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By Air ((Private))

Vivid Fizz

Supernova
Joined
Oct 17, 2009
Yesterday had been the worst day of Lillian’s life. Yesterday people had come into her home, wrecked it, killed servants, stole some of the more valuable objects, and had kidnapped her elder sister. A note had been left, mocking her father and saying the debt had been repaid. Her father simply threw the note away and went along his business. Lillian, however, was not going to just brush it away. Emma had been more of a mother than a sister to her. After their mother died of consumption, Emma took over that role and made sure that no matter what Lillian would be safe. There was no way that she was going to leave her to those horrid slavers. From what the remaining servants had said, New York of the States was the last place that Emma would be before she was sold off.

That day had been pleasant outside. The sun shone brightly and even though it was a little hot, a cool wind blew constantly. Lillian’s trek had taken her to the shipyard. A few years ago the shipyard was located at where the water met land but now it was in a completely different place altogether. The invention of the steam engine changed much and now the ship yard was located in an open field, where taking off could be done with no obstruction. Things had been cobbled over and everything looked dirty and industrial. The progress of man was always such.

It was noisy there. The sounds of people boarding, metal clanging, cranes lifting, and the sound of general chatter. It was a hub of work and technology. Though she walked past this section. That place was for people who could afford the luxury of a ticket. Even though her clothes were beautiful and in the highest of fashion, she herself was poor. Emma had learned to sew and use material from older dresses to make new ones. She was brilliant at it, too. No. Lillian walked further down the line. The noises changed slightly. There was more banging and dragging in this section. Heavy loads of spices, silks, tea, and other valuable goods were being loaded onto heavy and rugged brass barges. Here is where she met with many strange looks and wolfish smiles. The redhead ignored them. She had more urgent matters to attend to.

Like finding one of these airships unattended. She walked around that section for awhile, scoping out a barge that didn’t have much fuss going around on it. It was difficult work. Attention to detail was really important, too. Finally, two of the people from the one on the end began to chat with one another, their backs turned to the cargo entrance. This was her chance! Quickly she bustled over to it, trying to be as quiet as humanly possible as she entered the cargo haul. It seemed as if no one had saw her but that wasn’t the case.

One of the men looked over his shoulder just as she went in and would tell the captain as soon as he got back. Since it was a woman, he thought that the captain might take a special interest in the stowaway.

Lillian, on the other hand, made herself comfortable. There was a pile of silks hidden behind two large crates that she set herself on. They were at least soft. In exhaustion she had laid down on her back, looking up at the ceiling. Her eyes were starting to close. This was one step closer to finding her dearest sister. One step closer to being with her real family. Her heart soared and for the first time since IT happened, she was able to relaxed. She could not stop her eyes from closing as she drifted off.
 
Captain Jason Blade watched her from the observation room, and he smiled. She was five foot five, with a lovely mane of curly red hair and a 34-24-35 figure, sparkling blue-green eyes. Her body was perfect, and he loved her work on her own clothing. He had a good eye for detail, and though it matched the look of the fashion of the day, it original in details and made him think she had skill with needle and thread. He nodded to his men do have her brought to his cabin as soon as the gas he had released into the cargo hold to make certain she was asleep took full effect on her. He let them have enough time to wait, as he checked on the bridge of his air ship and went over the course. They would have a stop at the one place between them and the coast of the States, and he was glad he had the spare fuel cells charged for the trip. As soon as they reached the right altitude, he ordered them to turn the electrical hydrocells on so that they could save the other fuel sources. He and his crew held the secret that Nikola Tesla had designed their ship, and he did special jobs for the man from time to time.

Blade, at five foot eleven, was nicely compact as a pirate should be. He was just the right height to be a pilot, and he was lithely muscular as one should be as well. He was fit and lightly tan, his clothing in silk and leather as he moved to his cabin now. He wore dark greens, blues, and blacks, his black suede boots and weapons harness having gold, platinum, and silver accents on them to match his jewelry. He moved and got to where he disrobed and showered, taking his time as he was certain of her cleanliness already. When he was done, his lightly bronzed body was dry and refreshed, his dark brown hair lightly damp as his jade green eyes took in her beauty. He had special equipment in his vast cabin to help stay fit, and he had her wrists pound and hooked so that she could not leave. She was attached to the central hook on the ceiling of his cabin, and he reached down and caressed her face, drinking in her flawless cream-colored and lightly freakled skin.

