And Another Dose for the Lady

"You know," I muse from where I'm lying amid a carpet of insensate, cum-stuffed pirate wenches, "I can see why you normally use pleasure instead of pain to keep your captives in line." Both Jackie and the Doctor moan weakly in reply, the former because she's bouncing in my lap with my cock up her ass - again - and the latter because she's clearly **** to do the same. "I mean, normally any man or woman would be happy to choose surrender over **** when you hand out rewards like this for good behaviour," I continue, before slapping Jackie's ass loudly. "Now off, slut - it's time I took my slut off to get the punishment she deserves." She tries to resist, but there's too little fight left in her to stop me from pushing her up off my softening-but-not-shrinking cock - no mean feat, given what the bound blonde buttslut currently drooling over it has accidentally done to it - and over to one side, where she 'coincidentally' lands atop one of her crew in a perfect sixty-nine position.

I stand up and walk over to the Doctor as a two more voices join the chorus of moans and other wet sounds coming from the crew, watching her eyes track every twitch and throb of my dick as I do so. "Come on," I tell her, "let's go before they decide to keep me on as the ship's communal dildo or something." She nods before biting her lip and, with a casual jerk of each arm, snapping the tops off of the poles she's tied to. "Sorry about not stepping in to help," she smiles, eyes still glittering with lust, "but you seemed to have it well in hand." Now that she can actually reach her wrists, it doesn't take her long to untie herself and drop the roped-up lumps of wood to the floor. Her legs are steady now that she's doing more than just hanging from her bonds and cumming, but she's still dripping wet as we walk back through the underbrush, leaving a trail of pussy juice behind us and a glistening coating on the insides of her thick, muscular thighs.

"Seriously," I ask as the ship - and, more importantly, a boat to get to it - becomes visible through the trees, "how the hell are your legs so buff when you've got such a phat-" I give her a harsh slap on each asscheek for emphasis and watch them jiggle as she sighs happily. "-fucking ass, you horny bitch?" She grins and puts an extra shimmy into her gait, keeping the spank-induced wobble going as she walks. "Good genes," she replies teasingly, "and lots of running." That earns her another slap that quickly turns into a rough squeeze, then another - and another, as my hand swaps back and forth for the rest of the walk. The women left behind to guard the boats are surprised when we emerge from the treeline on our own, but one look at my cock, slathered as it is in various fluids, and the Doctor's... well, everything, leads them to rush towards the alien camp on the correct assumption that they're being left out of the post-victory festivities.

The row back out to the ship is short on account of the pattern of the local sandbars leaving a nice deep channel near to shore for it, and I make sure to send the Doctor up onto the deck first so I can get a good eyeful of dat ass. "I'm glad we did this with Rackham and Bonny's crew instead of any of the other pirates," I 'admit' as the TARDIS's doors swing open for us, "they're about the only people around here I wouldn't feel bad about leaving in possession of alien weaponry and body-altering ****." The Doctor looks back over her shoulder and raises an eyebrow in a 'do tell' sort of expression as she braces her hands against the central console, before I shake my head and motion for her to go and stand by the armchair. The juices, spit and cum coating my cock vanished as I crossed the threshold, which makes putting on the fresh pair of pants waiting for me over the back of the chair nice and quick - much to the Doctor's disappointment.

I drop into the chair and look up at her. "I'll explain while you're getting your punishment," I tell her, "you know what to do." She grins cheekily and lies across my lap, hips wiggling and ass jiggling. "I know that being over my knee like this normally makes you so horny you cum with every spank," I tell her, "but if you can tell me what I said at the end, then I'll give you a reward." Her mouth opens, probably to ask me what I mean, but nothing comes out except a low moan as my first blow hits her ass with a loud CLAP. CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP. Blows rain down on her ass steadily, my hand alternating between cheeks just frequently enough that she never fully finishes one orgasm before the next one starts. "So, I may have told a little white lie when Bonny and Read were asking me what those plants the aliens were farming did," I once again 'admit' without an ounce of guilt in my voice. "H-How," the Doctor asks, trying to focus on my voice even as she shivers her way through her chain of climaxes.

"Well," I reply, "I made sure to tell them all about the health benefits - and the recreational uses, obviously - and I did warn them about the aphrodisiac fumes. I left out the part where consuming them in any form normally leads to women developing a busty, big-booty hourglass figure, though." The Doctor looks scandalised for an instant, even her body rocks forwards with the **** of each spank and her expression slowly melts back into one of pleasure. "Don't give me that," I chide her, "you're just jealous you didn't get to take any. Frankly..." I pause for a moment to rub each blushing globe of fat and muscle, before starting my **** all over again. "...it probably wouldn't do you any good, since the results normally top out at a form less ass-tastic than yours." She groans happily in agreement, legs twitching feebly. "Besides," I continue, "their piracy is normally just a means to facilitate as much scandalous shipborne debauchery as they can get up to - and you can't deny that that's a noble cause, can you?"

