The Gym Rat

Preface

Gisele had been writing an erotic romance novel about a princess traveling on a sailing ship to the new world back in the heyday of the privateers. Her ship had been set upon and captured by pirates. The princess had hidden but found and manhandled with her dress torn in several places by the crew. When the captain stopped them and claimed her for himself, his eyes showed that the lust in his eyes. He loved her figure even in her torn dress and the princess knew her virginity and entire body was in peril.

Gissele was imagining herself as the captured princess as she wrote the book. But she was stuck on where to go next in the book, a tame romance or an erotic romance. Would the pirate captain fall in love with her or fall in lust with her. Would he be a gentleman or a lusty sex fiend that teased and tormented her until he took her virginity and showed her the kind of passion she had never dreamed of.

She lay on her bed thinking about the options but her exhaustion over took her and she fell asleep. In her dreams her mind began giving her the answers she craved.

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The captain captured her as part of the ship’s treasure and kept her tied up in his cabin as his personal prisoner. He freely fondled her whenever he wanted, but at least he allowed her some modicum of decency and kept her clothed. She fought him, cursed him and hated how he looked at her, but he made it clear that her petulance would result in punishment.

Despite her privileged upbringing, Gisele had many nightmares about being captured by a rogue and forced to exhibit herself and be taken in front of the crew. In her dreams she felt her body tremble as the rogue captain’s eyes and hands roamed over her scintillating form coaxing passion from her body. No one had ever touched her like this and her pure body reacted in ways she hadn’t known. The captain titillated her until she begged him to take her and let her feel the climax she always heard about from her maids.

This was not Gisele’s first dream about the captain and the princess but usually, in her dreams she would wake before he took her, leaving her frustrated and unfulfilled She desperately wanted a dominate man to show her the power of desire and satisfaction, but only the man of her choosing. This dream was not pure romance but wild lust, sexual dominance and demanded her submission to his lust.

Because of her beauty Gisele had always been sought after by men everywhere. So, she wasn’t surprised the pirate captain desired her as his personal sex slave. However, she was still a virgin and despite her longing and desires, she had never given herself to any man. Gisele was strong-willed, passionate and full of longing and desire. She wanted to be loved and taken by the man she loved but was committed that a pirate would not be that man.

At the same time every time he caressed her, she trembled at his touches. He was rough, dominant and ruggedly handsome. Something about him or maybe his treatment of her excited her like no one ever had. He treated her with respect yet demanded access to her body anytime he wanted. The thought of him taking her virginity was revolting, but at the same time exciting, thrilling, with a deep longing. He had not fucked her, but she knew it was only a matter of time. Deep inside she trembled with passionate fury and longed to finally feel a man inside her.

There was something about being treated like a sexy slave that sent erotic shivers through her body. The thoughts of his touches inflamed her form and muddled her mind with thoughts that shouldn’t be. Still, she fought him when he touched her. She knew he would punish her for her petulant rebellion. What her punishment would be, she had no idea, but she was afraid he was going to give her to the crew. When he came in with a skimpy outfit for her to wear, she knew that it wasn’t for him, instead she would be some kind of entertainment for the crew.

When Gisele donned the outfit, she wore a skintight, cropped peasant blouse, that was too small for her bountiful breasts and a knee length peasant skirt. The blouses design displayed her breasts magnificently and yet, left her sexy belly bare. Her exquisite hourglass figure was the delectable epitome of bewitching and ravishing femininity. The whole design provided an exquisitely gorgeous spectacle of the cock-hardening body that was about to be displayed to the crew.

Gisele was shaking with dread and excitement. She felt and looked extraordinarily sexy in the skintight blouse that barely covered and yet greatly enhanced her stunning body. Her barely covered form that the pirate Captain had created would soon be on display in front of the crew. She assumed he would soon strip her naked for everyone to see and despite the absolute horror at being stripped in front of the crew, she felt thrilling passion at being exhibited. She wasn’t supposed to feel these kinds of feelings and her mind was muddled. Somehow, she wanted them to look at her and she wanted to excite them, but she was horrified that any of them might touch her.

