Wolf Pirate (closed for I Am Lust)

dragonrazor

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In the cargo hold of the Dancing Dreamer, a pirate ship, a young human man with odd blue hair and silver eyes lay unconscious. His clothing had slowly dried out, but he shivered stil. He was tall and lean, but not thin. He was also wearing clothing that seemed almost noble, or at least marked him as rich. The ship he had been on had been attacked by the pirates, sacked for its cargo. He had been taken with, however. As he slowly came to the surface of consciousness, his thought he was dizzy. It wasn't until he saw the lamps swaying that he realized he was on a ship. In the cargo hold, he realized, as he looked around and saw the crates. He winced slightly, feeling pain in his head as he sat up, and went to put his hand on his head. It was then he realized that he was chained to the deck. He groaned, and then laid back on the mattress that had been set out for him. He had no idea what would happen to him now, but he figured it couldn't be a good thing.

Without warning, the door on the other end of the room opened noisily, then closed quickly. He heard the soft clicking of boots on the deck, but something was weird about them. He opened his eyes, and was face to face with a silver-furred muzzle with sharp teeth, leering at him. Oddly, the body connected to that muzzle was wearing perfume. Very expensive perfume, almost overpowering. It was also covered in clean, silver fur, expensive lingerie, and a long leather coat. It was then that he realized the creature standing in front of him was decidedly female, and decidedly close to him. She also had an almost hungry look in her eyes.
 
"Git up lad. I'll not have a slave on me ship lazin' about all day." She nudged his body with a paw when. "Did ye not hear me lazybones?! I said git up!" She told him as she shoved him roughly.
 
He glared at her, then shook his head, turning away from her. He was no one's slave, least of all a pirate wench. He tested the chains holding his hands, and growled to himself. "I knew I shouldn't have agreed to go back to visit her. If I had stayed where I was, instead of.... When I see her again, she's going to pay." He was talking to himself, and ignoring her now. He started to check himself for injuries, and then wondered where the rest of his things were.
 
Ann growled softly and signaled to her men to pick him up. "Mind yer tongue lad lest ye earn the lash. Bring 'im to me quarters...no clothing. Mayhaps that will teach him manners." She turned tail and left, slamming the door shut behind her.
 
He blinked, then growled at one of the men. As the creature advanced on him, he used the chains as a weapon, wrapping them around the arm extending towards him, and yanking, before moving the other chain up, wrapping it around the creature's neck and pulling it tight. "Give me a reason. I'm not some weak pansy like the nobility." He continued pulling the chain tighter, then winced, and then passed out, as he was hit on the back of the head.
 
The wolves of the crew drug the man above deck after stripping him and dumped in the captain's quarters without a word.
 
He groaned, finally coming to his senses as he laid there. He winced, touching his hand to the back of his head. "That's going to hurt in the morning. Just my luck. Pirates, on top of that bitch wanting me to visit my father." He sighed, then looked around, studying the cabin. He knew he had to find a way out. He stood up slowly, and surveyed the entire place, before realizing he was unchained. Then he realized he was naked too. He blinked, then swore. "Someone's going to pay for this. Well, let's see what I can find for a weapon." He started rummaging around the cabin.
 
"An' what exactly be ye searchin' for in me unmentionables lad? There be nothin' save lingerie there. Fancy wearin' some o' me frillies?" Ann chuckled as she lay back in her bed, nude as well.
 
He whirled, reached for something, anything, he could use to defend himself. His hands closed on an antique sword in a scabbard, probably unable to cut anything. He brought it out in front of him, swearing again. He wished he had his stuff, of course. He had several firearms in his stuff, including a high velocity automatic. It would have been very useful right now, he thought with chagrin. He didn't like his chances, so he tried bluffing. "You know, letting me free was the worst mistake you could have made. Now there's nothing stopping me from killing you."
 
Ann laughed as he brought the sword up. "What be ye plannin' to do with that toy lad?" She stood and made her way to him, brushing the sword aside. "Well, here I am. Go ahead and kill me if yer able."
 
He blinked, then sighed, and fell back against the dresser. He closed his eyes, thinking. What would he do now, he thought. He hadn't expected her to brush aside the bluff like that. Did he really seem that unthreatening?. He had no idea what he was going to do now. He couldn't stay where he was, and he had no idea how to leave.
 
dragonrazor said:
He blinked, then sighed, and fell back against the dresser. He closed his eyes, thinking. What would he do now, he thought. He hadn't expected her to brush aside the bluff like that. Did he really seem that unthreatening?. He had no idea what he was going to do now. He couldn't stay where he was, and he had no idea how to leave.
She cupped his face in her hand and forced him to look at her. "Ye will work while you are here. I need a good strong back to clean me quarters and keep it neat. Ye will find that while I may be a harsh taskmaster, the rewards are quite...pleasant."
 
