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Syldria Was not where she wanted to be, not even Close. And things didn't look much brighter for the future either.

It had been a good scam, one she'd done countless times before. But this time was different. When they'd traded with the ship of the up and coming 'pirate queen' Naketa Orcan, she'd taken some of the provisions out and replaced them with something a bit cheaper, in this case, sand, and handed them over while she kept the real thing in her cabin. She'd been able to get away with it more times then she cared to count, and her crew would celebrate that night with the purloined rum or rations. But the blasted Cetacean had her crew use their sound sight on the crates, and had called her bluff. On top of that, when her ship tried to pull away, they'd been boarded, herself taken captive, and the balance of the provisions taken back from her cabin. She found it intriguing that with her ship at their mercy, they'd left with only her and what they were owed, not a copper piece more.

Her hands had been bound, she'd been blindfolded, and taken to the Captains cabin. The Orca's voice had been stern but also seductive in explaining her crime and punishment, but she'd been so angry she hadn't listened. That proved folly as her body had been stripped naked, then bound over a barrel. She'd been aroused, despite herself, at the thought of the orca captain taking her pleasure, and she'd done that and more. They'd taken her aboard mid-day, and it was past dusk when the fellow herm had finished sating herself using her sex, mouth, and undertail. She didn't know whether to feel guilt or enjoyment at the many orgasms she'd moaned through under the other captains attentions, but apparently she'd made a good impression. She'd spent the last two weeks with her blue and white scaled body naked save for a chastity belt around her waist and a golden chain linking her nipple piercings that led to a leash. Her white feathered wings had been bound in ship's rope, and her bright pink hair bound behind her in a ponytail, acting as a cabin boy for the orca and eye candy for the crew as she went about her duties. The mostly cetacean crew were allowed to play with her breasts, swat her ass, or caress her, but nothing beyond that. By the time she'd gone to the Orcas cabin to rest each night, She'd been almost begging for attentions, and had received all that she wanted for both her genders.

But now, they were at the Orca's home port, and she was a prisoner. Her body was covered in a black robe, concealing her features, only the golden chain-leash hanging out of the cowl and her wings and tailtip betraying what lied beneath. There were catcalls as she was led by the orca, but she found several things strange about the town built into what had been once been a dead volcano, a hole in one side open to the ocean. A cold wind blew across her, penetrating even the robe, and she swore she could almost see glaciers in the distance as the crew disembarked. As they disembarked, almost the entire crew ran forward to be greeted by family; There was no shame, no disconnect, everyone was greeted as a hero. Children ran forward to see their fathers and mothers, as the crew on the ship was male and female, another oddity she'd noticed on her first day. The town was well kept and clean, looking nicer then many cities she'd visited in her travels. All the buildings were wood and stone from the volcano's corpse, making them blackish brown, and she saw not a single beggar on the street. As her new captain, or perhaps hopeful Mistress, tugged on her chain, she walked down the gangplank, making as little a scene as possible. She paused at the bottom though, seeing the town Stocks and only a pair of beings in it; A rather heavyset badger and two sets down a scowling otter. What made them strange to her were the twin cups below them, each holding some coins, and that not a single being was trying to take said coins.

Walking up behind the pirate queen, she glanced at the stocks and softly whispered "I do not understand... why does no-one take their coins? And what did they do?" The orca gave an amused chuckle "Law here is different; we believe in punishment fitting the crime. " Pointing at the badger, she chittered "He was in a barfight; he will be freed when he has enough coin to pay the bartender for the damages. No one here has such little honor that they'd steal from the helpless. "

Stunned a moment by her words, she hurmed and glanced at the otter, then back at the orca, who scowled "The other was caught stealing from a child... he has to pay back all he stole, and then pay it back again, before he'll be allowed to apologize. Then we exile him. " Noting the other herms face and different, she guessed children here were a lot more highly regarded then most places she'd been. Confirming her thoughts somewhat, the orca turned to eye her "You'll find that we handle things different here... our gods are different from most land dwellers, and we follow their examples. For now, I have something special planned for you, Syldra... you are going to meet my Harem."

Swallowing her nervousness, she nodded, mind already plotting how to escape; she was a Ship's first mate after all, not some Whore. She was a dragoness, a spellcaster, and while she admitted to herself submitting to the orca was incredibly exciting, her freedom was worth much more then that. She couldn't' cast spells though, with her hands bound, and her wings were useless as they were tied behind her back. She was walked through the winding streets of the town, and realized quickly she would never be able to remember all the twists and turns they took; it was likely deliberate, in case of an assault. She was also glad for the robes concealment, as Cetaceans had no sense of smell and the scent of the heated, eager rutting she'd had with the captain that morning still lingered on her. The beings equipped with noses all sniffed as they approached, but dared not challenge their queen on what the scent was coming from her captive.

