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The Pirate & The Lord (Me & Master Machiavelli)

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It was cold on the deck of The Phantom. A girl stood her hair falling over her shoulders, she was about 5'4 1/2 weighing about 125lbs. She didn't look very happy as she turned and nodded to her first mate. "Make sure we get there before my Mother loses her temper." the girl said her accent thick Scottish. "Aye Captain." the man said as he took the wheel and stirred the ship towards a deserted island not to far off.

She turned her face stern and young, she smiled softly as her first mate Bones headed below decks to get some sleep. The female Captain turned her head and narrowed her eyes catching the sight of another ship. "Damn it, it better not be him." she said. Her name was Captain Black Hawk Jones, she was the daughter of Davy Jones and the Sea Goddess Calypso. "Bones get us out of here before I have to wake the men to ready the guns." she said.

"Aye Captain, she is going as fast as she can. This old ship is the faster of the two, you can thank your father for that." the first mate said. Black Hawk growled then nodded her head as she felt them hit the shallows and she jumped from the ship landing in the water. She whistled and a huge monster appeared in the depths and made its way towards the ship. It wouldn't attack though unless Black Hawk commanded it to.

She had just sent the creature to investigate who she ship belonged to. She would not risk her men's lives if it was some random ship, but if it was one of he enemies she would release the monster on the ship. She may be the daughter of a devil but she had more heart for her men. If you asked her crew they would say she was a very good captain. She smiled as her mother caused a storm the blow covering the Phantom in a fog to keep her and her crew safe.
 
He stalked across the deck, sensing what the lookout in the crow's nest hadn't yet seen. He knew she was there, The Phantom and her wee Captain Jones. He moved to the man at the wheel ordering to alter course and then looked to his Third Mate. "More canvas, damn 'ye." He cursed as the ship tacked alongside the wind and he felt the ship beneath him come alive as the sails snapped taught. The riggers were running up the into the masts, leaning out a hundred feet over the pitching deck, giving the Captain the extra yards of fabric he'd need to close the distance.

HMS Buckingham cut through the dark ocean water like a hot knife through butter. She was classified a "Third-rate Ship of the Line" and boasted seventy guns, 35 on each of her two gun decks. And she was fast as well, the perfect balance between firepower, speed and handling. Her crew was comprised of 250 of the hardest, meanest and best disciplined seamen in the Royal Navy.

Captain Litchfield would allow nothing less of himself or his crew. He believed it was necessary to bathe the decks in blood regularly to cull the weak and harden the strong. He stood 6' 2" tall, and weighed nearly 200 pounds- a mountain of a man who towered above those around him. At 45 years old, he was at the top of his craft. His physique was that of a man half his age and his strength was legendary.

The Lookout finally called down that which Captain Litchfield already knew. "Ship Ho! Right ahead!" The extra sails unfurled and once again "The Buck" as his ship was known, leapt forward once again to close the distance.
 
Black Hawk's eyes narrowed as she saw her least favorite ship out their. She appeared suddenly back on the deck of The Phantom. "Bones bring out the triple guns, load all others as well. Oh and bring up the fire balls." she ordered her accent a this Scottish. "Aye Captain." Bones replied as she gave a signal to Rufer, the third in command. "They try to take this ship Bones, you take charge and bring her under, they can not follow to The Locker." Black Hawk ordered.

Bones nodded her head once more and then smiled as her Captain handed over her famous sword, Black Death to Bones. "Aye captain." Bones replied as she took the wheel. Black Hawk whistled loud and high and the ports on the Phantom opened and her massive triple canons opened. She smirked and nodded her head. "FIRE!" Bones ordered and like a machine gun of today, flaming canon balls blasted the other ship.

Huge arms broke the surface of the water around the Buckingham as well, it was Black Hawk's little pet. This creature was not like her father's Kraken, no this creature was eight times bigger and could not be killed, you wounded it and it may leave for awhile but it would always come back. Black Hawk knew her crew came first and one thing was for sure, she would not allowed the British Navy on her ship's decks. Maybe their Captain but not his men.
 
