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He was getting exactly what he wanted, and as he continued to thrust into her with rough abandon, he leaned in to her ear. As he whispered, he teased her just a little bit, smiling as he did.

"Yes, Lily, cum now! Cum nice and hard for your Master and Husband, and show him why you deserve his special treatment and love!! Just do not think that he is done with your ass, because there is more that needs to be done to your ass that will happen right after you come!!"
 
Her body gave a shudder and another. It was good! So fucking good! The woman arched her back as her climax took her. To think less than twenty-four hours ago she had not experienced an orgasm and now she had so many she could not count them. Her head swam and she moaned softly against the pillows and covers.

“Thank you,” she whimpered. “Thank you for letting me cum.”

And she meant it. A delightful buzz was going through her body and she shifted. Finally she was able to look over her shoulder. A goofy smile was on her face. It was a look of complete satisfaction. Eagerly she pushed back against him, moaning softly.

“It was good, master.”
 
Jack was smiling, his hands still very tight on her breasts as she pushed back and moaned for him. Her words meant she was accepting so much more of what was happening to her, and he was leaning in soon, his mouth on her ear as she told her what was in store for her. He had ways again, and as his hands roughly manhandled her lovely tits, he told her all about them.

"It will only take mere days for me to teach you how to fight, because your body and mind together have a spectacular memory. You are showing it to me every time your body remembers what it wants. Now, I want to keep fucking you until breakfast is ready, and that will be a little while yet."

He used his hands to hold her and keep her just the right distance away, slowly withdrawing from her ass as if to completely remove himself. He pinched and kneaded her nipples with his fingers, at the same time slamming his cock all the way back inside of her ass. He made certain that she feel the impact, wanting her to know that all of his body was behind the thrust this time. He knew she would need to be milked again before the day was over, and as he nibbled on her neck and shoulder, he told her what he expected of her for her training.

"I know you have it in you to be well schooled with a blade, and have a surprisingly high tolerance to pain will add you in both training you to fight as well as continuing training you as my Woman. Tell me what you really need right this minute... my Bountifully Big-Breasted Bitch Bride!"
 
Lillian bit down hard on her lip. How could he still be willing and eager for more? This had to be physically exhausting for him too! Soft cries came from her as he brutally slammed into her. A very thin line of saliva trickled down the side of her mouth.

This body was no longer hers. Everything square inch, inside and out, was now the property of this air pirate. There was something vaguely romantic about this all. A woman in need being taken as the lover of a pirate to heal all of her problems and wounds. Though, as he groped at her large breasts and bruised the flesh even more, it seemed slightly skewed.

Knowing what her duties made her think about them. Never before had she picked up a sword and she wondered what sort of punishments he had in store for her if she did not live up to his expectations. It was hard to tell.

“Yes sir,” she managed to say.

Throughout the morning she came many, many times. It was enough to make any girl cry out in delight and pain. She was so raw by the time breakfast came.
 
When breakfast arrived, he already had washed and cleaned her out, then showered himself. He let her sit on the very well cushioned chair he had for her, sitting across from her at the table as they were served. The two crew members, one male and one female, had already eaten and were there to serve them. He smiled as he sipped from his glass and ate, stopping only to speak to her.

"So, Lillian, do you have any questions now for your Husband and Master?"
 
Sitting was proving to be more of a task than what she had thought it would. Her abused bum was sore and she had to ease herself down into the chair a few times before actually sitting. Thank goodness it was highly cushioned. Her ass throbbed against the padding as the pain slowly ebbed away. Lillian never knew how much something like that would hurt. She had never dreamed that someone would like that. But her husband did and he made her like it, too.

Her face was bright red as he spoke to her and her eyes were downcast.

“What sort of punishment will I be given if I don’t perform well with the sword?” she asked. The redhead winced upon thinking of what could happen to her. Swordplay wasn’t very ladylike either. Was she even, as a woman, built for such a thing?
 