"Wake up, Little Ginger Stowaway. It is time to pay your passage fee."


(Hope you like, as I want her to plead her case even with her about to get ravaged till her legs are numb... lol)
 
The gas had done its job. Lillian was knocked completely out by the substance. She did not know men had her brought up to the room of the captain. All she knew were her dreams, which had been horrible. Emma was being forced to horrible things by many faceless men. They took their turns brutalizing her until she died from their horrible actions. Actions that no proper lady should know about, much less dream about.

It was with a groan that she awoke. There was a stretching pain between her shoulders and when she tried to pull her arms she found, with an unpleasant tug, that they were bound. She looked up to find that she was hanging from a hook. Oh no! She had been found! The beautiful young woman began to squirm as she attempted to free herself. That was to no avail. No matter how hard she tried she was stuck in place. Her eyes then darted around the room. To her surprise it wasn’t the dank type of cell she would imagine. It was actually fairly nice. What was going on? A dream surely it was another dream and she was playing the part of her sister. No. Dreams weren’t this vivid.

The sound of the shower going caught her attention. Someone was in close vicinity, taking a shower. She called out but the water continued to go. She hung her head but that only cause her more discomfort. Finally the water stopped. Her blue eyes locked on the direction the sound had came from and out came a man. A naked man. She quickly adverted her gaze from him and pretended to be sleeping.

Though that didn’t help her situation any. He had moved over to her and actually touched her. Quickly Lillian looked up, eyes full of fear.

“Who are you?” she asked in a quavering voice. “What do you mean by pay?” Though she had an idea. Was this man going to flog her for stealing aboard the vessel? Maybe he was going to throw her overboard! No! “Please don’t hurt me! I was just trying to get to the States to save my sister!”
 
He smiled as he took off the towel and folded it, letting her take in all of his body, especially his ten and one half inch by 2 inch cock. He moved closer to her, removing all of her clothing having already made it where it could be removed while she was bound. He soon had her totally nude, setting her clothing off to the side and returning to make her bound legs move wide open, cranking the lever so that when he locked it in position, she was just wide enough open that he could begin. He moved to back the bathroom, returning with a large basin of water on a cart with wheels. He then took a sponge, using it on her pussy to get her wet there. He then gripped her curly hair, smiling as he then used it on her arm pits, arms, and legs as he spoke as he looked into her eyes.

"I know you bathed before, but after I shave you I intend to do it again. You stole aboard my ship, and to let you know who I am that is doing this to you, I am Captain Jason Blade, and this is my pirate ship, the Gryffon. To put it simply, in order to pay for your passage, I am claiming you as mine. The Captain's Woman is an honored position, and I will go much easier on you in other was if you tell me precisely what you are doing on my vessel."

He then moved and used a brush and lathered her arms up to her pits, her legs all the way up to waist, and also her pussy. He then picked up the straight razor and began shaving her, smiling as he started to get her body smooth. As he did so, he continued to speak to her and let her know he was not going to really hurt her as he did that, pausing to test her smoothness.

"I deal with people who will learn you were aboard, and I will have to know all about you before we stop in Iceland to stop for supplies. We are heading there and the United States, with our first stop in New York. I deduced one of those two have to be where you want to go, so you need to tell me all about yourself, and perhaps I can help you avoid the authorities when we get there."
 
As he removed the towel she let out a gasp. Quickly she turned her head away but her eyes kept on stealing quick glances at him. He was now completely nude in front of her and it was the first time she had seen a man with nothing on. Her large blue eyes locked on to his member and widened. It looked to be the size of her arm! Dear God above, she thought as she pulled more desperately at the hook, help me! Though there was no help. She dangled from the hook unable to do anything as he began to take off her clothes as well. Each layer of the elaborate dress had been peeled off until every last inch of her was revealed. Her round, pert, and full breasts, the narrow waist, the small thatch of auburn between her legs… all of it was available for his looking. Tears formed in her eyes as he began to crank something, causing her legs to be spread wide apart. The position was humiliating and her legs strained in discomfort.

