The Plunder of War (BennyQ/Alexandria94)

[BennyQ]

The battle was over, if it could be called a battle. Captain Zeno Archibald, known among his comrades as Blubberbeard for his impressive collection of slain pirate beards he collected himself, watched as his band of irregular pirates fell upon a merchant vessel. There were a few marines among the defenders but they did not hold out long as the bravest were put to death and the cowards huddled into a corner. Among the latter group were sailors and clerks who surrendered in droves. From the looks of it, this ship would only prove to be a state vessel, lacking in any kind of luxury goods. And by luxury goods he referred to liquor, smoke, and women. It was no total loss however, for the ship might hold other goods that could be sold on the black market, such as weapons. He ordered his men below decks to search as the remaining few kept a watch over the thirty or so prisoners. He was a well-built man, a veteran of many sorties. A red scar ran along his middle forehead down the right of his nose and into his lower jaw, a remainder of his close encounters. His long dark hair was messy and unkempt but his gray eyes and hawk-like nose gave an air of authority and fear over his men.

Below decks the men fanned out quickly into the narrow corridors. Rooms were searched, and any persons found hiding were immediately put to death, their screams echoing the future consequence for not surrendering on time. As the men reached the lower decks, the found the precious cargo of the vessel stacked in crates and boxes. Some were so large they required several men to move. At a shout from the First Mate, the men began breaking the locks and rummaging through the cargo. They presented Ivory, golden rimmed mirrors, fine wines, and silks to the First Mate, who ordered them above decks to allow the Captain first pick of the spoils. As the men finished checking the majority of the crates, some began cracking open the larger ones.

Two particular figures, all brawn and no brains, were having a crack at one. With a crack, the person to the right of the box, a brown haired fellow with blue eyes, threw down the wall and peered in. To his surprise, he saw a face with blue eyes, obscured by dust and poor lighting, peering back at him with the same expression. "Hey mate, there's a more of these bloody mirrors in here. What tha devil do they need so many mirrors for ?" His companion, a person with a greater sense of intelligence, struck him in the arm with his crowbar. "You idiot, that's a person in there. Come out, before we gut you full of holes." When the figure didn't respond, they reached in and grabbed it out. "It's a w-woman!" The dim-witted one stammered in surprise, before pushing his companion away, "Back off you whore's melt, I found her first." Brandishing his scimitar at his fellow, he smiled at the young girl, mouth full of rotten, yellow teeth. "I'm gonna enjoy you, honey. Comon, it won't be so-" his sentence cut off by a whiplash to his head, throwing him to the side. The First Mate towered over all of them. "Incompetent fools! This woman goes up to the Captain first. Take her now." Rough hands grabbed her slender arms, and dragged her above decks and over the bodies of whom screams she must have heard earlier belonged to.

Above decks, the sun was shining it's last rays before it vanished for the night. Zeno stood on the captured vessel's deck, enjoying a flagon of plundered wine and quite disappointed that none of the prisoners proved to be eligible for a decent ransom. Many claimed to be the sons or relatives of important figures but he disbelieved them all. What would they be doing on an admin ship like this? He paced back and forth in front of them, letting them guess at his thoughts as to whether they will be executed or taken prisoner. Suddenly, he stopped. Three figures emerged from the cabin door further up the ship, two of his men escorting a young female towards him. Why is there a woman on this ship as well? He examined this new prisoner with curiosity. She was slender, with long brown hair. "Speak, woman. What purpose did you have on this ship, crewed only by men. Did they keep you for their perverted pleasures?" He said with a straight face, though a smile quickly broke his firm jaw and faded. Zeno, of course, saw himself as no different.

 

[Alexandria94]

The day that Adalind decided she wanted to get out of her life was a decision she wasn't sure she would be able to go through with. She knew she couldn't stay where she was at that time, a poor peasant girl that no one paid attention to and she was tired of it. Feeling the need to actually go out and do something with her life she dressed in the one half-way fine gown she owned and set about making a plan. Though she wasn't from a household with much money she knew what to do, and how to do it. She came from farmers and since she had only one brother, she had to do most of the work as well. Many had looked at her and wondered why she wasn't already married at the age of twenty but her life left no room for men.

Having packed up what other little clothing she had in a small bag that easily slipped over her shoulder she left her house. The only way for her to get where she wanted to be would be to become a stowaway. She knew it wouldn't be hard, the people who docked close to her town never checked the cargo boxes going onto their ship so she could just jump in one and she would be on her way.
Looking at the boxes that were being loaded onto one of the primary 'larger' ships she saw one that was free. It was just her luck. She smiled and hoped this was life trying to show her that there was hope for what she wanted as long as she took it, so that was what she did.

Moving quickly before any of them saw her she moved herself in the box, carefully tucking her bag behind her she grabbed the wooden side and pulled it into the side of the box. She could open the box if she needed to, but she was thankful for the small cracks so the air could flow freely. While she was inside the box she let herself relax. Because of her small frame she could let her legs out slightly and while she felt them move the box she accidentally fell asleep.

