poirates o the hoigh seas

Yo ho, yo ho, 'tis the pirate's life for me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=713020&page=6 (ooc thread.)

Bio: Jack, nicknamed Drago, or dragon
Build 6 foot, 180ish, whipcord lean
Hair Blue (Dyed probably but maybe a genetic aberration. He's never shared with anyon)
Profession Pirate captain of the lamore and when hes not at sea a minor landed noble. None but his crew know his dual identity and they would die before giving the information. Any post intimating or stating otherwise will be ignored unless discussed with me first.)


The pirate scans the horizons behind the Lamore Di Drago with great care, looking for sails, friendly or otherwise as the wind blows through his close cropped, blue hair. He does not expect any, having preyed on this area for a long while and planned the attack quite thoroughly. No one should be coming this way for days. He grins as he quickly descends from the Crow's nest, black eyes sparkling merrily, a bounce in his step at the ease with which the prize was taken. He says to his First Mate, who waits at the bottom.

"As we thought. Not a single sail to be seen. We did it again. Lost not a single man, picked up plenty of booty and even got us some wenches. The men shall be happy when we come into port in a day's time with the large profit we've made. Though with the captured women...theyll be at least be content til then. Six months without a woman takes a toll. Amazing how willing a woman will be when faced with walking the plank isnt it?"

The man chuckles and scans across the deck of his ship as he speaks, watching as the crew fixes the damage they can, which is rather minor for a battle against an English Destroyer, but still enough he'll feel better once she is fixed completely. His look is loving, for as the name implies, Jack loves his ship and sees his crew almost like family, many of them having been with him through many a battle, the good getting better and the weak left at the bottom of the sea or in a port somewhere.

He has worked his fingers to the bone since the age of ten to get his own ship, damn near every waking thought on it til it finally happened, in part thanks to the man standing near him, his mate, the man who helped him round up a good beginning crew for the ship Jack had built for himself. He grins, catching a coversation between two passing near about the wenches he was just mentioning, wondering when theyd have a chance at them.


Soon enough. Once your shift is over. They're drawing lots now. Every man gets a half hour with one of them.

Jack laughs again as the two cheer, and keep moving, carrying spare sails to replace the ones shredded in the fight. At the thought of that fight he thinks about the fact that so many were on a ship. Some of rather high rank and why they were so underguarded. The ship was a notorious pirate sinker but even still. They would fetch a pretty penny in ransom or as slaves. He didnt really care which so long as he gained gold. His thoughts wander to the woman is his cabin, tied to the bed, it having taken several men to put her there, after she had tried to do serious damage to the Cap. She was a fiery one, and haughty. Rich as hell to boot. He knew her from court but she did not know him to his knowledge, having too much disdain for the pirate/mercenary captain. At least he knows who she is supposed to be. Some cousin or another of one of the royals. Even looked like the princess herself many said.

"Take over for a while. Im going to have some fun with the lady in my cabin."

He grins at the wishes of luck and being told to have fun as he goes belowdecks towards his cabin where she presumably lies, still tied. He rubs his side without thinking, to the bruise she left with a brutal kick the first time he tried to pick her up. This should be fun as hell unless he is interrupted.

In theory Liam was in the Crow's Nest to keep watch for any ships that might be in pursuit or perhaps just randomly in the waters. In reality he was musing over the precise species of cloud overhead. It wasn't shaggy enough to be a wolf, the tail was the wrong shape too but it couldn't be a dog. Dogs didnt' get that much larger than pigs and that was definitely a pig up a head carried by the same winds propelling the ship.

Most people wouldn't dare walk out across the taut ropes of the sails. For most it would be a gaurantee'd broken leg if they got lucky and more likely simply fall overboard. Liam looked natural though half heartedly checking all of the knots. That was the result of having grown up on the docks or on the open seas.

As tragic as his youth was it never occured to him that it was. His parents had abandoned him, or been kidnapped. Perhaps killed. It didn't matter much, he really had never spent much time at home anyway. His family had always been poor so stealing, begging, occasionally pick pocketing had been a constant not just for him but for his father. His mother. . .well the six year old hadn't been able to process the grunts and groans and different men constantly in the house, and the twenty somethinger honestly didn't care. One day he'd returned home and they didn't. It was that simple.

Liam continued casually checking the rigging until he noticed several dolphins just starboard. It was a whole school of them leaping from the water. Maybe it was a pod. Whales formed pods not schools. Of course maybe dolphins formed something different. Like crows formed murders even though most birds formed flocks and bundles of sticks formed faggots.

He was a murder. . .murderer. He wasn't however a faggot. The usual smile faded. Because he hadn't complained when put on look out duty, because he wasn't fighting, scheming and doing everything in his power to be first in line at the new captures today, or really ever, several members of the crew thought he was a faggot. He wasn't of course. He just wasn't a huge fan of the kicking and screaming that the captured wenches would inevitably do. He much prefered, even after months at sea, to wait until a willing mate could be found. Besides even the most frigid of women became addicted to the attention and sex quickly enough on a boat where a lack of interest could lead to a lack of food or on the occasion of making an example a long walk of a short pier.

