The Siren's Call (closed)

[deilweg]

Seafarers always kept away from these waters. Strange rumours about it kept them well away. Rumour has it that a Siren roams these waters. She never leaves a handsome man alive. She entices them, seduces them, captures them and takes them to the depths of the sea. Nobody knows what happens to them after. Some say their innards get pulled out and eaten - while they are alive. Some say she locks the men up in a cage, never to be released in their lives.

Nobody knows the truth.

Captain Sam Weston allowed himself the indulgence of the stories - but they were just stories of lonely men who probably hadn’t seen a woman for years at the sea - owing to their jobs on the ships. He stood at the decks of his ship and watched the relative calm of the sea that sprawled out in front of him. The ship cutting through its gentle waves made a soothing and rhythmic sound that helped him calm his mind.

Why would a beautiful sea like this inspire irrational fears in the bravest of sailors was beyond his comprehension.

He took a swig from the bottle of rum in his hands and looked out into the vast open sea. He was pleased with his ship, his life seemed content. He closed his eyes and listened intently to the sea when he heard it:

A strange one, like a woman calling out in distress. He couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was saying. He looked out and around. He looked at his magnetic compass to ascertain the direction of the sound and turned to it.

A flicker of light in the distance - Did he imagine that? He peered in the direction of the light and saw it again and again for the third time.

“Alston!?” he yelled for his first mate.

“Aye Captain?” said Alston as he ran out to join the captain at the decks. “I hear a woman in distress, I think we need to go and find out.” said the captain.

Alston looked at the captain in surprise, hesitated a bit. The captain noticed - “Don’t tell me you believe in those stories, Alston!”

“Well, No captain, I don’t!” said Alston.

“Good; then lets turn this ship around and see what that is.” said the captain.

“Aye Captain!” said Alston and shouted orders out to the men on the deck to turn and move the ship in the direction that the captain indicated.

The steamer growled and groaned as it cut across the sea on its new path.

As the steamer sped through the sea, the captain kept peering into the darkness to see if he can find the flickering light again - so did the first mate. And he did - he heard the voice again and saw the light flicker - the first mate turned to the captain.

“What do you think that is, captain?” asked Alston, a bit scared.

The captain kept staring in the distance - his eyebrows sulking in his frown. The captain was thinking.

A few minutes later they saw the light again, this time very much brightly. In the thick black darkness of the sea, the light shown brighter now. Sensing they were very close to the object of their attention, the captain asked the ship to be dead slow. He kept looking over the decks and saw her for the first time.

She was in a boat, drifting aimlessly. In the darkness and the little light of the lamp that hung on that boat, he saw the shape of a woman - she seemed to be naked, but her long dark hair covered her either breasts, her legs tightly kept together to hide the place between them. Her hands hugging herself across the chest.

She was shivering.

The captain jumped off the deck into the water, giving his compass and his hat to the first mate. The first mate yelled for a rope and asked the ship to be stopped immediately. He reached her boat and looked at the woman sitting in front of him. She looked scared.

“Are you OK?” asked the captain “Are you alright?”

 

[heartofcourage]

The sound of water all around her little boat was soothing. The gentle swell of the waves made her sigh as she lay at the bottom of the wooden vessel, watching the night sky pass by overhead. It was cold and she was shivering, her long black hair falling over her full breasts and her arms wrapped around her beautiful body.

She could hear the first shouts of men in the distance. No doubt her lantern had alerted them to the little vessel that was drifting aimlessly about the ocean. The hum of a ship coming closer made her sigh, her eyes turning in the direction of the ship that was coming upon her.

Then they were there, a handsome man jumping from his deck into the water. Oh he‘s certainly brave, she thought as he appeared over the side of her boat, looking at her with an appraising look. He was asking her questions, wanting to know if she was alright.

“Yes.” She said in her soft voice, a tint of a melody coloring the way she spoke.

She sat up from her position, looking him over as her dark hair tumbled around her pale skin. He was watching her intently, his eyes looking over her naked curves. She smiled sweetly at him, one hand uncurling from around her breasts to touch his cheek. He was warm. It had been a long time since she’d found anyone as warm as him.

“I’m much better now.” She said in that same melodic tone, her bright eyes catching his and promising him so many things for his act of bravery.

