This chapter is where the smut begins. Dub-con, dom/sub, orgasm delay/denial. You've been warned.

The only other note I'll add is that I'm giving Hook a better cabin than he has in the show. That shit is just not big enough for what I have planned for these two. Imagine something more like Captain Shakespeare's cabin in Stardust.

Chapter 2:

Sold

Emma fought as hard as she could. The last year of her life had been an endless struggle. To live, to be free. She was forced into a red dress, like the ones she had once worn long ago, and chained to a bed in a grand cabin housed at the back of a pirate ship.

She had heard of this pirate, this Captain Hook. He was said to be one of the most dangerous men alive and she believed it. Emma had always been good at reading people. She could see it in his eyes. He would try to break her. He would fail. She was the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming, the product of True Love, and the princess of the Enchanted Forest. An infamous rake was not enough to overwhelm her, in any way.

The room was dark except for the warm glow of a lamp in the corner. Her hands were secured by long chains that allowed her movement, but not freedom. She sat up, leaning her back against the headboard, and waited for her new master to arrive.

When the door swung open Emma felt her breathing hitch. She didn't want to be afraid, but even she had to admit that he looked rather imposing in the flickering lamplight.

"Bloody hell." he said, taking her in, "You look..."

She didn't speak. She had nothing to say to him.

The captain stalked towards her, his striking blue eyes piercing through the darkness. Licking his lips lasciviously he said, "You look ravishing, your highness."

"What do you want me for?" Emma bit out tightly. She wasn't in the mood for games.

He smirked and took a sip from his flask, "You know exactly what I bloody want you for."

At that her stomach dropped. She was afraid despite herself. She had never been with a man and she had heard all the stories. Gulping hard she asked him, "Will you... will you be gentle."

"No." he replied.

Her expression grew hard, "I'll never be taken willingly."

Hook laughed, "We'll see about that."

Emma huffed, her anger boiling over, "So, that's it then? I'm to give myself to you every night until you're done with me?"

"Every night," he shrugged, "every morning, every evening. Perhaps I'll fuck you every day at noon and then have you suck my cock while I eat my supper." His eyes glitter mischievously making her more frustrated.

She sneered, "What exactly will my duties be on this ship, Hook."

"My ship." he corrected, "This is mine. The crew is mine. You are mine. Every inch of your flesh belongs to me now." He took another hard pull on his flask, "I am on a quest to find buried treasure. That is all you need to know. We'll be setting a course to a far off land at sunrise and the journey will take six months."

"Six months?!" she nearly shrieked, "Six months at sea?!"

"Now you see why I bought you. We will make landfall to resupply but there are no major ports between here and our destination. That means no brothels." The captain wandered over to look over the maps covering his large desk as he continued to speak, "A man like me needs... companionship." he leered, "My appetite is rather ravenous, you see, and my own hand simply won't do."

Emma shifted uncomfortably on the bed. He was eyeing her. Groping her body with his gaze. She felt bare despite her ornate dress and it made her shiver.

Hook spoke again, this time he slurred his words slightly, revealing his inebriation, "Your job will be to do as I say. I am not just your captain, I am your master. You will obey me in all things. If I tell you to get on your knees and suck my cock while I sail the ship you will do it. If I tell you to bend over the starboard side and take every inch of me until I fill you with my seed you will do that as well. You will warm my bed at night and keep my fire tended until morning. You will dine with me when I take dinner in my cabin and do anything else that I require of you. If you serve me to my satisfaction I will allow you to feel pleasure."

Emma balked, "You could never make me feel pleasure. You disgust me."

Hook grinned as if her rebellion actually made him happy. "I'll make a deal with you, princess. If you are a good slave - if you you are obedient and submissive to me in every way - at the end of this journey I will take you home."

She couldn't help but scoff, "I'll be ruined!"

"Aye, you will. I'll make sure of that. I'll tell the whole world what I did to you and no respectable man will ever touch you again. But you'll be alive, and you'll have enjoyed pleasure the likes of which few women experience in their lifetimes."

"Well, you certainly think mighty highly of yourself." Emma grumbled in response.

At that Hook's eyes seemed to come alive. He slid his long coat from his shoulders and eased himself onto the bed. Emma forced herself not to shrink away. She refused to show weakness to this man. He reached for her face and held her firmly so that she was looking into his eyes. Speaking almost softly he said, "I don't expect you to ever care for me, but mark my words, love, before this is over you will beg for my cock like a wanton little whore."

Emma felt her face drain of color at his dark promise. He ran his thumb over her trembling lips until she finally replied in as firm a voice as she could, "I don't beg-"

"You will beg me to fuck you, princess. You will beg me to allow you to come. You will beg me for mercy when your body has had enough and, if you are a good lass, I will give it to you."