Beneath Liam the Captian was talking about something to his First Mate. It was soemthing about booty and lots and it was positively droll. Liam leapt and whirled back near the Crow's nest as soon as the Captian's conversation ended. After all with those two around Liam should at least pretend that he was working. Generally they didn't bother shouting at him. It simply didn't do any good and he was talented enough with rope, and blade that the Dragon wasn't going to be leaving Liam on some random island.

It was a wolf he finally concluded. It had to be since it was chasing the pig. Of course maybe there was a wolf further along and the dog was trying to protect the pig?

Name: Kristopher known to answer to Kris or Krist
Height: 5'9
Weight/Build: Average
age-24
Hair: medium long hair black in color. Cleaned shaven
Specialties. A wizard with Knives, decent swordsman, skilled with a gun or cannon, and fighter
Profession: former Chief Mate and 2nd in command on a large English warship.


It has been two days since he was set adrift from the HMS Goliath. It was so that he could think about what he done, Challenging the captains authority what a bunch of bull shit. He was adrift out in the middle of nowhere. The Captain had only given enough food to last only for a few days. Maybe the captain hoped he would not make it back alive and he would just die out in the open sea.

No matter what he did he could not get the image and the screams of the men and woman who where burned alive. The Captain seemed to enjoy it his smile was like a lunatic even some of the crew cheered as the shipped burned. Nevertheless, a few members of the crew where like him. They didn‘t agree with what the Captain did. However, they knew what happened to the last one who openly opposed him he got 50 lashes and it killed him.

“I wished they’d at least dropped me off near an island” he replied as he took a sip of water from the jug. He had to make his food and water supply last until he reaches land or if he runs into another ship that will take him to port.

A shadow quickly caught his attention; by the shape of it, he figured it to be a sea gull. He watched as it landed on the bow and looked at him with its eyes blinking as it turned its head at him.

“So are you here to be my good luck charm or what” he asked the bird as he sat up and looked at it.

In the distance, he could see thick black clouds forming and the sound of thunder echoing in the distance. It was a going to be a big one and he better make land quick or risk the boat being destroyed and with him the possibility of drowning.


He watched as the bird took off and flew over him. He turned his head to follow it, to see where it may go. Maybe it would fly towards an island if he was lucky a port. As his eyes followed the bird as it disappears into the horizon, he could faintly see a port. It was still a ways from where he was. He may not be able to make it before the storm arrive but he sure in hell try

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Name: Bella Donna (yes like the poison)
Age: 25
Hair: Rich Chocolate Brown
Eyes: Brown with gold flecks
Tattoos: A hibiscus flower on her left breast, and a dragon on her right forearm in honor of her Captain and the ship she sales on.
Passions: Freedom, The Sea, Treasure, Her Sword and Leather......and in that order.

BIO: "Bella Dona" or Isabella Donarco as she born 25 years ago, but only a fool would dare call her anything but "Bella Donna". She loathes the name Donarco and has cleansed herself of anything resembling her old life including her "given" names. Don Gregorio Donarco was a Spaniard not known for his kindness and his daughter was no exception to the rule.

At a very young age Bella had learned to keep clear of his flying fists and acidic tongue, and those where his good traits. However on more then one occasion she had not been fast enough or had been caught unaware and had paid the price. She still had faint scares on her shoulders from his last beating. That had been the day she knew it was get out or die........

Bella had waited till the large beast was sleeping, and swearing not to suffer the same fate as her mother whom he had killed with his maliciousness, She did not care that the doctor claimed it to be pneumonia Bella knew the truth. So that night while he slept she crept from the run down cesspool that was their home and headed for the docks. She was going to jump the first ship she found and get out of this god forsaken life.....She had been 16 at the time.

Life had not been easy or kind since that time but she was free.........and she dared any man to try and take it from her.

As it turned out Bella had not needed to jump a ship that night, her encounter with Captain Drago has secured her passage. She now sat on the deck of "The Lamore" sharpening her knife, trying to ignore the excitement the rest of the crew were showing at the possibility of fresh pussy. It was the vilest part of hew new life, the rape of captives. But of course Bella was far happier for it to be some other wench, instead of herself so she made no complaint and kept her opinions to herself.

It seemed the Captain was off to take his turn bellow deck, of course he always got first dibs. That was how she had been spared the humiliation of being a play thing for the crew all these years, she was under his protection.

The night Bella had ran into Captain Drago would forever be burned into her memory, he had been pressed against some whore in an alley humping her for all he was worth, her skirts lifted high grunting like animals. Lost in his lust, he was oblivious of the whores owner. Who was about to clock him one with a lump of wood and rob him blind...a common con in this town.

Bella had been running as fast as her legs could carry her and was cutting through the ally to get to the docks, when she came upon the scene. She stopped short and hid behind some barrels uncertain what to do but scared she had been seen. Panting and breathless she was about to go the long way around when her eyes went wide with shock, she saw the other man lift the wood to hit Drago.

She still didn't know what came over her, but she was glad it did. Bella screamed out to the Captain "Look out!" and he had parried the man and escaped the blow and after a string of curses and clashing of fists he ran the man through leaving the whore sobbing over his dead body.

He had then approached Bella, pulling her out from where she hid "Thank you little one" he said with a crooked smile as his eyes looked over her young body with hunger. Swallowing her fear Bella had boldly asked him to unhand her "let go of my arm" she had even pulled from him "please" she added softly.

