Into The Woods, Pt. 02

(written by Arin, edited and enhanced by Molly)

I'd been with my Mistress for over six months and as near as I could tell, our times together had been happy for both of us. She was somewhat secretive about her life, but I had the idea she's something special in the world of D/s whenever I interact with her. On this particular day, I was soon to begin to learn out just how special she is.

"Girl, I'm going to be holding a D/s party here at my house soon. We've worked together enough for me to feel confident that you're ready to act as my maid at the party. This is a special group of people who are important to me. Each month we get together for an evening of chat and entertainment. The party rotates between the various members' locations. I haven't taken you to any of them thus far, waiting until we got to know each other better. But now I think you're ready, and won't disgrace me by your behavior."

I smiled at what sounded like a compliment. "Thank you, Mistress. I'll try very hard to behave perfectly, and I look forward to hearing your wishes."

"Very well, girl. First of all, I have a special maid's outfit for you to wear at the party. It's quite revealing, since the top completely exposes your breasts." The thought of a lot of strangers viewing my breasts made me blush, but also excited me, since my Mistress tells me often how lovely my tits are. "In addition to that, you'll wear a black garter belt, black sheer stockings, black high heels, and a tiny skirt with no panties. Of course, this means that with practically any motion on your part you'll be flashing your pussy and your ass at my guests. Other than those things you'll also wear a lacy black and white maid's hat pinned to your hair. Does any of this bother you?"

I know my cheeks were red, visualizing an image of me moving through a crowd of her guests dressed like that, but I had to be honest. "No, Mistress, it doesn't bother me. To be honest it makes me a little excited."

Mistress gave me some more instructions, which made me gulp a little nervously upon hearing them, but I was determined to make her proud of me.

The night of the party, I got to her house well ahead of time. I'd already showered and done my hair and makeup at home. At her house I stripped naked and put on the outfit she had ready for me. Once I was... well... dressed, I guess I should say, I looked in the mirror. Being dressed like this was remarkably more lewd than just being naked. But I liked the effect.

Checking me over, Mistress nodded her approval, but warned me, "These people and this gathering is very important to me as I said, so I want you to be on your best pet behavior." I swallowed hard, very glad that she'd prepared me about what sort of things to expect. She then had me assist her in placing the special table in the center of her large living room. Once that was done, I went to get things ready. I quickly checked that the house was properly dusted -- something I'd done early in the morning, so it was just a matter of checking it again. I placed the food trays out on the serving table, buffet style. Red wines were open and breathing, white wines and other drinks were chilling in the refrigerator, placed there by a caterer. But the caterers were not allowed to observe the goings-on at these parties. They delivered, and left.

Some guests started to trickle in early and these often brought food and drink. Dominants were accompanied by their submissives, and the submissives were carrying the items. I just had to scramble to incorporate the new additions into the display of goodies at the dining table. I was kept on my toes between answering the door and arranging the food and drinks in a pleasing manner. It was good that I was being kept busy, because otherwise I might've been tempted to ogle the submissives especially, who were either scantily dressed or not dressed at all by that point.

There were both male and female Dominants, accompanied by their various subs. I noticed that the Dominants were all dressed in expensive clothing, indicative of status and wealth. Everyone, Dominants and submissives, male and female, appeared to me to be very attractive. My eyes were darting all over the place, drinking in all the sights. However, I was glad that Mistress had prepared me for one aspect of this party. When I answered the door this time, there was a lovely woman there, holding a leash. That leash went to her female submissive, who must've walked while stark naked from the car to the door with her hands cuffed behind her back! Moreover, the submissive had the words 'PARTY FAVOR' written on her tummy and back with a marker pen. People applauded when they saw her.

Mistress raised her hand to make an announcement, so the guests fell silent and listened. "Now that our party favor has arrived, the party can commence. But first I want to introduce my special girl here. Her name is Robin, and I want you all to be nice to her. This is her first such gathering." With her announcement complete, the chatter among the guests started back up, and some headed for the food and drinks. Several people came to me and assured me that I was very lucky she'd selected me. Many took the opportunity to caress my exposed breasts! My nipples hardened as the waves of pleasure coursed through me.

