By Jamie

She stretched her long legs around the high stool at the sushi bar and ordered her favorite delicate fish from the smiling chef. She figured there was no sense in taking up a whole table since she would be dining alone this evening. Besides, she loved to people watch and soak up the lively conversations going on around her. She sipped her warm tea enjoying it's warmth spreading down her body. The couple beside her chatted away of their vacation in Jamaica and she dreamed of going there herself. She could picture herself languishing on the white sand letting the sun kiss every inch of her long lean body. Shaken from her dream by a beautiful, petite, asian waitress placing the small porcelain dishes before her. She flipped back her long golden hair and slowly poured the rich sauce into the dish. Feeling a bit spicy, she added a bit of the fiery green wasabi and swirled it around in the dark liquid. the enameled tray of delicate sushi was set before her and she gingerly nibbled at her succulent feast, admiring the hues and textures of the carefully constructed seafood. She scarcely noticed that on the opposite side of the bar a tall, handsome man had taken the stool directly across from hers. Within a few seconds she could feel his presence, she felt his eyes on her and she glanced up, their eyes locking. Embarrassed she looked away, her face warm with the evidence of her blushing cheeks. She sat up straighter and stole another peek across the bar to this striking man, only to notice that his piercing eyes were fixed on her. She felt as if she was being hypnotized, his eyes all but consuming her. She dropped the tender fish from the chopsticks and found herself gazing back into his penetrating eyes with awe. Somehow she managed a faint smile and reached down for her bag and slipped off to the powder room, not quite sure what to do next she carefully checked her makeup and brushed her hair, taking a deep breath she exited the door of the ladies room only to find him waiting outside the door confidently draped against the wall. " Hello there," he said in a deep intoxicating voice. She stood there still for what seemed an eternity reminding herself to return the greeting. "Hi, how are you?" She stammered, feeling unsure of herself. "I believe I know you," he said. She narrowed her deep green eyes trying to remember where she would have met and how she should have forgotten a treasure such as this one standing before her. "How? From where?" came her answer her eyes still drinking in his obvious beauty. "It will all come back to you" he said confidently. "Please follow me, I will show you." Strangely she felt compelled to do just as he asked and she followed him out the rear door of the dark restaurant to his deep red sports car. "Come over here," he said with an air of authority and yet somehow she felt reassured. She stepped with him to the back of the car as he opened the tiny trunk. "Look inside." Her curiosity peeked, she did as he asked and leaned in to the dark place to see what he had inside there. She scarcely remembered feeling her feet slip from beneath her, the back of her scalp burning as he snatched her head downward and covered her face with a pungent cloth that left her spiraling down into unconsciousness. Sh awoke not knowing where she was. Frightened, she peered around in the darkness and then she realized that she was tightly bound around a large pole or column of some sort. She whimpered softly as she tried to free her hands and feet from the tight cotton ropes that imprisoned her wrists and ankles. Her head ached and thoughts swirled madly in her head. It took her a few minutes to realize that not only was her head swimming but the floor beneath her was rocking gently back and forth. Slowly she came to realize that the thick salty air and soft watery sounds were that of the ocean and she was no longer on land. She wailed in disbelief of her own naivete. "How could I be so stupid?" She knew that screaming would not be an option in the vastness of the rolling waters. She wept quietly to herself for hours, never knowing that a dark form stood behind her at the helm of the graceful sailing yacht relishing every tear. Weary and blurred from the drugs she watched through half-closed eyes as the orange sun crept over the watery horizon and she allowed her head to fall forward, almost sleeping. Just then her head was jerked back and his voice commanded her to wake up. He slapped her cruelly across her face leaving a stinging red mark glowing on her pale cheek as she begged him to let her go. "You are mine now, there is no law on this water...I am the keeper of these waters...AND I will say what happens next." He held her by the throat against the thick mast and produced a large jagged knife that made her shrink back. He pressed the cold metal against her throat and demanded her obedience... or else. he took a sash from his wrist and tied it tightly around her eyes and she became very aware of his heat as he slowly began to cut the gauzy black sundress from her quivering body. She wanted so much to run away to thrash about and stop this evil thing from happening to her, but he pressed the steely blade flat against her chest reminding her who was in charge. "Please no" was all she could say as the sea air chilled her newly exposed and vulnerable body. He took his time stopping to twist and bite at her rose colored nipples. Tears flowed from beneath the cloth and she pleaded for mercy. He stopped abruptly and disappeared for a few moments only to return with a thick rough rope tied with a single knot which he forced between her lips. Hse choked and gagged as she heard him say "You will need this little whore...something to bite down on." With that her dress was torn from her body and her panties ripped off in one quick yank. Blinded and gagged, she pondered what would happen next. The high pitched whistle of leather swishing through the air brought the answer and the whip bit into her flesh...again and again he lashed at her body. Her breasts stung and burned as he repeatedly struck them....purposely moving slowly down her body pounding her tummy and thighs until she thought she would pass out. He stopped. taking his finger and cruelly spreading her shaven lips and shoving his finger deeply inside. He laughed loudly..."AHA...the little slut seems to be enjoying this"...She thrashed about protesting behind the roughly knotted rope that had taken her voice. Once again the stiff leather accosted her body...whipping fervently...remaining in one area until she thought she could no longer bear it and then moving to the next...deliberately striking the same tender area over and over. The pain was so intense that she gave herself over to it and felt her soul float away from her body...the sound and pain of the whip now seeming to be happening to someone else...not her....her body slumped against the ropes...inside of herself now she flew like a bird in the soft inner darkness of an eternal black velvet night. She awoke, not knowing how much time had passed and found that she could open her eyes...but only to see endless waves of water stretching before her...she realized she was now secured to the bowsprit, her arms still tied behind her... her upper body lurched forward exposing her bared ass to the stranger who she sensed standing behind her. His strong hand snatched at the nape of her neck and whispered hotly in her ear that he was now going to fuck her like she had never been fucked before. She dared not protest remembering the beating she had earlier endured. His other hand found her delicate slit and slapped it mercilessly...making it tense and simmering hot. She felt the thick mast of his huge cock pressing there..."beg for it slut whore...tell your Master how much you want his pulsing cock inside of your undeserving cunt"...she knew what she must do and she opened her mouth and with a trembling voice softly asked that he fuck her...."Not good enough bitch"...and his hand snaked around beneath her to claw her sore breasts...she shrieked and cried...."please, please exalted Master fuck my unworthy cunt with your hallowed cock...please." All at once his hulking cock invaded her tight wet folds....pounding viciously, yanking her hair back as he forced himself in and out of her...pinching her nipple until she thought it would be ripped from her body. His hand moved up suddenly and clenched her throat and she jerked her head backwards realizing that she could no longer breathe..."Take it wench...press your throat into my hand...you know you want this"...she once again obeyed fearing him so completely...opening her mouth widely hoping to catch a small breath of the salty sea air....finally knowing that she could not the blackness crept around her and she felt herself cum so hard as she passed into that other realm and her body collapse against the wooden frame of the bowsprit...His hand relented and his hot seed surged through her like a boiling tidal wave. She gasped for breath and slowly opened her eyes noticing that the sea was churning and the sky had turned black...huge drops of rain fell upon her exhausted body and he slipped away from her leaving her tied there as the storm whirled around her. He returned to the helm of his pirate ship to command control of the churning sea...His wet maiden like a breathless sea nymph gracing the bow.