Pirate Abduction
"I am touching you," he said as he put his finger on her foot. "What do you want?"
"Touch me!"
"Where?"
"You know ..."
"I don't know. Where do you want me to touch you?"
"My ah ..."
"Yes?"
"My vulva," she said as she blushed.
"Aaarr! We didn't bring yer car and I'm not goin' back for it."
"No, no, no, my pussy!"
"Oh, why didn't you say so." Jim immediately leaned in and licked her from her vaginal entrance to her clitoris. Janet moaned aloud as he licked her again and again, first around her vulva and then, pointing his tongue, up under her clitoral hood. She shivered as he went to work on her in earnest, sucking on her lips and licking her clit from every angle. As she neared her climax, he slipped a finger into her and started massaging her G-spot. Suddenly, her entire body shuddered as her climax hit her and she gushed into his waiting mouth. He continued lapping up her juices until she collapsed in her bonds and began pulling away from him in hypersensitivity. Jim stood up and unhooked her wrists, then carried her to the bed and gently laid her on it. They cuddled for a while, then drifted off to sleep.
Saturday Morning
In the morning, Jim awoke first, as he usually does, and while Janet continued to sleep, he prepared the room for the morning's activities by quietly attaching tethered cuffs to each of the bed's legs. He put on his eye patch and set the Jolly Roger on the night stand, then pulled a long feather from his bag and began to tickle Janet with it. Janet awoke with a soft moan, but when she looked at him, she gasped and burst out laughing. Jim took advantage of her distraction to attach the cuffs to her wrists.
When she realized she couldn't get out of bed, Janet called "Yellow Flag! I need to pee." Jim stopped and disconnected her cuffs from the tethers, and rejoined them behind her back. As she sputtered about how he should free her because she really had to go, he helped her up and escorted her to the bathroom, lifting the lid and helping her to sit. She thanked him and told him he could go.
Instead of leaving, he said "Aaarr! If ye gotta go, ye'd better go. I can't risk losing me prisoner! If yer thinking yewl escape over the side when I'm not lookin', ye'd better think agin." as he sat on the edge of the bathtub to watch. Janet did what she could to hide her embarrassment, and, eventually, released her bladder. Jim continued to watch, and when she was done, he helped her stand and wiped her dry. By this time, Janet's face was red from the top of her head to her nipples.
Jim marched her back to the bed with his cutlass point at her back. When they got to the bed, Janet decided this was her opportunity to resist, so she began to fight to keep him from putting her back down and tying her to the bed. After some struggle, Jim tackled her onto the bed and got her right wrist cuff tethered again. As she continued to struggle, trying to unfasten the cuff with her left hand, he eventually got the her other wrist tethered. Even though she had some ability to move, she couldn't get her hands together to remove the cuffs. Jim then cuffed her ankles so she was loosely spread-eagled on the bed. She didn't quit struggling until all four limbs were secured and she had tested each one to see if she could pull it loose. Jim also blindfolded her so she couldn't see what he was about to do.
Although embarrassed by his invasion of her toilet, Janet began to trust again that Jim really wasn't going to hurt her. In the process, she relaxed and began to feel more comfortable with giving him control. Just as her body started to settle, he stroked the feather along her jaw line. She shivered and he waited, watching her reaction. When he saw her body relax, he stroked her with it again, this time, drawing the edge of the feather across her throat. She visibly flinched at the feeling as she thought of her throat being slit. For the next several minutes, each time she relaxed, he drew the feather across her breasts, first the underside of one, then along the side of the other, then across the top, then the underside of the other. Jim kept varying his strokes, avoiding her nipples, but each time, waited for her to relax before touching her again. As Janet began to pant and then to moan, Jim kept tickling her, slowly spreading his strokes across her upper body, including her chest, her neck, and her face.
Her breathing started to become ragged and her moans louder, when suddenly, he stopped. Jim sat and watched while Janet whimpered, as he let her relax for a few minutes. When her breathing became normal again, Jim picked up the feather again, this time, drawing it across the sole of her foot. Janet immediately tensed and again, he waited for her to relax. When he saw the tension sink from her body, he tickled her again, this time under her toes. Jim continued his slow, deliberate tickling of her body, this time concentrating on her lower body, avoiding her genitals. Again, as she began to lose control, he stopped. This time, when she whimpered louder, Jim leaned in close to her ear and whispered "Would you like something?" She squirmed in her bonds as she moaned. "What do you want?" he asked. "Please, no more teasing," she replied. He asked again "What do you want?" as he gently touched her clit with the feather and drew it feather up her torso to her chin. This time, she groaned and shuddered, but didn't say anything. "I'm sorry, I didn't hear you," he said as he drew the feather across her erect nipples. Janet visibly flinched at the touch and yelled "Stop teasing me!"
Picking up a soft artist's paintbrush, Jim spun on her clit, painting her with it until she exploded. Janet's body jerked against her bonds as her body spasmed and she screamed. Jim continued painting her with the brush, expanding his strokes to cover her entire vulva, until her spasms stopped, then he released her bonds, leaving the blindfold in place. Panting loudly, Janet gasped for air and reached out to hold him. Jim laid down beside her and she grabbed on as if she were drowning, wrapping him in a tight hug until she came down.
Finally, as Janet's mind began working again, she reached for Jim's cock, but he pulled away and asked if she was ready for breakfast. She suddenly realized she was ravenous, as she got out of bed, Jim laid out clothes for her to wear: a satin button-up shirt, panties, jeans, socks and shoes, but no bra. She, of course, noted immediately that he had not put out a bra for her and started to go to her overnight bag for one when he said "Aaarr! Yewl wear what I tell ye and no more! Yewl also not button the shirt too high if'n ye know what's good for ye." Janet blushed and chuckled, but didn't fight him over his clothing choices, dressing quickly and leaving the top three buttons of the shirt open.
When she was dressed, he walked around her, gave her a swat on the butt with his cutlass, then sat in front of her and told her to bend over so he could see into her shirt. When she bent over to show him her breasts, he reached into her shirt and tweaked her nipples, bringing them to attention. "Aaarr! Now we be ready to go to breakfast." As they started out the door, Janet reached for a jacket, but Jim growled an "Aaarr!" and she dropped it.
In the hotel restaurant, Jim ordered the buffet for both of them so Janet would have to walk up to get her food. As they filled their plates, Jim stopped near the fruit, looked Janet up and down and said "Check out those melons!" Janet blushed as Jim put some cantaloupe and honeydew on his plate. She tried to walk slowly so her breasts wouldn't jiggle, but without success. Jim positioned himself across the buffet from her then invited her to reach in, under the sneeze shield, to get some eggs and sausage. As she did, her blouse fell forward, giving him a great view into her shirt. When the got back to the table, Jim noticed her nipples were still erect and asked if she enjoyed the feel of the fabric rubbing against them. She lowered her eyes and whispered, "Yes, it makes me aware of how little I'm wearing."
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