Mistress came over to me and informed me, "Since this is my party, and you are my submissive, it's our job to bind the party favor to the bondage table we set up earlier." Together, we helped the woman climb onto the table, whereupon Mistress said, "Let's start you face up." The woman compliantly placed herself centered on the top of the table, looking at the ceiling, and held out both arms in offering. There were leather cuffs that locked with powerful Velcro strips, so it was merely a few moments to cuff her wrists. Attached to the cuffs were ropes that led to pulleys with locking ratchets at the top two corners of the table. We cranked the pulleys and her arms were immobilized as they pointed to the corners in a V shape.

Next, we attached similar cuffs to her ankles, and cranked the ropes from those cuffs to the pulleys at the lower corners of the table. So, in moments, she was nicely spreadeagled. I looked at her nudity on display, and how calm she was about it. Her lovely breasts rose and fell enticingly with each breath she took. Her pose spread her thighs wide apart, shamelessly uncovering her pussy. Her pussy lips were smooth and puffy, and I wondered how they'd feel and taste. Regrettably, following the lead of my Mistress, I started to walk away from the table.

"Just a moment, girl Robin," a deep, masculine voice, halted me in my tracks. I turned to face the man, and saw that he was now naked from the waist down, and sporting a quite nice, stiff erection. "I wish to use the party favor, but she's not been properly warmed up for me. Your Mistress told us that this is your first such party, so perhaps you didn't know you're supposed to use your oral skills to prepare the party favor."

I was elated at that thought. "No, Sir, I wasn't aware of it, and thank you for informing me so kindly. I will fix the situation at once." Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my Mistress smiling and nodding her approval. I climbed up the foot of the table, well aware that without any panties I was giving the onlookers a great display of my own sexual region. That made me blush, but it also excited me. I scooted up between her spread thighs, placed my hands on her waist near her hip bones, and lowered my face to her pussy. Her scent was a rather unique blend of spiciness and muskiness -- very attractive. Extending my tongue, I lapped at her outer pussy lips, which were smooth, warm and salty, probably from sweat droplets. I was pleased to hear her sigh loudly and almost purr. Her scent intensified as I continued lapping at her lower lips.

When I judged that her outer lips were sufficiently wet, I brought my hands to her pussy and gently parted those outer lips and briefly gazed at her revealed pink wetness. But only briefly because in moments I was only looking at her mound as I began lapping at her tasty inner folds. I tried to ignore the ribald comments uttered by the party guests during the few minutes of licking it took to get the juices of the party favor flowing well. Since the man had only told me to prepare her, I assumed she was now ready for him and his cock, so I got off the table, out of the way.

In seconds, the man scrambled up, covered her body with his, poked at her pussy with his erection, and finally penetrated her. His ass bobbed up and down as he thrust hard, using the party favor as if she was only there as a cum dump. As I watched him pound away at her, I couldn't help but be a little envious of her, since she was not only the center of attention, but also enjoying the feel of his lust. And sure enough, with a loud groan and an arched back, he emptied his load into her very receptive fuck hole. That was a signal for another man to partially disrobe, and then take his own turn fucking the party favor.

Since this was my first party, I felt somewhat sorry that the lovely women guests seemed to be left out. But no sooner had I had that thought when one of the women guests stripped completely, and positioned her bare pussy right against the party favor's mouth! From the ensuing cries of pleasure being emitted by the face rider, I gathered that the party favor also had wonderful oral skills, and was using them. So the party favor was now being used by both a man and a woman at the same time! The woman came first, shrieking about her orgasmic release! The man grabbed the climaxing woman by her breasts, pulling her back against his chest for leverage to drive his cock as deeply as possible into the bound party favor. From the quivering of his body, it was obvious that he was spewing his seed into her depths, mixing it with the cum already planted by the first guy.

