Mmmm, I have wanted to do this one for a while. Lovely women of gwa, if you enjoy this script and are even moved to fill it, I will add others from the same world.

Enjoy ... and stay wet, beautiful readers and performers. You have no idea how much hearing your voice means to me, or how hard I get at your request fills and your soft gasps, or how I groan softly at your sweet, teasing comments on my scripts. I hope this one makes a few of you burn with need. You are so beautiful, and so talented, and so hot and sexy, and I hope all of you know it. It is a pleasure to write for you.

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Very sultry script fills:

• Queen of the Black Coast performed by /u/silknchampagnenights
• Queen of the Black Coast performed by /u/JayeWilde

And here is the script, longhand:

[F4M] [Script Offer] Queen of the Black Coast [Pirate Queen] [Barbarian Warrior] [Seduction] [Erotic Dance] [Sultry] [Seriously, Extremely Sultry] [Exhibitionism] [Mild Fdom]

audio script by /u/ravishagirl

adapted from the works of Robert E. Howard.

Script:

optional sound effects: sounds of battle, blades clashing; the creak of timbers, the splash of waves against the sides of the ship

Take him! He's only one man. He's the only one left of their fat, low-in-the-water barge! Cut him apart, and every man in this crew gets a share of the treasure. Come on! Take him down, as you love your queen! You, you, and you, rush him!

more ringing of steel

a soft catch in her breath Ishtar and all the gods, my deck is strewn with bodies. Stop!

the ringing of blades ceases

I said STOP! Put up your blades. NOW. No one is to touch this warrior! I will speak with him.

her footsteps across the wooden deck as she approaches the warrior

breathless By Ishtar, I have never seen your like, though I have ranged the sea from the coasts of Zingara to the fires at the bottom of the world. Where do you come from?

pause I don't believe THAT. You are no soft Hyborian. You are fierce and hard as a gray wolf. Those eyes were never dimmed by city lights; those muscled arms were never softened by life amid marble walls. Who ARE you, warrior? I have never seen one like you. I have never seen a man fight like you. Where are you from? What country makes men like you?

Ahhhh. Now that's better. I like your name.

I am Belit. I am queen. Look at me, warrior! I am queen of the Black Coast. My fathers were kings. My mothers were warrior-goddesses. I have plundered the seas. I have burned villages and cities and left fleets flaming like dying torches on the water. I was born in the desert and I have walked veiled in cities older than your kind and have walked naked on the waves of seas on the other side of the world. I am Belit, and never have I seen a man who can fight as you do. You have left me with fewer crew, warrior. Look at you. You magnificent beast. You wolf from the high snows, you tiger of the North.

Here, let me touch your arm with my fingers. Do not my fingers burn your skin? It is the desert heat you feel and the fire in my heart. Let me press your arm down. Lower your blade. You could drench my deck in blood, but to what purpose? The ship you protected - everyone is dead.

breathlessly Everyone but you.

And I do not want to destroy you. You are so beautiful. Do you not find me beautiful also? To the men of this crew, I am a goddess. Here. Let me press nearer ... nearer.

gasp Ah.

whispering, for his ears alone

I feel your blade brush against my hip. I do not fear it. I do not even fear your other blade, though I see it ... thick ... beneath your garments.

You will need to wear less on my ship, under the fire of the sun where we will sail. See? This veil about my hips is all the clothing I wear. Mmm, feel my breasts press up against your chest ... ah, the way my nipples brush across your skin. They are hardened. Do you feel the beat of my heart? Do my breasts drive a beat of fierce passion through you? Do I make your pulse beat like a drum in the forests? Do you feel my rich black hair where it has fallen across your arm?

Look at me, warrior.

I am untamed as the desert wind.

I am supple ... and dangerous. As a sea panther.

There are parts of the world where just my name makes men throw down their swords and cities surrender their walls.

But ... mmmm, here ... ahh ... I feel your sword rising. You haven't thrown that sword down at all.

whispers Am I doing that, warrior? My breath warm ... and soft ... on your throat? My breasts pressed to your body? My fingers ... touching ... cupping ... gripping ...

Mmmm. You may keep THIS blade, warrior. You may even unsheathe it later. But throw down the other.

a ringing of metal falling

Oh, my good warrior. panting softly in arousal Take me and crush me with your fierce love! Go with me to the ends of the earth and the ends of the sea! I am a queen by fire and steel and slaughter – be my king!

whispers Say yes. Say yes.

a little cry of joy Ah! Sail with me! We will love, laugh, wander, and pillage! N'Yaga, tend to the warrior's wounds! The rest of you, bring the plunder aboard and sink that sea-heavy ship! And you, my warrior, my northern tiger, my beautiful wolf, gaze on me.

Watch me.

I will dance for you. I, Belit, daughter of kings. My wolf of the blue sea, see my mating-dance.

See my eyes burn like a she-panther's as I toss away my sandals. One, then the other.

And this veil about my waist ... we will not need it.

I left it slip away to the deck.

And these jewels at my ears and my throat and my belly, gold plundered from islands I left burning like the stars, I do not need them this hour. I toss them clattering to the deck. To my deck.

I will dance naked for you, warrior.

I will dance naked and you will watch.

See the queen you have chosen.

See the goddess of the blue seas and the red.

See the woman you will hold in your arms tonight.

Yes, that's it. Throw your armor to the deck. Stand before me. Let me see your muscled thighs. Let me see that magnificent, hard cock. Let my crew see what a warrior their queen has found! Let them see how well you will please me!

