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By Jor-el
At the height of piracy’s golden age, Captain James Valentine was a feared name among sailors and merchants. His ship, the Crimson Veil, cut through waves with an air of danger, its black sails menacing on the horizon. Valentine’s ruthless exploits spread far and wide, making entire towns tremble at the suggestion of his approach. With a reputation forged in blood and thunder, he seemed invincible, a man made for the lawless sea.
Meanwhile, in the governor’s mansion, Morgan enjoyed her breakfast, unaware of the threat heading her way. When warning bells signaled a pirate attack, Morgan’s father, the governor, confirmed that Captain Valentine was back. Morgan’s heart raced, feeling a mix of fear and excitement. She wondered why Valentine kept targeting their region and suggested talking to him, but her father refused, citing the danger.
Morgan, determined to make her own decisions, snuck out of the mansion to confront Valentine. She made her way through the town, avoiding detection, and reached the docks, ready to face the infamous pirate. She boards the rowboat, her mind is filled with both excitement and trepidation. She knows that she’s putting herself in danger by doing this, but she can’t shake the feeling that she needs to speak to Valentine. She rows out to the ship, her arms burning with the effort. As the Crimson Veil comes into view, she notices the crew on deck, preparing to disembark. She ducks down in the boat, hoping to avoid being seen until she can find a way onto the ship.
Morgan sneaks onto the ship, her heart racing, and hides behind a crate. She takes in the sight of the crew, large and muscular men with scars and tattoos, and shivers. She peeks out, searching for Valentine. As she hides behind a crate, her heart racing, as she knows Captain Valentine is nearby. The door to his quarters creaks open, and out he steps, unaware of her presence.
Morgan stares at Valentine as he strides across the deck, his tall, muscular frame commanding attention, and an air of confidence and danger that both intimidates and intrigues her. She watches as he gives orders to his crew in a firm, authoritative voice, his deep Irish accent adding to his intimidating presence. She continues to observe him, waiting for the perfect moment to reveal herself.
Finally, when Valentine is distracted, Morgan decides to make her move. She slowly rises from behind the crate, her heart pounding so hard she can hear it in her ears. She steps out from behind the crate and clears her throat, trying to get his attention.
Valentine turns at the sound of her throat clearing, his green eyes narrowing as he looks at her. He raises an eyebrow, a mixture of curiosity and annoyance on his face. “And who might you be?” He asks, his deep voice sending a shiver down her spine.
Morgan takes a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves as she looks up at the towering captain. “I-I’m Morgan.” She stutters out, her voice trembling slightly. “Daughter of the regional governor.”
Valentine’s expression changes, a hint of recognition crossing his face. He takes a step closer to her, his eyes scanning her up and down. “Ah, the governor’s daughter.” He says, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “What are you doing on my ship?”
Morgan swallows hard, trying to find the courage to speak. “I wanted to talk to you.” She says, her voice a bit stronger now. “About the raids you’ve been making on our region.”
Valentine crosses his arms, a look of amusement on his face. “Oh, did you now?” He says, his tone mocking. “And what makes you think I want to talk to you?”
Morgan takes a step back, feeling intimidated by his dismissive attitude. She glances around the deck, noticing the crew watching her with interest. “Because… because it’s not right.” She says, finding her voice again. “You’re hurting innocent people and destroying homes. You need to stop.”
Valentine laughs, a cold, cruel sound that sends a shiver down her spine. “And who are you to tell me what’s right and what’s wrong?” He sneers. “I am a pirate, lass. Destruction and chaos are my business. If your father can’t protect his town from a simple pirate raid, that’s not my problem.”
As Valentine moves closer to her, Morgan feels her heart rate quicken. She can smell the sea salt and gunpowder on him, mixed with something darker and more dangerous. It’s a heady combination, and she finds herself feeling lightheaded. He’s standing so close to her now that she can feel the heat radiating off his body, and she has to resist the urge to take a step back. His presence is overwhelming, his green eyes boring into hers with an intensity that makes her knees weak.
Valentine leans down, his face now mere inches from hers. She can feel his hot breath on her neck, and she shivers involuntarily. He sniffs her neck and whispers in her ear. “You smell good enough to eat”
Morgan feels a jolt of heat run through her at his words, and her cheeks flush bright red. She’s never been so close to a man like this before, especially not a dangerous pirate captain. His scent, the roughness of his beard against her neck, the heat of his body so close to hers… it’s all too much for her to handle.
