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>Subject: Blackbeard's Captive
>Date: Fri, 20 Jul 2001 10:34:12 -0400
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>Blackbeard's Captive
>copyright 2001 by Stormbringer
>Stormbringer_stories@hotmail.com
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>"Animals, filthy animals," screamed Lady Wordsworth.
>
>A sailor peered into the cabin behind her and laughed. "Your negro buck 
>sure knows how to treat a woman." The midshipman caught himself and touched 
>his hat. "Beggin your Ladyship's pardon."
>
>"My god they're animals," said Lady Wordsworth. "Make them stop before he 
>impregates her.
>
>Betty her negro servant had been thrashing about in ecstacy until the Lady 
>had returned early from having dinner with the captain. She was crying now 
>that she was caught. Moby, her male slave just kept on thrusting his hips 
>though he looked scared. He struggled and bellowed when the sailor pulled 
>him off the negress.
>
>"Dear god, they're simply not human beings," said Lady Wordsworth looking 
>at Moby's massive penis. It was well nigh two hands long and as thick as a 
>belaying pin. The negro buck's penis was dark black and so swollen it 
>looked like it was about to burst. It glistened in the sunlight coming in 
>from the door. Her buck moaned in frustration. He had been close, very 
>close.
>
>"What do I do with him Lady?" asked the sailor.
>
>"Just get him out of my sight for now." Elizabeth Wordsworth sat down in a 
>chair. She felt flushed and the Caribbean heat was getting to her. "Betty 
>why?"
>
>"I'm sorry Miss 'lizabeth. I jus can't say no." Her slave was pulling her 
>dress back on.
>
>"You filthy slut. I'll have him whipped and if I catch you fornicatin 
>again, you'll feel the lash too. Now leave me alone."
>
>Betty scrambled out of the cabin as Eizabeth walked over to her cot to lay 
>down. She couldn't shake the image of the negro's erect penis from her 
>mind. It was so much bigger then her husband's. Longer, thicker, and harder 
>then she had ever seen the Lord Wordsworth's penis.
>
>********************
>
>Moby held his head high as the sailors pulled the ropes, leaving him spread 
>eagled on the deck. He had been stripped down to a loin cloth and the head 
>of his obscene penis could be seen dangling down past the cloth. A big, 
>ugly, gap toothed sailor tested the lash before bringing it down hard 
>across Moby's back.
>
>The sailors cheered as the first red stripe appeared on the negro's back. 
>Discipline was tough on his Britannic majesty's ships and the crew was glad 
>to see someone else feeling the lash for a change. Captain Hanson stood on 
>the upper deck with his hands clasped behind his back. His face showed no 
>expression as he watched the lash come down again. Lady Wordsworth stood 
>silently by his side. Moby didn't cry out until the tenth lash. By then his 
>back was a bloody, lacerated mess.
>
>"Shall we continue Lady?" asked the Captain.
>
>Lady Wordsworth grimaced. She hadn't realized it was this bloody. Moby was 
>a proud buck and this wasn't the first time he had been caught fornicatin. 
>In fact, several female slaves claimed he had fathered their children. Moby 
>had been beaten before, but apparently disciplining him never took. "Yes 
>Captain," she said. "Give him all twenty."
>
>Moby passed out after three more. By then the sailors had quit cheering. 
>The black man's will power impressed even the hard crew. The gap-toothed 
>sailor was a cruel man and never slackened off on his lashing until the 
>final blow had been struck. Two sailors cut Moby down and dragged him 
>across the deck.
>
>The beaten slave came too and looked up just as he passed Lady Wordsworth. 
>"Moby why?" she asked.
>
>"I needs to cum," he hissed as the sailors carried him off to the ship's 
>doctor.
>
>********************
>
>The ship had to shelter in Bermuda for a few days waiting for a squall to 
>blow over. A week after Mody's whipping, the ship was nearing the Carolina 
>coast in route for Charles' Towne, when the lookout yelled. "Sail ho."
>
>Lady Wordsworth happened to be by Captain Hanson when the ships were 
>spotted. She walked over as he pulled out a spyglass. "Three of them," 
>mumbled the captain. "It's a small flotilla."
>
>"More of the king's own, Captain?" asked Elizabeth.
