Silvia the Red

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All characters are copywrite to me, Janus Wolff

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It was cold. Cold and wet. He felt himself tossed and tipped all around as the waves crashed around him.

He tried to swim, but the swirling current was just too much, he couldn't fight it. He gasped for air but

only got a mouthful of water.

He tried to open his eyes but the salt stung too much. His chest was on fire, he couldn't breath.

He was drowning, dying, and there wasn't anything he could do about it.

Something strong and firm grabbed hold of him, pulling him tightly towards something stable and secure.

He struggled, pushing away from whatever it was holding onto him, desperately fighting for air.

Whatever had hold of him pulled him in tighter,

and suddenly he felt something pressed up against his muzzle? He shook his head and tried to pull away,

but lack of air was making him light

headed and he couldn't fight. Something held onto his ears and held him still. Air filled his lungs.

Something was breathing for him!

The water about him stopped swirling as whatever it was that had held of him continued to breathe for him.

He felt himself being pulled through the water, something still pressed to his mouth. As he breathed he tastes

the tang of salt and fish.

The pressure around him began to build. His head began to spin. He blacked out. ~~~~~

Fi was out on the ship's quarter deck mending a pair of trousers for one of the pirates when a

shadow fell across her and her work.

The fox girl glanced up nervously to see the ravishing vixen the rest of the crew referred to as "Silvia the Red."

rumor had it that she was a lesbian, which was why the rest of the pirate crew left her alone.

That and the fact that she cut almost

anyone who got to close to her with that vicious dagger that she carried in her very impressive cleavage.

Silvia grinned down at her pleasantly.

"Hello there dear." she said sweetly. Silvia looked like the classic gypsy,

dressed in a purple and red corset top, a red bandana over

her head with massive gold hoops in her ears. Leather gauntlets adorned her wrists

and she wore knee high leather boots and a swishing black cotton skirt.

Fi smiled weakly up at her, laying her needle aside.

"H...hi..." she replied. Silvia crouched down in front of her, reaching out and lifting

her muzzle up so she could look closely at her.

"Your a cute one rant ya?" she said, licking her lips. Fi blushed slightly and looked away. "Hey, you! Girl! Get back at work bitch!" a harsh voice called out from across the deck.

A hunched back, greasy coyote stalked up to the two of them.

He had a brutal looking scar across his left eye and a heavy cutlass in his hand.

Silvia sighed, rolling her eyes and standing up.

"Leave her alone McCreedy." she said. The coyote snarled at her mockingly.

"Stay outta this Silvia. This bitch belongs ta me." he said, brandishing his cutlass. "And as mine, im gonna mark 'er."

the coyote pushed past Silvia, dropping his drawers and pulling out his nasty, smelly cock.

He grabbed Fi's head and pulled her towards him,

ignoring her screams and struggles. A low growl grew in Silvia's throat as McCreedy tried to

force his smelly meat into the little fox girl's mouth.

Unable to take it any more, she wiped her dagger out and, grabbing the coyote by the balls, slashed at his dick.

McCreedy yowled in shock and intense pain as Silvia cut off his offending member and shoved him away.

He toppled backwards and fell hard on the deck,

clutching his bleeding crotch. Silvia pounced on him, grabbing him by his neck fur and pulling his torso up. "You bitch!" the coyote howled, eyes wild, foam forming at his mouth. "You cut my damn dick off!"

"Yes. I said hands off her." Silvia said coldly.

"She was mine! Ooohh...you BITCH!" Silvia snorted and with one swift strike, slit his throat.

The coyote's eyes widened and he gasped for air,

clutching his throat. His grip loosened and he slowly died. Silvia whipped her dagger on the dead coyote's

shirt and replaced it in her cleavage before standing up.

Fi sat on her knees where she was left when McCreedy had released her, a look of pure shock on her face.

Silvia smiled coyly at her, extending a hand to help Fi up.

"y-you killed him..." Fi said weakly. Silvia nodded, grinning widely

"Yup."

"W-why?" Silvia paused, thinking.

"Well...I told him to leave you alone...and he didn't...but most of all because," she pulled Fi to

her feet and, leaning over, whispered in her ear: "your mine."

a chill coursed through Fi's body. Almost all her friends had been claimed by one of the pirates:

Rin by the captain, Sara by the Cook, and several others.

Even Dominic had raped Amelia once more since Jason's death. She feared the day that she was claimed.

However, there were probably worse people to be

claimed by then Silvia the Red. The older vixen smiled at the little fox. "Why don't you come back to my cabin darling? I promise I'll be gentle."

~~~~~

When he came too he was in a dark, damp and musty cavern, lying on a cold stone floor. His head was

throbbing, as was his chest.

His arms and legs aches and his throat itched. Shaking his head, he sat up on his elbows and looked around.

The cavern was large and dark,

but he could still make out a multitude of passage ways winding away from the chamber he was in. he glanced

down and saw that he was laying next

to a calm, dark lake. An underground lake. He felt salty and dehydrated, so he leaned over and took a scoop

of water and gulped it down.

He choked and spluttered, spitting the liquid out. It was salty! He was in a sub-sea cave! He groaned and tried to get

to his feet but his chest began to burn again. With a pained cry, he fell back onto the stone floor.

"Stay still." a cool voice said not far away. He jumped.

"Who's there?" he croaked his throat dry and parched. Several shadowy figures approached.

"Shhh..." someone said softly, kneeling down beside him and offering him a small silver cup. "Drink this."

he took it without question,

gulping down the cool, clear liquid greedily. Water. He sighed and lay back again. "Where am I?" he asked. "Who are you?" the figure leaned forward into the dim light. His eyes took a little

while to adjust but when they did they

locked on the sleek, smooth face of a beautiful bottlenose dolphin girl, face and body laced with intricate,

bright blue, tribal tattoos.

He glanced around, taking in the presence of the half dozen or so other dolphins, both male and female.

"I am Princess Alyria. You must sleep now...you have had a very rough time..." he did feel a bit drowsy.

He nodded slightly, laying back and closing his eyes.