Valentine’s hands settle on her waist, his grip firm and possessive. He leans in even closer, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear as he speaks. “You know, lass, you shouldn’t have come here alone. You’re lucky it was me who found you and not one of my crew mates.”
With a nod to his crew Captain Valentine picks Morgan up and tosses her over his shoulder and carries her into his quarters. Morgan lets out a surprised squeak. She can hear the crew hooting and hollering as he walks away, clearly amused by the captain’s actions. Once they’re inside his quarters, Valentine kicks the door shut behind them and tosses her down onto his bed.
Morgan lands on the bed with a soft thud, her heart pounding in her chest. She looks up at Valentine, feeling both terrified and strangely aroused by the situation. He stands at the foot of the bed, his green eyes darkened with desire as he looks down at her.
Valentine grabs her by the ankles and yanks her towards him, causing her to let out a startled gasp. He pushes her legs apart and stands between them, his hands running up and down her thighs.
Morgan shudders at the feel of his hands on her thighs, her skin tingling with desire. She looks up at him with wide eyes, feeling small and vulnerable beneath his large frame. He leans down and runs his nose along her neck, inhaling deeply. “I’m going to devour you.” He grabs her throat and squeezes lightly.
Morgan gasps, a mix of fear and arousal coursing through her veins as Valentine tightens his grip on her throat. His touch is rough and possessive, sending shockwaves of pleasure straight to her core. His deep voice sends shivers down her spine, the threat in his words both terrifying and exciting.
Valentine grabs the collar of her dress and rips it apart with his free hand, exposing her chest to the cool air of the cabin. He groans at the sight of her breasts, and his grip on her throat tightens slightly.
Morgan moans softly, her body trembling with desire and a hint of fear. The way he’s manhandling her, tearing her clothes off and squeezing her throat, should make her feel violated, but instead, it’s turning her on like nothing ever has before. She looks up at him, her eyes half-lidded with arousal, and waits to see what he’ll do next.
Valentine leans down and captures her lips in a rough, demanding kiss. His tongue forces its way into her mouth, dominating and possessive. He continues to squeeze her throat, making her feel lightheaded and submissive.
Morgan kisses him back with all the passion she can muster, her tongue tangling with his in a sloppy, heated dance. Her hands come up to grip his shoulders, but he catches her wrists and pins them above her head with one hand, breaking the kiss.
He looks down at her, his eyes darkened with lust and dominance. Her dress is in tatters around her, exposing her breasts and stomach to his gaze. He leans down and begins to kiss and nip at her neck, his free hand roaming over her exposed skin.
Morgan moans and squirms beneath him, her wrists struggling against his grip. The feeling of his lips on her neck, his teeth nipping at her skin, is driving her wild with desire. She can feel the heat radiating off his body, and she instinctively bucks her hips up against him, desperate for some friction.
Valentine groans against her neck at the feeling of her bucking her hips against him, and he grinds his hips down against hers in response. He kisses his way down to her breasts, taking one of her nipples into his mouth and sucking hard.
Morgan cries out in pleasure as he sucks on her nipple, his teeth grazing the sensitive bud. Her back arches off the bed, pressing her chest further into his mouth. She feels his hand tighten around her wrists, holding her in place as he switches his attention to her other nipple.
Valentine continues to lavish attention on her breasts, alternating between sucking, biting, and licking her nipples. Her moans and cries fill the cabin, the sounds growing louder and more desperate with each passing moment. He lets go of her wrists and rips her skirt off.
As he rips her skirt off, leaving her completely naked beneath him, Morgan feels a rush of vulnerability wash over her. She’s completely at his mercy, exposed and helpless. He leans back and looks down at her, his eyes dark with desire as he takes in the sight of her bare form.
Valentine lets out a low growl of approval, his gaze lingering on her wet pussy. He spreads her legs wide, exposing her even more to his hungry gaze. He runs a finger up and down her wet slit, teasing her entrance before moving up to circle her clit.
Morgan gasps and bucks her hips at the touch of his finger on her clit, a wave of pleasure washing over her. She looks up at him with half-lidded eyes, her breath coming in short pants.
