Message-ID: <43300asstr$1057752607@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: PirateSummer@hotmail.com (Summer Pirate) X-Original-Message-ID: Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: 8 Jul 2003 10:04:37 GMT X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 8 Jul 2003 03:04:37 -0700 Subject: {ASSM} {Pirate} (RP) "The Pirate" (2/2) (NC, bdsm, MF, MM, anal) {WolfPup} Date: Wed, 9 Jul 2003 08:10:07 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: newsman, dennyw This 2-part-story was reposted to ASSM for the "Summer 2003 Pirate Challenge". This is part 2. The original headers were: From: wolfpup@acca.nmsu.edu (WolfPup) Newsgroups: alt.sex.bondage Subject: The Pirate Part II Date: 18 Sep 1993 01:35:31 GMT Message-ID: <27dol3INNnkt@dns1.NMSU.Edu> Hello, all! To all who wrote me comments about The Pirate Part I, thank you. I'm sorry it took so long to write the second "chapter", but I've been on the road for some time and unable to find the time to write. Nevertheless, here is Part II. I make no promises about this fiction, it is provided "as is", and you read at your own risk. 8) The story has explicit non-consentuality, S&M, homosexuality, etc, etc, etc. You have been warned. 8) All comments, criticisms, threats, etc, may be mailed to wolfpup@acca.nmsu.edu. Also, it is recommended that you read Part I before reading Part II, but that is up to your descretion. Rather than repost Part I, which would only annoy people, please send a request to the above address, and I will send you a copy of it. *purr* - slave drae The Pirate Part II ------------------ He staggered, as if in slow motion, through the street outside his home, one hand to his side. He could hear deep breaths behind him and knew he was being chased. He ran as fast as he could, weaving between buildings and shacks, feeling his blood ebb through his hand and down his leg. His strength seemed to flow out of him, and his breathing became increasingly labored, and he felt rather than saw the man behind him gain. He turned a corner and saw a corpse lying face-down in the street. His eyes fell upon the sword that was buried deep in the side of the dead man, and with wild ideas of defending himself, he grabbed the sword and pulled on it. The sword came free in his hand. He lifted it, spun around, and saw no one. His pursuer has disappeared. He staggered and fell down onto the street beside the corpse. He turned the dead man's head towards him. It was his father. In horror, he started screaming and couldn't stop. Hands grabbed his shoulders and shook him wildly. "Alex! Stop! Alex!" He woke, sobbing in the aftermath of the nightmare, and clung to the figure above him and cried into the night. The pirate who had killed his father held Alex closely and smiled. Alex woke from sleep slowly, the dreams that had haunted his night just a memory. His hands were tugged, and this brought him fully awake. He stared into the face of the pirate. The eyes of the man were almost totally black. They looked both sinister and lush. Alex was hauled off the hammock, pushed to the floor, and felt his legs kicked wide. A hand circled his cock, and he watched as the pirate walked around to face him. The hand released his swollen member and gestured to the simple clothing adorning his master. With haste, Alex leaned up and removed the shirt and trousers of the pirate. No sooner was he done than the pirate's cock was pressing against his lips, and he opened his mouth to take it in. His life had become very simple. Obey or be killed. Over the past week, he had seen several slaves casually killed for disobeying. It frightened him, and so he obeyed. The hand pulled at him again as he rocked his head up and down on the pirate's cock, moving his tongue up and down. If he pleased the Captain well, the morning whipping would be a token one. He felt the cock nudge the back of his throat again and again, and then he felt the warm rush of liquid. Looking up, he saw the pirate tensed powerfully, and watched as he relaxed slowly. And then Alex was rewarded with a smile and a caress. "You are beautiful, Alex." The hand released his cock and pushed his head down to the floor. He closed his eyes and felt the blows start to fall heavily on his backside. After twenty painful hits, he was pulled back up to hands and knees. "Over to the basin, little one." He crawled over to the small basin in the corner of the room, which was about the farthest he could go without having the chain connecting his collar to the wall released. His master took a pitcher of water and a clean cloth and bathed him sparingly. There came a knock at the door. The pirate stood from the basin, walked over and opened the door. "Ah, excellent. Yes, she'll do nicely. Thank you." The door was shut. When Alex looked up, he saw the pirate standing next to a slave, a woman, who kneeled serenely beside him. With a few spanks, he herded her to the center of the room. "She's yours to use, Alex. You've been very good this past week, trying very hard to obey. She is your reward." Alex looked on, fearful and horrified. Was he supposed to rape this woman? The pirate walked over and lifted Alex's head to meet his deep black eyes. "She does not please you? You look frightened, pet." Alex pleaded with his eyes. He wanted no part of a rape. Or of forced sex. The pirate understood at once. "Ah, I see. Well, would it help you to know that this is HER reward, too?" Alex looked down, and realized he was shaking. "OK, I'll make this easy for you, Alex. Choose her or someone else, but you will have her. And I will watch you do it." Alex's heart sank. He realized the danger of refusing, and nodded his head. He was pulled by the collar over in front of the woman who knelt still in the center of the room. He could see the pulse in her neck, could smell the sweet scent of her body. Her body was exquisite, limbs beautifully formed and nails and dark hair neatly trimmed. She looked up shyly into his face, and he found himself blush deeply. He had never done this and didn't know where to begin. She sensed his hesitation and, reaching forward, placed a hand on his wet chest. She seemed to purr deep in her throat. He closed his eyes as she leaned close and he felt her nip at his neck. He felt out of control and aroused beyond his understanding. He felt himself