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Thread: The Captain(ess)'s Girl {skeith & Fate}

Really, Jackson should just shoot her and get it over with. Probably be less trouble in the long run, definitely save the captain some headache. As it was, he walked over to the table, again lifting a small glass of brandy. He drummed his fingers along the edge of the glass, trying to calm himself, and to resist the urge to simply beat the girl until she started seeing sense. What would Jackson want done if he were in this situation? Ye don't understand, lass, he said, his voice low. Women tain't allowed aboard ship. They either be th' captain's girl, 'is wife, or, he paused to take a strong swig, th' ship's whore. He set the glass down, running his fingers along the edges. By now, he'd had enough alcohol that he was starting to feel a little hazy, the edges warn off, and certainly more relaxed. It made him look at the fiery redhead in a slightly different light. Notice the passion in those eyes, see the shape beneath that dress. Yes, definitely a comely lass, as he'd thought before. So here be your choices be my lass, be th' whore o' th' ship, or be tossed o'er to feed the fishes. Either way, I've had enough o' yer yappin', the captain turned, taking a seat, almost sulking. I swear, bitches bark less than ye...
Thread: The Captain(ess)'s Girl {skeith & Fate}

She was going to speak but fell silent. She moved back to her seat, her hand moving to hold her head. How had it come to this? She rubbed her eyes as she tried to collect herself. She reached for the glass that she had only been sipping from before and took another sip from it. She looked across the table at the captain. She was still quite upset, but the reality of the situation was beginning to set in. Sounds like I'm condemned to be a whore or a corpse no matter which I choose. She growled lightly as she turned her chair around so that she wouldn't have to face him. Fine. She said, she still sounded defiant however choked by emotion her voice may have become. You win. She crossed her arms once more, crossing her legs as well, she kept her gaze glued to the floor. She closed her eyes as she took a deep breath.
Thread: The Captain(ess)'s Girl {skeith & Fate}

Jackson watched the emotions and thoughts play across Sybil's face. he'd seen that kind of look before, generally on his other, less appealing captives whenever they found themselves offered a devil's bargain. choices were simple when one of the options was death, which was what Jackson had been trying to get across all along. The man sighed, running his hands through his braids, frowning as he found his fingers getting stuck in one. Yer th' captain's lass, so ye can make up whatever title ye want th' crew tae be callin' ye. Ye can command some o' th' men if ye see fit, but remember, they're goin' tae be rough, Jackson paused, licking his lips. I only have th' one bed, so we'll be sharin' that. Won't make ye do anythin' ye don't want tae asides that. The captain frowned, An' don't think I'm givin' up me soft bed jus' on account o' ye bein' all prudish. Jackson propped one arm up on the table, leaning against it while he studied Sybil. She looked the perfect picture of misery, eyes downcast, her voice nearly shaking. Poor thing was probably traumatized and terrorized, thinking she was now some kind of sex slave for a fierce pirate captain. Jackson had been especially good about setting up rumors about the Black Swan , knowing how good a reputation can be. If'n ye tha' bothered about it, we can see about puttin' ye to port next time we dock, muttered Jackson, evidently sulking. Though I cannot see what kind o' lass wouldn't want tae wind up with a pirate crew. there had certainly been some in the past, obviously.
Thread: The Captain(ess)'s Girl {skeith & Fate}

She heard his offer to set her free the next time they made port. But she couldn't put much stock in the word of a pirate, even if he were telling the truth. The kind of towns pirate's visited were no safer than than the ships they sailed on. She'd be in even more danger if she were to set foot off of the ship. Her arms loosened from the defensive position she was sitting in. There was no sense in arguing, no sense in fighting any further. She could bark and yell until she was hoarse and it wouldn't help get the point across any faster. She pushed herself up from the table and walked wordlessly to where the bed sat. She could tell, by the way the matress was worn which side the captain favored. She laid herself down on the less used half of the matress, curling up silently.
Thread: The Captain(ess)'s Girl {skeith & Fate}