A jerk woke Adalind up when she heard the screams. She had no idea what was going on but she could tell by the slight rocking that she was out to sea. She wanted to scream out in fear, after all, being a farmer and healer didn't provide for much self defense training. She could hear the blood gurgling of what was surely slit throats and her hands flew over her mouth to try and keep herself quiet, though it did no use. As the man jerked her out she screamed loudly, unable to keep it in anymore. She didn't want to die, but she didn't want to go with him either. Just looking at him made her shiver in disgust.
The entire time they moved her she tried to fight, clawing and kicking at them, even though it did no good. The name Captain scared her and when they finally got her up to where he was she almost gasped. He was ruggedly handsome and from the obvious scar she knew he could fight and take what he wanted. She wanted to answer him, to stay alive, but she also wanted to be brave and stubborn.
Because of the internal conflict on how to behave she found that she could only stare at him, fear pooling in her stomach.

 

[BennyQ]

"Are you deaf, woman?" He looked at the two escorts. "You dim-witted, shit-for-brains, bloody oafs! You did something to her! She's too frightened she can't speak. I'll have the lot of you weighed with stones and dumped in an alligator swamp off the coast of Alexandria!" At this threat, several of Zeno's more competent guards stepped forward, ready to detain the men and punish them for their affront to the scared laws of pirating. However, the blue eyed fellow stuttered his defense. "N-no sir, beg-begging your pardon, sir, but we found her hiding in the crates, sir. Honest sir," he cringed, and taking one look at the approaching guards he caved, "I never touched her, I swear sir!" By now all the remaining pirates had reassembled above deck, quickly transporting the captured goods onto his own vessel. Zeno however, was known as a fair Captain, and he gestured for his guards to stand down.

The woman still didn't respond. He could see both defiance and fear mixed in her eyes and he knew there would be a challenge in separating those two. "Take this queen of silence to my quarters! Tie her and gag her, and if I find one mark on her, I'll use your balls as paperweights! Now be off!" And with that, the two pirates grabbed their prisoner and escorted her across the gangplank onto the pirate vessel. But before she was out of sight, she heard the First Mate approach the Captain. "Sir, what of the other survivors?" He asked, nodding to the odd-thirty individuals huddled at the prow. Zeno thought for a moment. "Survivors? There are no survivors. Have the goods loaded as quickly as possible." The First Mate, an easterner from Turkey and referred to as the Turk, straightened up at this order and then guessed at the Captain's intentions with the only survivor. "Very well. And what of Massilina?" Massilina, being his current concubine, had lost her appeal and was growing less and less satisfying each time. Zeno turned back, "Give her to the men. Used goods are of very little value."

And with that, he crossed the gangplank behind Adalind, and caught her by the shoulder. Looking straight into her eyes, he said, "Now, let's see what this spy has to say. I have a few techniques on getting spies to talk, you know. I'm sure you'll come to enjoy them, in fact." And as he finished, behind him across the merchant ship, axes and swords fell upon bound captives, their cries of death and mercy ringing out across the darkening sea. Their bodies were then unceremoniously dumped overboard, but not before being thoroughly looted. With a gesture from Zeno, the two men roughly dragged her into the captain's quarters, while two other men dragged another woman out. She was wide-eyed and scared, knowing she had just gone from being the Captain's personal plaything to that of the men's, a bunch less refined and civilized in their arts. She begged Zeno to keep her as she was swept past but he ignored her, his eyes only for his new captive, and she gave the death stare to Adalind with murderous eyes.

The Captain's quarter was fairly refined. This ship having once belonged to a member of nobility, the room reserved for the distinguished guest was quite spacious. A large bed, blanketed with captured silks and furs stood in the middle. To the right was Zeno's desk, in which gold and other precious metals were arranged as well as some papers. It would seem very odd to an outsider, that this crude pirate captain could read and write. To the left was a large wardrobe, and from the marks around the cabinet hinges, it could be told that clothes were not kept in there. The floor was covered in a smattering of rugs from all parts of the world. Adalind was escorted to one of the corner bed posts, kicked to her knees, and roughly bound to the unmovable oak. The guards, with a look of envy towards their captain, then left the room, leaving them alone. "Now then, I hope your situation has dawned on you so it would be good of you to talk. What were you doing on that ship." He moved closer to her, his breath stinking of wine. All along the post and on the floor, dried blood was visible. And yet, from the cries of Massilina, apparently this was a better fate than being given to the men.

 

[Alexandria94]

Adalind could only stare at what was going on in front of her. This man held so much authority that it was practically rolling off of him in waves. Each of his requests were quickly looked after and done without question. So far he had done nothing to make her think that he was a bad man to women, but he had done nothing for the better either.
She looked down at all the men who were lined up and awaited their inevitable death. She hoped she wouldn't die that they would simply let her go, but they were pirates and pirates weren't known for being kind. The ones holding her were being honest in not touching her, she knew that but she wondered silently if the handsome captain believed them.

As they started to move her away from him and to his quarters she wanted to run again, but she couldn't get her legs to move faster than what they were making them. She knew what was surely to happen wasn't going to be fun and just when she thought it couldn't get any worse the captain touched her. It made her jump as she turned her head and listened to him. She had never been touched by a man other than her father so a faint blush came over her cheeks.
She looked behind him and watched as all the crew were quickly killed in different manners and a half-way scream bubbled it's way up her throat and out. It amazed her how some people could just do things like this and not think twice about it.