He went to the bathroom and came back with a basin of water and a sponge. He began to use it on her, rubbing between her splayed open legs. A cry came from her as it rubbed and she tried to pull her head away from his as his hand took her gorgeous curls in a vice like grip.

As he cleaned her body with the sponge, he began to speak. His words made panic go through her! He intended to take her to make up for the price of her travel?! No. That couldn’t happen. It just couldn’t. Lillian needed to get out of this predicament. Perhaps he would let her do something else for her passage. The beautiful redhead completely believed that a woman should be a virgin until the night of her marriage. No other man was supposed to touch her or even see her like this!

He began to lather her body in cream. She told him to stop and her pleads only grew as he began to shave her. That was her last bit of modesty! She openly wept then, getting louder as he moved his hand moved to check the smoothness of her body.

“Please!” she begged as soon as he stopped speaking. The panic dripped from her tones, “Please! I just wanted to save my sister! She was kidnapped and shuttled off to New York to be sold! I… I just wanted to save Emma! Please don’t take me! All I wanted to do was save my only bit of family I have left! Don’t rape me!”

She dissolved into tears once more, unable to go on. Damn this man! Damn him for catching her and putting her in this position! There were other ways for her to earn her way. This could not be the only way. She took in a deep breath and then looked at him again.

“I won’t let you,” she determined. “I will find another way. You do not need to slate your lusts with my body.”
 
Blade was struck by the words she said, and something made him very interested in things. He finished shaving her, his hand moving over her body as he started to really wash her. He had her over the sunken down area he had always done with the women he had before, but he really liked her body and her spirit, so he was much more thorough with his washing. He scrubbed her body with the rose-scented soap, exfoliating her entire body but after he had washed her hair with a simple but nourishing shampoo that would allow her curly hair more body. He watched her body dry after several minutes, his hand lifting her face up by the chin.

"You please me, and I will make you a deal. I will help you rescue your sister from the slavers, as that is the only reason she could have been taken so far. You are from this moment my Woman, and that makes us whatever you want us to be."

He then smiled as his hand spanked her pussy, guessing at her age as he did so. After he did, he moved and looked right into her eyes after moving her from over the drain with her still slightly damp body spread for him. He gripped her hips, and he suddenly entered her hard and deep, grinding against her as his cock was bottomed out inside of her pussy. He would not tell her he would help her for nothing, even though he intended to later do something nice for her. He then suddenly kissed her mouth with wanton desire, starting to slam into her as he thrust his cock in and out of her. He yanked her hips, making her take him deeper and knowing the head of his cock was at least pressing against her deepest insides.
 
Her cheeks burnt as he washed her body, not responding to her pleads and outright denial of his wants. He scrubbed her body and cleaned off the hair that still clung to her skin from the shaving. Every part of her was taken care of and by the end of it, goosebumps rose up on her pale skin. He stood there watching her. Every second made her colder. More discomfort and more humiliation. Lillian looked away, not wanting to see his eyes and the way they took in her body. That was shortly ended. He lifted up her chin and she was forced to look at her tormentor.

Hope shone in her eyes from his words. Perhaps he had listened to her. He wanted to help her save her sister. Of course she would say that being his woman would entail that he not touch her but before she could say anything his hands came down on her womanhood. It was a stinging slap, one that caused her to groan. More tears, more humiliation. What was the purpose of this all?

His hands gripped on to her hips brutally. Without any warning he thrust into her body, tearing through her hymen without any care. Pain tore through her body as he ravished her. “No! Stop it!” she screamed. “I do not want this!” Her words were cut off when he pressed his vile mouth against hers. Tears streamed freely down her cheeks. His pounding became worse as he forced himself deeper. A second part of her insides began to give way. This was agony! Every inch of her was being assaulted.

