Captain Solomon adjusted his hat in the harsh sea winds, and set his eye to the spyglass. There, off in the distance! That lazy spotter..."Ship ho!"...well, maybe lazy.
"Bring us about astern and prepare for action, lads!" The look in Solomon's eye turns to avarice as they catch up to the now fleeing ship. It's a passenger ship, and a pretty rich one by the looks of it! No arms to speak of, no apparent escort, and probably filled to the brim with nobles, and other high society types...and their loot, including Jirachi, a very young blonde passenger on this high class ship, giggles as she runs around the ship with her father, looking around at all the pretty jewels and gold coins, then moving on to subtly flirt with a man who works for the captain of the noble ship.
The atmosphere aboard the pirate ship is tense and the air is full of nervous energy, the crew silent amidst the wind, the waves, and the creaking of the ship. While their target is no doubt suspicious by now, they have not yet made full sail. Swords are drawn, ropes and cannons prepared, boarding hooks ready. With a nod from Captain Solomon, the call goes up.
"Attack! Raise the skull and bones and release ballast! All men at the ready!" The young girl is almost instantly pushed into the captains' quarters as men scream, metal hits metal and cannons fire, the ship swaying and tossing as she takes a peek out a crack in the door in time to see a leather-clad man rush towards the door. With his men at his side, the Captain leaps to the other ship, rapier drawn, stabbing and parrying, weaving through the foes, who put up little but a token resistance. The obvious weaklings, the women and children are sequestered, and the few fighters are quickly outnumbered and put to the sword.
A victorious yell goes up, and the crew split up to search the ship for treasure and any that might be hiding away. The captain kicks open the door to the captain's quarters, prepared to face any foes lurking inside, rapier at the ready.
"What ho! En garde! Draw your weapons!"
"D-D-D-Da-addy?" A small voice squeaks as she looks up briefly, then squeaks and huddles down again in the corner behind the door. "What's this? A little girl?" He sweeps through the room; mentally logging all the items of value to make sure no crew member tries to hide anything away later, and then returns to the door, which he pushes shut, leaving the young female nowhere to hide.
"Hah! Hello there, little thing. Aren't you a pretty one?" She pushes herself closer to the wall, slightly away from the tall captain, staring in confusion.
"W-Who are you? W-W-What happened to D-D-Daddy...?" Solomon sheathes his sword and looks down at the young thing, a grin on his grizzled face. "Why, I'm the dreaded and feared Captain Solomon, of course! And as for your father, that all depends on whether he put up a fight or not. If he did, then he'll be floating in the ocean by now. If not, the brig, most likely." A terrified whine exits Jirachi's mouth as tears well in her big bright blue eyes upon hearing this news "Please don't kill me... I just want my Daddy..."
He chuckles heartily. "Worry not, my dear. We don't kill little girls; we have other uses for them!" Opening the door and leaning out to yell orders to a few men outside; "Sack the ship! Take the valuables and the prisoners, and check if the ship itself is worth crewing. I'll deal with what's in here." He closes the door once again, and flips the latch "Why don't I get you started, you little dear?"
"W-W-W-What are you gonna do to me..." She scoots backwards along the wall on her butt getting away from the lecherous grin on his face.
"Nothing you won't soon be used to, I'm sure!" He advances on the young girl, edging closer, and then pounces, grabbing her about the waist with one arm and lifting her up and over his shoulder. He carries her effortlessly across the room in a few short strides and throws her body onto the large, soft bed that the captain used to own. He leaps up on top of her, and, drawing a smaller knife from his belt, drawing it down the pretty dress, slashing it down the middle, ripping through dress and underclothes, and even scratching her pale skin a little. He frowns at this, but tear away the remnants of the clothing and throw them aside, leaving her stark naked.
"Now, I didn't mean to hurt you there. That's no good at all. Can't be cutting that lovely skin of yours." The knife is sheathed as he licks his lips lasciviously while Jirachi whines loudly. "W-W-W...What are you doing..." She quickly wraps her delicate arms around her own breasts and closes her legs tightly. "Why...?"
"You're a child, so you like to have fun, no? Well, this is how adults have fun. Soon, you'll be all grown up too!" He grabs her wrists with one hand and pulls her arms away, pinning them by her sides. Using his knees, he forces her legs apart, and looks down at her hungrily. "Yes, you look like a lot of fun."
"I-I don't wanna grow up... You're scaring me..." She starts to wriggle around, trying to sit up. He sighs and shakes his head in mock sadness.