Jackson sighed, staring at the door to his cabin. Sybil was traumatized, quite clearly. She'd been on a ship that had been sunk by pirates, captured by those same men, dragged aboard, and then told that it was be the personal girl of the captain or die. The circumstances would destroy anyone, even someone as strong as Sybil. Again Jackson looked to the liquor, seriously considering it. He might need the bracing power of what lay in that bottle for what lay ahead. Instead, he turned his glass upside down, drumming his fingers on it for a few moments before sighing. He rose, moving to latch the door of his cabin closed, then turned to see the girl, curled up. No use puttin' it off she's goin' tae find out an' I tain't nappin' in this, muttered Jackson. He reached for his shirt, loosely pulling it out of his trousers. A stretch reminded him of the battle he'd just fought, and how close several of his men had come to losing their lives. One even had. A sobering thought, to be sure, and hardly what Jackson wanted to focus on. The man reached down, sliding off his breeches... revealing a pair of quite feminine legs. They were toned, the muscular legs of someone used to the sea, but you could easily tell that they belonged to a woman. They even had a smoothness to them that was nearly unnatural. The female sighed, running her hand through her hair, glad to start shedding bits of male-hood. Reaching under the shirt, she took off some bindings, letting her smallish breasts free. You could easily cover them with hands, but they were still evidently female bumps. Another yawn, and Jackson made her way to her bed. She pulled some covers about, tucking in Sybil, before sliding into bed neck to her. No, this wouldn't lead to trouble at all.
Thread: The Captain(ess)'s Girl {skeith & Fate}

Sybil fell asleep far to fast to see Jackson reveal her true gender. If she had, she'd likely have been awake all night trying to make sense of it. When morning finally did come, it rudely awoke the young girl when the rays of the sun penatrated the shades of the window. At first, she was content to believe that the night before had been a bad dream. That is until she looked around at the room she was in. A small sigh escaped from her lips. It was definitely Jackson's cabin. She rubbed her eyes before rolling over in the bed to find herself face to face with the captain's sleeping form. She quickly raised her hand to her mouth to stiffle the iminent cry of surprise. She closed her eyes and shook her head. She pushed herself up into a seated position, which caused the blanket to be pulled away from the captain. She quickly turned to make sure she hadn't woken him which was when she came to terms with the facts. She immediately saw the petite breasts of the captain, and the long slender legs. The realization caused her to leap from the bed in surprise, though her leg, still caught in the blanket caused her to fall to the floor with a loud crash. She let out a small cry of pain as her head hit the floor. She forced herself into a sitting position, pushing herself away from the bed with a hand on her head. A... A woman!? She said aloud.
Thread: The Captain(ess)'s Girl {skeith & Fate}

Oddly enough, Jackson was a fairly hefty sleeper for a pirate. She at first didn't awake when her bedmate had, mostly because she hadn't grown used to having one yet. It wasn't until Sybil let out a cry that Jackson woke. In fact, she sprang awake, grabbing a sword that was hanging near her bed in case of attack. The wild-eyed pirate looked around, trying to assess any and all possible threats even as she blinked off the last vestiges of sleep. At last her eyes settled on the sleep-tousled redhead. For a few moments, Jackson had to blink, wondering if this was some kind of crazed assassination attempt. Then she looked down, and realized what was going on. Oh, aye, there's that, she murmured. sighing, she tossed the sword aside and sat down on the bed, running her hands over her face. A braid fell down near her head, and the pirate eyed it, remembering that she really would have to let her hair down soon. Another sigh, and she looked at Sybile, who was still tangled in sheets and looking quite fetching. remember what I told ye about women aboard ship? Me da was th' cap'n o' this vessel, an' I was supposed tae be th' one tae get it after 'e died. So we just played a little game, let everyone think that Jackson was a boy, simple as that, the pirate blew out her lips and rolled her eyes. Tweren't like ye wouldn't figure it out anyway. But ye see why I wasn't so keen on stealin' ye virtue now? The girl was all smiles, her hands outspread, fingers wide.
Thread: The Captain(ess)'s Girl {skeith & Fate}

