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I was awoken by the smooth and luscious sensations of Ellen’s tongue around my cock. Since I had begun this relationship with my mother and my Quartermaster, I have found myself enjoying the varying techniques that they both utilize to satisfy me. My mother seems fond of a more tender approach. I can tell by the way she seems to understand my body as if it were her own. It doesn’t take her too much time to get me moaning like a Shavarian Calf. Her tongue is as smooth as silk and she employs techniques of sensual deep-throating. Hers is a rhythmic movement between undying pleasure and gentle caressing.
Ellen, on the other hand, is a much more aggressive temperament. Her technique is a fast, nigh overwhelming battle with the iron rod in front of her. She tries to subdue it. She tries to conquer it. She tries to assault it time after time. Before I can begin enjoying one part, I am overwhelmed by the feeling of another. Ellen be like a myriad of spices upon a tavern’s dinner plate. She be a delectable meal that each bite is an assault on the mind and senses. Her tongue ferociously wraps around my cock like a predator on a piece of meat.
Like the powerful businesswoman she be, hers is like a harsh deal going back and forth between her and a client. She seeks to make it fall beneath her feminine wiles.
Such powerful suction.
Such rapid movements.
Such stimulating tongue action.
Seas, I love these two women of mine to death, and both could get me cumming down their throats in no time if they were a bit more practiced. However, for Ellen specifically, I had to remind her just who be the one in control. As much as I loved this fierceness of hers, there still be an enjoyment I feel when I direct her in the ways I like.
I quickly let Ellen know I was awake by placing a hand on her head. I must have surprised her because she stopped momentarily. Yet, when I pressed the back of her head to continue, she decided to do so. I knew she would be trying to go for the same monstrous rhythm that she had been doing before, but I held her. My eyes closed, I slowly moved her head up and down. I’m surprised I didn’t hear any backtalk, but I more think that’s because her mouth was pretty…occupied.
I gasped and moaned in ecstasy as Sothshore gently took my cock through the tunnels of her mouth and throat. I heard small gags here and there, but she kept servicing me regardless. Her spit slathered my cock like fine oils. Her teeth gently scraped the sides of my meat. Even her teeth aroused me, though we both made sure that nothing more than light glancing be done. However, I too have felt the pain of inexperienced teeth on my meat. It be no pleasant feeling.
“Mmmm, a pleasant way to be woken up on a dreary day,” I said. The wisps of sleep and drowsiness still clung to my tongue and throat. Ellen pulled up from my hardened flesh pistol for a moment.
“I hope you realize that we need to explore Hilvir. I’d rather not spend the next two days sucking your cock, Sir!” she replied. Her tongue trailed up and down my erection after that.
I laughed at her rather fiery answer but I couldn’t deny that she was right. Though I don’t remember if there was anything of worthy note in Hilvir, that didn’t mean I couldn’t explore for a little while. Sometimes the most ordinary plains yield the greatest secrets. Plus, as I mentioned previously, I believe some time off the ship would do everyone some good.
It isn’t long before I unleashed a beastly grunt and expelled a barrel’s worth of cum down Ellen’s throat. She must have swallowed it easily this time because I did not hear her gag nor make any noise of discomfort like she had done in previous times.
Once the sea’s bliss left me, Ellen cleaned my cock with her tongue before releasing me from her mouth. It aroused me greatly to see a small string of cum trail down the side of her lips. She brushed it away with the back of her palm. As she moved her body from the bed, I notice just how red her ass looked. Each movement of her hips makes each cheek stand out to me.
Sothshore walked over to her clothes and dressed herself. Once she made it to the door, I stopped her with my voice.
“You be forgetting something, Sothshore?” I asked her.
“Thank you for punishing me, Sir!” She growled out as she looked at the door.
“Seems like you be in need of another night if you be turning your back to me,” I said.
Ellen turned around until she faced me. I resist the urge to laugh when she inhaled and exhaled.
“Thank you for punishing me, Sir. May I be excused now?” she asked me through her annoyance. If I wanted to be a smartass son of a bitch, which I was, right now, I would have reminded Ellen just how much she sang for me last night. I decided not to since I would allow her head and her body to catch up with what we had done.
“You’re excused. While you’re taking your bath, if Ilzahold questions you, leave no question unanswered,” I told her.