Jack smiled, loving how she blushed as well and looked down. He was very pleased that she was waiting for him to say something, and he was amused at having watched her have to take her time to sit down with her sore ass. She had not way of concealing she liked being buggered thoroughly, and as he spoke to her in answer to her question, he made it very clear that he already had accounted for a number of her fears.

"Flogging and whipping are some of the punishments for the severest breaks in performance, but we will not worry about those yet. Spankings, orgasm denial, as well as constriction and humiliation are part of the punishment cycle. I have a number of the best swordsmen, marksmen, and fighters among my crew, and they will help with the training that I will personally supervise. I also have a number of women in my crew, as I told you, and the weapons-smith on board knows how to make weapons for women to yield. Now, what are your other questions, if any, and do eat heartily.. The training must begin soon."
 
Whipping and flogging? The fear shown in her eyes at that. He had shown her some pain but he had yet to take leather to her flesh. That spanking machine had been horrid enough! She could hardly imagine what a whip would feel like! She squirmed uncomfortably in her seat. Humiliation? What could have been more humiliating than liking to be buggered? Her stomach churned and she wondered… would the others on the ship be privy to her humiliation?

“Will the punishments be shown in front of others?” she asked in a shaky voice. The beautiful redhead was weary about that prospect. Other people would see her private areas. “They won’t be helping with it?”

Lillian wasn’t very hungry. There was some swelling around her asshole and it made her stomach churn. Though she obeyed and ate. Mostly she stuck to fruits and juices, hydrating her body. It eased some of the soreness out of her body. Still she was unsure of how she was going to perform.
 
It was as if Jack could read her face and mind, mainly because she was a "high-born lady of quality" and her body language showed him everything. As he at the sausage, he was more than eager for the relaxation extracts he had blended into the fresh juices to start invigorating and alleviating her body to take affect, as well as ease her pain and stomach to help her hunger return. He was very keen on many things, and he was very eager to show her the proper role of a Captain's Woman as wife, lover, Second, Slave, and Bitch.

"Sometimes the punishments will be in front of, and will involve others. Many times, that will be because of the severity of the infractions you break and the levels of mistakes. As well, sometimes, others will be helping with some punishments, and not others. You need to eat some of the eggs and sausage, as you need the strength the protein will give you for the training."
 
Lillian bit her lip and looked down at her plate of food before putting some eggs and sausage there. She poked at them with her fork, eventually putting some in her mouth and swallowing. It was good and she was feeling much better. Physically anyway. The woman was terrified that she would make a slipup and have to deal with others punishment. Was she the toy of every crew member?

“I hope they are not too cruel with me,” she said in a small voice. “If I am to be honest, husband, I am completely horrified by the prospect of other people seeing me nude. How will I be training, by the way? What sorts of protection will I have?”

She looked up from her finished plate of food.
 
He smiled, standing and then moving to help her up. He smoothed her hair, enjoying how she was so demure and submissive. He pulled a rope and rang a bell, knowing now that the armor smith would come as the two crew members took away the now empty plates. Several minutes later, the smith and his woman entered, and she started to measure Lillian. The smith and Jack talked, and as they did, then moved around Lillian.

"She is a magnificent specimen of a woman. I would suggest that we use mostly leather and suede armor, allowing for the studded areas to let her body breathe. The hide areas will guard the areas that need re-enforcement, like her arms and shins. The neck guard will be a blend of studded leather with suede where it needs to flex and stretch, and strips of hide for re-enforcement there. I will keep it where she is accessible, but only to you."
 
Her cheeks turned bright red as she was examined by the other man. Instead of feeling like a human Lillian felt like a juicy piece of meat. Everyone wanted to take a bite of her. The woman was even taking a long time getting her measurements. Lillian had no idea what to think on the matter? Should she be flattered by it? Apparently these people thought she was quite the beauty. Everyone had always mentioned how lovely her sister was and passed Lillian by as she was nothing. A part of her even liked that others found value in her looks.

