STORIES: A PLEASURE DOING BUSINESS – STARRING RED (Patreon)

It's been a while since I've done one of these...

A new STORIES: A PLEASURE DOING BUSINESS – STARRING RED
It seems that Captain Veronika Red has to get out of port in a hurry, but in order to do so, a deal must be made.

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A PLEASURE DOING BUSINESS – STARRING RED

"Sorry, that I can't help." Rourke pushed back away from his desk.

"Damned  gold grubbing sea-snake." The busty redhead on the other side of the  table sucked her teeth then her fingers dipped into her deep cleavage,  pulling free a bulging coin purse. Tossed onto the table it joined the  pile of previously offered bags of coins along with a small chest and  other assorted valuables. Hiding his grin behind his hand as he  scratched at his scruffy chin, Rourke paused as if mulling it over then  shook his head.

"The monetary cost is just part of the problem."  He leaned over sliding the latest coin purse closer to the rest of the  payment and off the parchment listing the required materials.

"Steel  silk, eshreaf, ironwood, magus stone, morg birch, ocean juniper…"  Rourke ran his fingers down the list reading off the various kinds of  wood and magically imbued building materials. "The supplies your ship  requires will use up almost all the enchanted stores we have." He  glanced up at Captain Veronika Red. She had an angry tilt to her full  lips as she leaned over affording him an even more impressive view of  her cleavage canyon.

"Salt me tits." Red grit her teeth in  annoyance. She'd been hunting fat merchant galleons laden with goods  along the Crimson Coast when they had run afoul of a young devil fin  leviathan. They had managed to drive off the creature but her ship, The  Queen's Desire, had sustained a fair amount of damage from the  encounter.

Built by elven geomancers, The Queen's Desire  would eventually 'heal' most of the damage on its own. Still, sitting at  reduced efficiency in the open ocean with Empire man-o-wars, other  rival pirates, and a possible return of the devil fin wasn't an option,  so they had limped to Port Gartonas to resupply.

Some carousing  was just the morale boost needed after such a dangerous encounter and  Captain Red and her crew had been enjoying a bit of shore leave as they  waited out the time it would take for the ship to rebuild itself. That  was, until a few hours ago when Red had checked in with one of her local  contacts and learned some long-awaited news that set the blood roaring  through her veins.

Field Major Kyra Kaines, an officer in the Imperial forces had recently been spotted aboard a galleon that had made port.

Captain  Red's mind snapped back in time. Back to the night when the blond bitch  had had her arrested. Dragged out of one of the local taverns on some  ridiculous 'disturbing the peace' charges.

In a dark cell, Major  Kaines had the guard under her command bind Red in chains. What followed  was a long night filled with sexual abuse. Even the Major partook in  Captain Red's degradation and ordered that every man on duty and those  that came in on shift change take their turn. She lost track of the  faces of the men during the blur but she would never forget the bitch  behind the torment.

Now the Major was within her grasp, just a few  days out at sea, making her way back to the Empire where it was rumored  she would be redeployed to an inland territory. Red couldn't allow that  to happen. Wouldn't let the Imperial cunt slip through her fingers and  out of her reach.

"…the coin certainly helps. And I could get you most of this in, maybe three days."

"Me  ship needs ta set sail by the morn, no later." Red looked back to  Rourke, eyes glued to her tits. A grin he couldn't hide curling the edge  of his lips.

"Tomorrow?" He blew out a breath. "I might be able  to call in a few favors and work my men through the night. I'll have to  get creative with some standing orders. And that will make a lot of  people very angry. It will affect my reputation."

"Ain't got the patience ta stand 'ere an chum the water with minced words, Rourke. What will it take."

The dockmaster paused as if weighing his thoughts.

"The coin and…," Captain Veronika Red was as deadly as she was beautiful, and many had met their end on the end of her blade.

Rourke  tapped his lip with a finger, for a few seconds. An internal war raging  both through his mind and body. He took off and cleaned his spectacles  then placed them back on.

"Till the work is done. You. " He  cleared his throat, the words now out in the open placed his back to a  metaphorical wall, and spurred on his courage. "I'll be bending over  getting reamed for weeks with the shipwrights, dockworkers, and merchant  guilds. The way I figure, you doing the same for me will make us square  and fair."

Silence filled the dockmaster's office. Outside the  creak of wood and rope on ships mixed with cries of seagulls, workman  calls, and naval bells. Red's hand touched her sword hilts. She scowled  and gave a low growl.

"Salt me tits."

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"Ooohwoo…"  Through pursed lips, Rourke blew out a long steady breath. Resting his  head against the padded back of his chair he closed his eyes to revel in  the wet suckling sounds and the steady electric-like pulse coursing  directly from his cock to his brain.

