Mistress and Cummander

Plexi jammed her tip into Gorna's ass. She flexed instinctively against the sudden intrusion, but the lube and the seducing words did the trick. All the clench of muscle did was squeeze down on the giant erection, a pleasurable sensation that elicited more pre to spill, lubing her passage still further.

"There, it's done. You're mine...fuck you're tight. Can't wait to change that," the goblin chided, gripping Gorna's thighs before pushing her cock deeper. Pleasure and pain were inextricably linked in Gorna's mind. Plexi's cock was bigger than anything she'd taken before, and it was taking all her focus to relax enough to take the goblin's prodigious girth.

"Ngh...see...nothing special about that!" Gorna said, voice half an octave higher than her normal register. It was difficult to bluff when your back walls were getting remodelled.

Plexi took that as a challenge and thrust harder, cramming more cock inside. It brushed up against Gorna's prostate, sending a burst of obscene pleasure through her body and causing a dribble of watery cum from her tiny cock. She took that as encouragement and repeated the act, thrusting in and out and stopping only when she touched that sensitive patch. Strangely, the act made her aroused while her dick softened to half rigidity.

"Ahh, that's better," Plexi taunted, flicking Gorna's cock, "This is nothing more than an overgrown clit, really. Just a little love buzzer to show how much you like getting fucked. Deny it, I dare you."

Gorna didn't get a chance to. Plexi's increased pace, thrusting her thick dick into Gorna's guts like she was made to be used that way. Her legs dangled uselessly, and the thought of trying to escape from this treatment didn't have time to settle in her mind before the fucking blasted them away. Her entire world became reduced to the sensations between her cheeks. It hurt, yes, but it hurt so good~

"What do you say now?" the goblin asked, slapping Gorna's ass to motivate her. "Think I'm a good enough fuck?"

She tried to nod, but Gorna's head motions just blended in with the rest of her body's jiggling and adjusting in response to Plexi's fucking. A symphony of moans and groans joined the wet slapping of flesh on flesh; the iconic sounds of fucking. Not love making, fucking. Of one person using another in basic, primal ways to seek pleasure. And neither could get enough.

Plexi's relentless rhythm had Gorna trapped between pleasurable feelings. Each thrust pushed against her prostate, making pre slide out of her half-hard cock as it wiggled from the force of impact. Her curves jiggled from each hilting, making her thoroughly aware of just how squeezable and plush her body was despite all the exercise she got running a ship. She moaned and squealed, uninhibited, surely obvious to everyone on the ship with half an ear. But that didn't matter. There was simply too much pleasure handle. Every part, from her voice to her cock, was trying to vent that bliss to give her mind a chance to recuperate. But nothing worked.

It felt too good. Nothing could ever be the same. She didn't want command. She didn't want a ship under her or a pistol in her hand. She never even wanted to fuck anything with her limp little noodle ever again. She was a cumpuppet. That's all she ever wanted to be. She could feel the final climax building, ready to expel it all out. Her old career turned to cum; physically manifesting and readying to explode out of her, freeing her from her old obligations.

"You can feel it, can't you?" Plexi asked in between jackhammer thrusts, "You can feel me winning. Let it happen. Become my fucktoy. Tell me, who am I?"

"You're...your Plexi!" Gorna cried.

"And what am I?"

"You're my...ngh...you're my queen!"

The goblin cackled. "And what does that make you?"

"I'm...I'm..." The answer caught in her throat, bouncing in between squeaks and moans and her desperate, ragged breaths, "I'm your hole!"

She came, dicklet shooting out her old life and covering her belly and tits in the legend of Gorna Gallows: Legendary Pirate. At the same time, Plexi filled her with her new life, her new purpose in being. Thick pulse of cum coated Gorna's insides, marking her as the Sea Witch's personal sextoy. They cried out in unison, tangled pleasure at this apotheotic transformation from Captain to Cumdump. After an infinity, or only a moment, the two collapsed in a pile, their bodies pressed in between the lurid mixture of sweat and spunk.

Plexi pulled out, letting a waterfall of spunk to gush out of Gorna's well-used hole. It clenched, as if feeling around for the cock that had so ruined it, then gave up and hung agape like any other object used to get someone off. Gorna's own cock was also leaking cum, though it wasn't nearly as viscous and creamy white. It drooled onto her tummy. The orc herself was too far gone to notice what a mess she was making. Her eyes were glassy, a stupefied smile on her lips.

"Don't worry, sillyhead. There'll be plenty more fucking to be had later. I'll send Vixen in to clean you up and get you dressed in something appropriately slutty. She'd love to play with your little pistol, I think. Then we'll get you to announce to the crew your new station in life. Maybe I'll fuck you while you do it to really drive home the point." She stepped over to the side of the bed, slid onto the mattress, and pressed her flaccid cock to Gorna's mouth. "Suck it clean," she commanded. Gorna obeyed, using her lips and tongue to polish the tip and shaft and finally taste that corrupting cum for herself. It tasted like Heaven. When she was done, Gorna audibly gulped.

"All done, hehe~"

Plexi patted her disheveled head. "Good girl. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get back to work. There are a few more pirates on the seas who my benefactors want to disappear...you're going to have a few more siblings to play with, very soon!"