“I do not like being looked at like that,” she replied quickly. She crossed her arms over her chest and stuck her nose in the air. Though her body was shaking and she wondered if that was bad. Snapping at someone who probably had a higher rank than she was likely frowned upon.”

The blacksmith’s woman smirked. “I bet the captain has fun with her. Is she always this lippy, sir?”
 
Jack grabbed the woman, pushing her over the table and spanking her ass hard after pushing her skirt up her thighs and onto her hips. She gasped from it, Jack then allowing the armor smith do the same, but he did so with a leather strap. She was crying softly in minutes, her ass as red as her skirt when they were done. She was then made to stand and look at Jack, her Master making her. Jack smiled, his eyes very intense as he spoke to her.

"You are not allowed to say anything to the Captain's woman, Abigail, as you are lower in station. Now, get onto your knees and show me how sorry you are for acting out of place."

The armor smith waited, knowing that she knew how to respond.



(suggestions on how she should be further punished? LOL)
 
Lillian watched in horror as the woman was spanked brutally was the leather strap. Horror and fascination. The skin on her pert rear was red and some had even come off, leaving raw marks exposed. Every time she was hit her face was mixed with pleasure and pain. It seemed as if everyone on this ship liked things rough. A lump rose in her throat as she remembered how wet being after being spanked and buggered.

Almost as soon as Abigail was asked to get on her knees she did. “I am sorry sir,” she cried before she started licking at the massive cock. In a show of submission her arms were placed behind her back. Her mouth wrapped around the bulb like knob and she roughly began to suck and bob. Unlike Lillian she was more talented, being able to take almost his entire length and thickness down her throat without gagging.

The redhead felt that throb of arousal between her legs and she closed them tightly. How ashamed she was to be getting turned on by that. Anger at herself flared. “Dear husband… I do not like this behavior!”

((I always like face smacking, some strangling, have her be strewn up from the ceiling and upside down… just go wild. ))
 
Jack gripped her hair, taking her out of her masters hands and then slapping her face before putting his hand firm on her neck. As he pressed a bit, he turned to Lillian, looking her body over before smirking.

"You lying wench! Your twat is flowing like a river, and that is because you know deep down what a Captain's Woman is. You are above all other women on this ship, and that means you get to watch as things are done to them that may never be done to you ever."

He pressed his thumb against her throat, his eyes now aflame with lust again. He then nodded to the armor smith, who moved to bind her to the frame from last night. She was having a bit of trouble breathing, and Jack smiled as he spanked her pussy very hard.
 
The extra pressure on the girl’s neck made her start to gag and her eyes bulge. That little bit of pressure and the large piece of meat down her throat had caused what little air that was flowing through to be cut off. The pretty brunette made muffled gurgling, as if to beg for forgiveness. Lillian shook her head and squeezed her legs harder together. No! She couldn’t like this! A soft groan escaped her lips as the woman’s pussy was slapped and a look of pain crossed her features. Lillian was imaging herself in that position.

Abigail wriggled against the binds and her eyes watered. Her face took on a bright red color from lack of oxygen and Lillian bit her lip. At this rate they were going to kill the woman! Didn’t the blacksmith care that Jack was going to hurt his woman! Didn’t Jack care that he was going to fuck another woman in the presence of his wife.

Getting more frustrated she crossed her arms in front of her chest and she turned around. “I-I won’t watch. I can’t. This is gruesome.”
 
Jack released Abigail's throat, letting her breath as he spoke both to her and to Lillian very calmly. He was caressing her throat as he did, his eyes very intense into hers as his words rang out to both women.

"Do not lie to yourself, Lillian. You know this is something you would like to see yourself experiencing. I have no intention of taking Abbie's life, but she smarted off to you, as well as has been refusing to accept some of the fact that as Captain I can demand anything from her. Turn around and watch, and perhaps I will reward you with it."