Make no mistake if he had wanted her truly wanted to harm her or have his way with her, she was no match for him but he had been amused by her so allowed her this moment of disrespect. He had laughed and complied standing his distance amused by her spirit. "Why out so late girl?" he smirked again "Don't you know its dangerous in alley ways" his eyes glanced to the sobbing whore but there was no remorse. "Allow me to escort you" He then gripped her shoulder and guided her towards the docks, either because that is where he guessed her to be going or because it was where he wanted to take her...she would never know.

Bella stumbled for a response her heart pounding in her ears causing her to tremble a little. "I...don't have a home" she could tell by his look that he did not believe her for she was clean clothed and not as skinny as some ally rat. Just like she could tell by his dress that he was a sea dog. When Bella saw the look he gave her, that cocked eyebrow and knowing smile she chose another tactic and stood up tall and looked him in the eye "I saved your life or at least your gold, I proved my worth let me have passage on your ship and I will do anything you ask."

She had been just a child, not really knowing what a chance she was taking but for what ever reason Drago had taken pity on the girl and granted her passage. She had even slept in a room off his cabin for the first years she was aboard the ship, never to be touched by the crew because she had the captains protection. But he had never touched her either, she wasn't sure if it was because he viewed her as a child or he valued her loyalty and respect for him.

What ever chores he had needed done she did without question. She had thrown herself into her new life, learning all she could from who ever would teach her. She was now 25 and very much a woman and skilled swords woman. In 9 years she had earned her place among his crew and gained their respect she was viewed as one of the boys.

It was a bit of a joke when ever a new crewman was added he was always dared to approach Bella for a quick roll in the hammock, Bella expected it and the crew loved setting thew rookie up for a huge down fall. Bella was never offended she figured it was always best to make it clear she was no ship whore...if she bedded a man it was because she chose to.

Bella leaned back against some heshin sacks and re sheathed her knife, she glanced up to the crows nest to watched Liam pretend to work, then she glanced over to first mate......just another day aboard the lamore

"You'll never catch the piggy if you don't run faster." Liam muttered to the cloud wolf. He'd settled on wolf after all that deliberation if for no other reason than it cleared his mind and allowed him to think about other things, or meander about other things. He was far to unfocused to really think about things.

Belladonna was the perfect example of things he wasn't really focused enough to think about. He could see her down below. Close up he was easily hypnotized by her eyes, quite easily the only thing to rival the open sea for beauty, at this distance he was more focused on her delicous globes. That however lead him to wondering both about her nipples pressing through the fabric but also about the poles. They were no where near the north or south pole of course but he was thinking about globes and there was no east of west pole. Why was that anyway?

Liam shook his head and gave another quick glance around for sails, flags, life. Not life, human life. The captian would be quite cross with Liam if he reported the pod, school, group, group was a good word, of dolphins off the the starboard. Jesus was a kind and maybe not happy but not angry guy. Why did people say they were cross with you when they were angry? Shouldn't cross be more like martyr? When someond dies or gets hurt protecting you shouldn't they be cross? Liam consciously halted that line of thought instead taking hold of the rigging and almost flew down to Bella's side.

Up close she was even more alluring. Most men would have forgotten what they were thinking but not Liam. That wasn't Liam's problem at all, his problem was he'd been shot down by her before, as casually and gently as she was capable of probably because he'd been as nonchalant as. . .well not as he was capable of but more so than most men. He'd been testing the water the same way the sea licked the shore. It would be nice to get in and flood the fools who built against the sea but that wasn't really the point. There wasn't a point. Liam's real problem was that he didn't focus. Least part of him thought so.

Bella was a perfect example. Liam knew there were to lists of things he should be thinking about and talking about. The first was ingrained as a male and pirate. She was built for sex. Not love but sex, animalistic rutting. From above it was possible, difficult, but possible to ignore her always glistening breasts. Or ignore the way she casually cocked her hips. The delicious legs were . . . well even at a distance he couldn't ignore them. However. . .

However indeed. She was a woman and despite hre attempts to pretend to be a man she enjoyed being wooed. Wood. Liam breifly considered giving her some kind of engraving. Wood of course because women liked being wood. That didn't make sense. The point was she wanted to be a woman and nobody here was treating her like a flower. She was either a whore to be bedded or part of the ship part of the crew. Neither was correct. She was a woman and a pirate. Liam understood that well enough to not understand the words that came naturally.

"So, they are drawing lots. Did you get a good spot with the wenches? You're not a faggot are you? You're not wandering the decks because you're not interested in the fine booty we've collected are you?" Liam teased still on the rigging and hopefully out of reach.

Name: Dieudonne (Di or Dede)
Height: 5'5
Weight/Build: slender and lithe, about 110lbs soaking wet.
Appearance: Long red hair, hazel eyes, and light skin.

Dieudonne or Di as she was commonly called at home had hid aboard the ship not really knowing what kind of ship it was. She just had to get away from her fiance, there really was nothing that she wanted more than disappear. Her father was a merchant and not one that was rich and could do without. He was ambitious and used his children to further his business deals.

One look at the man that he was arranging for her to marry and Di bolted. She couldn't help not wanting anything to do with him. That did not mean that she had been so stupid as to wear her best dress and try to hide on the first boat she found. She had changed into some of her brother's clothes, packed only the basic essentials and stole some things of value and some money from her father's home in hopes of making a clean get away.

Things had been going on until she had been found out.

