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Lillian continued to cry as Abigail redoubled her efforts. Her tongue rubbed and circled the redheads swollen clit and moved in and out of her pussy. At first the orgasms felt wonderful. They took her body and shook and squirted messily all over the poor girl below her.

“Thank you master!” she cried in sweet relief over and over again.

However, Abigail’s attentions were starting to hurt the swollen and now extremely sensitive nub of pleasure. Still she came though. She begged for it to stop. Told her master that she had had too much of this pleasure. Her body hung uselessly from her binds. It was if she were being drained by it.

“No more!” she screamed as another gush came from her. “Please, please sir. I am sorry! I am sorry!”
 
Jack loved it, slamfucking Abbie to the point she was also starting to whimper for reprieve from cumming. Lillian was begging for it to stop loud enough for the both of them, but he was not yet satisfied enough. He kept his eyes looking into hers, speaking very calmly as he related to her what was going to happen when Abbie stopped.

"When I tell her to stop eating your cunt, Lily, I am then going to fuck your ass harder than before. You are going to learn precisely how much you belong to me, and you will not deny your desires ever again. If you do, I will let your tits swell with milk until you crawl on your hands and knees to me and kiss my feet to get me to milk them. Do you understand, Woman?!?"
 
"Yes sir!" Lillian screamed out as another orgasm took her. Wet lines trickled down her tear swollen face. This was miserable! Sexual torture was the worse thing she had ever experience. Orgasm denial had been brutal but this... this was just horrible. She would do anything to stop this. "Please! Please, please, please sir! I'm sorry for being so willful! Please fuck my ass! Please sir! Please!"

Over and over again she begged. Abbie all the while was expertly working over Lillian's now completely dripping and soaked snatch. The harder the girl came, the harder she made Lillian cum. It was like she was taking out her own frustration on the beautiful redhead.

"I learned! I learned! Oh, no, I am going to cum again! Abbie, please, Abbie stop!"
 
Jack smiled, watching Lillian writhe as he came deep inside of Abigail's cunt. As her pussy also spasmed and came around him, she suddenly stopped her feasting on Lillian's cunt. The armor smith, who already had returned, moved and released the redhead from her bonds. He also released Abigail, who then crawled on her knees and hands to follow her master out the door. When they were gone, Lillian's armor off to the side on a frame over in a corner, Jack looked at her with a very wicked look on his face and walked to her. He gripped her hair, pulling her down to her knees and ramming his cock into her throat. Holding her there, he chuckled lustfully and spoke.

"Taste the one who just made you whimper for mercy, Lily! I am not done putting you through sexual torture for the day, my Dear. This is just the beginning, as you will unlearn any and all ideas of what your body can handle!"

He then pulled out, yanking her back up by the back of her neck. He pushed her flat on the bed, again pinning her legs down with his own. He gripped her sides tightly with his hands, wanting some bruises as he yanked her back with unbridled strength and impaled her ass with his cock. He growled lustfully, holding her arched back as he told her what was going to happen then.

"I am going to bugger your ass until your anal orgasms cause you to not be able to sit for the next several days!"
 
Lillian was repelled by the taste at first. The redhead had not like the way it was before when she was forced to eat out Abbie and did not like it now. She closed her eyes as she gagged on the massive cock, massaging it with her tongue, as she did not know what he wanted and wanted to make sure she gave him as much pleasure as possible. She knew that she had messed up.

And, in an instant, she was tossed on the bed and he began to pound into her tight asshole. At least it was a reprieve from her pussy, which was sore from the pleasure that was forced upon it.

“Yes sir!” she moaned loudly. “Thank you sir!”

She knew if she complained it would be worse for her. If she thanked him though, for this agony, he may go far easier on her.
 
As Lillian moaned loudly, her words reaching him, he then started to speed up still more. He plundered her tight ass as hard as he wanted, not as hard as he could, but he also wanted her to understand that he was in control of her and always would be. He yanked her back to him very hard, making his pelvis grind into her ass more as his tight grip did a little bruising on her sides. He growled and groaned his want of more of her ass, leaning in and whispering very wickedly into her ear.