Mmmm. Watch me dance. Like the spin of a desert whirlwind, like the leaping of a quenchless flame, like the urge of creation and the urge of death. Warrior, oh my warrior! Watch my breasts bounce and leap for you! Watch the flash of my warm, wet cunt! My feet spurn this blood-stained deck and every man on this ship has forgotten death and bloodshed as they gaze on me. Have you? Does your sword thicken and rise for me, warrior? Do you yearn to crush me in your arms? My wolf? My tiger? My king?

improv her dancing, her teasing

a wild cry of heat and need

Oh! With a cry I throw myself at your feet.

panting

Take me, my king. Worship your queen.

she cries out

Yes! Ah! Take me in your arms! Let my crew see their queen accept her lover! Press me beneath you, naked and hot and yours, while the sun sets and the white stars come out above your head. You are bloodied and sweaty from battle, and you smell so like a man ... ah, Ishtar yes, yes, spread my thighs ... ohh, your hips are so muscled ... and your blade, your cock ... goddess, so hard against my folds. So hard.

panting

Do you feel how wet I am?

I will give you the ocean, my warrior. I will give you the sea and all its plunder. I will flood you with its pleasures.

Do you feel me rocking my hips for you? I want you in me, warrior. I want you so deep in me. I want you to take all of me. All of me. Make me your queen.

crying out as he penetrates her

Yes!

Yes!

You are so big. So big inside me. Oh my wolf, yes, ride me. Ride me.

moaning passionately as he takes her

improv kissing, biting, fucking

I'll bite your shoulder, your chest, I'll scratch my nails across your ass, I'll lift my body and my breasts and my thighs into your thrusts. Oh goddess. My warrior, my warrior, my bloody king. Take me. Take me. TAKE ME.

improv hot, hot sex

her moan as she rolls him onto his back on the wooden deck

Now that I've rolled you under me, I will ride YOU, my warrior. You are a wolf, but I am a panther of the seas. Oh goddess yes. Feel how tightly I grip you. Mmm. Feel my cunt ripple as I squeeze you. I know how to ride a man. I have made kings captive before and I have made them beg. Will you beg for me, warrior? Will you beg for your release? Will you beg to fill me with your seed? Ahhh. Yes, I am lifting your hands to my breasts. Squeeze me. FEEL me. I want you to devour me, and I want to devour you. I will ride you until the stars are faint again and the sun is rising and I will NOT let your blade slip from its wet, warm sheath until I am satisfied. You serve Belit, Queen of the Black Coast, now.

improv her riding him

Oh my goddess. Oh Ishtar. Oh, so big. So big. Do I feel good to you, too, warrior? I can hear your growls, your groans, I can feel you throb inside me. Ohhh. Beg me. Beg me to let you fill me. Beg m-mmmmmphhhhh

he is kissing her hard, ravenously, and she moans hotly into his mouth.

a rustle as he rolls her beneath him

Oh!!! You aren't going to beg, then. her voice breathless and sultry and near cumming You're going to capture me beneath YOUR body. Is that how it is going to be, my king? Are you going to ravish me? Are you going to tame me? Are you going to fill me with your hot, thick ... seed?

her desperately aroused cries

Mmmm. Yes, that is a sweet, sweet groan you make. You feel my fingers stroking you just behind your balls, teasing the little rosebud of your ass... I wonder what would happen, my warrior, if I pressed my fingertip inside there, inside the warm, soft tightness of your ass. Yes, moan for me. Moan for me. What would happen if I sunk all my finger into you, just as you are sunk into me?

Yes, moan for me. Cum for me, because I decide it. Release your seed in me, warrior. Fill me. Fill my cunt. I am a queen by fire and steel and slaughter, and I submit to NO ONE. Give it to me, NOW.

improv until orgasm

panting afterward

Mmmmm.

You are so, so sexy when you cum, my warrior. That groan of yours... ahhh. Ohhhhhh, I want to hear it again.

And again.

And again.

Oh, look at your shoulder. My lovely, beautiful warrior. All those scratches, and the blood where I have bitten you.

You are my wolf, and I am your young tiger-cat.

kissing

Mmmmmm

moaning softly into the kiss

My warrior.

We will make the seas red. We will fill this ship with plunder, and you will slay my enemies and bring me pendants of gold and diamonds for my fingers and ruby teardrops for my ears. And you will heat my bed and you will have a goddess in your arms every night. And warning drums will beat in the forests when they see the dark outline of my ship. They will hear that the she-devil of the sea has found a mate, an iron man whose wrath is like a wounded lion's. And survivors of butchered ships will name me with curses, telling tales of Belit and her warrior with the fierce blue eyes; and the cities on the shore will remember us long and long, and our memory will be a bitter tree bearing fruit through all the years. They will never forget us, my warrior.

Mmm. I smell the burning wood of that old barge you were protecting.

breathless And I smell you.

Mmmmmmmmm, I love how you smell.

Do you hear the waves? The creaking of my ship? Do you hear the aroused sighs of my crew, watching us? Do you feel how wet my soft, tight cunt is still, wrapped tight around your cock, mmm, a hot wet sheath for your blade? Oh, my king.

It is deep night, my warrior. I will ride you again now, or you may capture my wrists and ride ME for a little while, until I squirm free and roll you on your back again. You are strong, my tiger, but I am quick and lithe ... and wet. So, so wet. Kiss me again. Kiss me while my crew watches my new lover please their queen and their goddess. Kiss me and fill me again, while we rock on these waves and the stars dance above us, hot and naked as I. Mmmmmm.

kissing

I am Belit, queen of the black coast. You are so deep inside me. And I am yours, and not even the gods will separate us.

Take me and please me again, my warrior. whispering Take me.

Take me.

Take me.

the audio ends

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