"I've never had a Princess before. I much look forward to ruining you for any other man."

I stood in shocked silence as the Captain gripped my chin with a tight grip, leaning down so his mouth was just level with my own. I felt my breath hitch in the back of my throat, as his dark eyes seemed to captivate my own.

"Princesses always look so, tempting. I can't wait to ravish you," the Captain whispered to me as his eyes scanned over my face, focusing on my lips for an extra second. "Now there are a few things you must know if you are going to be on this ship, which I assure you, you will be on this ship for a long time, so listen up. On this ship, you listen to the Captain. And since that happens to be me, you shall listen to everything I say and do whatever I say. You will address me as Captain or maybe even Hook if I give you permission. But the Captain controls everything on this ship, and since you are on this ship, I now control you. So be a good girl and turn around for me darling. That dress looks rather filthy and I think it would benefit us both for it to be on the floor," he smirked down at me while releasing my chin and moving to place one hand on my waist. I attempted to open my mouth and respond to his request but didn't seem to be able to find my voice and stood silent. He took it upon himself to lightly push against my waist and turned me so I was facing the door.

"I always hate fancy dresses. They have so many buttons and it takes so much longer to get through. It's easier to just rip off dresses but I would assume you want something to wear in the morning so," Captain left off as his hands moved to the back of my dress so he could begin to unbutton the garment. My chest heaved as his hands moved lower, closer to the small of my back until the dress was completely undone. As he pushed the dress apart and down until it rested as a pool of fluffy purple fabric wrapped around my feet, my heartbeat picked up again, only going faster as I felt his lips press against my neck. "Does this feel good? Do you like feeling vulnerable for your Captain?" he whispered into my neck causing a light shiver to run down my spine. I felt him smirk as he noticed the small tremors and the light sigh that left my mouth. "Answer me sweetheart. Does this feel good? Do I make you feel good?" he growled, moving to nibble harshly on my ear as one of his hands tightly gripped my waist and the other moved up my front. His hand slowly trailed up my stomach, obviously trying to tease me into answering his question. As his mouth moved down my neck again, he found a particularly sensitive patch of skin near my collarbone.

"God you taste delicious. I can't wait to taste both of your lips," he again whispered against my skin. In the next second I felt my face go beet red as I realized I had accidently let an embarrassingly loud moan escape my lips. I felt the smirk on Captain's face widen as he heard the moan as well and he moved his hands to turn me back to face him before he began to back up towards the large wooden bed that I had previously not noticed in the corner. When the back of his knees hit the mattress on the bed he turned us both around and pushed me onto the bed. "Don't worry princess," he cooed as he noticed the bit of panic on my face, "I won't do anything to you. Not unless you like it. So I need you to tell me right now, do you like it when I touch you? Do you want me to touch you Princess?" he asked, the smirk on his face widened while he looked down at me. I must have been a sight seeing as his dark eyes grew darker at the sight of my most likely lustered body lying across the bed in only my underwear. He slowly leaned over me; bring his head just above me till his lips almost touched mine. "Answer me," he growled making another shiver run down my spine. I tried to open my mouth and respond but felt my throat go dry as I tried to say the word. I swallowed thickly and closed my eyes to gather my thoughts before opening my eyes back up and looking into Hook's eyes.

"Yes Captain."

"Well then sweetheart, let's get started."

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Warning: This story is about to change point of views from Ivory to Aurora. From here till the end the story is written in Aurora's point of view.

"Know what I think? I think that you need me. Look at you, practically writhing on my bed. Anyone else would say you were asking for it. Tied to my bed, you look delightful kitten. I could just eat you right now," the man stalking me like I was his prey growled as he slowly walked around the bed, as if he was finding better angle to stare at me from. From time to time he would stand still and cock his head to the side for a moment before continuing to walk. Still lying in only my underwear I felt a shiver run down my spine as I began to slightly tremble. It was cold in his room surely, but also I trembled in anticipation of what was to come. I had heard these stories before. A handsome pirate steals a girl and takes her to his cabin to ravish her for as long as he pleases. It wasn't an odd thing, the only odd elements were that I was a princess, and he wasn't exactly ravishing me.

"You see Kitten, I am a very patient man. Cruel, but patient. And I was taught by my parents to never touch a woman unless she asked, so I don't. I won't touch you until you ask me and considering where we are now, I'm sure I'll have my pretty princess begging in no time," the man said as he stopped to stand at the foot of the bed, his gaze slowly moving up my body.

"I don't even know your name sailor," I said, and I couldn't help the caustic tone that came with the remark. I had been tied down for long enough to be reaching a point where not only was I very irritable, but I was very frustrated, and not in a good way.

"Oh and she speaks! Good to know I didn't pick a mute to accompany me in the seas. That would be quite rude. But you are right; I guess I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Peter, Peter Pan," he replied, a smirk forming on his mouth as I finally spoke aloud to him, showing him I was capable of it.

"Well Mister Pan, I hate to inform you of this but, I don't beg," I said with a sly edge to my voice. I couldn't help but smile a fraction as Pan's smirk disappeared and instead a dark expression took over his face as he walked to stand beside my head. He leaned down so he was eye level with me and stared into my eyes, his heated gaze making my smile disappear.

"Oh darling, I promise to make you beg. You know what they say, Peter Pan never fails."