"Well that was fun." the red haired woman stated as she dressed herself.
"Your welcome" Camicazi stated, giving the woman a challenging look. There was a long silence while she finished dressing and made her way to the door.
"Thanks" she stated almost too quietly to be heard before she left.
I had spent the better part of my time, after she had finished with me, using my tongue to get the gag out of my mouth.
"Sooo ... what the hell was that." I asked.
"Oh please tell me you were old enough in your tribe to get 'the talk'. I just might feel guilty for capturing you if I have to explain sex to you." Camicazi stated.
"No I know about ... you know, could you throw me a blanket or something. I really don't like talking like ... this." I asked. Even though she had seen me naked and ... done other things to me while I was naked ... it was still awkward to talk to somebody with your pants around your ankles and bound to a bed.
Camicazi walked over to me and paused for a moment, just looking at me. After a moment she blinked a few times and then proceeded to unhook my bound hands from the bed frame.
Once my hands were free I quickly reached down and pulled up my pants. It was awkward trying to fit into my pants as, even after release, I remained hard.
"Okay so first thing, what did you poison me with?" I asked as Camicazi walked back over to her chair to sit down.
"I'd prefer to call it 'drugging' actually." Camicazi defended.
"Whatever!" I exclaimed.
"A little something to knock you out while I got you ready and a special herb that ... well ... I'm sure you can feel what it does." Camicazi answered, gesturing to my nether regions that would not calm down.
"Okay second, what was her name?" I asked.
"Why does that matter?" Camicazi asked.
"Well I just kinda hoped that when I got a girl pregnant I would know her name before it happened." I explained, fairly agitated.
"Rose." Camicazi replied.
"Is she crazy" I asked.
"What?" Camicazi asked, partly laughing.
"I can understand having fun with a prisoner but ... she wanted to get pregnant." I clarified.
"This is an island full of women, Gustav, piece it together. How do you think we keep our population up?" Camicazi answered.
"But ... why me?" I asked.
"Everyone wants to have a daughter at some point. I think you are underestimating yourself. We normally keep a few pirates as prisoners after we raid their ships or find a castaway on our shores. With a choice between old, bearded, and foul mouthed pirates, castaways that are nothing but skin and bones, and a cute sixteen year old dragon rider, who do you think is the preferred choice for a sex partner?" Camicazi rhetorically asked with a grin.
"Cute, huh." I highlighted as Camicazi rolled her eyes and groaned. There was a knock on the door.
"Not yet." Camicazi yelled. Not yet? Not yet for what? I gave Camicazi a quizzical glance. "You didn't think you were done yet, did you?" She mused.
"There are more?" I asked to which Camicazi nodded. "So ... your friends are out there or something?" I asked.
"Ha, gods no. One of the only perks of doing what I am doing is that I control who enters and in what order. Rose was not my friend. We are kind of ... rivals if not enemies." Camicazi stated as she was preparing tea. She walked over to me and handed me a mug. "You need to drink this." She commanded.
"No way. It's probably poisoned." I refused.
"Drugged." Camicazi corrected.
"I am not drinking that." I stated, adamantly.
"I never showed you the other ways we can torture people, did I?" Camicazi threatened. I took the mug. "Good boy. It's nothing bad anyways. It just helps you ... recharge" she stated ruffling my hair.
"If Rose is your rival and you control who enters then why wouldn't you just deny her from entering altogether." I asked as I sipped on the tea.
"I'm going to be chiefess one day and I can't afford to have any rivals. That is where you come in my little peace offering." Camicazi taunted.
"Right, I forgot you were a princess." I jabbed back.
"Alright, time to put that gag in!" Camicazi stated getting up from her chair.
"Come on. I'm sorry alright. What do you want to be called, heir?" I apologized.
"Heiress." Camicazi informed before sitting back down.
"So is it a privilege or a right of passage for the 'heiress' to watch everyone 'earn their baby'? If so that is a pretty weird tradition." I asked.
"Neither. Anyone can become a sentinel." She stated.
"Did you win a contest or something 'cause I imagine that was a pretty good show." I teased and saw her cheeks turn a light shade of red.
"More like drew the short straw. I have better things I could be doing than watching other girls ravage you but someone needs to protect you." She replied.
"Protect me from what, bedding to many women?" I joked.
"Yes, actually. Without a sentinel there would be no queue outside the door, no time to rest, and no one to stop them if one of them decides to take out their anger at all men on you." Camicazi stated.
"What is with that? A lot of the women in town looked at me like I slept with their daughters. Oh gods, is Rose's mother going to come after me now?" I asked.
Camicazi smiled and then answered "Maybe, but not because you slept with her daughter. There is a ... relatively new religion going around that the older generation have picked up recently. It basically blames men for all disease, bad harvests, bad storms, and failed pirate raids.".
"So just the older generation, huh. Sooo ... does that mean that ..." I started fumbling.
"Yes, you will not be bedding anyone past their mid twenties. Partly because of the religion but mostly because everyone is jumping at the chance to bed the dragon rider instead of just another pirate. There are more than enough young women that want a piece of you to fill out the roster." Camicazi stated. There was another, more inpatient, knock at the door. Camicazi walked over to me and took the mug back to the desk. She then grabbed my hands and rebound them back to the bed.
"Come in" Camicazi yelled and the door opened.
"Cami, your behind schedule quite a bit. We have been waiting forever. Can we bend the rules just a little?" a tall girl with short brown hair asked with her arm around a shorter girl with long brown hair standing with her in the doorway. Camicazi looked at me.
I gulped and said "I'm fine with it.".