It turned out there had been a few other female on the ship. There was not a doubt in her mind what these men were planning to do with them. She supposed that it was infinitely better than being sold to the man her father wanted her married to.

She really didn't want to be held down by some of these men but being how she hadn't been exactly stripped down and was wearing some pretty baggy clothing it might dissuade some of them from wanting a piece of her anyway. In the clothes she wore now she wasn't much to look at which was fine with her.

Jack is naked when the knock comes, settling in to feast on his supple young captive. He growls, getting up and moving to the door. "What is it? This had better be important." His voice is a bit of a snarl. The crewman is surprised. Yes the captain was with a woman but he's usually not this twitchy about being interrupted. The crewman passes the message.

Jack grabs his cutlass and moves up to the deck, clad in boots, sword in its sheath and a scowl. He spies the cluster on deck and steps through it, the crew parting at his presence. At the center there is what he expected when he heard the words "Another un capn." A young lady dressed as a boy is standing there, held by two of the crew.

"Another one?" He rages, cock bouncing, a hard seven inches of flesh as he scrutinizes her. "What is it with you wenches? Do you not see what the vessel you're sneaking onto is like? Do you not prepare? Are you all such stupid cows?" The crew is taken aback at the tirade. Jack is never like this. At the enquiring looks Jack decides to explain. "The lady we took? Apparently she is a princess. Had the birthmark to prove it too. Not who was supposed to be on the ship. And a virgin to boot."

The crew grins. They know why the capn is vexed now. He is a fair man far as it goes and as loyal to his crew as they show loyalty to him. An intact virgin princess will garner ten times as much on the slave markets as a nonvirgin. By sacrificing his own pleasures all the crew will gain a lot more than expected from this trip.

"So, since lots have been drawn on the other wenches I must wait til the end of the line for them. Taking a turn after Dirty Damon is -not- something I relish!" The crew roars with laughter. Damon is always last. He bathes but once a month whether he believes he needs it or not. The captain insists. A that point if youre within 20 feet you can smell him. "So I was at least going to enjoy her mouth. Now, intead, I must deal with -you-!"

With lightning speed Jack has now returned to face the captive, this time his long curved blade resting at her throat, the point just deep enough to draw a single drop of blood. "You now have a very short time to explain to me why I should not have you replace her, then be given to the crew to make the lines shorter. Please note, begging, groveling, or tears will merely get you bent over faster. Your best bet would be to prove useful as Bella over there can attest. No one attacks a fellow crewman. Not even I."

"If you can give me good reason you shall not be touched. No matter how many of us may wish to. Unless of course you wish to be. Washed up and properly attired you might be fetching. Then Im sure after a few months at sea you would have your pick of men aboard." He grins and most of the men laugh at least. It is rare and far between the women aboard actually ask to be bedded by crew. To Jack's knowledge it has never been done, but who knows? Many things can happen aboard without his knowledge. He has thought of approaching crew a few times, but it is his strict rule they must approach. Even if they don't know it is his rule. As to the other crew, well, as long as they did not press their case past a no, what did he care? They can get rejected all they wish.

He shrugs. "Otherwise I shall have a nice warm puss wrapped 'round my pecker this day yet. And you will be sold in Tortuga when we reach there in the next day or two."

The seas quickly became choppy as the storm slowly closed in. like a cat to a mouse, slowly stalking its prey and suddenly attacks very swiftly. Winds hallowed and thunder echo all around. Lightning soon flashed lighting up the darken sky.

Back and forth, went the boat as the waves tossed it around. With him being the only one in the long boat, it was a little hard for him to row to the port. Waves of water quickly splashed in his face as water began to fill the boat up. Moving quickly he started to dump water out with a small wooden bucket.

“Just my luck” he cursed as he dumped bucket after bucket of water out, he looked up to see how far away the port was. It was closer but still a ways away he could let the waves bring him in but that was risky choice but what else did he have at this point and time.

With each passing second, he could feel the boat lifting into the air and slam back into the sea. Maybe he was to die today; the thought never really crossed his mind even when he was engaged in combat. To drown out in the open seas and not in combat to him that was life and he had to take it as it came.

The boat almost crashed head on into the dock, but another wave prevented this. Several men came running out to help him on to the deck and tie the boat off. “Are you crazy, taking to the seas in this boat,” a man shouted as he pulled him to the deck.

“I like a little adventure” he replied as he used his hand to shield himself with his hand from the rain. He watched as the man shook his head in disbelief and led him to the nearest tavern to get out of the rain and into a dry place.

Bella Donna

Some of the crew were yelling and causing a commotion, Bella payed no mind she assumed it was the lust driving them mad and causing them to be antsy. She was just about to close her eyes and relax when she heard Liam flying through the rigging towards her. She admired his skill, you wouldn't catch her willingly climbing to the crows nest or jumping through the ropes and rigging like some monkey man. She smiled at the nickname she just formed for him in her mind Monkeyman.

Liam swung in her direction and with his usual flair began to tease her...it was common place for the only free female on the ship, she was one of the crew and respected for her skills but she was different none the less. "So, they are drawing lots. Did you get a good spot with the wenches? You're not a faggot are you? You're not wandering the decks because you're not interested in the fine booty we've collected are you?" he teased her as he dangled on the rigging above her.