Lillian had to stop him! Her mouth that had been fighting against his kisses now welcomed his tongue in and without a moment’s hesitation she bit down hard on it, trying to cause him enough pain to stop his unwanted entrance into her body. It was the only thing she could do to defend herself. She could feel her virginal blood trickle out of her every time he pulled himself out.
 
When she bite his tongue, he pulled pulled it out. She was not quite able to draw blood, and he slapped her just hard enough to show her she was going to pain for it. Then he tasted the slight trickle, and he slapped her again. He renewed his thrusting, having rubbed the herbal compound on his cock before he had come out of the shower. Only he knew were it was from, but he had tracked down a number of herbal extracts and had them put together into a gel that he allowed to just reach the stage were it was like a lubricant. That helped with his entrance into her, but it was already getting into both the walls of her pussy and now into her bloodstream. It was going to super-amplify her sensations of pleasure, and cause them to start blending with the one that were painful as well. He gripped her hips tighter, pounding into her pussy even harder and telling her exactly what was to happen.

"I will help you find your sister, as slavery is evil. As for this, you broke the code of the skies and seas. Any woman, no matter what station, opens herself to the mercies, or lack there of, of the Captain's Authority. As a Privateer, licensed as so by the Fifteen Nations of Europe, Asia, and the Americas, I have Carte blanche powers over anything, or anyone, on my ships. On the Gryffon and her sister craft, my word is law as if I were a king or an elected leader!"

He moved his hands to her breasts, his hands also having a very thin film of the gel. It was dried, but her sweat was going to make it work into her pores and intensify her flesh's sensitivity. The effect was permanent and accumulative, making it were, with the coating he had on the toys he was going to use on her while heading to New York, would really make her his. As he squeezed and kneaded them with his hands very roughly, he spoke more about stopping the slavers to rescue Emma. She also would have lots of trouble resisting telling him the truth, so he asked her again.

"They will have to stop at Greenland, and as ships like that have less freedom to move, perhaps we will beat them there... In the meantime, tell me who you are!"
 
Never having been struck before in her life, the slap had caused her to cry out. Another, firmer one was brought down on her cheek. She whimpered pathetically. This was supposed to be on her terms! He said that it was. She hung her head as he continued the onslaught of her body. The pain was horrible. The pain… the pain started to change into something else. As he moved inside of her a tingling sensation grew. A slickness appeared between her legs as he rutted between them. Her cries turned into small grunts and gasps and her face turned a bright red. A loud moan came from her as his pounding became harder.

He spoke more but she hardly paid any attention to him. The new sensations were running through her body and making shivers of pleasure go through her. During his speech another loud moan escaped her lips. By God! She bit her lip and looked away. Her own body betrayed her! This was not supposed to feel good. This was a rape! The torturing pleasure only intensified as he began to grope at her heavy breasts. The pale pink nipples stood on end as the concoction was rubbed into her skin.

She didn’t want to tell him her name. Did it matter who she was to him? All he wanted was to use her body for his carnal lusts and desires. Why should she tell him something that gave him more power over her? But she couldn’t stop herself. Something in her compelled her to be honest with him. Damn it! This was wrong. All of this was wrong.

“Lillian,” she groaned out. “L-Lillian St Claire.” She shook her head roughly, nearly screaming out. “Please! Stop!”
 
"Well, Lillian St. Claire, as of right now, you are my Woman, and that means that on land you are my wife. I have the power and declare you my Woman and Bride, so I can and will do all I want to you."

He started to pound into her pussy harder and deeper, rolling his hips and grinding into and inside of her as his hands kneaded and squeezed her ample globes more. He yanked on her just a bit, making her body bounce down a bit so that she took him deeper up inside of her pussy. He was not lying, as he did want her for his Woman, and that did make her his wife on land. He was fucking her hard and long, his body behind every single thrust up deep inside of her twat. She was going to be fun to claim fully, and he was not going to let her forget she willingly did this to herself in a way.