Then another woman called out to me, "Come here, Robin girl. Let me see if your oral skills are really that good." She pulled the hem of her skirt up as she spread her legs apart, revealing a pussy covered in well trimmed, fine, downy fur. Receiving a nod from my Mistress, I obediently hurried over and went down onto my knees. Seconds later, I was dining on yet another creamy, delicious pussy and sucking at the resultant juices. When she climaxed, the woman shrieked and panted hard and fast as her muscles contracted, feeding me. She patted my head, asserting, "Yes, this girl's skills are wonderful!" Therefore, other women began beckoning, keeping me almost as busy as the party favor. So the party was going well when a man arrived and everyone addressed him as 'Captain'.

When I had a chance to look at him, I saw a very handsome, well-dressed man -- a bit older but quite fit looking. His clothes appeared to me to be pretty expensive, suggesting his wealth. He came close to where I'd returned to performing cunnilingus on my most recent party guest. After waiting politely for me to finish, he asked, "What's your name, girl? And can you get me some cold water?"

"Certainly, Sir. And my name is Robin," I replied before I hurried off to get the water.

As I returned and handed him his glass, he said, "Thank you, Robin. You look really pretty, I must say."

"Thank you, Sir," I said, blushing and curtsying. He smiled and walked away. However, I noticed that throughout the rest of the party, I'd catch him looking at me.

Mistress came over to me later, asking, "How are things going?"

I answered, "All seems to be going well, Mistress. The guests are commenting on how tasty the food and drinks are, and how enjoyable the entertainment is." At that, I probably got pink cheeks, since I was part of the entertainment package, whether Mistress had planned that or not, although she'd warned me that it might happen. Clearing my throat, I whispered, "Mistress, may I ask about that man that everyone is calling the Captain?"

She smiled and told me quietly, "He's probably the most wealthy person here tonight. And even so, I find him to be a very nice person. The people call him that name because he owns a very large sailboat."

The party was going so well that the people hated to leave. Therefore, the party ran later than expected. After the last guest had gone, I began the process of cleaning up. My Mistress said, "Robin, it's so late that I want you to spend the night here with me. I'm very proud of you since I've received several comments about how nice and successful the party was tonight."

I certainly didn't mind spending the night in her bed with her, pleasing her. The next day, I completed the clean up, and did a final sweep of the house -- all seemed well. As I was about to leave, Mistress stopped me and asked, "What happened at the party?"

Perplexed, I had no idea what she was asking. So I replied, "Mistress, you saw me serving the food and drinks, and also servicing the female guests orally when they demanded it. Nothing else happened, I think."

She stated, "Well, I've received an e-mail from the Captain in which he says he enjoyed meeting you, Robin. He complimented you, telling me what a good job you did at my party. He went on to ask if I'd lend you to him to help him when it's his turn to host the party."

"I'd be happy to help, if you wish me to do so, Mistress," I told her. "And if so, would you like me to wear my same maid outfit, since he'd said how nice I looked in it?"

Mistress grinned at me. "You misunderstand me, girl. The Captain was asking me if I'd loan you as the party favor for his party. What do you think of that idea, my girl?"

I think I gulped loudly, my eyes wide with surprise. Strange, contradictory emotions ripped through me. On the one hand, the idea of being driven naked, leashed and handcuffed with those words written on my body seemed so humiliating that it bordered on mortification. But on the other hand, I'd be the center of attention at the party, which appealed to my vanity -- and, to be honest, my growing streak of exhibitionism. But the party favor had been a fuck toy for not only the women at the party, but also the men. When I cast my mind back to watching the party favor being used by the men, I remembered how envious I felt that she was experiencing their lust, and a delicious shivering manifested in my core. My body was definitely voting yes.