Valentine continues to tease her clit, rubbing it in slow, torturous circles. He watches her face closely, taking note of every gasp and moan that escapes her lips. As he rubs her clit, Morgan feels the heat in her core building to an almost unbearable level. She whimpers and squirms beneath him, her hips bucking up against his hand in a desperate attempt to get more stimulation. He smirks at her desperation, enjoying the way she’s writhing beneath him. He abruptly stops rubbing her clit and pulls his hand away. Lowering his face to her core he runs his tongue through her slit.
Morgan cries out in protest as he stops touching her clit, but the sound quickly turns into a loud moan as he begins to lick and suck on her pussy. His tongue flicks over her clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. He alternates between licking and sucking on her sensitive bud, occasionally dipping his tongue into her wet entrance. Her hands fly down to tangle in his hair, her fingers tightening in the thick strands as he devours her pussy. She moans and writhes beneath him, her hips bucking up against his face as she chases her release.
Just as she’s about to come undone, Valentine stops suddenly, pulling his mouth away from her pussy. He looks up at her with a wicked glint in his eye, a trail of her juices running down his chin. Valentine looks down at her with a mischievous glimped in his eyes and says pledge yourself to me and I will give you what your heart desires.
Morgan whines in protest, her pussy throbbing with need as she looks up at him with pleading eyes. She was so close to orgasming, and he had just denied her release. She looks up at him, her chest heaving with need and her pussy aching for release. The thought of pledging herself to a pirate captain should disgust her, but at this moment all she can think about is how badly she wants to come. She takes a deep breath and looks into his eyes. “I… I pledge myself to you Captain Valentine”
Valentine grins wolfishly at her words, his eyes darkening with desire and satisfaction. “Good girl!” He buries his face back in her pussy, his tongue resuming its relentless assault on her clit. He brings one hand up to slip a finger inside her, curling it upwards and rubbing against her g-spot.
The feeling of his tongue and fingers working in tandem is almost too much for Morgan to bear. Her hands tighten in his hair, her moans growing louder and more desperate with each passing second. Her orgasm crashes over her like a tidal wave, pleasure radiating outwards from her core and making her entire body tremble. As the aftershocks of her orgasm fade, Morgan collapses back onto the bed, boneless and gasping for air. Her pussy is still twitching and pulsing around his finger, and her mind is hazy with pleasure.
He slowly pulls his fingers out of her and licks them clean, looking down at her with a satisfied smirk. “I hope you know you’re mine now. The pledge isn’t one to be taken lightly.” He stands up and quickly strips off his clothes, his eyes never leaving her naked, trembling form.
Once he’s naked, Morgan’s eyes widen at the sight of his massive cock. It’s thick and veiny, with a large, bulbous head already leaking precum.
He smirks at her wide-eyed look, his ego clearly stroked by her reaction. He takes a step forward and pins her hips down to the bed. Valentine lines himself up with her entrance, his massive cock pressing against her tight pussy.
Morgan gasps at the feeling of his thick cock stretching her pussy, the mix of pleasure and pain making her arch her back. He pushes forward, breaking through her hymen and burying himself to the hilt in her tight cunt. The pain is sharp and intense, causing her to cry out and dig her nails into his shoulders.
Valentine groans at the feeling of her tight, wet heat enveloping his cock. He looks down at her, his eyes dark with lust and desire, as he sees the tears streaming down her face from the pain of her broken hymen. He leans down and kisses her, his tongue pushing into her mouth in a rough, dominating kiss. he begins to slowly move his hips, pulling almost all the way out of her before slamming back in again.
With each thrust, the pain begins to subside, replaced by a building pleasure that makes her toes curl. Her nails rake down his back, leaving angry red marks in their wake as she clings to him tightly. He continues to pound into her tight cunt, his pace growing faster and rougher with each thrust. The room fills with the sounds of skin slapping against skin and their combined moans and grunts. He looks down at her, enjoying the way her face contorted in pleasure and pain as he claims her for himself.
He grabs her hips and lifts her lower body up, pulling her legs up over his shoulders so that he can get even deeper inside her. He pistons his hips in and out of her at a brutal pace, his cock hammering against her cervix with each thrust.
Morgan can barely think straight, her mind consumed by the feeling of his massive cock rearranging her insides. The pain is now a distant memory, replaced by an overwhelming sense of fullness and pleasure. with each thrust, his cock hits her g-spot perfectly, sending waves of ecstasy crashing over her.
