1 comments/ 32894 views/ 16 favorites Pirate Treasure Ch. 01 By: Oupa99 This is the prequel to "Perfect Picture" and will be a multi chapter story. This is a work of fiction and all characters are consenting adults over 21. I want to thank everyone for their feedback on Perfect Picture and that encouraged me to continue this story. I especially want to thank NadiaLove17 for her incredible dialog, plot and story ideas and dancing_to_gallifrey for her editing and tightening my writing they both made this a much better story. Chapter 1 The Capture When I saw Cindy in New Orleans, I knew she was something special. I just happened to have a business event in New Orleans a couple of days after Fat Tuesday during Marti Gras, so luckily I had come early to enjoy the festivities. I was watching the floats and staying out of the way of the bead-tossers, when I saw a pirate ship float coming down the street. At first I wasn't paying attention, but then I noticed a saucy wench tied to the mast, the centerpiece of the display. Obviously, that was the group's way of attracting attention to their float. At a distance, the woman looked very shapely and as the float came closer, I realized that she was a rare and undiscovered stunner. She had long blonde hair that hung to her lower back. She was tied to the mast in a way that displayed her beautiful breasts which were perfect on her body; large but not too large. Her waist was tiny and reminded me of the term wasp waist. Her hips and legs were tightly muscled and complimented her petite frame. As she came closer, her face and eyes drew me in. Her face was soft and innocent with high cheek bones that set off her eyes and mouth. Her eyes were a sparking green, but seemed lost somehow. As she got even closer, her eyes connected with mine and we held each other's eyes until some guy on the float slapped her face rudely and made her look away. I knew what I had seen. She was one of those rare, natural submissives and those assholes on the float had latched on to that and were taking advantage of it. As I was watching the float, the same man that slapped the girl reached up and ripped open her peasant blouse and tore off her skirt. Now she was tied to the mast with tiny bits of her blouse covering her nipples, but the rest was exposed. Her breasts weren't beautiful; they were stunningly spectacular and perfect in every way. They were large, full and defied gravity by sitting high and firm, begging to be caressed and loved with hard nipples trying to push the torn blouse out of the way. The only other thing she was wearing was a thong and her entire body was on view, especially her taut belly, tiny waist, and small tight hips and ass were all exposed for everyone's viewing pleasure. I noticed her tits were rising and falling more rapidly and her hips were squirming. She was getting turned on by being displayed. She was so beautiful, an exhibitionist and a submissive. A rare combination and if the circumstances were different, I would make a play for her. I had been without a sub for four years, but my last experience showed that I need to be careful. She turned her head defiantly and pleaded to me with her eyes. The sorrow and pain in her life was held in her eyes and she practically begged to be set free. I felt those green orbs willing me to rescue her, to take her away from all of this, and she was already melting my heart. I still would not have done anything, except for that bully asshole on the float reached around and slapped her tits and punched her in the stomach. She doubled over as far as the ropes would let her and she tried to vomit, but she evidently didn't have anything in her stomach. Okay, even if she isn't for me, she still doesn't deserve that sort of treatment. So I started following the float down Bourbon Street until it reached the end of the parade. I watched as the guys on the float started packing everything and they completely ignored the girl. They took off several loads of beads and a couple of coolers of beers. I heard a car start up and then they were gone. I went to the float and this stunning naked girl was tied up to the mast with coarse hemp rope wrapped tight around her entire body. As I went over to her I found that she was passed out cold, had been beaten, whipped, and cut up in several places. As a final humiliation, they piled their trash around her and smeared much of it on her naked body. I went over to her and began to untie the ropes, but the minute the first one loosened, she came to and started screaming, "No, I'll do whatever you want. Just don't beat me anymore. Please ... No more." I stepped in front of her and softy said, "They're gone and I'm here to take care of you. Let me untie the ropes and I promise I won't hurt you like the others did." I realized this would take forever and began cutting the ropes with my pocket knife. As I cut the last rope, she fell forward into the trash pile, unable to stand. I ran around to her and started to roll her onto her back, but as soon as I touched her, she started shaking and moaning. "No ... no ... no more." When I picked her up and