Taming a Tempest

Chapter 15

"What is it with these damned poles?" wondered Tempest to herself. She was back at the settlement desk as Cedric was overseeing the completion of the night's transactions. She was cuffed once again with her wrists behind her back and attached to a pole that was off to the side of the work area.

Kate had returned to the table and announced that Cedric had requested Tempest for the night and that she had graciously agreed in order to thank their host. Tempest groaned as she thought once again about her lack of contraception and the cock that would never surrender. Kate delivered Tempest to the settlement room and then led Elke off.

Tempest had no idea how she felt at this point. She preferred men, so in a way it was better that she was with Cedric than Kate and Elke. It had been difficult earlier to tongue Kate to orgasm despite her afternoon of training earlier in the week. But she was used to choosing the male she was with. She was not accustomed to being given away.

People walked in and out of the room and many of them stopped to fondle the raven-haired beauty. She felt like she was being systematically groped and fondled as each person seemed to focus on a different part of her body.

The auctioneer stopped and actually talked to her instead of squeezing or probing body parts. That was a refreshing change. "I wish I had you on the block tonight, sweetie," she said. "We didn't make much money at that sale. I could have set a new record with you."

"Thank you, Mistress," was all that Tempest said. She had no idea how to respond otherwise. She assumed that the woman meant her comment to be a compliment but it was an odd one.

"In a way, I hope to see you again," the woman said. "And in a way, I hope I don't. If I don't see you, it means you are pleasing your mistress. I always like happy endings like that. But I would love to have the chance to sell you. I really think we could take a run at the record together."

Tempest smiled at the pretty pirate woman. She wondered how people became involved in this life. The woman standing before her was about Kate's age, maybe a little younger. She had her sandy blonde hair pulled back into a tight bun tonight, giving her a cold, harsh look. The day that the woman had fucked her anally, though, the long hair had flowed freely, giving her a much softer look. Tempest preferred the softer look on her.

The pirate lady leaned forward and kissed the bound girl. Tempest was shocked at the surge of arousal that rushed through her body. It was so unlike her! What a difference a week makes! Was her reaction because of the things she had been introduced to this week? Surely it couldn't be because she was kept naked all the time and bound much of it. She finally convinced herself that it must have something to do with the fact that the woman had just shown her tenderness after so cruelly selling five formerly free humans into slavery. The pirate woman finally patted Tempest's cheek and then left.

Things were wrapping up at the settlement desk. The frumpy secretary had just finished with the last girl who was being led away to the holding room and was straightening her desk. Cedric walked over to Tempest and released the cuffs from the pole.

"May I have a moment with her before you lead her off, Ricky?" asked the secretary.

"Sure, Betty," replied Cedric. "Bring her to my office when you are finished." Then he left the room.

Betty walked over to Tempest and looked her up and down before raising her hands and gliding her palms over the girl's shoulders and down her arms. "I was afraid I wouldn't see you again. I heard that you were leaving today."

Tempest was concerned. Why would the woman care one way or the other whether she saw her again? "Yes, Mistress, we were supposed to leave today. It got delayed."

"That's my good fortune, then." Betty moved her hands to the luscious breasts and lifted them before leaning down to kiss each of the firm mounds. "You have no idea how many inquiries and offers we've had about you. Your mistress must value you a great deal to pass up that kind of money."

"Oh?" was all that Tempest could think to say.

"Yes, it's true; some really outrageous prices. We have only received offers with higher prices on one other person. But this person was a mistress and part of the organization. She was not for sale. But you could be." Betty leaned down again and kissed each nipple, letting her tongue circle the stiffening bud.

"You never told me how you got such a beautiful name," said Betty.

"No, Mistress," replied Tempest. "I was unable to speak the last time you asked."

"You can speak now."

"My mother said that I was a very active baby when I was in her womb. She said it was like carrying a violent storm in her belly. So she named me Tempest."

"That's a beautiful story for such a beautiful name." Betty reached down and started stroking Tempest's sex which Tempest realized was already quite wet. Once again, she wanted to curse at her body for betraying her so badly. "And a beautiful name for such a beautiful girl."

The woman kept her fingers active between Tempest's thighs, alternating her lips between kissing the captive girl and suckling on the delicious nipples. Once again, Tempest was amazed at these people. They just took whatever they wanted. And it was obvious to Tempest that this woman wanted her.

Tempest was utterly defenseless against the attack on her body. The woman's skilled fingers and active lips and tongue moved the girl closer and closer to her orgasm until, finally, she was pushed over the edge. The woman had to wrap her arm around the bound girl's waist to support her as her knees weakened. But still she continued to move her fingers, coaxing every bit of orgasm out of her as her lips pressed tightly to Tempest's.

