[M4F] The Best of the Worst

[M4F] [Script Offer] The Best of the Worst [Vaguely] [Historical], [Pirates!]; [MDom], [RAPE], [Twisted], [Mindfuck], [Gentleman Pirate], [Asking Nicely under Duress]; hardly any [Knifeplay]; [Semi-public], [Exhibitionism], [Bondage]. [No Name Calling]. [Hints at Possible Gangbang]. [Humour]?

SUMMARY: The captain of the pirate ship saved you from his crew, and now he has to save his face as well.

About 1 800 words.

ACTING SUGGESTIONS: The speaker character is supposed to be extremely chivalrous and well-mannered, with a tiny dash of cynicism. Turn on the heat during the sex part, though – the listener is gorgeous! ;D Plus, you *really* want to save your face, so bring out the animal in you, being a true pirate and all, despite the airs and manners.


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{Crowd noises, the ones you’d expect on a pirate ship}

{Barks} HANDS OFF, bastards! The dress must cost a fortune. How dare you. Stop with the groping… And good god, the language! [The crowd keeps rumbling, but less aggressively] Can’t you see it’s a lady we’re dealing with here? If we want to collect a decent ransom, we want to return her to the bosom of her family alive and {emphasizing} un-touched, at least {emphasizing} untouched by the likes of you. I’ll take her now to my cabin, and anyone she’ll complain to me about – I’ll goddamn flay him with my own hands. Off with you. God’s teeth…

{Door SFX, the crowd noises are still heard from outside the captain’s cabin}

{Soft-spoken, extremely well-mannered gentleman, all charm, sweetness, and compassion, with mere glimpses of psychopathy here and there} My lady, I cannot tell you how sorry I am for what has happened just now. I don’t ask you to forgive them, nor to understand, it’s inexcusable.

Just imagine, twenty five of them here, living on hardly anything more than hardtack and water, not a penny in their pockets since they had squandered it all, back in Nassau…

They haven’t even _seen_ a woman in months – and here you are, all pretty, in satin and lace, hair done so beautifully, and fragrant like a whiff from Paradise...

Terribly sorry to break it to you, my lady, but we are both in for an extremely ugly evening. Of course, there will be no ransom. My crew… they are simple men. They don’t believe in delayed gratification. And you are a single female prisoner on a pirate ship. What do you think will happen to you now, one way or the other? {With disgust} Rape. {Compassionate if a little tongue-in-cheek} Gruesome prospect.

I wish to god I could do something about it, and spare you the ordeal, but that is impossible. We are miles and miles from the shore, in the company of twenty four most loathsome bastards and a cabin boy who will inevitably turn one in a few years, provided he doesn’t hang.

I mean, _my_ heart bleeds for you, and I AM their captain.

For now.

I cannot stress enough how important morale is when it comes to piracy. It’s a constant struggle. I am not really a captain type as you can see. On a pirate ship morale is everything. If you are not respected or feared, you are gone. Often in an extremely unsavoury way. I’ll spare you the unappetizing details.

I have a reputation, and that is pretty much all I have. Ah, look at me, I’m prattling away, dragging out the inevitable.

There’s no point in beating around the bush. For the sake of peace and harmony on this ship, I… have to rape you. Brutally. There’s no way around it. I could just _pretend_ to rape you and ask you to scream to dispel their doubts, but that cannot be done, I’m afraid. I regret to say that my crew is not only eavesdropping, they’re most likely watching through the holes as we speak. It has to be real. Still, just me would be better than all of them, eh?

They are this close to putting up a riot, and if I play gentleman with you… neither of us will last, and I don’t even want to think of what may befall you after they deal with me. In a way, we are both victims here. We must put on a convincing show, so please, my lady, scream, scream a lot, and struggle. You may start right now… {Explaining things done to the listener as a modern doctor would; lots of grunts suggesting physical action, please! :D} I’ll be grabbing you now and groping you through your clothes…

In a moment I’ll try to kiss you, forcing your jaw down, putting my finger on your pretty chin… thrusting my tongue deep into your mouth… bite me or pretend to bite me… I’m sorry I’ll have to slap you for that… Do it, do it… {Rough kissing, loud groan of pain, growl, slap}

Beautifully done… a little bit too hard, haha… You are playing your part so well, go on! Try to slap me… you are insulted, right? Ha! {supposedly catching the listener’s wrist} Got you… now I’ve clearly won one more kiss… {Intense kissing} That’s it… {Kissing} Struggle!.. {Kissing; grunts suggesting physical action}

{Lots of kissing and grunts manifesting physical action throughout} I confess, though, it’s such a huge turn on for me when a woman puts up a fight… Makes me feel like a conqueror… A lioness tamer… It’s like breaking in a horse, only so much better… Fight then, my lady, claw at my face… Oh yes… I’ll have to take care not to break your wrists, they are so delicate… Struggle a little more, please… Struggle, I beg you…

Know what, I’ll tie you up and you won’t even have to do anything. Raping you is my job. And you just please kindly look as miserable as you can. Whimper, scream, sob, plead, anything goes… {In a lower voice} Oh, when you do so, please, call me sir. I like that. It will really, really help me _perform_. I usually have a bit of a stage fright going on, as it were… With all of them watching…

A beaker of rum, perhaps? To dullen the senses? Fine, more for me. {Drinks} I need it. Puts wind in my sails, if you know what I mean.

