The Captain & The Beauty (CLOSED)

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

Clarabelle was the daughter of Lord Henry Winchester. She was twenty-one years old and never had known the touch of a man. Her father wanted to focus on books and cooking not getting up and close with males. She didn’t have the greatest choices of suitor home in Winchester. It was quite a dull place, so she lost herself in tales of far off places and sword fights. She did like to read books about romance and the stories were of Vikings and pirates. She liked the adventures and how the men were such brutes but could show such tenderness with a lady but also such animal sexual rage. Those books kept her company late at night and her hand did wander and play with her delicate untouched flower. She was always taught you should wait till marriage to give your flower away. Although no man had ever pleased her, she had been pleased by someone. Her handmaiden Eliza had more than one or twice touched her as she bathed her and even used her tongue to make the beauty moan. She was attracted to females but with her eyes closed she fantasised about a big hunk of a man pleasing her instead. Unlike many high society women of Winchester, she wasn’t a passive woman at all she was known for standing up for herself and could debate with the most stubborn and aggressive men and not flinch or back down. Her father said she was just like her mother in that way, but Clarabelle never got to see that with her own eyes. Her mother had died when she was young, and she didn’t remember her, but her father had told her many tales.

Every summer her father would take her out on his grand ship with some of his high society friends and servants as well. The yearly sail was in honour of her mother. It was the only adventure Clarabelle had in her life and she lived for the whole summers out on the ship. Every trip they had ever taken had been amazing the only bad thing was that they ended. Clarabelle was stood out on the deck looking out at the sea the wind blowing in her hair and her white summer dress. The smell of the sea air filled her nose. Her father and his friends were in the study and servants going about their job. She wondered where they would next dock and how exciting it would be exploring a new place. She loved trying different foods, taking in the art and people watching. She went to sit down on a lounger which had one of her favourite books on it was a romance novel. She laid back the hot sun beating down on her as she read her book. She closed her eyes daydreaming of having her own romance. She was unpleasantly brought back from the daydream by a loud bang. The ship had been shot by a cannonball. Her father came rushing out onto the deck. “My angel come our ship is under attack.” Her father said pulling her down below deck. He got her to hide under the desk and told her to keep still and quiet. She wondered who would attack their ship.

 

[Homerun2611]

Captain Rick, The Sword, Castellono and his crew had been at sea for over three weeks and were running short on provisions. As luck would have it, he had been only a few hours away from turning sail and heading to a nearby island, St. Martin or Barbados to get his crew some R&R and reload. This had been a very long dry spell for him, and he knew he could survive one dry spell, but not two, after all that was how he had become Captain himself, running his sword through Redbeard, and his top hand, and taking control himself.

The reality was he was a much better Captain and a far better fighter, a master swordsman and he had taught his crew to fire canons with the precision of a pistol. However, Captains did not keep their crews loyal absent bounties and liquor, and "The Sword" knew that, and knew his crew was restless. "Starboard ho, thee sails at a little over 2 leagues." It was music, two the Captains ears, his prayers answered, although he and anyone answering prayers were not on a first name basis. They had not run across a single ship, during their entire stay at sea, and now in the 11th hour.

"Turn starboard and take chase!" His ship was swift and agile, and in a little over an hour the ship loaded with aristocrats was within shot. "Take the tail, wound her but do not sink her!" His command was clear and expertly followed, and in another half hour the grappling hooks and lines from his ship were cast and they were boarding the ill prepared vessel. Five courageous but foolish men, wielding muskets and pistols attempted to fight, but the pirate sharpshooters quickly subdued any resistance.

Captain Rick was not here to kill, he was here to steal, money, jewels, rum, ale, water and...women. Men were useless, untrustworthy, and difficult. Women, younger women, would provide entertainment, cooks, and potentially could be sold at port as house and sex slaves.

The Captain and crew made quick work of the assault, loading the men, into life boats, and leaving them to risk their luck at sea...the women were taken in and sorted, the older or infirmed sent off with the men, the servants set in one area, the more attractive brought on deck for selection by the men in order of rank. Lord Henry was the clear leader and begged to speak to the Captain, "My Daughter, please my daughter, take my ship, jewels, money, rum...just let my daughter stay with me."

"Show me this daughter...you know that your request will sentence her to likely death...your odds of being rescued, or floating near an island slim?" The rich Lord thought, "even death was better than what these men might do to her." He took the Captain in to his office, and there under his death was the gorgeous young blonde, a clear defiance in her eyes. "This is my Clarabelle, please let her leave with me?" However, as soon as the Captain saw her, there was no chance. He was a man of surprisingly discriminant tastes, and this young lass was the most spectacular he had seen. "There is not a chance my Lord!" he smirked, "... but do not worry, she will be in good hands....MINE!" He ordered that she be taken to his quarters and tied up, "I will have the head of anyone who lays a hand on her, she is for me, and me alone!"

 

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

Clarabelle could hear above deck there were many feet walk across the deck. She could see hear cries from the woman. She definitely would not be crying like them whatever her fate held. She was a strong woman and although she was small and looked rather delicate, she was tough. The only times she had ever cried where about her mother. There was nothing that could cause worse pain than not having her mother. Her father did his best to look after her and unlike some of the other Lords was not afraid to show and tell her he loved her. She was worrying about her father he wasn’t the strongest of men and not witty enough to out wit whoever had stormed the ship. She wanted to go up and help but what could she do to stop pirates.

She heard footsteps outside the office. She held her breath. She was scared of what her future might hold but she would not shed a tear. She would not give whoever was going to storm her hiding place the satisfaction of seeing her cry. The door open and she waited to see who it was. She looked above and saw her father and saw a man. She looked at the man and found herself thinking he was rather attractive nothing like the men back home. She saw the way he was looking at her. Her heart was racing. She knew although her father pleaded for him to let her leave with him it wouldn’t happen. Hearing him declare she was his made her roll her eyes. Another man who felt entitled to have whatever he wanted didn’t impress her at all.

He told his crew to take her back to his quarters and tied her up and threaten them not to lay a hand on her. She got up onto her feet. She hugged her father. “I will be fine father I promise.” She said. She kissed her father’s cheek. “Captain whatever your name is you don’t need to tie me up. I won’t run if you make sure my father is okay. Even if you just drop him on some island. Please Captain have mercy.” She said looking up at him.

