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Pirates! (leia x Silverknight) - COMPLETED

"Well now, I have the right to look at you however I show choose, cabingirl," he said as he looked at her and then walked over to the door and opened it as he pulled in two large bags and put them down on the floor of the cabin, "this is the things you brought no?" he asked as he looked over with a smirk on his face as he was sure that seeing that he hadn't forgotten her things was going to suprise the hell out of the woman.

"Now, you picked this stuff out and I had it brought here by my men so it wouldn't get messed up along the way, you may use some of it, but you will also have to wear the close I give to you to wear when I wish that as well," he informed her as he went over and sat on the bed. He had rather enjoyed sex with the blonde, it was intense and her body adjusted well to him, he knew that she had like or loved it too, he knew that from that loud noise she made when she hit her climax.

He took the sheets of the bed as he knew they were soiled from their juices and replaced them quickly with new ones that he had in a small cabinet, he knew that as he did that, she would have to find places to put her own things. One thing about her loud climax was at least, the whole crew would know she was his, that was a nice bonus. He finished putting up the sheets before sitting on the bed and watching Savannah work to put up her own things.
 
She rolled her eyes as he called her a cabingirl again. If she thought it would do her any good, she would have hit him, but she was too scared of him at the moment. "My... my things? Wha...?" she was confused... he'd made her leave her room before she'd even stowed half the things that were there, though they had gotten to her bed, they just weren't packed at all.

"Hmph, and I doubt very much I'll be wearing them outside of any port that you wish me to be at. What would happen if I did try to put something on you don't want?" not that she was stupid, she knew he had to be much stronger than her and could probably rip them right off her if he chose, but she knew she was going to test him, as well as be testy. She hated being here, and didn't care what he did to her, even if it was the best sex on earth, which she doubted, but it was definitely the best she'd had, though she had nothing to compare to and didn't care to compare either.

She barely noticed him changing the sheets, and the clothes she would have considered as being beneath her, but since she was now on a pirate ship and most like was not considered of a higher lot in life, thought that her finer things would be too high and would probably get shredded if another noblewoman saw her wearing them and yet being escorted by a pirate. She had thrown one or two of her less ornate, and less fine, garments on her bed but hadn't been sure on them, and yet here they were. She wasn't complaining exactly either, as some clothes were better than the none she was expecting.
 
He heard her question and raised an eyebrow for a moment, "of course you will be wearing your finest clothes from time to time," he said as if it were a simple thing to see. "They are here for the times when we got into port that you shall need them. "Pirates don't always attack places, sometimes we make deals and we charm and we impress people, we have to dress not so pirate like to do so, thus your clothes would be needed for such event and such times," Jean explained as he straightened the sheets on the bed for a good moment or wto before sitting back down.

"If you put on what I don't want you to put on, well we shall come up with something when we cross that bridge, and I don't expect you to wear your dresses away from port, that would be a waste, and they would do you little good on a ship as well," he added as he looked at her and then looked around, "You may store any of your goods where you want, as long as you don't put them on my table and as long as you don't mess with my stuff either, and make sure that they dont' somehow multiple and take over the room," he said with a serious face as he looked at her.

"Now let me find the clothes for you today." he said as he put out her first outfit before her before smirking as he looked at her for a good moment. "Now get dressed so I may show you around the ship," he said with a small grin forming on his lips as he waited for her to put on the revealing outfit knowing that she wouldn't want to do so, but at the moment, he wasn't going to give her any choose by to wear these clothes.
 
"Really? I thought... well, that's why I went for the less ornate dresses, they're fine to get by with, but not the kind that one would put on airs if they're wearing them. I didn't think you'd want me wearing anything better than yours..." she was surprised, maybe they weren't always that bad, though she somehow still doubted that one.

She had a feeling that if they had to cross that bridge, it was going to be a very tough one to cross, at least on her side anyways. Of course she didn't expect to be able to wear her finery, and had doubted he would let her wear much of anything, if anything at all. She tried to find a place to put her 'goods', what little they'd allowed her, and finally sighed and just left them in the pack for now.

She gasped at the outfit, she might as well have been wearing no clothes, though it actually was about her size. "That's not clothes... that's two strips of cloth... I can't wear that, it's sinful and scandalous to say the least..."
 
He looked at the woman and smirked as he nodded his head, he opened his closet, "Of course, I have meetings with important people who give me jobs who pay for my ship, and who support me as long as I attack the right place or destroy the right ship. Like your island, I was paid by a powerful noble to force your surrender, and I did," he admitted as he looked at her letting her know there were times that dressing decent as she would most likely call it was important.