All those thoughts went through my mind in an instant, as Mistress waited for my answer. Since I trusted her to keep me safe and healthy, I replied, "The idea is a little scary Mistress, but also very, very exciting. Of course if you wish me to be the party favor for the Captain's party, I will gladly do so."

"Excellent, my sweet girl. I'll tell the Captain, and I'll look forward to seeing you perform."

Time passed and, in what seemed like the blink of an eye, it was the day of the party. I cleansed myself thoroughly, since I expect that all three of my holes would be used as I serviced people during the evening. When the time for our departure arrived, I stripped completely naked, and Mistress wrote those fateful words: 'PARTY FAVOR' on my tummy and back. She also handcuffed my hands behind my back, and attached a leash to my collar. I didn't look around as I stepped out of her house naked, and the leash would've prevented me from bolting for her car. I was quaking a little, but tried to walk with some semblance of dignity. I was happier when I was finally in the car seat with the door closed protectively around me, though.

We were to arrive early, so I could get used to the environment before the guests arrived, since I'd never been in the captain's house before. Mistress drove us both to his house, or should I say mansion. It was the biggest home I'd ever seen. The back of the house was on a waterway. Glancing that direction, I could see several boats.

Following instructions from my Mistress, I went to work helping the staff get things in order for the party. After a while, I had a question about the party, but I couldn't find Mistress or the Captain anywhere. I walked out back and asked some of the staff if they'd seen either of them. One lady said she saw him heading for his boat, docked at the water. She pointed out which one was his.

As I headed for the boat, I wondered when a boat turned into a ship. This boat was also very large -- I could only guess at its cost. I stopped near it, wondering if I dared go onto it, since perhaps the Captain would be angry if I did. As I stood there, I could hear faint sounds coming from the boat. Listening carefully, it suddenly occurred to me that someone was having sex on the boat.

Curious, I silently climbed onto the boat. Any sounds I made were probably disguised by the water lapping at the hull. I peeked into cabin area and I was shocked to see Mistress, chained on a small bed and being used by the Captain! She was handcuffed and secured to a bunk, with her hands over her head and her feet tied apart to the bottom of the bunk. The Captain, spotting me, never missed a beat with his thrusting. Grinning, he asked, "Would you like a turn?" Blushing, I made a fast retreat off the boat, my question about the party abandoned and forgotten.

Some reasonable time later, I noticed Mistress innocently looking like nothing had happened. However, she raised her finger to her lips in a sign that I should keep quiet about what I'd witnessed. I nodded, but I couldn't get the image of Mistress on the cot out of my head. I became a little jealous, but this didn't last very long since it was nearing the time for the official start of the party. As guests started to arrive, I had to assume my role as the party favor. Mistress and the Captain secured me spreadeagled to a large vertical wooden frame, making my naked body available and on display.

There were enough 'oohs' and 'aahs' to make my cheeks turn scarlet as people had a good look at me -- their toy for the night. Decorum was abandoned, or at least postponed, as several people approached me, anxious to touch me and feel my skin. Soon hands were touching my hair, neck, back, tits, tummy, ass, pussy, thighs and legs! Apparently most if not all of the submissives also had permission to play with the party favor for this party. That was quite an experience -- being felt up by so many hands at the same time.

It's a good thing it made me wet, because soon thereafter, a guy I'd never met removed his trousers, stepped up in front of me, grabbed my hips, and shoved his erection into my pussy! It felt good, but it was also sort of strange. It was very obvious that he wasn't interested in pleasuring me at all. He was just using me as a warm hole in which he could unload his cum. Speaking of warm hole, unseen by me, someone else came up behind me, and poked his cock at my tightly puckered ass hole! Thank goodness he'd lubed that cock well with something, because while the suddenness of that unexpected penetration was painful, it wasn't as bad as it would have been had his cock not been slippery. As it was, I still uttered a rather weepy, grunting scream as he shoved that fleshy poker up my ass!