This time everything was under control of the captain, and she had no idea what his punishment would be. She knew her nude body would excite the crew and draw a crowd. The thought of being given to the crew terrified her, but her sexual core shivered at being the captains sex slave.

The captain helped Gisele onto the deck and up onto the platform ready for her display. As he walked her onto the deck the crew crowded around shouting and whistling. All their hungry stares and shouts made her tremble inside, both from fear and apprehension. The crew’s lurid scrutiny left no doubt that she would be devoured if the captain gave her to the crew.

It’s then that she saw his binding additions. She gasped, as the butterflies in her belly suddenly turned into a raging inferno of desire. Gisele knew by the end of the spectacle she would be stripped completely naked, in front of the crowd. Inside her quaking belly she wondered if he would show the crew that she belonged to him or give her to the crew. She wondered if this would be her deflowering and the crew would see her in the midst of orgasmic rapture.

As he lifted Gisele up to the platform around the mast, he felt her trembling. Was it excitement or fear, he didn’t know or care. He grabbed her hands and pulled her arms over her head and behind the mast, tying them together with harsh hemp rope. Then he reached up, hooking her tied hands high up on a hook on the back of the mast, forcing her onto her toes.

This had multiple effects, first it pulled her up on her toes giving her legs a beautiful defined shape and stretched her flat belly taut shrinking her tiny waist even more. In addition, it thrust her chest out bringing her world-class breasts into prominence. In her bound state the tiny blouse was pulled up revealing some of the bottom of her breasts. Her breasts strained against the blouse defining their stunning shape, with the buttons gaping trying to contain her gorgeous bounty. Once her clothes were stripped, they would be jutting out for everyone’s ogling pleasure.

The captain looked at her with lustful pride. Whether she understood or not, she was going to put on a great show for the crew. If he read this beauty right, she would get just as excited as his crew. Her haughty arrogance covered her submissiveness, but nothing hid her exhibitionism. Everything about her told him that she loved being the center of attention and having every male eye lusting after her. If his plans came true, she would beg to be his by the end of the night.

He ran his hands caressingly over her scantly concealed curves teasing her belly and nipples. She sucked in a deep breath and threw her head back against the mast giving a deep throaty moan. He nibbled her neck and whispered in her ear, “You are tonight’s entertainment for the crew, but at the end of the night you will beg to give yourself to me.”

Gisele trembled at his words and took a deep shuddering breath. He had tapped into some of her darkest fantasies. As she stood stretched against the mast, she didn’t have to imagine the lustful looks the crew gave her, because they were already there in front of her. The crew was gathering and she already felt naked in front of them. She had always loved teasing the men that courted her and it always made her nipples ache and pussy slick. Now she was being shown to a lustful crew and she could not get away. Her whole body burned with both lust from their looks and fear of what the future may hold.

She turned her head to look at her captor and he seemed to know her innermost thoughts. He was rough-looking, masculine and incredibly handsome, but his demanding stare left no doubt of who was in charge. For the first time in her life, she felt erotically submissive to this dominate man. As he stared into her eyes, a red-hot heat tore through her bound form. From her trembling knees to her, quaking womb and achingly hard nipples, her body seemed to wanted this.

The captain pinched her nipple, ran his hand down her vibrating belly and then he jumped down to the deck ready to begin the day. He grabbed several whips that were already prepared and tested their response. He glanced up at Gisele and saw her smoky eyes waiting for his punishment. Her breaths were quick and deep, forcing her breasts to strain the skin-tight blouse. He smiled as her hips and bare stomach weaved an enticing and erotic dance.

He began to firmly caress her naked parts with lashes from the cat of nine tails. His lashes were more like a firm caress. As he lashed across her taut stomach he softly asked, “Do you feel the crew watching me caress your belly?”

Gisele moaned throatily.

