The Vengeful Tide Ch. 04

Morning came to my house and I felt pleasure explode through my body. Two soft, wet muscular organs trailed up and down my cock with great fervor. Due to my drowsiness, it took me a moment to collect myself given the dream that had taken a hold of me.

I opened my eyes.

A brief haze flew over me, but that soon cleared up and I stared at the marvelous sight of my mother and Ellen Sothshore on each side of the bed. Their tongues slipped and slurped up my cock with their magnificent tongues.

I quickly recall that I had told my mother I was expecting my own reward when I woke up today, but I hadn't thought of it like this. However, I be an utter fool if I found myself complaining. I think it was pretty obvious by my sudden movements that they both knew I was awake yet they didn't stop their motions. I was even more surprised that Sothshore was serving me like this.

I officially announced my presence by raising my hands. I laid them over their heads. They quickly began licking me in earnest. Seas below, it felt like I was drowning in a hot, wet blanket of pleasure that could make me shiver. Never in the many days of my previous life did I think that I would ever have my mother and Sothshore playing with my cock like they were doing.

"Ugh, well this is a nice surprise. I might just wake up like this every morning," I said. Both turned their gaze to me, but I could see the indignation on Ellen's face. Fortunately for her, she kept her mouth quiet and went back to servicing me. I groaned when I felt my mother wrap her slender hands around my balls. She fondled them like delicate marbles and that was enough to give me a shaky breath. It was obvious that she was a tad better than when we visited Liara.

As I thought of Liara, I felt something trying to pull my mind back to the vision that had come to me last night. I tried to fight the feeling. Of course, I would like to go over it, but...I sure as hell wasn't going to do that with my cannon nearly ready to fire.

So, I pushed the feeling away and began to lean up. I gently removed them from my hardened pistol. I then swung my legs and rested them on the cold floor. I urged for them to continue.

"Cocky sea slug," Ellen mumbled underneath her breath. I chuckled at her words but paid them no mind. I then watched them both slide out of the bed and drop to their knees in front of me. Soon, they both began working my cock once again.

As they continued to pleasure me, I took a look at Ellen. Her ass was still sore judging by the way she seemed to try and balance on her knees rather than resting her butt on the heels of her feet. In the back of my mind, I did wonder if I had been a tad too eager to punish her, but Sothshore was a tough bitch. She could take it.

It wasn't long before my thoughts were interrupted when my mother swallowed my cock until her nose reached my pelvis. I heard her gag for a moment, but she quickly asserted herself and started fucking my dick with her mouth. I gripped the sheets of our bed tightly. Mother's mouth was like a tight glove that kept trying to suck the life out of me. Every time my cock twitched, I could feel the top of her mouth. I could feel the way her tongue scrubbed the bottom of my skin. I guess the rumors be true after all, no one knows a child like their parent.

Perhaps it was that compatibility that we have, that she seemed to know my sensitive spots so well. It wasn't even long before I grabbed her head and forced her to take the first shower of my load into her mouth. I could feel my cum explode from the tip of my dick and down into her waiting stomach. I could hear her cough while trying to take this, but she did not utter a word of complaint.

Satisfied for the moment, I released her and rested my head against the wall. My mother sucked me for a bit longer before she released me. When I looked at her again, I saw some of the cum slither down the side of her mouth. She swiped it with a finger and quickly swallowed that as well.

"How is that for a reward, Eric?" My mother asked me. She gave me a snarky smile in that way that told me she had just tried to get over on me. Before her illness, she had given me these smiles many a time. I had to admit, I was pretty impressed with what happened.

"A reward fit for a noble, mother. Now, tell me, what have you done to sway this ball of cannon fire over here?" I asked, pointing to the still naked Ellen. She merely sat on the bed glaring daggers at me, but she did not respond.

My mother glanced at Ellen before turning to me. "I told her what happened. I also told her that if she didn't help me, you wouldn't help her feel better. It was rather hard to sleep. She kept squirming," my mother said. The reason for this was known to me rather quickly.