“I’m still coming to terms with how insane you are, çeşme escort Sir. Not many people attempt to fuck with the witch this much. If this voyage bears no fruit, not even hell be enough payment to satisfy her,” Ellen answered me.
Perhaps I was looking into that statement more than I should have, but it made me smile when I think this to be some…Sothshore way of worrying about me.
“The gears of Fate have brought me this much. I doubt they’ll stop now. Do not fear, I live by my promise. I shall make you a queen of riches so wealthy that kings wouldn’t be able to look upon their wives any longer,” I said to her.
I must have been more sleepy than I thought because I was sure I saw a smile just off the side of Sothshore’s face. “I’ll hold your ass to that, Sir,” she said to me before she closed the door. For the next few minutes, I thought over that smile and her words.
Once my thoughts were interrupted by the sounds of my crew, I decided now would be a good time to get my ass out of my bed. There be an adventure to explore and riches to uncover, though…I have been to Hilvir before and found nothing previously. At worst, it’s two days for me to train my abilities and my body. At best, it’s two days for collecting treasures.
As I exit my room, I see Ellen already dressed and prepared to give commands to the crew members. Most of the crew is inline waiting for their turns to take a bath and rationing food for breakfast. Thankfully, all of this is done in about two hours. I don’t know how Liara got over a hundred people bathed in that time, but I didn’t really care.
I gave myself a quick wash as well. As per usual, nothing be spoken of between myself and Liara. I did feel her gaze on me at times when she thought I be not looking, but I keep it to myself. I don’t know what she hoped to investigate by staring upon my person, but if seeing my body caused her ease, then who was I to say no?
My bath was over and everyone was prepared for Hilvir. As the captain, I had to spend a bit of time organizing groups. Apparently, the adventurer group, Raven’s Shadow if anyone be curious, did not inform me of this destination because they figured I was already aware of it. They had only found out that we were not sailing for Hilvir when one of them asked my mother.
It seemed that it was a condition that they be allowed to sail for Hilvir in exchange for becoming a part of my temporary crew. I could have been a bastard and ignored them, but I figure the crew had…enough stress doubting the steel of a young bilge rat as their captain. There be no need to make the matter worse.
Once the ship was organized into the people who were staying and leaving, I was the first off the ship. Ellen decided to stay and man the crew in my stead since…everyone noticed the unease she felt when she walked. Some figured it to be from her bout with Diane, but she and I knew otherwise.
“Maeloson, Aesteal, you’re both with me,” I called. The two elves appeared before me. Their bows on their shoulders and their quivers on their backs, they were ready to join me in whatever I had planned.
We were ready to disembark from the ship before I heard another voice call out to me.
“Dear Captain, a day from the ship would do me good as well. Perhaps I can journey with you?”
I turned around and I noticed Liara standing in some more…normal clothing that would not give away her status as a witch so easily. Nevertheless, her dress is still as enticing as any other piece of clothing I’ve seen her wear.
A bronze coin for my thoughts, I don’t know why she would wish to come with me specifically. If she wished to go out then I bet there was no shortage of groups that would take her in. I don’t see her man lug anywhere which led me to believe he was below the deck. I also don’t see Diane anywhere. If the witch needed something I’d always figured she would send those two out to get it for her. What would make her do otherwise?
Still, I saw no reason to turn her away. “If you wish,” I replied to her.
The smile on her face concerned me, but I thought nothing of it at the time. Once again, I figure there are things about women that I, as a man, will never know. I don’t try to either. It all be a great big headache otherwise.
Once Liara, Maeloson, Aesteal, and I were ready, we walked off the ship and officially entered the shores of Hilvir. A walk across the sands then took us into the open, green fields. I wish I could have enjoyed the air a bit more, but the grey skies seem to prevent that. No doubt the aftereffects of my anger had not been subdued yet.
“So what do you have us out here for? There shouldn’t be anything interesting here,” Maeloson said.
“I’m inclined to agree with Maeloson, Sir. Why are we out here?” Aesteal asked.
“If you be dissatisfied, you’re free to go back and swab the deck. It needs cleaning anyway,” I told them. Both elves wisely shut their mouths. I wasn’t about to tell them that I had başakşehir escort no idea what the seafuck I was doing out here either. I sure as hell wasn’t going to tell Ilzahold either.