He looked at her reaction to the clothes and grinned a bit, "Well if you would rather we can have you move around the ship with no clothes at all, that will work just fine too," he said as he looked at her, he wasn't going to give her an option on the clothes that she wore, she would need to wear what he had picked out for her, "now I suggest you put them on and we can start exploring this ship so you know your way around here," he commented firmly.

Jean walked over and leaned against the door watching her to see if she would change or not. He figured that the woman would want to know where she was going to stay,a nd thus she would put them on, but there was a part of him that wasn't so sure. He knew that either way he would get her to wear them in time, now how much effort it took to get her to put them on was still in question.
 
"Oh? I didn't think pirates ever had any meetings.... too much competitiveness,I fear. A... a powerful noble ordered the surrender of my now former home? Somehow I'm not surprised," dressing decently definitely didn't bother her at all, she was just surprised he'd allow her to wear the fancier ones.

"I might as well be wearing nothing if I wear that... so much skin... it's scandalous, or at least sinful at best!" she shivered as she looked at it again, still not wanting to wear it, but not sure she wanted to be naked either. She was certain one way or the other his crew would see her naked at some point. She made a face at the clothes again, not wanting to put them on.

She didn't care about anything or anyone on this ship at this point, and the only place she cared about was getting farther and farther away. "I can't wear that, it's not proper."
 
He looked at her and narrowed his eyes as he looked at her with a bit of a glare before he grabbed her and tossed her on the bed, "Well if your not going to go out, I might as well have some more fun with you in here," he said with a smirk on his face he knew she knew what that would mean and he was going to use that as his way to hopefully force her hand in this situation, if not well he could enjoy taking Savannah again that day, it wasn't like he didn't like the idea of having sex with her afterall.

Jean watched her as he walked to his chair and grabbed a pair of thick robes and walked over to the woman and watched her face as he held the ropes in his hands, "I can tie you to this bed, have the crew maybe even come in here and see my prize or you can wear the dress it is your choose," he said with a smirk pressing up the level on her as he knew that this wasn't a good situation and she had to learn too that she had no control on his ship, on this ship his words was law and everyone followed it even her.
 
She whimpered as he threw her on the bed, she wasn't used to being treated so roughly. She glared right back at him, "I don't care... I won't wear it... wait, no... I... changed my mind... I'll put that stupid piece of cloth on, even if it kills me," she was fairly certain what his idea of 'fun' was, and she figured she'd see more than plenty of it before long.

She took one look at the ropes and somewhat hastily put the offending outfit on. "It.. it's okay... really..." she was also afraid the crew would be allowed to more than just 'see' his prize. She turned beet red as she realized how much skin it exposed, as it wasn't proper at all... but having to submit to him probably the rest of the day didn't seem any better either.
 
Jean La Paul looked the woman stepping back as he heard the wooden deck under his foot squeak a bit as he looked at her waiting for her to do as she had been asked the first time. Honestly it was half bluff, he didn't want to share his prize, he wasn't the type who liked to share at all. Yet, she didn't know that yet, at least, and he could use that to his advantage and did so. He waited till she was in the revealing outfit before he did anything else, looking at how well her curvy body filled out the outfit so much better then he thought was possible.

He walked with her though the ship, he started on the deck and worked his way down, his arm around her the whole time with a possessiveness to his hold on her as he showed her off to his crew. He wanted them to know she was his woman as well, that way there was no question about it. He showed her the lower levels all three with the cannons the men resting the cargo and everything else that one might find on a ship of his kind as he walked along enjoying the walk as well as being with the prize he had captured. He took her back to the deck as they were a good bit out now the sun going down he motion to the cook who walked by him and put some grilled fish on the table for the two of them when got back along with the wine that he had in his cabinet which was put into two cups.
 
She squirmed under his gaze; the outfit, if it had a little more material, would have looked nice, but instead made her look like a slut. She hated it, and so wished she didn't have to wear it.

She turned bright red at the hollers and whistles, as well as the ones who complimented her on her forced orgasm earlier, the latter being the worst since she hadn't wanted the orgasm in the first place. It was interesting to explore the ship, even though the brig gave her the chills as she looked at it. She hoped in spite of her perceived misbehavior, that she'd never wind up there. She nearly smiled at the fish and wine, the fish tasted good but not wanting to get drunk since she'd not really had any before, she tried to steer herself away from it.
 
Jean looked over at her and noticed that she wasn't having anything to drink, the pirate raised an eye brow as he looked over at her, his eyes trying to measure up the woman as he spent time with her. He knew that would be a key to dealing with her. If he could understand the woman the better he would be able to deal with her. He looked at her wine tapping it with his finger. "You know that it is rather rude to not drink that, please it is good to have something in your system, water is not as plentiful as you would thing and that is a good ventiage of wine too," he said looking her in the eyes his tone firm and telling as well to some degree of his thoughts.