Nathaniel watched as The Phantom began firing cannonballs at his ship in a steady staccato fashion, his mouth turned upwards in a wicked little smile. "BEAT 'TO THE GUNS!"" He bellowed and the drummer quickly began hammering away on his drum. The men moved like a well oiled machine below decks and gun ports opens at about the same time as the Kraken's tenticles began to break the surface of the ocean. "What an interesting pet..." Litchfield mused, knowing his cannons were loaded with Basalt and Hellfire. "FIRE AS YOU WILL!" He ordered and the guns opened up on either side of his ship. The incredibly hard stone cannon balls which were mined in the pits of Hell belched from the guns and exploded into flame as soon as they exited the muzzle. His gunners were incredibly accurate, nearly each of their shots puncturing a tentacle of the great beast. The Hellfire was impossible to quench, it burned equally hot in water as it did in air and would burn for hours before finally going out.

Flaming cannonballs slammed into the hull of The Buck and flames lapped at her sides. It made Nathaniel laugh heartily as he walked calmly to the bow. Flames were the last thing a demon feared; so why should his ship and crew? He was counting time..12...13...14 seconds then 'BOOM, BOOM BOOM, BOOM!" as his guns fired again. The Phantom, aptly named as she skulked in the fog which hid her was only visible by the flashes her guns made. Litchfield gave an order to the helmsman and he changed course, bringing the starboard side across the aft of the Phantom as the Buck's guns opened again. It would be a lively fight, and Litchfield drew his sword with it's wickedly wavy blade as they moved ever closer to boarding.
 
"Bones, bring her under, I do not want that bastard's men on my ship." Black Hawk snapped her Scottish getting thicker with her rising anger. Bones whistled and suddenly the Phantom came transparent. Black Hawk stood on the deck seeming alone and floating but she wasn't, she looked over at the man who has been after her since she was just ten years old. She still wondered why he never gave up fallowing her for these six long years, one this could be was that her father was a sea Devil and her mother was a goddess.

"You know as well as I do Nathaniel that only you can set foot on my ship when it is like this. I will hold my crew back, its just you and mean in this fight." Black Hawk called over to him as she pulled out her second cutlass and held it at the ready. "I still don't understand why you keep chasing me but this ends now and it ends today. The winner leaves the other's crew alone while the loser has to go with them. If I win you die and are sent back to hell. I know what you want." she muttered.

Black Hawk could smell and sense his lust for her, she was a very powerful being to get your hands on. She was a demi goddess, if you had her in your grasp you would have great power. Not to mention that she was damn sexy as well, the most beautiful female pirate out there. She was called the Queen of the Pirates and many men lusted over Black Hawk and wished to take her virginity from her. Most men had tried but so far all had failed to tame this Scottish beast.
 
It was all the invitation Nathaniel needed. He barked an order to his crew for them to hold their places, ready to fend off any treachery on the pirate's part before leaping from the bow of the Buck to the stern of the Phantom. His sword, a long and wicked piece of steel slashed through the air at the girl as he landed, fully intending to bring her to her knees. His eyes began to glow red as the demon within gathered strength for their fight.

"Surrender and your ship goes free." He threatened. "Otherwise... I'll take every soul aboard... while my crew watches."
 
She smirked and dogged his attack then narrowed her eyes and brought her sword down on his holding him back before he could make any more of a step on her ship. "Are you willing to keep your word as a Captain as well as a devil. Your not going to be like my father and break a promise. I may be evil and a monster but I always keep my promises. If I come with you, do you promise on your life force to let my whole crew and ship go free and no longer go after them?" Black Hawk said.