>
>"Most likely Lady." The Captain put his scope away and ignored the ships 
>for the time being. England was at peace for once and it was unlikely 
>pirates would be this close to Charles' towne. Still, the captain checked 
>the wind in case they needed to run. The ship was only a merchantman of 
>twelve guns and carried a small contingent of marines at the request of 
>Lord Wordsworth as they transported his wife from his estates in the Virgin 
>Islands.
>
>The captain was watching the men go about their business when the lookout 
>called down that the ships were headed their way. Captain Hanson pulled his 
>telescope back out and turned it on the ships.
>
>"I'd guess about forty guns," muttered the captain about the larger ship. 
>The ship ran up it's flag and Hansen turned the telescope on it. The flag 
>was black and bore a skeletal figure carrying a red hourglass in one hand 
>and a spear in the other. "Pirates," yelled the captain, "bring her about, 
>full canvas."
>
>The sailors went into a frenzy as they ran up all the sails, but even Lady 
>Wordsworth could tell the larger pirate ship would catch them. The wind was 
>behind it and it had already closed to within three miles.
>
>"Mr Burke," said the captain to the nearest midshipman, "show Lady 
>Wordsworth below and clear the decks for action."
>
>"Clear the decks for action," yelled Burke. The crew began throwing buckets 
>of sand on the decks and rolling out casks of gunpowder.
>
>Elizabeth was lead to a spot below decks with Betty and Moby. It was under 
>the waterline and considered safe during action. Elizabeth hated not 
>knowing what was going on above decks. The three had sat in semi-darkness 
>for what felt like hours when she heard the cannons roar. The ship tilted 
>to the right as it fired at the pirate. The pirate answered back and the 
>ship jerked as dozens of cannon opened fire on it. Lady Wordsworth 
>shuddered along with the ship and the sounds of screams drifted down from 
>above decks.
>
>The ship groaned and something scraped the sides. Elizabeth couldn't take 
>it any more. She had to know what was going on above deck. "Moby, get up 
>there and have a look around, then come back and tell me what's going on." 
>Moby looked at her like she was crazy, but remembered the beating he had 
>received. The big slave stood up, crouching in the confined space and left 
>the room.
>
>********************
>
>Moby walked up on deck and into a battle. The first thing he saw was the 
>white devil himself. The man was dueling with the chief of the ship. His 
>face was covered in dark black hair and the smoke of hell rose from his 
>beard. The second thing he saw was the mean gap-toothed sailor that had 
>whipped him. The man was nearby clutching a wound in his thigh that was 
>spurting blood. The man saw Moby and handed him a cutlass off a dead 
>pirate. "Here ya go, ya dumb negro buck. We needs help fightin. It's every 
>man for hisself."
>
>The sailor seemed surprised when the dumb look left the slave's face to be 
>replaced by a cunning look of fury. The slave reversed the blade and the 
>last thing the sailor felt was cold steel ripping up through his belly.
>
>Moby stood up tall feeling like a true man for the first time in years. The 
>other ship had drifted apart from his own and he could see it crammed full 
>of pirates waiting to get onto his ship. The chief appeared to be getting 
>the best of the devil and Moby quickly made up his mind who he would help.
>
>Captain Hanson's back was to Moby as the slave slowly moved through the 
>melee towards him, cutlass raised.
>
>********************
>
>Elizabeth and Betty screamed as the evil looking men entered the hold. They 
>grabbed the two women and hauled them on deck. The ship had been taken.
>
>Elizabeth was dragged before a foppish looking dandy who didn't fit in well 
>amongst the pirates. She addressed him as if he were the leader. "Captain, 
>I am the wife of the Lord Wordsworth. I trust we'll be treated with the 
>respect do my station."
>
>"He ain't in charge here Lady. I am," said a voice behind her.
>
>Elizabeth turned and stared into the face of pure evil. Smoke arose from 
>slow burning matches tied to his large black beard. His face was frozen in 
>a perpetual scowl. The man wore a brace of pistols across his chest and she 
>could smell the sulfur from where he had fired them. "I'm sure my husband 
>will pay a large ransom, Captain..."
>
>"Blackbeard. I appear to have all the loot I need at the moment from this 
>fine ship Lady, but my men do need female companionship."
>
>"Then take my mulatto slave here," said Elizabeth. "She enjoys fornicatin. 
>I'm sure you wouldn't mistreat a Lady, Captain."
>
>"Lets discuss this furthur in my cabin my Lady," said Blackbeard bowing to 
>her. He turned to the fop. "Stede, take command of this ship. Lady 
>Wordsworth and I will be going back to the 'Revenge. Tell the men they may 
>use the slave bitch." Blackbeard stuck out his arm and Elizabeth took it as 
>two pirates grabbed Betty.