"And if I'm not a good lass?" she asked, fearful of the answer.

He smiled, "Then you will be punished. But don't worry." he assured her and leaned in to whisper wickedly in her ear, "You'll learn to enjoy that as well."

Emma closed her eyes, trying to think. She was a princess. Royalty. Could she truly be subservient to a dirty pirate? Could she willingly give up her freedom and virtue to such an awful human being? This murderer, this thief, was her only chance at getting back home. Emma thought of her mother and father. They were most likely worried sick. She considered her own safety. Yes, this man would surely do unspeakable things to her, but she was his property now, and she doubted the infamous Captain Hook would ever let anyone harm his property. He would ruin her, but he would keep her safe. Of that much she was certain.

"You'll really take me home?"

The pirate surprised her by taking her hand in his. "I swear on my life, your highness. I will give you your freedom," he looked into her eyes as he placed a kiss on her knuckles, "all you have to do is earn it."

"And you won't hurt me?" she asked, still unsure.

At that he smirked, "Well, I make no promises. I do have a Hook for a hand." he winked, and she turned away to hide her smile. When she looked back he was unbuttoning his vest.

"N-now?!" she stuttered, afraid again. When his black shirt was removed he took a key and released her from her shackles. Emma tried not to stare at the manly black hair that covered his scarred chest. She had never seen such a thing.

The captain didn't answer. He simply extended a hand and helped her off the bed. Then he began to remove her dress.

Emma trembled as he took his time with the laces. She imagined what it would be like and the images that followed frightened her. "Will it hurt?" she asked as her red dress fell to the floor.

She felt his hands grip her waist through her corset as he answered, "At first." Emma jumped. His lips were at her neck, brushing against the sensitive skin just above her shoulder.

He seemed to notice her stiffen. "Have you ever been touched here, princess?"

She swallowed her fear and answered, "Yes."

"Yes, captain." he corrected.

"Yes, captain." she complied. Her mind was made up. She would be a good slave. She would play her part, and when the time came he would reward her with her freedom. Thinking of her parents sorrow at the loss of their only daughter Emma knew that no matter what this man put her through it would be worth it in the end. He began to unlace her corset and she held her breath.

"Breathe, princess." he murmured into her ear, "You have to breathe." Emma exhaled just as her corset joined her dress and his rough, calloused hands found the soft warmth of her breasts. "Has anyone ever touched you like this?"

She forced herself to breathe evenly, as he'd said, determined to follow every command to the letter. "Yes, captain."

He kissed her neck softly with almost humble lips, "And how about... this?"

Emma jerked away when his hand slipped beneath her skirt and grabbed her between her legs. "No!" she cried out, struggling in his arms.

"What's that?" he barked harshly and she realized her mistake.

Meekly Emma said, "No, captain. No one has touched me there."

He chuckled, straightening her up, "Good." Without warning he threw her onto the bed and pounced on top of her. She tried not to resist but the urge was too strong despite the strange warmth gathering between her legs. He roughly pried her legs apart and pulled her to him. She gasped when he ripped her skirt into pieces with his hook leaving her completely naked in the warm lamplight.

He pulled back, sliding his hands up her smooth legs and to her bare mound. "Please!" she cried, just before he reached her most private place. He gave her a devilish grin and touched his thumb to the sensitive nub at the apex of her thighs, gently rubbing circles around it. Emma bit her lip. She had agreed to succumb to him, but she would not give him the satisfaction of giving her pleasure.

Hook laughed, "Don't be shy, darling. Tell me how it makes you feel." She shook her head stubbornly and focussed on keeping her breath from stuttering. This seemed to make him angry as his movements turned harsh sending lightening bolts to her core. She whimpered uncontrollably and he smiled like a predator while holding her tightly with one arm so she couldn't get away.

Emma was trying not to enjoy it, but something was happening between her thighs. It was a new sensation. She felt hot and empty, like there was a place deep inside of her that longed to be touched. Frightened by her own cravings she said hatefully, "I will never succumb to you. I will do as you say but my body will never be yours."

He laughed and crawled on top of her while quickening his ministrations. His free arm moved to wrapped her neck so that her head was trapped in the crook of his elbow.

When he kissed her she tried to push him away. His insistent tongue demanded entry that she wouldn't allow as his fingers ran through her folds. "Kiss me!" he demanded, but she refused. He growled and forced his lips on hers again just as he entered her with a strong finger. She cried out at the intrusion. She knew it was just a finger but it felt enormous to her innocent sex. She felt him attempt to force a second finger inside. "No, please ,captain!"