After what felt like a good half hour of walking, they finally arrived at the entrance to a large cave, guarded by a pair of burly sentries, a muscular orca and great white shark. Carved into the stone were figures of cetaceans engaged in lusty, eager acts of passion, but also along the sides of the entrance were images of two tall orcas, children clustered around their feet. The feeling of entering a holy place was only strengthened as the guards bowed, showing identical tattoos along their arms and wielding identical weapons. The orca let her look in curiosity for several moments before leading her inside the cave, revealing it's interior to be lit by crystals shining with sunlight reflected from above them. Water glimmered on the floor, magnifying the sunlight streaming in, and letting her see the interior of the cave was a mix of hewed stone and coral-reef, their feet making faint splashes as they walked. A few dozen feet in, the orca stopped and smiled at her, saying a single word "Disrobe." She nodded and pulled the robe off, revealing her body clad in only the chastity belt and leash, her breasts standing out a bit at the tension on it. She slid her hands behind her back, as if putting herself on display, and gained an amused chuckle from her captor "All of it... and don't be pretentious, there's plenty yet to come..."

Licking her snout a moment, she nodded, and to her amazement the belt easily slid off, letting her slide her hands along her body and emit a soft groan at finally being free. The orcas laugh brought her gaze back, and she could finally see her new 'captain' without the obstruction of the robe and well lit. The orca was as she'd seen on the ship, a good foot taller then her with an equally heavy bust, gold hoop piercings in her nipples just as she had, and the body of a well honed sailor and swimmer. But the orca was wearing a tight corset that magnified the size of her breasts while leaving her intimates uncovered, as well as leather elbow gloves and knee-boots that seemed to be made of leather belts and fishnet. Overall, the cetacean looked like a Madam from a very high-coin whorehouse, or perhaps someone looking to show their body off without caring about society mores.

Whatever the woman in front of her was going to say next was abruptly interrupted by a child's voice squealing "Daddy!" followed by a chorus of other young voices soon afterwards. The orca turned just in time to catch a child that leapt as though launched from a cannon, squarely hitting the center of a chest in a hug that looked like it could break a smaller beings ribs. Three others all quickly followed, clinging to her and exclaiming their joy at her returning home and being safe. Running up behind the four calves were a pair of dolphins, a male and female, both unclothed save collars around their necks. The sheer, genuine love being shown shocked her; she'd never encountered a captain, let alone a 'pirate queen', who had a family so loving and devoted. The dolphins joined in the family embrace, her presence forgotten for the moment as they shared in a bond she'd never herself experienced. A part of her mind told her to run, now, but she new the guards behind her would notice, and with her wings still bound she would have little luck escaping. It was several moments before the children stopped talking long enough to notice her, and she tried and failed to force down a blush as one of them asked who the pretty angel with the long hair was.

She could see the smirk on the herm's mouth as she giggled "That is Syldria, she's our special guest... She's not used to our ways yet, so ask before assuming you can play, and you can show her anywhere that's not secret. And don't undo her wings yet, she needs to ask me first. " The children all nodded, then came over and politely introduced themselves. She was stunned, and polite back, finding them well mannered and innocent. She was essentially a slave, a prisoner, but being treated as an equal? And children who were as polite as the dilettante's, yet ran freely naked and played? This place was definitely beyond her experience. After greeting her, the children politely excused themselves and ran back into the cave to finish their schooling, their happy cries echoing off the stone.

Looking up, she noted the dolphins still embracing their matriarch, chittering back and forth in their own language. The male was strong and fit, a bit taller then her, with a body showing daily exercise as well as the marks of a craftsman. The dolphin female made her breath catch in the back of her throat; Her body mixed the build of a dancer with the form of an acrobat, and a bosom a bit larger then fit her frame adorned her chest. Unlike the bottlenose grey of the male, her body mixed those collars with those of the spinning dolphins of the tropics, and her face bore a beak mixing those two heritages. But something about how she moved, her grace...

Syl found her hands covering her crotch as her arousal tried to manifest itself, despite her best efforts. She did not know if it was the smell, the sight, something she could not determine, but she wanted that dolphin beneath her, their breasts rubbing as she squealed and filled the woman's treasure again and again until there wasn't a drop left in her. She hadn't felt such raw, primal desire since her first mating, many years previous. Turning her head to glance, the hybrid dolphin giggled softly and winked, as though knowing the effect she was having.

