The Princess's Bride (12 page)

Dread spit on the floor. "I can't believe you are going to marry that jackass."

Daisy finally stood up from the bed and caught hold of the edge of the headboard. She closed her eyes for a moment as she became woozy, failing to notice the concerned look crossing Chelsey's face.

As she stepped closer, Daisy opened her eyes and backed away into the corner.

"Stay away! Please." Daisy held out her hands, as if that would stop her.

Chelsey hated seeing the fear and loathing on Daisy's face. She wanted to pull her into her arms and tell her everything would be all right. But she had a role to play and, until she could trust her, she would stay in character.

"Now, Daisy, calm down. If you do everything I say, you won't get hurt." Chelsey held up her hands and took another step toward her.

"You… you have no right to call me by my name, you murderer. My future husband will hunt you down and hang you like the dog you are!"

Chelsey took in a deep breath. She was ready to lose her temper. Her jealousy rose every time Daisy mentioned Humphrey.

"That milk sop only cares about his own hide. I wouldn't be surprised if he doesn't pay your ransom."

Daisy's jaw dropped. "That is a lie! Draco will save me. H-he'll throw you in prison and hang you."

Chelsey was only a few steps away from her. "Draco? You call him by his given name?"

she snarled, reaching out for Daisy's arm.

Daisy smothered a yelp and climbed onto the bed to flee. Chelsey grabbed her ankle and Daisy kicked at her. "Don’t touch me, you bi-bitch."

Chelsey gave a harsh laugh and grabbed Daisy by both her ankles, pulling her across the bed. Daisy screamed and grabbed onto the sheet, but it was useless. She was yanked very easily due to Chelsey's superior strength. Daisy went to kick Chelsey in the stomach, but Chelsey dropped a knee on the bed, grabbed Daisy by the waist and turned her over. Daisy pounded on Chelsey’s arms and yelled out curses she never would have dared to say before.

"Stop fighting me, princess. You'll only hurt yourself." Chelsey grabbed Daisy's wrists and pulled them up and over her head as she continued to struggle. Chelsey pressed down hard until Daisy couldn’t move. Daisy sucked her breath in, about to spit into Chelsey's face, when a palm was slapped over her mouth, and both her wrists were held together in a tight grip.

"Listen, you spoiled brat. You are pissin' me off. If you don't stop your wiggling, I will tie you to my bed… and gag you as an extra punishment."

Daisy's eyes went wide and she stopped struggling. Chelsey slowly scanned over her face. She frowned as she spotted Daisy's bruised cheek and swollen, bloody lip. She couldn't help herself and pushed away a stray curl that had fallen across Daisy's mouth.

Daisy huffed loudly from her exertions and turned her face to the side to escape the pirate's touch. Chelsey snickered and looked down. Her bodice was torn and her chest was heaving. She enjoyed how Daisy's breasts had grown a bit rounder since the last time she’d seen her. She smacked her lips together in appreciation.

Daisy did not look pleased at the indecent looks her pirate kidnapper was giving her.

"How dare you gaze upon my body like that! Only one person is allowed to look at me in such a way." Daisy clenched her fists and shook them, trying to break free of Chelsey's hold.

Chelsey tightened her grip and snarled in Daisy's face. "And who would that be? Draco

'the fink' Humphrey?"

"That is the man I love, you pirate whore!" Daisy screamed into her face.

Chelsey flinched as if she had been struck. Daisy watched as the pirate's face became red.

She had gone too far.

"No," she whispered and struggled again.

Chelsey straddled Daisy, not caring if she was too heavy. Daisy pushed and pulled, trying to get out from under her, but before she could blink, Chelsey reached behind her back pocket and pulled out a long white, silk scarf.

"Now you have asked for it, princess," Chelsey growled and took both of Daisy's wrists and tied them to the headboard behind her.

"Stop this. Stop!" Daisy fought.

Chelsey was too fast and strong. She tied Daisy's wrists in an unbreakable knot.

"Shut your trap, your highness," Chelsey spat out and pulled out another silk scarf, this time a black one, and tied it over Daisy's eyes.

Daisy couldn't understand why she was so aroused. Not only was she confused by hearing Dread call her by an endearment only her past love had ever called her, but she was frightened, yet… strangely excited in some way. Her nipples had become hard and her woman's entrance was slick with need.

"Why have you covered my eyes?" Daisy asked and swallowed. She bit her lip and listened closely. All she could hear was loud breathing above her.

