The Vengeful Tide Ch. 10

By fortune or misfortune, I pulled my finger away while I still remained of sound mind. I then stepped out of the bath and wiped my body down with a lone dry towel that had been left for me. I grabbed my clothes and dressed myself. I followed this by opening the door.

"Ah, I very much enjoyed your little gift from before. I pray fortune finds I receive an audience next time," I said.

Ilzahold then lowered her book and chuckled. "I see that even the pirates of the mighty seas lean to prayer every once in a sure tide. Truly your lust runs as deep as the Xialu Rivers," she answered.

I grinned and left her with that. I then returned to my room for a short while. I spent the rest of the day's light speaking with the crew and commanding them to go about this way or that. I also decided that starting tomorrow I would need to gather my mother, Ellen, the elves, and Liara into my quarters. I hoped that my crew would enjoy this pleasant time because, in two or three weeks, they would not have such a luxury anymore.

The day's light passed away as night covered the skies. Clouds rolled in and I heard sounds of rain hitting our deck. Sometimes I feel the need to curse my own temper. I be not the best at controlling my emotions and I know the reason for this drizzle is from how I felt earlier today.

Anyway, I sat in my quarters while I drew on a piece of paper the dangers of Delverhold that I remembered. Unfortunately, I didn't have Ilzahold spectacular memories to guide me through this one since my journey had been without her beforehand.

I also wonder if there be things on that island that I just forcefully forgot about for my own sanity. Additionally, I also worked on how much time I would be investing in this little...partnership deal I had with Balamar.

Of course, the benefit of crystalized ash was enough to spend as much time as I desired in aiding her, but I be in no mood to win someone else's war. Whether these kingdoms and empires fell into ruin did not bother me, but...it be possible that the fall of these nations would become the catalyst that led to the end of my old world. Though I have close to no fucks to give about the world or its people, I could not very well let my personal kingdom and playground fall to ruin. Where would treasures lay for me if dry dirt and arid deserts covered them all?

While I thought about what I could do, there came a heavy knock on my door.

"Enter," I said.

In came Sothshore with a cape over her head thoroughly soaked in rainwater. She threw the cape unceremoniously to the floor and entered my quarters fully.

"Shall I takes my chances on this storm occurring because you threw a sissy fit?" she asked.

"Is it not called a Hissy Fit?"

"I know what I said,"

We stared at each other for a moment before we both chuckled. I do say that I much enjoy Sothshore's laughter. It be like a beautiful siren's song.

I patted my legs with great expectations. Naturally, Ellen rolled her eyes and offered me an exasperated sigh, but she moved regardless. Then I felt her thighs once again upon my own. Truly, I love this fiery bitch more than I'd ever let anyone know.

I held her as close as I wanted for a couple of minutes. Due to the rain, she was a little cold but the candles were quickly granting us both a warm atmosphere while the wind howled outside.

I be a bit surprised that Ellen did not speak like I expected her to. Instead, she seemed to take this...feeling between the both of us in silent stride.

"Why must I always sit here? There be another chair," she said.

"Any man who would not have such a fine woman as you not in his embrace be a man of such insanity that not even I would dare compare. I had dreamt many a night of having you in my arms by a warm fire. I suppose I have to give praise to your ruthlessness for that," I replied.

Ellen sucked her teeth. "Don't fucking remind me. However, I best be honest, and fuck does the word taste like dirt on the tongue, you have not done as terribly as I had imagined. Makes me wonder if you were still that cowardly bastard evading my men through decrepit alleyways and treacherous rooftops. I wonder if I be played for a fool this whole time,"

"A man must get his head from his ass at some point,"

"And yet yours still be there," she remarked. My laughter echoed through my quarters while she sat mildly irked at this situation she had found herself in.

Once I reined my laughter in, we fell into another silence. I partook of her warmth, her smell, and her drenched blonde hair. My fingers studied the arms of this woman, who I had noticed seemed to have a fitter muscle tone than back on Draegnar. I now see that all that fighting she had done with Burnwood began to show itself. Of course, she still be as soft as I wished her to be. I also dare say that I can feel my lust for her rising.

I shivered in delight when she moved to reach for something in her pocket. I think she must have noticed because her legs squirmed and that only served to make me even more aroused. Nevertheless, she seemed to try to ignore it and pulled out a small book.

