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Once Cinnamon the boymermaid had experienced the joys of interacting with land-dwellers for the first time, he found himself aching to be used more by them. While he still loved the Ocean, Cinnamon longed to meet more and more land-dwellers. Soon, he found that fantasies about being used by them were almost all that he could think of.

Fortunately for Cinnamon, the Ocean felt his longing and knew him better than he knew himself. While the Ocean intended to let Cinnamon make his own decisions, it knew that Cinnamon would choose the option that was destined for him.

These options were presented to Cinnamon rather abruptly one morning as he was swimming up to the surface to look for passing ships. All of a sudden, Cinnamon was whisked away into a whirlpool that seemed to arise out of nowhere and that plunged Cinnamon into complete darkness. Cinnamon could not see, hear, or feel anything until he felt one of the Ocean's long tentacles plunge into his pussy, causing him to cry out in shock. At the sound of this cry, the tentacle, and a mass of other tentacles below, began glowing an ethereal blue. He could see nothing else in the inky blackness.

Cinnamon was frozen in shock as the tentacle explored his pussy. Soon, a voice echoed out from the void. “I can feel that you have been with the land dwellers. I know that you want to meet more of them. It is your calling to be a fucktoy and to be used by them. Let me help you."

Cinnamon trembled with the intensity of the tentacles' explorations and cried out again as a second tentacle forced its way inside of him, stretching his pussy more than he had ever experienced before. While the tentacles' intrusions were a shock, Cinnamon did not resist. How could he resist? The Ocean was his home. It could do whatever it wanted to him.

Soon, three glowing seashells appeared, seemingly materializing out of nowhere. The first was a red spiral shaped shell with black dots, the second one was a pink cowrie shell that sparkled, and the third was a shimmering blue conch shell. “Choose one," the voice said to Cinnamon. “Just reach out and grab it."

Cinnamon reached towards the blue conch shell. The tentacles in his pussy almost seemed to help guide him over to it. When he touched the conch shell, however, the tentacles were gone and Cinnamon was in a seaside cave full of glittering blue crystals and glowing blue water. He looked around in awe at his glowing, crystal-coated surroundings. The cave was big enough to fit a ship (carefully) between its curvy walls, and had a few crystal peninsulas jutting out of its walls that someone with legs might be able to walk on. The cave was so long and curvy that Cinnamon could not see the entrance or back wall of the cave. In fact, he could barely tell that he was in a cave at all.

Cinnamon was disoriented, confused, and awestruck. He didn't fully understand where he was or why he was there, so he simply started swimming, hoping to find what he was seeking. Before long, this came in the form of a pirate ship! Except that Cinnamon had never seen a pirate ship. In fact, since pirates usually stayed a bit closer to the shore than where Cinnamon lived, Cinnamon had never seen a pirate at all.

He looked at the ship, slightly puzzled. It did not look like any of the ships Cinnamon had seen out in the deep waters, which often flew the colorful flags of countries and kingdoms and carried cargo, navy sailors, passengers, caught fish, and all sorts of other things. This ship was a bit smaller, black and blue in color, and flew a flag emblazoned with a blue rose. Cinnamon was fascinated and swam closer in attempts to get a peak at who was in the ship.

When Cinnamon neared the crystal peninsula the ship was by, he saw Her for the first time, traversing the blue crystals. She was a gorgeous calico bobtail woman dressed in pirate clothing with a cutlass at Her side. She had a cute short bobtail, a black spot over Her left eye, and a long blue braid high up on Her head. He was instantly transfixed and swam closer to Her without any real plan.

This calico bobtail woman was the magnificent Callie Calico, a fierce and powerful pirate. However, She did not quite know where She was or why She was there either. Strangely, the map that She was following had simply been waiting for Her on Her desk when She woke up two days prior. While She couldn't explain why, She felt strangely drawn to following the map. She expected that it must be a map to buried treasure of some sorts, but She couldn't see how She could dig into the blue crystal.