She contemplated standing up and showing him what a wench was capable off, but instead she leaned back. Thus making her breasts more pronounced and inviting then she smiled at him sinful and seductive before purring "why monkeyman..you scared that after they have me they won't every be satisfied by the likes of you." For full effect she continued to smile at him as she dragged her eyes slowly up and down his body boldly, Bella always enjoyed watching him squirm.

Just then the commotion got out of control and sounded far from friendly and a lot closer, Bella jumped to her feet and with her back to Liam drew out her knife incase it was needed. She then realized the crew where dragging someone who was squirming and fighting them as if there life depended on it. When Bella got a good look of the captive she felt that it probably did, it was a red haired woman who looked barely thick enough to take a fucking by one of these less the gentle men let alone by all of them.....which was probably her fate.

Putting her knife back in its sheath, she relaxed her stance and glanced behind to Liam "looks like they have another one to draw lots for.....you may get lucky yet Monkeyman" there was no real humor in her voice for she didn't take pleasure in what would happen to the stupid wench but it was not her concern and it wasn't her so she kept her feelings to herself.

Just then the Captain stormed onto the deck in all his glory.....and it really was he was buck naked except for boots and his sword, Bella didn't know if she should laugh or admire him. Of course she respected and admired his leadership but she was torn between admiring his body as only a woman could and being just one of the crew.

Over the years Bella had never felt Drago had interest in her beyond her training and keeping her from harm. She felt he saw her as a sister or a man, more then he saw her as a woman. Which is probably best or Bella would have shared the same treatment as this stow away was about to endure or the hostages they all planed to take turns with today. She shivered a little at the thought and glanced at Liam before she then moved closer to hear what exactly was happening.

It was clear that the Captain, in all his naked glory, was not happy with her or his situation. Why she didn't understand what a virgin princess meant she did know that she didn't want to have everyone on board have a go at her. She closed her eyes as he yelled, not cause she was about to cry or out of fear but because she needed to think for just a second.

She had to think fast.

"I'm a merchant's eldest child, all girls, I am quite talented when it comes to dealing with people and with bartering." she was grasping with this, she knew she was. "You might not find me as beautiful as the beautiful pirate lady over there but I know how to handle women, having younger sisters, and I can keep them clean and in line or your men." She wasn't sure what exactly he wanted to hear.

"And... I can make you a happy man sir," she said finally finding that it was probably the most dangerous way to go. "You're upset about the loss of a princess in your bed, she must be worth a lot, but a virgin merchant's daughter won't fetch you as much but she's sure to be as tight and remain as tight if you keep her for youself?" She offered not sure if he wouldn't toss her to the rest of the men.

"I might not be a piratess, but if she were to take me under her wing I'm sure I could make it a worthwhile investment."

God she hoped this worked.

"I currently watch my own finances very well thank you. My mate keeps my men in line. Cook sees to the provisions. However if over time you were to prove you could do so as well or better than us...It could be useful. Right now though what I'm more interested in is the latter half of your offer." He moves around her, blade lightly pushing the baggy clothes in to touch her skin, seeing the shape beneath.

"You have potential. Now you are certain of your offer? In return for an equal share of all booty taken; the protection of this crew in any fight with anyone unless I specify otherwise, or you are the unneeded cause of the fighting... Since you are of no proven worth to me as of this time, your offer is to allow me the use of your body when I want, where I want, how I want with no questions asked? You will accept the touch of no other man while you are with this crew, keeping yourself solely for myself accepting no other claims on you except to me, and by extension, this crew?"

The blade slides up her body again, resting now against her throat. His body is pressed tightly to hers. The base of his cock is at the junction of her thighs, the head and shaft pressing into her stomach. "Understand that giving your oath on this is not a light matter. It will be sworn in your virgin's blood, in the seed I spurt into you. If you betray this oath you shall never be safe in the open seas or any pirate post again. You will be raped by the crew til you are limp, tortured to an inch of your life then fed to the sharks. Make your choice. Though I suppose I should ask...."

He looks to Bella "Bella my darling cutthroat, would you mind showing her our ways as I showed you? Or must I do so myself? This is totally optional. If so you may play with her as well, so long as nothing enters her larger than myself. What say you?"

Di tried not to flinch at the Captain's knife to her body, she knew he was trying to see her shape without ripping her clothes off right there but it still frightened her a little. She knew that she really should consider this more. There wasn't time for that of course, she had to make her decision now and here he was, naked right before her and he was going to take her right then and there.

He wouldn't sell her, he wouldn't kill her, and he wouldn't hurt her if she was his and worked for the crew.

"I swear upon my life Captain," she said noting how him cock felt against her clothed form. She didn't know what to expect from the woman Bella. She had never thought of what it would be like to be with a woman.

The thought never occurring to her until the Captain mentioning nothing entering her that was bigger than him. She looked to the dark haired woman and she almost had a pleading look on her face. She would be good for both of them, she just needed the chance.

Liam grinned slightly as he landed perfectly on the deck. The smilde didnt' last for long though. "why monkeyman..you scared that after they have me they won't every be satisfied by the likes of you." It wasn't so much that she'd hurt his feelings as it was more that. . .well he liked her. There were things crossing his mind, he wanted to say something but there wasn't time.

