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Pirate Erotica Chapter 2

Date: 8/28/2015, Categories: Anal, Hardcore, Shemales, Author: buggiebug10, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

swoon. My consciousness wanes and returns. He ploughs me like a fertile field. I can’t, he says, have ye, an English gentleman, about on my pirate ship, no matter how ye debase yourself. No matter what ye do, you’re an aristocrat. And if I sell ye, it could make trouble for me. Too bad, since yer a live one, and good fun at an orgy. But there’s nothing I can do. We’ll hang ye at sunrise. It won’t be painful. My hangman knows his business, and we’ll tie the knot proper. No dangling and choking. It’ll be one snap, and then it’s all over. And with that he goes to thrusting his cock wildly into me. I relax, trying not to be torn by the Moby Dick that’s raging inside me. And he blasts another great load. When his fit subsides I beg him for one more day. Please, there must be some way? I can and will do anything. Well, there is one thing. Only one thing will keep the crew happy. But you won’t want to do it. I’m sure you’d rather we hang ye. I’m lifted off the cock. The wantons slurp the jism that now leaks freely from me, for my ass is as wide as the sea, so much he’s stretched me, deformed me. There’s a wide open hole at the bottom of me. What is it, I ask him. I want to live. Where there’s life there’s hope. Captain, please. Tell me what you want from me? I might yet be able to let ye live, if we cut that little cock off of ye. And after that you’ll serve as a cock-less, ass slave. You’ll be whore, to act the wanton for me and the crew, and do whatever other whoring might be required. Ladied like that, with that ass as a sweet pussy, you’ll live with the crazy wantons. They’ve got a witches brew they can give to ye. You’ll grow little titties, and that’ll help ye feel like a lady. My friends, noble readers, the thought of having my cock cut off, of living as a pirate’s whore, a wanton—this is not at all what I have in mind. No proper life for a gentleman, or even a commoner. But the alternative? Hanging?