 

[Homerun2611]

“Captain whatever your name is you don’t need to tie me up. I won’t run if you make sure my father is okay. Even if you just drop him on some island. Please Captain have mercy.” He looked at her, "and if I do this for you, I expect that I will be shown significant gratitude." There was a small island two hours to the North. It was uninhabited but they had once had to dock there and there was food to be had, and at least they would have a chance.

She was defiant, he could tell, ultimately he could do with her as he pleased, but for now, what he pleased was to inspect this beauty more closely, to gaze upon the body that held the clingy white gown. She was spectacular, a present from the Gods and he wanted to have it unwrapped. He would live up to his word, if she did as he asked, if not, that was her decision.

"Hold the prisoners here, and I will take the lady, I will let her barter for her father's life, and her friends." He took her by the hand and he saw the heads turn as he walked her at speed to his cabin. "You realize you now hold your father's life in your hands, I won't touch you but if you want me to take him to safety, you will show me what I have in my hands. I want you to disrobe for me slowly and I will have you attired to please me...or do I need to tie you up and do with you as I please, and cast your father and friends aside to a certain death?"

 

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

“My angel you don’t have to do this.” Clarabelle’s father said. “I do you have always raised me to do what I believe is right and stand up for what I believe.” Clarabelle said. She looked at the Captain. “Well I will be grateful, but I will not grovel at your feet.” She said. She knew lesser woman would be afraid of this man, but she wasn’t. If he was going to kill her, he was going to do it no reason to cry about it and be scared. He was gazing at her body like other men had done many times before, but she actually didn’t mind him checking her out. He was attractive but a bad man trying to hurt those she loved not physically but them through mental and emotional pain. She would do what he wanted to a certain extent, but she did have morals.

She wasn’t going to give her flower to this man willingly. She was always taught to wait for marriage with someone actually love and they respect you. She didn’t ever think she could love this man. He hadn’t shown a good heart or a good man to her to actually want to love. He took her hand his hand was much bigger than her small delicate hand. He walked her off to his cabin. “I will not allow you to touch me. I will behave doesn’t mean I have to let you touch me. You see me as your property, but you don’t own my soul and mind I will always be a strong woman who you cannot break.” She said. She had such a strong spirit to her.

She was willing to disrobe for him. She was confident with her body and to save her father she would show him her body that had never been looked upon by a man before. She ever so slowly undid the buttons of her dress. Her breasts fell free heaving in and out breathing heavily. She slid out of her dress and then her panties her body naked in front of him. She wondered if he realised, he was the only man to see her like this.

 

[Homerun2611]

He enjoyed this even more than he expected, he was truly surprised by how mesmerized he was by her beauty. The Captain was rugged, handsome, and very successful with the ladies. This was not his first time with a high society woman. However most of them, no make that all of them had been a disappointment.

Oh they had feigned, chastity and purity, described how they shouldn’t, had never, but it was clear they had, and often. Quickly submitting, with loose pussies, the wanted a man to pound their lifeless bodies, and simply enjoy being filled, once again, by a huge cock. While the concept of purity was. A turn on, he wanted a challenge, a woman capable of being his equal and withstanding and exceeding any test he presented.

He watched as her fingers, fingered her buttons, and slowly, sensually began to reveal the treasure that was her body. My God, she was incredible, each reveal of skin, every curve more delicious than the last. He did not care what else was on this ship, gold, gems, nothing could compare to what was now naked and displayed before him. Hw would. Be damned if he would let her know how much he desired her, although the steel pipe, barely constrained in his leather pants was hard to ignore.

He twirled his finger and she slowly turned, she was perfection from every angle, he licked his lips, but there was not a speck of her he didn’t want to taste, she was delicious, never had he so anticipated bedding a woman. However, he would learn, that she was no ordinary woman. He needed to deliver a message.

He stood up, and let out a sigh, he closed on her, and as he reached out. And grasped her pussy, he whispered in her ear, “I will live up to my word, I am a man of my word, but you do not make the rules, no one on my ship but me makes the rules....” He pressed a finger up toward her opening, “You are tight, that is good....but you are my property....and you will determine for yourself how much I value you.”

He gave her sweet little pussy one more firm squeeze, and turned and walked out. He sent in two of his wenches to help her redress, one sneered at the gorgeous young woman, “The Captain likes your dress,, we will take you to his side when you are ready, he is commanding the crew to drop off your father and guests on a nearby island, you must have pleased him?”

 

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

Clarabelle could tell by the way he was looking at her although he seemed to be playing it down he wanted her. She could a bulge in his trousers that made her blush. She slowly turned for him her naked body on show for him. She watched him move in close on her and she backed up blocking herself in by the wall. He reached her and grabbed her pussy. She was completely taken a back by his actions. No man had ever touched her there before. She bites down on her lip wriggling around under his touch. “You we proving yourself not to be a man of honour you said you wouldn’t touch me and look you are.” She said looking up at him trying not to give him any sort of reaction. Her pussy was getting from his touch even though she was trying to fight liking the feeling. “Just because you claim me as your property doesn’t mean I’ll give you my body. I will not willingly give you any of me. If you try to take my innocents I will fight you all the way and I don’t know what kind of woman you are use to but I’m one who will not be broken.” She said. He squeeze her pussy before leaving her. Her heart was racing and her pussy was on fire.

His wrenches entered the room. She was pleasantly surprised to hear he was going to let her father and his guests go free. She saw the wenches moving over to her. “I don’t need your help dressing so back off.” She said moving away from his wenches. She couldn’t believe this man had just touched her where no other man had ever touched her. She redressed and fixed her hair. “Come on then take me to him.” She snapped. They led her away to the captain. “She’s a feisty one captain you sure she’s worth the bitching.” One of the wenches said. Clarabelle glared at her. She was use to woman not liking her they were jealous of her beauty the way attention she got from men that she didn’t even try for or give back. The way these two women were looking at her really annoyed her. She decided to turn on some charm just to piss them off. “For a man who has just touched me I don’t even know your name Captain. I’d like to be able to thank you by name for setting my father and his guests free.” She said touching one of his muscular arms.

 

[Homerun2611]

As the Captain left, retaking command of his ship and ordering his crew to tow the wounded ship to the nearby island, after which they would send the discarded prisoners off in a long boat, and pillage the Lord’s ship of all gold, jewels and provisions. There were three large barrels of rum, and some ver fine wines, cured meats and other delicacies which would keep his crew quite happy. Those in addition to the treasures and the women, and the Captain would have a very happy crew.