She allowed her hand to fall from her head as the captain spoke. She released a huff of breath in an attempt to blow her messy hair from her face. She flipped her hair back before setting to untangling herself from the sheets. Once she was finally free, she rose to her feet, one strap of her night gown hanging on her fore arm while other remained in place. Her breasts remained concealed, the more skin than before was revealed. So, let me get this straight. The crew doesn't know you're a woman, and you saw fit to just let me figure it out on my own? She rubbed her eyes before releasing a small laugh that seemed to be brought about more by confusion than actually finding humor. I'd have found your invitation a lot more appealing if I'd have known that last night. She said. That wasn't to say that she wasn't still angry or that she wouldn't have been the night before. It just would have been a lot easier to take from another woman.
Thread: The Captain(ess)'s Girl {skeith & Fate}

Jackson rolled her eyes, settling back slightly in the bed. Well, most o' them don't know. The first mate does, had to tell 'im. But it's a secret to the rest. An' i kind o' had tae let ye figure it out sooner or later. Tweren't like you're dumb, ye'd figure somethin' was up. Jackson yawned, stretching upright, her shirt lifting up to reveal her legs once more. she hadn't bothered to put on anything underneath, never really seeing a reason to before now, and not really seeing one yet. While the captain had been looking admiringly at Sybil, her brain still hadn't quite drawn connections. She yawned once more. Ye weren't about tae listen tae me last night, Jackson pointed out. She reached over and tapped Sybil on the shoulder. Not that I blame ye. If I were a comely lass in the hands o' a pirate captain who'd just seen me mates go down, I'd be a bit worried m'self. Twas part o' the reason I figured I'd better let ye know. Jackson yawned again, one more stretch before walking over to a few chests. There were only two, and both were latched tightly shut. The captain rapped one, not bothering to look over her shoulder. This one's got women's clothing mostly stuff I captured that i fancied. Ye can wear whate'er you want, Jackson looked at the other girl, eying her, Though I think I'm a bit smaller than ye in the bust area, so tain't goin' tae fit righ'. The girl moved to the next chest, drawing out a pair of trousers and beginning to slide into them.
Thread: The Captain(ess)'s Girl {skeith & Fate}

She listened to the captain speak before nodding quietly. Lest the captain want to be in the same situation that Sybil was almost in the night before than keeping it a secret would be necessary, and seeing as the captain was Sybil's only means of protection, it would be necessary for her as well. Somehow I think my wearing tight clothing would only serve to keep you happy. She said with a small sigh. She approached the chest and knelt down to examine the clothing it contained. She pulled some nice clothing from the chest before closing it. She looked down at the clothing in her arms before looking back at the captain, than back down to the clothing. She released a deep sigh. She'd dressed around other women before, but never around a pirate. The thought made her feel uneasy. She gripped the ends of her night gown and hoisted it over her head. She wore awfully plain lingirie beneath the gown though her breasts were exposed. She reached for the clothing and began dressing as calmly and as possible, though a blush was clearly present on her face. She kept her back turned to the captain as she pulled a simple dress on to her form. She'd have to likely start wearing trousers and the like soon enough. Life on the sea, as well as her potential future maintaining their gear, wasn't the life for dresses.
Thread: The Captain(ess)'s Girl {skeith & Fate}

Jackson laughed at Sybil's joke, though she didn't deny it. Indeed, she had been admiring Sybil from time to time and saw no reason not to. If something was beautiful, you admired it, simple as that. Sybil appealed to Jackson, not simply for her body, but for that wit and steel that she'd already shown. Though she would hardly admit it, Jackson saw more appeal in Sybil than she had in anyone before. The captain waited a few moments, adjusting her own clothes, remembering to bind her breasts, before turning to look at her captive. The dress Sybil had selected was a more simple one, almost to Jackson's disappointment. Most of the dresses in that chest were elaborate affairs made of lace and frill, things that Jackson kept to remind herself that she was a woman from time to time. Now, said woman blushed slightly, adjusting her outfit and coughing into a fist. Ye look lovely. Now, she cleared her throat, would ye like me tae call up our breakfast, or would ye like tae eat wit' th' crew. Jackson didn't bother to enumerate the pluses and minuses of each. Sybil had a brain, she could figure out that the crew would be oogling her should she step out with that dress, but the tension between her and Jackson would be much more palpable inside. Of course, Jackson was trying to be the perfect host, forcing herself to think about what she'd want were she in Sybil's position.
Thread: The Captain(ess)'s Girl {skeith & Fate}