start to shake uncontrollably. "Stop." Immediately the touch was gone as she pulled away from him obediently. "Alex, are you a virgin?" Alex felt his blush deepen and he nodded. The pirate laughed deeply. "What a prize you are. You'll have to lead him, my dear. Don't be gentle, either." She grabbed his chin and pulled his lips to hers. He felt her tongue push through his lips and probe his mouth. He felt her hand grasp his cock roughly and he felt himself stiffen and shake again. She pushed him backwards down onto the floor, her hands slippery on his slick flesh. He felt her hand point his cock appropriately, and then he was inside her. He could not believe the sensations running through his body as she moved up and down on him, kissing and stroking his body. He felt himself strangely detached, and yet he had never felt such a melding of his body and mind before in his life. The orgasm, when it came, shook his entire frame and he found himself clutching her frame to his tightly. When he finally opened his eyes, she was smiling down at him. Quickly placing a kiss on his slack lips, she disengaged and knelt obediently. Without a word, the pirate stood and led her from the room. The pirate turned at the door and closed it behind her. "Hands and knees, Alex." Alex obeyed quickly. He was then led back to the basin where his cock, still throbbing, was washed thoroughly. Finally, the pirate dried him with a coarse towel and led him to the carpet in the corner where he spent most of his waking time. During the early hours, Alex would usually sit and watch his owner prepare for the day. But today, the pirate left immediately, leaving Alex to his own thoughts. And emotions. The experience he had just enjoyed threw him completely off balance. Although forced to comply, he had enjoyed the gentle ministrations of the woman completely. His body felt alive and tense, and he realized as he relived the experience in his mind that he was growing hard again. The pirate chose that moment to enter again, of course. After taking stock of Alex's furious blush and hard member, he smiled and walked over to where Alex sat. Reaching down, he grabbed Alex's cock, and Alex felt his blush deepen. "You'll do anything to do it again, won't you?" Alex thought about that. His mind seemed to be slave to his body in this moment. The pirate squeezed his cock and said, "Won't you?" Alex nodded helplessly. "Good. Obey and it will." That afternoon, he was lashed to the Captain's chair on the upper deck of the ship while the Captain watched his crew work. The ship cut smoothly through the waves towards a destination unknown to him. The Captain did not share any details with Alex about their purpose or journey, except to threaten him now and then with being sold for manual labor at certain ports if he misbehaved. Some of the other slaves were actually trained in certain ship-wise skills, and hauled on ropes and climbed masts along with their masters, indistinguishable except for their demeanor and lack of clothing. He dozed in the sun at the Captain's feet, aware of fingers idly stroking his hair from time to time. When lunch time came, the Captain ate leisurely, not offering any food to Alex. Alex, used to this treatment, knew he would have to perform some service for his lunch. When the Captain was finished eating, he looked down at Alex with an evil look in his eye. "Hungry, pet?" Alex eyed the remaining fruit from the Pirate's meal and nodded truthfully. "Very well, here's lunch then, " the pirate said evenly, opening his breeches. The others near the scene chuckled appreciatively as Alex obediently took the Captain's cock in his mouth in full daylight, blushing furiously. He bobbed up and down, trying hard to give the pirate the pleasure that was required of him. The final joke was played on him when the Captain came into his throat, and announced that lunch had thus been served. Alex was quickly kissed on the mouth and pressed back down to the deck firmly. Later, after he was pulled back to the cabin on hands and knees and summarily whipped, he was fed a real meal, which he ate off the floor with his hands chained behind his back. He spent the evening chained to a secondary mast on deck in the warm night air. A strap and lash were hung nearby so anyone could have their turn whipping him, and many took advantage of the opportunity. Finally, at midnight, he was taken back to the Captain's cabin. Without a word, the Captain took the leash from the sailor who had escorted him, and closed the door. He was taken to the corner and his head was chained close to the floor. He felt the Captain stroke his sore back gently, ignoring his muffled whimpers. Alex felt the hands slip around his torso and begin pulling on his nipples. The hands left his body and a blindfold was applied, and then they returned to teasing his nipples. He felt his body shake in response to the touch. One hand crept down to his cock, and Alex felt it grow with shame. How completely this man controlled him. At this point, he was grateful to be back in the privacy of the cabin away from the tortures on the deck. He was tired, and his body seemed to be separated fro his mind. His body, which seemed to take great pleasure from the touch of this man. The hand gripped his cock tightly, and pushed him back onto the Captain's cock, slick and hard. Alex gasped as he felt the cock drive deep within him, but for the first time it wasn't an incapacitating pain. He felt it move within him, felt the hand stroke his cock, and found his body shuddering with the feeling of being violated. The Captain pumped into him hard and Alex felt a hand grab his hair and pull his head up viciously. He cried out in pain, and felt the Captain's fluid empty into him deep inside. Without a word, the Captain immediately released him, attached the chain from the wall to his collar, and placed him into his hammock. Immediately a blindfold obscured his vision, and Alex felt his hands and feet chained securely to the loops which held the hammock. Tired, he fell asleep almost immediately. -- -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- WHIPS don't hurt people, PEOPLE hurt people! - slave drae (wolfpup@acca.nmsu.edu) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at Hosted by | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+