“How about your breasts?” He said with a lash. “Your nipples?”

Gisele whimpered breathlessly before she asked, “Oh God what are you going to do to me?”

“Oh no my sweet, you can’t know until you are stripped naked and on display for everyone to see.” He said, as he lashed her belly and her pussy.

He switched whips and started to methodically strip the minimal covering over those astonishing breasts and turgid nipples. Gisele was thrusting her breasts out to get more of the lash and feel him stripping her in front of the growing crowd. The harsh caresses enflamed her nipples and the thought of her breasts being exposed to the crew had her body vibrating with erotic desire. Her stomach muscles were flexing, driving her hips to and fro in an exotic mating dance. Her face was a mask of growing longing.

She glanced at the crew and she could feel their eyes stripping her. They were waiting to see her naked and on display. All those eyes were like caresses that combined with the lash to enflame her skin and sent lightning bolts of desire through her body. She looked at the captain and with her eyes begging him to strip her and show her to the crew. She wanted to show the crew something they had never seen. She had kept her body in spectacular shape and knew none of these sailors had ever seen anything like her. The thought of all eyes raking her naked body left her pulsating erotically.

His first lash ripped the middle of the blouse open, exposing the insides of her breasts. The next two lashes cut away the outsides of the blouse, leaving only strips of the blouse covering her nipples. He kept the suspense and ripped a couple of tears in the skirt. The crew were crowding closer, watching Gisele and following every move. With each lash he saw Gisele quiver and her muscles clench in her belly.

Gisele’s face was a mask of erotic anguish as she moaned softly, “Oh God, please show them all I am, show them that you own this slave’s body. OOhh ... Oohh GOD ... OOhh PLEEEEASE.”

The captain waited long enough and the next lash cut away the right side of the blouse still covering her nipple and then followed with a lash that cut away the left side. Her belly and breasts were covered with faint red lash marks and that only added to the titillating illusion. Gisele was gasping for breath causing her breasts to shake and wobble erotically. Gisele was now topless and on complete display to the assembled throng.

Topless, stretched and bound sensuously to the mast with her body quivering excitedly, she was an incredibly gorgeous sight. She knew she was on full display and the captain saw a shudder running through her. Her nipples were hard as rocks as she thrust them towards the crowd. Gisele felt their eyes tweaking her nipples and she imagined all those tongues licking and nipping at her breasts. She looked at the captain and moaned seductively as she felt the crowd’s lust crawling over her skin. When he displayed her naked body to the crowd, he knew her exhibitionist side would push her to the edge of orgasm.

The captain admired the beauty bound to his will and said, “Your breasts look spectacular on display to everyone, and they can’t wait to nibble on you. Your nipples look like they are ready to burst and I can see you are breathing hard. Remember I command you and I can give you to the crowd. Oh, you will be a fantastic show.” He then gave her nipples a soft lash with the stripping whip leaving red marks touching her nipples.

Her body arched as she thrust her breasts out and belly clinched trying to hold back the ecstasy threatening to consume her. The exhibitionism, the whips and the crowd were all merging inside her womb, pushing her into a hysterical need to explode in orgasmic splendor. Gisele was franticly trying keep her climax in check.

She didn’t want them to know what this was doing to her. The whipping was not damaging her but instead was giving her sharp caresses that only titillated her even more. The look in the captain’s eyes said that he knew what the exposure and teasing was doing to her. Something inside her voiced her anxiety. He was going to tease her and the crew, but ultimately, he would take her anyway he wanted and she knew he wanted her.

He switched to the soft cat of nine tails and began to caress her nipples, breasts, belly and finally pussy with it. Gisele responded with shudders and tremors racing through her body. “Oh OOhhhh GOD ... PLEEEASE STOP.”

As he watched her body writhe against the mast, he knew she would panic if he stopped. She needed to be dominated and controlled, if only to find the passion bottled up inside her. He reached under her skirt and easily slid his fingers into her drenched womanly slot. Her hips tilted towards him in a plea for more. Her breath caught in her chest as her breasts and hips begged for more.