"You disobeyed me. As your punishment I will fuck you with two fingers instead of one." she whimpered as he twisted the first finger, trying to loosen her, "You're lucky I don't spank your arse until it's raw." Emma was trying not to listen to the silky lilt of his accent or revel in the sting his stubbled chin had left on hers, but something was happening to her. She could feel moisture between her thighs and a pulsing deep within. When his second finger entered her she moaned despite herself and a flush crawled up her entire body. When she opened her eyes, Hook was smiling ear to ear. "Now, love, you do want to go home, don't you." Emma nodded. "Good. Then you must not disobey me, aye?" She nodded again. "Listen to me very carefully. What I do next will cause your body to climb to the top of a mountain, but you are not allowed to fall. Do you understand? If you do as I say I will only fuck you once tonight, but if you come before I allow it I will fuck your virgin pussy all night and you won't be able to walk for a week."

Emma was afraid, but she also wanted his fingers to move. Something in her was awakening, something bold and new that wanted to be fucked until sunrise. Emma nodded her compliance and he smiled.

"Good lass. Now, don't forget to breathe." He then began to rub at her inner walls with a come hither motion that made her whimper. He went faster, causing her to moan as flashes of white filled her eyes. Her body was writhing beneath him. He bit at her shoulder and sucked marks onto her neck. "You bloody love this, don't you princess?" he hissed in her ear, "You want to come on my fingers, don't you? You want to fall apart like a filthy whore." Emma didn't say a word even as her walls fluttered around him. He laughed and began pumping into her with hooked fingers at a maddening pace. She keened loudly making him curse out of glee. "I'm going to fuck you on every inch of this ship. I'm not sure I'll ever tire of you. I want you with me at all times so that I can have my way with you whenever I wish. Is that understood?"

"Yes, captain!" Emma cried desperately, for his words no longer disgusted her. They excited her. She wanted to feel his cock inside of her. She wanted to let her body come apart. "Please," whimpered, shame breaking her soft voice, "Please, captain, can I... can I... please, let me..."

"Let you what, darling? Speak up!"

Emma sobbed as he fucked her harder, "Please, can I come?"

"Not yet." he said harshly and managed to remove his pants in just a few seconds. Her eyes widened at the sight of his hard cock. It was very large. She made a frightened sound as he lined himself up. "Shhh.." he hushed, "Don't be afraid. This will be tight but you're soaking wet. I swear, you won't be harmed. Now, kiss me." he commanded once more.

This time, Emma obeyed. Her lips met his in a furious dance that left her hopelessly breathless. There was so much passion in his kiss. It was like he was trying to devour her. As he entered her slowly, she moaned into his mouth. When he was fully seated within her he pulled back. She looked up at him with stuttering breaths as she struggled to take it all. His blue eyes were striking, his features disturbingly handsome. He was beautiful, and in that moment she saw something behind his gaze. It was a kindness that had not been there before.

In an instant it was gone and he was thrusting into her. Slowly at first, but soon hard and deep making her moan as the head of his cock hit the spot his fingers had just been stimulating. She was seeing stars again. The feeling was building in her core once more. Her walls began to flutter around him. "Please, captain!"

"Not yet!"

Emma sobbed, fully at his mercy, "Please, I'm begging you, I'll do anything!"

"You will be obedient?"

"Yes!"

"You will service my cock whenever you're told?"

"Yes, please! I can't stop it! I'm coming, please don't punish me!"

"Come for me!" he ordered, but she was already falling. Her body shook with pleasure as the waves crashed over her. She screamed as he fucked her through it, surely loud enough for the whole crew to hear. "Tell them! Tell them who your master is or I'll stop and never allow you to come again."

"Captain Hook!" she cried without a second thought, "Captain Hook is my master, I obey only him!"

He kissed her hard as he came inside her. Small sounds were escaping her. Tiny whimpers and moans that betrayed her euphoric state. She kissed him back, their lips lazily meeting until he finally stopped and said with his forehead to hers, "Speak to me. Let me hear your voice."

She did as she was told, just as she had promised to do, "My name is Emma."

Hook looked at her for a moment, then surprised her by rolling off of her and pulling her limp body to his. She wanted to resist, but there was also a small part of her that enjoyed the feeling of his soft chest hair against her bare back. He nuzzled into the back of her neck and placed soft kisses there. "Sleep." he said, "That's a command."

Emma drifted off eventually, her mind blank from exhaustion. She thought about her seaside home. It was only a year away, but she found herself looking forward to a year with the captain, and while she abhorred him in every way, she also longed to feel him side her again.

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