The Vengeful Tide Ch. 07

"I've heard elves be one of the most disciplined races in all the world. Yet, here you lay masturbating and staining my floor like a king's common whore. I told you to suck my cock. Did I tell you that you could masturbate and cum over my floor now?" I asked.

I made sure my voice held a fine line of lustful anger and desired sternness. I'd rather Aesteal's first true depths into the sexual plane were not met with the typical fear that she might have learned from fellow elves about how humans act around them.

"I...I thought that...UGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH!" she moaned loudly when I twisted her nipples.

"And just what were you thinking that had you cumming so much you turned my floor into a small flooded town square? Tell me,"

Aesteal looked away from me.

"Look away from me again and I'll punish you, Aesteal," I said to her. I think it was around this time that through the lustful haze, my crew member started to understand what this relationship would be.

"P-Punish me?" she asked.

"You be a smart elf. I'm sure you know what I mean," I responded. She stared into my eyes and I hoped she came to realize that I would possibly do all the depraved things she was thinking of.

"No, Sir. You didn't say I could masturbate will...I pleasured your cock. May I please...masturbate will I serve you?," she asked.

I chuckled at how she said this if only because it seemed that she was still holding onto those bits of elven culture that were designed to prevent her from sexual interaction. I don't know what elven order she was a part of to do this, but as I said earlier, it did have me intrigued.

"Perhaps, but you still haven't answered my question. What be your thoughts while you played with yourself?" I asked.

Luckily for her, Aesteal's embarrassment didn't cause her eyes to drop from me this time. "I was thinking I...can see why humans and other races enjoy certain aspects of this so much. I...I should hate you for the deplorable, debasing, defiling words you've used to describe me, but I...," she paused.

"You...?" I drew out.

"Oh Ambar Taváraemi, it would be my pleasure to serve you," she answered.

Now, how could I deny such a statement?

"Then serve me, you slutty elf. And no, you will not masturbate anymore...until you leave my quarters. Starting tomorrow, you're going to masturbate twice a day. One for morning, and one for night, understood?"

"A-Aye, Sir, but...Maeloson and I share the same quarters," she replied.

My grin widened. "Then you'd better make sure he doesn't hear or see you. Now, I think you be doing something important right now," I said. I didn't give her the chance to respond. Instead, I grabbed Aesteal head and shoved my cock through her mouth and into her throat. I was granted the pleasure of an audible gag as her hands rubbed my thighs.

I pulled her head back and began to buck my hips like a damn horse in breeding season. The sounds of her used and abused throat drove me to another height of crazy pleasure that got me moaning and grunting like a wayward beast of the lands.

I cared not for her pleasure. I cared not for her needs. However, I cared for her wants, and she wanted to continue to serve my cock, and serve my cock she would.

"GAUG! GAUG! UACK! UGH! GUAG! ACK! UGH! GUAG!"

Gag after gag, I heard her as the hot slippery tunnels of her mouth-cunt wrapped around my cock in heavenly bliss. I could feel her tongue try to wrap around me as best it could as I slapped my balls against her chin. Yet, she did not yield to me. She took all that I had to give and more. It could be because I was thrusting too fast to notice, but I'm sure I could feel her body tremble at least three different times and I think those to be orgasms now that I recollect on them.

"Fuck, Aesteal! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum down your slutty elven throat! Beg me for it. Show me you want to swallow my spunk!" I ordered. I thought that would be a pretty hard order to actually follow, but Aesteal continued to impress me.

My elf took her hands from my legs and wrapped them around until they squeezed my buttocks. Then she began pulled me forward as if encouraging, nay pleading to give her undeserving throat the drowning fluids from within the confines of my balls.

"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" I growled out as I felt my dick fire the cannons of splooge into my beautiful elf's waiting throat. My hips jerked and my eyes rolled into the back of my head. My knees nearly gave way while I unloaded the massing shots into Aesteal's stomach.

I must have been more aroused than I thought because I felt like a sink faucet. It is possible that I subconsciously used my powers to pull more cum out of my cock than what would actually be given. All I know was that had this been her pussy, I probably would have gotten that baby I toyed my mother about in this one night.

After some time, I released Aesteal's head and my cock fell from her lips. I allowed her to collect herself for a moment before she spoke. "T-Thank you for letting me serve you, Sir." she said.

I believe something strange came over me because I leaned forward and kissed Aesteal's forehead. "You pleased me greatly, Aesteal, but don't think you're leaving this room tonight. This night, I wish to rest with a beautiful woman in my arms," I said.

I think she must have taken my meaning the wrong way because she seemed to stiffen up. Just judging by her expression, I can tell we both knew what I meant.

"I...I'm prepared, Sir," she replied.

I rolled my eyes. "I be a Draegnar bastard, Aesteal. I know better than anyone the language of a liar. Would a prepared woman stand like she came face to face with a gorgon? Lie to me again, and you can forget joining my crew," I answered.

"Yes, Sir. I'm sorry for lying," she then said.

As I said before, one has to be careful in how they conduct contact with elves. They are a perceptive bunch and an even more exclusive race. In order to properly have Aesteal, I would need to handle her carefully. As for Maeloson, well...that was a little harder.

I walked towards Aesteal and stood behind her. "Good. I don't care if you lie to anyone else in the world, but if you lie to me, then you can ask Ellen about how creative my mind can be,"

I made sure Aesteal heard every word of what I said. She agreed but I was not finished.

"Besides, I love the thought of you squirming over knowing that at any moment, whenever I choose, wherever I want, however I want it, I can slide my cock inside you and make you moan like the slutty elf we both know you are," I whispered into her ear making her shiver.

Unfortunately, that rest would have to wait because there came a harsh banging to my door.

"Captain!"

It was the sound of my mother's urgent voice.

I cursed and removed myself from Aesteal. We quickly dressed ourselves enough to look presentable and I opened the door.

"What?" I asked with a bit of a mood in my voice.

It didn't take me long to see why my mother had called me because I could see about thirty men and women coated in glorious steel armor, riding atop glorious white steeds, with swords and bows at the ready, along with flaming torches in their hands. Upon their steel breastplates laid the insignia of the Hæňgaram Empire...just like my prisoner.

"Fate...be dealing us a middle finger...," my mother said.

...oh.