"Well, I'm afraid the world is a frightening place. And if you made it this far before getting scared, then you're braver than most." He unbuckles his belt and pushes the trousers down, leaning all his weight on her as he does. Hot breath rasps in her ear, and his hands seem to be all over her exposed body, pinching, grabbing, squeezing. With a grunt, he grasps himself and positions it at the virgin entrance in front of him, licking his lips again and watching himself, before thrusting home, piercing through flesh like his rapier had done to others just moments earlier.
She tenses up, whimpering and bucking out as her hands grips the bed sheets tightly, blood coating the head and dripping its way down the shaft as she screams out, one that echoes throughout the ship. For the next few moments, the sounds outside pause, before a nearby voice yells out "Looks like the cap'n found himself another girl-child!", and the pirates outside roar with laughter. The captain smiles to himself and tips his hat slightly to his own reputation, but doesn't cease the thrusting.
One hand snakes around her waist and pulls her against him in time with his fierce impacts, and the open hand grips her neck loosely, just lightly enough not to be choking, but just strong enough to require a conscious effort to breathe.
"Please... I'll be quiet... Please stop it..." Her struggles die down slowly, though she does push against his chest hard, a tear running down her cheeks, admitting defeat, only for a short while though. Solomon laughs, but his hand keeps its soft hold around her neck. "Oh, don't quiet down now! We're having such fun, no?" He punctuates each sentence with another forceful push into her. "Why, I prefer it when you cry and kick and scream and struggle! Makes it a whole lot more fun! So go on, make a racket, kick up a fuss, try and get away. It's never worked before, except worked to make me even harder!" He lifts Jirachi up now, sitting cross legged with her on top, and he puts his hands under her shoulders, bouncing her up and down and admiring the way her barely-breasts jiggle and bounce, and her smooth pale skin, meanwhile Jirachi pushes her legs against his chest, which pushes her off his lap and the bed, falling onto the hardwood with a thwump, before she starts to crawl to the cabin door. He laughs uproariously at this and jumps up.
"Careful, you'll get a splinter!" Two paces and he leans down to snatch her up, legs dripping drops of your blood on the wood as he goes.
"Now, now, what made you think I was being serious, hmm?" He clamps his hands around Jirachi's arms this time, lifting her up by them, and throwing her up against the wooden wall, knocking a few things off a nearby cupboard as he does so. Kneeing her soft legs aside, he enters her again, thrusting her up against the wall and laughing with glee. "Ahh, good idea! This is always a nice position!" Jirachi screams out again, squirming roughly, making his thrusts awkward and out of time.
"Please! Please stop it! It's too big!" Captain Solomon laughs again.
"Not at all, darling! If it was too big, then it'd be painful, but it's far from that!" He pulls out of her and drops her to the floor, then grapples with her again, wrestling Jirachi into a doggy position. Pushing into her from this angle and using one hand to hold her down by the shoulders, it is easy to keep rhythm and control.
"Ah-hah, I'm nearly there!" Closing his eyes and concentrating on his own rhythm, with one hand on her butt to guide his pounding and the other gripping the flesh of her shoulder painfully, holding her down, despite Jirachi attempt at crawling towards the door again with slow, small and subtle movements. "
Please Mister. It hurts... I want you to stop it already..." He holds her in place with both hands and thrusts faster; drawing to a climax.
"It'll b-be over soon, trust me. For a w-while at least." His eyes flicker as he pushes home one last time, cumming deep into her, filling her insides with his seed. A loud moan escapes his lips and he lean over her, shoving himself deeply into her and pushing her against the ground, panting loudly. A few moments pass, before he draw out, twitching slightly with the aftershocks.
"See, now? That's wasn't so bad..."He cleans himself off with a bit of the ex-captain's linen, and then fetches up his pants, belt, and weapons again. "Now, it's a good thing you didn't think to grab a hold of these, eh? Someone might have gotten hurt!" He laughs again. "But no matter. I think you'll do just fine as my personal toy, for the next few weeks."
"I don't want to... Please let me go... You're mean and scary… It's not fair!" She whines and starts crying softly. Solomon nods and fixes his hat
"It sure ain't. That's the facts of life, I'm afraid. But think of it like this; you'll see the high seas like no other child will, free from your parents and your rules. You'll have to do what I want, but that'll be scarce little, and you'll be protected from the rest of me crew. And when I'm done with you, well, you might just find yourself in some lovely little coastal town!"