He blinked, looking into her eyes. Her voice, while it had a hard edge to it, was also very seductive. He was suddenly very aware of the nearness of her body, her perfume filling his nose. He could barely think, she was driving him nuts as she stood there almost pressed up against him. His body responded against his will, as he hardened in spite of himself. Then he growled, and shook his head, pushing her away and trying to walk around her. "I don't do slavery."
 
dragonrazor said:
He blinked, looking into her eyes. Her voice, while it had a hard edge to it, was also very seductive. He was suddenly very aware of the nearness of her body, her perfume filling his nose. He could barely think, she was driving him nuts as she stood there almost pressed up against him. His body responded against his will, as he hardened in spite of himself. Then he growled, and shook his head, pushing her away and trying to walk around her. "I don't do slavery."
She grabbed his arm, her claws digging into his flesh. "Ye will do as yer told or it'll be the lash for ye. After that mayhaps I'll let the crew sample yer goods."
 
He winced, then growled, and grabbed her arm, squeezing hard. "I'd rather go overboard." He glared at her, then managed to break her grip, and shoved her away. He turned, and started to stagger away, cradling his arm. He didn't care if she did give him the lash. Better to die than be a slave.
 
dragonrazor said:
He winced, then growled, and grabbed her arm, squeezing hard. "I'd rather go overboard." He glared at her, then managed to break her grip, and shoved her away. He turned, and started to stagger away, cradling his arm. He didn't care if she did give him the lash. Better to die than be a slave.
"That'd be too easy lad." She noticed him stumble and immediately caught him "Easy there." She set him down on her bed, then backed away.
 
He blinked at the sudden change in her attitude, then winced slightly as she maneuvered him onto her bed. He watched her back away, and then closed his eyes, still cradling his arm. He sighed, and opened his eyes, looking at her. "Why did you kidnap me anyways?"
 
dragonrazor said:
He blinked at the sudden change in her attitude, then winced slightly as she maneuvered him onto her bed. He watched her back away, and then closed his eyes, still cradling his arm. He sighed, and opened his eyes, looking at her. "Why did you kidnap me anyways?"
"I be a pirate lad. Tis what we do." It was the truth, the boy had been so odd looking that they had attacked the ship.
 
He sighed again, and flopped backwards on the bed. "Great. Taken by pirates because I stand out. Figures. I don't suppose I could pay you to drop me off at the closest port?"
 
dragonrazor said:
He sighed again, and flopped backwards on the bed. "Great. Taken by pirates because I stand out. Figures. I don't suppose I could pay you to drop me off at the closest port?"
"Nay lad. I've taken shine to ye. Ye be stayin' as me guest."
 
He blinked, looking at her in confusion now. First he was a slave, then he was a guest. This woman was confusing, he realized. Then he slowly shrugged, and sat up. "A guest? I don't have to stay in the cargo hold again, do I?"
 
dragonrazor said:
He blinked, looking at her in confusion now. First he was a slave, then he was a guest. This woman was confusing, he realized. Then he slowly shrugged, and sat up. "A guest? I don't have to stay in the cargo hold again, do I?"
"Nay lad, ye have free roam of me ship. Jes' make yerself useful and ye'll not be mad a slave."
 
He nodded slowly, then winced again, looking at his arm. "I don't suppose you have any alcohol? And maybe a match? Or gunpowder?" He looked at her, studying her again. The thought of bedding her cropped up again, and he put his hands over his hardening member.
 
dragonrazor said:
He nodded slowly, then winced again, looking at his arm. "I don't suppose you have any alcohol? And maybe a match? Or gunpowder?" He looked at her, studying her again. The thought of bedding her cropped up again, and he put his hands over his hardening member.
"Aye lad, of course." She got him the items he asked for. She backed away again so that she wouldn't startle him She noticed him hardening and couldn't the smirk off her face.
 
He stood up slowly, and moved away from her bed. Then he poured some of the flammable substance into the wounds where her nails had punctured his arm. Then he touched the match to them, igniting the substance and cauterizing the wounds. He didn't say a word, didn't even flinch as it happened, and then he grabbed a pitcher of water and poured it over them.
 
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