The Mermaid Malefactor

tags: mermaid, breathplay, reluctant male, rape

There was no waiting for verbal consent, no time for Renz to speak another word before the mermaid before him pounced on his naked body. She covered his body in strange kisses. They came in a flurry, and the lips were more or less simply smashing against his face and random intervals. It was as though someone had told this mermaid how kisses worked, but she couldn’t quite comprehend how to make it pleasurable. Renz took the mermaid by the shoulder and pushed her away. His eyes reluctantly glanced down at her bare chest.

“Stop, please.” He took his breath and panted a bit before continuing. “Look, I really am grateful that you saved me from the sea, but I’m sure we can handle this some other way.”

“I’ve never met a human before.” She spoke rather excitedly as she rolled her blonde, almost greenish hair over her ear, her other hand was reaching towards his cock. The cursed thing betrayed him and began at her light caress. “It’s actually rather exciting for me.”

“Is that why you covered me in kisses?” Her head cocked to one side as she saw it growing slowly.

“Yes, I’ve heard that humans kiss like that before they have sex.” She touched it a little harder this time and saw it twitch against her fingertip. She jumped in surprise as it did.

“I really don’t want that.” Renz’ voice was almost a whine.

“It’s okay, we don’t have to kiss when we have sex.”

“No, no!” His cries fell on deaf ears as the mermaid took his wrist and leaped into the ocean, dragging the reluctant sailor in tow.

Salty water quickly filled his mouth, but he closed it and held it as long as he could as he felt the mermaid’s fishy tail swirl around him. He opened his eyes, to see his assailant once more. She seemed to be giggling without the need for air. Her skin looked blue in the tint of the water. As she swam with him in her grasp body pressed against his and her tail was rubbing and rolling around him. His face was shoved into her breasts, still his breath was held and he feared what he had feared several times before. He would die here. He would die while having sex he never wanted in the first place.

That finned tail was tossed between his legs. The scales rubbed against his groin. He hated to admit it, but the smooth sensation felt wonderful against the underside of his shaft. His cheeks puffed out as he held onto his last breath. Soon the young mermaid impaled herself onto his cock. The sensation was alien and new. It was as though a thousand tiny bristles grazed his erect member. Renz found that he wanted to feel more, one last pleasure before he died. He tried to pull himself out, but the pain shocked him and told him he shouldn’t. The bristles seemed to be meant for trapping, they’d easily let him in, but it was going to be a bit more difficult to back out.

Before him, the mermaid seemed to be enjoying his struggling, gaining physical pleasure from it. The pleasant moans that escaped her lips could be heard even through the water. While frantically trying to free himself Renz let out a frightened yelp. Bubbles poured from his mouth and rose to the surface. He could feel the water finally getting the best of him, over taking his lungs. Struggling, now with his throat instead of his cock, he pressed against the mermaid’s bristle covered walls. His shaft now felt a sinister mix of pleasure and pain as he struggled and frighteningly tried to grab more air, unfortunately this only filled his mouth with more water. His vision began to fade and in last ditch effort to feel that final pleasure before death claimed his body, the former sailor came. His seed pushed deep within the mermaid and the last thing he heard was her giggling as she felt the warm sensation within her loins.



One… Two… Three…

One… Two… Three…

One… Two… Three…

Renz’ vision came back with avengence. The blinding light of the sun assaulted his eyes as he awoke to a dwarf pressing firmly down on his chest. He coughed up the sea water from his lungs.

“Oy!” The dwarf’s voice was like knives in his ears. “He’s awake, captain.”

“Thank you, Dredge,” the woman walked over to the nude Renz. Her boots clacked against wooden deck of the ship. She tossed a lock of her red hair over her shoulder as she placed a boot heel on Renz’ chest. Still coming to he saw the black sails behind her, a skull with two roses crossed beneath it.

“My name is Briar Rose. Welcome to my ship mister…?”

“Delamare. Renz Delamare,” he was almost surprised he remembered his name, he hadn’t needed it for some time.

“Well, Renz Delamare, you would have been dead had we not fished you out with the net. Now, I don’t usually fish dead naked men out the sea without some sort of payment.” She stroke her chin in thought. “I could use a new cabin boy.”

The distress in Renz’ face was immense. He heaved a heavy sigh as she walked away.

“Someone get that man some clothes and have him in my chamber before sundown so I can tear them off him.” Two pirates hooked their arms beneath his and dragged him off under the deck.