The party favor at Mistress's party hadn't been used this way. No double penetration for her! But of course I was strung up in such a manner that both of my lower holes were quite accessible. And therefore they got used. Soon the two men were panting, sweating and grunting with effort as they fucked me hard. In the back of my mind, I guess I knew they didn't have a goal to make me cum, but having those pistons thrusting back and forth inside me, separated by only a thin membrane, and their girth forcing one of them to rub my clit tissues from the inside sent me spiraling up out of control. And I suddenly realized how humiliating it'd be if I climaxed with all those strangers watching. Weirdly enough, that thought actually triggered me, and I threw my head back and shouted out some nonsense that signaled my orgasm!

I was experiencing the heightened sensations in my body from that amazing climax, when I felt the cock in my ass ripple and spew its hot load into my bowels, which made me shriek involuntarily. I'm not sure if my reaction helped trigger the guy fucking my pussy... or maybe he felt the other guy's cock throbbing and could hold back no longer. Whatever it was, he shoved his cock as deep into my pussy as he could and held me in a tight grip as he did his best to impregnate me! My love tunnel and womb were quickly awash in his hot, swimming seed! I made some other unintelligible sounds and shook in the restraints as I felt him use me as his cum dump. I rather lost my focus on the world as both men pulled out and left me hanging there.

My consciousness snapped back into focus as I heard some woman giggle loudly, exclaiming, "Look! The party favor is leaking globs of semen from both her holes!" I felt her touch my hip as she examined me more closely, then she stated, "I think she still needs a lot more cum stuffed into these two holes, so what are you men waiting for? If you need your cocks stiffened more, you can use my mouth, but both the party favor's holes are well lubed with cum and ripe for fucking."

There was a general rush of pants being removed as many of the guests took her up on her offer. And for some indeterminate amount of time, my holes got fucked and dumped into -- sometimes the front, sometimes the back, and sometimes both at the same time. My streak of exhibitionism kicked in, and I reveled in being used like this, especially because while I was being fucked, the women decided to play with my tits and butt, and sometimes to kiss me passionately. I felt like I was in a vertical orgy! And when they finished with me, I was dangling, slumped in the restraints with both of my holes dilated from all the fucking, so cum was plopping freely and regularly from my ass and pussy onto the surface below me. Sweat was also streaming down my skin, forming a small pool below me. I imagined that my body must be glistening in the lights of the room.

As the Captain released my arms and legs from the vertical frame, I thought perhaps I was done for the evening. But he told me, "Get on your back on this mat down on the floor, party favor." As I groaned from my aches and obeyed, actually grateful that I could rest on my back, I learned why I was placed in this new position. The women guests had enjoyed using their hands as they played with my body. But they were all quite turned on and their pent-up energy demanded release. So, one by one, they hoisted their skirts up and straddled my head, lowering their pussies to my mouth.

I lost count of how many of those women I brought to orgasm by my performance of cunnilingus. And strangely enough, rather than deepening my exhaustion, I found that dining on all those pussies and drinking what cum I could get into my mouth, while the rest of those fragrant juices painted my face, neck, hair, and even a little on my tits actually energized me. People that were not currently using me, or watching the lewd display, took the opportunity to enjoy the food and drinks that the Captain was providing. It was a good size crowd and everyone was having a nice time.

Later that evening, there was a period of time that I was resting on the mat with my currently unused naked body on display for the guests' visual enjoyment. Mistress came to me and gave me a little food and drink. I really enjoyed the drink because I was somewhat dehydrated from all the sweating I'd done as I'd 'worked' on the women. Mistress then told me, "Girl, the Captain wants to show you his boat." I looked at her and I knew what the message really was. Looking around at the grinning onlookers, I blushed deeply as I slipped out of the house and headed for the boat. The noise from the party faded and the sounds of the gulls and the waves slapping against the hulls of the boats became more pronounced.

I went onto the boat and went down below. The Captain came up from behind me and grabbed my shoulder, saying, "I've been wanting this since the first time I saw you. You've kept me waiting, slut girl."