>
>"Mrs 'lizabeth," cried Betty as the pirates led her off.
>
>********************
>
>Elizabeth sat straight in a chair in Blackbeard's cabin waiting for the 
>captain to return from issuing orders. The room was well decorated with the 
>loot of many nations and it was lit by a single lamp. The door swung open 
>and Blackbeard entered the cabin. "Well Lady Wordsworth, I've taken your 
>request into consideration and decided that my men need relief more then I 
>need gold. They're lusty men Lady. I'm afraid of what they might do if they 
>don't get any women soon."
>
>Elizabeth turned pale. "Surely you can't be serious. My husband will see 
>you hanged if they harm me."
>
>"I'll be hung no matter what I do to you Lady. There is one alternative 
>though."
>
>Elizabeth breathed a sigh of relief. "Anything Captain."
>
>"As Captain, I'm entitled to selecting a woman prisoner as my share of the 
>prize, but I'm not about to give up all the gold I'm due from this fat 
>merchantman."
>
>"Captain, I can tell you are a gentleman. You must protect me."
>
>"Your ship was worth a lot of loot Lady. "You're going to have to make it 
>worth my while."
>
>"What do you mean?"
>
>"I'm a lusty man myself Lady."
>
>Elizabeth's eyes went wide as she realized what he was talking about. "Your 
>not suggesting..."
>
>"I am indeed. You give your body willingly to me or I give you to the crew. 
>I'l release you in Charles' Towne. Your husband need never know."
>
>"You're mad, you're a scoundrel. I could never..."
>
>"It's your decision Lady Wordsworth, but I beg you consider it well. Let me 
>show you something." Blackbeard walked over to the door of his cabin and 
>opened it. Elizabeth stood and followed him. Through the door she could see 
>several dirty, ugly men standing around passing one of her bottles of wine 
>back and forth. They stared at her, their eyes roaming down her body. 
>Elizabeth was a busty, but thin woman. Plump, healthy women were considered 
>attractive, but Elizabeth couldn't seem to gain weight. Still, the men were 
>eyeing her like they could see through her dress and liked what they saw. 
>Beyond them was what really made up her mind for her. Betty was dancing 
>naked before a small group of men. As Elizabeth watched, a pirate pulled 
>out his penis and Betty fell to her knees, taking the man in her mouth. Her 
>slave was smiling as she performed this particular perversion. Elizabeth 
>looked at the mixed crew. There were negroes, indians, and even what could 
>only have been a Chinaman amongst them. "It's them or me Lady," said 
>Blackbeard.
>
>The Lady Elizabeth Wordsworth gulped and said, "what do you want me to do?"
>
>"I need to get back up on deck, so to start, you could just give me a good 
>cock-suckin.
>
>"What do you mean?"
>
>"Put your mouth around my cock and suck on it," said Blackbeard pointing 
>towards his crotch. Elizabeth's eyes opened wide in horror as she realized 
>he wanted her to do what her slave girl was doing to the pirate on deck. 
>Blackbeard began untying his britches. "Kneel before me," ordered the 
>pirate Captain.
>
>Elizabeth felt she was in a living nightmare as she fell to her knees 
>before the ugly pirate. Her only solace was in the fact that doing this 
>would protect her virtue a little longer. Lord Wordsworth would need days 
>to recover after orgasming and Blackeard couldn't be any better..
>
>"Take it out," said Blackbeard.
>
>Elizabeth's hand was shaking as she reached out and grabbed the waist of 
>Blackbeard's breeches. She pulled it out then down. The pirate's hairy 
>belly revealed itself, then his equally hairy crotch which resembled his 
>beard only in miniature. She frowned as the thick root of his
>manhood appeared and continued to appear as she pulled the breeches furthur 
>down. The thick root swelled up until it was crisscrossed with huge puffy 
>veins and his rod was straining against the breeches as it tried to rise. 
>Finally, Elizabeth freed the head and Blackbeard's large penis shot upwards 
>to hover menacingly before her mouth.
>
>Elizabeth stared crosseyed down the long shaft. The head had emerged from 
>his foreskin. It seemed to be at least half the size of her fist and the 
>shaft was as big as her wrist. It was probably twice the size of her 
>husband's, but still about a finger's length shorter then Moby's monster 
>cock had been.
