He has no right to say that! (virgin )

"I do not like you speaking like that," you say. "I am soon to be a Lady, and my body is for my future husband."

"I do not think you understand the situation," Captain Fox says. "I could decide that you are worth more pleasuring me, than as ransom. Who is to say you are even telling the truth? You could have already been deflowered. Or even worse, you could be lying about who you are."

You are outraged at his words, and about to retort when he says, "let's check and see if you are telling the truth."

He pushes you to his bed, and before you know it, has your skirts flipped up, and his fingers are playing against your slit. "Do you know how to tell if someone is a virgin?" he asks, lightly caressing your outer lips.

"Get off of me!" you yell, struggling against him. The captain is strong, and you are too small to move him off of you.

"I'll take that as a no," he says. "You see, the secret is that very few women actually have substantial hymens." Captain Fox slips his fingers to your clit, and you struggle more.

You've never had someone's fingers there, at least not other than your own. The Captain has obviously done this before. He slowly rubs his fingers against you, and your clit starts throbbing. Unable to help it, you moan. You've never felt anything like this before, and lust is clouding your judgement. You should be protesting, but instead, you are writing under his touch.

"You are very responsive," he says. "Let's check something, though. You see, if you are one of the rare women with a discernable hymen, then I will leave things like this. I will leave you hot and bothered, hymen intact. However, if you are like the majority of women, then I can feel free to take you however I please." His fingers leave your clit, and slip inside of you. You freeze in shock.