The Aftermath II

The captain continues to press your body down, his cock still jerking occasionally with pleasant aftershocks as it tries to push the last few drops of his semen into you.

"Oh my god that was great. You are really a great fuck." he gasps.

After a few minutes his cock shrinks back to normal size and he finally lets you off. Your pussy hair is matted with your own juice, blood and sperm and you feel some of it running down your legs. You walk over to the wash bowl to clean yourself. You want to rake out all the sperm in your pussy but after a few attempts you know it is hopeless. So you have to make do with wiping off all the visible sperm and blood.

(Damn he pumped it so deep inside me. It is impossible to get it all out.)

“Tell me Isabelle, what are you going to do once you reach the capital?” the captain suddenly asks.

(Now that he mentions it. I`ve never done any work before, what will I do for a living now? I was so focused on getting away that I didn´t contemplate about my future.)

You look at the captain not knowing what to say.

There is a wicked smile on his face “You have no idea am I right? I am sure you have never lifted your finger to do any work before. A noble girl like you must have spend most of the time to dress up and gossip.”

You are getting angry at his comment and spat,” That is not true! What do you know about me?”

“No need to get upset. I was just thinking about lending you a hand to settle down once we arrive at the capital.” he replies and then added “I will take a rest now. There is only one bed. You can either share it with me or sleep on the floor.”

With this he closed his eyes and falls asleep.