"This here is a list of the names, dates, and types of all your shitty auctions occurring this week with participation over 1000 gold. It was quite a lot too, but you damn well best choose the ones you wish to attend. I have enough shit to do organizing just for the ship. Now, I'll have to work on a whole separate book of records just for this...,"

I silenced Ellen with a touch of my finger. I then took the book from her hands and carelessly threw it onto my table. Our eyes followed it as it landed with a hard thud before we turned back to each other.

"Aye, you be a fine woman of many talents, Sothshore. Hell, you know your way around the coin of men and women even more than I do, but such matters may wait for the next sunrise. I do not wish to see the work drain the skin from your body or darken the circles of your eyes. I shall plan such things for later. For now, let this man feast upon this great treasure that lays before his eyes," I said.

I gave Ellen no chance to reply. I be sure it would have been a sassy remark of fire regardless. So, I grabbed the back of her head and pushed her to me until her lips came against mine. As the rain knocked against my window, a constant sign of my once shaking anger, I indulged in my baser instincts once again. Aye, tis a feeling of old times from my previous life.

I moved my arms around Sothshore with even more possession than before. The flames of our kiss fully ignited my already stiffening member within my pants. As her tongue and mine wrestled like two water serpents for mating dominance, I began to slowly rub my cock on the lower part of her thighs. Like two firm pillows, her thighs rubbed up and down my erection with great need.

Now, I dare say that I might be delusional from lust, but I be sure a wayward hand rested on my chest while another slithered along the side of my thigh. Seas, the way the fabric of my pants glided across my skin from the soft presses of her fingers made me shiver and shake. Her kisses grew as turbulent as the waves during a storm. Her tongue thrashed around with mine and licked the front and back of my teeth. I could feel the way she eagerly sought to try and dominate me like she had tried so many times.

Nevertheless, as aroused as I was, I took back this control when I firmly twisted her swollen nipples between my fingers.

"Mmmmmuuuuuuugh!" she groaned in pain before her assault lessened and we settled for a slow, sensual pace that i was comfortable with.

Of course, being the stubborn bitch that she be, Ellen tried to be more aggressive at least two more times before she finally got the order that any more defiance would result in a long night of screaming.

Once we parted, I stared into her eyes. Her breath was hoarse and her chest was heavy. We were both without air. Her eyes glared against mine but there was no mistaking her excitement.

"I hate you, you piece of...fucking...shit," she said breathlessly.

"Aye. Then it be good for us both that I love you, you feisty slut. Also that be 'Sir' to you," I fired back.

"I hate you, Sir," the corrected. I kissed her one more time.

"That be better. Now, since the rain seems to not have doused the flames of your spirit tonight, then perhaps there ought to be a reward for such a hardworking lass," I said. Ah, there be that flicker of unease that coursed through Ellen's body that aroused me so.

"Stand over there. I'd much enjoy a feast for my eyes once you're there. If not, I may have to forgo this reward that I be inclined to give you,"

A curse here, a grumble there, Ellen walked over to the place where I had pointed which happened to be the area just next to my bed. She stood there and quickly began to undress. First came her boots. After that came the socks, shirt, and pants. Naturally, this left her naked.

My cock rose in glorious appreciation of her body as it always had. I doubt I didn't make it obvious as well. Seas, these next few weeks couldn't come fast enough and truly be told, neither could I.

I swirled my finger around and Ellen slowly twirled her body in a complete circle. There be no such thing as feasting one's eyes upon beauty for too long when it comes to her. I am continuously captivated by her appearance and her rebellious fire.

Sothshore came to a complete stop and I rubbed my chin with my fingers.

"You really are beautiful, Ellen Sothshore," I spoke. A blush, whether from embarrassment or anger, was not what I was expecting.

Ellen grumbled. "Fuck off, Sir," she replied. I laughed.

Then suddenly came a knock on my door.

Ellen nearly jumped out of her skin. Her eyes darted to me, but I stayed seated in my chair. My eyes remained focused upon her body. Another knock of the door came.

"Did I command you to stop?" I asked.

Indeed, I wonder how many curses flew through Sothshore's mind and silent tongue before she continued twirling her curvaceous form for my viewing pleasure.

"Enter," I said.