"Sorry, Sir," I whispered.

The below deck area of the boat was big and roomy. There was a vertical support in the center of the room. He backed me against it. Using handcuffs, he quickly secured my hands in front of me, pressing my wrists upward and out of the way so he could start to kiss and fondle me. After the evening I'd had thus far, I was shocked at how fast I responded to his attentions. I was quite excited when he commanded, "Reach up a little higher and hold the ring that's up there."

Blindly reaching, my hands found the ring and grabbed onto it. Suddenly both my legs were pulled up waist high by his powerful arms. As I hung in that vulnerable position, he pushed into me. He pumped me several times, and asked, "Are you OK with this play, girl?"

I stated enthusiastically, "Oh yes, Sir! I'm very OK with it!" My moaning and breathing got heavier as I let go of my control and went along for the ride. I hung there enjoying being used and letting him have his way with me. His cock was big and warm and moved deep in and out of me. He was good, and the overall experience was really fantastic.

Since we were on his boat, I started to mumble about my fantasies of being captured by a pirate.

"So you want to be taken away by a pirate, slut girl? Well, we might be able to make that fantasy come true." I didn't actually hear a word he said at that moment. I was kind of busy trying to hang onto that ring while being used so well and thoroughly as the waves of orgasmic sensations that he was generating crashed over me.

After a time, he released me and I returned to the house, still a bit shaky on my legs, and with a lovely fresh load of semen inside me. The party guests had left, stating that it was one of the best parties they'd had in a long while. When I saw Mistress, we exchanged knowing glances with each other. We both smiled as she gave me a loving hug, and we headed for home.

It was a few days after the Captain's party when he called me, saying, "Hello, Robin. It looks like our weather is going to be really nice for the next couple of days. Would you like to go sailing? There's something I want to show you -- I think you'll find it quite fascinating. And, yes, I've already spoken to your Mistress and she's fine with the idea if you're interested."

I was thrilled since I'd never been sailing, especially on a boat that big. I said, "Yes, Sir! I'm flattered that you thought of me. Please just pick a day you feel would be best."

He replied, "Great. I'll watch the weather information and I'll call you the night before so we can get an early start." Intrigued, I too watched the weather channel, learning that it was predicted that we were going to have great weather for several days.

Sure enough, his call came that very evening. "OK, Robin. Tomorrow looks very favorable, so be at my home at 9 AM sharp. It'll take about 45 minutes to get the boat ready. I already have towels and sunscreen stowed aboard, so all you need is a bathing suit so you can relax and enjoy the nice weather. I really want to show you something special."

The next day, I arrived at his place right on time. I was already in my swimsuit, so I put the keys to my car in my handbag. I was wearing a one piece suit, black with black netting at the stomach and above my breasts. I thought it looked very sexy. Next I went around the house to where his boat was docked. He was busy loading some food and drinks.

"Good morning, Captain. How long will we be gone, Sir?" I asked.

"Hi Robin. It's good to see you again. I expect that we'll be out there for most of the day. These provisions will allow us to have a picnic when we get hungry." He continued prepping the boat, fussing with the sails, checking the motor, etc. If he told me something to do, I assisted him, but it was obvious that I didn't know much about boats and sailing.

We were just cruising out of the inlet when the Captain stopped the motor and came to where I was sitting. Working efficiently, he cuffed my hands behind me, then cuffed my ankles to the support that was holding up the seat I was on. He left me there when he opened the main sail by merely pressing a button. As the wind caught the sail, the boat lurched forward, rapidly gaining speed. Our forward motion made my hair ripple out behind my head. It was exhilarating. I breathed deeply and grinned as I inhaled the clean, crisp air. The Captain came and kissed me, squeezing my breasts as he did so. Being cuffed as I was, it really felt like I was his captive, and being taken away. With the tiller in his hand, he could sit next to me as he steered his boat.

