The Captain's Captive- A Captain at Another Captain's Mercy
The Captain's Captive- A Captain at Another Captain's Mercy
Kron groaned as he came to his senses. As his vison came back into focus, he found himself inside a large tent. He tried to get up, but found himself unable to; for he was chained down. All he could remember was that before he could fall asleep from his and Sheer's mating, the sound of shouting snapped him awake. Not even bothering to get dressed, he rushed to the other side of the oasis to find the refugees being attacked by bandits. With a loud roar, he ran to their aid; knocking down any bandit that was foolish enough to stand in his way. As he worked his way through the throng, he saw that anyone who fought back with the bandits were taken down by blow gun. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his neck. The darts were drugged! As he fell to the ground, the last thing he could remember seeing was a pair of golden eyes before he blacked out.
"Hey there, handsome."
Kron looked over at the entrance to the tent to see woman of dark compliction, firey red hair, gold colored eyes, and dressed in scandaliously clad purple silk standing at the door way; giving a pleased look.
"Unn... Who are you? And where am I?" he asked.
"I'm Savannah, captain of the Gerudo band known as the 'Sand Wolf Pack'" Savannah said with a smile. "You are here in my tent, as my guest."
"Where's Sheer?!" Kron demanded.
"You mean that Ælfan boy that you were with? He's fine... for the moment."
"I swear, if you lay one hand on him; I'll-"
"You'll do what?" Savannah asked. "You're in no position to make threats, my sexy Darknut. I made sure to make those chains extra strong just for you. Your 'friend' is fine, just so long as you play nice."
"Play nice?? What do you mean?" Kron asked.
Savannah flashed a sly smile. "We'll get to that later." she said. "Now... What business did you and all those people have in my territory?"
"We were just passing through. We're refugees from the Gorax prison camp, seeking shelter." Kron said.
"Then why did you leave from there?!" Savannah asked. "The desert is extremely dangerous! Not just from monsters and other bandits, but also from sirocco- sandstorms that can tear flesh from bone. You're are foolish for leading those people into the jaws of death."
"We would be dead if we stayed!" the Darknut said. "Some mystious person was planning to sacrafice everyone in the prison for a blood ritual! So It was my best intrest to get all the prisoners out of there. Better for all of us to die out here than in that place."
"Well that proves you have a kind heart dispite your gruff appearance, Kron." Savannah said and knelt beside him, gliding her hand across his bare chest.
This act made Kron a little uneasy. "How did you know my name?" he asked.
"Your Ælfan mate said it in his sleep." the Gerudo said as she continued to slide her hand down the Darknut's body. "Dispite the way he looked last night, I believe the boy has some feelings for you that he won't show."
"You were spying on us?!"
"Why yes!" Savannah said. "The way you and that Ælfan climaxed at the end was incredible. I was turned on by it. Turned on by you."
All of a sudden, Kron caught the lustful look in the Gerudo's eyes. "What do you want with me?" he asked.
"You know what I want." Savannah said and grabbed Kron's nuts. "I want to feel you. I want to feel the power of your body."
Kron smiled and shook his head. "I hate to burst your bubble lady, but I'm not attracted to females. Not now, not ever."
"I think I can change your mind." the Gerudo said and threw herself onto Kron's body. "No man of any race can resist our wilds for very long. Now kiss me.
"Never."
Savannah gave him a cunning stare. "My hand maidens are stationed right outside, Kron. All I have to do is give the word and your boyfriend will be having a really bad day."
Kron let out a growl. He didn't want to do this, but he didn't want his mate to suffer because of his arrongence. Moving his head forward, the Darknut locked his lips with the Gerudo.
Savannah was in heaven. For a monster, Kron knew how to kiss! Moving her hands down the Darknut's sides, she slipped a key from her leather wrist band and unlocked the locks that held his chains in place. Hearing the chains hit the floor, Kron caressed the Gerudo; luring her into a false sense of security. As soon as her gaurd dropped; he got up, grabbed Savannah by the throat, and lifted her into the air.