Glancing at her, down at the dolphin woman hugging her, Naketa blew her air and smacked her on her firm cetacean backside, drawing an amused giggle from the woman "You know very well know what you're doing, Finna!" Stepping back a moment, the woman put her hands behind her head and smirked "Oh, C'mon Mistress... She's lovely, I wanted to see all that she brought with her, especially if she's joining us!" The male dolphin gave a shrug and smiled "She has a point, Mistress... and you know how she gets when she wants something..."

How two such different beings could be siblings she didn't know, but their mannerisms were very plain. At a command from the orca, she pulled her hands away, and almost immediately had the dolphin woman, Finna, give a long whistle of approval at the sight of her girth. The male also whistled his approval as he took her in, and she had the not entirely comfortable feeling of being a piece of art, appraised by a coin-heavy elite at some city center. Her discomfort was quieted some as the dolphin woman came over and nuzzled her, then smiled "Don't worry, we don't believe in treating people as objects here. Show respect and you'll be given it... Maybe Naketa will even let us play together sometime..." No sooner had the words reached her earfins then her body tensed, a tiny drop of pre forming at the tip of her cockhead as her feminine treasure beneath it moistened. Blinking, she turned her head and glanced at the woman next to her "How do you... Do that?" Her laugh was almost musical as she churred "I'm a fertility Priestess... My patrons let me celebrate love, pleasure and fertility, and help others experience that joy. Stay with us, and you just might experience it yourself..."

A whistled command from the orca made the dolphin reluctantly stop caressing her belly, and return to the larger cetaceans side. A few more whistled exchanges, and the dolphins left, heading deeper into the cave down a side hallway. Picking up her leash again, the orca smiled "Hmmm, my family seems to like you. That's a good sign... Now, follow me. " Arousal from the dolphins caress still wafting through her mind, she didn't think to argue, simply following as the orca led her down a different hallway, to a large waterfall. Looking up at the larger orca, she couldn't stop herself from asking "How?" and then recieving a knowing smirk from the orca "Oh, Finna? Part of the blessings she possesses... anyone around her will be aroused, it's how she smells, how she looks... call it a gift. Behave yourself, and I just might let you experience it firsthand, with supervision. She is my treasure; harm her, and you'll wish I'd fed you to a Kraken. " The look in the orcas eyes betrayed any notion she had that the larger herm might have been joking.

Glancing at the waterfall, she was surprised when the leash was unclipped, and then her wings unbound. The orca spoke before she could, chittering softly "Bathe yourself... all the exits are guarded, so don't get any ideas. I want you looking your best for tonight, I have a surprise for you. And don't get any ideas on Magic either... this entire cave is a temple to our gods, only their magic works here. "

She nodded, and waited patiently for the orca to go, then began whispering as soon as she was out of sight and earshot. The spell was simple, to detect for magic, one taught to every student of the arts; What she saw when it completed almost blinded her. She was literally swimming through a fog of green, fertility tinged magic, the entire cavern aglow with such potency she had to hood her eyes not to be blinded. Images of different rooms in the cave wafted before her eyes, everything from a nursery full of happy children to rooms full of lewd, lustful orgies. The sheer power of it struck her a moment later, making her step back into the waterfall and be doused in the cool waters.

A heat began to build in her, her vase aching for attention, maleness almost hurting in it's stiff arousal, her nipples throbbing in need for attention, as the energy continued pervading her. She fell to her knees, gasping for air as she tried to cancel the spell, to escape the lust and desire surging through her body, hands digging into the stone so as to not begin pleasuring herself. Finally, she was able to cancel the spell, her chest heaving as she groaned and gasped for air, her entire body afire. Any doubt she had about the orcas warning had definitely been erased; the entire cavern was swollen with fertility magic, and any attempt to use magic would have her shuddering on the ground in mindless lust before she could complete the spell. At the edge of her awareness, she realized someone was present close by, and watching her. Turning her head in instinct, she found it bumped against the beak of the male dolphin from earlier, a smile on his face as he chuckled "She warned you, didn't she?"