"Bloody blades." Rourke left  his hand resting on the top of Red's head as she kept up the slow and  steady bobbing. He cracked his eyes open after another minute or so to  fully enjoy the sight. Some of her scarlet hair had fallen in front of  the busty pirate's face and he gently moved it aside and then tucked it  behind her ear, allowing for a much better view of his dick between her  lips. The slurping paused as the busty pirate shifted to avoid the  discomfort of kneeling in front of the dock master.

Rourke took  the opportunity to pop his cock from her mouth. She glanced up, her one  eye blinking as he rubbed his dick over her face letting his pre-cum  form sticky strands and shine her lips. He grinned, shifted his hand,  and gently pushed down.

Red resisted and Rourke steadily increased  pressure. Just enough to direct her back to her task. The tip of his  dick slid across her lips and he could see the anger flash in her eye.  After a moment of hesitation, however, her lips parted and his dick once  again slid back into her mouth.

"There we go. Back where it  belongs." The feeling of power was intoxicating, loosening his tongue.  "You've clearly had plenty of practice sucking cock, Captain."

Her  eye narrowed as she looked upward from where she was already balls deep  on his dick, her red lips a striking contrast to his gray-white pubic  hair.

Rourke couldn't really blame her anger. Captain Veronika  Red. The Pirate Queen of the Crimson Coast was a woman used to being  respected and most of all feared. Battling the savage seas, she cut a  bloody swath through competition and pirate hunters alike. And now here  she was, no better than a common whore rented for a few coin. Forced to  kneel between his legs, sucking on his salty shaft and lapping at his  sweaty nuts to get what she needed from him.

Like any man who had  met the busty beauty, he'd had lustful thoughts regarding the pirate  Captain. On more than one occasion he'd pleasured himself to the thought  of watching those huge tits bounce about as he fucked her.

The  actual experience so far was better than he could have imagined. When  she had accepted his proposal he'd assumed he would enjoy himself by  having his way with her body but highly doubted she'd be good for much  more than a tumble and the memories of the encounter. Never had he  dreamed she would have the level of skill she did.

Reaching across  the desk Rourke took another swig from a small jug and felt the magic  course through his body. In response, his cock swelled a bit larger and  Red let out a little choke when his dick jumped in her throat. For the  next few hours, the enchanted concoction would give him more stamina,  girth and increase both volume and how many times he could cum.

Rourke  had purchased a few of the potions from an old codger of a wizard who  had passed through town the previous year. The weird old guy even had a  purple-skinned drow slave who rivaled Captain Red in both tit size and  beauty so that customers could test samples of the potion's effects.

A  smile crept onto Rourke's lips at the memory, wondering if he should  ride Red's face as rough as he had with the elf slave. He decided  against it. Of course, he would do so later, but for now, he needed to  put the haughty bitch in her place. To let her see what he expected and  what she had to look forward to until the completion of her ship's  repairs.

He felt the pleasure in his groin building more and more,  a slow burn to the inevitable. Rourke gently pushed the pirate off of  his cock, her lips making a soft pop of suction.

"Open yer mouth  nice and wide." Lifting himself to his feet Rourke stood in front of  her. Hands-on his hips in a power pose his cock aimed directly at her  lips. "Now, play with my balls and jerk me off… nice and slow… right in  yer mouth." He grinned.

"Yer a bootstrap sniffin' bilge rat,  Rourke." Red cursed. Looking up at the dockmaster with an eye full of  fury she spat on his cock.

"Maybe, but it's time you swallowed more than just yer pride, you big-titted bitch."

Red  spat on the dick again but then opened her mouth wide, placed the tip  an inch from her lips she began a slow and steady stroking of the dick.  Her other hand cupped his nuts, her fingers fondling and caressing his  testicles, stroking and rolling the cum laden orbs.

One minute dragged into two and Red watched as Rourke's breath began to quicken.

"Oh shit, that's it… Nuuu-nice a-and slow… L-look at me… It's cumming you, slut… Catch all yer t-treat HHunnGgg."

The  first blast splashed over her tongue and Red burbled out a curse as the  second, third, fourth and more shot straight to the back of her throat,  collecting and pooling.

"OHhh fucckk... Don't swalloo y-y-yet...  an... d-don't you fuckin' spill ya big tit cum dump!" Shuddering Rourke  yelled his demand, watching as his magically enhanced spunk spurted into  her mouth.

Still on her knees, Red kept to the task, milking the  dick into her mouth as Rourke gripped the edge of the table not touching  his cock instead solely relying on her to collect the generous helping  of his cum.

"Huughh… Kracken's Teeth… T-that was  good." Rourke smiled down at Red, the last drop of his pearly spooge  sliding out of his dick and over her lips. He let her sit on her  haunches for a bit, standing over her as she chewed and bubbled spunk as  she tried to breathe around the mouthful.

"No need to stand on  ceremony on my account, Red. You earned all'a that." He finally said  with a smile. He locked eyes with her. "Well? Go on. Swallow, my, cum."