Chelsey took off her mask and threw it down. "Didn't I say you are not allowed to speak?

Now that you have disobeyed my orders, you must be disciplined."

"Dis-disciplined—"

Daisy was grabbed by her face and given a hard kiss. She lay there, stunned, as her kidnapper jabbed her tongue into her mouth, searching for her own.

"
Nooo
," Daisy mumbled and turned her face away to escape Chelsey's marauding mouth.

Chelsey pulled Daisy's face back around and gave her deep, pressing kisses that Daisy couldn't help but respond to.

When Daisy sighed and joined in, Chelsey's kisses grew softer. She moved her lips down across her throat.

"Ah… why do your lips feel so right against mine?" Daisy asked in a low moan and bit her lip when Chelsey pushed her tongue in between her cleavage.

"Maybe because we are meant to be," she responded softly. She ripped open Daisy's bodice, causing her breasts to fall out.

"
Ack
!" Daisy yelped when Chelsey took hold of her nipple in her mouth, sucking vigorously. She nipped and licked while she pinched the other nipple with two fingers. Daisy let out a few sobs and cried as her arousal grew to the point that it dripped down the inside of her legs.

Chelsey's lifted her head and sniffed. "Hmm… I would say you are enjoying the lovemaking techniques from this nasty pirate.”

Daisy's head rolled from side to side as she tried to dislodge the blindfold. "This will be rape, Captain Dread! My fiancé will—"

Chelsey bit down hard on Daisy's breast. Daisy moaned. As she panted, Chelsey gave her another harsh kiss, which caused Daisy's lip to bleed. Chelsey lapped at the blood and reached up, licking Daisy's chin. She grabbed her by the back of her hair, making certain not to put too much pressure on her bump. "You disobeyed me yet again, princess. Now you will pay."

Chelsey tugged up Daisy's skirt and threw it over her head. Daisy kicked out at Chelsey, screaming obscenities under her voluminous skirt and petticoats. Chelsey ripped open Daisy's satin drawers and stared right down at her bushy mound. Her curls were dripping with her need.

Chelsey said a silent “thank you” to a higher power that Daisy was excited.

"Please don't, Captain. I will not say another word," Daisy said in a hushed voice.

Chelsey pulled Daisy’s legs farther apart. "Too late, princess." She laid her long tongue against Daisy's pussy and stuck it in deep. Daisy sat up partway and the hem of her skirt fell down, freeing her mouth. She squeaked and grabbed hold of the iron bar behind her, grinding her hips up against her ravisher's mouth. It was as though her body had a will of her own and she couldn't control it.

Chelsey held down Daisy's knees in a hard grip, making certain she would not be kicked in the head. She slurped and nibbled over Daisy's nether lips and pussy curls. They reminded her of the taste of cinnamon. She couldn't get enough and dug her mouth in deep, licking and kissing Daisy's cunt as if it was a mouth. She found Daisy's nub of pleasure and flicked it, causing more of Daisy's dew to come flooding out.

"Good lord, you are a gusher." Chelsey mumbled against the inside of Daisy's leg and drank all of the tangy cum down. She wanted more. She released Daisy's knee and reached under to rub her fingers in between Daisy's legs closer to her ass.

"Dread!" Daisy shouted and lifted her leg up. Chelsey knelt and, with a rough twist, turned Daisy onto her stomach. Daisy sobbed into one of the pillows as Chelsey lapped her tongue across her cheeks. Daisy held her ass higher in the air for Chelsey to taste.

"More, I want more!" Daisy shouted in a hoarse, garbled voice. Chelsey pulled her knees under Daisy's legs and gave her what she wanted.

"Whatever you desire, my Daisy," Chelsey said as she placed a kiss on her captive's lower back and sighed. It had been so long since she had tasted such innocence. And now that Daisy had returned back in her life, she would have many more nights such as this and never let her go!

"Wh-what did you just s-say?" Daisy twisted her head to the side.

Chelsey didn't answer. Instead, she pushed her hand in between Daisy's legs, flicking her clit while placing open-mouthed kisses across her very round, smooth ass cheeks. Chelsey stuck in three of her fingers into Daisy's swollen core. Daisy let out one final throaty yell and fell to the bed, trembling.

Chelsey kept her hand at rest while Daisy's vaginal wall pulsed around her fingers as she continued to find her release. She laid her cheek on Daisy's ass, enjoying the feel of goose bumps that rose there.