After some time had passed, he turned to me, stating, "We're almost there. I think you'll like this adventure." I could see a small island coming close as the Captain pushed a button which caused the sail to come down like magic. Starting the motor, he steered us to slowly approach the island. I felt the boat softly kiss the sandy beach. The Captain skillfully jumped off, tying a rope to a nearby palm tree. He came to me, releasing my ankles from where they were anchored. Carrying me over his shoulder he took me off the boat and into the brush where he chained me to a palm tree and left me there. I could barely see the top of the boat through the trees. Other than the waves on the shore, I could hear some other sounds off in the distance like bird calls and leaves rustling. After a few minutes, I heard the noise of something coming through the brush toward me.

When the Captain reappeared, he was now wearing only swim trunks. Releasing me from the palm tree, he walked me in the direction from which he'd just come. We entered a clearing and I could see four palm trees forming a square with a rope leading from each tree. Finally freeing my hands, he helped me remove my bathing suit. Once I was naked, he made me get down onto my back in the center of the clearing. Swiftly, he secured my legs wide apart and then my hands. I was now spreadeagled between the trees and very tightly tied. The sun beat down on my skin, and its brightness made me close my eyes. He left me there like that but only briefly, soon returning with a picnic basket and cooler.

Knowing that I was exposed to the sun, he slathered me with sunscreen, and gave me sips of water. "Are you doing OK, Robin?" he asked.

I replied, "Yes, Sir, I'm OK. Thank you for the sunscreen and the water." I could not help but wonder what he had in mind, other than the obvious, since I was naked. But given the manner in which I was secured, I knew he could do as he wished to me. He fed me and took care of me, giving me more water and another application of sunscreen. All in all, although my situation was strange, we had a nice time. But to be honest, I'd have liked to explore the small island more than we had.

Getting into character, he removed his trunks and walked around me saying in his best imitation pirate accent, "You're the guvnor's daughter and I'll be demanding a ransom in gold for your safe return." Then he eyed my nude, available body more closely, leered, and stated, "But I think I'll keep you for meself." His penis was hard, bobbing lewdly as he walked. I couldn't help myself from staring at it.

Suddenly there was a loud horn blast nearby. In reaction, he grabbed his trunks and put them on. Then he walked toward the beach and I could hear voices in the distance.

After perhaps ten minutes or so, he returned smiling. "That was the Coast Guard asking if I needed help. But I told them that everything was fine and that my boat was secure. I just wanted to stretch my legs on the beach and get a coconut or two." A thrill ran through me, knowing that we'd almost been caught.

He stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Come to think of it, maybe I should've asked them to come on shore and see what I'd found here. There were probably 5 or 6 horny young men on their vessel." Shocked by his words, wide-eyed, I pulled at the rope restraints but I was held fast. Seeing me struggle, he smiled, taking his trunks off. When I saw his cock now, I could swear it was even bigger than before! He leaned over me and kissed me all over. Kneeling down between my thighs, he rubbed the tip of his cock along my slit. That contact and the motion of his skin on my sensitive skin down there was driving me crazy.

I could only stay as I was, helpless and vulnerable. I knew that he was going to use me and I was now so turned on and needy that I wanted very badly for him to do that -- and soon! Open and writhing, I watched as he lowered himself over me and finally penetrated me, sliding his marvelous cock deep inside me. I moaned as his penis stretched and filled me and felt it start to move as he began coupling with me. Only one thing was wrong -- the sun glaring into my eyes. "Sir, would you please shade my face so I can see?" I begged.

Obligingly, he shifted slightly, so that the shadow of his head fell across my face. Now I could enjoy his grinning expression as he fucked me. And of course I was thrilled to feel his majestic cock moving inside me, exciting me in my restraints so much that I was feeling the beginning of an orgasm blossoming inside my core. After we fucked some more, he suddenly spoke in his role playing 'pirate' voice, "Arrr... I think I'll send ye back to your father pregnant with me child, and thereby fully humiliated. Your father will lose his position and be shunned and you'll be shamed when everyone finds out that a pirate used ye and impregnated ye -- shoved me hideous pirate spawn into yur womb."