"That's right, Lily, my Woman!! You better thank me, because I will show you how a Pirate Captain's Woman not only pleases her man in the bedroom, but also the battlefield!! Now I am just going to teach you more ways to get what you want, because I know I am giving you what you want! You know you did it to get your ass raped so good, to the point where you cannot sit but have to lay down!! I am giving that to you and more!!"

He sped up, hammering into her ass even harder, knowing he would bruise her there and that would just be the start of the other kinds of marking he was doing to her.
 
Lillian swallowed another moan. Sometimes the pain was good. Right now she was just in agony. Pleasure was becoming too much for her abused and battered body now. The redhead was getting that she should obey her master as much as she was able to. If not he would cause her untold amounts of bliss and agony.

“Yes sir!” she cried out again. A moan that was mixed with pain and ecstasy escaped her lips and she hung her head. How far she had come, though she did not know if it was for better or worse! She bit her lip again. Blood was drawn from how hard she clamped down.
 
Jack saw her in the mirror, and he smiled as he tortured her even more. He spanked her ass and thighs harder to distract her from biting her lip. He was not going to let her distract herself from the punishment in any way, and he growled loudly at her as he spoke to her again.

"You do that again or try to avoid the bliss and pain in any other way, I will gag you for all of the rest of the day!"

He yanked her hips harder still, knowing there will be bruises from his tight grip on her there. He speared his cock even deeper inside of her ass, pumping his shaft into her with vigorous and forceful thrusts. He knew she needed this, and he was going to push her body to levels of exhaustion she never knew possible. He leaned in, his voice still intense but not as loud as he continued to tell her more.

"I am still going to teach you how to fight, but not just with a sword and pistol. There are so many ways to hurt someone, and I will show you the ones to hurt so many.. but not me, as being your Master I know that will never enter your lovely mind."
 
Wave after wave of painful pleasure racketed through her body. He continued to brutalize her; taking her ass with no mercy whatsoever. Large, purple bruises appeared on her skin from where his hands gripped her. The redhead hung her head, bright curls falling in her face. At least he wouldn’t be able to see the shame, pleasure, and pain going across her face.

“Never, Master!” she cried out. Sore, heavy breasts bounced and leaked and she whimpered. How they needed to be relieved. Already! The beautiful young woman was crying now. Tears fell down her cheek and making her hair stick to her face. “I would never, ever hurt you!”

It was lip service though. She knew that maybe, if given the chance, she may try and escape after her sister was freed. Married or not, soiled or not, she did not know how much abuse she could take. Was there ever going to be a tender moment between the two?

She let out a shrill scream for her sister as his thrusting became more painful, nearly injuring her. Walking was going to be impossible! How as she supposed to train?! She thought of a plan to end it as quickly as possible.

“Master!” she said, grunting as she attempted to tighten all of her muscles. “Master! May I cum?”
 
He loved that she was crying, and he suspected the combined looks of bliss, pain, and degradation were on her face even though he could not see them at that moment. He already knew how he was going to help her be able to move. She was pleasing him all over again, and that was the point of the punishment. He knew that she would someday try to escape or hurt him, but that was the point of punishment. As he sped up his thrusting a bit more, he move his hands to her shoulders, yanking her back and forcing her hair from her face. The mirror allowed him to see the tears as well as all the emotions on her face, and as he saw them, he told her precisely what would happen if she defied him.

"We will see so after you are trained, but you are mine! No port or country would be able to hide you, because I would never give up looking for you, My Wife! I love you very much, and you may cum now, but I have to cum as well.. so you are allowed to cum until I am finished.. and then, I know what to do with you about your bruises and your leaking tits!!"

He then leaned in, kissing and nuzzling softly against her some. He did not intend to be overly tender, as she had to earn it in degrees. He already was going to give her more after he had her ass as he pleased, but he was going to be readying her for her beginning as a member of his crew.
 