Nodding slowly, she became aware that she was standing, and the dolphin was pressed up behind her, his hands stroking her sides as he chittered "Don't worry, the effects will go away quickly since you canceled the spell. However, there are other things that won't go away until handled properly. " His hands slide up, stroking her breasts, and she felt her knees go weak; The failed spell had channeled all that fertility mana into her, and her entire body was afire, begging for attention. One of her hands slide up to grip his, and wordlessly slipped it down to her aching vase, her nectar smearing on his fingers as she groaned. Rather then slide his fingers into her, he slid his hand back up, both her nipples getting pinched as she gasped in pleasure and he murred to her "Now, Now... can't be in too big a rush..."

She wanted to scream; Her body was burning in need, she'd just offered this male her sex, and instead he wanted to take his time? No suitor had ever refused to take her sex when offered, and she needed it, badly. A gasp escaped her as he pulled her further back into the waterfall, then slid her to the ground, her wings flexing behind her against the stone. Her retort died in her throat, however, as his beak found her sex and began exploring, his tongue working within her depths. His hand found her maleness and began stroking, and within moments she was bucking against his attentions, her hands holding her thighs up as he teased and pleasured her.

He was not hurried nor slow, seemingly eager to bring her pleasure as her hands switched from her thighs to her breasts, pinching and tugging her nipples as his tongue and hand worked in concert. It wasn't until she'd been brought to the edge of a roaring orgasm that he slid up and buried himself in her, her scream imprisoned in her snout as her body shuddered under his and her maleness sprayed her seed all over their bellies. The rutting was hot and passionate, her body slapping against his as her snout buried into the nape of his neck and her toes curled, legs wrapped around his waist as he gave her needy sexy what it needed.

She achieved her second peak a moment after he gave her his climax, his seed flooding her depths as she spasmed under him, the cool waters of the fall washing away all the fluids and mess of their passion. It took several long, delicious moments for their mutual pleasure to reach low ebb, his body stroking against hers gently as he trilled and nuzzled her. With barely any strength in her, she turned her head and eyed the collar he wore, a seaworn leather with "Mated to Naketa Orcan" imprinted on the side in silver-bright steel surrounding the base of his thick neck as he churrled "Hmmm, I think we need to get you clean again..."

Her laugh was soft and genuine, followed by a playful smirk "Hmmm, does your wife know about this?" He chortled, then picked up a sponge "Who do you think sent me to check on you?" His hands were soon using the sponge and some type of soap to caress her scales, the last residue of their lustful passion cleaned until she was fresh as from a good bath-house, her hair left undone. Feeling a mild, wanting ache in her nethers, she grinned at him, enjoying the mild discomfort caused by their wanton sex "Hmmm, perhaps we could do that again sometime?" He tilted his head and winked at her, then attached the leash she'd had before to her bosom "If my Mistress allows... gladly..."

She followed him as he led her to a large banquet hall, torches lit along the wall taking the place of sunlight but with holes behind them to insure their smoke did not foul the room. A good dozen people were present, with Naketa at the head of the table, two chairs on either side of her, and then just behind and to one side sat a giant, a Dragon-Orca hybrid a good ten feet in height with the build of a Viking berserker from the old tales. Were it not for a kiss he and the herm orca shared for moment, she would have taken him for a bodyguard.

To her pleasure, she was sat only a couple chairs down from the head of the table, a plate of steaming fish and vegetables presented to her as they all introduced themselves; she hid her startlement at them all being captains of boats under the herm's leadership, as it would mean this 'up and coming' pirate queen had as large a fleet as many nations. However, her start was noticed at the head of the table, and a soft, feminine laugh came from her "You're surprised... Every one of these captains helped me rebuild their ships after it was lost at sea from storm, fire, or battle. You'd be surprised how easy salvaging a ship is when your crew can repair it underwater. " She took a moment to ponder and then tilted her head, conceding the point. After introducing herself, the dinner went well, with each captain appraising their queen of what they'd accomplished. Saving lost sailors was counted as equal virtue for capturing booty, and she noted that only certain kingdoms were targeted, the ones which were known to deal in slaves, abuse their prisoners, or slaughter innocents. It seemed the orca was running not so much a pirate fleet as privateers, and their strength was growing.

After dinner had finished, she found herself sitting at the table with only Naketa, the two dolphins, and the giant Drorca for company. A soft utterance of her name brought her eyes back to address the herm cetacean, and she felt a blush form along her cheeks as the orca was leaning back, her maleness and femsex on full display, as well as the fact she'd mated recently, her femlips swollen and pink. The orca took a sip from a glass and then grinned at her "So, I've taken you into my home, revealed a few of my secrets... and now I want a simple question answered. Are you interested?"