I continue spanking her in silence - well, my silence, at least - for what could be a few minutes or a few hours. After a while, the CLAP of hand on ass and her ragged, throaty moaning begins to blend together; there's no way to tell how long it lasts, since the TARDIS control room, ironically, lacks any easily-visible clocks and the Doctor's not in any fit state to tell me. She trails off into ragged, hoarse panting as my blows slow and then stop entirely, unable to bring herself to raise her head as I begin massaging her bright red asscheeks gently. "Now," I ask her teasingly, "are you ready to earn your reward?" I'm impressed, but hardly surprised, that she's able to repeat my earlier words back to me verbatim, with only the occasional pause to whimper whenever my fingertips brush over a particularly sensitive spot. "Great," I smile, "now, I seem to recall that a good reward for a shameless, greedy, exhibitionist buttslut like you is normally a nice long session of finger-fucking your naughty asshole."

She moans happily and wiggles in my lap as my hand slips between her cheeks, the noise echoing around the console room as her hot, slick hole swallows up my fingers and I begin to give her what she clearly craves. Just like when I fucked her silly after our trip to Salacia, it's unnaturally snug around me as I slip my middle finger inside of her. Her tight little rosebud gives way almost immediately, practically sucking the digit in, but past that the inside of her asshole clenches down on me with such **** that I need to put my whole arm into dragging it out again. It comes free covered in a thin layer of fluid that smells faintly of honey and cinnamon. "Tell me," I ask her, reaching around to pop the dripping digit into her mouth for a few seconds before pulling it out with a wet pop, "was your body always this ready to be filled, or did it only get this way after those slimes knocked your slutty ass up?"

"I- uuuuuunnnnhh..." Her first attempt to answer trails off into a long, low groan of relief as my finger slips back into her and I start working it in and out of her, seemingly happy to let me keep moving as long as I don't try to get all of the way out. "It must be the hah honey in my ooh treatments," she forces her tone to stay chipper and unaffected by my actions, "r-reacting with the- Nngh! Reacting with the hah slime t-to produce a mmmm mutagen that... that... hah... hah... oh, fuck..." I slip another finger into her, her sphincter welcoming it just as eagerly and easily as the first one. "Fuck," she whimpers, trying to haul her train of thought away from just luxuriating in the pleasure and back onto her original point, "f-fuck... P-Producing a mutagen that hah f-**** the development nngh of lubricant producing g-glands t-too prepare me f-for future hah use as a- Mmmm! Use as an incubator..."

"Really," I say, a heavy layer of faux-fascination in my tone, "and what does that make you?" She makes a small noise of confusion, quickly trailing off into another moan as my ring finger slides inside her asshole, now stretched around my digits to the point that it looks more like its resting state would be a smooth slit than a more regular pucker. I wonder if I can convince her to make it look that way on her own initiative, I wonder idly, feeling the firm clench of her innards around me. "Well, you know," I reply to her 'question', "how do you describe a woman with an asshole that's always lubed up, so sensitive that just having one finger in it nearly makes her squirt like a firehose, so tight she could crush a cinderblock to powder in it and yet so yielding-" I spread my fingers apart for emphasis, feeling her shiver as she gets stretch near-effortlessly. "-that she could fit her entire arm up it without tearing anything? No regular woman has an asshole that fuckable. Only a real anal freak would even come close. So..." I lean down and mumur the question again, right into her ear. "...what does that make you?"

She gasps and pants as she squirms in my lap, a heavy blush growing on her face and her eyes becoming glassy as I lazily pump her ass. I'm not even doing anything special - no shifting my fingers around, no change in pace, no other squeezing or stroking with my free hand - just one hand pushing three fingers into her asshole and the other resting on her lower back for leverage, but that seems to be enough for her as she moans and sighs her way ever so slowly towards an orgasm. I wait patiently for her answer, the small hitches of breath and errant scraps of noise she makes letting me know that she is trying to muster up an answer, just failing to find one that doesn't humiliate her. I keep myself entertained in the meantime by admiring the blank canvas of her body and populating it with imaginary tattoos.

I'm just trying to decide whether 'John's Toy' should stretch across her lightly-muscled shoulder blades or follow the upper curves of her thick, meaty asscheeks - having already plotted out an elaborate scene of pure anal debauchery between bubble-butt blonde angels and fat-dicked devils to cover the rest of her back - when she finally reaches orgasm. It's a surprisingly subdued thing, but beyond the shuddering and writhing as her asshole clamps down on my fingers and her legs twitch spasmodically for a moment, the real highlight is the sudden loosening of her tongue. "O-OH!" She blurts out the cry before she can stop herself, and suddenly the words she tried to bottle up come tumbling out. "FUCK! AH! I- I give up! I'm a b-buttslu-" She cuts herself off but, rather than trying to backpedal in embarrassment, her tone suddenly grows more confident as she flexes her asscheeks around my hand, squeezing me with the outside of her body as well as the inside. "No, I'm a phat-assed anal freak," she cries in a delighted voice, "I'm a phat-assed, horny bitch and my asshole's always wet and ready because I just couldn't resist getting my bum stuffed with sexy slimegirls!"

Judging by the way she looks back over her shoulder at me, eyes glittering with lust and pearly teeth bared in a wicked grin, she's as happy as I am with her answer.

Author's Note: A HUGE 'thank you' goes out to Lawless, who has been invaluable with feeding me concepts and helping me workshop them into many of the events seen so far - particularly the Cybersluts and Wakefield Manor's continued presence in the setting, but especially this entire pirate adventure.