Ruby was glowing like the stone for which she was named. Once again, the good captain had well and truly polished her. It was just what she needed to clear her head and make her horny as hell. Well, more horny, cause that seemed to be a permanent state when she was around Sir Chuck.

He let her drink some water. It was cool going down her raw throat, but it didn't sate her thirst.

Everything stung. It hurt, but it felt good. She felt more alive than she had in weeks. She felt treasured, loved, and cared for.

Ruby hoped that Chuck was pleased with himself, he had every right to be. Now if she could just figure out a way for him to scratch her itch without topping from the bottom.

"F*ck it," she thought.

"Captain?" she asked hesitantly, making his name a question.

"Yes, dear," he answered with a knowing smile on his face.

"Is there an appropriate way for me to ask if I can ride you like a wild stallion? You're such a handsome man."