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Sailing the Seas, Seeing the Sights...Satisfying the Captain

Kanna

Kanna

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Jan 13, 2009
Ciar Coventry stood on the deck of her uncle’s ship, enjoying the hot sun and the gentle breeze that carried them toward their destination. Within the month, she was supposed to be married, though it was going to be hard without her mother being there. It had always been her mother’s dream to see her daughter get married to someone with a title. She sighed as she leaned against the rail, staring at the distant horizon. No, she was going elsewhere, to marry a man that she had never met, willing to take her despite her family’s money troubles. She glanced toward the stern of the ship when she saw something out there, but she brushed it off as nothing. It was probably just a bird, nothing important. It wasn’t until there was a call from the crow’s nest that she realized that it wasn’t nothing. Ciar was rushed below deck by several of her uncle’s men. She sighed softly and sat on her bed, waiting for something to happen. She worried for her uncle, but there wasn’t anything she could do right now.
 
That thing she had seen back there was not nothing. It was another ship more importantly a pirate ship. It was sleek and fast and though her uncle tried to run the ship was still able to catch up with him without any trouble. There was a short cannon battle mostly with the stern and bow chasers of both ships. It was when the pirate ship got a solid hit on her ships mast that finished the chase. In moments the pirate ship pulled alongside and the boarding action began. The sounds of battle could be heard outside her cabin as the crew fought hard to keep them back.
 
The girl bit her lip and pulled a shawl that her mother gave her around her shoulders, feeling a little bit cold from the fear of what was going on up on deck. Pirates had always been a child's fancy, and when she was a child, she had enjoyed the idea of pirate attacks and being kidnapped. But this was real. Her uncle's ship had been attacked, and she was scared. The sounds of fighting were loud, and getting closer to the door to her cabin. What did they want? Were they going to kill her uncle? Were they going to kill her?
 
It wasnâ??t long before she heard a scream of pain right in front of her door. There was some yelling from a rather smooth voice for a pirate. Suddenly the sounds of someone kicking on her door came to her. her door wasnâ??t barred just closed and so it didnâ??t last long. A tall man stepped in carrying a bloody rapier in one hand and a smoking pistol in the other. His hair was long down to his shoulders and his white shirt a little open showing his broad chest. He smirked as he saw her and started toward her slipping the pistol back into his belt. â??Well well what have we here.â? it had been his voice that sounded so smooth.
 
A harsh gasp escaped Ciar's lips when she heard the scream of pain. She had never heard her uncle cry out before, but if she had to place it, it did sound like him. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she covered her mouth with her hands, shock taking over her body. She curled up on the bed as her door was kicked in, and she whimpered softly. The girl saw a tall, handsome pirate standing at the entrance, pistol still smoking, and bloody sword in hand. She buried her face in her knees, not looking at him at all. He killed her uncle, and she just wanted to be left alone
 
He smirked and came over to her grabbing her by her hand. â??Come on my dear, this ship is going to sink and we donâ??t want you left on it when it does now do we?â?he wasnâ??t taking no for an answer and pulled her out of the bed and started down the hallway where her uncle lay dead his eyes closed.
 
She twisted her hand out of his when he pulled her out of the bed and past her uncle. Only now did the fact that he was dead fully sink into her. She cried out and dropped to her knees when she was free, sobbing uncontrollably by her uncle's side. "Y-you killed him! You killed my uncle! He did nothing to you and you killed him! Leave me here! I want to die with him!" She didn't care that her uncle was covered in his own blood. She buried her face against his shoulder, not wanting to go anywhere. She wasn't going to leave her beloved uncle's side.
 
He sighed and walked over to her grabbing her hair roughly and pulling her away from the corpse. â??He attacked me when I was coming down here that is enough reason for me.â? He pulled her roughly by her hair toward the main deck. He pushed her out onto the main deck with a rough kick to her ass pushing her right down onto another dead body this one of a sailor. His men were on the main deck pulling the other women that were on board over to their ship as well as the cargo. â??Torch her!â?
 