Lillian let out a groan as he pushed her hair away. Her face was swollen with tears and had all of those emotions he thought it would. What she had endured was astonishing! The human body could put up with so much abuse and pain. How long would she last? His words made her feel terrible. How badly would he hurt her if he ended up catching her if she ever managed to escape?!

His nuzzling seemed almost mocking to her but in desperation she nudged and nuzzled back. That attention was wonderful. There was no impending orgasm for her. All she was trying to do was to get him to cum sooner to alleviate the pain she was feeling.

“Please master,” she whimpered. “My breasts hurt! Everything hurts! Make the pain going away, please master!”
 
Jack then came very hard, and he was still caressing and nuzzling her. She had impressed him, taking much more than he ever thought she could handle. He then moved his hands to her lovely breasts, slowly getting her onto her back. This time, he knew that his drinking from her was all she needed, and he slowly started to suckle her milk. He was still inside of her ass, but now he was rubbing against her sex now as well. He made his movements much more sensual, his squeezing and kneading of her amply globes meant both as dominant as well as passionate. He sucked as much of her milk as he desired, looking up into her eyes the entire time. He slowly withdrew from her ass, his free hand moving down her body in an intense massaged to make as many of her sore muscles better as he could reach while drinking from her.
 
As he started to drink from her she whimpered and cooed softly. It was the affection that she had hoped for. Tender and sweet affection that eased the pressure off of her breasts. The brutal pounding was over and her ass fought to close. It remained slightly gapped, him cum slowly trickling out of her. As he did so she fought the urge to run her fingers through his hair. Without permission that would bring on another punishment. Another punishment she knew that her body could not handle.

“That feels so good,” Lillian murmured instead. “Thank you for being so gentle, master. I really need it.”
 
He continued to milk her breasts, his suckling extremely forceful in a sensual and surprisingly tender way. He nuzzled her breasts, his cuddling after such brutal ass pounding giving her body language signals that her hands touching his hair would not be something to be punished for. She would learn to read his body as well, to know in an instant if he were displeased with her in the slightest without a harsh word uttered. He kneaded her tits more, his body rubbing provocatively against hers. He was ready to train her with the thought in mind she would get to kill the captain of the slaver ship, but he also was going to have to help her deal with the fact that it would not be someone she expected at the moment. He stopped sucking for a minute, her breasts still so very full as he massaged them and looked up at her.

"I am going to drain your tits, Lily, but I also want more... much more.. I want your oath as a noblewoman that you will submit totally to being my Woman and all that entails."

He kneaded them just right to make them hurt just a bit, knowing she knew that the moment she made the oath they were bound. No church or nation, let alone a court, would sever them after that.
 
Lillian did not know how to answer him. She had already promised such a thing or a similar thing. Yet he needed to hear it again. Likely it was to stroke his ego and to reassure him that she was forever his. The thought was a little disheartening. The redhead had wanted to experience life as free as she possibly could. In this scenaro she felt more like a prisoner and that hurt.

“I don’t have much of a choice anyway,” she replied in a trembling tone.
 
He then moved closer to her, his hands caressing her breasts as he looked into her eyes. He still needed to finish drinking enough from her, but at that moment he needed her to know it was more than just the rough sex and brutal punishments. He would not spend too much time explaining it, but he wanted her to hear it from him. She probably didn't remember, but he would not let her know the details just yet.

"I have wanted you ever since the first time I saw you, when you were here with your father as he was handling business at the port. Don't ask how long ago that was, as you are till as beautiful as that first sight I had of you. I will help you get your sister back, and as soon as I am finished with your breasts and massage, I will begin your training. I know you have a good memory, and I shall take great pleasure in the day when you can run the slaver who stole your sister through."

He let her continue to see his eyes as he slowly returned to her breasts, letting her know that he did love her. He suckled with a blend of dominance and tenderness, letting her know that he would never lie to her.
 
Lillian simply melted from the tenderness. Such attention was wonderful and it was not something she was accustomed to. Everyone had paid attention to beautiful and meek Emma. Everyone overlooked ginger headed Lily. Such affection directed at her was the most meaningful thing she had yet to experience. Such a sharp contrast to what he had been doing earlier. The pressure and ache was being relieved from his massaging and gentle suckling.