Seeing that only made going to his room harder. The woman who looked at her made her stomach roll even worse as she was roughly pulled into the room and looked around surprised at how clean it was, until she got to the post she would be tied to. It was crusty with blood at the bottom and with the kick to the back of her knee she was quickly down and tied before she could think. She didn't like the vulnerable feeling, but knew this captain would have no trouble getting what he wanted from her; rope or not.

She looked at him, and not wanting to anger him allowed the smallest, and simplest of answers to come through. Hoping he would believe it and not think she was a spy. "I wanted to t-travel and get a-away." She hated how her voice cracked with fear, but with it just being them two in the room it would be difficult to abolish.

 

[BennyQ]

"T-travel and get a-away..." Zeno replied mockingly in a drunken tone. "Don't make me laugh." He knelt down in front of her so that his face covered her entire field of vision. "Admit it, you were the Captain's whore. That's why you were kept hidden away. And I would assume he came down and had his way with you, in that tiny little box where no one could hear you." He let out a roar of laughter. "Ha ha! And they call us uncivilized. You see, I treat my women with a little more refined tastes. A box! Ha ha what a joke. And he must have promised you to take you everywhere in the world right? From the deserts of the south to the forested mountains of the north, ha ha I can only imagine what foolish promises you believed girl." At the last words, his tone of voice became suddenly deadly. "You must have filled his every desire, dumb haired girl that you are," with a sudden gesture, his hand groped a handful of breast beneath her robe and pinched the nipple hard, "Tell me, will you offer me the same in return for fulfilling your dream to travel?" His hand remained firm, squeezing the firm nipple between his thumb and middle finger. But before any answer could be got, there was a rasp knock at the door, which drew Zeno away from his prize.

"What is it?" He inquired through the door, and heard the Turk's voice in reply. He opened the door. "All the goods have been safely stored. What are your orders now?" Such trivial matters, Zeno thought, and using the door frame to hide his obvious erection, he replied, "Have the ship set alight and cast us off. I want to reach the African coast as soon as possible." The Turk looked at him in surprise, "But that would mean weeks of journeying, from which we are ill-prepared. And none of the ports we can call on near here will sell us any goods." Zeno smiled, playing slapping the First Mate on the cheek, "Come now, my brother, we must hope there are more merchant ships who need their goods requisitioned. I'm sure their supplies could fill our coffers easily. Now then, cast us off and I am not to be disturbed until morning!" And unceremoniously, he slammed the door on the Turk's face. Ignoring Adalind for the moment, he strode to a corner of the room and retrieved a blazer there that was placed against the wall. Taking a candle, he worked a small fire among the embers in the blazer. Then he turned towards the wardrobe, humming a tuneless song, he digs through the various counters and drawers, and only the sound of tools and metals clanking against one another is heard. But with a loud "Ah!", he brings out a long metal rod, fixed with a decorative metal head, and sticks it into the fire. Turning around and stretching, he faces his captive once again. "I hope you have a name, or should I just refer to you as cunt? For that's all I think your gonna be useful for."

 

[Alexandria94]

Adalind deeply regretted getting onto the boat now. Not only was she not travelling anymore but she was with a man who both scared her and mesmerized her. When he got up in her face she wanted to gasp but she bit the inside of her lip to keep from doing so. She did not want to show weakness but it would be hard when she had never had to put up strength. She had hoped he would keep his distance from her, at least for a while, until he caught her nipple between his fingers. It caused her to cry out in pain and her back arched. Still she said nothing, she wasn't sure how to tell him that she wasn't a whore, but a virgin, though she doubted he would believe her.
She nearly sagged in relief when someone came to the door and he had to leave her alone. She preferred him away from her, but when he stood up her eyes went straight to the his bulge in his pants. It frightened her more than anything else he could ever do to her and it caused her to swallow in fear.

She listened to their conversation, wondering why the captain would risk the trip if they didn't have all the supplies that they needed. She thought that they maybe had a chart with expected vessels, because it would take quite some time to get to the African coast.
When he shut the door her eyes shot to him, and she watched carefully. At first she wasn't sure what he was doing, but when he got the metal and placed it in the fire she squirmed. Coming from a farm she knew what one of those looked like, and something told her he wasn't going to use it on himself. She took a deep breath when he talked to her and this time when she spoke she was thankful that her voice didn't shake, though it was difficult. "My name is Adalind and I was not the captain's whore. I stowed away on my own accord." She didn't look at him, but rather in front of her, near the floor as her hands moved around in small, unnoticeable circles to try and free her from her bonds.

 

[BennyQ]

The effect of wine was now fading and a more sober attitude was taking Zeno`s mind. It was nighttime now, and only the faint embers of the blazer and a few other candles around the room gave off light. There were indistinct sounds of talking beyond the walls and the constant whooshing of water against the ship was ever present. Zeno was surprised she answered him more readily, keep to the story that she had stowed aboard that ship. What luck! Now she was in his hands, and doomed to a worse fate than had she not stowed away. Feigning ignorance, he kept away from Adalind after she had spoken, rearranging the embers of the blazer with the rod in order to produce more heat and light. He even hummed that tuneless song again, acting as if there was nothing of attention in his cabin. It was his plan to keep her guessing about his next move, but he could tell from the fear in her eyes she knew what she was up to.