The question had been coming for a while, and she rolled her tongue in her mouth a moment as she pondered an answer "In what position?" Stroking her maleness shamelessly, the orca grinned "Under me, Obviously... you apprentice as first mate to one of my commands... and if you prove yourself, you get a captaincy. You can say no... we blindfolded you on the way in, we'll blindfold you out, drop you off at a port somewhere with no more knowledge then the rumors..." The thought of a captaincy turned her mind completely about; she'd never imagined being offered such. But she had the skills, she knew it, and if she could gain the orca's confidence... Glancing at the table before her, she pondered the other captains... they'd all worn collars like the dolphins, albeit without words on them. They were almost certainly former member of her harem, and that meant she'd be expected to wear a collar as well. But what they were doing was freedom so long as they gave a bit of justice to those who deserved it anyway; a pirates life with extra gifts, and also extra strings. The thought of getting to bed the orca, and especially the dolphins as well, was also quite tempting in and of itself. Looking back up at the ruler of this little kingdom, she pondered "May I have time to consider this?" The orca nodded "Of course... but while you ponder you will not leave the island, you will be considered a member of my harem, and will follow our laws. ". Her nod came quickly, and she didn't flinch as the male dolphin who she'd recently bedded came over and re-attached her leash. Gently pulling her up, he handed it to the orca, who grinned "Now, come with me..."

She followed, mind awash in conflicting thoughts and emotions on whether to accept the offer. The thoughts didn't let go of their hold until she realized she was in a large cavern abutting the ocean, likely bored out by the tides. The cavern was mostly dark, but what she could make out of the walls showed the same carvings as the front, of countless cetaceans engaged in lusty acts, the decorations covering the walls and domed ceiling. And sitting in the middle, lit by torches, was an altar the size of two beds placed next to each other... it was what on it that made her eyes grow wide, however.

Wings splayed back, the Drorca was lying atop it, a blindfold on his broad face and his feet and hands bound at the corners with fine leather bindings. He was naked, his muscular physique on full display as it mixed scales and smooth skin. And currently bouncing atop his massive male pillar was the female dolphin from earlier, Finna, her belly showing a faint bump as his massive girth moved in and out of her wet, eager entry.

Even with the recent bout with her brother, Finna's presence immediately brought her draconic arousal to full erection, ridges on it throbbing as she glanced to find Naketa, as well, was fully erect and moist in her nethers. Glancing at the orca, she murred softly "What's next?" Turning her head to eye the fellow herm, her possible future admiral grinned "I give you a proper introduction to my Family..."

Her tongue flicked across her snout a moment in a mixture of nerves combined with anticipation, and she nodded slowly, her gaze turning back to the scene in the center of the room. The Drorca's maleness was massive, not so much long as thick, with ridges on it similar to hers, and beneath a heavy scaled sac holding what looked like two ripe coconuts. At this point, his endowment was sheened with the dolphin woman's moisture, her sex visibly clamping down and squeezing on him with each impalement as the woman arched her back with beak open, eyes closed as she appeared close to her edge.

She was unsure whether to curse the sex-infected mana in this place or thank it, that so soon after the pleasure in the waterfall she was already swollen with arousal, her breath growing faster in her chest as the orca came over and stroked a hand along her back, chittering "The male is named Koral-Rath... He is my bodyguard and mate, a follower of traditions centuries old. You already know Finna... being a fertility priestess means this is how she communes and thanks her patrons. We will see if I allow you to touch her. " Nodding in agreement and hoping that she could in fact earn that pleasure, her head quickly turned as a dull moan echoed from the altar, signaling the two lovers finale.

The drorca was the first to climax, thrusting up deeply into his partner and giving a dull roar as his balls visibly pulled up and his member swelled, firing his seed into the lustful woman atop him. Her pleasured triggered only moments later, her belly swelling with his thick gift as she shuddered and groaned, her hands pinching her nipples as her back arched and mouth gaped. Neither showed a hint of shame as they coupled for their audience, the thick, wet sounds of their completion filling the room as they slowly calmed down, his seed dribbling from her sex as she crooned happily.

She could feel the orcas erect maleness rubbing at her back, but unsure what she wanted more... to simply bend over as she had so many times in the cabin on the herm's boat, or to spin around and trying burying her own staff in the other herm's sex. The decision was made for her as she was tugged forward on her leash, making her nipples pull out pleasurably as they approached the altar where the two lovers still laid. Stopping at the edge of the Altar, she had to dig her claws into the ground to keep from simply jumping the female dolphin and having her way with her; this close, the effect was almost maddening in intensity.