He can feel her tightening around him, her inner walls fluttering and clenching as her second orgasm approaches. He leans down and whispers in her ear. “Say you’ll be my good little cabin girl. Say it and I’ll give you permission to cum.”
Morgan’s mind is hazy with pleasure and submission. All she wants is to come again, to feel the release that his cock is denying her. She looks up at him with tear-filled eyes and nods her head. “I-I’ll be your good little cabin girl! Please, captain, let me cum!!”
He grins sadistically and slams into her even harder, his balls slapping against her ass with each thrust. he reaches down and rubs her clit furiously. “Then come for your captain you little wench.”
With a cry, Morgan’s second orgasm hits her like a tidal wave. her pussy clamps down tight around his cock, spasming and pulsing as waves of pleasure wash over her. she squirts all over his cock.
Valentine groans in pleasure as her pussy clenches around him like a vice, her squirting juices soaking his cock and balls. He slows his thrusts for a moment, giving her time to ride out her orgasm, but his self-control is waning fast. the sight of her coming undone beneath him and the feeling of her tight cunt milking his cock is too much for him to bear. He begins to pound into her again, his hips moving at a brutal pace. the room fills with the wet, sloppy sounds of their fucking as her juices run down her ass and soak the sheets beneath them. he grabs her hips and holds her in place as he chases his own release.
Valentine can feel his balls tightening up, his own orgasm rapidly approaching. He looks down at her, her eyes glazed over with pleasure and submission, and groans. “I’m gonna breed you. I’m gonna fill your tight little pussy up with my cum and get you nice and knocked up, you hear me?” He gives a few more brutal thrusts, his cock pistoning in and out of her at an almost inhuman pace. with a roar, he buries himself to the hilt inside her and unloads a massive torrent of hot, sticky cum deep inside her womb.
His cum floods her pussy, filling her to the brim and overflowing out of her around his cock. it pools beneath her ass on the bed, staining the sheets a milky white as he continues to pump more and more of his potent seed into her. he leans down and whispers in her ear. “I hope your ready to become a mother because I’m not pulling out until I’m certain you’re pregnant.”
Valentine grabs her thighs and pushes them down towards her chest, folding her in half. he looks down at her cum-filled pussy, his cock still buried to the hilt inside her, and grins. he begins to move his hips again, slowly rocking in and out of her in long, deep thrusts, determined to impregnate her with as much of his cum as possible.
With each thrust, more of his cum is forced out of her pussy, creating an even bigger mess on the bed. Her stomach is slightly bloated from the sheer volume of his cum, but he shows no signs of stopping. he continues to pound into her, his cock making wet, squelching sounds with each thrust as he mixes his own cum with her juices and pushes it deeper inside her.
He leans down and begins to suck on her tits, his hips never stopping their relentless pace. his balls slap against her ass with a lewd smack each time he bottoms out inside her, and his cock twitches and throbs with each new load of cum he shoots into her. he’s going to breed her, make her his broodmare and knock her up so much she won’t even remember what it was like to walk straight.
Valentine finally pulls out, his cock slipping out of her gaping, cum-filled pussy with a wet pop. A deluge of thick, sticky cum pours out of her, creating a huge puddle on the bed. Her stomach is bloated and swollen, and her pussy is absolutely wrecked. He looks down at his handiwork with a satisfied smirk, admiring the way her inner thighs are coated in a thick layer of his sticky cum. He pushes a finger into her pussy, making her moan weakly. His cum is so thick it’s hard to even push it around inside her. he chuckles at the sight and pulls his finger out, scooping up a glob of his cum and rubbing it onto her stomach in a mock display of pregnancy.
Morgan looks down at him rubbing his cum into her stomach. She can feel his cum churning around inside her, a constant reminder of his brutal breeding session. her stomach feels heavy and full, and her pussy is still throbbing and spasming from the intense orgasms she had. as he rubs his cum into her skin, a part of her can’t help but wonder if she’s really going to end up pregnant after all this.
Valentine continues to rub his cum into her skin for a few more moments before standing up and stretching. He looks down at her with a possessive gleam in his eyes, clearly satisfied with how thoroughly he had claimed her.
The end… or is it?💋
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