Chapter 270: Tanya
When the sun had actually fallen beneath the horizon the deck of the ship was shrouded in a pervading chill, causing me to tremble as I watched all of the pirates don thick coats or lengthy robes.
None of them looked towards me, but eventually Corina came around with the only other pirate that mattered, the two of them looking down at me before the mace wielder murmured "This is entirely up to you. I couldn’t give a rats ass if she gets hypothermia out here."
They both just continued to stare before the other let out a long sigh, rubbing her temples and murmuring "We have to keep her intact, otherwise the Academy is going to be pissed. I don’t know about you, but I want to get out of here without risking death, so..."
"Then she’s your responsibility. Or we can hand her over to Merida and let her stay warm in her bed, but that’s only if you’re alright with her being fucked against her will all night long. Probably impregnated a few times over too."
I shook my head at that, yet neither of the pirates gave a damn about my opinion as they instead just shared a look, apparently debating the pros and cons of such a thing before the swarthy pirate just sighed again.
"If you attempt to escape or you make an attempt on my life, Natalie, I will have no issue drugging you and letting my girls make use of your holes until their satisfied. Are we clear?"
I nodded and made sure she understood I didn’t want that, which made her stare at me for a few moments more before she finally undid the rope and hauled me onto my feet, not being gentle with me but also not tossing me around like I had thought she might.
"Bring my meal to my quarters, Corina. It’ll be best if the girls don’t see her; I would prefer having a bargaining chip that doesn’t want to kill us all personally. Makes things cleaner and easier for everyone involved. And tell Merida that I’ll get her a whore or two whenever we reach a safe port."
The mace wielding pirate just nodded and turned away, not casting another glance at me and letting the swarthy pirate pull me towards a hatch in the back, giving me just enough aid to walk but not supporting me whenever I stumbled or tripped.
Whilst the paralysis hadn’t been as strong as they had expected it still made me sluggish, and after so many hours of being tied up on a mast my legs were barely answering my commands, whilst my back and shoulders were screaming at me about the neglect they had been put through.
Descending down those stairs had almost turned into an attempt on her life as I just sort of... fell forwards, unable to balance myself and unwillingly dragging her with me as I suddenly found myself incapable of standing on solid ground.
Thankfully she was strong enough to just hoist me up by my arm, but that tweaked my shoulder even more and made me hiss in pain, which she ignored as she carried me down before having me walk again.
The boat was rocking gently thanks to the relatively calm waters, yet even still being down here in the belly of it made me sick, something that my captor didn’t give a damn about as well as she just hauled me into a room before closing the door behind us.
Tossing her hat onto the table and shedding her coat, the futanari took a seat and stared at me as I sat on the floor, my legs giving out as the adrenaline spiked in not so helpful ways, making my already unstable gait all the worse as I trembled with the extra energy.
My limbs were tingling with both the paralysis and now the adrenaline, my head was pounding with a dull headache, but most embarrassingly and what I hated the most was how achingly hard I was as I knelt there, which she obviously noticed.
"Don’t worry about me reading into that, girl. I know what a physiological reaction looks like; the amount of times I’ve gotten hard after a scare or the amount of captives I’ve seen get hard just like you is too innumerable for me to count." fгeewebnovёl.com
"That... isn’t exactly soothing..."
"I don’t particularly care."
Yet even as she said that she wasn’t reading into it I could see her eyes slowly tracing out my curves, I could see them roaming my erect cock before making their way back up towards my eyes, and that really wasn’t soothing.
Lounging on her chair, she had her legs spread apart whilst she leaned back, getting as comfortable as she wanted while also not hiding that her own cock was twitching in her pants, her body reacting to my own in a way that I used to find charming, but now...
When the knock came she just got up and walked past me, taking the pot from the pirate outside and bringing it in, where she promptly doled out two bowls of a thick stew which she set on the table before digging in.
For a few seconds I just watched, but the moment my stomach growled I pushed myself up and forgot about my wariness as my hunger took over; grabbing the spoon and digging in, I don’t think I tasted anything as I just swallowed down the food, filling my belly as quick as I could.
She just watched me in silence as she ate like a normal person, and when she saw me finally slowing down she said "My name is Tanya, and you’ll do well to remember that things could have been much worse here, Natalie."
It was barely edging on being a threat, and although she wasn’t outright telling me that she was going to harm me or attempt to enact revenge on me if I decided to retaliate against them when I was free, I could read between the lines well enough to know why she was saying this.
This was an olive branch being extended after she ’saved’ me from Merida, and it was her professing her hope that we might leave this at just this; an embarrassing meal, kept captive in some quarters, and nothing bad happening to anyone else.
Just us, here in her quarters... both of us half erect and recently engaged in battle with one another...
Y’know, a normal sort of encounter that one might have in the world, and one where things would just end off normally like any other time...