"You stowed away on my ship, and for that your hand as my Sky Bride is more than fair. I am going to show you pleasures you never thought possible, but you also need to understand that your body craves things. You will have my lover's touch as well as my Master's whip on your body, but outside of this room you answer to no one but me! We will rescue your sibling, for I detest slavery and all it stands for."

He pounded his cock into her pussy harder and longer, soon causing her to bounce up and down with the force of his thrusts alone. He was relishing every single feeling of her tight pussy, his mouth moving to her neck and shoulders to nibble and suck on her there. It was the beginnings of his marking her, but he was also making it where her bouncing was smaller and more localized so as to make it more intense and forceful up inside her.
 
Lillian gave another groan. Him being inside of her was horrible, she could feel every last humility being stripped away, yet her body felt good. Every nerve inside of her was being lit and buzzed with pleasure as he pounded away. She felt sick with herself. A bride. This certainly felt like a mockery of that titled, with her hands bound and legs cranked wide. His hands came up and grabbed her breasts and made her bounce. She bit her lip, trying to quiet her sounds. But she couldn’t make the noises stop. She did not want it to feel good but it did.

Her arms hurt and her ankles and calves were straining against her binds. Her breasts jiggled. His words hurt her but they gave her some hope. This man was going to help her find and save Emma. The Master’s whip comment did not register. Her mind had clouded over once more and all she could think about was the pleasure.

Without warning he picked up his pace and she gave a sharp gasp, her eyes widening. He was rubbing without mercy against a spot inside of her, that spot made her body quiver as much as it could. He sucked and bit down on her neck, leaving marks on the pale and sensitive skin there. Something was happening inside of her. The thrusting now made a building start between her legs. It was intense. The moaning became louder and louder. A strange whining noise came from her and her pussy began to clamp down harder on him.

It felt as if she would explode! Finally her body reached a pinnacle. Her body convulsed and her entire being pulsed with pure energy. Her first climax was earth shattering and when it finished she slumped. Her breathing was rough as she tried to regain her breath.

“W-wh-what did you…” she managed to get out between his continued thrusting, "what did you do?"
 
Jack Blade was very amused, as he had never been with a virgin until now. She was needing such a total education, that he could not fail to continue the lessons immediately. He caressed and kneaded her tits very hard, continuing to claim her all the while speaking to her and helping her to know the things she should. He increased the pressure he was putting on her breasts, loving that he was getting exactly what he was wanting because of the extracts in the compound. She was becoming very hardwired for her sexual side to be free, and he was going to make it where she was totally open for all he was going to do.

"What I did, Lillian St. Claire, was make you cum. I gave you a long orgasm that has opened your body up for the sexual conquest it has been starved for. Now, I am going to continue to fuck you, and soon I am going to start also showing you the pleasure to be found in other things."

He suddenly slammed up deeper inside of her pussy, determined to make her cum again as well as make her next release even more intense. He spanked her ass and breasts, alternately squeezing and kneading both pairs hard enough to make her squeal if possible.
 
She felt dirty. Climax! The captain had given the beautiful captive her first orgasm. Her head was still reeling from the first. Lillian felt as if her body had completely betrayed her. Her breasts bounced roughly with his movements. Harder he slammed into her, causing a little pain but more pleasure as he moved. She bit her lip to try and stifle her sounds of pleasure. He had seemed quite pleased that he had caused such a reaction to her body.

Deeper he went, causing her to cry out as suddenly an inner wall was breeched. Her eyes rolled back in her head. It hurt but even at this early stage of her training, the pain was starting mingle and mix with the pleasure. She could not completely comply to this! His hand came down upon her backside, slapping her hard and without mercy. Her breasts got the same treatment. Red welts rose on both her ass and tits and when he started yanking and grabbing at the milky orbs, she yelled loudly.

“Stop! Stop it you bastard! I hate you! Everything about you!”

The words came in a shrill tone, as if she could make him stop by the power of her voice. She knew that it wouldn’t be the case but she had to put up some sort of resistance to this. Her words were the only way to do this. With her body completely bound.
 