"Tell me, cunt, what or who were you running away?" He asked, not using her name at all. A name was meant for a person, an individual, but not for this slave-to-be in front of him. She would have to earn it back. He looked to her for an answer but her eyes were downcast in front of her, and from them he could see some form of concentration or focus. What the devil was she thinking at a time like this? She should be begging for release or in the very least, gentleness. Zeno then saw that she was working the tension on her bonds to try and free herself. Shaking his head, he strode to her in a few steps and grabbed the bonds harshly, jerking her entire body and form upwards though the bondings that tied her to the bed post stretched in tension. "I really wish you wouldn't do that. It leaves a mark on the wrist, and I don't appreciate my goods damaging themselves. Now cunt," He continued, as he released her and walked back to the blazer and lifted the rod, "What was your real purpose on that ship?" Admiring the heat coming from the decorative end, he turned back to Adalind with a smirk.

 

[Alexandria94]

Adalind was starting to become pissed. All she wanted was to travel and be treated with some sort of respect, but this man was refusing to give it to her. She was a good person and didn't deserve this, let alone to be tied to the bed post. While he was pacing back and forth she moved her wrists back and forth, each time getting a little deeper into her skin, but it was worth it; she wanted out. She didn't care if she would have to swim away from this boat but stay there she wouldn't. Being tied up made her anxious and nervous, his tuneless humming starting to get on her nerves. She wanted nothing more than to slap him but she knew to even try it wouldn't end well, but she would remain stubborn towards him.

She really didn't like the name calling, but she couldn't do anything about it, though she could try and not respond to him, but as he stalked over to her she nearly squirmed under his heated gaze. A small shriek came from her when he lifted her so closely to him. She didn't like to proximity to him and she could feel the heat and power radiating from him. Even though she had to crane her neck to look at him she tried her best to glare back.

When he let her go, she caught her footing and stood, though her arms were still behind her back. She knew the rod he held was meant for her, and no matter what she would say she would get it, so she figured she would let her words come as they wanted. "I was on that ship because I wanted a better life, instead I'm stuck here. As for being your 'property' and causing myself harm, I wouldn't have to if you would just untie me. I mean what do you think I am going to do?" Her heart beat was racing from fear and she could feel it behind her ears but she held her gaze, biting lightly on the inside of her lower lip.

 

[BennyQ]

Zeno smiled, returning the rod to the blazer. The embers flared up and metal began to turn a bright red. Instead he strode back over to Adalind, only inches from her face. "What do I think your going to do? Well I think your going to plunge a knife into my chest when I'm sleeping and then make off with whatever goods you can. It's been tried before, you see. That is why my men have orders, that if you are seen outside this cabin without express permission from me...well you remember the fear in your predecessor?" He hoped the grueling thought of being repeatedly used as a plaything by numerous men would strike the fear of god into her, but he also needed to employ other techniques as well. "You see, there is a stubbornness in your eyes that will haunt my dreams, and it needs to be removed." He added mockingly, as he left her to retrieve a knife from his desk. With the jewel encrusted dagger in his hand, he returned to Adalind. "Now cunt, let us see what plunder I have captured tonight." He used the knife to cut into the fabric of her dress, ripping it's folds and strains apart and not caring whether the point cut or pierced her skin beneath. It took him a few minutes to completely strip Adalind of her clothing but soon he had her bare naked against the bed post.

Zeno let out a low whistle. "What an excellent haul we have gotten here tonight." He said, as he circled around her admiring her form, "They say the quality of a good can be best gleamed from it's backside. It works with rugs and with women too." Zeno concluded, grabbing a handful of her butt before returning to the blazer. He snatched the rod out, feeling the heat coming off with his hand. He turned around and snatched up all the ragged clothing that once belonged to Adalind and placed it in the blazer, taking a second to enjoy the sudden heat that poured off with the sudden burning. He then returned to Adalind and waved the rod in front of her face like a wand, "Sometimes, precious cargo goes missing or gets stolen. Smarter businessmen mark their holdings with a mark or symbol, much like the high lords do with their house emblems." And without any more hesistation, he drove the burning end of the rod into her left side, above the hip. Flesh seared and a small column of smoke rose from the charred skin. Satisfied that he had marked his captive as his own, he returns the rod into the now roaring blazer. Zeno then turns around, smugness replaced by a more sinister lust, as the shadows cast by his frame over the fire danced around the darkened room like a horrible demonic dance.

 

[Alexandria94]

Adalind wasn't sure where her words would take her but as he came over to her she bit the inside of her lip harder, almost to a bloody point. She hated how she felt when he was so close to her, it unnerved her. She could hear his breathing and watch his chest rise and fall, nearly tripping backwards from the closeness. She told herself she would not 'bow' down and sit at his feet like he undoubtedly wanted her to, but that she would stay stubborn and he would not break her. "You only want me to break before you because you are used to running the entire show, but not this time." She watched him as he walked away but when he returned with a knife, the blood rushed out of her face. As he started to cut away she jumped a little away from it as to make sure she wouldn't be cut by it.
Standing there, naked, in front of a handsome man, caused her entire body to blush but she tried to keep her eyes up and focused on the wall, or the floor. She was nearly shaking in fear and she knew he would be able to see it.