cradled her in my arms, I was disgusted by what the men could do to such a beautiful and delicate creature. She couldn't have been more than 5'1" and 90 pounds. Surveying the damage, I noticed that she had the beginnings of bruises on her face, a cut lip, and it looked like some of her silken hair had been ripped out too. From her neck to her knees she had rope burns and what looked like rips on her skin. The ends of the rope had been used to whip her breasts and belly and there were ugly lines across her soft skin. Right then and there I vowed vengeance on the vile humans who did this. I took off my jacket, wrapped it around her, picked her up and cradled her in my arms as we began the walk to my hotel. Fortunately, I am a strong guy otherwise the twelve block walk to my hotel would have been a problem, even with this small, delicate woman. When I was almost to the hotel, she started coming around. Immediately, she started thrashing around, but when she looked into my eyes she stopped and said, "You ... You came and saved me like I prayed you would." "Yes, I couldn't leave you in the hands of that scum. You my dear deserve much better." "Where are you taking me?" "To my hotel for now." "Are you going to try and fuck me?" she questioned. "No, I'm going to take care of you." She changed tactics, "Don't you want to fuck me? Don't you think I'm pretty?" "My sweet gorgeous woman, you are one of the most beautiful women I have seen in a long time and if we ever did go to bed we would make love, not fuck." "What is the difference?" She asked innocently. "We will discuss that later. Did those scum rape you?" "No, a couple of them tried but the leader just wanted to hurt me, so they didn't." We arrived at the hotel and I walked up to the 2nd floor and struggled with the girl in my arms to get the door unlocked, but finally I laid her on the bed. I released her from my coat and looked at the damage done to her and got angry all over again. She looked into my eyes and I saw a deep fear across her face as she jumped to the other side of the bed and started to run. I caught her securely in my arms and asked, "What is wrong?" "Don't hit me ... I know you're mad ... But please don't hit me." "Oh sweet girl, I am not angry with you. I am angered at those bastards and I can't believe that they could have done this to you." She calmed when she looked into my eyes and saw the truth there. "You ... You won't hit me?" "No, I'm only going to clean you up for a little while. Go lie on the bed while I go get some supplies to take care of you." "Are you going to tie me up so I won't run away?" "Would you like me too? "Yes, I don't like being alone and I might run away. Just don't hurt me." I looked into those eyes and knew the truth. She didn't trust herself and needed someone to control her. She was the ultimate natural submissive, but if she didn't find the right dominant she would be dead soon. "Yes, my sweet girl I will tie you up. So please go lie on the bed." As she went over to the bed and laid down on her back spread-eagle, I went over to my suitcase and pulled out a length of soft cotton rope. I sat on the bed next to her and gently grasped her left wrist and wrapped the rope around it three times, and then tied it to the bed post with a taught-line hitch. I repeated the procedure on her other wrist and both legs. Then, I went around to each line and slid the knot closer to the bed, stretching her out tightly to the bed. "How do you feel .. Secure?" "Yes, I will be here when you get back." "Baby, what is your name?" I asked. "Cindy," she replied. I quickly went to the grocery store and pharmacy to gather antiseptic soaps, ointment creams and lotions, plus a scar reducer. I also got a supply of towels, wash cloths and razors. When I returned to my room, she was asleep. I started a bath and dumped in a combination of skins softeners, antiseptics and other healing crystals that I had picked up. I returned to the bedroom and saw that she was awake and staring at me. I untied her, picked her up in my arms and carried her to the bath. The whole time I was carrying her, she curled into me and stared at me. "Why are you doing this? What do you want from me?" "I don't want anything from you. I see a beautiful flower that has been torn and abused and I want to help fix her and see what she was meant to be. I want to see her happy, loved and cared for. I want you to see your next birthday and many more after that." Tears welled up in her eyes and started to cascade down her pink cheeks. "I don't know how to be happy or loved," she cried. "I'll teach you, if you want me to and if you will trust me." She was crying harder now and sniffed, "I want you to ... please." I washed her wounds and tried to make sure that there was no foreign matter in the wounds and then snipped away any dead tissue. She was a trooper throughout the whole process and only winced a couple of times. I lifted her out of the tub, patted her dry and then carried her back to her bed. Then, I proceeded to doctoring each wound and rubbed lotion on the rest of her. As I gently rubbed lotion over her breasts