She had meant every word she had said, she never broke a promise to anyone, even to those she hated. Black Hawk dogged another attack and then felt his sword cut her across the chest. She smirked and grasped the sword with her hand and stepped right into the point making her way up to him as she impaled herself on his sword, it dug through the left side of her chest where her heart would be. "Just remember one thing, I am a heartless wretch." she said.

She laughed as she snapped his sword in half and backed away as she pulled his blade from her chest and threw it to the deck of her ship. She was in agony and pain yes but Black Hawk would protect her crew, they came first and so did her ship. She suddenly let out a pained cry as a harpoon went whizzing by Nathaniel's head and slammed Black Hawk hard into the wall of her cabin. She held onto her right shoulder as blood seeped down from the wound.

"That was uncalled for, your men were not to interfere." she growled as she leaned against the wall having a hard time pulling the harpoon out. "Sir, this is the man who fired with out orders." a man said pushing a younger male to the rail of the ship. Black Hawk glared at Nathaniel, she would have come with out much of a fight but she just had been pissed off by the harpoon in the shoulder. "He must be punished or I will not come with out blood shed and a fight." Black Hawk said staring at Nathaniel.
 
"Flay him." The order fell from his lips effortlessly; even before Black Hawk had finished asking him to punish the man. She could think he'd done it for her; better for him if, in fact, she did. Two men grabbed the man and ran loops of rope around his wrists and the ends were run up yard arms until the man dangled just above the deck, arms fully extended. "I rather liked that sword..." Nathaniel offered as he lifted the broken blade from the deck. Meanwhile on the deck of the Buckingham his first mate had drawn a long and nasty knife and was busy cutting the man's shirt off.

"Ever watched a man flayed, Jones?" He asked casually. "You'll have my word, but if you wish me to never hunt your crew and ship ever again... I'll require slightly more than just you to seal the deal." The man screamed as Nathaniel's First Mate slid the knife between the man's skin and pectoral muscle and began to slice a long strip of flesh from his chest. Blood flowed freely from the wound and when his well practiced knife had reached the man's waist, he cut the bit of flesh which kept it attached at the top allowing the bloody ribbon of flesh to flop down and hang from his midriff.

"I'll require you to surrender all of your officers. First, Second and Third Mate, should you have them. Then you'll have my word." Another scream and the knife again bit deep into the man's chest as Litchfield's First Mate made his second pass.
 
She glared at him as she gripped the harpoon in her shoulder and then she let out a growl. "Your not getting Rufer, I am sorry but Rufer stays with the ship. As for Bones, well I am not the one to order her to surrender, she is the daughter of Silver Jack, you will have to talk to her about that. I surrender myself and that is final. My crew shall not attack or harm you or any of your men." she said ignoring the man screaming as he was skinned alive. She had no sympathy for those who harmed her.

The was a suddenly gurgling noise as tentacles shot up around the Phantom and gripped the sides of the deck. "Your times up, you are too proud and greedy. You have me and that is all your going to get." Black Hawk snarled as she grasped the harpoon and broke it off. Before Nathaniel could do anything he was back on his ship and Black Hawk had hit the deck of his shit and lay there clutching her wound but it was healing, well both were. She pulled herself to her feet and smiled.

Her ship vanished under the waves and out of sight, she dropped her cutlass to the deck and stood there glaring at his crew. She let one of his men come up behind her and clamp irons around her wrist, she knew she could get free of them but she allowed herself to be taken off to the brig where she was chained to the wall with her arms above her head. Black Hawk sighed and stared at the floor kicking at bits of bones as she waited for Nathaniel.
 
The impetuousness of youth... Nate thought to himself as he watched his men take her below. He was annoyed that he hadn't gotten her officers as well, but allowed himself to savor the culmination of his six year chase for a moment longer as he watched The Phantom sink beneath the waves. He took his time, heading first to his own cabin. He took off the heavy wool uniform coat and instructed his crew to stand down from battle stations and set a course for the open sea. The man being flayed topside continued to wail as he was revived each time he passed out so that he could endure all of the pain.