It made her nervous when he circled her. She didn't like it when people were behind her and she couldn't tell what they were doing. After that was when she watched as he walked and got the rod. Her fear of it caused deafness and she didn't hear anything he said, only watched the rod. It was in slow motion to her and when it touched her side, it was like a pain she had never felt before. She screamed so loudly it turned guttural and just as quickly as it started, it stopped. When he walked away she nearly collapsed, grasping the bed post and leaning over it.
"You know, your cargo wouldn't go missing it if you weren't such an asshole." She didn't like that gleam in his eyes, but she tried to focus on it instead of the searing pain coming from her side.

 

[BennyQ]

"Oh what a mouth on you! I wonder if it's good for anything else. A better life you say? Well what could be better than this." He said, indicating the rich travesty of the room. Zeno knew she could not, had probably had not even seen, such luxuries. He strode around behind her now, slowly undressing himself. He lifted his sword belt over his head and placed it on his desk. Next, Zeno unclasped his cape and disrobed. As he did so, he spoke from behind her, "Cargo also doesn't speak unless spoken to, so remember to keep your peace. I thought a little shearing would have taught you enough but it seems you need to be educated further." Striding around to her field of vision, he stood in front of her with tanned skin and glistening muscles. Years of back breaking ship work had given him an excellent physique, but the scars of battle had wounded not just his face, but elsewhere. Numerous, angry cuts crisscrossed his upper arms and body, and his back revealed signs of a past lashing long ago.

As he closed himself to her again, he noticed her body flush with red. Had she not been with another man before? Unceremoniously, he penetrated two fingers into her awaiting cunny, and found it dry and very tight. Zeno looked up in surprise and excitement into Adalind's face. "Virgin! Fate has smiled on me today. It seems Cunt was an accurate name for you to bear." He continued penetrating her, motioning his fingers back and forth and increasing the moistness he felt there. "Do you know why I ordered us to cross the Mediterranean on such arduous journey? It leaves more time for idleness and rest, well for me at any rate. And what better way to relax with my very own fresh cunny." His fingers showed little hope of slowing, and as he witnessed the rush of emotions over her face, he could not help but increase the speed and intensity.

 

[Alexandria94]

Adalind listened to him, mostly because there was nothing else to do and she was constantly wondering what to do with him. His emotions were so bland, while hers were out there for him to look at and play with. She hated it and would but up a harsh, wall that he wouldn't be able to penetrate, at least she hoped. Her head constantly whipped around and watched him, his every move and action. She was afraid he would do something while she couldn't see him and it made her hands close tighter around the ropes holding her. She knew she would have to keep quiet if she wanted to get out of this night in the least amount of pain possible, but she knew that wasn't likely to happen.
She couldn't help her eyes as they traveled when he returned to her. She looked over his chest, then up to his eyes trying not to let them go any further down because she would see something she didn't want to see and it made her take in a deep breath, trying to ignore the fear pounding in her chest.

As she looked up at his face when he moved her fingers down between her legs. Because of her bonds she had no where to go and her body locked up as soon as he touched her. From her head to her toes she was nearly crimson as she stared at him. A groan came from her mouth at the feeling of just his fingers inside her. It stretched her and since she was dry it hurt all the worse. She wanted to ask him to be gentle with her, but she wouldn't allow for herself to degrade just for his sake.
Not being able to take it anymore she moved her eyes from his face to his chest, hating the smug look that was surely forming on his face. She could feel herself growing wetter and a part inside of her was secretly grateful.

 

[BennyQ]

Zeno enjoyed his prize with full pleasure. He was blessed with vast periods of time with little disturbance. He could afford to take his time. He continued fingering her for a short while, taking secret pleasure in each escaped moan from her lips. In time, he'll have her saying anything he desired. But there was a strange innocence in her that he also coveted, to make his permanently. Perhaps if her temperament was right, and her submission came voluntarily rather than conquered. But no, Zeno was thinking too far ahead. Conquering and dominating was the experience. There'll be others, and always it proved right. Seeing her head turned down, trying to avert her eyes, Zeno immediately knew how to use that to her disadvantage.

Judging her to be quite moist for her very first, Zeno removed his fingers and placed both his hands on the back of her thighs. He then lifted her up and spread her legs apart, but using his strength he kept her just above his upward cock. She was now pushed up further up the bed post, the hard wood burning into her back. Zeno waited for her to make eye contact, faced with the now imposing view, and to perhaps allow one last plea, or even request. Zeno liked goods that produced good returns. She had a certain stubbornness, to relish it one last time before he vanquished it forever.

 

[Alexandria94]

Adalind didn't want to give into him. It would show that it was over and that there was no other option than to be everything he wanted her to be. The small moans that came from her only made her blush harder as her clit started to throb. Even if she hated what was happening this Captain knew her body better than she did and he was using it to his full advantage. Biting her lip and still trying to keep her eyes down she gasped slightly when he stopped playing with her and lifted her up, quickly spreading her legs.
She shut her eyes hard at the scraping of the wood against her back, she knew it would leave harsh marks, but wouldn't scar. Each indention making an equal indention on her back and she slowly allowed her eyes to open.