He moved as he got her turned over, getting her upside down on the frame as he started fucking her throat and spanking her ass, thighs, and pussy much harder.

"Or, perhaps, I should make Abbie show you just how skilled she is with her smooth and darting tongue... on your pussy."
 
Lillian did not want to like what was playing out before her. The suffering of others should not have been so arousing to her. A few seconds she stood, shooting glances over her shoulder. Abigail had been turned upside down and she was receiving a brutal spanking. Her shaven pussy shimmered, showing that pretty girl was horny.

The redhead turned completely around and bit her lip. That scene was intoxicating and she found herself walking over to the three. The brunette was taking the cock with no problem. Some wet, gargling noises came from deep within her throat as the captain brutally fucked it.

“Really?” Lillian asked. “You would let me have a reward like that? Even when I defied you so openly in front of others?”
 
Jack nodded to the armor smith, who moved and brought Lillian closer so he could let her see how superbly wet Abbie's cunt was. He took Lillian's hand and he placed it on Abbie's pussy, and he then made her look into his eyes.

"Yes, but mainly to show you how diverse the rewards and punishments are on this ship. What Abbie is doing right now, is getting me ready for something else entirely. You see, while your armor is going to be completed, my Lily, you and I are going to ravage and savage Abbie together. Some of the things you will do to her and make her do for you will happen at the same time I am having unfettered access to one of your wonderfully tight holes."

After the other man left, Jack slammed into Abbie's throat more. his free hand finding Lillian's breasts. He kneaded each very well, his other hand moving to Abbie's head as he took his cock out of her mouth and throat. He then moved Lillian much closer, pressing her so that her ankles then lock into bonds on the outside of the frame. He then pushed Abbie's head into Lillian's pussy, moving his hand from her tits to the back of her head to press it into Abbie's own smooth muff.
 
When her hand was placed on the pussy, Lillian gave a gasp. It was so hot and wet, much looser than her own. The redhead could not help but slip two fingers inside of it, stunned with how easily they went in. Abigail let out a muffled moan. It seemed that she had been trained to be super sensitive and got pleasure from Lillian’s unskilled stroking. The beautiful woman did not want to give the bound woman satisfaction. Quickly she removed the finger.

“Jack, I…” she started as she was hooked into the machine. God! She didn’t want to give another female pleasure. That went against what she was attracted to. Frighten blue eyes drifted over to Jack as her head was forced towards the fragrant and dripping snatch. “Please don’t make me.”

A shocked gasped came from her. Abigail’s tongue began move against her clit with a skill that was completely mind blowing. She moaned loudly and bit her lip. It was so good. Too good than what it had a right to be. No woman should have been that good at pleasuring another. It wasn't right.

((I really don’t like playing my submissive characters as dominate, too. Could we avoid scenes like this with Lillian in the future if at all possible? I feel ookie writing it. Really, really ookie and had to force it out. I thought we discussed this before... ))
 
Jack was amused, but he also was not pleased Lillian did not pick up on the fact she had no choice. He was soon behind her, his one hand pushing her head into Abbie's muff, the other binding one of her wrists to the frame. After trading off hands and binding the other wrist to the frame, both women were then forced into a standing sixty-nine position, with Lillian standing while Abigail was upside down. He then moved the frame just a bit at points at the legs, causing each woman's thighs to pin the other woman's head between them to force them to continuing to pleasure each other. He then took turns with each woman's ass and tits, with them arch in the frame so that their waists were resting just far enough apart he could spank both pairs of slightly swollen tits well. He then focused on their asses, using a flogger to also get each woman's perineum slightly, making certain to just miss each woman's face.

He then moved and got then frame where Lillian was on top and Abigail was the bottom. He gripped the frame and opened the other woman's thighs. He rammed his cock first into Abbie's twat, making her squeal loud against Lillian's cunt. He held the frame with one hand, making Lillian watch him pound the other woman's pussy hard for several minutes. He then stopped, pulling out then pushing his cock down Lillian's throat and holding her head in place. He laughed loudly, his eyes never leaving hers as he told her what was happening.