Sybil averted her gaze, blushing briefly when she was told she was lovely. Thankyou... She said quietly. I would much rather spend as little time with the crew as possible... But... I know you need me to put on a front to help reinforce your identity. She gave a quiet nod. If we were to dine with the crew, I think it would reinforce both your identity and the fact that I'm off limits. She spoke as if she'd finally resigned her fate to the life she had been offered. She wanted desperately to go home, but at the same time she longed for adventure. She raised her gaze to meet the captain's. She positioned her arm as if welcoming her's to reinforce the idea that the two were an item. She turned her gaze once more to the floor. Not wanting to make eye contact, with how awkward she was feeling.
Thread: The Captain(ess)'s Girl {skeith & Fate}

It's jus' th' truth,' muttered Jackson, averting her eyes and blushing for a moment. If she'd that Sybil was going to be this... no, they were going to do this. Thinking otherwise was pointless. Thought it looked like someone was already thinking on her feet, which put a smile on Jackson's face and a wink in her roguish eye. Ye don't 'ave tae worry about me, lass, they know who's in charge o' this ship, insisted Jackson. In fact, she was one of the best shots and finest swordsmen aboard her vessel, which was saying something, given her crew. But she led mostly through charisma and an oddly fair way of dealing with things. It might seem fantastical, but her ship was one of those few good ones sailing out there. Jackson looked to her girl, seeing the arm crooked. Blushing darkly, she took it, before shaking herself. Aye, ye tae be my lass an' no one elses. If'n one o' them so much as looks at ye wrong, we can toss 'im overboard. Chuckling, Jackson began leading her new partner toward the door, she paused there, looking to her. Ye do know they're goin' tae figure that ye an' I have already had some fun. So, uh, Jackson was a brilliant red now, if ye could jus' sort o' avert ye eyes an' stare dreamily at me or somethin'. It's for me reputation, ye see... The girl coughed, feeling thoroughly embarrassed now. Shaking herself, she slid easily back into the role of pirate captain. A nod, and she led her lady out onto the deck, to raucous calls from the men on duty. Jackson saluted and waved, before escorting Sybil into the galley for a real trial by fire. The calls were incredible, and it was all Jackson could do not to blush at some of the things they said. Thankfully, she was a pirate, so it wasn't the first time she'd some of those words used.
Thread: Not Your Ordinary Maid ((Jugger82 x anywayyouwantit))

It was a quiet Saturday morning, with most occupants of the surrounding neighborhood either sound asleep or longing to be. The house before her seemed to be looming over her, daring her to ring the doorbell. Obviously she would have to ring it eventually, but Lydia needed another moment to gather her thoughts. With only one suitcase full of belongings beside her, it didn't even seem like she was going to be moving into this place. Passing strangers were sure to have thought she was a mere visitor, come to stay a weekend. But Lydia would be here for much longer than that, for as long as possible. When anyone questioned her about her new job, all she revealed was that she was a maid. No one needed to know that in addition to cleaning and cooking, her job was also to sexually please her boss. That was a small detail Lydia had neglected to mention to anyone, one that she wasn't planning on sharing anytime soon. Not to her former coworkers, not to her friends, and certainly not to her parents. Taking a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves, she stared at the door for another second, before her hand reached out to gently press the doorbell. And now the ball was in his court, there was no going back now.
Thread: Not Your Ordinary Maid ((Jugger82 x anywayyouwantit))

A few moments later, a boy of the age of 19 had answered the door. Smiling, he showed her inside, closing the door behind him. You must be that new maid huh? Damn...you've got a nice bod, glad I hired you of all people. Glad I get to see yours in person rather than in photo like all the applicants sent to me. He said smirking as his hand rested on her bottom as he led her upstairs. My room is also your room...we are to sleep in the same bed, unless you pissed me off enough to make you sleep on the stairs. He said jokingly to her as he spanked her once.
Thread: Not Your Ordinary Maid ((Jugger82 x anywayyouwantit))