Finally she gave him what he wanted and looked up at to him. In his eyes she could easily see so much hurt and loneliness. She wondered if that was why he was such a cruel man. At first he had been so nice to her and she wished he would still be nice to her now. With the hard leverage from his strength, there was no where else to go. She would have to deal with this, but at least afterwards she could sleep, but she had to get there first. She tried not to let any emotion show, and still refused to look anywhere near his cock, afraid at what the size might do to her already scared body.
In the silence she was shaking, so afraid of what she knew was inevitable.

 

[BennyQ]

Zeno felt her body shaking with fear and knew no answer was forthcoming. Uncaring, he thrusts his large cock deep into her moist vagina, immediately feeling the tightness squeezing his firm cock with it's own intensity. He held her closer too, for he wanted the warmth of his body to be the only comfort she would be able to find in this hell he was about to create for her. Her head jerked back with his initial thrust, a loud moan escaping his lips. Digging his mouth into her neck area, he flexed himself for the upcoming trial of vigor. With a grunt, he slowly withdrew his penis out of her vagina, feeling it slide out from her built up wetness. When but the head remained inside, he thrust himself deep inside her again, faster than he had exited.

In this way he continued for a few moments, thrusting in fast and hard, but withdrawing slowly. With each stroke, he could feel her body convulse, with pain or pleasure he couldn't tell, and nor did he care. Removing his lips from her now bitten neck, he firmly kisses Adalind, before pulling back his head, and increasing the speed and intensity of his penetration. For several minutes, holding Adalind firmly against the bed post, he rammed her with such furrow and rigor, Zeno was sure he would break the bed post behind him. Her tightness contracted and closed on his cock with each thrust, and soon he could feel her juices mixed with blood pouring out. But as fast and furious as it begun, it was finished, for Zeno with a grunt, emptied his seed deep inside her. He remained standing there a moment, relishing the warmness of her body against his, until he reluctantly pulled out. Taking a step back, he savored his prize as she slid down the post, unable to support herself.

 

[Alexandria94]

Adalind couldn't get her eyes to pry off of him even if she tried. She sheer intensity of the moment kept her eyes on him even as he started to move. She knew it would hurt and as soon as his cock entered her, without care, she screamed out her head pushing back against the bed post. It felt to big for her and it caused her to squirm and try to get out of the situation. She could feel his muscles trembling and knew it had been a while since he had had a good fuck, that whore probably wasn't as fun as she was, though she wasn't obedient.
His moans disgusted her and when he bit her neck she screamed again, his harsh fucking causing her to grip the post behind her back as best she could while it continued to dig into her.

She found herself biting the inside of her lip to try and stay quiet. She hated the sound of her screams and the pain that carried along with it, she wondered how a person could be so cruel so easily. She hoped it would get better but for the time being the only thing she wanted was for him to leave her alone. Having never seen his cock, she no longer had to, she knew it was massive because she could feel the blood slowly running down the inside of her legs, which were still spread. The bonding behind her back was starting to make her arms go to sleep and she knew she wasn't keeping herself up anymore, but rather he was.
Thinking it would go on and on and that the way would never stop a tear slid down her face. She continued to look at him, but when he finally came and pulled out of her she was glad, she couldn't think of a moment in her life when she was as happy when he left her alone. She slid down the pole, not caring that the wood was still cutting into her back side. The pain was a numb feeling as her eyes finally left his face. Her mind was blocking most of the pain from her, but she knew she would feel it when she awoke the next day.

 

[BennyQ]

Zeno stepped back from his prize and let out a loud cheer. Across the ship and below decks it would have been heard, and the men smiled and joked knowing their captain had just scored big. Zeno walked to his desk, ignoring Adalind on the ground, and poured himself a glass of fine wine. He downed in one go. Next he picked up a small silk rag and walked back to Adalind. Crouching in front of her, he lifted her chin and saw the tear running down her face. "Don't worry cunt, it gets easier each time." And taking the rag, he sticks it between her legs, cleaning the blood from her pussy and thighs. First timers, he thought, trying to keep her clean enough so that she didn't spoil his precious bed sheets with her blood. After thoroughly cleaning her, and none to gently, he simply dropped the rag on the ground by the bed post. The green silk was stained red with blood, and Zeno left it there to indicate it was hers to use in future days.

He looked into her face again, and there was something about how the tear slid slowly down his face that caused him to rethink his desire. She was young yet and not used to the rigor of being used multiple times a day. A slow approach was needed. He lifted her up again by her hair and detached her from the bed post, though keeping her hands bound behind her back, and threw her onto the bed. "Get comfortable, Cunt." He said softly, "I hope your rear is just as tight as your front. Unless of course, you have something else in mind?" Zeno hoped on the bed behind her, forcing her head down into the soft sheets while her ass was up and level with his groin.

 

[Alexandria94]

Adalind could feel her body throbbing with pain what seemed like everywhere. She couldn't remember a time when she had hurt so badly and she took in a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves. Glancing up at him she watched him drink the wine and examined him before looking back down. She wondered how someone so handsome could be so mean and she wondered if the scar across his face had anything to do with his cruelty. By this time her body was on overdrive and she could feel the adrenaline pumping through her from her fear. She didn't watch as she came back over to where she was, only closed her eyes and took in sharp breaths as he cleaned her. She knew he didn't care about her in the slightest but she still wanted to be treated as something other than an animal.