Another thing I noticed was that there seemed to be more energy in my mother's voice and movements. She was still not there, but the effects of the medicine were slowly changing her. To those who might not see her every day, the changes might seem negligible, but I knew what they were. Even the smile she gave me just now was not one that she had given for a long time. She had also not been so jovial before. It be a reassuring sign.

"You Drakclaws truly are the scum of the earth. Never did I think I would watch a mother suck off her own son. Does no moral law govern you?" Ellen asked us. Now, I could have gone for a low blow about her lecturing me about morals, but I decided not to. After all, I was a pirate. Morals are what I make them be for my own convenience.

"You gonna fuck her now?" Ellen then asked.

I rolled that question around in my head for a moment. Well, perhaps not the question itself. It was an obvious yes, but...not yet. I could tell that my mother still had lingering doubts about where we stood. There was no need to ruin a good thing. I could see in her eyes that she was not ready for that yet. Just the way she looked away from me was enough.

"Oh? Are you jealous, slut? Maybe I should bind your limbs and make you watch as I ravage this other slut who gave birth to me. Or maybe I should abuse this firm ass in front of me some more since someone continues to give me cheek. I have many options," I said.

Sothshore decided that now was a good time to not pressure the issue any more than she had. Meanwhile, I cleared my throat. "Now then, mother come here. Ellen hasn't completely earned her reward yet. How about you show my mother what you can do to a man, Sothshore?" I asked her.

This beautiful, blonde spitfire that I had known for so many years clenched her fists, but she did not fight my command. "Yes sir," she responded to me. She then slid off the bed and laid her head between my legs as well. My mother had not finished thoroughly cleaning off the cum and saliva from my cock. This would be Ellen's privilege for the moment.

A bit of silent complaining happened, but it didn't take long for Ellen to begin sucking on my cock as well. I had to hand it to Sothshore. She was much better than my mother at pleasing a man. I found this rather odd since my mother was not one for lack of practice on the men who had supported us thus far. Of course, they would never touch her again, but I find the point to still hold some weight.

Anyway, I definitely had to say that Ellen's technique was rather fast and vicious, not unlike her usual self. Before I could even settle into the feeling of her throat, I found my cock back at the entrance of her lips. She bobbed her head up and down like a never-ending piston. It was just a hot, rapid vice of ecstasy that blasted sensation after sensation through the nerves in my body. I wondered if my brain could even register all these electrifying feelings rushing through me at once. I became aware it might be that Sothshore just wanted this to be over as quick as possible. Unfortunately, I would not let her have her way.

With my other hand that wasn't fondling the breasts of my mother, I pulled Ellen's head back. She looked at me with frustration.

"Now now, what's the rush? Let me savor this a little," I told her. I then controlled her movements. I worked her with slow, yet deep thrusts. Her tongue seemed to snake around the bulbous head of my crown. I moaned in appreciation while my mother kissed my chest and licked my nipples. I had been in many threesomes in my life, but this was easily the best I had ever had.

I must have been going a tad too deep for Ellen because she placed her hands on my thighs to try and offer herself some leverage. I decided to work at a pace that was more suited to her. I continued to use her mouth like my own personal fuck hole, but I did not take her as deep this time. She seemed much more amiable with this movement than before.

For the next fifteen minutes, I kept this control over her head and her mouth. Judging by the small tears that were flowing from her eyes, it seemed that her jaw was starting to ache from excess use. As much as I enjoy the feeling of dominating Sothshore, I did want to cause her more pain than was needed.

Luckily for her, I could feel my cock ache and my balls ready. I didn't give her any warning. I merely forced her mouth into my pelvis and bunked my hips like a wild animal as I came down her throat just as I had done with my mother. Her eyes tightly closed in discomfort, but this wasn't a long orgasm unlike the previous one. I released her head and threw my head back. "Mmm, there be nothing better than a wench or two for breakfast," I said.

Ellen slowly peeled herself off my cock and cough from the abuse I had just given her. Yet it became clear to me that she had swallowed every job of orgasmic juice that I had fired down into her stomach. "Enjoy yourself?" she asked hoarsely and angrily.

"Almost. Clean me up...with your tongue," I said. Ellen gave me a look that, if she had not been naked, would have made me wonder if a knife was hidden behind her back. Nevertheless, she obeyed me. She licked my cock up and down until all evidence of what had transpired in our bedroom had been done away with.