Smiling at her husband, the fertility priestess kissed the orca, then slowly slid off the thick member impaling her. It was even thicker up close, bearing firm ridges along the underside and a cockhead shaped like a spade, the entire length seemingly retractable like a feral orcas into a slit above the heavy orbs accompanying it. As soon as the phin woman had pulled herself free of the drorca's thick sword, she was kneeling, and her mistress was pushing her head down onto her maleness, making her throat the fat girth with a lustful murr.

Pointing at the drorca's girth, the other hurm chittered "Lick him clean..." and let go of the chain lead, allowing her freedom to move. Glancing back a moment at the herm and her lusty wife, she huffed, wanting nothing more then to mount the dolphin right now. But she knew she had to earn that... and the smell coming from the drorca was effecting her, making her arousal even more acute. Reluctantly at first, then with a bit more enthusiasm, she knelt between his legs and began licking clean all the seed and nectar from the fat shaft of the big male.

It took only a few moments for her to realize the orca had, intentionally or not, set a trap for her. Mixed in with the drorca's seed was the nectar of the dolphin woman, and some of the effect of her 'gift' was imbedded within it. Her slow, cautious licks gradually turned into long, sucking strokes and finally progressed to her bobbing and sucking on him like tavern whore, her body craving that taste and scent of the woman who'd minutes ago been riding his thickness. Even if she'd wanted to, she couldn't stop herself from all but worshipping the groaning male's pride until she'd gotten every drop she could, leaving him throbbing hard once again.

Panting in desire, a low churr to her left drew her attention back to the other couple. Finna was visibly swallowing as the orca fed her a load of her own spume, the girlphins eyes closed in bliss as she gulped down her husbands seed. The orca pulled out at the last moment, spattering seed onto her wife's breasts and drawing a happy croon from the kneeling woman, who rubbed the essence into her bouncing breast flesh as though it was Ambrosia. As soon as she'd finished climaxing, the Orca churred something, and the woman pouted but nodded, and then blew a kiss at them both before walking out of the room, swaying her hips in a way that could draw eyes from across a dock.

The orca grinned at her and winked, churring "She is such a treasure... She'll be back soon enough, along with her brother. For now, you and I should reward my husband and bodyguard for such a show..." Body tingling in desire, unsure what the 'reward' would be, she nodded and mmm'ed, eyeing the maleness jutting up in front of her like a jetty pylon "He's... gifted..." A laugh from the orca made her blush "That he is... in tongue as well. For now though... get atop him. I want you to feel him yourself. " She gulped a moment as her eyes turned back to the shaft in front of her, a tiny bead of pre formed at the tip. It was close to the biggest male she'd ever had, and would definitely stretch her. But at the moment her body was screaming for exactly that, a combination of the fertility mana and Finna's taste on her tongue giving her courage and desire enough to try. Climbing atop him, she carefully guided herself so his spade-shaped tip was rubbing against her lips, her nectar dribbling onto the girth of the bound male.

Inhaling deeply, and managing to make the desire even stronger, she slowly pushed down, her eyes opening wide as a gasp escaped her and he slid in. He felt even bigger in her then looked, his speartip sheathing in her depths as those ridges along his underside stroking within her walls. Breath in her throat and body shivering, she kept slowly sliding down, her own maleness throbbing and dribbling pre in her arousal as she impaled herself on him, slowly managing to take almost three quarters of his length.

She'd thought she was at her limit, then gave a roar as his hips bucked up, forcing the last few inches into her and making her dig her claws into the altar, her back arching as she screamed and moaned at the same time from feeling so full. Turning her head to look behind her, she could see his hilt rubbing at her splayed lips, his balls resting against her rumpcheeks. A mixture of triumph, arousal, and amazement shuddered through her as she realized she'd taken all of him, starting to roll her hips and slide a few inches in and out of her, her tits bouncing as she groaned out how large he was.

At the sound of an amused murr in front of her, she looked up from concentrating on her being penetrated to see the herm orca was atop his face, his tongue hungrily devouring her sex as she chittered and watched, playing with her breasts. "Oh yes... I was worried the first time as well, now he fills me almost every night, and Finna too. I've met stallions with less to offer. " Gasping a moment at a thrust into her from the bound male, she nodded and kept thrusting back at him, giving long moans with each wet, sucking sound of their rutting. The other herm, for now, had her maleness retracted, and was enjoying the talents of his mouth and tongue, her body bouncing atop his face as she crooned to him.

