouch or the on with the black eye. Which she couldn't tell, but he knew it was one of them. Moving her eyes from the two lackeys, they rested on who appeared to be the captain of the ship. His words were lined with poison it seemed though they weren't threatening...yet.

Seeing his advancing, Delilah took a step back. She had forgotten already that he wouldn't be able to understand but she was screaming at him, her vocals muffled and incomprehensible. Her stance was not that of a scared girl but instead it appeared somewhat challenging. Delilah stood with one foot in front legs spread as if ready to plow through them. She couldn't thanks to her size but if it came down to it she'd try.

OOC: It's quite alright. Sorry if I rushed you...

 

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Jack was a bit taken aback by the girl's fire. Most women Jack had encountered would be squirming in fear at this moment, faced with three fearsome pirates, two of which had good reason for wanting to gut her. Yet she stood her ground, mumbling angrily through the gag and by all rights preparing to defend herself if necessary. "Ye've got a fire to ye lass, thar be no doubts about that." Jack said, cracking a nasty grin. His head still pounded from the libations of the previous evening, but he had every confidence in his ability to deal with one fiesty wench. Though better to be safe than sore he thought as he motioned Marco and Luis forward.

The two strode forward, dodging the young girl's initial attempts to repel them and pinned her against the far wall, Marco groping her greedily before Jack cleared his throat loudly, raising his one uncovered eye at him warningly. "None of that, we'll settle accounts later." He said ominiously as he came forward, drawing his boot knife and smiling slightly at the small bit of fear that came into her eyes. With one swift motion he cut the gag from her mouth letting the cloth fall to the deck. "Don't yell lass. It won't do you any good anyhow." He said chuckling slightly as he stepped back to look her over. "Now ye've made quite a mess of my men here and I feel that some sort of compensaiton fer their pain is in order, but I figured I'd give you the opportunity to apologize to them first before anything gets too out of hand." He grinned wickedly, seeing the flames ignite in her eyes.

 

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Staring at the three, Delilah could feel her heart racing. This was crazy, it couldn't be happening, could it? She'd always had fantasies about battling pirates, but she had never been a damsel in distress in them. No, she would always win in her dreams and this was no dream. Not at all. The girl continued to rant despite the gag on her mouth. Showing weakness would only encourage them and that was the last thing she wanted to do. Fire? Get me out of these ropes and I'll show you fire. Her eyes darted from one guy to the next as they began to move forward, her heart jolting into an even faster pace.

Delilah tried slinging her shoulders to avoid them, hell she even tried kicking, but it was in vain as they pinned her against the wall. Her heart felt as though it was going to burst out of her chest at the rate it was going. A hand groped her, a look of fright and disgust donning on her features. Being man handled by dirty pirates, it was definitely a new low. The head pirate stopped the one named Marco from doing anymore than hold her against the wall. A knife was pulled from his boot, Delilah's eyes widening to his obvious amusement. Was he going to slit her throat? Gut her? No, that would be to simple for them.

She held her breath as he quickly cut the gag, her mouth released from its grip. Delilah gasped slightly and sputtered glad that thing was gone. A grimace was set on her face as he spoke, saying she should apologize as her eyes shone with fire. Her lip twitched a little and she leaned forward spitting on whoever was in distance. "I'll die before I apologize to you...you...scoundrels," Real witty comeback, Delilah.

 

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Captain Jack took a step backwards as she spit, but it still landed on his boot. With a look of disgust he sighed heavily at her. "I'm nae asking for much lass, just a simple apology for the physical harm and embarrassment ye visited upon my two crew mates. And yet ye'd rather die before saying yer sorry? Thas just plain rude." His face changed back to his vicious smile as he looked at her again, his eyes venturing up and down her body. "Besides, we're not nearly ready to be done with you." He stepped forward and with a quick flick of the wrist cut her top open, her ample breasts spilling out.