Thoroughly sated for the moment, I was now in the mood for sustenance. I turned to my mother. "Go make us breakfast and set the table," I told her.

I watched her slip from the bed with the sheets surrounding her naked form. The way her ass jiggled as she left would have stirred me again had I not already had two well-received orgasms.

I look over to Ellen. She stared at me with a look of irritation. I slap my kneecaps. "Well, I guess you did well. Should I give you your reward now?" I asked her. She looked at me for a moment before she growled.

"Please, sir," she replied to me. I nodded and pulled her to her feet. We then exited the bedroom and walked into the bathroom. I open a cabinet and take out some soothing lotion. I turn to face her. With my finger, I insist that she turn around. The embarrassment on her face gave me a chuckle, but she did so. It was clear that the effects of last night's punishment were still prevalent.

I begin rubbing the lotion on her ass. She squirms for a moment, but she then lets out a soothing sigh. I'm tempted to have some more fun with her, but the day's events call to me. I can't ignore them. "I'll come by your office later today, Ellen. There are some details about the ship that I will need to go over with you," I told her.

"...You're really serious about this stupid shit of yours?" she asked me.

"You only think it's stupid because you don't know what I know. We could always make another bet about whether the treasure I have in mind is worth it to you or not," I told her.

"I am never making any more bets with you, Drakclaw. I suppose if anyone's to blame for this farce then it's me. I'll just bide my time and watch this all blow up in your face. I'm sure I'll get some enjoyment out of your misery," she said.

"Hmmm, so what you're saying is that you bet this voyage will end with me being miserable. Well, I'll take that bet. In exchange, after the voyage, how about I give you what you want and fuck you like the slut you are?" I asked her.

Ellen quickly turned around to face me. "I didn't make a bet with you! Don't put words in my mouth, you bastard!" she replied to me.

"Now I don't know about that. I seem to recall someone always swindling me out of my money by claiming I said things that I never said. Fortune is a harsh mistress. Who can tell which tide it turns to,"

Sothshore didn't say anything. Whatever fight she had scrounged up had been beaten down by me once again. She knew I was right as well. I can't count the amount of coin that I lost due to Sothshore's underhanded cruelty. Of course, being the way I am now, it doesn't really bother me that much. I was a bit of an idiot as I claimed prior. Anyone who can't hold onto their purses and pockets will not last long on Draegnar. It was how pirates and businessmen ran their lives. Ellen was no different.

I finished soothing Ellen's bottom with the lotion and led her out of the bathroom. We went back into the bedroom to get dressed.

Once we left, we arrived in the kitchen to see mother setting the table. The bedsheets were still the only thing covering her modesty. As we sat for breakfast, I turned to my mother. "I'll be gone for most of the day. I have some business to take care of. I'll be making your medicine before I go. Be sure to take it," I ordered.

"Yes, Eric,"

I then turned to Ellen. "And what will you be doing?" I asked her.

"I know. I fucking know already. I'll start getting the funds and the materials for procuring a ship and a temporary crew to sail in the next two weeks. I'll get it done," Ellen said.

With that taken care of, we ate our breakfast. Ellen and I dumped our dishes in the sink for my mother to wash later. Sothshore then left without another word while I preoccupied myself with fixing my mother's medicine. Its hideous glow still made even me wonder if I was giving my mother poison instead of a remedy. I placed it on the counter near the stove and left the house. I closed the door behind me and locked it.

As usual, the streets of Draegnar bustle with life. However, one thing I noticed was that some people were giving me the occasional sideways look. It's not so surprising when I think about the events of last night. I did publicly remind Ellen of the roles that had been reversed. She was in my service now and no one knew how. After all, to most on Draegnar, I was a nobody. I was just one of the many under Ellen's pay grade. If Sothsore had business being respectful to anyone, it wasn't me.

I let the people stare at me if it interested them. Meanwhile, I finally allowed my thoughts to drift to what happened last night during my slumber. It would seem that I had to offer thanks for my revival to the Ilzahold from my time. Not only was my death orchestrated, but it was also a catalyst towards the end of the world. In addition, there were three others as powerful as I was.

