Legends of Belariath

Sarinai

A long time ago, in a place far away .. Or so the story goes .. there was a Siren who lived in the seas .. Her beauty unmatched by any upon the land .. or by sea ..

But with her beauty was taunted by her vanity, something frowned upon by Poseidon. He tried counseling her, but she paid him no heed, till his patience with her was gone .. and he banished her to the loneliness of her beauty ..

He placed upon her a curse, the only sounds from her throat would be the cry of death unto her suitors .. till the One would come .. and conquer her soul ..

Sarinai was then sent to her exile .. were she spent countless years .. singing her siren’s song to the wind in her loneness.. her hope long gone as she’s watched many a boat be drawn to her call … yet crash upon the wayside .. She had given up hope of even finding the One .. her sweet voice carrying through the wind, mingling with the music of the waves..

She noticed a ship in the distance .. so far she had to strain to see .. her voice growing louder in her excitement, a flicker of hope lighting upon her heart .. Had He come at last?

The ship stopped short of her prison.. rocking on the waves .. she could vaguely spy Him standing upon the deck, glazing over the horizon .. her breath caught in her throat as she sat there and stared …

The siren was unable to make a sound .. which allowed the ship to sail through the entrapment easily .. this had never happened to her before .. she felt totally intimidated by the tall stranger standing upon the deck of the incoming pirate ship ..

The sun glistened off his smooth head, the dark hair upon His chest looked of silk, the deep darkness of His eyes had her mesmerized. His arms bulged through the holes of His vest ..

He was shouting orders to His men .. who scurried about the deck .. working the fishing net close enough to her rock, she bailed in without hesitation .. her eyes never leaving His as she was deposited upon the deck ..

Her long lithe legs uncurled from beneath her as she moved out of the cradling net .. the tall dark pirates eyes filling with lust as she stood her full length before him .. the golden tussles of curls spilling down her back, over her shoulders, dangling in a little curl upon each upturned nipple.

His eyes traveled over her luscious body, the slim curve of her hips, the slight arch to her back .. His boots tapping heavily upon the wooden deck as He approached her ..

Her eyes instantly lowered .. sinking automatically to her knees as He come to stand before her .. He grabbed her by the hair of the head, loosen the string upon his trousers and fucked her face without abandonment. His men lounged around the deck, swigging their ale, smoking and making leer comments as The Captain took the girl ..

He worked his cock up to a nice throbbing shaft that He pulled from her hungry mouth and planted right into her virginal sex.

His men whooped and hollered as he jerked her rather roughly to her knees, placing His large hand against her belly, arching her to meet His hard thrust as He impaled her .. His strokes rough and hard against the tender flesh .. He took her as if He had always possessed her .. and when He was finished . . He let the exhausted girl crumble to the deck ..

His men lifted the limp girl back into the net, lowering her back upon the rock .. and sailed off into the sunset …

She now spends her scanning the horizon for the day her Dark Prince will return .. and claim what is His ..

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