The door opened and I heard the torrent of rain outside grow even louder as footsteps entered.

"Well, you do continue to impress, Eric Drakclaw. You are never without your own form of entertainment. Had I known otherwise, I would have mistaken you as a prophet of Aphrodite, fickle though she might be. Even now, my eyes can see the vast wells of lust swirling around your body like the very air you breathe. Are all young men as restless as you?"

Ah, there be the voice that makes my head swim in clouds and my cockhead warm precum. I turn my head and I saw Liara come through the door with a hood over her head. However, she was not alone. Alongside the witch came Burnwood.

Both watched Ellen continue to flaunt her body for my viewing pleasure. Now I think I might have been seeing things, but was that a trail of delectable love juice flowing down my slutty businesswoman's leg? It must have been because her thighs kept rubbing against each other every time she moved.

"Any old bastard can fuck a bitch till she screams her head off, but there be the special ones that love to watch the swirling storm of lust rush throughout her body. Now then, why have you decided to journey to my chambers on such a night? The weather deems now an unnatural time," I answered.

"On the contrary, Captain. This is quite an acceptable time. Now then, Diane, have you not anything to say to the captain of this vessel?" Ilzahold asked.

Diane gave me a rather harsh look that I didn't appreciate. Nonetheless, she stood next to me and fell to her knees.

"How may I serve you tonight, Sir?" Burnwood asked.

I doubt this to be the case but I can't help but think that I be getting toyed with. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Liara paying very close attention to my words that would naturally follow. Now, I do enjoy the little...whatever the witch thinks we're doing, but I do not enjoy being toyed with unless it's by a thoroughly satisfied slut under my sheets and on my bed.

That said, I cannot get enough of Burnwood on her knees waiting for just a word from me. Aye, the many things I envisioned from her could even make a holy priest blush.

"Aye, Ellen. You may stop now," I said. She slowly stopped twirling for me. I noticed that she made no attempt to cover herself. Just from that, I decided to forgo what I had originally planned. It was quite a shame. There was a toy in the box I had been looking forward to trying, but tonight be not the night.

Instead, I stood up and walked over to my bed. I pulled out the wooden box. I then turned and grinned that bastard grin that makes most women nervous. Ellen stared at the box and I saw the tiny shivers of her arms and legs. Her nipples jutted out proudly in front of my watching audience. I can only imagine the thoughts going through her head when she remembers our fond times that we have shared with this box.

I opened it and then took some items into my hands. I then pushed the box back under the bed. Then, I stood up and made my way over to Ellen.

"Are you ready for your reward?" I asked. She swallowed.

"Yes, sir," she replied. I nodded.

"Good. Then close your eyes," I told her. Yes, I am aware of the eyepatch she already wears. Shut up.

Anyway, she closed her eyes and I reached into my shirt and pulled out a ranger's blindfold. I then firmly tied it around her head. I felt Ellen stiffen more than once while I placed soft kisses on her cheek, neck, and shoulders. I then made Liara and Diane gasp when I pulled out two long pieces of ship's rope.

First, I tied her arms. Then I tied her legs. By now, Sothshore had some trouble standing so I supported her, but with each string of rope sliding across her wrists and ankles, I could feel her breath exhale into my neck.

"Mmmm, you look good bound like a strapped down barrel, Ellen. Ye best be honest with me if you wish for any sort of favorable reward. You be turned on, yes?" I asked.

I have never known Sothshore's lips to quiver the way they had just now, but they did and she spoke.

"Yes, Sir," she replied.

My eyes turned to Ilzahold and Burnwood. They were both watching with apt attention. Yet, somehow, I think Diane was feeling it more than Liara was. I say this because by the seas I could see the small puddles on my floorboards where the gunwoman laid. However, as expected of a witch that has lived for so many years, Liara shows no visible signs of arousal, but I see that she be no less interested.

"Aye. You have been a good slut for me. I always reward those who do good by me. So eager for your reward you don't even mind receiving it in front of others, don't you ya shameful bitch?" I asked. I wrapped my palm around Ellen's throat while another palm trailed down to her pussy. By the gods, it was like a river that kept flowing into my hand and onto the floor without end. It was so hot and slippery that I desired to cum just from sticking my cock between those lovely pussy lips.