Captain  Veronika Red, staring at the old sailor, thought about why she was  doing this. Why would she allow this fat smelly oaf to use her like some  street-walking whore. She pictured the leering face of the Major, the  laughing guards.

Stealing herself she swallowed back an angry  curse. Along with a helping of spunk. Though, the latter took three  heavy swallows to completely empty her mouth of the sticky fluid. With  each gulp came a rush of pleasure and in surprise Red clamped her legs  together as her pussy rapidly slickened, her nipples growing hot and  sensitive as they pressed against the fabric of her top. Red both cursed  and smiled inwardly. Seemed the potions Rourke had downed passed on a  few of there benefits to her as well.

Rourke missed the reaction.  He simply clapped his hands in joy then grabbed Red under the arm,  hauled her to her feet, and shoved her toward his desk.

"Lay back and spread yer legs, Captain. Time for your cunt and my cock to get better acquainted."

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Captain  Veronika Red glared up into Rourke’s flushed and sweaty face as he  pounded away at her. Clearly, overjoyed with the feeling of splitting  her hungry cunt wide.

“Fuck this i-is good p-pussy! HuurFF fuckin’ NUUrff… loves gettin’ a fat c-cock…”

She  wished she could disagree. A bloody bastard he may be but whatever was  in the potions he’d been drinking enhanced his meat in both girth, and  length and must have done the same for his endurance. It had to be past  noon and he showed no signs of slowing down. And damn if it didn’t feel  so fucking good to have that hard throbbing dick driving balls deep with  each stroke. Still, she could hardly go and admit that to the grunting  dockmaster.

He had taken her in a variety of positions already.  Getting bolder as he experimented, testing her willingness to cooperate  and go along with his sexual demands. Now he had her legs pushed far  back, knees on either side of her head, and the back of her shoulders on  the floor as he slammed her pussy from a crouched position above.

Rourke  of course wanted her watching his cunt juice slick cock driving in and  out of her snatch and had given her strict instructions to keep her eye  locked onto his dick as he fucked her in the bent-over position.

Her  massive tits had been a problem at first, nearly covering her face, but  Rourke had shifted around and told her to hold her tits by her nipples  so he could watch them jiggle and wobble with the force of his thrusts.

It  had worked, though Red had to squeeze the nipples tight between her  fingers to maintain a firm grip and save herself from being smothered by  her own boobs. The action did have a secondary effect on her too.  Captain Red’s already overly sensitive nubs, pulled and tugged with the  movements and each sent unrelenting waves of pleasure sparking through  her body.

She closed her eye for a moment to focus on the  pleasure, but within only a few seconds she felt Rourke’s hand release  the grip behind her knees and grab a handful of her scarlet mane.

“What’da tell ya, Capt’n tits?!” He shook her head roughly by the fistful of hair until she opened her eye.

With  a grunt, Red swallowed the curse she was moments away from spitting at  him and instead simply glared. Then, with angry resignation, her eye  drifted back to the cock slipping in and out of her.

“That’s it, ya dirty bitch.” Rourke mumbled.

Yes indeed, the old, big-dicked bilge roach sure loved to have her look at his dick.

Except  when he came in her mouth. It was always direct eye contact then. To be  fair, Rourke did give her two choices, she thought. She could stare at  her gripping cunt as he fucked her, or make eye contact and let him see  the pleasure he was wringing out of her body. At least while eyeing his  throbbing cock harpooning away, she didn’t have to look at his leering  face and the delight he was getting out of the encounter. And, as much  as she hated admitting it, it was fucking hot watching her hole devour  his impressive, magically enhanced shaft.

There was a glistening  sheen of sweat on her skin and Red watched intently as he popped his  dick free. The wet sucking sound was loud in her ears as her betraying  body tried to keep him in. He smiled at her gaping hole, spitting into  it then lightly palming and frigging her swollen clit.

“Poxy s-squid sniffin’ barnacle.” Red huffed.

Rourke's grin grew even wider as her pussy spasmed.

“Looks  like it’s missing this ol' main mast already, eh, Capt’n?” He spread  her nether lips apart with his index fingers then rubbed his cock head  back and forth over both her clit and her hole.“Say it.” He chuckled,”  Go on, say, ‘Mr. Rourke? Will you please put your big cock back in my  whore hole?’”

Red snarled a bit. Letting him see and hear her  irritation. It was what he wanted; she was sure. To degrade her as much  as he could. She needed him and he knew it. A few hours earlier she’d  seen the dockworkers and carpenters carrying lumber and supplies to her  ship through the office window. So, despite the attitude, he was a man  of his word.