She didn't know what to expect, she thought that hopefully it would be over and she could rest now; but was she mistaken. As he yanked her up by her hair she screamed a little from the harshness and looked up at him. From being tied to the post and having very limited mobility her legs had fallen asleep along with her arms. The blood rushing back into the areas also made her take in a breath. As he pulled her over to the bed she could feel one of his hands around both of her wrists, it was funny, she thought, that he felt the need to protect him from her.
Being pushed down roughly onto the bed made her groan, the bloody scrapes in her back splitting slightly more from the force. Her body was quivering harshly from her fear of him, she knew he would be able to feel it from his hands on her and her hands were fisted in the expensive silk sheets. When her head raised slightly and she spoke, her voice held no quiver. "What can I offer to you that you won't take anyway by force?"

 

[BennyQ]

Zeno pondered her question for a moment. There was an impeccable logic behind her words, indicating she understood her situation. Her body told him otherwise, and it shook in raw fear of him. This he enjoyed the most, and he ran a hand over the scraps on her back as he thought of a response. He traced the wounds and bruises he had caused her from being fucked so roughly against a bed post. "My mistake then!" He laughed out loud, slapped her ass cheek firmly, "I forgot for a moment that you were just a Cunt and not a person. But I'm willing to change that outlook, if you return to me compliance and obedience."

He untied her wrist bonds, and flipped her over on her side. He leaned in close to her face, "I'm taking you in the ass tonight, and it won't be half as easy as your pussy was." Zeno moved in over her, so that his knees pinned her elbows on the bed and his groin floated only a few inches over her face, his now rejuvenated cock hanging above her. "You should give it a good suck first. It'll make the going a lot easier. And if it's good enough, perhaps I'll let you sleep on the bed without bonds." He moved a hand over her face, and traced the outline of her mouth with a finger. He imagined fucking her mouth with the same ferocity he had done earlier, and suddenly, with an evil smile spreading across his face, he knew how he could break her.

 

[Alexandria94]

Adalind wished she could lay on the soft bed sheets and just relax. She hadn't even agreed to a round one and she was already so tried and sore, another round would exhaust her to the point of passing out completely. She could feel his hands touching her and it disgusted her, almost made her want to gag in response because even though he wasn't being rough at the moment, the touches stung. She wanted to slap his hand away and move away from him, but she knew as much as he did that she would never be able to over power him. She had hoped the gentleness would stay around but as soon as his hand slapped her ass cheek she screamed again, nearly biting her tongue off when he flipped her around.

She looked up to him while he moved closer to her, she knew she had tear marks down her cheeks and that her face was likely red. She wondered why he wanted to continue having sexual relations with her, she knew she wasn't going to get out of the situation or get away from him, so why the show of power. Listening to him talk she wondered if it was worth it, to suck his cock, give him pleasure, when she knew she would be experiencing pain much worse than what she had already felt later. When he moved his body up hers and on her elbows she got her first real view of his cock and it made her gasp loudly in fear. It was huge and she didn't know how she got such a thing inside of her, let alone have it go inside her tiny asshole.
She looked up at him, swallowing first to try and keep some of her courage. "Why would I give you pleasure when you have given me nothing but pain? You didn't even try and see if I would go along with it and have willing sex with you, you just jumped right in." She said it against his thumb as her face blushed looking up at him. She wasn't sure what she meant, but she was sure such a good looking man would be able to seduce her and it wouldn't have been as bad, but now all she felt was pain. A part of her hoped that if he did take her asshole ruthlessly that she would pass out from it and not feel anything until she woke up the next morning.

 

[BennyQ]

Zeno laughed again at her question. "You forget what you are. Your pleasure or pain doesn't matter to me, though in a short while it'll be all pleasure for you anyways. And then I think, you wouldn't really complain then. But don't stop on account of that! I love your daring, little lady." And in response to her second statement, he smirked, looking down at her. "Your a virgin, what experience could you possibly have that would interest me in attempting to try that." He grabbed her hair in one hand, curling a handful into a fist, and pulled her mouth, which had been gaping in pain at his action, onto his dick.

He didn't force all of it into her mouth, but only the head and a bit beyond. Using his, he moved her head in rhythm with his thrusting hips, building up a slow speed. She had some mettle to her, and it only made him the more harder to know that he was in bed with such a woman. If only she could match his appetite with it. Secretly inside him, he wished she appreciate the cock inside her mouth and use her tongue. His body was tired from his previous exertions however, so his dick was not as firm as it had been. It was inevitable that this throat fucking would have him cumming soon, but his slowness in his thrusts made it seem like forever. Zeno relished every stroke, feeling the moist lips of her mouth move up and down the length of his dick. The tip was just inside her mouth, but a firm hand on her hair ensured she could not pull back far enough.

 

[Alexandria94]

Adalind was in conflict in her head. She didn't want to experience anymore pain, but just wanted to sleep some. A growl wanted to come from her because she was so angry at him. She wasn't a doll and she didn't need this, she was trying to not be as crude as him, but inside her mind a plan was starting to form and she wasn't sure she could go through with it. If she did she would be thoroughly disgusted by herself but with this situation she was almost willing to do anything.