It took a few minutes for her to work out a good rhythm with the thick male in her, but once she did the experience was electric, her body shuddering in pleasure with each thrust. With her sex so stretched, the junction of her sex and maleness was under constant stimulation, driving her to thrust back at him with her claws stuck in the altar for leverage, her tits bouncing with each time their crotches met. Smaller orgasms were blossoming in her body, slowly growing stronger towards one she knew would likely make her nearly faint.

With her eyes closed in concentration, however, she was unaware of the happenings around her. Her first indication things had changed was a familiar pair of hands gripping her breasts from behind and stroking them, followed by a playful chitter "Hello Again... I think it's time we properly showed you some of the benefits of being here with us. " Mind drunk on pleasure, she'd only started to open her eyes when the same maleness she'd had in the waterfall pressed itself up under her tail, and found her second opening. Her eyes shot open just in time for it to press it's lubricated, conical length into her rear entry, her back arching as she roared in a mix of pain and pleasure.

Looking back as she lost her rhythm, she could see the same dolphin as before burying himself into her, his shaft almost fully hilted under her tail. Whatever lubricant he was using was making any discomfort very little, instead it was stimulating her, making her maleness throbbing hard and dribbling pre as he pressed against her inner male G-spot. A look forward revealed it was not the herm orca, but now Finna who was bouncing atop the big drorca's maw. Her final question was answered as her snout was pulled over to the tip of the herm orca's thick shaft, standing beside her. She did not require a command, the combination of the scents, the fertility priestess's presence, and her own arousal making her compliant as she sucked the thick whaleshaft into her maw, starting to gulp it into her snout. In all her years at sea, she'd never imagined being in the middle of a cetacean gangbang, but here she was, and not only getting through it but enjoying it. The dolphin and the drorca were able to re-establish their rhythm, wet sucking noises coming from their dual mounting of her as her body shuddered in ecstasy and stimulus. Her throat soon met and then allowed the passage of the orcas girth, sucking on it with all the eagerness she'd shown on her ship. It wasn't long before her orgasms began again, each one sending lightning blossoming through her body as it worked towards one she knew would have her seeing stars.

She rapidly lost track of time as they all worked her body, showing lust but also care in not harming her. Her nectar soon coated the big drorca's endowment, her pre forming a pool on his belly as she worked his maleness within her depths, the intensity of the pleasure growing with each thrust within her. The dolphin in her tail knew exactly what he was doing, working against her inner male secret in her backside as he played with her nipples, making them tingle in arousal. The herm orca alternated filling her snout with hardened shaft and making her suck on her femsex, her body tensing as she approached her precipice.

The drorca was the first to unleash himself, his roar smothered into the dolphin woman's wet snatch as he bucked his hips and fired a volley of essence within her depths. Her body shuddered as that triggered the explosion of her own pent up climax, her entire form seeming to spasm tense like a single muscle as she milked at his shaft and the one under her tail, the dolphin flooding her with his own spunk as she gripped him tightly in her backside. The Pirate Queen was the last to go, flooding her maw with thick orca spunk and then pulling back to spray onto her bosom, the splash of the other herm's spume mingling with her own seed as it sprayed onto the drorca's belly.

It took several gasping, shuddering moments for her to be able to see again, her vision dark with splashes of light for several breaths at the intensity of her climax. When she finally was able to see again, her vision was taken up by the smiling face of a hybrid dolphin woman, her mind knowing it should know the cetaceans name but unable to locate it. Giggling and making her heavy chest bounce, the woman slid a hand along her snout that made it tingle, her head lifting up as she purred softly, the feeling of that touch comforting as a mother's is to her whelp. She could feel a maleness in her sex and in her ass, both slowly pulling out, drawing groans from her. Almost in the distance, she heard a soft woman's voice ask about keeping her, followed by a deeper voice saying it was her choice. Her attempts to think, however, were interrupted as a mouth found hers and kissed her, her tongue sliding against that of someone with a beak and teeth, a dolphin. The kiss made her entire body tingle like she'd done a good stretch, her energy suddenly renewed as her maleness became firm again under her, both her holes no longer stretched but tight as before. Her eyes snapped open to find it was the girlphin kissing her, the woman holding it for several seconds before breaking it and giggling "Oh, don't you fall asleep just yet... we have so much to show you..."

The rest of the night was spent coupling in every combination she could think of, and several new combinations, with everyone in the room. She mounted the dolphin who'd taken her tailhole, "Calafin", as well as Naketa. She was mounted by all of them, included the unbound drorca Koral-rath, and been allowed to engage in woman on woman pleasure with Finna . It had been nearly the break of dawn when they were finally exhausted, her last memory of the night a lustful 69 with the dolphin woman as the big drorca had plowed her sex, her final orgasm making her black out.