His words were powerful. He had known her for that long? Lillian did not remember that day at all. Her father had met with many people for many different things. They had gone down to the docks many times to try and settle business and repay debts. The redhead never imagined that someone was able to look past Emma and see her.

“I can’t believe that you saw me when my sister was there,” she said in a soft coo. “Oh, Master, I never knew that anyone thought of me.”
 
He laughed softly, continuing to suckle and knead her breasts as he drank from them. He loved how her milk tasted, and he genuinely was in love with her, but this was not just that he loved her. He had since they were young and he had never had the chance, but he was not going to be weak because that was not what she needed. She needed him to be as he was, strong but very loving as well. He nibbled a bit hard on her nipples and breasts, still drinking with breaks to tell her more.

"You were only twelve when I decided I wanted you, Lillian. I loved how you looked in that green dress, so lost because you blossomed just like she had, but they wanted Emma. But now she needs you.. and not as her sister, but as the Woman of Captain Jack Blade. I promise you that we will get her back, and I always keep promises to those I care deeply about.. but I surely will to my Wife."

He stroked her breasts more, knowing that his massaging will help her when they are done, and that she will make him very pleased as she learned to fight.
 
Twelve? That was a young age to notice someone. She had been such an awkward, gangly child. She was nothing but twiggy arms and legs and a face so freckled it was hard to discern her actual skin color. Most of them had faded but she still had a very light patch dotting across her nose and on her body. When he nibbled hard against her hard and tender nipples, she whimpered. It felt good; the little jolt of pain was enough to wake up her nerves again and make everything else seem that more delicious.

"I want to please you," she said with complete honesty. For the first time in her life she felt beautiful. To know that he had decided he wanted her instead of Emma... her vanity was being stroked. "I will be a good fighter. I promise."

She let her body completely relax as he took from her tits. A series of coos and soft sounds of relief issued from her lips as he completely drained her aching and sore tits. Every part of her felt deliciously wet and weak. How she was ever going to learn to properly fight now when she felt like a puddle was beyond her.
 
After draining her tits, Jack then took some balm from a jar and massaged it all over her body. It was another herbal remedy, totally natural, and as he worked it into her skin it would seep into her muscles and joints and invigorate her. He worked it all into her body, getting her everywhere as he told her more about the past, and how much he wanted her even then.

"I was only fifteen then, and I was training to be a sky sailor but also learning everything I could about everything else. I made trips back, and also paid someone to take photographs of you. But now, you are all woman, and I wanted to come to you myself, not have you to have to come to me like this."

He then smiled, pulling her up to her feet swiftly. He then lead her to the shower, and he got it on and started with shampooing her hair.

"You will do this for me as well, as I think a Captain's woman should give as well as receive."

He rinsed her hair, then scrubbed her body down with the all natural soap and the loofa. He soon had her body nice and clean, and even got her private areas thoroughly scrubbed. He nodded to her, handing her the shampoo bar for his hair and waited for her to begin.
 
Strange. She never imagined anyone wanting to be with her and she never thought that anyone would spend so much time on her. There were even pictures taken? That was something extraordinary for the time, even with all of the technology that was popping up, a camera was a rare and wondrous device. With a slight limp she walked over with him and completely relished being cleaned by him. Such gentle, tender movements told her that he really did care for her. It was odd that she so happened into his hands and she wondered what sort of god he was praying to but it certainly was effective.

Carefully she washed him as he had done to her. Her cheeks were a bright red and her touch was light. Though she had begged for him, this act made her feel more self conscious, and she was overly tender with her scrubbing.

“Master,” she said in a small voice. “Husband… I am not sure how I can further please you but… but I want to. I don’t know if I will be good in a fight. Not at first but I will put all of my effort into it. I will try to be good for you.”
 
After he had taken the loofa from her and placed it to dry, Captain Jack Blade, took Lillian Blade into his arms and kissed her long and hard, showing her he did believe her. He stroked her body, making certain the soap totally washed off them both, only breaking the kiss after several long minutes to make the rinsing complete. He then turned the water off, and helped her dry as well as himself with the air jets. As he moved her and himself in the area adjacent to the shower, he told her the purpose.