{Grunts and movement suggesting physical action} So… here I’m supposed to get tired of your struggling and bind your wrists… To that end I’ll have to shove you against the wall like this {Grunt}, pressing you to it with all my weight {Grunt} and try to hold your wrists above your head while I loosen my neck cloth… I’ll bind your hands like… so… {Physical action} and drag you back to the center of the cabin and tie you to this pillar… otherwise they won’t see us through the holes, and they have to see everything…

It isn’t too tight, is it? I’m so sorry… I don’t practice much… How often do you think I get _this_ lucky? So… your arms go above your head like this… you’ll be facing me for now, I’ll have to turn you to face the pillar later, for the main event… Now there’s still a show to put on…

Obviously, I have to strip you and subject you to something disgusting… Nothing too extreme, yet entertaining… I’ll try not to spoil your fine clothes, of course, but all those laces… I’m sorry…  They have to go…

You must admit that we make a pretty picture… a model pirate… quite convincing… approaching you with my dagger and this wicked grin… and you, a damsel in distress, hair in disarray, lips swollen from my savage kisses, cheeks burning, breast heaving… Ah, gorgeous! I think I’ll start with the bodice… You must breathe, or you’ll faint, and I cannot have that. What fun is there in raping a senseless body?

{Cutting through the laces of the bodice} One… two… three… four… {Chuckle; ripping the laces; growl of satisfaction}

Letting your breasts free first… Now I shall be running the very tip of my dagger close to your skin, barely touching… Don’t move, or the blade cuts you… Do you think our audience is buying it?

It’s a crime to touch such breasts with anything but one’s lips, though… {Groans, kissing, licking, sucking} God damn it, you are bringing out the worst in me… {More kissing and sucking}

Know what, I don’t want you from behind, I want to see your face as I take you. There’s no such thing as a gentleman in bed. Let alone ‘in a pirate’s cabin’

{Fabric ripping; grunts; supposed penetration, a growl} I should be sorry, but it feels too good…

{Thrusting; lots of grunts, and groans, and growls throughout} My profession has its risks, but once in a while it all pays off… Begging your pardon, but I could never hope a lady like you would even look at me before…

Now I get to have my way with a ravishing beauty… fuck her as I please… as long as I want… have her completely at my mercy… Bound and exposed… it doesn’t get any better than that…

And there is something so special about a woman in torn clothes… To me that’s even more enticing than a naked woman…

Nakedness is… boring… no, give me a sudden surge of lust, of hunger, bitten lips, smeared rouge, petticoats bunched up, garters missing, a lady turned whore, a gentleman turned savage… That’s the best, isn’t it?

Well, I know this isn’t like that for you now, this being rape and all, but please, bear with me… Don’t you agree?

I may hang, or feed the fish, or be torn to pieces by a cannon ball… and even if I don’t, my life is still pretty miserable, but… God damn it, now I say: all worth it.

If you’ll excuse me, I shall be grabbing you by your hair again, turning your face to our audience… They might really enjoy the sight you make now… I know I do… Your mouth… the way you breathe now… Oh yes…

Don’t close your eyes… oh, if you could only see what you are doing to them right now with your sobs and your breasts bouncing like this… The things they all are doing to you in their minds… Can you imagine? A lady like you surely cannot… That’s probably for the best…

Ransom… {Laughs} this is so much better than any ransom imaginable…

Holding a woman by her hair always does things to me… It’s so… nice… So much easier to force your mouth on her, so much easier to force _her_ mouth on _you_… Shhh, shhh… that’s coming later… I don’t want to untie you now… I want more of this, just good old hard pounding…

I swear, I won’t inconvenience you for much longer… not with the way you look, and sound, and feel right now… Good god, so wet… I am an acquired taste, huh? Once you really get to know me, turns out I’m not that bad.

Still not someone you would choose on your own, ideally, of course… But still… I do hope you’ve found a way to enjoy it, after all, and if not…

{Thrusting hard, growly, not _actually_ sorry} I’m so sorry, my lady, I’m so very sorry… I cannot tell you how sorry I am… {Orgasm; panting; some kisses}

Well, if _that_ didn’t convince them, nothing will. Thank you, my lady, you played your part to perfection. All good. Just one minor final touch…

{Claps hands a few times; back to pirate captain voice} Lads! Come in and help yourself, if you don’t mind having your captain’s scraps. {Chuckle}

{Sigh; under his breath} God’s teeth, the things I do for morale…