The men were drawing lots. What was a lot. It was similar to a bunch right? Well they were getting a bit rowdy. Enough that Bella felt the need to draw her blades, as if any of the men would dare try anything with her. Liam counted himself brave he no force on earth could get him to even speak to her. That said he wasn't so much watching her back as realizing her ass as she backed into him. When she backed herself into him. . . well his thoughts were always random but this was focused.

It was about an ass. Her ass. Which didn't particularly, or at all resemble a donkey. It suddenly seemed silly to compare her fantastic feature to a beast of burden. Still it those outstanding globes were pressed against him well longer than he'd ever hoped.


"looks like they have another one to draw lots for.....you may get lucky yet Monkeyman" Liam forced himself to grin at Bella's humor.

"I still don't see you in line. Maybe you really are a nancy." He spat. There was legitamit venom dripping from his lips, more because of how the crew treated him than her. If there was anybody less deserving of that particular bit of rage it was Bella but Liam wasn't entirely right. He should have been focusing on her ass not the dolphins just to starboard.

Lieam however wasn't really focused. Part of his mind was trying to figure out why Bella's Burro was worthy of the amount of attention it was getting. It was delicious and desirable and probably a whole list of words that started with "d" if he gave it time.


That time however was stolen away by the firey redhead screaming and fighting the crew. It wouldn't be long before she craved the touch of men and would scream and beg for any touch. She could set fire to the ship with those locks and Liam didn't fancy being on a burning ship. Jack had had fiery wenches before though so he knew how to keep them.

Liam had never known what to say to Bella. He didn't want her to slit his throat so he just walked to the edge and stared down at the dolphins. "Bella is so beautiful." Liam's mouth and mind weren't as strongly connected as most people. He hadn't intended to speak that part aloud so he didn't notice whatever response she gave for a moment. After all he hadn't spoken.

Bella arched a brow at Liam's abrupt response to her teasing and turned to look at him. Bella paid no mind to his anger, perhaps he had simply spent too long in the crows nest and was feeling out of sorts "Well Monkeyman" she smiled at him still teasing"perhaps I don't desire sloppy seconds, I prefer to know that what I covet is mine for the taking" she let her eyes wander over him a moment and then turned back to the scene unfolding with the Captain and the stow away flicking her dark hair over her shoulder as she did.

Some of the crew where laughing in good fun at the Captains miss fortune with the virgin Princess in his cabin and of course the fact he was standing on deck naked as the day he was born, that is all except his sword and boots. Others in the crew where licking their lips hoping that the stow away had nothing useful to say and that they would get a chance at her too. Bell put a hand on one hip and stood watching mainly because todate no female had said anything enticing to the Captain that was worthy of keeping them around...........

Bella had only been kept because she saved him his gold and his head from being split. For some reason god had been merciful for the first time in her life that night in the alley, since then she had done all she could to prove her worth to him and the crew.

Liam's movement behind her caused Bella's attention to shift, he had moved to the side of the ship and was muttering to himself. She was beginning to wonder if he had been drinking salt water. She couldn't resist teasing him "Careful Liam the Captain may think the monkeyman has gone nuts and throw you over board if you keep talking to yourself like that." she chuckled and turned back to hear the stow away wenches reply.

The girl had spunk and really could form an enticing offer, it took guts to offer your body over in trade....even if it was to save your life, Bella was impressed. The Captain circled the wench and then pressing his body to hers made his counter offer. Bella shifted her stance a little her eyes where drawn to where his cock pressed against the other womans body, it gave her a strange sensation in the pit of her stomach. It gave her a warm sensation like warm honeyed milk filled her stomach but instead of making her content it made her crave more.

Bella shifted again and looked away for a moment gaining her composure it was madness, too long at sea. The Captain then asked Bella if she would train the wench and if for no other reason then to have his attention turn away from her Bella nodded her agreement "As you wish Captain" the crew around her leered and joked about her having her way with the stow away, Bella just rolled her eyes. "If I had her boys, she may not want the Captain and we can't be having that" she regretted teasing the Captain's but she hoped he would take it with good humor.

Jack looks at Bella with a grin. "Would you like to make a wager on that? Ten golds says I please her with this..." Jack grabs his cock, brandishing it at her like a club. "Better than you ever will with your tongue and fingers. Even if I've already warmed her up for you. What say you wench? And you may take any reasonable forfeit if you win."

Jack looks back at Di a moment, trying to gauge her reaction. He slices her clothing away while awauting Bella's response. Once he has it Jack explains. "Your blooding in is slightly different from the rest of the crew, by your own choice. However one thing will remain the same. All crew are blooded in in front of the rest of the crew. You shall be devirginized in front of them. Made mine completely. Lean against the mast, legs spread wide to accept our pact."

Liam watched the spectacle for a moment, mostly focused for a moment on the captain. He suspected the woman was in less danger than she suspected or even the captain was trying to make it seem. As much as the captian wanted to people to believe that he was the scourge of the seven seas Liam couldn't recall a time when he'd killed anybody who wasn't a threat.

There was also his seven inch cock bobbing like an angry serpent with each move the man made. Spending too much time at sea, even when you loved the sea, had it's effects on men. This was a good example because Liam wasn't so much thinking of rubbing cocks together as he was suddenly understanding why faggots were called faggots. Not the bundle of sticks tied together, that still made less sense than why crows were called murders. Two sticks, or rather two dicks close together. "Hm." He muttered.