As hard as this was to swallow, it wasn't impossible. Even I, with all my expertise, had not known how I came across these powers over the waters and seas. They merely came upon me one day. The chances that this happened for the other three was possible as well. However, it's also likely that one, or possibly all three know how they came to acquire their abilities. Even now, with the vast wealth of knowledge that the Ilzahold of my time has bestowed upon me, I can't find a reference of such supernatural abilities.

When Ilzahold transferred her knowledge to me, I also came to acquire her affinity for magic and the mystical arts. Even now, it makes sense to my brain based on practice, but to myself it is as if I'm looking at a massive book of texts I can't understand but at the same time can. Nevermind that there are pages of this book that have been locked to me. No doubt the Liara of my time thought some bits of her knowledge were too much for me to handle at this moment. I did not blame her. Magic...was shiftier than any pirate ever could be.

Yet, there was something that bothered me. In my original time, I had become one of the leading powers that governed the way the world moved. There was no doubt in my mind that they hadn't heard of me during that time. So, if they knew what I was capable of, why didn't any of them with similar abilities appear before me to challenge my rule?

I do not enjoy the thought that I had merely been given the world without my due diligence. The fact that my rule could have been a ploy by what laid in the shadows made me angry. That would not be the case this time. The only question left for me was, how would I make it not the case? I felt like I had nothing to go off of.

I decided to take my mind off this grating plight by fishing for more sharks. This took a bit of time, but I was not in any particular rush. I pulled about ten from the seas and quickly sold those much to the surprise of staff behind the counter. I was quickly paid and I made for the door.

Once I was outside, I made my way towards Ilzahold's shop. As usual, Pete barred my entrance until I told him the statement from before. Once that was out of the way, I stepped inside. Diane was there to meet me.

"Well, look what the seas spat out. Seems the name 'Drakclaw' is on everyone's lips these days. The rat's not only the most successful shark hunter in Draegnar, but he's also got the owner of the Dead Tales at his beck and call. Fortune seems to be floating around you lately," she said to me. I could hear the suspicion in Burnwood's voice. It didn't bother me. She would never be able to figure out how I had done these things without my telling her.

"A man makes his own fortune. He just has to search for it,"

"I suppose he does. Anyway, what do you want? Lady Liara isn't here at the moment. She has begun a journey to prepare the contract between you both. She won't be back for some time,"

"Hmm, is that right?" I asked. I had to give it to the marksman. Had I not been given the knowledge and the affinity from the Liara of my time last night, I would have believed her. Nevertheless, once I entered the shop, I could feel the swirling energies of magic around us. It seemed to pass through the floorboards and into the building which laid across the bridge. That was where the current Ilzahold was. I suppose if given enough time I might be able to uncover what she was doing, but I didn't have that kind of time.

"Well it's a good thing I'm not here for her today. I be in need of you today," I told her.

"If it's for what I think it is, then it better not be. You'll be a holy monk residing in a mountain temple if it is," she threatened. I do not think myself to be a liar currently, but I have found that the female mind to be just as raunchy as any males. Nevertheless, I decided not to humor her threat.

I hold up my hand to stop her from going further. Besides, I didn't need her to feel sated. I had two lavish meals to dine on whenever I felt the need. "Not even close to what I had in mind. Don't worry, you get something out of this as well. Naturally, it's a bigger benefit to me, but if you follow my lead then we'll both come away with what we want," I said.

"Yeah, like you could have anything that would benefit me. I still don't buy shit from you on this voyage of yours like Lady Liara does. What do you have that would interest me?"

"Perhaps the Lindengar family antique pistol would interest you," I said. Burnwood did not need to say anything. Her face told me what she be thinkin' of my statement.

"I'll hand it to you, Drakclaw. You're probably the craziest street rat on this island that I've ever seen. Not many brats got the stones to mess with nobility. I can't even believe I'm helping you do this shit. I'm not incurring Lady Liara's wrath if you die. She's become somewhat invested in your farce," she said as she tightened her grip on my bound hands while she guided me through the streets.