Finally he adjusted his breeches, they fit tight around his muscular thighs and calves and did little to hide the large bulge of his manhood beneath them. He drew up a few items from his sea chest and made his way to the brig. There she was, delicious as he could imagine- arms chained above her head. Nate could better appreciate the woman she'd become as she stood there chained to the bulkhead. "You give me your surrender then?" He asked directly a second time.
 
Black Hawk lifted her head still glaring at him but she nodded her head. "I give you my word as a Goddess. I surrender as long as you promise not to go after or harm my crew." she simply said adjusting herself, her arms ached a bit, she could snap the chains any time she wanted but right now she didn't try to, she didn't want to piss Nathaniel off anymore than he already was. Black Hawk closed her eyes thinking for a few moments before she stared back at him through the balls of her cell.

"You know these chains will not hold me. We both know this. I can vanish on you or send you to hell as well but you know I keep my word. I may be a pirate but I keep my promises. You know this, you know this well. And you know I can't stand people who can't keep promises." Black Hawk snapped as she leaned forward a bit to adjust the pain in her shoulders. She smirked at him nodding her head a few times as he came closer and closer to the door of her cell.

Black Hawk hated him, she wondered if she always would. Nathaniel had killed her younger brother years ago but she didn't know if it had been on purpose or an accident. "There is one thing I want to ask you Nathaniel, my brother Shepard, did you kill him on purpose or was it a faulty pistol? Tell me the truth because I can tell whether you lie or not. I still will not attack you if it was on purpose but I will never forgive you." she said simply to him and shook her head waiting.
 
He turned the key slowly in the cell door lock as she spoke. She certainly was a goddess and he listened as she mentioned the powers she held and smiled. He stepped into the cell as she continued to prattle on about 'keeping promises' and such. She would have his word, when he decided to finally give it.

He nodded in fact as Black Hawk mentioned the chains which could not hold her. "True enough." He replied as the collar slipped quickly from his pocket and around her neck, the ends fusing together as they magically touched. "But this will." He'd had the collar forged especially for this moment, a beautiful piece of craftsmanship encrusted with enchanted gems and magical glyphs. His smile dripped of evil as he drew the leash from his pocket and slipped his thick wrist through the loop end and clipped the other end to her collar. "Do you like how it fits?" He asked with the same venom. "I could always make it a touch... tighter." He gave the leash a little tug just to make sure it was firmly attached before closing the distance between them.

A powerful hand grasped her steel bonds and Black Hawk felt the metal begin to heat under the demon's grip. He leaned into her, whispering in her ear. "Of course I killed your brother. Was it the pistol's fault? Honestly, I don't know. Regardless, the outcome was the same. You are my prisoner now." The shackles at her wrists fell away and Nathaniel rolled the leash through his hands shortening it as he did so.

He gave it a jerk, to be sure he had Black Hawk's undivided attention. "Now Pet, on your hands and knees and follow me."
 
She growled as she felt him pull her against him then she felt him jerk her again and this just pissed her off more. She barred her teeth when she heard what he had done and she wanted to slam her hand into his chest and rip out his heart. "Fuck you." she growled lowly as she felt him yank her again. She did as she was told though following after this man. Black Hawk was about to give him a hard time if he kept this up, he had kissed her brother after all.

"One of these day I am taking you to the locker and once I do your going to pay for Shepard's death you sea slug." she growled at him. She felt the smooth collar against her neck and she reached up touching it slightly, she knew she couldn't take this off if she tried, she wondered how he had gotten his hands on this and made it to fit her so right. She moved her hand away and saw they were headed for his quarters.

She sighed and followed after him, even though she had no choice. She felt the door slam shut behind them on its own will. She stood up and pulled at the leash and then glared at him. "What the hell is wrong with you, I try to be nice and this is how you treat me? Well I am so done, now you will not have it easy." she said simply as she pulled against the leash again. She suddenly sighed feeling that she was going no where.
 