Jack squeezed her breasts even harder, yanking just enough for her to see the fire in his eyes. He spoke in a lustful but harsh tone, very intent as he slamfucked her so much harder and rougher. Her bonds were holding her so securely that she was forced to bounce only just enough so that when they yanked her back in time with his manhandling of her tits, she bounced very roughly and rubbed and ground herself against his pelvis.

"You are such a liar, Lillian St. Claire!! You had a multiple orgasm from my slamfucking you out of your virginity, and you hate me?!?!? That is such a self-delusion, and you do not believe it even as it comes from your mouth. What I am doing to you is just what your body craves... and that is to be possessed by a Alpha Male!!"

He was grinding up into her more, his cock's head touching her cervix as he did. He kissed her on the mouth again, his lustful wants more and more expressed as the Machine moved closer. He pounded into her as It's arm brought the paddle against the left side of her ass, the other one doing the same to the right seconds later. They would alternate, his cock slamming her back so that the paddling would be more intense.
 
As he squeezed her breasts, bruises appeared on the near white flesh. Lillian let out a small yell, a beg for him to be more gentle. One that he would likely not heed. Brutality was obviously something that he used often. As she was ground against his pelvic without mercy, that little nub above her sex ground and almost rubbed raw. “Ouch!” she exclaimed as the pain and pleasure racketed through her form. His words were like acid to his ears. She did hate him! No matter how good he made her body feel.

Then the machine started. It mechanical whiz shocking in that sort of situation. SMACK! Lillian let out a shrill noise as the paddle came down on her skin, raising more red welts on her one cheek. SMACK! Another piercing cry emitted from her lips as the other side of her buttocks was hit. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! The agony was made all the worse when the tip of him breached her cervix. It hurt. Everything about this hurt!

Yet… yet it still felt good. His slamming was bringing her closer and closer to another one of those climaxes. She felt disgusting. And filthy. After this she would demand a shower. Or at least demand to be cleaned properly.

“You’re sick,” she spat through gritted teeth. “You’re disgusting… you like to… ouch! God, stop! You get pleasure from pain…”
 
Jack did not deny what he liked, and he nodded slowly to Lillian as he continued to pound her pussy as hard as he wished. She understood some of what was going on, and that pleased him. Her attitude was still one of total hypocrisy, and he would not tolerate that on his ship. He twisted on her breasts, applying pressure at the right spots that should make her cry out very loudly. He continued to speak as he took her, loving the fact that she was getting more and more aroused as he did.

"Yes, Lillian... and you are sopping because of your enjoyment of the very things I am doing to induce that pain! You are just like me, only you have not enjoyed the time spent on doing things to someone or having them done to you for that kind of pleasure! You better realize that has changed, as you made yourself my Woman the minute you snuck aboard! You are mine, and my claim will stand in a court of law!!"

He kissed her again, a hand or what felt like one on her neck to discourage her from trying to bite again. The hand should have felt real, and applied just enough pressure on the sides of her neck that she had to receive the message it would be a bad idea to bite.
 
And she did cry out. It felt as if he were going to rip her breasts off. The paddling felt worse with each smack down on her beautiful backside. Her wrist all the way down her arms and shoulder blades hurt and strained; it felt as if they would snap right off from how hard he was using her! Her wetness began to splatter as he pounded inside of her sore and abused pussy. That same wetness trickled down her thigh. Lillian had been thoroughly claimed by this Airship captain. Never before had she felt so helpless.

The words he spoke made her feel even worse. The law would not protect her. Men forced their wives to have sexual intercourse all of the time, first off. It was considered their duty after all. Also she had stowed away on his ship. This was the price she paid. She was her personal pleasure slave. Closer. Closer. Closer. He pressed deeper into her cervix, caused her more pain, and brought her closer to another orgasm.

His lips pressed roughly against hers. The urge to bite him again came over her but a hand was pressed to her neck. It was threatening to crush the life out of her if she did so. Instead she screwed up her lips, refusing to allow him access to her mouth.
 