He toyed with her clit as his fingers played her like a violin. His teasing confirmed that her pleas to stop were only for show. She wanted to be exhibited and taken as the crew watched. “All the crew want a show and you, my slave, are it. After the show is over you will be mine.”

He saw Gisele’s body clinch and her face was etched with out-of-control ecstasy mixed with concentration, trying to keep her orgasm under control. He knew when she climaxed, it was going to be epic and she would be changed forever. It was time to show everyone how remarkable Gisele’s body is, how much she loves and how beautiful she looks in the throes of ecstasy.

He started by adding a finger to her trembling pussy and thrusting faster and deeper inside her. This almost pushed Gisele over the edge. She began writhing on the mast, twisting within the confines of her bondage. Her lithe, body began to show the strain of muscles on her arms and legs, but especially her stomach as it began to undulate. She was fighting a losing battle trying to postpone the orgasmic tsunami rippling inside her.

“OOHHH CAPTAIN ... PLEEEASE MASTER ... CAN’T STOP... PLEASE”

He had broken through as she called him master and he knew she was his. He backed away and began whipping the skirt off of her. He wanted to tease everyone, but he could tell Gisele couldn’t last much longer. Her face was a mask of pain trying to stop the epic orgasm threatening to break through her resolve.

His first lash opened the middle of the skirt, and with his second, it fell completely open except for the single thread holding the waistband. Then he whipped open the last thread holding the skirt closed, with a red slash pointing to her soaked pussy. Then as it fluttered away from her and pooled on the deck, he spanked her exposed clit with his hand.

She exploded into the epic orgasm he had predicted. Her body was now in full orgasmic display, with undulating breasts capped with pretentious nipples pointing to the sky. All the cords on her arms, legs and neck were exposed in relief against her skin and her stomach muscles locked showing a hard six pack. She was an unbelievable display of sensual womanhood culminating in explosive sexual rapture and she looked regal in her wild abandon. Her face, a mask of concentration only moments before, was now glowing in blissful release. Her banshee-like screams of ecstasy were heard by everyone.

“AAARRRGGGHH ... OOHHH MASTER ... M CCUUUMMMING ... AARRGGHH ... OH GOD ... CUMMMMING HARD ... OH GOD MASTER ... MMAASSTTEERR.”

The captain stared rapturously at his woman, and she was without a doubt the most gorgeous woman on the planet.

He became so enamored watching Gisele shatter on the mast he almost forgot his job as the showman ... almost. He switched to the cat of nine tails and began firmly whipping her breasts, nipples, belly and pussy. His intent was to keep Gisele climaxing and climaxing until he was satisfied with her performance. His fingers slid back in her soaked and spasming slot, thrusting rapidly to keep her in constant orgasm.

Her body began whipsawing from orgasm to orgasm. During a hard one, her stomach muscles would clench and knot trying to pull her hips and pussy forward driving his unforgiving fingers deep into her pussy. This also had the effect of pushing his fingers hard against her clit forcing her into an explosive orgasm and forcing her to arch away from mast towards his fingers. With her back arched and her head pressed against the mast, his fingers were pressed hard against her g-spot, forcing her into another stomach cramping orgasm.

This whipsaw motion had her glorious breasts doing the most stunning dance on her chest and their fluid dance was ecstasy in motion with her hard-puckered nipples setting the tempo. Her screams of ecstasy died as she ran out of breath, but her mouth was open in a silent scream. Meanwhile, every muscle and cord in her body was distended in a shared ecstasy as she strained against her bonds with the repeated rapture pummeling her body. Her body was beginning to glisten with sweat as she continued to climax.

He walked over to her and began to drink in the heady orgasmic juices that her pussy had been producing for the last half an hour. Since her pussy was high in the air, he barely had to bend to suck her clit in his mouth. As his mouth began to make love to her pussy and clit, her ecstasy went to a whole level and she screamed only one word, “MMAASSTTTEERR ... MAAAASTER ... MA MMAAAASSTER ... MMAASSTTER.”