He ordered her trunk brought to his cabin, that would be her new home. He hoped she had some things that would please him, he liked women to show quite a bit of flesh, and at night, it was lingerie or nothing at all. There were rumblings at his instant claiming of the young beauty, but as the one winch explained, “none of the rest of you could possibly tame her, and only the Sword’s cock is likely to turn her, if she can be turned at all.”

The Captain’s reputation as an extraordinary lover was legendary, as were the stories of his cock, the legendary “sword” and its ability to claim any female he desired. Therein was the issue, and even the beautiful, buxom pirate wenches knew they were mere placeholders, gladly sharing the Captain’s fancy for the opportunity to be taken by the sword. They looked on this new woman with uncustomary fear and jealousy, for she was a rare beauty, and they could see the Captain eyed her quite differently.

He hid his smile. As. She came up beside him, but he felt the sizzle of excitement as she touched his shoulder. “For a man who has just touched me I don’t even know your name Captain. I’d like to be able to thank you by name for setting my father and his guests free.” He saw the others watching and slid his hand aroundher this waist. “Captain Rick Castellono, or The Sword, or Master, as you prefer. I am having your things brought to my quarters, I will also have our seamstress fit you for silks I might enjoy. You will have plenty of time to thank me, we will eat privately tonight, and then later, if I have to tie you up, I will, it is good that you remember the generosity I showed your father.”

He ran the back of his hand down her jawline, then thought of something, “ Your pussy...it is so smooth and beautiful, do you not grow hair, it is stunning as you displayed it. If there is someone who tends to that, I do like it. As you are mine, would you like to claim one of the others as your servant?” He heard the gasps, they could not beleve what their Captain was doing, but he did, he wanted her to clearly understand the perks of being his chosen one...and make sure she had incentives to sustain that position...

 

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

Clarabelle felt his hand slide around her waist. She actually like his big muscular arm around although she would not admit it. “Well Captain Rick Castellono I am thankful for your mercy and for being somewhat a man of your word, but I will never call you Master. You may own me, but I have no Master. Thank you for having my things brought to me and like I have said before I will behave so need to tie me up.” She said. She runs her fingers through her hair looking into his eyes. “I am sure we will have pleasant evening but don’t get your hopes up too much.” She said. She felt the eyes of the crew on them and it made her feel uncomfortable.

He ran his hand over her jawline. He had quite a soft touch for a brute of a man. She blushed him talking about her pussy in front of everyone. “Captain Castellono you have no class.” She said hitting his chest in a playful manor. She realised that this man was giving her luxuries that he had never given before so that meant he really liked her and maybe she should use it to her benefit. “Well Captain my handmaid’s take very good care of me especially Eliza so I would like her to stay with me as my servant.” She said glancing over to Eliza who shared some similarities with the Captain because she had touched her unclaimed flower too.

"Now Captain I am rather peckish when is dinner?" She asked him her hands moved over his manly chest. She knew she had to keep him somewhat sweet even if she wasn't going to give him all of her she could be friendly at least. She knew he liked her so any attention she gave him would be welcome even if she wasn't willing to drop to her knees like she knew all these women on board did so easily for him. She was not going to fall so easily like these women did and even though she was attracted to the man she wouldn't be easy to win over.

 

[Homerun2611]

The Captain was used to women throwing themselves at him. The two pirate wenches standing by him made it clear, any hole any time, they loved serving, and being serviced by, the Sword. So, he hid his smile as Clarabelle tried to play it cool. “I am sure we will have pleasant evening but don’t get your hopes up too much.” He leaned in and whispered, it isn't my hopes being up I am concerned with." He gave he derriere a little squeeze and focused on his men navigating the prisoners to the deserted island. Her ass felt good in his hand, the perfect blend of firm and soft, he couldn't wait to bend her over and enjoy.

As she mentioned her handmaid he called her over, she was also young and beautiful but seemed to understand innately the benefit the Captain was about to offer. Eliza had seen the look in the other pirates eyes, how they envisioned her as the tasty treat on their rotisserie spit. With the right men she might not have minded the idea, but some of these men were more like savages. All but the handsome Captain that was, she had even been a bit jealous when her madam was personally chosen by the ruggedly handsome scalawag. He motioned for her to be brought to him.

"Your Lady desires your continued service, is it you who has prepared her pussy so deliciously?" Eliza did her best to submissively nod, thinking that would please the Captain. He pulled his two most beautiful wenches over, "I would like you to prepare these two similarly....and understand you won't just service the Lady, but me as well, but I can promise you will enjoy this role far better than the alternatives." She now looked up and smiled, bowing in a curtsy, her shortish dress and somewhat plunging neckline showing the assets she had at her disposal to please her masters. "Yes Sir, I have enjoyed serving the mistress and would welcome being of service to you as well."

In a little over an hour now they would drop off her father, and he would have her for his own. She seemed to like the attention despite her frequent suggestions that she was not encouraging his advances, yet he felt her hand on his chest, and her breath on his neck, "Now Captain I am rather peckish when is dinner?" He pulled her in close so that her mound pressed against his strong thigh. "Well, I thought that we should get your father to safety first, I will have the crew boil some lobsters and we will have red potatoes and wine, but I want to eat when the sun is setting in the western sky...before that I would like Eliza to bathe us, and I would like to watch myself, exactly how she so expertly manicures your sexy little cunt."

 

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

Clarabelle bites on her lip feeling him squeeze her ass. She quite liked the feel of his hands on her tight ass. She didn’t pull away but didn’t give much a response either. She was one who could hide her feelings very easily. Her body on the other hand couldn’t hide it as well. If he knew what was going on inside of her panties right now, he would know she did like him. Her pussy was getting wet at his touch although she was trying to fight liking him touching her.

She didn’t like the way the Captain was talking about her handmaiden serving them both. She was surprisingly jealous. He seemed to want her so badly but was talking about Eliza serving him. She rolled her eyes hearing Eliza say she would welcome servicing him. She was a desperate little whore. Clarabelle felt like she had made a mistake choosing her. She looked at Captain. “If you want anything to ever happen between me and you Captain you will not touch her. I am not a lady who shares very well.” She leaned in and whispered to him pushing her breasts against him.