"This is your first punishment, Lily my Sweet. While your armor is being prepared, I am going to fuck you and Abbie, then you are going to be sparring partners for your first day of training."
 
Lillian figured out as soon as her face was forced down on the wet pussy that she did not have a choice. A slight fear and excitement went through her. Shyly she moved her tongue against the slit. At first she abhorred the taste but dared not stop. He forced her to squat down on the eagerly munching Abbie. The beautiful redhead moaned into the brunette’s muff as it was shoved more into her face.

Then the flogging came. Every time the lash bit into Lillian’s flesh she let out a cry. Abbie was much better trained and barely whimpered. Welts rose on her sensitive skin. Her nipples trickled milk when the leather fell without mercy on them and she squirmed horridly he hit her ass. It hurt so good! Every strike of the flogger and stroke of Abbie’s tongue brought her closer to orgasm.

When he stopped she let her weight rest against the straps keeping her in place. Her breathing was labored and her attention to the other’s twat waned. Small desperate licks around and around the woman’s clit were all she could muster. She pulled her face back. Jack had moved and roughly fucked Abbie. Her squeal caused a vibration against Lillian’s cunt, causing her to cry out. In and out, in and out, in and out she watched the cock go.

She gagged instantly. He forced his cock deep within the redhead’s throat. In panic she attempted to pull her head away but he kept it in place as he fucked her face. It made her listen to his words more intently. Until, that is, Abbie worked harder and made Lillian cum all over her face… without permission. Her juices squirted. There was no way she could lie about it.
 
Jack was extremely pleased, as he wanted Lillian unable to hold back her orgasm. He wanted to punish her a bit more, and he smiled as he looked down into her eyes with very wicked desires. He flogged her ass harder, knowing she would understand that as of that moment, her punishment training had started and would happen alternately with her fighting training now. He pulled out of her mouth as he spoke, his tone very cruel sounding as he directed her.

"Hold Abbie's thigh as wide open as you can, and keep your own closed around her head so she can lap up your juices! Abbie, you keep eating her fucking cunt until I either decide she has had enough, or she pleads and whimpers for my cock in there!"

He then rammed his cock into Abbie's pussy the minute Lillian did what she was told, pounding into her so hard she bucked and arched, her body arching as she feasted more intently on Lillian's sex.
 
The beautiful redhead let out a scream as the flogging became harder. Actual bruises began to surround the welts. Tears streaked down her face in that moment. This was brutal! She knew that it was only going to get worse from that point on. How right she was. Not only was she being forced to watch her husband fuck another woman, a torture in its own right, but Abbie was being a horrible little tease.

Every time she was close to orgasm, the more experienced woman would pull away; sometimes playfully and painfully tugging at Lillian’s lower lips with her teeth. Such torture was actually causing Lillian to cry and cry and cry.

“Please,” she begged the girl through tears. “Please, please let me cum! Master, make her do it! I beg of you!”

Every nerve was on fire. She just wanted it to stop! Sweet release! The longer this went on the more she feared that it would drive her completely and utterly mad. Her body convulsed horridly and she twisted as much as her restraints would allow her.

“Make her!”
 
Jack gripped her hair, pulling Lillian's head so that she was forced to look up as he slamfucked her pussy harder. He snarled and he then paused in his relentless thrusting of Abigail's cunt. He then spoke, his intense and harsh words very audible, but he did not yell. Abbie heard them, and when he spoke in the tone he used, she knew he meant business.

"First, for the very fact you just demanded from your Master, you will be punished further, Lily. Second, that will be magnified by your cumming without permission. Now, some of it is tempered by you begging so very nicely, as well as these tears of yours please me as well. Abigail, if you want to be allowed to come at all in the next two weeks or have your tits milked, you will eat her pussy and make her cum until I say to stop!!"
 
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