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 Red Satin Bag part 2

   The afternoon Taxi service was done Hubby was watching the game and I
had a few minutes to reflect and maybe plan.  A nice hot soaking bubble
bath and a few minutes to think of what I had in my/our wardrobe came in
handy.  I slipped out of the tub and wrapped in a towel I began my quest
for the right costumes.  In the Halloween trunk I found what I was after. A
pair of billowing pants and a muslin shirt topped with a fake leather vest
for the hubby.  I dug out a pair of high top boots and a Gold sash for a
belt.  I left it in a neat pile beside his dressing chair next to the
shower.

   I went to my dressing table and before my mirror, I transformed myself
into a sweet young captive.  A wispy white peasant blouse which I tore ever
so carefully at the shoulder and a large colorful scarf wrapped at the
waist as a long flowing skirt.  My hair was brushed out and a careful
application of makeup as well as a quick toss of a scarf over the bedside
light to give us the right mood lighting.  To finish the look I put on
white thigh high leggings with little bows at the top and a pair of lace up
ankle boots.  I added the finishing touch of a black satin and ivory cameo
choker.

   My dashing Moor capture entered the room.  He stood framed in the
doorway and told me to come to him.  I again pleaded for my virtue and
reminded him my Uncle the Baron would pay handsomely for me if I remained
unspoiled.  He just laughed and grasped the front of my peasant blouse and
tore it to my waist.  My breasts were on display for this course pirate. 
He held me by my hair at arms length and mauled my soft unprotected
breasts. I could feel my nipples stiffen and respond to his rough
treatment.

   He walked to the bed hauling me along by my hair.  I whimpered and
pleaded but he paid no attention.  He cast me to the top of the bed and
rolled my on my face.  I sensed him removing his Golden sash.  I continued
to struggle as he pulled my flimsy wrap skirt from my body.  I again
pleaded for my virtue and he told me wench I will use you as I wish and if
you don't stop whining I will give you to my crew fro there pleasure.  A
large hand held me firmly to the bed as the other caressed my naked ass. 
His hand slid down between my legs and found my womanhood.  I made a last
attempt to shield myself.  This brought a swift harsh swat to my ass.

   The hulking Corsair grasped my struggling left wrist and brought it
behind me quickly the right one followed.  His sash belt made short work of
my wrists as he bound them tightly.  He pulled me to my feet and then
pushed me to the floor on my knees.  There a knelt.  As a slave girl would,
not as a duchess.  I was Nude, except for leggings, shoes, and my Cameo at
my throat.  My capture's pants had been cast aside and his swollen prick
bobbed menacingly in my face.  He rolled my head back and forced his cock
in my mouth.  I couldn't help myself.  I was being ravished.  I felt my
pussy ever so lightly brushing the floor beneath me.  As his shaft was
forced deeper down my throat I rocked to match his rhythm.  An intense
orgasm racked my bound body.  The corsair pulled his cock from my mouth and
pulled me to my feet.  You are my slut now you rich English whore he
whispered to me.

   I was toppled to the bed my wrists still trapped behind my back.  My
knees were pulled to the edge and forced open.  My Morrish pirate captain
entered me in one hard thrust.  He reached up and put his hand at my
throat. My back arched from the pressure being bent over my bound wrists
and arms.  He was grunting and panting and slamming his cock in me at a
demanding pace.  I couldn't help it.  My body responded again.  A second
orgasm was followed rapidly by a third.  As my pussy was still quacking in
pleasure he pulled out and stood between my legs.  I felt the hot splash of
cum on my tummy and breasts.  I orgasmed again.

   My tender husband carefully undid my wrists and helped me to the
bathroom.  We took a quick shower together and picked up the room.  We
cuddled and started drifting off to sleep.  As I lay there half waking and
half dreaming I wondered what my Red satin Bag had in store for me the next
day.