Ravaged

Deserve

"Get yer top back on!" Yondu ordered as he led you down a long hallway.

You complied, pulling the garment back over your head, but you knew that soon enough it would be off again. The dance music faded as you got closer to your destination; you were going somewhere very private. The tension was palpable, and the silence it caused was even more so. Body language spoke for itself.

After a short while, you reached a large, nondescript door that was covered in security mechanisms. It appeared to be like the others you had passed, but it was more heavily protected. Yondu quickly tapped in some codes, and you could hear an enjoyable ding. The situation made you smile.

"Yeah, baby!" he jokingly shouted, seeing your amusement. You could hear a deep laugh.

Still chuckling, he took you by the wrist and pulled you inside his room. He was eager to get his hands on you.

First, you took in your surroundings. The room was dimly lit by spherical green lamps hanging from the vaulted ceiling. Though the glow was alien, it felt comforting nonetheless. Yondu's ravager wealth had allowed him to acquire lavish furniture for his quarters: a velvety couch, a hologram projection screen, and a large bed. He also was in the possession of a vast collection of curios. You noticed relics that he must have procured on his many journeys, including an ornately decorated orb.

"I ain't never been with no Terran before," the captain said a bit shyly, "In fact, I think Quill's the only one I ever seen." He smiled to attempt to conceal his nervousness. You couldn't help but blush. His inexperience with humans made you want him more.

"Speaking of Terrans, I have somethin' to ask ya," the ravager said firmly, "Did that Quill boy lay a hand on ya? I saw the way he was watchin' you back there."

"No, Captain," you responded with a playful smile.

Hearing you call him that name sparked something inside Yondu. He roughly growled, flashing his sharp teeth.

"Good girl. I'm glad to have you all to myself." He smoothly reached his arm around you and gave your ass a little squeeze. "Mmm ... much nicer than them yellow whores on Contraxia."

He pulled you close to him and played with the hem of your little skirt.

"You deserve a spankin' for teasing your captain so much back there," Yondu told you with a devilish grin.

You got onto his bed on all fours, a position that gave him a perfect view of your soaked panties. You could see him putting a hand down his pocket to adjust himself.

"My, my ... you're a naughty little girl. I might just have to take you right now."

He slid down your panties and admired your back side and the enticing way you were posed. It took all his willpower to keep himself from going in. He restrained himself and instead raised a hand. You felt its roughness come against you with a pleasurable pain. As you felt the stinging, you turned to see the perverse smile on his face. The feeling of his skin in contrast with your own made you desire more of him.

"Why don't you take off some clothes too, Captain?" you suggested.

"Oh, so you're the one giving the orders now, little girl? I will, but only after one more hit, I promise ya."

This time it was a gentle love tap. Your firm ass jiggled against his palm. Then, as promised, he removed his outer jacket. Then went the shirt underneath. You could finally see his exposed body and see him for what he really was. He had several scars all over his chest and stomach. He seemed to be a wrinkled and lifetime-tired ravager who had been hardened over the years. Despite having become this jaded old man, he could feel young tonight. It was as if he was reborn, like in the verdant springtimes on Earth in which new life flourished. He did not know of Earth, but he did know of you.

"Lay down," he told you tenderly. He wanted to be on top.

Both full undressed and on the bed, Yondu spread your legs apart as he prepared to enter you. His cock was erect and ready, already dripping. It was of a length comparable to that of an average human, but it had an impressive girth. The sight of it made you drool. He gently parted your labia and then slowly circled a finger around your clit.

He couldn't wait another second, or he would explode, so he shoved the entire length into your needy, wet cunt. He savored the moment and let out a moan. You felt the weight of his body press down onto you. It made you want to give him a kiss. You pressed your lips to his as he started controlled thrusts.

Now a euphoric mess, you writhed with pleasure under your captain. The atmosphere and the intense pleasure together made it hard for him to last long. He soon warned that he was close to release.

"Fuck, you feel so good. Can I finish inside ya, girl?" He groaned.

"Yes, Captain," you answered with a smile, "of course."

That sent him over the edge. His fat cock throbbed as you felt the spurts of his hot cum fill you up. The satisfied look on his face let you know that you did a good job.

"What a good girl you are," Yondu said in the afterglow, "I might hafta make you part of my crew for real."

"Do you mean that?" You asked. The thought of it intrigued you. If you stayed aboard, then he would be your captain for real.

Yondu paused pensively for a moment. You laid up against him, waiting for an answer.

"Yes, I do mean it, sweetie. I want to have ya around here. Will ya please stay?"

"Yes, Captain Yondu Udonta. As of now, I'm reporting for duty!"

The End