Chapter 4
Pirates of the Damned Jewel
The city of Mortand is a modest, well-populated city built predominantly of timber and defended by a standing army. It is well known for its lavish mausoleum. Most of its revenue comes from warfare with the surrounding nomadic tribes, and from piracy.
It was to this place that I was brought by Dalisdiar's henchman, the vampire and his red gem golem. Of course, I had been to Mortand before, on one of my many adventures, but then I had been a masculine barbarian hero and warrior; now I was a female slave.
A catman called Diars held my leash. He and his fellows were returning to their ship from a trip ashore. They had purchased me and now returned to show their acquisition to the captain.
Worn down and exhausted in both body and soul, I offered little resistance. In my former form, I would have killed them all, and even now I wished for the chance to do them harm. But I was tired and beaten, and my hands were bound. A leash was fastened tight around my neck, and a thick gag was stuffed in my mouth to stop my curses and imprecations - which the vampire had feared would hurt my price, and which gave him a headache.
I knew that I was a good acquisition. I was tall and muscular, with a head of long black hair tumbling over my shoulders. I had full pert breasts that stood proudly from my chest, wide hips, lean legs, and a hairless mound. I was sure to fetch a good price in any slave auction at any of the markets across the Circle Seas.
It is rather peculiar now that I think of myself in this way - as an object of value. Just one of many things that have changed since I was enchanted and changed to my new bodily form.
I was being led over the gangplank, and then I stopped, shaking my head. I began moaning and cursing through my gag, determined that they would not take me away so easily.
The white-haired catman, called Ferungr by his mates, pulled forth a short whip and struck me across the back, forcing a cry of pain from my lips. As I was continued up the gangplank, I saw the name painted on the ship's side: The Damned Jewel.
And thus I was taken as a slave aboard the most infamous pirate ship in the Circle Seas.
I was taken to meet the leader of this dread ship, Captain Horus.
The infamous man had hooded, black eyes that gleamed hypnotically in the dim light of his luxurious cabin. He had an elegant nose and a small mouth, and long, straight, gold hair which was feathered to the side and reminded me of a pair of wings. His form was regal, and the way he lay at ease on a pile of silk cushions, I found it easy to compare him to a playful kitten. He held in his right hand the Hellish Thundering Trident, a magical weapon of great potency. His left hand rested on the head of a petite gray-furred catgirl who sat at his feet. She had slanted purple eyes, red-streaked tufts on her ears and straight, bushy tail. She purred contentedly as he rubbed behind one pointed ear, and glared at me angrily, as if I were an intruder.
Captain Horus dismissed the crew that brought me. Then he rose to his feet, abandoning his catgirl to step closer to me. He grabbed my bound body in his arms, staring deeply into my eyes with his black eyes. "You look beautiful in rope," he said, unblinking.
I felt that peculiar heat I had felt before in the arms of another man. But that man had rescued me from distress, while this man held me as a captive and purchased slave!
Nevertheless, I could not deny as I stared into his dark eyes, that being held bound and naked before him was arousing me.
He knew it to.
"Come with me," he said, wrapping one arm around my back and leading me further into his quarters.
His free hand reached down between my legs to cup my bare pussy and I almost dropped to my knees, moaning softly with desire. When my knees buckled, he directed me to lay face down on his bed.
"Are you all right?" he asked.
I nodded, breathing heavily through the thick gag.
He spread my feet wide, and tied them to separate corners of his bed. I squirmed as best I was able and glanced over my shoulder at him. I wiggled my ass to attract his attention while mumbling hopefully into the gag.
He noticed my glance and shook his head. "No, you are far too low a bitch for me to soil myself."
I dropped my head, feeling my heart fall that he should dislike me. I buried my head into a pillow and began to cry.
He smacked my bare ass, making me cry out in pain and surprise. "But even a dirty slut like you is good enough for the crew." He slapped my ass again.
I sobbed in mingled pain and sorrow.
"If you please them, maybe I'll try you out for myself," he added. He gave my ass another ringing slap, then departed.
Slowly, I regained my composure - what composure I could have while laying naked and bound with my ass in the air upon a pirate king's bed. If I pleased the catmen, he said, perhaps he'd fuck me then. I snuffled, then resolved that I would pleasure them like nobody ever had. Anything for the attention, and protection, of Captain Horus.
Time passed, then eight catmen stalked in.
The first of them was Ferungr, with narrow, purple eyes. He was of medium height, and slender build. He had short, white hair with black bangs. His fur was white with black stripes on his face amd his ears were close-set. He wore an oddly-colored shirt with swirls and streaks, as if it had been spun around while being dyed.
The second catman was Diars. He was angular, and had brown fur with medium-length, straight brown hair worn in a formal style. His ears were alert and wide-set and his eyes were narrow and yellow> he was constantly looking about, as if he were expecting something.
After him was Gehan, a catman wearing a tight leotard that revealed much of his muscled body. He had large, green eyes and his fur was dark, with white on the end of his tail. And he had rounded, wide-set ears.
The fifth catman was Quaterby. He had hooded, orange eyes that glinted with casual cruelty. He had waist-length, straight, black hair worn in an attractive style. His fur was brown, with black streaks on his ears and tail. He had a thin boyish build. His tail was thin and straight. He wore an elaborate gothic-styled outfit in black. He moved silently, almost like he was a ghost.
The sixth catman had wide, yellow eyes, by the name of Noussk. His gray hair was worn in an impractacal style; neck-length and curly. His fur was brown, with black stripes on his ears and tail. He was wide-chested and his ears were perky, rounded and wide-set. His tail started thick, and tapered to a smaller point and carried straight. He wore a large brimmed hat and only wore a thin leather warp around his crotch.
Second to last was Mottan. This vain catman had large, red eyes. His shoulder-length, straight, blue hair was worn in a complex style. He had blue fur with red spots on his ears and tail. He had a thin build and his ears were a bit floppy and wide-set. His outfit was best described as skimpy straps of black leather. Distractability was his core trait.
The catman was Garz, and had half-closed, gray eyes. His orange hair was shoulder-length and curly, worn in a wild style. His fur was orange, striped with black. He also had a thin build. His ears were tufted with white and wide-set. I had the feeling like he was aggressive and ready to pounce at any moment.
They gathered around the bed, staring down at me; I looked up at them and glanced around, smiling nervously, hoping they would like me.
The cruel-eyed catman, Quaterby, shook his head. "I don't like 'em like this: I wish he wouldn't enchant them into placidity; breaking them is all the fun of it!"
Suddenly, all the calm feelings of safety and protection, vanished. I had been enchanted?!! I screamed into my gag, struggling against my bonds, pleading and cursing at the catmen whom I knew were about to do to me everything they wanted.
Quaterby grinned, pleased. "Well, now! That's more like it!" He jumped on the bed and straddled me, despite my desperate struggles.
I screamed as he pressed his cock against the back of my thigh. He slapped my ass several times, relishing my gagged cries. "Best way to loosen 'em up!" he said with a laugh.
Continued in Chapter 5
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