"This saves on the use of towels, as well as water going exclusively for showering and toilet uses, and no need to risk contaminated water."

Once they were both dry, he moved and handed her the very small set of "undergarments" he had for her. One merely, and barely, covered most of the area of her breasts going int the back with both it's main body and the small straps. The other only just minutely covered her sex and her ass, but before she put the silk on, he moved her to the bidet, and instructed her on how to totally wash her sex and ass, showing her also how to use the spray to get her totally.

"Your inside areas are already clean enough, and that will only happen once a week. Now finish and put on your undergarments, and I will show you how to put on your combat leathers and your boots."
 
His kiss nearly melted her. Unlike his other kisses which were demanding and forceful, this one was sweet and powerful. It told her how much he was pleased with her. How much that he loved her and wanted her. Lillian was made weak by this fact. Love was a rare thing to be shown to her. No one ever did except for her sister Emma. Everyone loved the beautiful and demure blonde who seemed to so perfectly fit the ideal of beauty. To know that someone thought of her broke her more thoroughly than pain ever could.

After what seemed like an eternity of bliss, he broke the kiss. A pout of disappointment crossed her lips. That was the nice reward for her. This gentle and caring man was what she wanted. She knew that he would hurt her more; that there was going to be more punishment for things that did not seem that bad at all. There would be more forcing to please other women and being put in degrading positions. Yet… yet…

She sighed as she was dried off. All of this was so confusing. She wished that her emotions did not pull her in every which way. Part of her wanted to submit to being his completely so all that he would show was tenderness but she also knew that there were be new things to punish her for. The training loomed over her head and was a reminder that she was going to displease him at some point during it.

After she was shone the bidet she slipped on the panties and bra, wincing at how little they covered. Her large breasts pushed against the bindings of the teeny silk and her heart shaped rear hung out, a string going up the crack of her ass quite nicely. It was awkward and she wondered how the leather would feel against so much bare skin.

As he taught her to put it on, she flushed. Leather smelt good and it felt even better.
 
Jack nodded as he saw both how the feel of the leather made her feel, as well as how it conformed and moved on her body. It was very tight fitting, giving her just enough movement so that she could do what was needed. He smiled to her as he then smoothed his hands over her leather clad body, with the gloves and boots on her as well, the leather surprisingly supple and seamless-seeming at that moment. He then dressed himself, first his own silk underwear, then getting a very similar leather armor on himself, complete with the boots and gloves. He nodded to her, picking up his own sword as he took her hand and led her down the corridor of the ship to the practice room. As he did, he told her more about what was going to happen and about the armor itself.

"The leather has been treated with a special substance that makes it very supple, like suede, but also makes it surprisingly strong. There will be hide accouterments that you will be wearing in combat, which are just a bit stiffer but equally strong, that will help protect vital areas. The leather is able to shrug off small arms fire, if that means anything. Most blades, unless they are made by someone like Mako, are pretty much useless. I do want you to learn all you need to know, because you will have to deal with those in heavier armor and you have to develop the ability to hone in on vital areas of the body and weak points in armor."
 
Lillian gave him a wan smile as she listened. She was trying to be brave and understand what he wanted of her. There was so much to learn in such a short period of time and she felt intimidated by her duties. Yet she knew that she was going to have to learn. Even if she was not the one to save her sister, they would need her help, and she wanted to help. Emma had taken care of her like a mother. The redhead owed her a debt. Even if she was jealous of her.

A serious expression took over her features and she watched him carefully as he dressed. What if he was so impressed with her sister, like so many were, that he pushed her aside to have Emma? Sure he was infatuated with Lillian and had been for awhile, but Emma was something else. She was the fair-haired, brilliant eyed, and a docile, kindhearted woman. Every man wanted that.

"Husband," she said softly. "Husband... I was wondering... what will happen to Emma once she is brought on to this ship?"
 
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