With the leash still in hand Litchfield, turned and gave it a stronger jerk "Threaten or insult me again and see what you get. I don't fear your Locker. I was born in the fires of Hell- devoid of a soul; so what makes you think a watery grave holds any sort of sway over me?"

He didn't say another word as he led her into his quarters. His quarters, were of a good size for a ship it's size and he kept the place immaculately neat. There was a large table in the center of the cabin which could seat six to eight and a small writing desk along the port side hull. There were a large bay of windows on the aft of the ship and a well cushioned and curved bench seat built into the bottom of the window bay. His bed was small and the item which caught Black Heart's eye was the large wooden X which was bolted to the deck on the starboard side with leather shackles at each of it's corners.

He led her to the oaken X and took hold of one of her hands intending to strap her into it.
 
Black Hawk went wide eyed and started madly at the huge X in his cabin. She shook her head not wanting to be tied to that but she didn't pull away. "Oh please no, please." she begged as her whole body began to shake. She pushed against his chest trying to break free, she didn't want to be tied up to something. "No...please no....please...I beg you....I promise to be good from now on. I'm sorry." she cried.

She didn't know why she was so frightened but this was not making it any better. She pulled hard at the leash not wanting to go anywhere near the X, she was feeling nothing but utter terror. "Please...please Nathaniel....please..." she cried again as she grasped at his shirt fear taking over her whole body now, she was shaking uncontrollably, her hands trembled as she dug her heels into the ground.

She would do anything he said well almost anything but this was to far for her even. Tears suddenly burst down her cheeks as she began to cry, memories came flooding back to her, his ship a woman tied to this a long time ago, dead on the deck of his ship. "Please....please....please.....I can't....Nathaniel." she cried staring up at him wide eyed and frightened, she had never been so terrified in her life, he didn't know why she was scared of it but he could see she was desperate.
 
He'd tasted terror before and knew hers to be true- he could smell it on her but his hand didn't pull hers away from the shackle... not just yet. Nathaniel had found something which had truly terrified her and he wanted to burn the emotion into her should she ever disobey him and had to strap her into the device.

"You will address me as Master, Sir or My Lord. Do you understand?" He stared at her with his glowing red eyes as he watched the last of her bravado ebb away and he was left with a terrified young girl in his clutches. It was deliciously arousing to him and Litchfield felt the stirring in his tight breeches.
 
Black Hawk whimpered softly as tears came rolling down her cheeks and she stared up at the older male. "Yyyes....sir." she croaked and squirmed harder than before trying to back away from the device. She wouldn't run away but she didn't want to be near that thing. She had one other fear and that was of a cat of nine tails, her father used to whip her with one if she angered him. Black pulled back very hard and landed with a thud to the floor where she trembled pulling her knees to her chest.

She was muttering something in the tongue of the gods, she was born knowing it, her mother could hear her anywhere if she started to speak like that. There was a crash of thunder and lightening outside as the sea began to crash massive waves up against the ship. Black Hawk started at the floor her eyes blank as she rocked herself back and forth biting her bottom lip. The leash had broken but she still wore the collar and Nathaniel could see she just wanted to get away from the device.

"Bad....bad....death....it brings.....kills." she muttered before her head snapped up and looked at Nathaniel. She shook her head as wiped the tears from her cheeks and eyes and just sat there not moving at all. She wanted to run, she wanted to leave this ship but she knew better. She stayed right where she was, a safe distance from the device but where Nathaniel could still see her and know she wasn't going to run away from him which she wasn't.
 
Her reaction was stronger than he'd imagined and he felt Calypso's anger as she threw the waves against his ship. He moved to put the device at his back as Black Hawk huddled on the floor. "I won't put you into the device... as long as you are obedient. Understood?" He put his hands at his sides and watched her for any sort of trickery. Now, kneel here before your Master." His voice was strong and clear as he spoke.