"Thank you for setting me free." Kron said with a wickid grin. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'll go free my mate and the refugees so we can be on our way."
"It won't work." Savannah said. "The area is littered with my best women. Get caught out there, and you'll just end up back here. So be a good boy and behave."
Kron uttered a few curse words to himself. Savannah was right, believe it or not. If was foolish to go out there and be a hero, especialy when he was nude and unarmed. If this woman wanted him so bad, she was going to get it. But not the way she was planning. With a growl, Kron tossed Savannah on her stomach. Before she cold get up, the Darknut pressed his knee into her back.
"Ow!! What gives?!" Savannah yelled.
"You want me?" Kron asked in a crule, icy tone. "Well you're gonna get me. I'm gonna make you wish you never laid eyes on me, bitch!"
Grabbing some rope, Kron tied up Savannah's arms and legs. He then ripped a long piece of silk of off her clothes and fashioned it into a gag and leash. With a sharp tug, he yanked the Gerudo up and had her face his ingorged cock. Which wasn't errect form lust or attraction, but from the pleasure of preparing to make this desert rat suffer. Savannah looked up at Kron's face and beheld an expression far different then what she saw the night before. Instead of a kind gleam in the Darknut's ruby red eyes, they now were glowing with flames of hatered and disgusted rage. Even the smile on his muzzle bore no kind of compassion to her.
"Hold still..."
"Mmmuhh?!" Savannah said.
Kron eyes blazed with furrey. "I said 'Hold still'. You desert bitch!"
Leaning his head back, Kron closed his eyes and groaned as he drenched the Gerudo in a stream of piss. Savannah tried to move her head out of the way, only to be pulled back into the golden flood.
Kron let out another groan. "That's right... Bathe in my piss..." he growled and gave the silk leash another hard tug.
Soon enough, the torrant of Darknut urine ceased. Savannah was now sopping wet. The piss even soaked through her gag, leaving a very unpleasant taste in her mouth. She looked back up at Kron's face, which still held that stone cold expression.
"Do you still want me?" Kron asked coldly.
Savannah just stared at the monster before her and stayed silent. Though she hated being bound, she now wanted the Darknut even more.
"Well I don't care if you want me or not." Kron said. "I'm going to make you suffer anyway."
Yanking the Gerudo up, Kron looked around for a place to perform his next act of punishment. Spying a large chest in the corner, The Darknut smiled. Carelessly dragging Savannah behind him, Kron walked over the chest and threw her atop it. He let out a savage growl as he gazed at his helpless victom. The very sight of this woman disgusted him to no end! In fact, the only thing that kept his sex drive going at this point was the absolute delight of making this desert rat pay for laying a hand on his beloved mate. Baring his fangs; Kron grabbed Savannah by the hair, pulled her head, and leaned over to her ear.
"Lets see how loud I can make you scream, bitch." he growled into the Gerudo's ear.
Grabbing ahold of the top of the Gerudo's silk pants, Kron tore a section off; exposing Savannah's ass to the air. With a good amount of force, the Darknut jabbed his cock into into her; making the Gerudo let out a muffled scream. Kron accomplished in making the bitch scream for him, but the scent of arousal was mingled within her pain. Letting out a growl, he pulled back and thusted again, giving let another muffled response.
"Do you still want me now..." Kron asked.
Savannah gave no response. She knew that either way, Kron was going to do his worst; which she really wanted. Even though the Darknut was being forceful and rough to her, she was in fact having fun. Though she couldn't read his mind, Savannah knew Kron was enoying this in one form or another.
