Wrote a story for this video set 😋 A pirate- inspired story,..

Wrote a story for this video set 😋 A pirate- inspired story, where I’m in a dominant role~ Enjoy part 1! Next story will be me in a submissive role 🤭 🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸 **"A Test of Loyalty" - Part 1** 🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸 "What will we do with a drun ken sailor... what will we do with a drun ken sailor..." 🎶 The door opens, followed by hushed voices. "Aye, I've got him. Give me an hour." The door closes. Footsteps. A shadow looms closer. "...what shall we do with a drun ken sailor, early in the morning~" 🎶 A creak.. a pause. A chuckle. You jolt awake as a bucket of cold water washes over you. Gasping for air & feeling like a fish out of water, you cry out, "FUCK!" You hear more laughter. You try to rub your eyes but realize that your arms are tied behind you. ... Fuck. You look around, taking in your surroundings. There's a fire burning in the corner, a bed, a small table with a few glasses and chairs, and one small window in a small, dark room. Mary stands before you, smirking. "Up late last night- were we, sailor?" she teases, already knowing the answer. "Word is..." she crosses the room, swinging playfully around the pillar in the center of the floor, "... you were blabbering *God knows what* to the folk in town about our little trip to the northern isles..." "I swear, I didn-" you stammer. You inwardly curse your stars. "Save it." she interrupts, waving her hand. "This isn't an interrogation." she drags a chair behind her as she makes her way across the room. "It's your punishment." You gulp, eyeing the various weapons hung on the first mate's belt. Your eyes scan the room for other various vehicles of your demise... Taking a wide stance, she sits before you and begins unlacing her boots. You blink and shake your head. "Listen- I barely even talked! Just had my eye on the baker's daughter, that's all, I swear. Told some big stories, tried to impress her- but I didn't even mention pirates, honest!" you blurt out, hoping your words are true- but struggling to remember past the haze of the baker's mead from the night before. Mary raises her eyebrow at your desperation, "Yes, I'm aware. And you know who's daughter that was?" she smirks, but you see a fire burn behind those piercing green eyes of hers. "Not the baker's, you tw at," she removes her coat, tossing it on the table. "It was the damn Governor's daughter, you idiot!" You exhale sharply, praying to God that you didn't expose your entire crew to danger. "I-I didn't know- she said-" "And you believed her?" Mary laughs, standing again, "I wish I'd gotten a better look at her," she takes a swig of her goblet at the table, "Must have had tits of an angel to get your guard down so easy." You squirm uncomfortably, feeling your arms begin to lose circulation. "Ma'am, please- I'll do anything. I'd never make fools of our crew, I'd lay my life down for the Devil's Comp anion!" you exclaim. Mary stands facing away from you as she unhooks her belt from her hip, laying her weapons out on the table, "Keep going sailor, I like it when you beg," she looks back and winks at you, and your trousers begin to feel tight. "Ma'am-" you begin, voice raspy with thirst, aching after your long night. You hear the clink of glass and moments later, she returns to your chair, holding a glass to your lips. "Drink, sailor." she says quietly. "And call me Captain." You sputter as she pours the water into your mouth, "B-but you're not-" she yanks the glass from your lips, and grasps your hair roughly, pulling your head back to whisper in your ear... "I am your life line here, Sailor-" she straddles your chair with her legs, her breasts hanging in line with your mouth. "And you should be grateful the captain let me handle your punishment." she suddenly grabs your crotch firmly, and the breath leaves your lungs. "I get an hour to do with you as I please." She pulls back, crossing the room once again. "And I've decided..." she twists around the beam once more, "You need a little reminder about where your loyalty lies." You gulp, feeling guilty, nervous & excited all at once. "It's with you & the crew, Ma'-Captain." Mary smiles as she straddles your chair again, looking down at you lovingly. "That's right..." she says sweetly, stroking the hair on your head lightly, drawing her finger down the side of your face, under your chin. She leans down, nearly touching your lips with her own, "And that's why you get to sit and watch me, right in that chair. And if you're a good boy, I'll untie you." Part II: https://onlyfans.com/442498970/marysuexoxo 🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸 Hope you enjoyed the first part of this little pirate story!! I've enjoyed writing it, hehe. The next part will come in a few days~ xoxo, Mary