Previously on "The Pirate's Prize"...
Stowaway Ivy was discovered on a pirate ship, locked up, forced to strip, to dance, almost got raped, took control, inspected the crew's cocks and tied pirate Grunk to a mast...
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"Oh. My. Grunk.", Ivy panted as she entered the captain's cabin. "What a day." She let herself fall down into a big chair, her bare feet landing on the bed.
Grunk looked at her. The big man's wrists were tied together, held up by a rope attached to a ceiling beam. He was still standing, legs spread, his big cock standing out. His eyes were focused on the girl, but they had a dazed look in them, as if he was far away.
"Grunk. I'm talking to you. Are you alright? How are your hands?" Ivy had not forgotten what had happened. Grunk had been tied to the mast for hours. The rest of the crew had followed her orders perfectly, keeping Grunk's cock as hard as a rock, not letting him come. They had actually obeyed her orders.
"They are okay, milady.", Grunk grunted. His voice was thick, like he had trouble speaking.
"I'll take care of that soon.", Ivy said.
"Take your time, milady. I can stand a bit longer. It's worth it."
"Hmm. You've been a good boy. I can't just leave you hanging, though."
"Don't worry about me, milady."
Ivy got up and stepped in front of Grunk. She was a tiny girl compared to the giant pirate, her head reached his chest. She looked up into his eyes. He had a strong, broad face, with a thick, black beard, his long, black hair reaching to his shoulders. Grunk's face was always a little dirty and his smell wasn't exactly fresh either. But right now, after a day's work, the musky man-scent of him was almost too much. Ivy could feel her nipples harden as the scent hit her.
She lifted her hands and placed them on his stomach.
"So big.", she whispered. "So strong. All that raw power."
Her hands explored the huge expanse of his muscular body. The firm, bulging muscles of his torso, his thick, hard thighs. Ivy's small hands barely reached around his waist, her fingers almost touching. Her palms glided over the smooth skin of his cock, making it twitch.
"Milady, I need to come.", Grunk said.
"You will, my darling. I promise you will."
Ivy knelt before him. His cock was right in front of her, hard and ready, glistening with a thin coat of pre-cum. She licked the underside, her tongue running over the throbbing veins, licking up the salty liquid.
Grunk groaned, his massive body shivering. Ivy took a step back and smiled to herself.
"Milady, please.", Grunk grunted.
"Alright, you've been patient. I'll give you what you want. Turn around."
Grunk did as he was told, turning his back to her.
Ivy stepped close and kissed his lower back. Her hands roamed his backside, squeezing his firm buttocks.
"So big...", she whispered. She reached around and wrapped her fingers around his thick, rock-hard cock. Her fingertips barely touched as she squeezed the fat, bulging head.
"And so big.."
"I've never seen such a big, fat cock."
She pressed herself against his body and slowly pumped her hand along his length.
"It's amazing."
She kissed his back, her lips sliding over his warm, sweaty skin, her tongue tasting the salt on his skin.
"Milady, please!", he growled.
Ivy laughed and pulled away. She grabbed a knife, stood on a chair and untied the rope that held his arms up. Then she grabbed his shoulders and tried to turn him around. Grunk, still dazed, turned.
"On the bed. On your back."
The pirate laid down on the bed, hands still bound together, his massive body taking up most of the space.
Ivy stood at the edge of the bed and looked at the man. His muscles, his hard, throbbing cock, the way he looked at her with his intense gaze.
"Now, my big, strong man, how would you like to be inside of me?", she asked.
"Please, milady. Let me fuck you.", he begged.
Ivy crawled onto the bed, her body hovering over his. She reached into her pants and rubbed her pussy.
"You really want to fuck me?"
"Yes, milady. Please!"
"I don't know, you're so big and I'm so small."
"Milady, please..."
"But I'm sure I can find a way to fit this thing inside of me."
Ivy took his cock in her hand and positioned herself above it. Then she lowered her hips and slowly pushed down.
"Oh, fuck.", she moaned as the big, fat, throbbing cock slowly stretched her pussy wide.
"Oh, god."
"Fuck."
Grunk's cock filled her completely, stretching her tight pussy to the limit. Ivy closed her eyes and started to move her hips, grinding her pussy onto his hard, fat cock.
"So fucking good.", she moaned.
"Milady, please..."
"You want to fuck me?"
"Milady, please..."
Ivy grabbed Grunk's bound hands and pinned them to the bed. Then she started riding his cock, sliding up and down, grinding her hips, pushing his cock deeper into her tight pussy.
"Fuck.", she groaned.
"Fuuuck."
"I'm gonna cum."
