Page 54 of Paid to the Pirate

“Like this,” he rasped, hoarse, eyeing my torn dress. “I want you like this as you please me. Half-exposed, ready to be ravished.”

“What do you mean,please you?”I asked.

“I paid for a whore and I expected to be serviced by one,” he said, stroking my face with the backs of his knuckles.

“Kneel, Lady Charlotte. Like you’re praying to your beloved God. But God can’t hear prayers in this den of sin so you will pray to me. Use those plump lips and that little pink tongue to beseech me. And if you pray hard enough, I just might show you mercy and untie your hands.”

My eyes widened.

“Ah, so you know.”

“I worked in a tavern,” I snapped. “I’ve heard drunken men talk. Of course I know.”

“And isn’t it time you repaid me with the same act I’ve performed upon you?” he taunted, reminding me of the pleasure his mouth brought me between my legs.

I gave Colt a sly smirk. “Why, yes, I think it is.” Furrowing my brow as if pretending to think back upon it, I said, “If I remember correctly, the tortuous delay of gratification could certainly use repayment.”

Colt waved a frustrated hand. “I meant the completion of the act, not the teasing,” he growled.

Despite my fear, I laughed. I was still laughing when Colt pushed down his breeches and grabbed my jaw -- not hard enough to hurt, but enough to command my attention. His other hand pressed my shoulders, forcing me to my knees.

“You’re going to take my whole cock in your mouth. I don’t care if it hurts. It will hurt less than if I stick it in any of your other holes, keep that in mind.” As Colt spoke he stroked his large, thick member in his hand, mesmerizing me. I couldn’t tear my eyes from the vulgar act. “And when I come, you’re going to swallow every salty drop down your virgin throat.”

Shocked and aroused, I stared up at Colt with an increasingly dry mouth. Lewd fascination at his profane words and perverse pumping riveted me.

“And after that, I want you to thank me for my seed. If you don’t, we’ll do it all over again until you learn gratitude. Are you clear on the instructions, my pretty little whore?”

“I - I’m clear.” I licked my lips and swallowed a few times. A dry mouth wasn’t going to help in what he’d ordered me to do. “If I do this, will you untie me and bring me back to the ship?”

“Aye,” he agreed, boldly stroking his massive erection mere inches from my lips. “Lick me, first. Get it good and wet with your tongue.”

The combination of arousal and fear was so potent within me, I nearly swooned. Tentatively, I reached out my tongue and gave his cock a few flecks.

Colt groaned. “From the base,” he commanded. “Lick from the base to the tip.”

Unsure, I placed the flat of my tongue on the base of his cock and gave a long lick upward.

Colt threw back his head and groaned again, eyes closed.

How much power I have over him,I thought.Just from my tongue.

I might have… liked it. Encouraged, I licked some more. There was a slightly manly, musky scent to Colt, but it wasn’t unclean or unpleasant.

“Take me in your mouth,” Colt commanded, working just the tip inside.

I sucked a little, marveling at the lewd act of having his cock inside my mouth.

“You don’t have much leverage with your hands restrained,” Colt panted, above me. His hands found the back of my head and the hair on my neck rose in nervous anticipation. “I’m going to have to fuck your mouth, I’m afraid. Now open wide and relax your throat.”

Dear God, did other men talk like this?

I did as I was told and Colt rammed his cock to the hilt inside me. Instant tears sprang as I gagged. I thrashed, struggling to push him out, but my hands were tied.

“Easy, girl, easy,” Colt said, withdrawing slightly. I fought to catch my breath.

“Again,” he warned. “Breathe through your nose.”

I had no choice but to accept his intruding erection as he shoved it past my limits once more. This time, he kept it there while I flailed and whined in panic.

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