Master picked up the broken ends of the leash and fused them together in his closed fist. He squatted down beside her and brushed a lock of hair over her ear and his voice softened. Demon or not he relished these little moments as he felt her resistance beginning to ebb. Gently he stroked the tears away from her eyes and spoke in a voice soothing and soft. "It's alright my pet, I don't need to use the device, do I? I know you'll behave yourself now, won't you?"
 
Black Hawk looked up at him trembling slightly but she gulped and shook her head as her mother slammed the ship with more waves, she couldn't control Calypso because her mother was the sea. "Mama is angry with you. I can't make her stop." Black Hawk whimpered as she stayed put where she was. She started him in the eyes before she shifted herself on her knees still afraid and not wanting her mother to get more angry but Calypso wouldn't sink the ship if Black Hawk was on it.

She didn't like him touch her but she didn't rip her face away from his touch, at least he was being gentle and kind to her so far. She closed her eyes trying to get the memories out of her mind, she tried to think of something else. "I still don't know why you just didn't give up. Why did you want me so badly? Most men who have come after me end up dead." she said and stared at Nathaniel, she still hated him though.

He could see her urge to slap him across the face but she held herself back and stared down at the floor. "I still don't forgive you for my brother's death, that will never change." she said softly as she pulled her head slightly and looked down at the floor as a few more tears fell. She let out a sigh letting Nathaniel touch her blond, braided hair if he wished. She knew it was one of her best features.
 
"Of course she is." He said softly. He'd taken her son and now he had her daughter- angry wasn't the half of it. Nathaniel continued to stroke her long blonde braids as he spoke. He pondered her question for a few moments before standing and sitting upon the bench seat as a wave crashed against the glass behind him, paying it no heed.

"At first I chased you because that was what I was supposed to do- what I was ordered to do. Hunt down pirates and bring them to justice. At first, you were no different, but in time I grew to appreciate your tenacity and the way you handled your ship and your crew. You were the one who always slipped the net and got away. And besides, I'm not most men." He smiled as he watched her kneeling on his cabin floor.

"Your brother fought valiantly, he was a worthy opponent- nearly as skilled as you. I had nothing to do with his pistol. Even still, I don't expect your forgiveness Pet." His legs sat shoulder width apart and the repaired leash dangled in the space between them. "Now, I haven't put you in the device, so there's no more need for tears. Straighten up Pet. I want you to kneel there before me properly, your back straight, knees shoulder width apart and your hands behind your back. It's time we begin your lessons."
 
She glared at him and he could see she had hate towards him but she said nothing as she wiped her tears away. She straightened up and stared at him with an angry face her hands behind her back. She stared at the leash that was clipped to her collar and she grew more angry when she stared at it. She wanted to yank herself free, stand up and slap him in the face but she held back for now. She may cause his him some trouble still, but the device should only be used if she tried to run away.

Her boots came up to her knees and made a dull slipping noises as her body trembled and shook as she tried her best to kneel in front of him. She glared at him with fury and pure hate, she dug her nails into her palms feeling her own blood trickle down onto the floor behind her. She didn't care though, she had been in worse pain and lost a lot more blood, a few small cuts wouldn't cause her to pass out. "I have a name." she said simply but didn't correct him anymore.

She preferred being called Black Hawk, she knew if he ever called her that there would be know Captain there even though she was one. She was Captain Black Hawk Jones, daughter of the devil of the sea Davy Jones. She smiled thinking about her feared father, she wondered what he was up to right now. She was also glad she didn't have her heart with her, she had cut that out a long time ago and hit it. She could not be killed since her heart was no longer in her body, but you could still hear the ghostly sounds of it beating if you pushed your ear to her chest.
 
Nathaniel smiled as she reminded him that she had a name. "Of course you do, Pet." He said as he rose from the bench and moved around behind her. She felt him move behind him and squat behind her. "And when you've earned it- I'll call you by it again. She felt his right hand upon her hair as his left slid along her side and across her tummy. "How old are you now Pet?" He asked as he did the math in his head. "Sixteen, isn't that right?"