Grunk groaned as he came inside of her, pumping his cum deep into her pussy.
Ivy collapsed on top of him, breathing heavily. She closed her eyes and smiled. She had come just before him.
"So big."
"That was amazing."
Ivy kissed Grunk's chest, licking his sweaty skin. She was exhausted, but happy. She had never felt so good before.
"We're going to have a lot of fun together, Grunk. We're going to have so much fun."
"We are, milady."
The big pirate looked down at her, his face soft and open.
"But for now, I have other business. A captain cannot show weakness or there will be muntiny. So you may leave."
"Of course, milady."
Grunk got up from the bed. He walked out of the cabin, still naked, his cock dangling between his legs.
"Wait."
Grunk stopped.
"Get someone to untie your hands and then get back to work. And wear this."
Ivy handed him a red bandana.
"So everyone knows you're my man."
"Yes, milady."
Grunk took the red bandana and left the cabin. She slapped his tight ass on the way out. "Off you go. Good boy."
Ivy lay back on the bed and smiled. She had done it. She had conquered the captain and made him her own. The whole ship was hers now. She had won.
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"I am the Queen of the Seas."
Ivy lay in her bed, her heart pounding. The thrill of the conquest had not worn off yet.
"Queen of the Seas..."
Ivy giggled to herself. What a wonderful dream.
"But maybe not quite yet."
She got out of the bed and started to get dressed.
"First, I have a crew to run. And a ship to sail. And a world to conquer."
Ivy opened the cabin door and walked out onto the deck. The sun was setting and the sky was orange. The ship was quiet and the crew was at their stations. Some of them took off their hats for her, others looked away. It couldn't be that easy, could it? Surely, they were not that meek? Best check.
"All hands on deck please, Mister Bracegirdle", she said decisively to the portly man at the steering wheel.
"Aye, captain." He rang a bell and his voice bellowed: "Aaaall haaands ooon deeeck!"
Within minutes, the entire crew was assembled on the main deck. There were men from all walks of life, young and old, black and white, big and small, some with scars and tattoos, others clean and well groomed.
"Gentlemen. I am Captain Ivy."
The crew looked at her with curiosity, some with admiration, some with scorn.
"I am here to tell you that this ship is now mine."
There were murmurs in the crowd. Some men looked angry, others seemed indifferent.
"Now, I know some of you may not agree with this. But that's too bad. Because it's happening. So, if you want to leave, now is the time to raise your hand. You can disembark at the next port and expect your fair share of the spoils. I will not force you to stay."
Ivy paused, letting her words sink in. The men shuffled nervously. No one spoke.
"Good. Now, if you stay, I will expect you to obey my orders. And I will expect you to be loyal to me. I will not tolerate mutiny. If any of you have a problem with that, you may also raise your hand. And I will personally see you off this ship. Understood?"
Ivy scanned the faces in the crowd. No one raised a hand.
"Grunk here has proven his loyalty to me, as you can tell from the red bandana he is wearing. I expect you all to earn your red bandana. Any sailor still finding himself without bandana when we reach Blackrabbit will be thrown overboard. Is that clear?"
The crowd murmured in agreement.
"Very good. Now, let's get back to work."
As the crew dispersed, Ivy felt a wave of relief wash over her. She had done it.
"Mister Bracegirdle, find that wretched uncle of mine and bring him to me. And set course for Alderblast. We'll pick up some provisions there."
"Yes, captain."
As the plump man hurried off, Ivy took a deep breath and looked out over the sea.
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"Captain. Your uncle."
Ivy's eyes widened at the sight of her uncle, tied up and gagged.
"Ah. Thank you, Mister Bracegirdle."
Ivy studied the brooding man. When she was younger he was a man she had admired, an example to follow. No longer. How he had fallen.
"What shall I do with you, Uncle? Hmm? Care to walk the plank?"
The man shook his head and tried to speak, but his words were muffled by the gag.
"What's that? You still don't regret raping your little niece? Well, we'll have to force some loyalty into you then."
Ivy motioned to Grunk and two more pirates. "Take him below. I want him tied up and gagged at all times. Feed him once a day. I'll deal with him later. He'll probably be a lot more obedient after a week or so. But first, we'll have some fun."
"Fun, captain?"
"Aye. Tell the crew there's a wrestling match in an hour. Everyone's welcome. Winner gets a night with me."
"Aye, captain."
Ivy smiled. Oh yes, it was going to be a good day.
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"You're a dirty girl, aren't you, Captain Ivy?"
The voice came from the darkest corner of the captain's cabin. Ivy spun around.
"Show yourself.", she commanded.
"As you wish."