>
>"Impressed my Lady?" asked Blackbeard.
>
>Elizabeth didn't dignify his question with an answer, but a chill traveled 
>up her spine and the area between her legs suddenly seemed wet and clammy 
>with fear. "What do I do?" she asked.
>
>"First, kiss all over it."
>
>Elizabeth leaned forrward and kissed the angry red cock of the devil 
>himself. She shivered from the chill again and felt her large nipples 
>hardening underneath her bodice. After the first kiss, the rest was easier. 
>She kissed all around the pump head and then down the shaft. The pirate 
>even assisted her, lifting his cock up so that she could kiss the underside 
>and shoving his hairy ball sack against her lips until she kissed that too.
>
>"Now lick it with your tongue."
>
>Elizabeth stuck out her tongue and ran it up Blackbeard's shaft to the tip, 
>then around his cock-head. She pulled back his foreskin and licked the 
>large ridge, then up across the pee-slit.
>
>"Take it in your mouth."
>
>Elizabeth parted her lips and pushed his cock-head into her mouth. She 
>continued to run her tongue around the tip, hoping it would be enough, but 
>Blackbead wasn't satisfied. He grabbed the back of her head and forced his 
>cock into her throat until she was forced to breath through her nose or gag 
>to death. She got over the initial fear of choking and soon her throat 
>learned to accomodate him as he began pumping his cock into her mouth.
>
>The clammy feeling between her thighs was worse then ever and the whole 
>area felt positively soaked with perspiration. Plus, she felt an itch 
>growing deep within her womanhood. There was something primal about 
>kneeling before an endowed dominant male that she had never felt before. 
>Taking the thick, long shaft, feeling the pulsing veins and its hardness 
>gave her a greater appreciation for Blackbeard's cock. It was truly a 
>magnificent specimen of a male sex organ. Elizabeth wasn't quite willing to 
>admit it, but she enjoyed worshipping the pirate's massive cock with her 
>mouth and she realized the moisture on her thighs was from her body 
>responding to the lewd act she was performing.
>After many minutes, Blackbeard's cock seemed to swell as he pumped it back 
>and forth into her mouth. The head grew so much, she feared it would wedge 
>in her throat and choke her to death. Then, with little warning, his cock 
>jerked and a large wad of his seed slid down her throat. Blackbeard pulled 
>back so that his next wad filled her mouth and she quickly swallowed that 
>to keep from choking. He pulled his cock out entirely and shot one last wad 
>across her face. When he was done cumming, Blackbeard wiped his rapidly 
>shrinking cock across her face and stuffed it back into his breeches. "I'll 
>be back shortly," he said. "Remove your clothes and wait on the cot.
>
>Elizabeth remained on her knees as the pirate captain left the cabin. The 
>man was evil, ugly, and the devil made flesh, but she had enjoyed being 
>dominated by him. She flushed with shame at what had just happened.
>
>Elizabeth stood and began the long process of removing her dress. Usually, 
>she had Betty to help her, but her slave girl was out serving the needs of 
>the crew so that her mistress wouldn't have to. Elizabeth blushed again as 
>her body slowly revealed itself. There was no hiding the tell-tale signs of 
>arousal on her body. Her skin was flushed and her nipples were as swollen 
>and red as Blackbeard's cock. They were sore as her dress scraped across 
>them. The area between her thighs was soaked and radiated warmth through 
>her body.
>
>Elizabeth had never been this exposed before. Fornicatin with her husband 
>consisted of raising her night clothes around her waist while he mounted 
>her in the dark. She blew out the lantern before loosening her long, curly 
>brown hair until it cascaded down her back and then she laid down on the 
>cot.
>
>Elizabeth was a very attractive woman and she often turned heads, though 
>healthy, plumper women were considered the pinacle of beauty at the time. 
>Sex for her had never been enjoyable and thankfully the Lord Wordsworth 
>didn't want it all that often. As she waited on the cot through several 
>bells, she found herself anticipating Blackbeard's return. Her arousal 
>never diminished, instead it grew worse and Elizabeth moaned as she placed 
>her hands between her legs to cap the flow of juices.
>
>The cabin door flung open and she could see Blackbeard's silouhette against 
>the moonlight. Then the door closed as they were plunged back into 
>darkness. "Are you ready?" asked Blackbeard and she heard him stripping off 
>his clothes.
>
>"Yes Captain," she replied.