His right hand slipped across the front of her shirt, brushing against her breasts as his hand slid down the front of her pants and between her thighs. His long middle finger brushed over the whisp of hair which lay just above her little clit and he teased the little bud of nerves expertly as the fingers of his right hand played with her left nipple whilst his forearm pulled her tightly against his chest. "Mmmm," he groaned softly as he felt the soft folds of her sex in his hand. "Aren't you so very ripe?"
 
Black Hawk watched Nathaniel with her eyes then blinked when she felt him slip behind her so he was crouched down. She didn't move though not sure if he was going to hurt her or what. She let out small yelp when she felt his hand suddenly touch her head then the other move and touch her stomach, she stared down at it feeling a bit worried. She bit her lip and squirmed a bit in his grasp her eyes never leaving his hand and where it was. "Yes, I uh....nnn..." she yelped and moaned slightly feeling his hand moved over her small breasts.

Her eyes suddenly went wide and she cried out when she felt his hand slip down her pants and between her slender thighs. She squirmed feeling his hand touching her labia. She gritted her teeth together her body already starting to grow hot from his touch, she didn't understand herself and why she was already reacting to his touch. "Yes....I am...sixteen.....hnnn....I can't be.....I'm a virgin." she grunted about the part about being ripe. Her head felt cloudy and she leaned against him her hips trembled a bit.

Black Hawk didn't understand all of what was going on with her body. Her nipples had grown some what hard and she felt herself heating up between her legs. She lifted her hands grasping his forehand around her but he was to strong, for her to pull free from. She whimpered again as her hands dropped to her sides and she began to tremble and shake all over, her body felt weak like she had been drugged so she leaned against Nathaniel's chest her eyes closed tightly as she made small noises because of his gentle touch down between her legs.
 
Nathaniel joined her and moaned softly in Black Hawk's ear as she moved beneath him as he continued to use his middle fingertip to tease her clit from beneath it's pink veil. The demon moved his finger further along between the crease of her sex until he found the entrance to her pussy. He felt her nipples grow harder as he stimulated her and he moved his right hand inside her shirt to gently pinch and rub her areola and around her nipple.

"You're so wet Black Hawk, do you like how that feels? Her new Master asks. "Your Master can bring you pleasure as well as pain my Pet." He pinched her nipple harder to emphasize his point and then turned quick circles around her clit to mix the pleasure with the pain. He moaned again feeling her grip his forearm and he watched closely how her body reacted to his touch and he found it intoxicating. Knowing she was a virgin would make it all the sweeter when he finally took her.
 
She yelped when she felt him move his hand inside her shirt then pinch her flesh and she whimpered not liking the pain he brought her, her hips trembled more and she felt her knees wanting to go weak, if he wasn't holding her up she would have fallen. She gave another yelp feeling his finger working up and down her slit, his words in her ear made her blush madly, she knew she wouldn't be able to get away from him the way he was holding her, tight enough to keep her there but not enough to harm her.

"Hnnn....I feel funny.....its aching and burning inside my stomach. My....my privates burn strangely too." Black Hawk cried out softly as she grapped his arm again trying to hold herself up the best she could. Her legs wanted to close, her mind was telling her to close them on him but she refused, her body wanted this. "No pain...no pain please....I haven't hurt you." she croaked softly, she seemed almost drunk from how her body was changing because of the way he touched her.

Black Hawk had shut her eyes very tight now, her hands grasped his arm as she tried to hold herself up, she pushed her back into him more too. Her pussy was starting to soak her panties as well as his hand. She hated pain, she didn't like feeling any so that is why she hardly gave any either. Black Hawk just kept trembling between her legs doing her best to get used to all these new feelings. "I feel like I was drugged, my mind isn't working." she whimpered.
 
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