Chelsey grabbed her mask and tied it back on before she turned Daisy over to face her.

Daisy had no concept of time, but as her heartbeat slowed down, the blindfold was untied and taken away. As she blinked, her arms were released from their bindings. She looked up at the ceiling, feeling a tug on her leg, and rolled to the side. Her pirate captor held her in an embrace, rubbing her hand up and over her hair and whispering in her ear.

"It is all right now, dearest. Everything will be for the best," she said against Daisy's forehead.

Daisy glanced up at the masked woman. "The last time I had such pleasure was…"

"Was when, Daisy? With whom?"
Say my name, my true name…
Chelsey prayed silently, waiting anxiously for Daisy's response.

But Daisy yanked out of her arms and slid off the bed, pointing at her. "You evil woman!

You had your wicked way and ravished me… no, raped me!"

Chelsey let out a groan and sat up, patting the bed. "Why don't you lie down, dear—"

"Don't 'dear me' you fiend! I am a good, decent woman, and what you did was bad and evil!"

Chelsey gritted her teeth and rolled off the bed on the opposite side, crossing her arms.

She gave Daisy a salacious grin. "From the way you're standing there with your tits hangin' out and your honey drying on your skirt, I can say you are just as much as a fiend as I am, 'cause you got off on it, especially when I had my tongue in your coochie and near your rosebud." Chelsey smacked her lips for emphasis and held back a laugh at Daisy's scandalized face.

"You… you…"

"Glad to know I can make a woman speechless with need." Chelsey winked and stuck her tongue out.

Daisy's lips trembled and she turned away, making loud sniffing noises. "I want to go home."

Chelsey walked over to her. The need to hold her in her arms was overpowering. "Come now, princess. Don't cry."

Daisy turned around, causing Chelsey to stop, shocked by the tears falling down her cheeks.

"You have no r-right to call me 'princess'. Only one person is allowed to call me that, and she… just leave me alone, you horrid woman!" Daisy fell on the bed, sobbing against the sheets.

Chelsey stood there dumbfounded. Daisy's sobs tore at her heart, and she knew from the way she was shaking that she was really crying.

"Daisy—"

Daisy looked up, clutching her torn bodice, and slid across the large expense of the bed.

"Haven't you gotten what you wanted from me already? Are you happy that you made my body accept you? Do you want to force yourself on me again?" Daisy lay down on the bed, spreading out her arms and legs. "Here, take me again if you must. My body may respond to you and your talented tongue and hands, but you will never own my heart and soul. That belongs to another, my one true love!"

Chelsey was speechless. She looked down at her hands and hid them behind her back as they shook, much like Daisy had only a few moments ago. Now Daisy was still, only her chest moving up and down. Chelsey could barely see her silent tears.

"Well then. You have made it perfectly clear how you feel about me, prin… my lady. I will remove myself from your presence since I disgust you so. We can't have you becoming ill now. You won't do us any good being sick."

Daisy's only response was to turn away on her side. Chelsey stared at her back as a few more sniffs escaped from Daisy's mouth. Chelsey rubbed her chest where it hurt. She stood there for a few minutes, but Daisy didn't move or acknowledge her.

With a soft sigh, Chelsey walked out of her cabin and shut the door quietly behind her.

She pressed a palm against the door on the other side. She didn't hear any movement. She stood in pensive silence and peeked up and down the hall. Seeing no one lurking in the shadows, she slid down against the door, pulling her knees up against her chest and pressing her head down in between them.

"Daisy," she moaned softly, covered her head and rocked.

****

Daisy remained still until she heard the door lock. She turned her head and rolled to her side after noticing Dread had left. Her tears fell down in earnest and she hid her face into her arm as deep sobs overtook her body.

"Chelsey…" Daisy mouthed, closing her eyes in distress.

Lord Humphrey stood in front of the window in his library holding a handwritten note on cheap paper. He had memorized the words. After reading the note for what must have been the twentieth time, he crumbled the paper into a ball and crushed it in his fist.

Dawn was breaking over the horizon, and Humphrey hadn't been to sleep as of yet.

Neither had Stephens or any of his staff as they searched the property for his missing fiancée. He ground his teeth over the kidnapping of his lady. He’d found no relief in his cock due to missing the fuck he had planned for last night. And with all the drama and running around, he didn't have time to take care of matters by his own hand or even find a few moments of peace for one of the maids to service him.