Jean looked out the window and noticed it would be dark soon, it was near the end of the day. He looked at the woman and focused on Savannah for a moment, "Miss, I suggest you don't leave this cabin tonight, most likely you won't be able to see, and without lack of expereince on a boat you will lose your way, get knocked overboard and end up dead lost in the sea, and trust me there are plenty of things out there which would love to have a easy meal," he said honestly as he finished his meal and lit the candles in the room that were carefully place to give the room some degree of light.
 
"I... I couldn't... I've never had any drink before... and no I wouldn't know that it'd be rude to refuse." She reached shakily for her glass, and had a few sips out of it, trying not to let it go to her head in the process. She had not idea what it being of good vintage meant either, even though she was certain that meant it was a good wine even still.

She had also noticed the sun starting to set, and nodded at his suggestion not to leave even though she didn't really want to be with him. She didn't know the ship very well, and not knowing where she was going she could easily make a wrong turn somewhere. While she was an excellent swimmer, if they were as far out to sea as she'd thought, what was in the water would be unpleasant, and also she wouldn't have a chance if she got knocked out in the process of falling overboard. If they were miles from land, or even if they weren't and she swam the wrong way, she'd be sunk.
 
Jean rose an eye brow as he looked over at her and shook his head. He took a deep breath as he looked at the odd woman, before grinning a bit as he looked at her. He smiled as she took a few sips of the drink, and took the bottle and poured him another glass and her another glass, "Now you shall enjoy, it is good," he said with a flat tone as he down his own in one drink, while his eyes looked at her with a grin forming on his lips as he put the bottle away carefully. He sat down on the bed as he watched her while he could tell she was being slow about drinking it. he walked up and took the drink into his hand from her and downed it too quickly.

He grabbed Savannah around her waist and pulled her back with him onto the bed forcing her onto his lap as he pressed his lips forward against her neck firmly focused on leaving more marks this time on the opposite side of her next as the morning before, his fingers pressing over her tied up top undoing the top which wasn't hard for the captain even being a bit buzzed as he happened to be he coudl pull the thing off rather easily. He let his fingers slide over her mounts firmly as they again pressed up a gainst her soft flesh for a good long moment or two.
 
She raised an eyebrow after she'd managed to drink about half the glass before he'd refilled it. It did taste good, but she didn't really want that much. She finished about half of it again before he finished the rest of her glass. She really didn't like the light headed feeling she was already getting even from what she'd already had, and of course hated being there with him too.

She squirmed as he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her on the bed with him, hating as he left marks on her. She struggled as he untied the top, not wanting to be naked before him again. She struggled against him, the wine starting to get to her, as his hands wandered over her hands, softly at first, then more insistant. She shook her head, trying to shake the lusty thoughts away quite uncuccessfully.
 
As he pressed his lips to her neck, he could feel her movement in his arms, he could tell that she wasn't wanting to do this again, but honestly he wasn't going to care either way if she wanted to be with him that night or if she did. Though he had a feeling that she wanted to sleep with him far more then she was going to ever let on, he played with her large mounds for a good moment letting his fingers have their feel of the touch with her breasts before , letting one hand slip under her mini skirt, the fact he had given her nothing to wear under was soon noticable as he pressed his fingers under her skirt.

As he pressed his fingers to her womanhood he lifted up his lips up her neck to her ear nippling on it lightly for a moment or two. "There is a reason I made you were this," he whispered as he slipped his finger over her lowerlips pressing them firmly against her teasing her to make his point, "such easy access to you, and you look so sexy in it," he said as he continued to tease her body with his finger letting her try to deal with whatever raising desire that happened to be bulding at the moment in herself.
 
She squirmed softly, even as she slowly started to melt into his arms, her not being used to drinking and essentially finishing a fairly big glass of wine, as her resistance lowered some. She struggled as he played with her tits and clit, but was soon dripping either from the attention, or the alcohol, or both, she wasn't sure which.

She groaned as he nibbled on her ear, it somehow sending even more tingles to her already sopping pussy. She moaned as his finger slid over her pussy lips, and the teasing was driving her crazy even though part of her wanted it at the moment. She squirmed as he mentioned easy access, and the teasing was starting to get to her, as her pussy started warming to his touch. Of course her stiff nipples were a dead giveaway as well.
 
Jean could feel that resitance was nothing compared to the first night, he wondered if it had to do with her drinking that night, maybe it did maybe it didn't. He let his fingers continue to play with her body, enjoying the touches of her body as he pressed agressively against it. It was fun to mess with her, and he could feel her becoming so very wet, so very much ready for whatever he wanted to do wtih her. He smiled as he noticed with his hands just how prepared she was for him.