He pulled her in close her mound pressed up against his strong thigh. She closed her eyes for a few minutes enjoying the feeling of his thigh pressed up against her mound. There was quite some heat coming from between her legs. “How far is this Island you are going to leave my father and his friends? Will you allow me to spend some time with my father before we get there? Lobster is my favourite I look forward to it.” She said. She didn’t comment on him wanting Eliza to bathe them and for him to watch her manicure her cunt as he called it. She didn’t like him talking about her cunt so openly with others listening.

 

[Homerun2611]

The Captain finds the hand maid's flirting funny, and he appreciates her sensibilities, the Sword can respect someone with common sense survival skills and the ability to make the most of the options in front of them. His new suitemate apparently less so. “If you want anything to ever happen between me and you Captain you will not touch her. I am not a lady who shares very well.” She presses her full yet delightfully perky breasts against him and he feels the heat of her as he pulls her close. He even squeezes her ass, he does want her, he wants her now.

He leans in so his breath warms her neck and his lips lightly touch her ear, "You're a possessive one aren't you? I like it...I am the same, I mean if I ever found someone I really wanted, and I claimed her, I would expect to own that sweet pussy as mine...only mine!" He kissed her neck and gave it a little taste. "I will be hungry tonight....the island is still a little over an hour off, I will have my wench take you down, but don't disappoint me."

The Captain took over command and skillfully took the ship to within 300 yards of the shore. They dropped long boats, and took the prisoners to shore including Clarabelle's father. The Captain made a gift of some flint, a sword, knife and machete, along with some twine. If they were resourceful they could survive, but it would be up to them as it might be a long time before another ship sought shelter there. He didn't tell Clarabelle of his generosity. Their old ship though was completely ransacked all treasure and food stores, and the glorious rum taken, but he left the barrel with the prisoners to collect rain water they would also need to survive.

The ship was cast adrift and they were on their way. He called for Clarabelle and her hand maid to meet him in his quarters and had a bath drawn, when they showed up he smiled. "I want to watch you bathe her, and I want her pussy nice and clean shaven..." He sat down smiling, a glass of rum in his hand, he had a front row seat for this little show!

 

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

The Captain pulled her close to him and squeeze Clarabelle’s tight ass. His warm breath on her neck made her feel tingles all over her body. “Well there isn’t much competition is there really? There is me and then there is nobody Captain.” She whispered to him with a slight smirk. She was confident that he wasn’t interested in her hand maid. He kissed her neck and she let out a soft sweet moan surprising herself. She chastised herself in her head. She wasn’t supposed to like this man or want him, right? She kept telling herself he was her captive and not let herself fall for his charm. He was a charming and devilishly handsome man, but she told herself she would not be like every woman he met and just give in without a fight and some struggle. He would have to earn her affection.

“Thank you, Captain, for allowing me time with my father. I will not forget your kindness.” She said with a smile. She softly kissed his cheek before going off with one of his wench’s. She was thankful he gave her sometime with her father so she could say goodbye. Her father was struggling with the fact she was going to be staying aboard with the Captain. “Father I will be fine I am made of tough stuff just like mother. I will not let The Captain treat me badly I can stand up for myself even against a brute like him.” She said. It was time to say goodbye and of course she was sad that she would never see her father but at least The Captain hadn’t killed him. Her father held her tightly before going off with The Captain. She watched the ship sail away.

Clarabelle and Eliza were called to his quarters. She knew what was going to happen. The Captain wanted to watch Eliza bathe her and tend to her pussy, so it was clean shaven. The Captain had already seen Clarabelle naked, so she didn’t care about stripping down in front of him. “Captain I must say I don’t like the way you talk about my well cunt as you put it in front of your whole crew.” She said sliding into the bath. Eliza began washing her body soaping over her pecky bosom then down her flat stomach towards her pussy. “Master do you have a shaver?” Eliza asked as she washed her lady’s pussy her fingers working her pussy clean. Clarabelle bites on her lip keeping moans in. This would normally be the time Clarabelle threw her head back and enjoyed her maiden touching her, but she didn’t want to give The Captain that kind of show.

 

[Homerun2611]

Part of the Captain enjoyed how close Clarabelle was to her father, a Daddy's girl would know almost instinctively how to please a man. She showed hints and he could sense her growing desire for him. When he had felt her mound pressed against him, he could feel the heat of desire. She was a virgin, but her body had been designed by God to give and receive pleasure. In his mind he couldn't wait to have her, and see how far they might push each other's limits.

He found it cute and sexy when she tried to assert her power, and reprimand him, even as she was stripping down to allow him to watch her being bathed and shaved by her hand maiden in front of him. “Captain I must say I don’t like the way you talk about my well cunt as you put it in front of your whole crew.” He laughed, "But it is such a gorgeous and sexy cunt, and it is now mine, you understand that, correct? Mine or no one's and a cunt as sexy as yours must be enjoyed....you will be amazed at the things I will make you and it feel!...." Then he acquiesced a bit, "But I will be more careful, for I want your cunt only as mine, for my and your enjoyment....I just find it difficult to not think about how much I covet that treasure between you beautiful legs!" The captain was bold and he knew no man had ever spoken to the debutante as he did, for she had never known a man with the sexual confidence of the Captain.

The handmaiden asked him if he had a shaver. He smiled, and went to his box of special treasures, and in there was a mother of pearl handled razor with a straight edge blade that he made sure stayed perfectly sharpened. "This should do, and I may have you do my best wenches too, I think they would enjoy being smooth and well groomed too, I believe they would enjoy your touch, as your Lady should only receive pleasure by my touch unless I give permission."

He watched Clarabelle as he was again laying claim to her cunt as his or nobody's, and nobody would not be an option. The handmaiden was meticulous in her care of her lady, luxuriating in slowly soaping and sponging her, using her hands everywhere before performing the grooming of Clarabelle's sex. She finished and turned and smiled at the Captain, the handmaiden knew how o curry his favor which she knew was critical to the quality of her future. "The lady is ready for inspection." She said winking at the Captain and he saw the flash of disapproval in Clarabelle's eyes.

