The Captain strode out of his cabin and into the sunlight. His crew shared smirks amongst themselves as he went up to the bow. He did not really need to check on them. After 7 years together, the crew of the Black Rise was a well-run ship, and he did not doubt their loyalty to him. Toad, he picked up after he'd been marooned on an island for stealing from his last captain. Usually, one wouldn't trust such a man, but Toad had been nearly starved and so grateful for the second chance at life that none could doubt it when he made an oath to forever follow the Captain who saved him; and his skill set came in handy more than once. Diego he known since they were young boys. Together they'd gone fallen from the gentry to gathering a crew to be their new family. A long story, but one that tied the men together closer than the knots holding the sails in.
As he looked over the men his thoughts drifted back to his captive. He knew she was worth something; the mention of her in the Captain's log as a 'young mute girl, a passenger to be delivered to the governor of the Stans Isles'. He could guess as to why the governor of the Stan's Isles would be interested in her. He was a man with a reputation, and 3 times widowed. So the decision at hand most certainly was: hold her for ransom, or keep her as a prize away from the governor? His cock immediately twitched at the last thought, and he knew that no part of him wanted to hand over the lovely girl to that monster of the man, when he could both enjoy her himself and hold this win over the governor's head. Her inner fire shone through any disheveled clothing you could place on her and in only a few intimate moments he couldn't get her out of his head. But, she would need to learn her place.
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After the Captain left, Lisa tried to calm herself enough to take stock of her situation. Naked was not good. Naked implied a lot that she wasn't mentally prepared for, she knew this of herself. She was still virginal and fearful of the act. Would he share her amongst the men? Would he keep her to himself? Maybe he wouldn't touch her at all? The last was unlikely, if his little 'game' was any indication. Okay. So then the lesser of two evils that were likely to be her fate would be to be singularly with him, and not to be passed around the crew.
She slouched over and felt herself beginning to give over to despair. So much had happened in such a small space of time that had assaulted her mind and body, and she was exhausted. It did not help that her nipples were achingly taught from their lack of covering. She needed to find a way to clothe herself again. That's it, she resolved, one goal at a time, and the first will be to obtain clothing. While this dress was certainly beyond repair, surely there were spare men's clothes aboard?
Lisa startled when she heard footsteps approaching. She already knew it was the Captain by the sound of his boots on the boards. She hunched in on herself. She needed him to pity her enough to give her clothing.
He walked in on her and stood a moment to take in her image. Tied naked to his bed, on the ground, with her head completely down, she looked so broken already. He knew better. Perhaps the time alone was not a good idea for this one. While most women would be a weeping mess, she had found new resolve. He would have to plan her time more carefully if he were to keep her.
'You don't need to pretend with me, little one. I know you're not nearly broken in yet.' He bent down to whisper in her ear, 'it becomes you so, to be tied naked to my bed, within my reach.'
She knocked her head as hard as she could to the side, trying to hurt him for such remark! The side of her head hit his chin enough to surprise him, but he had moved enough out of the way to avoid any damage she had intended.
"There is my little fire!"
She glared up at him, while he still bent low beside her. He took her collar in hand and roughly tugged her as far as she could reach against the bonds holding her to the bed.
"I will break you, pet. You will learn your place aboard my ship, or you will be cast back from where I plucked you out. After, of course, my men have already enjoyed the delicacies your body has to offer."
There it was again. That threat. She would take death, but she did not want the shame of being passed around the crew first. He noted that her glare lost some of its fire when he threatened to give her to the men. One push at a time to make her his.
"I think we should speak of what your role is, should you wish to avoid such a fate my dear."
With her collar still in hand, he shoved her face down, eliciting a grunt from the girl. Her body was in a painfully awkward position; her arms still secured firmly to the bed, while he pulled her forward.
"You will face the floor like the pet you are unless I speak to you or say otherwise. Nod if you understand."
She didn't move, but her body shook from the strain he was putting on her.
"I can understand if you need help."
He let go of her and she whipped her head up to see what he meant. He had moved away from her towards a cabinet on the far side of the cabin. She looked confusedly at him when she saw the contraption in his hands.
"I'm sure a lady such as yourself has never seen something like this before. Don't worry my little fire, you will have a chance to remove it later on."
This time he sat behind her, on his bed, with her between his legs. She struggled to no avail as he locked one leg over her chest, and another close to her neck. Her head could barely move. She saw metal come in front of her eyes as he lowered the contraption on her head; the short chain before her eyes immediately making her understand it's nefarious purpose. He wasted no time locking the headpiece around her head, and pulling the chain forward until he was happy with the bend of her neck, then locking it to her collar. It was terribly uncomfortable and she could feel a tear threatening to spill at both the strain and the humiliation.
"There now, not so horrible as some of my other toys, but certainly it will help you rethink your stubbornness my dear."
She tried to focus on calming her breathing. Her plan since he'd left the cabin had been completely derailed and she now had the goal of removing this wretched contraption. Why would such a thing exist! For monsters, surely!
She jumped at the softness of his hand as he caressed a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Do not worry, my pet, you may show me this evening, if you are ready to remove it, but for now I do believe a lesson needs to be learned, yes? There is slack enough for you to nod, if you agree."
It was a trap and she knew it. If she agreed then she was giving in, but if she didn't then it meant he would believe she needed more punishment. Sitting naked at his feet, with her head bent low, she decided that she could not win this fight and she swallowed her pride. He grinned widely behind her as she gave the barest of nods.
"Very good, little fire. So you are being given help with your first rule to keep your head down, you may as well learn a second today. Mute as you are, I cannot expect you to call me anything, but I do know that many mute people can sign in order to speak. Do you sign?"