and nipples, she moaned and squirmed. These were not painful moans, but moans of passion. Slightly confused, I looked into her eyes and saw pure lust staring back at me. I looked away and continued the treatment, but before I finished, she was panting. "What's happening to me? Why do I feel like this? "Cindy, are you a virgin?" I asked. "No, I've been fucked before, several times," she said indignantly. "But you have never felt like this? Have you ever had an orgasm?" "I've gotten wet before, but I don't think I've ever had an orgasm, what does it feel like?" "It's passion Cindy, it's what happens when people make love." I continued to treat her beaten body as gently as I could. As I finished, her breasts were heaving and her pussy was glistening and dripping on the bed. Damn, she was a wet dream, she was ready for me, but I couldn't take advantage of her. "Do you want me to tie you up for the night?" She nodded yes, and added "could you sleep next to me?" I nodded yes and since we would be in the same bed I would have to tie her up differently. So I tied her wrists together and tied her hands at the top of the headboard. This time, I left some slack for her to move when she slept. Also, I decided to leave her legs free. I covered her with a sheet, took off my shirt and pants, turned out the lights and laid down next to her. She was tied up naked and I was in my underwear, and I'm sure we made a heck of a sight. My head hit the pillow, and I was asleep. I awoke with someone screaming next to me, and rolled over to find Cindy curled in the fetal position. I reached over and pulled her into my arms to cradle her. "Shhhh baby, it's alright. You're safe for now. Shhhh, you're safe." She stopped screaming and her body started to relax, so she allowed herself to be pulled into my warm embrace. She whispered, "They were beating me again and I was screaming for them to stop, but then you came and saved me, just like you did now." She turned and looked into my eyes and whispered again, "you saved me." Then she slowly started to squirm into me and rubbed against my cock. "Will you show me what it's like to make love?" "Oh, uh sure, someday I'll show you, but you need to heal first." She continued rubbing her tits against my chest and said "Please ... now ... please ... I want to know love. I need to know what it's like. Being beaten ... I need something to prove that it's not bad, that it doesn't have to hurt..." On its own accord, my hand was toying with her nipple. Shit, I can only be so noble and when she rolled onto her back, I was gone. I started nibbling on her lips and tracing her lips with my tongue, dipping it into her mouth. Within a couple of minutes, we were locked in a passionate kiss. Meanwhile, my hands were fondling and stroking those magnificent tits. I was paying special attention to her nipples that were as hard as rocks. As I toyed with her nipples, she began to moan into my mouth, so I thought I would see what would I get if I pinched her nipples? Her back came off the mattress and she pushed her tits into my pinching hands. Her mouth broke from mine and she started moaning louder. I could see her tugging on the ropes and knew this was helping her respond to me. "Oh God what's happening ... Oh more ...more ..MORE!" I scooped her other nipple into my mouth and started twirling it with my tongue. I would stop and nip her nipple with my teeth and by this time, her back bowed such that only her head and butt were on the mattress. My hand abandoned her tit and began its journey south, traveling over the soft, tight skin of her belly that was marred by the beatings earlier, and I promised to give her more pleasure tonight than she had ever experienced to make up for the abuse. I ran my middle finger through her pussy lips and found that she was soaked, so I wet my finger and came back out to caress her clit. The reaction was immediate, she gave a small breathy scream as her whole body bowed above the mattress. "Ohhh, so good..." My mouth and tongue switched to the other nipple and my finger slid easily into her wet pussy. She was not a virgin, but she was tight enough and I would have to loosen her before she could take me. I added a second finger to her pussy and started a slow finger fuck, with my fingers rubbing her G-Spot on each pass. Her moans were turning into small screams and she was gasping for breath, which also had the effect of making the gorgeous orbs on her chest shake and call to me. I renewed my passionate attack on her nipples as my thumb caressed her clit. Her body froze in a tight bow above the bed and her mouth opened in a passionate groan. As the first wave of her orgasm passed, she fell back to the bed as her whole body quivered. When her breath came shuttering back, she started moaning, "Ahhhh...Gawd." Her eyes started to focus once again, so she looked into my eyes and ran her tongue over her lips. Then, she asked in a shaky voice, "Is that what love is like?" "Cindy, that's an orgasm and it's only the beginning of love," I responded. As I continued to finger her, I started kissing my way down to that pussy that I