He then squeezed and twisted on her breasts a bit harder, needing to teach her a bit of a lesson now. He moved his mouth from her lips, now wanting to really be intense with her and now pounding into her pussy like a wild animal would. The Machine's hand used it's fingers to press at just the right points, not really causing pain rather making her open her mouth reflexively. When it was open, he would put a o-ring gag into her mouth, but until then he rolled his hips into her more, grinding his cock inside her while his pelvis was grinding into and against her clit and lips.

"You are going to learn to submit to your desires, Lillian. Your pussy is sopping from the first thing I do, and you think you can totally override your body's needs for you to be Dominated and claimed?!?!? That will not do in a Captain's Woman, as you are here by your own choice! You will cum, hard and long, and I will continue to fuck you like I want!!!!"

His voice was latent with something else, a measure of respect for how hard she was making him earn her body, but now she was making him want something more. He moved and got his mouth at her ear, telling her more of what a Captain's Woman would gain.

"I will also teach you to fight.. to take your sister back the way you want to... by sending those who took her to meet their maker!"
 
Almost instantly her mouth opened as the right sort of pressure was added. Before she could say anything a metal ring was shoved into her mouth. Muffled noises of agitation came from her as she tried to push it out of her mouth with her tongue. Of course that didn’t work. All she could do was glare at him before succumbing to her pleasure and hanging her head. Again that intense sensation began to build up between her thighs. Wetness trickled down her thigh and she tried to keep it from stopping.

No. With all that was happening she could not do that again. She could not give him the satisfaction of an orgasm. Yet there was no stopping it. Her head swam with pleasure and her body buzzed with it. Then it hit her, a powerful sensation rocked her form and she let out a long and loud moan. She nearly passed out as dots swam in front of her eyes. A powerful gush came from inside of her.

Lillian felt shamed. She shook her head and let out muffled screams of frustration at herself. She hadn’t even noticed when he told her he would teach her how to fight so she could kill the slavers. At that moment she didn’t even care about her sister; her own problems seemed more important. What else was the redhead going to endure? Her future seemed bleak at best.
 
Jack Blade, the Dread Air Pirate Captain, wiped his hand up her cunt and then slapped her with her own juices coating his hand. He smiled as he made her look into his eyes as the Machine rotated the frame so that she was made to be at level with his cock. He was vicious sexually, and he did not want her to ever forget that. But he was already in lust love with her. He loved the lust she stirred in him, and he gripped her hair as he pushed her head down and made her take his cock into her mouth and down her throat. She would have such an intensely relaxed body, by instinct she would start to breathe even though he did tell her how.

"Breathe through your nose as you suck and lick my twelve by two inch sword! You know you like being fucked this way, so stop the denial and enjoy it!!!!"

The Machine then moved and the other limb lifted. It pushed its end, shaped from a mold of Blade's own cock, deep inside of her pussy. The electrical energy going to it caused it to hum, vibrate, and tingle inside of her, and he wanted her to start realizing that he was going to make her his Woman, his Whore, and his Wife.
 
His hand rubbed against her and slapped her with her own bodily fluids. A bright red mark appeared on her cheek again and she let out a stifled scream, hating the gag in her mouth. As the machine shifted he forced her to look at him. His smug, handsome features taunted her. Then she came eye to eye with the monster that had been pushed into her. It smelled of her and had a thin coat of her virginal blood and slime. He grabbed at her hair and pushed her down on it. Lillian tried to fight it but, with the gag, her mouth was stuffed with cock. The taste of blood and her pussy danced on her tongue. Her eyes watered as he shoved himself deeper.

Suck on it? She turned her blue eyes up to him in fear and she breathed heavily through her nose. His member was threatening to choke her and he wanted her to revel in it! Without much fight she ran her tongue up and down on the shaft, wrapping it around and bobbing her head up and down. It would end quicker if she just went with whatever he wanted.

A strangled squeal came from her when the appendage was shoved inside of her. Her eyes were opened wide as it buzzed and vibrated inside of her, hitting all of the sensitive parts in her sex. Pussy juice drooled down her legs. Rougher and faster she bobbed her head. Her unskilled tongue worked against him. Oh, hopefully he would cum soon so she would not have to feel the shame of another orgasm. Like a starved child she devoured him.
 