Cinnamon watched from the edge of the crystals, silently admiring Callie's radiant beauty. She was more captivating even than the crystals surrounding Her. Soon, Callie noticed Cinnamon the boymermaid lingering near the edge of the crystal shore and knew immediately what he was. Quickly, She grabbed Cinnamon by his arm and put Her knife to his throat. His heart started to beat faster, both from surprise and arousal from the feeling of the cold metal at his throat. “Don't even think of trying anything," Callie told Cinnamon firmly.

But Cinnamon wasn't thinking of trying anything. In fact, he wasn't resisting at all, not even when Callie Calico lifted him out of the water and carried him back to Her ship. She placed him on the deck and he obediently allowed Her to gag and handcuff him. “I don't think these will even be necessary," She said with an amused smile, “but better safe than sorry. Are you going to be a good boy for me?"

Cinnamon nodded, and stared up at Her, excitement filling him at the thought of being completely at the mercy of this enthralling pirate woman.

“Good boy," Callie told Cinnamon as She removed Her pants and straddled his waist, grinding Her pussy against him. Cinnamon was overcome with excitement at the feeling of Her against him, relaxing into the rhythm of Her movements combined with the gentle waves rocking the ship.

Soon, Callie began touching Cinnamon all over his body, causing pleasurable shivers to run through him. Her touch felt like paradise to the boymermaid. Soon, She started to use Her sharp claws, running them over Cinnamon's body first lightly and then more heavily. Cinnamon felt all coherent thoughts crumble into nothing but passionate arousal as the increasingly intense pain from Callie Calico's claws converted into pleasure in his mind.

Callie looked pleased as Cinnamon squirmed under Her. After feeling around the area a bit where Callie expected Cinnamon's genitals to be, She slipped Her index finger into Cinnamon's wet pussy, causing a muffled moan of pleasure from the gagged boymermaid. Cinnamon couldn't help but grind his hips forward as Callie explored inside of him, adding a second and then a third finger and thrusting with increasing vigor.

“You're such a good fucktoy," Callie told Cinnamon, who was excited from the praise and overjoyed at getting used in this way by someone as spectacular as this beautiful and powerful pirate who had just captured him.

Luckily for Cinnamon, Callie was not at all done with him. Temporarily, She climbed off of him to get and put on a large blue strap-on dildo. Cinnamon's eyes widened when he saw it, both excited and slightly trepidatious about the large size. Regardless, the boymermaid obediently laid there while Callie penetrated him, letting the strap slide its full length into him as he savored the feeling of fullness and pleasure it brought.

Once fully in, Callie began to thrust hard into the boymermaid, pounding Cinnamon's pussy so hard and for so long that he barely remembered who he was. The only thing that mattered to him then was that he was the fucktoy of the pirate Callie Calico, and he was happy to be used, loving the feeling of Callie's strap slamming repeatedly into him, hitting his cervix and causing him to emit muffled screams of pleasure through his gag.

Suddenly, Cinnamon felt Callie sink Her teeth into his neck, causing pain and even more pleasure to spread across his whole body, blooming out from the spot where Callie's teeth latched onto his neck. Then, She bit him again and again, each time a bit harder than the last. Cinnamon felt waves of ecstasy roll over him from both the feeling of Callie's bites and the feeling of Her domination over him. He wished to serve Her, to be available to Her whenever She wanted to use him.

Cinnamon gladly allowed Callie to fuck him until She couldn't anymore, and when She said to him “How do you feel about being my new plaything?", he enthusiastically nodded his head, wanting to serve Her for as long as She would let him and as well as he could. She responded with a pleased “Good boy!"

Then Callie managed to fill a barrel with sea water to keep Cinnamon in when not in use. She gently placed him inside of the barrel, finally removing his gag and replacing the handcuffs with an iron collar on a chain attached to the ship. Callie and Cinnamon shared a passionate, loving kiss.

“I do wonder if that map I was following led to buried treasure or something," Callie mused aloud. She went to look for the map, but realized that it was gone, seemingly vanished.

“Maybe the real treasure is the fucktoy you found along the way," Cinnamon said before immediately laughing at his own joke. “I got here via glowing shell, it was quite unusual," he explained.

Then Callie and Cinnamon lived happily ever after, going on fun pirate adventures together for the rest of their days, with Cinnamon always available for use by the pirate Callie Calico and anyone that She let use him.