Ciar cried out when she felt his hand dig into her long, brown hair and pull her right along after him. Her long, sharp nails dug into the back of his hand that was in her hair, trying to get free from his rough grasp. She gasped and sobbed when he dragged her onto the deck, pulling back from the body that he pushed her down on. "If-if you burn his ship, you'll have to burn me with it...I'm not going with you!" She stood and backed further onto the ship as she saw one of his men carrying a lit torch to burn the ship.
 
He laughed and came at her grabbing her around her waist. â??We canâ??t have that now.â? He lifted her up over his shoulder and took the chance to spank her ass hard before carrying her over to the pirate ship across the plank they had laid out for easy hauling. The man with the torch ran below deck but it wasnâ??t long before he was back up after setting a lot of things on fire. Even as he climbed back on board the pirate ship and they started to push off the flames started to climb up to the main deck.
 
She blushed and let out an indignant yelp when he smacked her ass. She started kicking and screaming, her fists striking hard against his back. She sobbed and squirmed and fought to get free, but when they were on the ship, well, she whimpered softly. She smelled the smoke before she could see the flames, and her tears were renewed. It had been her uncle's prized ship, but now he was dead, and she was forced to see the fitting end to both their lives. The girl turned her attentions back to the pirate captain, and she continued to do her best to beat him into letting her go.
 
He did let her go dropping her right onto the deck with no care at all as though she was nothing more than a sack of flour. He knelt down and slapped her face hard forcing her to look back at him. â??Now you listen your ladyship, You are not on that pleasure ship anymore you are now on my ship and you will learn how to address me and behave or you will know the back of my hand often. â??
 
She fell on her backside and prompted laughs from the crew when he dropped her to the deck unceremoniously. She refused to look at him, though when he slapped her it caused her to glance up at him. Hot, angry, humiliated, and heartbroken tears fell down her face when she stared him down. "Like hell I'm gong to address you like you want, filth." Ciar stood to her feet, and brushed off her traveling gown, her chin held high. Sure her cheek stung, but she didn't care. She was going to prove that she was better than him.
 
He grabbed her chin roughly and looked into her eye seeing the defiance there. â??Looks like she needs a lesson boys. I will take care of her myself. Set a course north north west boys.â? He grabbed her hand and forced her to follow him dragging her down into his cabin roughly. Shuting the door he turned and looked at her, â??You have been really pushing it today girl I wouldnâ??t suggest you keep it up if you want your virtue intact when we ransom you.â?
 
"Unhand me! Now!" She snapped her teeth at his hand when he grabbed her chin, making it well known that she didn't want to be manhandled like that, though the message didn't seem to go through when he took her down to his cabin below deck. She hated the fact that he was treating her like this. Once they were alone, though, she pulled back from him, spitting at his feet. "So what? Not like you care one way or another. You killed my uncle when he was trying to protect me. You wouldn't let me die with him. Instead, only to further your pursuits of pleasure, you drag me on this ship and humiliate me, only thinking about using me for your own pleasure!" She stepped close to him, and brought her hands to his chest before she pushed him back. "What makes you think you have the right to do something like this to me?"
 
â??Your right I donâ??t care anymore higher ransom or no you have just made it more interesting taking you then keeping you pure.â? He came back to her grabbing her hair roughly puling her head back and kissing her roughly before slapping her hard again still holding onto her hair making it pull a little. â??I have the right because at sea the strong rule and unless you can stop me I can do what I want to you.â? He pushed her back till she was pressed against the wall his hand at her throat. â??I advise you donâ??t make it so your not worth keeping alive.â?
 
She cried out and bit him when he kissed her, gasping when he slapped her. "I don't intend on staying alive if I'm here. You killed my uncle, and I don't care if you kill me. In fact, I'm going to make it hell for you. You don't want me, and you could really care less as to what happens to me." She reflexively brought her hands up to her throat where his hand was, refusing to show any more fear than that. Ciar was still pissed, and she clawed at his hand. "Take one of the other girls that you decided to claim from the ship. Leave me alone."
 
He growled and slapped her hard before turning her around and flattening her against the wall. he was having no more of her lip. He pulled his knife out and cut her dress open pulling it and her corset down leaving her arms inside her dress so they were somewhat pinned. His hand grabbed her breasts roughly rubbing at them and pulling hard at her nipples. He bit down hard at her neck growling almost breaking skin. â??You are trying my patience wenchâ?
 