have been dying to taste. I stopped at her belly button and paid homage to what had to be a world class, sexy belly button. I licked and sucked on it for a second, then headed for my ultimate goal. My fingers were still slowly fucking her as I kissed around her pussy lips and she asked, "What are you doing?" Instead of answering, I put my tongue on her fragrant pussy and gave the entire area a good lick. When I hit her clit, her hips came off the bed again. Damn I thought, this girl is so sensitive and so responsive, how is it possible that no one has given her an orgasm before? I put her legs over my shoulders and stood up on my knees so that only her head was on the mattress, and started eating her succulent pussy with gusto. I would vary my full cunt licks with nibbles on her lips and caresses on her clit. Her hips were bucking and thrashing and I had to hold her with both hands to keep my mouth on her. "Oh god, ahhhhh... oohh gawd ... what are you doing to mmmeeee." I pursed my lips, placed them over her clit, and sucked it into my mouth and lashed it with my tongue while I was sucking on it. She screamed as her body froze in the air and she released, drenching my face with her juices. When I felt her start to relax, I let her clit slip from my mouth, only to suck it right back in. She came again and her body shuddered again as her screams lessened from lack of breath. I did this three more times and she kept cumming and cumming. Her butt, stomach and leg muscles were knotted and quivering. Her face was frozen in a silent pallor of passion and her eyes were glazed over. Her whole chest area was beet red and the cords on her neck were distended and pulsing. In her current throes of passion, she was the most sensual woman I had ever seen. She was glowing, pulsing and radiating with womanhood. I became so enraptured by her that I let her clit slip from my mouth. I had also confirmed the she was multi-orgasmic, as well as very sensitive. Her eyes came back in focus and she stared at me in wonderment. "What you're doing to me... I've never felt anything like that before ... it feels like heaven ... so very good." I laid her down on the mattress to take off my shorts and I heard her gasp as she saw my hardened cock. A little oversized, 9" to be exact, but the finest feature was the large head that seemed so forbidding. I spread her legs and placed the head of my cock against her pussy lips, rubbing her juices all over the head. I looked up and saw her watching me with wonder and a little fear. I pushed in a little and lubricated more of my cock head with each trip into her soft pussy. I was using my thumb to caress her clit, and this caused her to squirm which helped my cock enter her tight pussy. I had about half the head of my cock in her when she moaned in a shuttering breath, "Ohhhh sooo big." Her mouth opened in a big O and her breaths were like puffs of a steam engine, her back arched to serve up those perfect tits capped with rock hard nipples. I couldn't resist and on my next stroke I kept pushing into her pussy and the head of my cock popped into her warm, tight cunt. At the same time, I flicked her clit and leaned over as she shattered thrustign her tits into my awaiting mouth. She was moaning continuously, and when I bit her nipple as she was cumming, she blasted to a whole new level. I kept her cumming as I sank deeper and deeper into that velvet pussy. I would caress and then flick her clit and at the same time bite one of her nipples. "Oh it hurts.. so good..." I kept going deeper still until I hit bottom and when I did, her orgasm went to a higher level and every muscle in her body tensed, including her cunt. I was locked deep inside this stunning woman in the middle of her absolutely mind-blowing orgasm. As her cunt started to release me, I started to pull back, but every few seconds her cunt would grab me again in a new round of spasms. She was making keening sounds, moans and squeaks now. Lost was the ability to voice her words. The lubrication and all her juices were allowing me slide in and out. She started cumming continuously every time the large head of my cock caressed her G-Spot and every time I tapped out against her cervix. Her whole beautiful body was a mass of twitches with her muscles rippling through her belly, and in the mist of it all her perfect tits were shaking and wobbling. I reached over and pinched her hard nipples again. Pirate Treasure Ch. 01 This velvet grip around my cock was having its effect, and I felt my ejaculation start its journey. I grabbed her hips and began slamming into her and she blushed in pure passion. "Ohh MASTER!" I froze against her cervix and blasted my warm, creamy cum into her. Her glassy eyes opened wide and then rolled back in her head as she passed out. As I held her, shooting my cum into her twitching, spasmming body, I realized that she had just called me her Master. ------------- In the morning, I awoke lying on my side and staring at the beautiful creature lying next to me. Her arms were above her head and tied to the headboard. Her petite body was in repose, with her soft, perfect