"That was very nice," said Betty, once she had turned Tempest into a sweaty, limp rag doll. "I just had to enjoy you once before you left. You are divine."

"Thank you, Mistress," blushed Tempest, unable to think of anything else to say.

She was delivered to Cedric who was just finishing his paperwork for the night. He kept her cuffs on and then led her to his bungalow. She knelt while he fed her some wine and fondled her naked body.

"I'm going to miss my little bird," he said. "You and your friends have brightened this place."

"Thank you, Master," she replied. She was puzzled about this place. Almost all of the people here were very nice and yet what they did for a living was the cruelest thing imaginable. They were such contradictions. "Master, may I ask a question?"

Cedric laughed. "Yes, Kate warned me that you were full of questions. Yes, you may ask a question. But you do it riding me. You may undress me first." He removed her cuffs to allow her to perform her assigned task.

Tempest blushed at his response but she immediately reached forward and tugged off his boots before reaching up to unfasten his pants. "Master why do you…"

"Uh, uh, uh," he said, waving a finger at her. "No questions until you are on me."

Tempest's blush deepened at being corrected and at being reminded that she would have to impale herself on his huge cock. "Yes, Master. Sorry." She slid his pants down his legs, releasing the black cock which was already erect and waving at her. She stood up and unbuttoned his shirt, sliding it down his arms and leaving him naked.

Cedric patted his lap. Tempest dutifully straddled his legs and reached down, grasping the thick cock and lowering herself, guiding it to her sex which was still wet from all of the fondling. She felt herself stretch around the pole and she felt its progress through her belly until it was almost all inside of her. Then she started to raise herself.

"All the way, little bird," he said.

She groaned. He was just too big! Reluctantly, she lowered herself all the way, gasping as she reached the bottom and she felt the head press against her cervix.

"Good girl," he smiled. "You may begin now. And you may ask your questions."

"Thank you, Master," she said. She raised herself until just the tip was lodged between her petals and then lowered herself again, beginning her up and down motion.

"Why do you do what you do?"

"What do you mean?" He put on a puzzled face even though he knew what she meant. But he wanted to hear how she worded it.

"I mean you and the other pirates. Why do you kidnap girls?"

"Oh that," he replied. "For the money of course. It is a very profitable business. Take you for example. We made a million dollars on you and we only held you for less than twenty four hours."

Tempest gasped. "A million dollars? Is that what 600,000 pounds is worth?"

"Yes, roughly a million." He reached up and grasped her breasts, squeezing them. "Kate got a bargain, though, even at that price. I can already tell that my little bird is worth much more."

He used her breasts as handles and guided her movements, picking up her tempo slightly.

"But we don't think of ourselves as pirates. We are not looking for ransom money. And we are only looking for a particular type of booty. We consider ourselves to be slavers."

Tempest nodded at his words and gasped again as the cock crashed into her cervix another time, sending dull cramps through her belly.

"Why us?" she asked. "Why did you pick me and my friends?"

He leaned forward and sucked a nipple into his mouth, gnawing on it lightly, before letting it pop free and answering.

"You only have to look into the mirror to find the answer to that one," he said. "All of you are beautiful. The six of you were the choicest collection that we have ever offered at one time."

"When did you select us?"

"Before you even boarded the ship," he said. Then he paused to suck on the other nipple. "You were spotted in the boarding lounge and photographed. As soon as I saw the pictures, I gave the go ahead and you were marked for taking. After that, it was just a matter of waiting for the right moment to take you off the ship."

"How did you get us off the ship?" She never had figured that one out.

"That one will require a change of position," he declared. He used her breasts to lift her off of him. Then he reached to the table and brought back a tube of lubricant, spreading it over his cock. He lowered her but shifted her position so that his cock rested against her little pucker.

Tempest gasped again. "Oh, Master. I don't think I can do that. It's too big!"

Cedric laughed. "Nonsense. It's not even as large as the one that Jane used on you." Again, he used her breasts as handles, pulling her downward. She groaned as she felt the bulb spreading her painfully and then mewled as it popped through. With one long stroke, he slowly entered her, pulling her downward until it was fully embedded in her bowels. She groaned again as her bottom was stretched around the shaft, feeling filled completely.

"Now, to your question, how we got you off the ship. That was easy. We drugged you and we crated you and took you to the deck. The next morning, a helicopter delivered supplies and picked up six crates of repair parts for refurbishing. And the six crates were delivered here to us. You are a delightful little repair part, by the way." He reached up and pinched both nipples, causing Tempest to suck in her breath.

"And I truly am enjoying refurbishing you," he added.

He started toying with her clit, sending thrills of arousal through her body. She climaxed and then he started her moving up and down again. She climaxed again and yet again before he finally released his seed into her bowels.