"Y-Your the one who wants make to receive it in front of others, Sir," she replied.

"Aye, because that's because I know what gets a Draegnar whore like you going. You shiver and writhe at the of people watching the mighty Ellen Sothshore delve into the depths of depravity with her captain. I want to watch you cum under the watchful eyes of two welcoming bitches. You wish them to watch, don't you?" I asked.

"I...I don't...UGGGGGGH!" Ellen was cut off when I jabbed two fingers into her cunt. Her pussy clung to them heavily. Drool fell down the side of her lips as her head tilted upwards. I kissed and licked her supple flesh like a fine dessert.

"You do. I know you do. Ye think I be easy to fool? What wench draws such a fountain when others be near?" I whispered into her ears. I then sucked on her earlobe while her pelvis began rocking against my fingers. The walls of her cavern vibrated like chiming metal as my cock stretched painfully against my pants.

"Aaaaaaauuuuuuuugh! Oooooooooaaaaaaaaahhhhhh," Ellen huffed. I removed my hand from her throat and grabbed her tied up arms. I then held them over her head and hung them onto a free lantern post.

"Drop those arms and I'll make sure you never get another reward like this again," I told her. Her arms trembled at the thought and I saw sweaty beads pour from her scalp. I licked each drop like it was a salty drink filled with flavor.

My room was then filled with Ellen's wails and moans as I pleasured her over and over while her hands hung in the air and her legs remained bound. She stood as a captive to my growing ministrations while my fingers crawled further and further inside her bountiful treasure until my very knuckles rubbed her swollen clit.

"HaaaaaaaaaaaaampH! Mmmmmmmmmmmmnph! F-FUCK! Oooooooh goddammit it! FUCK! Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" She moaned as her fingers clenched and her toes curled. I could feel the way her walls clung to my fingers that if I kept going, she would cum in no time.

However...

I suddenly stopped and pulled my fingers out of Ellen's pussy. There be no need for me to see her eyes that she was drunk on the lust which permeated the room. Her thighs pushed against each other so much, I wondered if she was trying to rub the skin off.

I stepped back and walked back to my chair. I made no attempts to hide my own erection before I took a seat. Ellen seemed eager for more if the way she seemed like she was about to collapse was any indication.

Well, it was not my intention to cruelly torture a woman in such a way as to make her wait.

"Well then, Diane. Since you wish to serve me, then I best see something good. Ellen over there is expecting a reward for the long hours she's put in for me. In ten minutes, you best give her a good reward. If I feel you haven't, then I'll be punishing Liara for it," I said.

I have to say, not too many can put one over on the Witch of Draegnar. I think I be added to that list if I wasn't already. Diane's eyes laid as wide as a fish's while Ilzahold seemed to quickly process just what I was speaking of.

"You'll what...?" Diane asked.

"Nine minutes. Would you like to go for eight?" I asked.

Burnwood cursed and got to her feet. She then walked over to my bound blond slut. This left Liara and I in the middle of the room ready to watch the spectacle take place. However, none was more eager than I. Though their battle had left a bad taste in my mouth, I still never forgot the feeling of seeing these two stubborn women barely clothed. Now I see the same thing only under different circumstances.

"How strange. I have dealt with many devious men while I have walked the earth. I must say that I had not expected this development," the witch replied.

I leaned back into my chair as Diane seemed confused about how best to go about this. It was no real surprise as to why. If this Diane was very much my Diane, then...of course, virgins have a bit more difficulty in these matters.

Oh, I imagine Diane has sucked off more than her fair share of cocks. I also be sure she's gotten that glorious cunt licked on more than one occasion, but as far as I knew, no man or woman, has fully embraced her. I used to think this was because being the guardswoman to a nigh immortal witch left little time for such activities.

"You have entered my chambers on more than one occasion, Liara. I don't think I need to tell you how this should be seen by me. Besides, the failures of the shoulders ultimately rest on the leaders," I replied. I then held out my hand for her to take.

She stared at it for a moment and chuckled. "Ah, I best take responsibility. Is that it?" she asked.

"You tell me, fair lass," I returned.

Liara took my hand and allowed herself to be pulled into my embrace. Her warm, incredibly sexy frame fell on top of my leg and there be no chance in hell of her not noticing my erection. However, I also didn't shy away from the fact either.