The conversation however was quickly begining to bore him. He knew the Captian wasn't doing this to annoy Liam, or maybe he was. Maybe he'd just found a punishment that could take but probably not. This felt inpersonal. That said he'd volunteered to be at the crows nest was to avoid this dull crap of bedding who and when. The part about Bella and the Princess was slightly appealing but not enough to prevent Liam from taking hold of the rigging and dance twirling his way back up towards the crows nest splitting his attention between watching his Captain hopefully bed the wench and well everying. There were still clouds overhead that needed names and species and still things swimming in the seas.

Di was absolutely mortefied when she found her clothes being cut from her body. Of course under them the men would find that her body was quite the shapely piece of meat that had been hidden from them under those clothes. She couldn't help but wonder i this all had been a good idea.

She was seriously doubting it at this point.

She knew that she had been the one to put herself out there at this point and this was something that she needed to do to keep from being killed or sold off. She swallowed her pride and moved til she felt her bare back resting against the mast. She tried not to cover herself too much, she had a feeling that it would not be a good idea for her to try and hide her body from the Captain or the crew.

Though she did want to.

She was a brilliant red as she let her feet end up should length apart. Her long red hair flowing and giving her a little security as it covered her breasts. Her blush had traveling down her neck and was tinging her chest now. She brushed the hair out of her face and looked at the Captain waiting to see what exactly he was going to do with his willing (somewhat) sacrifice.

Bella was intently watching but she only had a moment of relief for the Captain threw her teasing right back at her in the form of a challenge so now the crew where all anxious to see if she would take the bet and what exactly would she wager.

"Would you like to make a wager on that? Ten golds says I please her with this..." Jack grabs his cock, brandishing it at her like a club. "Better than you ever will with your tongue and fingers. Even if I've already warmed her up for you. What say you wench? And you may take any reasonable forfeit if you win."

As Bella saw it she either backed down and thusly loose some of the respect she has worked hard to gain, or she could take his offer...sure she may fail but she would not be seen as a coward and very well could gain more respect for it. Bella let her eyes wander over the now naked wench leaning against the mast, with a sly smile she turned to The Captain and held out her hand. "Your on Captain, and I tell yah what.....I will wager that you can have your choose of wenches in the next port no matter who she is or who she belongs to I will fetch her for you and tie her to your bed for you, I realize you can have your pick of women Captain but I mean one you can not one you covert but have not yet tasted......how does that sound?"

Bell waited to see if he would take her hand, The crew all seemed to be smiling although she was sure one or two would have something to say, She glanced up at the monkeyman wondering what he thought of this deal.....she didn't know why she cared but for what ever reason it was what came to mind. She looked back at the captain and gave him a slow confident smile.

Jack grins at Bella, taking her hand and shaking vigorously. "Who knows? I might even choose you. But we will handle this bet later. For now I must blood our newest recruit and I'd hate to cause her more grief than necessary."

The Captain follows Di, even harder now if that is possible. He has just made a very good bargain even if she proves useless other than as a fuck. Tits just more than an easy handful. Nice large bitable nipples and a tight ass to die for all covered by pale white skin. "Looks like you boys are in for a show. Now I know boys will be boys but if you get excessive this will be no more fun for you than you make it for her. This may take a bit as well. Need to break in our newest member fairly gently as the whores of various ports did for all of you I am sure."
He then focuses solely on Di. "Now we have two ways we can do this. The first will hurt more but you will be out of the spot light earlier and I can introduce you to the pleasures of men and women belowdecks this eve or something. The other will take longer, keep you exposed to the crew and probably be far more pleasant. If you can ignore them to enjoy it. Or enjoy seeing them there unable to touch you no matter how they want you. It does not bother me either way. No matter what I shall enjoy myself. You will have a nice big sticky load in you at the end of this and our bargain shall be sealed."

He got many warms welcomes from the other patrons in the tavern, many of which he knew. “Hey Krist how you been?” “What no crew with you today” a girl called out as she wrapped her arms around him and gave Krist a kiss.

“No it’s just me tonight” He replied with a smile and gave her a peck on the cheek, which made her turn red.

“No how can my lovely girls make money without any fine man to pay for it?” the girl said as she took his hand and led him to a table. Another girl quickly brought drinks to the table and soon left to attend other customers.

“So you’re saying I’m a fine gentleman” Kris asked her as he took a hold of the cup and took a short drink from it before setting it back down.

Hardly” she was all she said before another man took her by the hand and led her away. “I’ll talk to you later Kris” she added as she gave him a wave

Di did not want to be taken in front of the crew but here he was giving her the choice of how it happens. She closed her eyes as she tried not to think of all the men around her, watching her. Did she want it to be so pleasant that it was very likely she would be thought to be a weakling that any man could take if they so chose.

She opened her eyes to look at the pirate man before her. She swallowed hard and figured that it would be better for her to just try to ignore the other men. But he had promised that he wouldn't let anyone else touch her.

"I want the first option sir," she barely managed to get it out past her lips. She was nervous, afraid of what it was going to feel like but maybe he had a point, he could show her real pleasure later, just get this scene over with now.

"But I am looking forward to what you said about later..." she confessed quietly hoping that none of the other men could hear her. Of course there was the whole deal the Captain had with Bella, when was that going to happen? Should she be worried?