breasts flattened on her chest, but rising softy as she breathed. Her breasts were capped with soft pink nipples that could become hard and demanding with a fiery hot pink color. Her ribs were prominent and they made a dramatic sloping transition into a tiny waist and a concave belly. Her sensuous belly button begged to be licked and played with. The concave belly created a valley between her hip bones that lead to a prominent mound curving off to a perfect set of pussy lips. They were still glistening from our love making and would occasionally twitch. Her legs were dancer's legs, shapely yet muscled and her butt was just as shapely and muscled. I looked at her innocent, beautiful face, softened in sleep and wondered who has tormented this woman to the point of such despair. The minute our eyes connected, we could see into each other's souls. She pleaded at me with her eyes and knew that I would come save her. I saw an innocent Sub that would shortly be abused and dead if I didn't save her. Reaching over, I softy caressed her stunning tits and let my hand wander down her chest, across her stomach, and finally cupped her pussy. She gasped when I touched her and I looked at her face to see her looking at me with tears and sadness in her eyes. "What's wrong, sweet one?" I asked. "You're going to give me away now, aren't you?" she sobbed. "What ... what makes you think that?" I responded. "That's what they all do after they use me." "Has anyone ever used you like I just did?" "Oh no Master, I have never ever known or felt those feelings or sensations, and what you did to me was beyond anything I ever thought existed. That will make it worse when you give me away..." "Do you want me to give you away?" "Oh no Master, but you are my master." "How do you know I am a Master and what do you think a master is?" "I can see in your eyes that you demand obedience and that you are a master. A Master is someone that beats you when you are good, but beats you especially hard when you are bad." I reached over a stroked her face and said, "Well baby, you are right that I am a master, but you're wrong about what a master is. I am a dominant and I do demand obedience, but my job is to protect you and take care of you even if you don't agree with my choices. You are a submissive and your job is to care for your master, and follow everything he tells you to do. When you are bad you will be punished, but a good master never beats his Sub and only punishes to correct bad behavior." I added, "The people I stole you from are human brutes, not refined masters. They feel powerful by abusing and beating women. Those are not masters, they aren't even men. If you were my Sub, the only time I would punish you with pain is if you lied to me. Even then, I would not damage you. Do you understand now my Pet?" "Yes Master, I do. What are you going to do with me?" "Well most of that is up to you. Cindy I see a rare chance here. You are an incredibly gorgeous woman, a natural Submissive, very sensual, responsive, multi-orgasmic and I think that with some training, you can make an incredible sub. I would like to be your trainer if you agree to my terms." "Oh master, yes please," she beamed at me. Her eyes brightened and her smile lit up the room while her whole body brightened. Wow, I need to see that more often. I reached over and kissed her, and she responded with sensuous lips. Oh boy I could tell that I was going to have a hard time controlling myself around her. I reached over and fondled one tit and sucked the nipple of the other with my mouth. "Oh master, will you love me again? ... I want to feel you again." "Oh my passionate Pet, you make it difficult to say no, but we have work to do and it will have to be quick." My hand tweaked her nipple and then traveled to that pussy to get it warmed up, but there was no need since it was already soaked. I continued working her nipple with my tongue while I settled myself between her thighs and started working the head of my cock against her lips to get it lubricated. "Oh master yes ... oh I want you inside me ... make me your slave ... Oh master your slave is begging for you ... Ohhhh please." I started working my cock into that buttery pussy and she was rocking her hips up and down, trying to help me enter her. My cock popped into her pussy and she sucked in a huge breath. "Oh master you're so big ... it hurts so good." Starting slow, I began rubbing the head of my cock over her G-Spot to get her up to a peak quickly. Her moans, pants, and gasps showed me that it was working. I sank deeper into that tight pussy, taking slow strokes, but going deeper each time. She started quivering and her breathing was shallow and quick, so I knew she was getting close. Damn those tits, she was thrusting at me again and as I latched onto a nipple, I slammed all the way home to bump into her cervix. Her back came off the bed, helping me maul her tits even more and the first orgasm ran through her. "Agghhhhh... so full." This time, I knew I could last a long time and I was going to fuck her senseless and make her the slave to my cock that she wanted to