"Do not think for one minute that I will not be able to hold out until you cum again, my tight Prize! You are going to earn every step of my help in freeing your sister, as you will be my Woman!!"

The vibe also started slam into her, not allowing her time to recover as she was needing to be totally debauched by him. He then smiled as a second vibe, one lubed with a thicker layer of the compound on it, pushed at her rosebud to invade her ass. He was not going to deprive himself of the pleasure of invading and stretching her ass, so he was keeping it just so to lube her there more than anything. He looked down at her, choking her just a little as she really was getting into sucking him as he knew she would.

"If you were not wanting any of this, why is your ass so sparkling clean, Lillian?!?!? You must use the bidet in your home multiple times, as both it and your pussy are so clean, you had to be waiting to be claimed!"

He had the Machine thrust its appendages into her more, wanting her ass now with such want, but he was going to give her a nice sized load to swallow down her throat before then.
 
Lillian wanted to scream out but the large hunk of meat in her mouth prevented her from doing so. Like a piston, the faux cock pumped harshly inside of her pussy. Each movement brought her untold ecstasy. Harder she sucked. No! She couldn’t allow herself to orgasm for a third time. Rapidly and with little skill she bobbed her head up and down his length.

Something began to push at her second entrance. Instantly she tried to rock the contraption so it would fall down. Not an inch of her moved and the thing entered her tight ass. Even with the lube there was a little pain to it. No! God no! That hole was a dirty, dirty thing! Waste came out of there! Of course she had kept herself clean in that area. Lillian did not want this and never had. Having both of her holes filled made her feel so dirty.

Though her body was loving every second. More of her juices trickled down her legs and the toy in her ass made a delightful pressure, making anything else she experienced that much more powerful. The movements of her tongue and mouth became more awkward as the pleasure ransacked her body. Oh God! Please, let him come soon! She shut her eyes trying to concentrate on his throbbing member instead of what the two vibes were doing to her.
 
Jack slowed down things as far as his cock in Lillian's mouth was concerned, and he was delighted with her body's responses to what he was doing and having done to her. He kept his grip on her hair, holding her head in place for several more minutes as he rolled his hips and made her feel hims deep down her throat. He was not going to be denied a thorough claiming of her as his Woman, and he was also going to have her so thoroughly wanting it, she would eventually be ashamed of herself for waiting so long.

The Machine moved both the vibes inside of her, pumping her tight holes as he wanted them to and pushing her even closer to a third release. That was the entire purpose, as that would make the enzyme that much more potent and most difficult to even try to resist. He was going to have all of his way with her, and he lifted a long length of leather that he wanted her to see.

"I am going to use this on those luscious goblets of yours, to force them to produce. But I am also going to train all of you to find the relishing rapture of pain married to pleasure!"

He then started to slamfuck her throat again, grinding more and more into her face as he did.
 
Lillian gagged loudly as he gripped the back of her head to stop it. His member was pushed deep down her throat. Her eyes watered and she tried to tear her head away but his grip was strong. Each time he thrust into her throat, she could feel bile rise and burn. All the while the appendages inside of her slammed without mercy. The one in her ass caused her pain but made her feel pleasure more intensely. More of her juices trickled from her, coming in larger streams. She cried out, but it came out as nothing but a gargled mess of sound.

Lillian’s eyes widened in fear as she saw the leather length. He wanted to do what to her breasts?! The very thought of his intentions sent revulsion through her. No! He couldn’t. Wouldn’t that leave scars on her? Bitterly she knew that he would probably view that as his marking his territory. Though her mind was taken off of that as he began to slam into her throat. More and more she fought the urge to vomit. Her bright blue eyes begged him to stop.

No matter how much she didn’t want to, her body gave another spasm, tightening around the two fake cocks inside of her. A large gush came from her and she relaxed completely for half a minute, allowing him to go deeper. She gagged horribly over and over and over again.
 
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