Would they be done by now? She doubted it with the damage The Queen's Desire had sustained. They could set out with whatever restorations were  finished, but they definitely wouldn't be at full strength to chase down  and then get into a possible pitched battle with the Majors ship. One  where she could possibly escape from Red’s grasp. That was a risk she  wouldn’t take. No, the best course was to set sail as soon as repairs  were complete. Until then, if she was ever going to get her revenge on  the Imperial bitch, she had to let Rourke have his way

Besides,  though she’d never admit it to him, she rather liked the rude attitude  and lewd demands Rourke was heaping on her. Few men would dare talk to  or treat her the way he had over the past few hours. Both knew she could  stand up and gut him in an instant. Just as each knew she wouldn’t. It  was the thrill of vulnerability she shared with a few, very particular,  lovers.

“Will ya... put yer thrice damned, big fat cock back in me  nasty whore hole?” She said with a grumble. Letting him play and fondle  her for a bit longer, Red dragged out their mutual enjoyment under the  guise of unwillingness. “Please, Mr. Rourke?” Red spat the final words,  knowing those were the only ones he really wanted to hear.

“Oh,  come now, Captain, Veronika, Red.” He said, drawing out her name. “There  is no need to beg.” The shit-eating grin that split his face sent a  chill racing up her spine. “A’course I’ll fuck ya.”

He slapped his cock up and down on her cunt and then pressed behind the head of his dick. Red bit her lip and let out a long hisss as it slipped into her again.

The  lust-filled dockmaster, satisfied Captain Red was back to watching him  spear her snatch, put his hands back in position behind her knees, and  pressed down. After he had gotten the huge-breasted pirate whore once  more bent over for maximum penetration he got back to his relentless  assault on her womanhood with renewed enthusiasm.

Red gasped and  moaned, letting her walls down a bit more and simply enjoying the brutal  smashing. Her calves bounced against Rourke’s forearms, his callused  hands gripping tight and holding her in place.

“AhHaaa… S-salt me t-tits…HuHAaaff…Ohh… that b-be it... AaaHNurRfff.”

Rourke’s  thrusts increased in speed and power, driving the breath from her  lungs. He started swearing between grunts as his balls thapp thap thapp’ed out a wet tempo on her ass cheeks. Red felt the cum heavy, wrinkled sacks eventually start to constrict on each down stroke.

“HUUnNNngg Avast  ye, skank! Yer c-cunts gonna be catchin… s-som mor’o me cummm!” Rourke  shouted into her face, the old sailor coming out in his speech.

Through  the haze of pleasure, Captain Red felt the sudden jump of his cock a  moment before he shoved into her fully, pushing as deep as possible he  held her tighter than an anchor rope in a hurricane. Captain Red felt  his balls, crushed between their bodies pulsing, and with each spasm an  accompanying jump and hot spurt deep in her core. Energy surged in her, a  weird pulse that she had felt each time he had emptied his overfull  balls into her body. No doubt a slight transference effect of the  magical potions he had downed during their time fucking. It sent her  over the edge as well. A crashing orgasm that had her clamping down  hard, milking him with the suddenly invigorated muscles in her cunt.  Rourke made small jumping thrusts emptying himself for an eternity. Then  he pulled out dropping her legs unceremoniously and straddled her  chest, his hand gripped his cock as he slapped it across her face and  pushed it into her mouth, jerking himself off with one hand while taking  a fist full of her hair with the other.

“Always got some fer yer meal, Capt’n, don’t ya NUmMngg worry ‘bout hHrrfff t-that…” Rourke rubbed the head of his cock over her chin, finishing himself off on her tongue and lips.

He  smiled as she groaned but her lips encircled his cock head and she  suckled away, her tongue darting and collecting his spunk. Her  lust-filled eye betrayed the pleasure she was getting from hungrily  lapping up the thick pearly globs of his magical, aphrodisiac-laced,  cum. Rourke leaned back and fluffed her huge breasts around his length,  coaxing the last few spurts and dribbles out for her to clean.

The  feel of her tongue was incredible and he stayed there for a time.  Finally, he slid up over her chest and presented each of his balls in  turn. He sighed as the busty pirate got to work cleaning them as well  and he reached back to play with first her fat tits and then her cum  filled snatch. He absently finger fucked her with two thick digits.

“You  are quite the ride, Captain Red.” Rourke presented his slick fingers to  her lips and fingered her mouth like it was her cunt, cleaning the  sticky cum and pussy juice with her tongue and lips.

“But seeing  as I’m just a salty old dog and, till now have been doing all the work.  While yer a young, dumb, full’a my cum, fiery sea slut, how about you  get your stuck up ass over here…” He stood and took a step over and sat  on his desk. He leaned back and gripped his dick, shaking it toward her,  “And ride me for a while.”

Captain Veronika Red, Pirate Queen of  the Crimson Coast rolled her eye then she began to crawl toward the  dockmaster on all fours. She faked an annoyed sigh even as a thrill  raced through her body.

“Salt me tits.”

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