Stepping back and looking into her eyes. "Since ye're not keen on apologizing I'm gonna have to let me men have a little bit of fun." He turned and looked at Marco and Luis. "Ye go ahead and toy with her for a little bit, but none of the heavy stuff if ya know what I mean, she's dining with me later." He threw a nasty wink towards the girl as he turned and strode out of the small cabin, leaving Delilah alone with the two men.

Luis' hands, which had been holding the girl roughly against the wall of the ship came up and grasped at her breasts roughly, his hot rum soaked breath coming heavily as he squeezed. "She's got a nice pair on her this one..." He said, slurring his words slightly as Marco approached, greedy lust showing in his eyes. "Hold her still while I get them knickers off..."

 

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The captain easily avoided the girl's spit, though it did end up on his boot. It was better than nothing she supposed. A smirk lined her features as a disgusted look took over his once smug look, showing her she wasn't completely powerless. She still had a tiny bit of control. Delilah's smirk faded quickly however, the man's smile more unnerving than before. His eyes felt as they were staring right through her garments, causing a shiver to run down her spine. There had never been a time in her life she wanted to jab out someone's eyes more than at that very moment. Impulsively, she flinched as the knife connected with her loose shirt, her breasts in the open for them to see.

Delilah attempted to struggle but the men's grips were tight as of now. Toy with me? My God...this can't be happening... As soon as the captain winked back at her, Delilah began to struggle though her body was press harder against the wall to try and still her, their grimy hands on her breasts. He's breath smelt of alcohol, his words running together as he fondled her. "Get ya filthy hands off of me," she shouted, beginning to struggle once more. Again she kicked and squirmed as Marco grew closer knowing exactly what they were up to.

With another rough shove she was still. Delilah was breathing heavily as the two men began to strip her. Every now and then she kicked, try and push them away. "Let me go!"

 

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Captain Jack knew he wouldn't be able to leave his men alone with the girl for very long. Despite his fearsome demeanor he really didn't want to let his men completely have their way with the girl, not yet anyway. And he knew that if he left them alone with the buxom lass for too long then they'd conveniently forget his command to not rough up the girl too bad. Still it wouldn't do too much harm to give them a few more minutes. Putting some fear in the wench would help teach her her role in the whole thing all the faster. He looked up at the sun as he felt the spray of the sea in his face. "Shaping up ta be a fine day fer plunder..." He said to no one in particular before turning to face the man on the wheel. "Take us out to sea!" He ordered.

Meanwhile:
Marco caught a hard kick to his shin as he drew close and he growled at the woman, cuffing her across the cheek hard enough to stun her, but not to leave a mark. He ripped her bottoms off while she was dazed. Luis laughed as his hands rubbed at her tits, Marco pinning her legs against the wall as he knelt at eye level with her sex. "Oh lord, the things I could show you girl..." He said with a sneer as he looked towards the door where the captain had departed, as if weighing his options. "Hold her tight..." He said, glancing at the door nervously again as he began undoing his pants. "Cap'n said not to..." Luis said warningly, his hands still clamped over her breasts as he continued holding her back, his hardness grinding into her ass. "Cap shouldn't be the only one to have fun..." Marco said as he pulled his cock out, holding the erect thing in his hand. "I'm gonna make a lady out of you yet..." He said as he stepped towards the helpless prisoner.

 

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Delilah felt her foot connect with something solid, most likely on of the mens' legs. A smug smile lined her lips but quickly disappeared as she was hit and stunned. Luckily it wouldn't leave a mark but it still surprised her. She was trying desperately to keep her mind off the man roughly tending to her breasts, the feeling somewhat pleasurable. She wasn't about to let him know that though. The guy she had kicked was on his knees now, pinning them open and she felt a chill run down her spine, eyes growing wider as he unzipped his pants.

