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A Pirate's Bounty: Part 7


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She groaned at first, shifting her legs along the floor. Her labia were still sore from the block, but nonetheless she shuffled her buttocks towards the ravenette and shrugged her shoulders. The plank sc***d as she shrugged, the rope of her wrists caught underneath it, but she was too tired to do anything about it. She pushed her legs straight, stretched her arms backwards as she dug her heels in and shuffled forwards, and pulled the plank after her. She groaned, wincing with her eyes closed at every effort to obey his command.

 

He waited until she reached the ravenette, then grabbed the poor girl’s hair and lifted her head, and the brunette slipped her feet under the bars that kept the girl’s wrists out. The brunette adjusted her position, the ravenette mumbling with a pair of plump lips pressed against her mouth, and the both of them moaned with new pleasure. The ravenette hummed and licked delicately, her neck aching from her restraints, but did her best to suck and lick and dip her tongue in and out. The brunette leaned on her arms, her back arching and breasts rising with pleasure, and she breathed in deeply through her nose with her lips set in a satisfied line. He sat behind the brunette, legs through the gaps between her arms and her hips, and he shuffled in until he was sat on her plank. She tugged on her wrists unknowingly, suddenly jerking at the lack of movement that came with his weight on the plank, and then she gasped at his arms, wrapping under her arms to claw at her breasts.

 

She hummed, both from the ravenette between her legs and his hands groping her breasts, and she leaned over her shoulder to look at him. He raised his right hand to her jaw, pushing it further while his left hand continued to fondle her. He leaned over her left shoulder and kissed her hesitant lips. She kissed back in submission, letting her tongue seep into his mouth. She groaned now, her neck contorting in a new wave of pleasure from the ravenette’s tongue on her clitoris, but he kept hold of her jaw and she squirmed against him, his left hand reaching over to her right breast to pinch her nipple. She leaned further into the kiss, her body subtly writhing with all of the pleasure, and the ravenette worked harder. He tongued her deeply, then let her watch the ravenette, biting her lip and closing her eyes.

 

He took his hands back, stroking her hair over her ear, and then he gathered her long locks to the back of her head. He tugged downwards, making her yelp in ***, but suddenly her head jolted forward and the *** disappeared. He held a lock of her hair to his nose, tying a piece of cord around it and holding it in front of her face.

“A trophy, to prove that you are an obedient Submissive.” He put it in his pocket and stood up. He leaned down, tonguing her again before walking over to the ravenette. He grabbed her by the hair and lifted her head, pulling her out of her frenzy-like feast.

“No no! Please Master, let me finish!”

Her head dropped back to the brunette’s labia, he tied a cord around a lock of her hair and sniffed it, and then he put it in his pocket. The ravenette continued to eat, biting the brunette now until she began to cry and groan in euphoria. The brunette was coming close to orgasm. He bent down and began to unlock the ravenette’s ankles.

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