However, he had anticipated this moment even before the salacious invitation that he knew would not please the lady, at least not initially. He leaned in and looked and then slid his hand over and cupped her pussy massaging it. "Very well done Eliza, while the lady truly does have the finest cunt I have seen, you groom it to perfection..." He slid his hand up and down massaging it, pressing his fingers into her wet lips and although it could be the soapy water, she seemed wet of her own juices, and as he ran his thumb over her clit, it was swollen. "I approve, it is perfect, now make sure when she dresses, her pussy is always adorned in the finest silks or most delicate lace, unless it wants to stay uncovered. A pussy this beautiful must be carefully handled like the treasure it is." He gave it one more squeezed and stood up looking at Clarabelle. He was cleary rock hard and incredibly well endowed.

"Would the master like me to groom him as well, I would be happy to prepare you for your evening with the mistress....I can wash or shave you, even groom your man parts so they most perfectly display your obvious talents..." The Captain looked at Clarabelle, he wondered if she might like that, "I don't know Eliza, let me ask your Mistress, would you like to watch me be prepared for our evening?"

 

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

Clarabelle glanced over at The Captain who laughed her chastising him for talking about her cunt. She raised her eyebrow at him when he was telling her that her cunt was his. She was surprised by him being as interested in her enjoyment as his. The way she had be taught about sex seemed like it was only for the man to enjoy and the woman was to lay back and think about England. He was a very bold and confident she did quite like that but wasn’t one to let her feelings known. “Am I supposed to be flattered by you calling my cunt gorgeous. Does it normally make a lady swoon Captain? I think you have been surrounding yourself by desperate whores who would swoon at anything.” She said with a laugh.

She ran her fingers through her hair. “Yes, Captain I am aware you own my cunt, but you don’t own me. I am not a woman who can be owned I will always be fiery, free woman but you seemed to like that so maybe it is good.” She said. The Captain got out pearl handled razor for Eliza. The Captain was claiming her cunt again and she rolled her eyes at him playfully. She did quite like him claiming her for his own, but she wouldn’t give in to him easily. This would be a longer journey than he was used to. She knew girls must just pretend not to want him when he takes them but ten minutes later be squealing and writhing on his sword. Eliza was always very careful and gentle when grooming Clarabelle.

Hearing Eliza announce she was ready for inspection made her glare at the woman regretting her choice even more. God she was so desperate to please him which was very far from what Clarabelle was. She was aware Captain probably saw the disapproval in her eyes. She held her breath feeling his hand cupping her bare pussy. He was massaging her. She bites on her lip looking away from him. God, she liked how his hand felt on her pussy. She was wet under his touch. His hand was moving up and down and he pressed his fingers to her lips. She was struggling to stay still. She did not to give him a response, but it was very hard not to. He rubbed her clit. He squeezes her pussy one more time and then stood up. She looked up at him and saw is cock was fighting to get out of his pants. He looked very well endowed. Her eyes were wide staring just for a few minutes before hearing Eliza offer to shave him.

In her mind she was cursing the desperate whore. She felt jealous and even a little possessive. Captain looked at her and asked if she would like to watch. She was about to make a decision right now she didn’t expect to. “Well Captain you take claim of me an awful lot maybe I should try it. I think she should leave I am more than capable of bathing you and even shaving your sword.” She said. She wondered if her response would surprise him. It surprised her that she was offering to get hands on with him so early but she didn't want to watch her handmaid touching him.

 

[Homerun2611]

He rather enjoyed how they went back and forth, he liked her spirit and it only suggested more fun later when he was finally between her legs. “Am I supposed to be flattered by you calling my cunt gorgeous. Does it normally make a lady swoon Captain? I think you have been surrounding yourself by desperate whores who would swoon at anything.” He laughed. "Well, indeed you should be flattered, one that a man as experienced as me recognizes how truly special and gorgeous your cunt is. I have seen many, perhaps too many, but none were as appealing as yours. If it feels and tastes anywhere near as good as it looks, then I may not ever desire another. As for others they swoon and submit, but none have been truly worthy of my cock. By the way, I have a big gorgeous cock as well...but it has been too long in search of a proper mate."

He watched her eyes when he mentioned his cock, to see if they would pan down to observe, he also watched her pussy, open before him in the water, to see if the thought of his cock made it naturally open a bit more or glisten a bit more in the afternoon light. And so it went, to watch the handmaiden shave her sex smooth was erotic, he found his mouth watering and his massive prick throb and ache.

When the invite came from Eliza he was more than ready, he looked forward to putting on a show for Clarabelle as her body had just done for him. His cock was hard and ready to be shown the light and enjoyed by the women, cumming attractions as it were. However, Clarabelle shocked him with her response, “Well Captain you take claim of me an awful lot maybe I should try it. I think she should leave I am more than capable of bathing you and even shaving your sword.”

Suddenly fire was in his eyes, pure lust in his veins. She was possessive, but more importantly, he and his sword was something the young, and extremely beautiful socialite wanted to possess. He looked at Eliza, "If that is truly your mistess' request, go fetch us some more hot water. I think my preparation to be bathed will be for her eyes only, that is your request, that I strip and make myself available only for you?"

With the pretty young servant gone, he stood and let his eyes enjoy the still naked Clarabelle, and with his cock rock hard at her visual stimulation, he undressed. He took his time taking off his silk coat, unbuttoning his shirt, and peelng it off his broad, muscular and manly chest. Next he took off his boots, finally he watched her eyes as his hands went to his belt. He took his time but finally stood before her naked, his magnificent cock standing out and slightly up, more then ready to deflower her at a moment's notice. He was hard, with his head glistening and just the slightest bit of precum secreted from his large, mushroom tip.

He smiled and put his strong hands on his hips, "I believe I am ready for you, how would you like me?"

 

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

Clarabelle noticed the fire in Captain’s eyes she hoped he wasn’t getting the wrong idea about her being possessive and thinking she was going to pleasure his sword because it wouldn’t be happening. She would shave him and bathe him but not be using her delicate hands to please his sword today at least. “Yes, Captain it should be only me who gets to watch your stripping.” She said. She looked at Eliza who seemed disappointed, but she really couldn’t give a damn about what she wanted or felt. Eliza left briefly and brought back a large jug of hot water. “Thank you, Eliza that will be, all.” Clarabelle said with a slight smirk.

