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The year was 1888. My name was Sebastian but I was now called Sissy since I was taken a slave. My father’s merchant ship was captured and sunk by the pirate crew of the Black Bess. I alone was saved for Captain Booth’s pleasure. He was an escaped convict from the prison island of Australia. He was a huge beast of a black man, dark ebony skin stretched tight over enormous muscles that bulged everywhere. He towered over every other man I have ever seen and he was not a kind man at any time. He had his way, all the time. For me Captain Booth had chosen the path of the fuck toy. I was to be dressed at all times in what he had picked out for me to wear. These were the finest feminine garments in the world, the riches of the many ships he had plundered. I dressed in the most beautiful dresses and lingerie the world had to offer. Captain Booth’s favorite was a blue and lavender dress with white lace trim with a pearl-white corset with garters that hooked to my sheer stockings underneath. I always had to wear at least two-inch high heels yet I still had to stretch up on my tiptoes to kiss my captor. I had makeup that I wore to make myself even prettier. I had some perfumes that I dabbed about my body to drive my master wild with lust and I kept myself clean and Beşevler escort Bayan ready for my master’s fingers, tongue and cock. I also had some erotic oil that I used inside me that served as a lubricant, masked unpleasant odors and also heated up my rectum with an aching burn, making me crazy for cock. I also made sure my own tiny cock was tied up and out of the way, as Captain Booth did not like it and had threatened to remove it numerous times. Captain Booth had been away on one of his lieutenant’s ships, the Sabre, for several weeks plundering the high seas. After months of this he finally made his way back to the Black Bess. I heard the shouts of the crewmen that he was back and knew I only had a few minutes before he would be inside me. I quickly removed my gown so I was down to just my corset and stockings and added a light squirt of pleasure oil, then went to stand near his bed to await his arrival. After boarding, he shouted a few quick orders to his first mate, a huge African named Mumbaso. Then the door to his cabin opened and my lover was back. He saw me, framed against the windows of his cabin in the moonlight, with nothing on but my pretty lingerie and he growled. He was on me in two strides Çankaya escort and grabbed me into his massive arms to roughly plant his mouth over mine. His tongue drilled into my mouth, to the back of my throat and I was suddenly overcome by his overpowering scent. The smell of his manliness weakened my knees and I collapsed into his embrace. His fingers found my pussy and he pushed his probing digits inside me, even as we kissed. He picked me up effortlessly and threw me upon his bunk. He was removing his shirt as I caught site of his throbbing erection and gasped. Although I had had the captain inside me many times before, I never ceased to be amazed at the length and girth of his impressive cock, especially in light of how horny I was and how long it had been since our last time together. In seconds his clothes were removed and he was back on top of me, crushing me between his muscled body and the mattress. His hands ran up and down my legs and I knew from his response that he found my choice of my silkiest silk stockings perfect. I moaned into his mouth as he continued his forceful kissing. Captain Booth normally enjoys eating my pussy for a while before he takes me, but I could tell that this time there would be little Cebeci Escort foreplay. He hooked my knees up over his shoulders, exposing my hungry hole. With one mighty thrust he was in me to the hilt and I felt my insides trying to adjust. I put my hands on his chiseled, tattooed chest and he settled into his fuck. I stared up at my lover as he closed his eyes, threw his head back and hammer-fucked me, desperate with need after weeks of absence. I started to cry out in short, high-pitched squeals, begging for my master to fuck me harder as I buried my finely manicured fingernails into the muscles of his back and wrapped my thighs around his hips. His big rough hands alternated between cupping my round buttocks and running up and down my stocking-clad thighs and calves, all the while continuing his reckless, forceful attack into my tight boy pussy. My own cock was pressed between our bodies, the friction building a pressure in my balls. It was impossible to ignore even with my prick tied with a silk ribbon. I was going to explode. I became acutely aware that my tiny nipples, having been released from my corset, were rock hard as well and were rubbing against Booth’s hard muscle-bound chest every time he thrust into me. The arousal proved too much for my 18-year old body and I came hard. My cum splashed upon my tummy and splattered Booth’s already sweat-soaked torso.I screamed out in pleasure, digging my nails deeper into his muscled back. At the same time my hole clamped down on the captain’s powerful cock, trying to milk the spunk from his balls.

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