Hearing that, my imagination went wild and I shrieked loudly, cumming hard on his rutting dick! He never paused in our coupling. He just kept pumping in and out of me as my muscles quivered and tugged at the ropes while my climax rumbled through me! I was learning how delightful being fucked outdoors could be with so much of my flesh in contact with the air... especially with my body bound like this. If the Coast Guard had returned at that moment, I might've urged him to call them all ashore! As I slumped and drifted in a haze of bliss, I heard his breath catch, followed by the wonderful feel of his cock throbbing and spewing his seed inside me. I groaned with delight, and my toes curled as my womb accepted his gift. He covered my body with his, embracing me as we both panted to catch our breath.

I was very grateful that after his cock softened and slipped free, he helped me drink as much water as I desired, and fed me some more tidbits of food. He also carefully slathered my entire body front and sides with more sunscreen. And that naturally led to him playing with his 'captive' some more. He amused himself with some more 'pirate dialog' as he fondled my tits and pussy lips. He also stroked my hair, rubbed my ears and kissed my lips. I felt his hands roaming over my tummy and mound and down my thighs and legs. It was like he was memorizing every square inch of my exposed flesh.

To be honest, I was way too aroused at being used in the open like this -- especially when I considered that we'd almost gotten caught. But I was the Captain's plaything. We spent most of the day with me tied there in that clearing. Finally, he released me, but he cuffed my hands behind me and put a rope noose around my neck. This also gave him the opportunity to apply sunscreen to my entire backside -- just in case. And if he spent an inordinate amount of time rubbing it on my ass cheeks, between them, and carefully around and around my puckered hole back there, I certainly wasn't complaining. Then he walked us along the beach in full view of any passing sailboats. I was naked and scared but also secretly excited that the Coast Guard would return and spot us.

Ultimately, the Captain led me back to the boat and lifted me onto it. He draped me with a towel, secured my ankles again and prepared to get going. As soon as he untied the boat we drifted back away from the shore, whereupon the main sail came up again like magic. The sail billowed out as it filled with the breeze, and we were off. I rested and enjoyed the ride, and the closeness of the Captain as he sat at my side, steering us.

"So, Missy... did you enjoy being the captive of a pirate? Was it sort of like your fantasy?" he asked me, grinning.

I snuggled against him as best as my restraints allowed. "Captain, I had a wonderful day and I'll remember it always. The whole experience was magnificent, and better than I'd dreamed. I can't wait to tell my Mistress about this once in a life time adventure, Sir! Thank you!"

As we got near the inlet, the Captain released me briefly -- long enough for me to get back into my swimsuit. He secured my cuffs again for the rest of the ride up to the dock by his house. The dock area was quiet but the walk back to his house was exciting, since I wondered if anyone might be seeing me walking along with my wrists cuffed behind my back. I imagined some of his staff peering out the windows and nodding their heads knowingly, well aware of what we'd been doing, and shivered happily. When we got to his home he walked me in and released me. Smiling he asked again, "So, Robin... considering the entire day, did you have fun?"

I smiled and replied, "Yes, Sir. I really enjoy sailing, especially as your captive." Giggling, I added in my most posh accent, "If my father, the Governor, refuses to pay my ransom, I fear that you'll have to send me back to him so ravished that there can be no mistake that the pirate fucked all my holes thoroughly. That should teach him that you mean business."

He laughed and pirate voiced, "Aye, ye little whore. Methinks I may have to do that -- he be a stubborn man, yur daah!" Then he commanded, "Wait here." Walking away briefly, he returned and placed on my head a white cap like sailors wear. With that, he thoroughly kissed me goodnight. I drove home proudly wearing my new sailor hat. As I drove I marveled at the day I'd experienced. I couldn't help but wonder what the other women I knew had done to fill their day. Mine had sure been magical!