A couple of hours had taken our little group around a mountain range. I decided to switch roles between the elves and myself when we spotted three fattened swine. Since Liara and the elves had seen me showcase my abilities before, I saw no need to hid them now. I pulled water from the moist air and surrounded the hogs. With these two being elves and whatnot, I made sure to give the swine easy deaths as my…respect for nature. Yeah, let’s go with that.
Then, Maeloson drained the blood from their lifeless bodies while Aesteal prepared the fire. I was not expecting Liara to help out, but she provided spices that would make for a good lunch.
“So tell me, given what I know of elven culture, I was led to believe your kind abhorred piracy. What circumstances would cause you to choose this lifestyle?” Liara asked.
Maeloson and Aesteal looked to me for some sort of guidance. I couldn’t tell if they were looking for me to answer for them, or if they were looking for my acknowledgement that they could answer. For whatever reason, the elves have kept a rather wide berth of Liara. I didn’t think to ask why. It didn’t directly concern me.
I motioned for them both to answer if they wanted. They already knew to be respectful of the witch since I had ordered the ship to not bother her unless necessary. Most have taken to following this rule fairly easily, but I have had to make an example of a few gambling men.
“There are many forces that drive the world which even you do not comprehend, Lady Liara. This is one of them. The life of a pirate is preferable. In fact, it might as well be the will of the spirits themselves,” Aesteal said.
I didn’t know what that meant. I don’t think Liara knew either. What I did know was that the two elves had fallen into a feeling of melancholy. The words I could have said to make them feel better did not come to me.
“And what will you both do once this voyage ends?” the witch asked.
“We will follow the captain until he tells us otherwise,” Maeloson answered this time. I wasn’t even sure of my thoughts on that statement. Aside from their supposed belief that I was the elven spirit of water, I don’t know what made them wish to be on my crew so badly.
“I’m not your captain yet, and you’re not my crew either,” I answered.
Now, I’ll quickly admit that I didn’t need to say that as aggressively as I did. I blame my Draegnar bastard mouth. Even after so many years, I am still aware that I talk before I think.
At face value, the elves are two individuals that any pirate would want in their crew. They follow orders, they keep the ship organized, they are not afraid to throw banter with anyone else, and they fend for themselves pretty well.
Hell, even without these attributes, they are worthy to be in a crew just simply from the fact that they ARE elves. Yet, these only serve to concern me in ways I can’t answer. If they were this good, then what had led to their capture?
If there was a difference between Ellen, my mother, and the elves, the first two were recruited by me. I knew Sothshore and my mother. I knew what they wanted out of joining me. I had wanted them with me. They were mine.
That…was not the same with Maeloson and Aesteal. They were mine, yes, but I did not recruit them. They had more or less begged me into accepting them. I knew not what they wanted out of joining me. They did not serve under me simply because it be a joyous ride. I was simply the better option compared to something else. I doubt they were following me because I was their proclaimed Spirit of Water.
It occurred to me that I could just as well ask them instead of antagonizing myself over the matter but, when I look into their eyes, I see a tale too painful to bring up. It’s just like mine. Perhaps I am wary of them because, behind their eyes, I know they don’t see me as their captain. For that, I am cautious of them. The three of us will know where we stand before I ever begin having them join me.
My statement must have shut down any other forms of conversation because we each ate our lunch quietly. It was only when Maeloson and Aesteal shot up that Liara and I were concerned.
Both elves reached for their bows and their arrows. I stood up as well.
“Problem?” I asked.
“A pair of feet. One of them is badly injured. There is also heavy breathing, likely exhaustion,” Maeloson said.
I stared out into the woods. If nothing else, I respected elven warrior training. Not even I had noticed anything. I don’t think Liara did either, but who could say?
True to the male elf’s words, a figure pushed through the overgrowth and dropped in front of us. It was a male beastkin. It was obvious to tell from his tanned skin, wolf ears, and wolf’s tail.
In comparison to myself, küçükçekmece escort he was taller and more muscular. Around his neck laid an iron collar. Wounds plastered his body like a torn battlefield. Blood seeped from each of them in copious amounts. Within his claws, there laid a large spear.
