Riyad keeps Mia for himself

He got up from his dark corner and silently made his way to the door. Mia didn't notice the looming figure rise as she was still looking for a bowl.

She jumped when she heard the heavy door swing shut, and stood petrified on the spot as the tall man sealed the door from the inside and began making his way over to her. Her stomach pleaded loudly, still **** for food. Mia was rooted to the spot, focus transfixed on the sinister green eyes. She was caught and there was nothing she could do about that at this point.

“A hungry stowaway” his voice was low and firm, barely above a whisper, but more of a growl. “Has been stealing”, he didn't want to get caught either Mia realized. “From meee...” he growled. But she wanted to get caught much less than he did.

She could do nothing but look on in terror, tears welling up behind her big brown eyes. “You should be turned over to the captain, and I should let him decide what to do with little thieving stowaways like you...” Mia noticed his indecision and realized there was a chance for her to at least influence her fate, and maybe pick her least worst option. “Don’t” was all she could muster at first, “please” she begged with her eyes. The man came closer and looked her up and down. She had seen this appraising look before. “The captain is a cruel, old man there’s no telling what he would do with a beautiful stowaway on his ship.” Every word anunciated clearly, intending to spark a nightmare. Her breath was caught in her throat and tears started to fall as she had images of being thrown overboard into the sea or worse returned to her family. The girl’s stomach loudly made its emptiness known

“Did you steal my bread last night?” He asked as he began to circle her like a shark.

Mia decided to tell the truth and come clean. The man in front of her had a kind and handsome face despite his sinister tone and glare. He was only a few years older than her. “ I stole the bread and the canteen last night”, tears were falling freely from her beautiful eyes, the man stopped in front of her and contemplated the situation some more. His gaze softened slightly, but he still said nothing. She went on “I'm running away from home because my father beats me and intended to sell me off like livestock to the highest bidder. “ she was starting to regain some control and began wiping tears from her eyes.

“So even back on land you have no one to truly protect you...” he said in a blunt but calculating tone. She watched him carefully, studying him in return.

“What's your name girl?”

“Mia” she answered softly causing the man to lean in. She could see that he wasn't bad looking, high cheekbones and a strong jawline.

“You're obviously a quiet one to have gone all this time undetected on this wretched little ship.”

“I can keep secrets.” She said simply, daring to hope that he might help her after all.

“But, can I truly trust a strange girl? it wouldn't end especially well for me either if I were to help you and the captain still found you.”

Mia’s stomach begged for sustenance as she mustered her resolve. “I can keep a secret, I've told you nothing but the whole truth so far, please help me escape my family and get me through this voyage, I have nothing to offer in way of payment, but I wont betray your trust even if I get caught, I will lie to protect you.” Her answer was steady and honest.

“Well that's nice of you to say, but I cant exactly trust a thief to keep her word." He exhaled, "You might not have any way of paying me, but there are other ways to make it worth it to take on this risk...”

Mia knew immediately what he wanted from her and even though it might ruin her chances of getting a true loving husband some day she knew that if she was turned over to the captain her chances of even surviving this voyage were slim.

She knew the magic words she must speak to secure her safety, at least for now. “I’ll make it worth the risk in any way you desire...” she let the last word hang in the air after leaving her sensual lips.

His erection immediately reignited as he listened carefully. “Ooo, well then, it looks like we have an understanding.” He said smoothly, he walked over to a cupboard and retrieved a bowl, then a spoon and a ladel, setting them down on the counter top next to the still simmering stew.

“Strip those rags off, I want to see all of you little thief.” His tone was firm and commanding now.

She had never undressed so quickly, she hadn't eaten all day and her critical thinking skills were being subdued by her empty stomach.

He poured a bowl, set it down to cool and started to circle her again, on his first pass he made several approving sounds. Mia’s nipples were hard in the cold air and her stomach was flat from the lack of food over the past week.

On his next pass he reached out a warm, rough hand and began to feel her body, as if to make sure she was solid. His hand traveled curiously over her back, her sides. As he came around to her front again he palmed one of her large tits. Mia found herself wanting his hand back as he continued circling her. It was warm she told herself.

He grabbed her ass and lifted and spread her young ass. “What a jewel I've come across.” Mia didn't respond, she continued to stand still as her hunger and fear began to be replaced by a feeling that wasn't altogether unfamiliar to her, but it was so strange that here on this cold vessel, naked and at the mercy of the tall man in front of her she would feel the rumblings of what she knew was arousal.

After his second menacing trip around her curvy naked body he stopped in front of her. “I’ll keep you safe in my quarters, and sneak you food and drinks until we arrive at the port, it's still about another three weeks.” He whispered. He looked her up and down once more before continuing. “And in exchange, you’ll do whatever I say, no questions, objections or hesitation. Understood?”