She watched him start to undress. He was taking his time and giving her a show. She did like watching him let out his Alpha Hunk body out. She ran her fingers through her hair and couldn’t help biting on her lip watching him take down his trousers. She had to stop her mouth from dropping wide open seeing his cock stood to attention. He was large even she knew that even though she had never seen a man’s cock before. He was stood there arrogantly with his hands on his hips asking her how she would like him.

Clarabelle slid out of the bath gracefully. Water dripped from her body. She quickly dried herself off. She grabbed his shirt from the floor and slid it on. She buttoned up a few of the buttons. “Let me warm the water first don’t want it too cold for you.” She said. She added the jug of hot water to the bath. “Now don’t expect me to get too friendly with your sword. I don’t want her touching it but that doesn’t mean I want to do more than bathe and shave you.” She said. She gently touched his chest looking into his eyes. “Now in the bath with you Captain!” She said with a smile.

She watched him slide into the bath. She started washing his chest. She liked the feel of his manly chest. She began washing lower down his chest and worked on his thighs with her delicate hands. "I want to thank you Captain for being kind to me and respecting my wishes." She said looking at him. She started to wash his sword a slight blush to her cheeks as she was washing him in an ever so private place. Her hands were gripping his cock and she may be enjoying washing his cock just a little too much. She grabbed the shaver and started to carefully removed the hair.

 

[Homerun2611]

He watched her as she gracefully got up and out of the water, the water shimmering on her gorgeous body, and cascading off her voluptuous curves. He watched as some of the water lingered enjoying the nearly endless and succulent curves while other rushed quickly off, and he smiled. He would have lingered, in fact he planned to, very, very soon!

She was feisty, always trying to set boundaries that he wondered if she really meant. She had made damn sure not to let her attendant care for him, she was beyond delicious! She slid on his thin cotton shirt and enjoyed how it clung to her curves particularly her wet breasts and nipples. He let out a sigh and fel his cock twitch, as his entire body wanted to claim her for his. Her hips were still tight, and he could only imagine how her cunt would barely be able to take him, gripping him as he entered her, stretching her open as he deflowered her. "Mmmmm." he licked his lips imagining the splendor of her wet tightness.

She had given him prior warning, “Now don’t expect me to get too friendly with your sword. I don’t want her touching it but that doesn’t mean I want to do more than bathe and shave you.” But now as he sat in the water his cock rose considerably above the surface like a great serpent, purveying his landscape, looking for his next kill.

She began to wash him, and the combination of the warm, soapy water, her proximity and scent and the deftness of her feminine touch sent a sweet chill down his spine and the serpent twitched its head in response. She worked her way down, and soon she held his snake in her hand, charming it with her touch as she cleansed him. She squeezed and he uttered a gasp, almost a whimper, so delighted was the mighty man to be handled by such a beauty. "If you are claiming me then you should enjoy your prize, my tool is strong and powerful but it likes your touch, as I know your soft, virgin bits will enjoy mine!"

He looked down and saw her nipples were rock hard and poking through his shirt. He leaned forward ever so slightly as she was about to transition from cleaning to shaving him, and he ran his finger outside his shirt and up the underside of her ripe, full breasts until he was gently rolling her nipple in his fingers. "I believe, unless your body is lying, you enjoyed holding my cock...have you ever had a man roll your nipples like this? Can you feel it down in that virgin cunt of yours...it would feel even better if you let me lick and suckle them as your God designed them....if done properly, a woman can cum purely from the skillful manipulation of her nipples...and just like that sweet little cunt...your nipples are superb and built to be teased and enjoyed!"

The serpant was as hard as granite, and longed for the return of her touch, but it was time to be sheared and groomed. The Captain stood up so that his cock was now at her eye level, and his balls hung even with her pursed lips. Here, you will need access, please shave me in the way you find most appealing, my balls and cock want to please you, so that they may soon indulge in your favors..." There eyes met, and the words were one thing, but nothing could stop the sexual heat the exchanged as they looked at each other....and the serpent reached out ever farther toward its desired mistress!

 

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

Clarabelle heard his sigh and saw his cock twitching at the sight of her wet breasts in his shirt. She blushed seeing him lick his lips like she was a piece of meat. She could tell he wanted her so very badly. She was happy he seemed to have some restraint and didn’t pounce on her and take her innocence by force. She knew he could very easily over power her he was a big brute of a man and she was a small little thing compared to him. She was feeling nervous about her future here on this ship with The Captain. She knew there was only a certain amount of time he would continue this respectful behaviour of not just taking what he wanted from her so she knew she would have to give him at least something eventually to pacify him.

His cock sat up in the water his cock head above the water. She was washing him, and he was gasping out at her touch. “You are very arrogant Captain and a little entitled. Just because you are well endowed doesn’t mean I want you.” She said. Her nipples were hard poking out of her shirt. She felt his finger slide up the outside of his shirt and up the underside of her breasts. His finger rolled over her nipple. She bites down on her lip shaking her head no. “You know I haven’t, and you are not going to be suckling on me. Now remove your hands from me before you see I am not all sweet.” She said looking at him dead in the eyes with a smirk. She was having feelings between her legs, but she didn’t want to.

She could see he was even harder than before. She looked at him feeling a mixture of emotions. She didn’t want to want him, but she did, but she wasn’t going to tell him that. His cock was at her eye level and his balls were near her lips. “You keep saying this is for my enjoyment when I don’t actually want your sword and may never want it. I am not enchanted by your cock like your wenches. Take more than an impressive cock to get me.” She said. She started shaving his balls her hands worked delicately and slowly taking her time to remove the hair.

"Captain I am not saying you aren't an attractive man because you are. It is just um I am not just going to give it up to you like you want and you are use to." She said. She moved on from his shaving his balls to his cock. She was careful and her eyes were down focused on the job at hand. She didn't want to look up at him. She was worried her eyes would give away how she felt. She wanted him she did, but she wouldn’t be giving in to how she felt between her legs anytime soon she was strong willed. She finished shaving his cock. “All done Captain.” She said. She washed down his cock and balls.

 

[Homerun2611]

He was enjoying her, her touch, her attitude, everything. Oh, and she had attitude. “You are very arrogant Captain and a little entitled. Just because you are well endowed doesn’t mean I want you.” He smiled, as she couldn't avoid fondling his cock as she cleansed him. "But it doesn't mean it doesn't, and if you are going to enjoy a nice, hard cock, doesn't a body like yours want only the biggest and the best. Yes, I am arrogant, but I am not foolish, I know how good I am, and how once a woman has been had by me, she is ruined for any other man, as no other cock can ever satisfy her the same. Unfortunately, I have not similarly found the cunt that satisfies me in the same manner."