When he noticed us, Maeloson and Aesteal nocked their arrows. However, before they could even question him, he spoke.
“Pro…tect…,”
He could utter not a word more before his legs buckled and he succumbed to his wounds. He fell with a heavy thud in front of us. From the way his blood stained the ground, I surmised that his life had run its toll.
“He is dead,” Liara said. Once she said that, I started moving.
“Maeloson, Aesteal, head in the direction this beastkin came from. Nothing short of combat did this to him. Give me your findings in the next hour,” I said.
“Yes, Sir!” Both said. The two white-haired elves climbed the trees and, with their nimble bodies, began running along each limb in the direction that the warrior had come from.
In the meantime, Liara and I walked over to the body of the wolfman who had just passed away. With my lack of tact, I kicked the body until it rolled over for us to get a good look. From the collar around his neck, I surmised him to be a slave. Beastkin slaves are fairly common the further one sails to the east.
I looked at his spear. For a presumed slave, he held a pretty damn good weapon.
“Adventure awaits, Eric Drakclaw. Look,” Liara told me.
I followed her gaze to the beastkin’s opposite hand. There laid a glorious piece of jewelry. Its design is not something I’ve ever seen before. It doesn’t seem like something Liara knows about either, but there is no mistake that we both can feel a strange magical aura around the item.
I pick up the necklace and hold it in my hands. It feels…warm. There shouldn’t be a reason that it does. Jewelry is usually cold and emits no heat. Yet, it feels about as warm to the touch as a flame does. Its body is covered in fine silver and an emerald jewel was stuck engraved in the center of its body. It definitely be a fine piece of treasure.
“Liara, can you identify this?” I asked while I tossed the item to her.
Ilzahold caught the trinket and looked it over with a mere glance. “Shiny, extravagant, waste of precious metals, waste of magical essence materials, waste of identification. Nothing more than a cheap illusion amplifier,” she said before she handed it back to me.
While I wasn’t expecting her analysis to be that brutal, I suppose I can be assured that what I have is nothing more than the first piece of treasure that would line the vaults of my ship. I’m not sure how I should feel about it being over the death of some noname beastkin, but I wasn’t going to reason my good fortunes away.
After the hour passed, Maeloson and Aestel returned.
“We spotted the remains of a town. We tried to see what we could, but it’s easy to say no one lives there anymore except wolves and crows,” the male elf said.
“Raiders?” I asked.
“More than likely. The smell of Delmi Wood was used for burning. That type of wood isn’t found in this region and the only way it could get here is through sea trade. Since Delmi Wood was used then we can rule out a natural forest fire. There’s also traces of heavy arcane energy. If it was raid, then the enemy has at least two or three mages with them,” Aesteal said.
I thought on this for a moment. Given that Aesteal and Maeloson had only just discovered the town, it wasn’t likely that my crew had been responsible for the destruction. If that was the case then wherever that adventurer group had gone then it wasn’t this town.
I grumble to myself. I was not in the mood to deal with raiders…even though technically I be one as well. I was ready to give the order for us to return back to the ship when I stuffed my hands in my pockets. I felt the piece of treasure against my fingers and, dare I say, a grin came to my face.
It be true that I wasn’t in the mood to deal with raiders, but then again…
“If that be the case, then I think it’s time we line our own pockets. Liara, how long would it take you to find a couple of rogue mages?” I asked.
“Three about four hilltops away,” she said immediately after.
I grinned. “Good girl,” I replied.
Liara offered no response to my statement but she didn’t need to. She told me everything with the way she avoided my gaze. I then turned back to the elves.
“Alright elves, you can fight, and you can keep watch. Now, let’s see ya pillage the pillagers! Follow my lead!” I told them. To my surprise, neither was deterred by the thought of what I meant. They both agreed without question.
My head then switched back to Liara. “And it be time to pique the interest of a witch. The Son of Poseidon be making a grand entrance!” I told her.
“Sir, wouldn’t it be better if we had more than four of us?” Aesteal asked.
Oh, dear sweet Aesteal, four…was already too much.
By the time we discovered some semblance of a hideout, the sun was already going down. For a raiding party, they weren’t very inconspicuous. It seemed to be a rather sizable group. At least twenty to thirty men laid around tents and I bet more were holed up deep in the cave that we had found.
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