Jean picked up Savannah by her waist and leaned back a bit as he worked to lower her down over his member pressing her down onto his member sliding his member hard into her as he took her right there again for the second time that day. He could feel that she was tight but this was going to be oh so much more fun than before. He held her pressing up hard, and fast, pushing her body down as he pressed up with his strong arms as well. It was fun, oh so much fun. He knew she had to feel so used now, but he figured enjoying it had to be driving her crazy too.
 
Savannah groaned as he pushed his cock deep in her sopping pussy, starting to like, somehat anyways, his cock sliding home inside her pussy. She squealed as he kept pressing up hard and fast, knowing she was close to cumming. She whimpered softly as it felt like he was stretching her, even more than had been done already, since she wasn't used to having cock deep inside. She shuddered as it bumped her cervix, not wanting to get pregnant.

"Ohhh please... take me... take your little... ermm... cabingirl, please!!"
 
Jean's hands grounded Savannah down on his member as he controled her actions with his hands and his thurst has he found just how far his member could reach into the blonde. He knew she was so very wet, he knew that she as most likely enjoying this more than before, a fact that he figured out for sure from her own words. The words brough ta grin to his lips as he knew that she wanted him to continue as he was. He was going to of course, but for a moment, he thought about stopping, letting her go without and letting her deal with the desire in some other way, but it was to far along to do that.

Jean pressed up hard fast, the same spot was hit over and over again by his member which by this point was twitching inside of Savannah giving her a new feeling that had to feel interesting given how tightly her body gripped his member. He knew that blonde was bouncing on his rod, as he focused his full focus on just that taking her for all she had at that moment. He knew that he was going to hit his climax as he sent in his seed into Savannah carelessly before pulling himself out of her and smirking a bit.
 
Savannah was certain it was the wine coursing through her system, and her not being all that sure how much she had, just not a full glass, that was causing her to want him to fuck her, but at the moment she was enjoying it. She groaned as he kept pounding his cock into her no longer virgin pussy, hating it yet loving it at the same time.

She groaned as he kept bumping her cervix, and squeaked as her cervix finally opened, and then her body gripped his cock even tighter as he pounded away, and it was driving her crazy. She groaned as she bounced on his hard cock, wanting to feel seed in her womb for the first time ever. "Please... please cum in your slave's sopping wet pussy..."
 
Jean could tell the difference in the words that Savannah happened to be using with him. He could tell that he was winning out over her as this day went on. He smiked behind her as he pushed her down onto his member and came hard into her sending off his juices into her body fast and hard before he let her move off his member, he picked her up and laid her upon the bed. He had another idea pop into his mind shortly after he had put her on the soft bed, he wasn't done with her yet, actually far from that to be honest.

"Well, you were decent enough this time," he mused as he looked over her body, "you shall get used to it sooner or later," he said looking down at her body as he looked over her cuvry body for a moment and smirking. "Now, Savannah , I think I must teach you another art of pleasing me," he said cooly as he looked at her, "now come sit on this spot right here," he said tapping his foot on the spot in front between his legs. He looked at her with a firm commanding look as he waited for her to do what he had asked.
 
Savannah squirmed as he shot off into her formerly virgin pussy, and was grateful as he let her slide off him. She was exhausted as he laid her on the bed, so wanting to sleep at the moment.

"I... I tried... I just... as you know, I've never done it before..." she looked pointedly at his cock, still with pink streaks from her torn hymen. She groaned in protest at learning how to please him more, but wasn't sure she wanted punished, either. She made her way off his bed, fairly certain she wasn't sleeping there anyways, before kneeling between his legs, while she was certain what he wanted, she had no idea what she was doing.
 
Jean looked at Savannah, he had asked her mostly cause he wanted to see if she would do hat he asked or not. He watched her, she had done far better than he thought she would, but there was a lot of room for improvement. He smiled inwardly as he saw that she did as he asked her to. He ran his hand though her soft blonde hair for a moment or two. "Now, start off by licking and rubbing it," he said to her as he looked down and watched her closely for a good moment as he knew he had her inline now.
 
Savannah slowly licked and rubbed his cock, and it was obvious her inexperience as she attempted to do as he wanted. It wasn't easy for her, being in a submissive position to him. She was used to ordering others around, not having to take orders. She knew this would take time to get used to, but also wasn't sure she wanted to see what would happen if she crossed him either.
 
Jean looked at Savannah as she licked his member, it was good to put the high and mighty woman into her place at his knees. He smirked looking at the blonde knowing that she was going to have to get used to being at the bottom of the food chain as it were. He watched her as he ran his hand though her long blonde hair for a moment saying nothing as he could tell she hadn't done it before, he waited before he guided her lips over his member slipping his member into her mouth and guiding her along the way as to how to pleasure him correctly. He could tell she would need such lessons to be good at such things.
 
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