 

[deilweg]

Her eyes captivated him. He felt drawn to her, like a moth to her lantern. He felt her hand on her cheek. "Her hand is so cold." he thought and proceeded to see if there were any blankets or warm clothes in the boat.

There were none. Except for the lantern and herself the boat was empty. There were not even any oars in the boat.

He looked for his ship stopped close by and yelled to Alston. "We need a boat, right now and some blankets!"

Alston acknowledged. "Get a lifeboat to the captain, right now!" he yelled to the sailors.

The sailors hesitated. No one was willing to move.

"I said, RIGHT NOW!" Alston yelled. One of them braved and quickly got a lifeboat ready to be released with himself in it. He reached the little boat quickly and handed over the blanket to the captain - who was still in the water holding on to the little boat. The captain reached out and covered the lady with the blanket as best as he could.

The lifeboat was docked to the little one, the captain and the additional passenger were boarded into it and they were on their way to the ship. The sailor oaring the lifeboat avoided looking into the lady's eyes and the captain couldn't take his eyes of her.

"What was it about her that was affecting him so?" he thought

"What is your name? How come you ended up in the middle of the sea like this?" asked the captain.

 

[heartofcourage]

The warmth of the blanket enveloped her frame and she smiled at the captain, noticing how he could not look away from her. She was use to men staring, doing anything for her attention. She gently touched the captain’s arm as he helped her into the other boat. The man that was controlling the oars refused to look at her and she smiled to herself, knowing the reason why he wouldn’t look.

“My name?” She asked as the captain posed his question. “Calliope.” She said softly, her voice melodic as he asked his second question. “There was a shipwreck. The boat I was on sank and I was the only one to survive.”

It was true that the last ship she was one had sank. What he didn’t need to know was her part in the wreck. She grinned at the captain, her hands gently rubbing over the hard muscles she could feel in his arms.

 

[deilweg]

The boat finally reached the massive steamer and was retrieved by the crew onboard. Calliope was gently taken aboard by the captain. Most of the crew stayed away from her except Alston and couple of them who either didn’t know anything about it or who didn’t believe in any of those stories. The captain took Calliope to his quarters and let her change her clothes in the inner room in his cabin. The questions can come later.

Alston looked at the captain in a quizzical way, the captain nodded, said nothing and left to go inside. Making sure the doors were closed, the captain proceeded to change into dry clothes. He undressed, dried himself and put on a fresh pair of trousers. He was just about to put on his shirt when he heard the door to the inner room creak open. He turned around to see the door was slightly ajar and through the gaps could see Calliope inside drying her hair and looking at herself in the mirror. He quickly looked away, hoping she wouldn’t notice.

He couldn’t resist and his head turned to the inner room again. The door was slightly more ajar now and Calliope was still facing the other way looking into the mirror and drying her long black hair. His eyes ran down her smooth, silken, ivory backside to the crevices of her buttocks and down to her leg - water dripping between them. She turned slightly to left and his eyes fell on her beautiful, round breast dotted with a hard caramel coloured nipple.

The captain swallowed and looked away, forcing his mind to not look back again. He heard her door slowly creaked shut and he sighed a breath of relief and closed his eyes. He saw a drop of water dripping down her hair, down her back, to her curvy buttocks, down her thighs, her legs and finally the floor.

 

[heartofcourage]

The haunting melody of a woman’s soft voice drifted through the cabin door as it opened slightly. Calliope was drying off, humming to herself in a bright and airy voice. Her gentle hips swayed to the sound of her music as she dried her hair, her eyes fixed on her features in the mirror. She knew he was watching her through he crack in the door and a smile graced her full lips. Men were predictable creatures when they were around a pretty woman. They would try to steal a peek or a feel of the soft skin that caressed her body.

She was feeling truly wicked as she moved the towel down her body, scraping over her hard nipples and then between her milky thighs as he watched, sighing softly as her fingers worked the hard little bud she found there. She turned slightly, letting him see those hard little nipples as they jutted from her breasts that were rising and falling now with the rhythm of her voice. She gasped, her song broken by the sound of pleasure as her fingers continued to work her hard clit, her eyes flicking over towards where he watched her hidden in the shadows.

She grinned to herself as the door creaked shut, knowing that he was probably dreaming about the way the water coursed over her skin. He would be the most delightful conquest she’d ever had.

 

[deilweg]

The captain couldn't stop thinking about what he saw back in the room. He roamed around the ship trying to get it all out of his mind. His heart filling up with the lust for her, an intense sense of possessiveness finding it's way into it.

