This could get dirty....
Once upon a dream, I was a pirate in love with my fiancé who was a captain of a pirate ship I served on. After losing our ship to a terrible storm, and we set up camp close to the calm ocean waters. My fiancé was fast asleep in his tent as we carried out the last man found from the wreckage to be burned. We carried him far away from the camp and took with us two torches, which were said to be cursed. Even so, these torches were all we had to finish the incineration of the bodies. The torches magically lit themselves as we put the burning flames to the flesh. Suddenly, what looked to be a demon appeared before us. Not just any demon, but the most beautiful male demon I had ever seen. He was tall with dark black hair and pale skin. He had ice blue eyes and had a scent of the gods. He came after us with great force. Green electric waves came from his hands at us as we rode our horses fast to the dark shore.
When he landed on the ground I was suddenly intoxicated by his presence. I grabbed him and took him to my tent; I had never wanted anyone so bad in all my life. We kissed as we slowly disrobed one another. I knew I would have to offer my body as a sacrifice to save my fellow crewmates. I knew that this demon was known to kill many women simply by making love to them. I did not personally know him, but intimate feelings for him completely overwhelmed me. He had the ability to rape women without even touching them and subsequently kill them when he reached his final ecstasy. I knew what my fate was to be, but something was different.
He made love to me, touching every part of my body that could be touched. As he held me tighter, I began to take control. I grabbed his penis and inserted it inside me, getting on top of him. I had never felt anything like it before. I reached bliss more times than I could have ever imagined. After he noticed I could take no more, he pulled away from me. I was not dead. He did not kill me. Why? Why was I different than any of the other women before? He gazed into my eyes and told me that something was different about me and that he would visit me again soon. I longed for the moment in which I could see him once again.
When he landed on the ground I was suddenly intoxicated by his presence. I grabbed him and took him to my tent; I had never wanted anyone so bad in all my life. We kissed as we slowly disrobed one another. I knew I would have to offer my body as a sacrifice to save my fellow crewmates. I knew that this demon was known to kill many women simply by making love to them. I did not personally know him, but intimate feelings for him completely overwhelmed me. He had the ability to rape women without even touching them and subsequently kill them when he reached his final ecstasy. I knew what my fate was to be, but something was different.
He made love to me, touching every part of my body that could be touched. As he held me tighter, I began to take control. I grabbed his penis and inserted it inside me, getting on top of him. I had never felt anything like it before. I reached bliss more times than I could have ever imagined. After he noticed I could take no more, he pulled away from me. I was not dead. He did not kill me. Why? Why was I different than any of the other women before? He gazed into my eyes and told me that something was different about me and that he would visit me again soon. I longed for the moment in which I could see him once again.