be. I put her legs on my shoulders, bent her so her knees were touching her tits, and began to pound my cock into that grasping, juicy pussy. With every down stroke, I was slamming into her cervix. After her first orgasm, I really couldn't tell when one cum ended and the next one began. She was thrashing her head back and forth, and with her hands tied and pussy and legs controlled by me that was all she could move. Well, those incredible tits were shaking and wobbling in time to my pounding also. Then, I felt something I had never felt, I swore her cervix nip at my cock; I know it can't do that but it sure felt like it. I felt my cum start to boil at thought, Cindy was feeling too, but she was cumming so hard she couldn't do anything. Her eyes widened as I started to cum and bathed her womb. I looked down at Cindy and were open but unseeing in a distant lustful stare. She was still thrashing and her body was shaking with muscles knotting and rippling. Her cunt was still rippling up and down my cock, keeping it hard and buried deep inside her. As I stopped cumming, Cindy's body had quit thrashing, but was still twitching slightly. I looked down at Cindy and her eyes were open, but she wasn't seeing me, her mind was still trying to understand what had just happened to her body. She let out a shuttering breath and her eyes cleared. She looked at me with a depth of emotion that looked like awe or maybe even love. We stared into each other's eyes for a few more seconds and then I leaned in and gave her a soul wrenching kiss. As our lips parted, she whispered, "Master, I am your slave and will be your slave for as long as you want me. I know now what love can be and it is a Master like you." Then, tears started flowing down her cheeks. "Why are you crying my dear Pet?" I asked softly, wiping at her face. "I have been missing love all my life and now I have found what a true master can be and I can't bear the thought of not being with you ... I need you to be my master and I know I have been looking for you all my life." "My pet, you have already bewitched me. I don't know what the future will bring, but you make me very happy and I look forward to training you and making you my sub. We will figure out the future together." I apparently left enough slack in her tied hands for her to loop her hands over my head and pull me into a heartwarming kiss. "Oh master, I will make you proud, I will be the best slave in the world for you. I love you master and I want to make you the happiest master in the world." She cried with tears of joy in her green eyes. "Okay, my pet your training will start tomorrow. But the first rules start now. First - you are my property and you must take care of your master's property. That means you must eat what I tell you, exercise every day, bathe every day, soften your supple skin after every bath, and not take any risks with your master's property. No piercing, tattoos or other marks will mar the beauty of my property unless I permit it." She nodded. "Second -- you will always keep your body free of hair except for the gorgeous golden locks on your head. Your pussy, asshole and mouth will always be clean and available to me whenever I want you. You will never wear underwear unless I designate something specific for you to adorn." Again, she nodded. "Third -- in our house, you will always be naked and in slave presentation position when I come home and you can only cum when I give you permission. I can grant exceptions." Cindy looked puzzled, but nodded again. "I will explain what I mean by that later. Fourth -- you will obey every command without question or comment." "Yes!" She replied. "Of course!" "Fifth -- never lie to me. This breaks the trust between Master and Sub and will result in a painful punishment or dissolution of the Master/Sub arrangement." She nodded a final agreement. "Any questions?" Cindy still had a 100-watt smile on her face and she pulled me down to kiss me again and whispered, "No questions master. I promise I will be the best slave you have ever been with. Thank you my master. I love you." "We'll see, my beautiful and bewitching Pet. We'll see." I began to untie the rope that held her to the bed. "We have that first rule to take care of now." I picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. She put her arms around me and snuggled into my neck as I carried her, somehow this all felt right. I set her on the toilet while I started her bath with all the healing additions mixing in with the water. When she finished with the toilet, I told her to get in the tub and I used a natural sponge to start cleaning wounds. When I was finished with her wounds, I told her to wash her hair, shave her legs, arm pits and wash everything else while I got us some breakfast. I stood and started for the door, but turned around when she said, "Master, thank you for saving me, showing me what love can be like, but mostly thank you for the honor of being your slave. You have saved me master; I will always be your love slave forever." "Rule number one Pet." As I left the bathroom, I had a lump in my throat. To be continued