"I want you to suck my dick"

"I want you to suck my dick," he answers with a devilish grin. "If you do a good job, I promise I won't take your life too."

The color rushes out of Captain Blood's face but she doesn't let any expression cross her face. She is silent, as is the rest of the crew. You look away awkwardly. She is clearly trying to maintain her dignity and composure, but it doesn't seem like she has a choice.

"On your knees bitch," Caesar says as he saunters over to Captain Blood and unties his trousers. She remains absolutely still for another few moments before her shoulders seem to slightly slump in defeat and she slowly lowers herself to her knees. Caesar cackles to himself as he grips his shaft with one hand and shakes his dick in front of her face. "Open up wide Cap'n, and make sure it lives up to my expectations...I've been dreamin' about fucking your pretty mouth for a long time and I don't think you want to see what'll happen if I don't enjoy myself."

Captain Blood's face seemed to waver from resignation to disgust, but she put pushes back her scarlet red hair out of the way and places her mouth to the head of Caesar's semi-erect dick. She began to slowly bob her head up and down, working his penis with her wet mouth. Caesar suddenly thrust as far as he could. Her face scrunched up and her eyes bulged. She squealed at the intrusion but couldn't get the sound out and began to gag and splutter.

She tried to grab his cock with her hands, but he pushed them away. He grabbed the back of her head and began ramming it back and forth over his cock.

He continued shoving his cock in her mouth repeatedly before pulling her head as far as she could go, her face buried in his pubes, his balls squashed against her chin. It didn't take long before she started to gag again and little bits of spit escaped through her mouth. Her neck convulsed slightly and so did her stomach. At that, Caesar pushed her off his cock and let her get some air.