Primal urge kicking in, Kron grabbed ahold of the Gerudo's hips and began to pound away. Every thrust the Darknut delivered was hard, fast, and forceful. The very thing that was used for the most passionate of matings between him and Sheer was now the most brutial of weapons at his full use. Evey time he pounded, Kron was rewarded by the sweet sound of the bandit's muffled cries. He even picked up the faint scent of tears, yet they were mingled with the nose curling smell of her arousal. Clearing his head and thinking only of Sheer, Kron went on with his task.
Savannah was in complete heaven as Kron pounded away at her. She had been with many men bofore, but this Darknut put each every one of them to shame. The absolute raw power of his body was unlike anything she had ever felt before. The Gerudo felt her get wet from the heat that radied off the monster's muscluar body. Despite the slight pain, Savannah smiled at her own cunning. She gave Kron the illusion that he was in control, when it was in fact she that called the shots. If there was anything that she learned while clawing her way to the top of the pack; it was that in order to obtain tresaure, you sometimes have to decieve others into giving it to you. So far, her plan was working nicely. Kron had been snared by her trap.
Kron had worked himself into a primal frenzy, for his trusts had become more powerful then he would ever dare to do with his mate. In fact, he was so worked up; that he was foaming at the muzzle. Though his mind was a little clouded by fog of scents, Kron knew that when he climaxed; it would be powerful and plentiful. But one thing was certain, this Gerudo was not getting a single drop of his seed. As time passed, Kron felt his balls contract. His climax was near.
"You want my cum... Don't you rat?" he growled.
Savannah let out a cry and nodded.
Kron pulled out, leaned beside her on the chest, and pawed swiftly. "Well too bad." he groaned. "Only my mate can have my seed. You are not worthy."
Soon, his climax came. Letting out a loud roar, Kron cummed hard; coating his chest and face with his fluids. The Darknut let out a murr at the look of begging on Savannah's face as he licked his paw clean of his seed.
"Well believe it or not" he said as he stood up "I actually enjoyed myself."
With a grin, Kron turned and walked towards the tent flap.
Savannah looked at the Darknut's back and cried through her gag.
"You want me to set you free correct?" Kron asked without looking back.
The Gerudo let out another cry and nodded.
"Let's see if you can yourself out of this. See ya later."
With that said, Kron lifted the flap and walked outside.
As soon as he was gone, Savannah look for a means of freeing herself. Remembering a large ornimentle sword proped in far corner, she threw herself off of the chest and slowly made her way to it. Once she reached the sword, Savannah rubbed the ropes that held her wrists together on its dull edge. After a couple of minutes, the sword severed the last of the rope.
"At last.... Damn..." Savannah thought as she rubbed her sore wrists.
After removing her gag, leash, and the rope that was tied to her ankles; she walk back over the chest. The smell of Kron's musk still hung heavly in the air as she discarded her torn, soiled clothing.
"That Darknut was cold... But he sure knows how to fuck." she said as she opened the chest and pulled out a fresh attire.
After getting dressed and slaming down the chest lid, something caught Savannah's eye. There on the chest was a glob of Kron's seed. Wiping it up, she brought it up to her lips and sucked it off her finger. Though it was a little cold, the glob packed a powerful spicey kick to it. Truly nothing could ever compare to this taste. Savannah gave a triumphant smile, she had fully obtained what she wanted.
Just then, one of the Gerudo came in and gave a bow.
"Captain Savannah, the Darknut is loose and searching the tents."
"I know this Helena." Savannah said.
"Shall we stop him and bring him back here?" Helena asked.
"No. The Darknut is looking for a certain Ælfan named Sheer. The boy holds a certain importance to him."
"Then what shall tell the others?"
"Inform them to stay out of the Darknut's way. He knows the Ælfan's scent well enough to find him on his own."
With a bow, Helena steped out of the tent.
With a tired sigh, Savannah laid out on a rug in the center of the tent. She breathed deeply as she thought of her rough, yet very fun time with Kron. Even though he was gone, the air was still heavy with the Darknut's scent With her head fill with visons of Kron's powerful form, Savannah gently decended into deep, blissful slumber.