Awaking the next morning, she found her body cleaned and lightly perfumed, even her hair done nicely but left hanging loose. A note next to her stated simply "Follow The Gryphons". There were no clothes for her, nor did she feel a need for them, but the golden leash was still attached. Fondling it, she was reminded of the giant male hybrid holding it and thrusting into her maw, his balls slapping at her chin as she orgasmed again and again. Blinking, she dropped the leash, deciding that last night was something to discuss later on.

Her curiosity piqued by the note, she looked, and found carvings of gryphons etched into the stone above her bedchambers, leading out into the caves. Following them, she soon found a long, spiraling staircase going up higher into the caves. Making a snap decision, she followed it, her pace picking up as the scent of fresh sea-blown air became stronger. When she finally emerged, it took a few moments for her eyes to adjust to the first sunlight they'd seen in a while.

She was standing on a balcony that looked out over the edge of the dead volcanos rim, easily 5 or 6 times higher then the tallest ships crows nest. Inhaling the air, she flexed her wings, glorying in the feel of the wing across them. A loud clink and grunt spun her around, and she stepped back against the balcony wall at what she saw, taking it in.

Along the edge of the rim were set pairs of cannons, ten pairs total as she took a moment to count them. Gryphons and Birds of Prey were manning them, their hawks eyes letting them see out further then any ship could hope to. The cannons were strange, as well. The inside of the barrel had a spiraled groove, something she'd never seen before, and the cannon 'balls' next to them were shaped more like an egg that came to a point, and a large cap on the bottom of the shell. She also did not see any bags of gunpowder, simply more of the caps from the bottom of them, each half as big around as a bucket. The cannons were unusually thick, both in the width of their barrels and their cast, and seemed to be on a circular platform, resting stop hard steel balls. She hadn't realized one of the gryphons was in her field of view until he coughed softly and laughed "Much as I enjoy the compliment, Lass, I've a wife and 5 gryphlets at home, and while you're very pretty, you're not that pretty. " Taking a moment to realize what he was saying, she blushed and nodded, turning her gaze around and walking further along the balcony. Looking at the horizon and thinking back on her gunners lessons, she quickly realized while this 'town' might be small, between 20 cannon and the height and vision advantage, they could likely sink any vessel before it even realized they were under attack.

She was unsure what the changes done to the cannons here would do, but if they could rotate on those platforms, it was better then having a flotilla of ships as guardians. Glancing down, she could see a sunken ship under the clear water, and small forms darting from it back to the edge of the volcanos rim and then back. After focusing, she realized they were aquatics, mostly dolphins and orcas, and the ship was under repair. A hole had been caved in one side, but it was already half rebuilt, and judging by how many figures there were, it wouldn't take long to sail again. This might be a utopia, she mused, but they weren't sheep and weren't afraid to defend it either.

Soft, happy cries brought her further along the balcony to a large parapet at the edge of the hole in the volcano wall, the balcony widening to be a good 40 feet in diameter. And sitting in the middle of it, in a pile of pillows, was Naketa herself, playing with her calves. The other captains were present as well, with their children, all of them playing without a concern in the world. To them, this was a good place, a safe place, where their parents loved them and let them enjoy life. The others from last nights orgy were there as well, The female dolphin holding two resting calves, no doubt hers and her husbands. The male dolphin was sitting next to a calf, teaching her something from a book with wide hand motions worthy of a bard. Even the drorca was there, a male calf sitting in his lap, listening to a story. Turning to look again at the horizon, she let herself ponder. This place was not paradise, but it was as close to it as she'd ever seen. Honor, respect, and love were aspirations here, and shame was a thing reserved for those with none. The sun was high enough in the sky to let her see leagues, and there was nothing but the clear waters and salty air of the sea. Did she want to continue living the freedom of a pirate, become a privateer under the orca she'd bedded the previous night, with this safe haven available to her, or return to a random port and simply enjoy the memories?

A happy cry made her glance back, one of the captains presenting his child with a gift, a small purple hat with a feather in it, almost identical to one of the more notorious captains on the seas favored garb. The child, ecstatic, began running around, showing it to everyone, innocent of the origin and meaning if they were ever on the sea with it. A smile flitted across her lips as she looked down into the waters again, seeing the broken ship being rebuilt. Softly, she began singing to herself "Yo ho, Yo Ho..."