Bella Donna actually blushed, it was probably not deep one that you saw clearly on her face. However she certainly felt the heat behind it and her stomach did a little somersault and she could not hold his gaze. Her mind raced why would he say that, why would he say he could have her when he could have any woman in the next port...that was unles....could he?

She was confused now, the other men on the crew had shown interest in her a time or two. And of course there was the initiation of new crewmen by sending them to attempt to try and whoo Bella from her pants. But the Captain had never implied an interest before, certainly none that would be considered sexual. Her mind flashed back over the years to try and make sense of his comment, she didn't know why it provoked such a strong response from her but she couldn't help it she was now analyzing ever touch, every look and every interaction they have shared.

Then Captain Drago's voice broke through her consciousness and she snapped out of her little daze, he was presenting options to the girl and it seemed, the girl had no desire to be a spectacle for long even if it meant less pain. She was a brave one that was for sure, not many women gave them selves to the unknown so easily.

So it seemed she would be sworn in her virgins blood, against the mast of The Lamore by her new Captain.....it was rather poetic Bella thought as she turned away from the scene and moved towards the side of the ship, she glanced down at the water and watched some dolphins play as the salt spray swept up ad caressed her face. Bella Donna moaned at tucked some loose strands of hair behind her ear. She did not wish to watch the scene unfolding behind her, it unsettled her to see women violated even if they had sworn to it.

Ask her to kill a man and without hesitation she would run him through, she was also loyal to the Captain without question she would follow him to the ends of the earth and had. But ask her to watch a woman being used as little more then a beast of burden to ease the load of horny pirates and her blood ran a little colder and it scared her because it tested her loyalties.

Bella knew it was because she was a woman and it could have easily been her, but more then that it was the memory of the victim her father had made her. She still seethed inside at his brutality and would love nothing more then to confront him eye to eye and dare him to try and beat her down now........she didn't even know if he was still alive. She blocked out the scene behind her and was now lost in her own thoughts and battling with her own demons.

Liam was again walking along the riggings though now he wasn't even pretending to check the knots any more. Now he was just kinda sorta casually meandering the sails while occasionally panning the horizon. There was something in the distance, too far away to be of much interest though and worse it was as likely to be a low cloud or spouting whale as it was to be another ship. Actually it very unlikely to a ship out her.

It was the sudden the commotion was starting to pick up meaning the show was about to begin and as much as the concept of watching a woman being raped simotaneously bored and disgusted him. Much more the former than the latter, he wouldn't have minded the rape if it followed a chase or combat or anything other than "I'm Captain Jack and I just keep finding pussy." The young pirate turn his attention downward. Finally he sat down on the mast hoping this was quick.

Liam's attention shifted slightly to Bella who. . .well something was off. Something about the way she normally held her shoulders. Maybe it was her head but it was something. Liam felt like he should have known what the problem was but she'd been on the ship and if she reacted this way to every bit of female bounty Liam had certain never noticed. Now obviously wasn't the time to call attention to her by asking and Liam doubted he'd remember the next time they were alone.

It was even less likely now that his attention had shifted to the school, or maybe flock was more appropriate since they were flying fish just off the port side.

Jeack sees Bella look away at his comment. Where did that come from? Of course Bella has been a hot lil thing since she first saved him. He would have said yes any number of times if she had asked. But hadn't. That's what it is he decides. The way she phrased the bet. By his rules he couldn't touch her til she asked. She still hasn't asked therefore she is coveted but unattainable. Just what he gets if he wins.

He idly wonders if he could work the bet into a threeway. It gets him even harder. But back to business. "As am I. I will make this as painless as I can." He drops to his knees a moment, parting her netherlips with a slight grin. "Still need to make sure you are wet. Otherwise it will hurt more for both of us." He is pleased to find she bathed recently. She has the musky scent of a woman, but it is not overwhelming, as if she had not bathed in some time.

His mouthwork is deft, built of a good bit of practice. His tongue slides along her folds a a few minutes, then goes directly to her clit, lapping furiously, sliding two fingers into her to her hymen but not pressing through. He is just opening her up, stretching the extremely tight young woman.

After a good five minutes of this Jack stands, turning her around so she faces the mast, ass pointed at him. Her clit has beging to peek out at him more, her lips redden and swell with at least some desire, her wetness making it easier to slide his digits in and out. He bends over her, cock pressing between her lips to her proof of virginity. "On the count of three you shall be a woman. As well as a Piratess."

"One...Two-" That is when he slams his hips forward. Before she can clamp down on three, before her nerves make it even worse. He groans slightly on penetating her. He has bottomed out in that one thrust. He does not think there is anything better than a fresh, virgin, pussy. Except maybe another. He wonders if Bella has been with anyone. He has never heard tales if so. He waits inside Di for a minute or two, allowing her to adjust to the intrusion.

He slides his fingers between her legs during the wait after lubing them with his mouth. He rubs her clit, trying to distract her from the pain when his hips begin moving again. He knows he will not last long. He's in probably the tightest pussy ever. He finds the crew watching a bit of a turn on. Then there's the added thought of Bella too. His fingers keep time with his thrusting. He whispers into Di's ear. "Come for me if you can. Squeeze me, moan for me. There is little more that pleases me than knowing I am pleasing those I fuck." He nibbles her ear at that, never slowing or altering his brisk steady pace.