>
>Elizabeth felt Blackbeard climb on the cot between her legs and one meaty 
>finger probed her crotch. Finding her soaked, he wasted no time in pulling 
>her legs apart and placing the head of his mighty cock against her 
>womanhood.
>
>Blackbeard hooked his arms under her knees and thrust forward slowly. 
>Elizabeth moaned as she opened for the big cockhead and then closed as it 
>entered her. He worked it in and out a little, pushing more in as her 
>juices lubricated the shaft. Her vagina stretched wide as the thick part 
>under his cockhead entered her. "Your too big," she cried struggling as 
>Blackbeard's cock pushed deeper then her husband had ever been. Blackbeard 
>held her legs tightly as she struggled, pushing more in. It seemed a lot 
>bigger then it had in her throat, but her vagina was lubricating and 
>stretching out to accommodate it. Soon, the shaft was stimulating areas 
>that had never been reached before and Elizabeth moaned with pleasure as 
>her body began responding to the large invader.
>
>Elizabeth'e eyes opened wide with disbelief as her crotch seemed to explode 
>with a fury that rocked her whole body with pleasure. She had never felt 
>anything like it before.
>
>"Tell me you love my cock," said Blackbeard's disembodied voice.
>
>"I-I love it," said Elizabeth. "I love your big cock. I've never felt 
>anything like this."
>
>"You've never been fucked like this. Beg me to fuck you."
>
>"Oh Captain, fuck me. Fuck me with your big cock. I've never felt anything 
>so good. It's happening again. I feel like I'm going to explode."
>
>Blackbeard leaned forward crushng her beneath his body and her feeling of 
>pleasure grew as she was engulfed by his weight. He kissed her, not like a 
>gentleman, but like an animal shoving his tongue deep into her mouth until 
>she tongued him back. His smooth chin ran across her cheek as he kissed 
>her. Smooth chin? "Captain where's your beard?"
>
>Blackbeard chuckled and lit a match. He was sitting beside the bed still 
>dressed. He lit the lantern and the room filled with light.
>
>"No, dear god no, oh yeeesss it's cumming," cried Elizabeth as it was too 
>late to stop the huge orgasm despite her horror at seeing Moby's black face 
>above her. She screamed in pleasure, wrapping her legs around Moby's 
>thrusting hips, seeing him wince as her nails dug into his scarred back.
>
>"I told you bitch, I needs to cum," he growled and cum he did. Moby's 
>massive cock sent what felt like a pail full of sperm deep into her womb 
>prolonging her orgasm until it was almost unbearable and she fainted as her 
>body writhed in pleasure beneath her former slaves.
>
>When Elizabeth awoke, she was still covered by her muscular slave, who 
>incredibly, was still hard. He began slowly thrusting his hips and her body 
>began to immediately respond, her own hips rising to meet his thrusts.
>
>"Mobutu here saved my life Lady," said Blackbeard. The pirate stood beside 
>the cot now naked. His large cock was hard and rampant beneath his hairy 
>body. "I offered him a reward and all he wanted was to be the first to turn 
>you into a whore. Turn her over Mobutu."
>
>Moby, now Mobutu grinned at her evily and rolled her over so that she was 
>astride him, impaled by his big cock. Blackbeard crawled on the bed behind 
>her and she felt him pulling apart the cheeks of her rear. Blackbeard 
>placed the head of his cock against her anus and pushed. Elizabeth cried 
>out in pain, but Blackbeard had coated his cock with honey and he pushed it 
>deep into her ass.
>
>Soon, she grew used to feeling both cocks inside her and Elizabeth's body 
>began to respond again. She fucked them back, cumming again and again as 
>their cocks slid back and forth deep inside her.
>The two men fucked her like that for a long time before filling her up with 
>more sperm.
>
>Towards dawn, Moby made her suck him off and she attacked his huge black 
>cock with a newfound enthusiasm, eagerly swallowing his huge load of cum.
>
>"What now?" she asked, licking sperm of her lips.
>
>Blackbeard picked her naked body up in his arms and she giggled with 
>delight. "Why Lady Wordsworth, you're just getting started." Blackbeard 
>carried her to his cabin door and set her down. He shoved her nude body out 
>onto the deck. Elizabeth looked at Blackbeard's face as she heard his crew 
>cheer behind her. "But you said, you wouldn't give me to the crew."
>
>"I lied," said Blackbeard slamming his door shut.
>
>THE END
>


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