Lydia stepped inside when offered, nodding her head in greeting to the young man. She hadn't been aware that he was this young ... She was only twenty two herself, but he looked no older than eighteen or nineteen. The hand on her ass was a welcomed touch, it drew a smile to her face as they moved upstairs. I'll be sure not to upset you then, sir. She said with a smile, one that only grew when he spanked her. If you don't mind my asking, what will my first task be?
Thread: Not Your Ordinary Maid ((Jugger82 x anywayyouwantit))

Hm...seeing your reaction to it all, I can already guess how far you're willing to go for this job. He said sneering as he moved behind her, hands cupping her breasts as they massaged them. Tell me...are you a virgin because your reaction to all of this is stunning if you truly are. He said as he kissed up and down her neck gently.
Thread: Not Your Ordinary Maid ((Jugger82 x anywayyouwantit))

I'm willing to do whatever you need, sir. She answered, a devious smile on her face, And I will love it all. His hands gently caressing her breasts made her body heat up, a familiar, welcomed kind of heat. I'm afraid I am not, sir. Lydia replied honestly to his last question, moving her neck in such a way that he got better access to it, I hope that that will not change your opinion of me.
Thread: Not Your Ordinary Maid ((Jugger82 x anywayyouwantit))

No, no...of course not. I believe you are more experienced then if you're not a virgin then. I won't have to...break you in and teach you what to do, thats a plus. He said smirking as he walked her into his room, showing her their bed. It was overly large, and took up a fourth of the room. Well?
Thread: Not Your Ordinary Maid ((Jugger82 x anywayyouwantit))

At least he didn't seem disappointed. She was well aware of the benefits of fucking a virgin, and though it had not been specified to her when she took the job, Lydia hadn't been sure if that was what he was looking for. So to hear that he wasn't took a weight off of her shoulders. Her eyes skimmed over the immense bed taking up a significant chunk of the room, well aware of what all that space would be used for, It's nice, she responded to his question, a smile playing across her lips.
Thread: Not Your Ordinary Maid ((Jugger82 x anywayyouwantit))

Glad you like it. He said chuckling as he laid down on it. So...want to start off with your REAL job...or would you rather rest first? It must have been quite a trip here from wherever you came, I heard you could only get to this town usually by just plane.
Thread: ~ Experimentation ~  ((Gray  &  ShashaWraight))

It was half past two in the morning, and Victor Valentine was waiting for her to wake up. 'Her' being the girl he had kidnapped on her way home, sneaking up behind her and injecting a tranquilizer into her neck, she was now passed out on a chair in his lab. More accurately, she was tied to he chair, an old dentists chair he had bought from s friend of his who ran a practice. Her wrists were duct taped to the arm rests, and her legs to the bottom. In the dim light, his dirty blonde hair and the table of various vials and instruments set to his left.
Thread: ~ Experimentation ~  ((Gray  &  ShashaWraight))

Shasha slowly open her eyes and looked around the dark room. Shasha's long red hair was all messed up over her blue eyes. Shasha tried to get up but noticed her wrists and legs were duct taped to what seems to be a dentist's chair. Shasha then looked to see a man standing over her. A shiver of fear went down her spine and Shasha asked, W-where am I? What do you want?
Thread: A Knight Dream

Its been months since the war of the Willow Mountians had ended. The heros who came back alive were given gifts of gold, land and women. One nobleman gave a wounded Knight one of his beloved servants. For those weeks she was at the Knight's side tending to his wounds. During those weeks she grew comfortable with his manner enough to relax to be herself, smiling. Soon the sun was rising from the east over the dew covered grass. The sweet smell of flowers filled the warm air. The young slave or servant was outside with her tan skirt being soaked from the dew. The brunnett had her hair braided back from her soft face with her emerald eyes sparkling with her petting the Knight's steed. She laughed softly as he nuzzled her chest with him nipping at her bound breasts. Stop that... she pushed the massive horse away with him nickering softly before he trotted off to go graze on the sweet green grass. Aiko walked from the pasture back into the large home of the Knight's. Aiko listened carefully for any movements but when she heard none she slipped into the kitchen where she washed up then turned back to kneading the dough for the bread that evening. Her white top had some flour on it along with on her cheeks. This still didn't stop her from smiling and singing softly in hopes of not waking the man she was given to.