He couldn't let anyone else have her, he felt like she is his. He tried hard to resist the thoughts of jealousy creeping into him. He looked out into the dark moonless sea - his heart pounding like those big waves crashing against the ship. For once, the sea for him has become less attractive.

He knew she was resting in the guest bedroom, right next to his. Alston's was on the other side of that.

"Alston," he thought "Would he do it? Would he try to have her? Would he go against my wishes?"

With such a beautiful Calliope next to him, he can never know.

A sudden urge came over him to see her - her body - once again before he goes to sleep. He walked down to his cabin. The ship was quiet except for the chugging of the steamer's engines 2 floors below. He imagined her lying there on her bed and his legs moved shakily towards her door. There was no movement from Alston's room. He braved his hands and slowly opened the door to the guest cabin.

He looked in and found her sprawled across the bed, her long dark hair covering her face and one of her breasts, her other breast lay bared for him to see - rising and falling with her breaths. So was her shapely belly and her hips. Her legs splayed and the sweet spot between her legs - pink, without a hint of even a single strand of hair - tinged with wetness, perhaps from the sea from earlier on. He couldn't take his eyes of that beautiful place as he resisted walking into that room and taking her then and there - without a care in the world for anything else.

He finally moved away from the room, closing it's door and went into this cabin. That night he took out his cock from his pants and jerked off as violently as he has ever done. He couldn't stop and he did it about 3 times before his body gave up.

Each time he would think of her lips on his cock. Her breasts brushing against his chest as he pounded her wet flesh with his thick cock. His hands taking every inch of her body. Her bare flesh of her buttocks being slapped hard by him as he pounded her from behind. He wanted to cum inside her, cum on her breasts, cum inside her mouth. He wanted to use her body and he wanted to use it more than anything in the world. He came all 3 times like a bull charging at a piece of red cloth. He groaned each time he came, his brain going fuzzy like a spinning wheel.

The next morning came with a bright sun painting the calm sea with an orange brush. He came out after his morning chores to stand on the deck and watch out into the sea. It always made his day a hundred fold better.

He stood by the deck and a short distance away he saw her at the deck looking out into the sea as he was. He watched her as her long black hair fluttered in the breeze behind her.

She was the ultimate object of his desire and the wildest of his temptations, and he was walking willingly towards it.

He walked to her and stood beside her.

"Good morning" he said "How was your sleep?" he asked her as she smiled at him.

 

[heartofcourage]

Calliope lay sprawled across the bed, feigning sleep as she heard the door open slightly again. The captain was certainly enthralled by the look and shape of her body. The thought made her smile beneath the veil of her hair as she sighed softly and stretched her muscles.

Would he have the courage to walk into the room and mount her? Would he have the bravery to look her in the eye as he took what he wanted from her body? The thought made moisture gather between her thighs as she parted them more for his view.

When the door shut back soft, she lifted her head and pouted that he didn’t join her. Soon, though, she could hear the sound of male grunts and groans floating through the thin walls and she knew that he was most definitely thinking about her. With a grin, she slipped from her bed and out of the cabin, in search of some fun. It would come in the form of a young cabin boy that looked at her with wide eyes, raking over her nude form and she knew in that moment that she had him.

The next morning, everything was quiet as she stood on the deck, dressed in cast off clothing from one of the men on the ship. She sighed as she remembered the night she’d had with the cabin boy and the shock on his face when he’d finally met his end in the sea. It had been wonderful, she thought to herself as she leaned against the railing, her long black hair fluttering in the wind.

She turned as she heard footsteps coming towards her, smile on her face as the captain stood beside her.

“Lonely.” She said in her softly husky voice, her eyes looking up into his.

 

[deilweg]

The captain found it next to impossible to take his eyes of her. He watched the waves with her as the steamer kept it's speed up.

He listened to her say how she was lonely and wanted to offer up himself to end her loneliness. He stared at her full lips, her beautiful eyes and her lush hair.

"Would you like to join me for breakfast?" he asked her. Hoping she would say yes and hoping he can spend a bit more time with her.

 

[heartofcourage]

Calliope smiled as he asked her to breakfast. He would be too easy to control, she thought to herself as she reached forward and gently touched his chest.

“I would love to join you for breakfast.” She said in her haunting voice.