~~~~~

Silvia's cabin was small, but had allotted more room then even the cell that all the slaves had been

cooped up in the past three weeks.

Silvia lead Fi into the room, closing the cabin door before gently pushing the girl onto her bunk.

Fi fell into the bunk and propped herself up on her elbows looking at Silvia nervously. The adult

vixen grinned and slowly began to unlace her corset top.

"You ready girly?" she asked coyly. "Im allot gentler then those brutes out there, and a lot nicer,

but I expect my cute little foxy to do exactly what I say.

Can you handle that?" Fi nodded meekly as Silvia opened the front of her corset, exposing her bare,

red furred breasts and a set of hard,

black nipples sticking through the fur. Fi could see the hilt of the dagger she had used to kill

McCreedy poking out over the top of her breasts.

Silvia removed it and placed it on the small table beside the bunk before unlacing her

skirt and dropping it to the floor, revealing a black fishnet thong,

knee high leather boots, and fishnet stockings. The vixen climbed up into the bed, pushing

Fi onto her back and straddling her, leaning over her. "Take off your shirt baby..." she said softly. Fi obeyed, working her cotton shirt up

over her head exposing her flat, bare chest and small black nipples. Silvia smiled.

"Good girl." she cooed, leaning down and placing one of her large, plush breasts

against the little vixen's mouth. "Suck my tit darling." Fi obeyed,

grabbing the large tit with both hands and taking the thick black nipple in her mouth,

suckling it like a baby. Silvia groaned softly, biting her lip and tilting her head slightly.

"That's right...just like that babe.." she said as she worked at Fi's pants,

pulling them down to her knees and cupping her plump, plush pussy in her palm,

rubbing her fingers against it. Fi moaned into Silvia's tit, lapping at the nipple erratically.

Silvia slipped two of her digits into the girl's pussy and began to finger her.

"Ya like that babe?" she cooed, grinning.

"Mmm..." Fi hummed around the tit, continuing to suck. Silvia pulled her nipple out

of Fi's mouth and scooted up to crouch over her face.

She pulled her thong aside to expose her wet vixen cunt. "Take a breath darling, your gonna fuck your mistress' cunt with that cute little

muzzle of yours." Fi blushed and took a deep breath, closing her eyes.

Silvia grinned and lowered herself onto Fi's face, moaning softly as she felt the

little girl's muzzle slip into her tight lesbian cunt.

"Fuck yea..." she moaned, beginning to bounce up and down, ridding the little fox girl

under her. Silvia panted and gasped, her big tits bouncing up

and down as she rode her slave's face, grinning wildly. "Mmm fuci!" she reached up and

grabbed a breast, massaging it as she fucked herself on Fi's face.

Fi held her breath as long as she could, and when she couldn't

any more she struggled to take a breath.

What little air she could suck in was saturated in pussy juice and scent,

musty and full of heat. Fi felt her loins stir.

Silvia finally raised herself up off of the girl's face, allowing her a breath

before lowering herself back onto the muzzle and continued to fuck herself.

"ya like having your face fucked by an adult lesbian bitch, don't ya?" "Mmm..." came the muttered reply from inside Silvia's pussy. She laughed and grabbed Fi's head with

two hands, bouncing up and down harder.

"Ugh...fuck yea...yes YESSSSS!" she screamed, digging her claws into the child's head as she came

all over her face. Panting, Silvia pulled herself up

off of Fi's face and rolled off her onto the bunk. Fi panted for air, face covered in girly sex

juice, matted down and smelling strongly of girl musk.

Silvia grinned hungrily at the girl.

"Mm...you look so tasty..." she murred, pulling Fi closer to her and licking her face, cleaning

off the cum from her cute little face.

Fi closed her eyes and breathed out slowly.

~~~~~

When he woke up again he was in a soft squishy bed of moss of some sort. He glanced around, noting that he was still

within some sort of underground, underwater cave. It wasn't however the dark damp lake cave,

this cave was well lit with strange glowing orbs suspended on the walls.

There were strange, almost sculptural rock formations along the walls and what looked like

vines of some sort covering elaborate archways leading into

some other chambers. His breath caught in his throat. It was beautiful. He began to sit up. "Don't," said the same cool voice from before. He jumped, looking around wildly to

see the same dolphin girl sitting on a strangely formed

rock that almost looked like a chair. She was just as beautiful as he remembered her,

dressed in white, gold edged cloths decorated

with intricate blue designs that almost matched the tattoos that covered her body.

The cloths were wrapped tightly about her,

leaving little to the imagination of her stunningly curvy and sleek shape. He felt his heart flutter.

"Who are you?" he asked. The phin girl smiled softly.

"You don't remember do you? Very well, my name is Princess Alyria, princess of the undersea realm of the Phins."

"Princess..." he said, trying to comprehend it. She smiled.

"Yes. I saved you from the sea. Seems you fell over board from a ship or some sort.

I pulled you to safety, dragged you to these caverns, our home.

You seem to have been wounded..." she said frowning. "What happened to you? What's your name?"

his face hardened and he sat up.

The Princess blinked at the change, seeing him turn almost violent. "My name is Jason.." the black panther said coldly as the blankets fell from his chest,

revealing the linen bandages over the pistol wound in his chest.