He admired her large, firm breasts, and teased her nipple, he saw her bit her lip, and he felt her nipple harden even further, but he let her continue her protestation, “You know I haven’t, and you are not going to be suckling on me. Now remove your hands from me before you see I am not all sweet.” He did as asked, but laughed none the same. "Oh there will be a day, when you will long, and beg for my lips, my tongue, my suckle, even my bite on those gorgeous mounds of yours, in fact your nipples will ache and harden as I enter, purely in hopeful expectation of my touch. Some day, we will wager, I bet I can make you orgasm, purely based on my talented mouth on your nipples...I won't even touch that velvety treasure between your legs. As for sweet, it is there, in your soft sex, that I will find how sweet you are. Why don't you reach down and test, feel that wetness you are trying to control. Your mouth, your words are trying to disguise and trick me, but your cunt, oh it is true, it cannot lie, it knows what it wants and it is what you know hold in your hands."

He stood up and finished, he let her eyes and mouth remain tantalizingly close to his magnificent erection. She did not succumb, she remained professional, but the nipples, the occasional gasps as he twitched at her touch, made him confident his desire was on unrequited. He let her finish, “All done Captain.” And he was about to take his cock and slide his head across her lips when Eliza came in. "Oh my, Captain, it is beautiful, but please do not take advantage of my mistress. She does not know how to please a cock, or even appreciate it. Even her own father, i was I who had to tend to his needs after her mother's death. I have grown accustomed, and now enjoy the service I provide. But I have never seen a cock as magnificent as that, indeed, it would be an honor, as I believe you know my mistress will never be interested in a man that way."

The Captain watched the fire in Clarabelle's eyes, her fury at the implications of her handmaidens words. "You are indeed a loyal servant to your mistress, but I believe she has just never had a man worthy of pleasing her, and she had remained true to herself. However, I will take your words to heart, it has been a long time...and my tool needs attention, as it is almost an insult to the Gods to leave such a gift so unattended.

"Please prepare your mistress for dinner, I want her dressed in sheer silks that display her considerable assets....oh, and despite her statements, I believe she may need some special attention...as I believe her thighs are quite slick and needing tender cleaning..."

He dressed and walked out laughing, he needed to make sure everything was right for his dinner and his crew had plenty to entertain them..."Eliza, we will need you to serve us our dinner this evening...there shall be plenty for you to later have a plate as well."

 

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

Clarabelle liked seeing how much he wanted her in his eyes. He wasn’t hiding his desire and lust for her which was the complete opposite to what she was doing which was trying to hide her own desire and lust but she knew her body was giving it away. She was having an inner battle. “Like I said before I think you’ve been surrounding yourself with whores who are far too easy and don’t have any fire to them. You need a fierce and strong woman to shake things up and drive you crazy.” She said. She knew she was the complete opposite to every woman he had ever been with and he seemed to like that an awful lot. She thought they could be pretty good together if he ever won her over. Her body was already responding to him and they weren’t getting all hot and heavy just yet but she felt it would be coming because it was very difficult on day one to resist him so she knew it would be very difficult to resist him as their sexual tension would grow even more intense as she spent more time with him.

He removed his hand from her breasts. She was getting turned on by him talking about making her cum from just playing with her nipples. Her nipples were hard very hard rubbing against the material of his shirt. The wet shirt was clinging to her body. Her pussy was on fire and she found herself wanting him but she wouldn’t be giving in to her urges although though it was difficult to resist. “Well Captain you can dream.” She said. She knew he was reading her body. Her body wanted him but her mind was telling her no. She could feel his cock twitching in her hand and she gasped a few times. She was enjoying the feel his cock way more than she wanted to. Her body was finding it harder to hide her feelings. Eliza burst into the room. She glared at Eliza with such fury in eyes. She was stunned by her words.She wasn’t going to take this from a handmaiden of all people. She listened to Captains response to Eliza’s trashy behaviour. She was struggling not to let rip on this whore. “Captain there is nothing loyal about this wench. She’s out for herself and no one else. I’d be very careful with her you never know you might catch she’s fucked more guys than I’ve had hot meals and has a flappy pussy so loose and used.” She said. She turn to look directly at Eliza. “Eliza remember your place. You are nothing but a desperate handmaiden.” She snapped at her. She was a staring her down fiercely.


Clarabelle was really regretting keeping Eliza. She had never behaved this way towards her before. She really wanted to slap her and completely put her in her place. Captain stated to leave the room. “Captain.” Clarabelle called out. She waited for him to turn back to look at her. “I’d rather you prepare me because right now I’d rather have her walk the plank than touch. I think she thinks she’s above her station. I think she’d better for the crew than myself.” She said. She pulled him to her by his arm. “Eliza when given the choice of a goddess over a wench I think it’s clear who he’d choose.” She said. She kissed him roughly. “Now Eliza go fix dinner before I convince him to leave you stranded in the middle of the sea.” She said. She was surprised by how much of a bitch she was becoming. Eliza walked away. “I do not want you to take her up on her offer. You know she wouldn’t compare to me she’s too easy and has no class.” She said running her hands over his manly chest. “I know you’re a man with needs and if you give me your word to not give her any attention then I will let you touch me.” She said moving her hand down her flat stomach to her wet pussy. She wasn’t willing to go all the way with Captain but she would give him something to keep him only interested in her.

 

[Homerun2611]

He could barely contain his smile at Clarabelle's response, she was trying to play him, at time feign indifference, and Eliza was a foil in her plans. Clarabelle would have none of it, nor of some woman toying with the food that she would eventually feed her kitty. “Captain there is nothing loyal about this wench. She’s out for herself and no one else. I’d be very careful with her you never know you might catch she’s fucked more guys than I’ve had hot meals and has a flappy pussy so loose and used.”

"Well, I do like a nice tight pussy, but I do have an extraordinarily large cock so I might be able to fill her...." He looked and winked at Eliza, before returning to Clarabelle, "...but I will certainly take your warning under advisement, but I have been long at sea...and I do have needs." He let that percolate in the young hot blondes mind, he was interested in her response. He started to leave the woman, a bit afraid that poor Eliza was about to have her eyes scratched out, by the feisty, virgin, vixen. However, Clarabelle had a new idea...for both he and Eliza.

