Duchess Careena Galin reclined on a soft feather bed with clean sheets for the first time in three days. The sweaty man grunting on top of her wasn't allowing her any sleep though. Not that she was complaining. Her legs were wrapped around the man's hips and she lifted her pelvis to meet each of his thrusts and whispered exhortations in his ear to fuck her harder.
The man was a merchant; she couldn't remember his name and didn't care. Her services had been offered to him for an hour in exchange for an inflated price on goods Captain Diedmon was selling and the promise of a future deal on the captain's return north. The merchant was risking little; he could pass the cost on to his customers. His wife and children were off visiting relatives so he had jumped at the chance and brought her back to his own home.
This was actually the third time her services had been part of a deal that day. The first two had only warranted a few minutes time with her and the men had simply bent her over in the backrooms of their stores and fucked her quickly. Both were too fast to get her off and she had been extra horny when this third man had given the captain a deal good enough for an hour. By the time they had reached his home she thought she would go mad with desire.
She was so close now, to reaching that ultimate enjoyment as the merchant pounded away at her burning cunt. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" she chanted over and over into the man's ear with quiet intensity. She needed him to last a bit longer and she would be there. Her nails bit into his skin as she held him close.
He wasn't the best lover she'd ever had, that distinction belonged to her husband, but he was adequate to the task and moments later she was clawing the man's back as she exploded in orgasm. He ceased moving while she came, enjoying the sensation of the convulsing cunt along the length of his rod. It took a few moments for her to come down, but as soon as her body stilled, except for her exhausted panting, the man resumed hunching his loins against hers.
Her clit was very sensitive, and it was almost painful as his cock raked against it, but she thought she might have another before his hour was up. The man started pummeling in harder and his cock was making a wet slurping noise as it pistoned in and out. She could feel the moisture from her orgasm trickling between her butt cheeks as he fucked her. She knew he probably wasn't getting much friction from her now sloppy cunt.
She tightened her cunt muscles as he pounded into her and was rewarded with gasps and groans from the man on top of her. She was pleased to find it added to her enjoyment too. "Oh gods!" the man cried. "You're the best...the best fuck...I've ever had." He tensed up and jerked as she felt his cock pulse and spew its contents into her. The expression of ecstasy on the man's face was enough to push her over the edge again too.
There was still some time left, so after they both calmed down the man suggested they bathe together. Having been nearly a week since she had her last one, and considering all the sex she'd had since then, she readily agreed. While they were in the bath he washed her body, reveling in the softness of her skin.
Careena had to keep herself from laughing while the merchant praised her, and told her he was going Captain Diedmon a large sum of money to buy her. He said he wished to keep her and that he would leave his wife and children and marry her. She had no doubt the merchant was being serious, but looking around his home and from what she had seen of his business, she knew he didn't have anywhere near the amount the captain was going to receive from whoever was retrieving her in Coderra. She didn't was to hurt his feelings so she merely nodded and smiled when as he spoke.
Soon he was escorting her back through town to the captain. She was a wearing a makeshift outfit the captain had given her when they arrived at port so that she could walk through the city. It was a heavy sheet that had a hole for her head cut in the middle of it that was draped over her and tied at the waist to hold it in place.
He did make the captain a sincere offer, but the captain laughed in his face and said he wouldn't break the contract he already had for ten times that amount. Dejected, but understanding the merchant left and never glanced back. Careena felt sorry for him but told herself that he was better off staying with his wife and raising his children.
"I didn't do as well as when you were with me lass, but I've finished selling all that I wanted and bought a fair amount too," the captain told her after the merchant left. "Thanks to you, this was my most profitable visit to this blasted port ever!"
Captain Diedmon was in a good mood, even while he was paying the sailors their wages which usually made him scowl. He had made a lot of extra money and it had cost him nothing. He also suspected he would be getting a lot of the wages back from the crew for the use of his slave.
Careena noticed several of the sailors whispering to one another after they had received their pay. A few glances were thrown her direction and a shiver of excitement coursed down her spine because she knew they were discussing her. Finally Kieran, who she had learned was the first mate, had a discussion with the captain. She saw the captain shake his head negatively a couple times and Kieran appeared to be reassuring him. Finally some sort of agreement was struck and the captain came stalking over to her.
"The lads are smarter than I give them credit for," he muttered. "They've pooled their money and paid for your services for the entire night. I hadn't expected that." He shook his head smiling. "I should have set the price per fuck, not per hour. I've made them promise not to hurt you; no hitting, scratching, or biting. I'm not sure what you're in for, but these boys can get some crazy ideas. If anyone hurts or damages you in any way that could affect the price your buyer is willing to pay, you come running to me, understand?"
"I understand, Master," she responded with a slight bow. Her stomach was crawling with nervous excitement.
"Come on," he commanded, "I want to get a fuck before these jackals get hold of ya." She was walking in front of him as they headed for his cabin and he had an excellent view of her plush bottom. He had earlier decided he didn't want to take her there because he'd had enough ass from Jaco, but as he watched the twin globes slide against each other as she walked he changed his mind. His sailors would probably fuck her ass that night and he was determined to have it first.
Once in his room he had her get on her knees and fished out his cock. "Better get it nice and wet lass, because it's going up your ass," he told her.
Careena shivered at the captain's words. She enjoyed anal sex when she was in the mood, but knew that the sailors would take her there whether she was ready for it or not. The captain's cock could help open the way for what was to come later, as well as give her a pleasurable experience.
She leaned forward and took Captain Diedmon's cock into her mouth. She wanted to get his cock nice and wet, but not excite him too much. She wanted a nice, long ass fuck before she was handed over to the sailors for their pleasure.