When his cock was inserted into her mouth she allowed her mouth to relax and for him to slide in easily. Though she had never had a cock inside her mouth she found that her mind knew what she should do. Letting her mind flood with thoughts she smiled slightly around his cock as she came up with a small plan. There was a chance that it wouldn't work, that it could majorly backfire on her, but should it work it would work out perfectly for both parties involved.
Deciding to go for it she moved her head on her own. Of course his cock caused her lips to stretch but she followed her instincts. She didn't let her teeth touch him and she moved her head slowly up his cock until the head was nearly in her throat. She wanted to gag but she took deep breaths when able and started to suck on him. Her tongue swirled itself around his cock, the tip running over and around it as she swallowed occasionally around the tip of his cock, causing a gripping motion that she knew he would enjoy; she would feel his cock twitch in her mouth. She knew her cooperation would feel so much better than anything he could do on his own, and she wanted to show him that. She went on for a few more minutes and then she stopped. Her eyes were still closed, but her mouth was motionless, even her tongue rested against the bottom of her mouth. The only thing she hoped to accomplish was for him to not rape her ass also, but to allow her to give him an orgasm with her mouth instead.

 

[BennyQ]

The sudden movements of her head and tongue made Zeno gasped in pleasure. Now she was beginning to know her place. If she accepted more readily to his commands, perhaps he could become less hurtful with her. He still meant to enjoy her in such ways, but he hoped she would do so willingly and he would not have to apply so much pain to her beautiful body. Zeno really thought she was a rarity, and he felt every moment like this with her would be utterly pleasurable to the highest degrees. His grip on her hair lessened a bit, and he enjoyed her tongue against his tip. "You do know something," he said with a smile, a genuine one too. But as suddenly as she began, she stopped, and her head and tongue remained motionless.

He continued thrusting into her mouth for a bit, thinking she had tired a bit and was simply exhausted but would continue shortly. But Zeno hoped in vain, for she intended not to and he realized this. Very well then, he decided. He was going to spare her from an earlier cruel fate but he intended to put her through it now in return. He finished fucking her mouth on his own, thrusting deeper inside of her, faster and stronger. He could hear her gagging and twitch and the rims of her teeth sometimes scratching his dick. But before she could dare attempt that, he cummed heavily again inside her mouth. He had kept the tip of his cock just past her lips, so that his seed came out fully onto her tongue. She would enjoy the full taste of it, he imagined, and would come to enjoy it. He held her head in place, not removing his dick from her mouth until he was sure she swallowed every drop.

 

[Alexandria94]

All Adalind wanted to do was cry. She wanted so badly for him to just ask or to say something that would cause her to continue, because she would have. To make such a handsome man gasp in the pleasure that she was giving to him caused it's own sense of satisfaction within her, though she wasn't sure why. She still had her eyes closed the entire time but as he complimented her she could tell he was smiling and it caused an odd smile to place itself on her face, until it went downhill fast.

All she needed was one word, but the action said everything. If he couldn't simply ask for it, then she wouldn't give it to him, and she would continue to fight him as best she could. She knew it would only caused more pain on her part but she needed to do it and keep herself from emotional pain at least. As he slammed into her mouth she gagged hard and it caused water to appear in her eyes, quickly spilling over and landing on the sheets beneath them. It hurt her throat tremendously, his huge cock being entirely inside of it, and before he reached his peak it was already raw from his forcefulness. She never thought it would end so when he pulled out and finally came, a part was grateful, the other part was gagging. To her it was too salty and she didn't like the taste, even though she had to swallow it.
When there was nothing else left she pushed back as hard as she could and his cock slipped out of her small mouth with a pop. Immediately she drew in a deep breath, coughing slightly and looked up at him. "Would it have killed out to just ask me to continue? It is such a simple thing yet you have to remain an ass." She was so angry at him, this time she wasn't sure if her body was shaking from fear or from fury.

 

[BennyQ]

"I have to ask you to pleasure me?" Zeno laughed, utter disbelief at her presumption. "You forget Cunt that you are my slave, not my equal." He moved off her now, settling into a position beside her on the bed, propped up on one elbow. "Enjoy my seed whenever you can. It's the only food you'll ever be getting. At least until you learn how to cooperate." He then rolled to the opposite side and got up off the bed. He strode around his quarters, blowing out candles and pouring himself a glass of wine. He downed it in one go and moved to pour himself another glass. Instead, he just took the entire flagon with him. This girl had just caused him grief with her words. He thought there was a chance for her, and that they could share in mutual pleasure exploring each other, but saw that she would never understand his desires. Adalind just had a strong spirit in her that he just wanted to make his, and foolishly thought that he could bend it to his will. He would break her and she would accept his every command without word, he dreamed.

He picked up one of the new silk blankets he had acquired and returned to the bed. Abruptly, he threw the blanket on top of Adalind's head, and laughed. "Ask you nicely. The nerve. You won't turn down a drink then, would you?" He asked, climbing in beside her and sitting upright against his pillows. Keeping the flagon in his left hand, he used his strong right arm to grasp Adalind and drag her roughly over to him and forcing her to cuddle up against his body. He then changed between tracing a hand up and down her thigh to groping one of her breasts.