“Captain.” Clarabelle called out. She waited for him to turn back to look at her. “I’d rather you prepare me because right now I’d rather have her walk the plank than touch. I think she thinks she’s above her station. I think she’d better for the crew than myself.” She said. She pulled him to her by his arm. “Eliza when given the choice of a goddess and over wrenched I think it’s clear who he’d choose.” She said. She kissed him roughly. “Now Eliza go fix dinner before I convince him to leave you stranded in the middle of the sea.” She said. She was surprised by how much of a bitch she was becoming. Eliza walked away. “I do not want you to take her up on her offer. You know she wouldn’t compare to me she’s too easy and has no class.” She said running her hands over his manly chest. “I know you’re a man with needs and if you give me your word to not give her any attention then I will let you touch me.”

Oh, she was fiery! Petulant and spoiled, she could hiss venom as easily as she could offer sugar. He loved it! In reality, he could not give a rat's ass about Eliza, although he did not tend to be cruel. But he liked how she fought for him, no holds barred, the more he saw the more he realized she was a wildcat, and just might finally offer what he had so long sought after in his bed! He watched her slide her hands down her firm stomach, and cupping her mound through the shirt.

Eliza slammed the door, hurt and embarrassed. The Captain focused solely on the beauty. "You will, will you...then I will prepare you my way." He swooped her up in his arms and carried her to his bed, setting her down roughly on her back her legs splayed over the end. Reaching down he ripped her shirt open, buttons flying everywhere but he watched her eyes, he wanted to see fire, not fear, and so he did. You are a gorgeous creature, your body built for delights, but you need to be tamed!" He grabbed her behind the knees and pulled her ass to the edge of the bed. He wouldn't fuck her, not know, but he would have her, enjoy her, and more importantly, make fucking sure she enjoyed him.

Spreading her legs as he fell to his knees he spread her, such that her dewy, glistening flower, was beautifully spread in front of him. He kissed and licked her inner thighs, biting them even, before his lips latched on her pussy, his tongue slipping into her slit...up and down, taint to clit, he enjoyed her...and then he hardened his long tongue and for the first time, but certainly not the last, his tongue, the smaller and more tender appendage, penetrated her virgin cunt...

 

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

Clarabelle squealed when Captain swooped her up in his big manly arms. She liked feeling him carrying her with such ease. It was like she was a ragdoll. He was such a big brute and that was really starting to turn him on that he was such a man but also quite respectful to her. He carried her to his bed. He set her down onto her back. Her legs were spread open. She looked up at him. He ripped his shirt open making the buttons fly off. Her breasts were free. She wasn’t looking at him in disgusted, but she wasn’t given too much away other than she didn’t hate it.

He grabbed behind her knees and pulled her ass to the edge of the bed. “Tamed? Really just when I start to like you even a little bit you ruin it. I don’t need taming I need nurturing.” She said. He spread her legs falling to his knees. Her pussy was wet, and she wasn’t trying to hide it anymore that her body somewhat was attracted to him and may even want him just a little. He started to kiss and lick at her inner thighs. She felt him gently nibble biting on her thighs she gasped out. She gripped the bed closing her eyes.

His lips latched onto her wet pussy. His tongue slipped into her slit moving up and down. He was trailing his tongue over her clit. God it felt amazing his tongue on her little virgin pussy. She moans out feeling his tongue slide into her. “Oh Captain.” She cried out breathing heavily her tits heaving in and out. Her nipples were hard, and she was getting wetter and wetter. She really liked his tongue playing her virgin pussy. "Captain tell me you won't ever play with that bitch of wench's body like this." She said opening her eyes to look down at him.

 

[Homerun2611]

She was sweet and fresh, and the Captain was thoroughly enjoying not only the taste of her virgin pussy, but the clear pleasure her body was indicating at his skilled touch. He doubled down his efforts flicking his tongue with the light flutter of a hummingbird's wings as he tried to driver her crazy. One moment light and teasing, the next tense and penetrating, he moved her up and down, but relentlessly pushing closer to orgasm.

He knew she was in ecstasy, she couldn't hide it, the juices from her sweet cunt were all over his cheeks and running down his chin. He was winning her, if not her mind, most certainly her pussy, and that was an important ally. So important that she made it clear how her pussy felt, "Captain tell me you won't ever play with that bitch of wench's body like this." She was staring down at him with fire in her eyes, but she was keeping her beautiful legs nice and spread wide open for him. He looked up, and gave her pussy a tender slap.

"Exactly what bitch of a wench's body do you refer?" He let out a hearty laugh. "I take it your tender cunt is enjoying my touch, remember it isn't arrogance if you can deliver, and I always deliver...." He ran his thumb up and down her slit, and slid one and then a second finger inside of her, her tight little cunt gripping him in her slippery, wet canal. "So...you wish me to be yours and yours alone....for only between your gorgeous legs do I so dine?....Hmmm, that would be nice...you do have the tenderest, sweetest little cunt I have ever so enjoyed...it is just I have needs as well...and if you are not willing to pleasure my cock...then what am I to do?"

 

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

“Well Eliza of course and well the others as well but they don’t bother me as much as her.” Clarabelle said. She was showing she was extremely possessive even though she had been denying so aggressively that she didn’t want him. Her body and now her possessiveness was showing him that she actually did want him. “Well I can’t deny my body responds to your touch can I now?” She said as he was toying with her ever so wet pussy. She was moaning out getting wetter and wetter. “I do Captain and you are just gonna have to be patient and you know it will be worth it. This is only my first day on board with you and I have already let you do what no other man has done so you should be happy I am willing to do at least so early on.” She said.

She hadn’t even expected to let him toy with her virgin pussy like this when she first was captured by him. She arched her back feeling herself starting to cum on his fingers moaning loudly. “Ah God Captain.” She moaned loudly her legs trembling. Her breathing was heavy and her full bust moved up and down her nipples hard. Her body feeling pure pleasure it was amazing. She gripped on the bed wriggling around under him. "Oh my yes don't stop!" She cried out. She held his head in place. She closed her eyes laying back riding through her very first orgasm at the hands of The Captain she had a feeling this would be the first of many she would experience with him.