She never even came down from the first climax and when he started caressing her with the soft whip and immediately, she blasted into sub-space. Gisele was riding a series of tsunami crests with each one getting higher and higher. Her heart and mind were lost in a sea of sensations and her new master had taught her true bliss. Then her master began sucking on her clit and any remaining sanity left her as her orgasm went to a whole new level.

Her whole body became rigid and unmoving, continuous in orgasm as her mouth hung open in a silent breathless scream. Her whole body was quivering and shaking with the ecstasy rippling through her. As he continued to drink in her juices and suck on her clit, her full body orgasms switched to hard gut-wrenching spasms. The captain could tell Gisele was ready to collapse, she had enough.

He undid her shackles on her legs, climbed up on the platform, unhooked and untied her arms. He cradled her spasming, quivering and shaking body in his arms as he pulled her away from the mast. With Gisele in his arms, he jumped down off of the platform and he felt her lips kissing his neck then heard her whisper. “I need you Master I need you in me.”

As he dropped his pants and sat on the deck below the gunnels, he lifted her above his cock and seated the head of his cock firmly in her quivering, grasping pussy lips.

*****

Suddenly Gisele sat up bolt right in her bed, drenched in erotic perspiration. Her dream was still vivid in her mind and she still felt his touches on her body. Her fingers were already between her legs trying to reach the pinnacle that her dream had promised. She rubbed her clit hard trying to achieve the climax that she desperately needed, she reached over and pulled a dildo out of her nightstand and shoved it deep inside her hungry pussy, but the orgasm was already gone.

The captain’s image was firmly embedded in her mind because this was the fourth erotic dream and he was always the man that took her. In one dream she was a captured spy and he erotically teased her until she gave up handlers. In another dream she was a slave girl that he saved and made her his.

The fourth dream was a recurring dream. In this one she was a sacrificial virgin that was saved by this mystery man. None of these dreams, except the virgin sacrifice, could even remotely come true. While her maiden head was gone, due to the dildo’s, she still was a virgin and no man had ever come close to making love to her. It was always the same man that saved her and loved her in the end.

The frustrating part of these dreams was that she always woke up before she and her lover made love to her. She had never felt him make love to her in her dreams and yet she knew she loved him. Somehow this man had invaded her subconscious and she was already in love with him, even though she had never met him.

She snuggled into her pillow and started crying tears of anguish, frustration and sadness. She so desperately wanted to find someone that could truly love her. She had lots of men that wanted to sleep with her but none that seemed to love her. Her erotic and impassioned dreams had only made things worse.

She would wake up each morning filled with a desperate erotic need. As she tried to get ready for work nothing seemed to calm the trembling desire that filled her. So, each morning and night she would run to the gym to try and exercise out the quivering desires that seem to invade all of her thoughts.

All of these exercises left her body toned, sexy and extremely desirable. Every day at the gym and every day at work she had at least one or two propositions. Unfortunately, none were her dream lover or anyone even close. She had tried to write all of these dreams down and include them in an erotic romance that she was writing, but it didn’t help.

She was sexually and romantically frustrated. She wanted to save herself for her dream lover and not to give up her virginity, but every day the unquenched desire only got worse. Her grandmother had given her an amulet that she claimed would protect her. Now she wondered if it would protect her against her erotic dreams or bring her dream lover to her.

Gisele held the amulet between both hands and prayed, “Is this dream something you’re trying to tell me. Lord, if this is a dream, only you know if it is a dream, I am worthy of. I would be dead if not for you and now I would want to be dead if you weren’t in my life. My Lord please let me understand the meaning of your dreams. If I am to meet someone special, then please bring them to my life. If that is not the case, please help me interpret my dreams. The passionate frustration is making me crazy, so please help me understand the meaning of these dreams and healthy fulfill whatever destiny you have a waiting me.”