The guy holding her mentioned the captains order and though she nodded he didn't listen as he pulled his hard cock. First instinct was for her to jerk her heard so she couldn't see it as she cringed. They were really going to go through with it, or Marco was at least. For once she said nothing, too distressed to say much at all.

 

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Jack walked around the deck of the ship, his mind wandering in and out of the moment. He thought about their last plunder. It had been a much richer haul than he had expected from such a small town. Apparently they'd hit them right after a large public collection aimed at fixing the place's faulty irrigation system. They might starve, but Jack and his men would eat like kings thanks to them. And the girl was the icing on the cake. Jack would likely keep her around for a while, he did enjoy a woman's company, especially one that didn't cost him any of his coin. Probably about time he went and checked in on his men. He knew it'd be long enough they were probably up to some trouble with her by now...

Meanwhile:
Luis grasped the girl's breasts harder to keep her in place as Marco came forward, his swollen member leading the way. "I think she's actually ENJOYING this!" Luis laughed as he felt the girl's nipples growing hard underneath his hands. "Yeah, well she's really going to enjoy this..." Marco said, grinning evilly as he began positioning himself for entry on the struggling girl. "I know I am..." He pushed himself forward, his cock pressing against her thigh when the door slammed open. Marco paled as he spun around, attempting to stammer out an apology as Jack strode in the room. "She...she was asking fo...." He began, but didn't get a chance to finish as Jack pulled his flintlock pistol out of his belt and slammed the butt of it across Marco's jaw, sending him sprawling to the floor.

"Let her go and leave us... take Marco with you. I'll deal with him later." Jack commanded and Luis scampered out of the room, dragging Marco with him.

 

[Sexy_Trinity69]

Where on earth was the captain?! Hadn't he given them specific orders not to rough her up too much? Delilah knew how pirates were, they were rough with anything and everything and the thought of Marco's cock entering her made her cringe. There was no doubt he would rip her to shreds and she'd feel nothing but pain during the process that was meant to be pleasurable.

Luis' laughter made her want to smack him. She couldn't control or help how her body was reacting no matter how much she wanted to. Delilah was utterly defenseless at the moment but as Marco moved closer to her, his member too close for comfort she began to squirm again. "Get away from me!!!" she cried out as she felt it brush against her leg.

Her heart jolted as the door slammed up her captor and savior finally arriving. Before Marco got a chance to throughly explain himself, Jack had knocked him out cold. She was grateful of his presence but was still very wary of him as she slunk to the floor her shirt still ripped open, her britches gone, half of her body exposed. Weakly her brown eyes glanced up at the captain, a pained look on her face. "...Thank you..." she whispered in a barely audible voice before adding, "and it's the only one you'll ever get from me, pirate."

 

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Jack had been expecting it of course. Boy will be boys, men will be men, and pirates will be pirates. Still it wouldn't do to have his crew mates blatantly disobeying his orders. He'd deal with the two of them later. He grinned as he saw the fear and helplessness that was etched on her face vanish as she tried to put on the tough facade she had been holding onto desperately since they'd abducted her. She had to know deep down inside that nothing was going to end well for her. She would likely be used, either by him, or his crew if she proved unsatisfactory to his tastes, and then sold at port for a tidy profit to a slave handler.

"I wouldn't go thanking me quite yet loves." He said, sinister grin crossing his face. "I really do applaud your bravery, you've managed to not cry out or beg like most people in your position would have done by now. But ye must see how pointless it is to fight against me. Even if you were to escape there's nothing but water for miles around..." He walked around her in a slow circle, gazing up and down her naked body. She was a welcome sight after weeks at sea, that was for sure. They were due to hit up port sometime soon, but Jack wanted to get a couple more hauls before putting in. "Now lass.. I'll leave ya to your own for a bit while I deal with those two, but I expect you to be dressed.." He pointed towards the dusty standing closet in the rear of the cabin, "and ready for dinner within the hour, or the crew will be eating their dinner off yer naked form." He laughed at that as he turned and exited the cabin.