She gasped when he flattened her against the wall, cutting her dress and corset open. She squirmed and gasped, her heated tears once more renewed, though it was more fear and pain than anger. "W...what are you doing?! Stop! Don't do this to me! Please!" She cried out when he bit her, her knees getting week from the rough pain. She whimpered and sobbed as he molested her breasts without any reservations or sympathy. "Why are you doing this?!"
 
He growled rubbing her breasts hard with his large calloused hands. â??Mmmm I would think it was obvious, I want to and I can that is why.â? He pressed his hips against hers letting her feel his thick hard cock through his pants and her skirts. â??I plan to show you everything that your husband isnâ??t man enough to show you.â? His one hand pushed down and pressed against her pussy through her thick skirts rubbing hard at her.
 
"No! Let me go!" she sobbed uncontrollably as he continued his assault on her body. "Don't do this!" She writhed and tried to struggle against the confines of her dress that were holding her arms where they were. She whimpered and kept trying to fight him as best she could. She sobbed and whimpered, not wanting to give up, though it was becoming more and more futile as he abused her. She stiffened when his hand moved between her legs to rub her. "Don't touch me there! It's not right!"
 
He smirked and licked her neck softly up to her ear before nipping at the soft lobe of her ear. His hand continued to rub at her pussy through her dress. â??Oh really? And why shouldnâ??t I? I have you alone and I can clearly control you since you havenâ??t been able to stop me. So I think I can do this and will.â?

Even as he finished that last sentence there was a call from the crows nest and then the sound of running feet down to his cabin. Without even knocking his first mate came bursting in. he didnâ??t even notice her since there was clear fear in his eyes. â??Another ship captain, the flag is blood red.â?

The captain pushed her away down onto the bed and they both left locking the door behind them.
 
She sobbed harder as he continued to molest her body. She couldn't say anything in protest through her pain filled tears. Her uncle was gone, no one was there to protect her from the man that was finding pleasure in torturing her. She bit her lip hard enough to draw small spots of blood. She was almost about to go limp and let him do what he wanted to her, before he was interrupted. Another ship? Could they have seen what happened and come to save her? But when his first mate mentioned that the sails were red, well, her hopes were dashed. Before she could say anything, she was back on the bed, and the captain was gone.

She got up and tried to run to the door before it was locked, and she pounded on it to be let free. There was no one there to answer her, nor did anyone care. They were all worried about the coming ship, and they couldn't be bothered with a worthless little girl.After a bit of pounding at the door, she sighed and sat down at the edge of the bed, before she curled in it and whimpered softly.
 
Re: Sailing the Seas, Seeing the Sights...Satisfying the Cap

Captain Bastian stepped out on to the deck glaring across the sea at the speck of red that he knew to be the pursuing ship. â??Full sail right four points run her into the wind. Iâ??ll be damned before I let The Red have my prize.â? His crew snapped into action all working their position perfectly making the changes called for. There was one thing that the Sparrow Hawk had over any other ship in the seas, she was fast when given a good wind. Hours would pass and the red sailed ship never gained on them but it seemed at times that this chase could go on forever. Finally nearly twelve hours after the chase began they lost sight of the other ship. Everyone was worn out and those that could returned to their bunks. The Captain took a turn at the wheel to let yet another man go to bed. She wouldnâ??t be seeing him that night.
 
Re: Sailing the Seas, Seeing the Sights...Satisfying the Cap

Ciar sighed and chewed at her lip as she dreaded his return to his cabin, but after two hours of being confined in the room with nothing to go over besides a few charts, she curled up at the foot of the bed. She didn't really want to sleep where the filth of a captain had been, but it wasn't like she could really go anywhere else at the moment. She could hear the excitement on the deck, but it wasn't like she really wanted to know what was going on, and she closed her eyes, falling asleep to the sound of crewmen racing back and forth and shouting as they did their best to make the ship cut faster through the water. Sometime while she was asleep, she stretched out on the bed and wrapped herself up in the blanket that was on it, sleeping soundly for many hours, the exhaustion of the sudden loss of adrenaline having taken its toll on her.
 
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