Karmic Enslavement (closed for ERedBoyd)

[DarkWarrioress]

Captain Fallon Riley. Born in Ireland originally. Long black hair and blue/lavender eyes. She was one of the youngest pirates to sail the Seven Seas and at the moment, her ship, The Dancing Dragon, was moored in the Caribbean. Well, to be fair, she was currently in bed with her first mate. The night before she had started drinking with her men in a local tavern and they all had gotten quite rowdy. The Hissing Peacock was a local hangout for pirates. Unfortunately, it was the tavern Fallon and her crew chose to frequent that night. Captain Ryder ‘The Ruthless’ Stevens and his crew from The Strumpet had also decided to frequent the Hissing Peacock that night. Things did not bode well for the proprietors of the establishment. Fallon and Ryder had once been lovers and even though they were no longer together, Ryder, apparently, still thought of Fallon as his. Ryder had gotten drunk and wanted Fallon to come back to the Strumpet with him. Fallon who had also gotten quite drunk was having none of it. Her lavender eyes grew darker as she drew back and punched Ryder in the face. He stumbled back, knocking over several chairs and ended up falling on his arse. A fight then broke out amongst the two crews. It was hard put to say who came out the worst for wear as both crews were evenly matched. As dawn crept over the horizon, the owners of the Hissing Peacock were paid for the damages done and both crews went their separate ways. Fallon stumbled back onto the Dancing Dragon and went down to the captain’s quarters.

Not long after closing the door, there was a knock.

“Enter.”

Fallon’s sultry voice rang out as she lay on her bed. The opened and her first mate entered with a smirk on his lips as he closed the door behind him. Her quarters suddenly felt smaller as he approached the bed, staring at the woman in front of him.

“What took you so long?”

Her voice held a teasing tone as she stared at him.

"Get your ass up here and let's fuck."

Her eyes held a promise and her body was a poised siren's promise.

 

[ERedBoyd]

Garvin Hayward smirked as looked down at his Captain saying, "I would love to my dear woman, but you have a visitor." He tossed her robe to her and waited till she was dressed once more before he knocked once on the door. A black man familiar to both Garvin and Fallon stepped into the room holding a black leather pouch in his hands. Garvin said, "Well, there she is... give it to her."

The black man's name was Reed. Just ... Reed. He was a known agent for the Captain and eyed Garvin suspiciously, before darting his eyes around the room to check for traps till he saw the Captain sitting on her bed in but a robe. He smiled and said, "M'Lady. You sed to bring all news to you... You sed it now so Reed did as you sed. I hass news for you Captain... Important news... Man gets mighty thirsty some times."

Garvin rolled his eyes and walked over to the bourbon and glasses, poured Reed up and and handed it to him. Reed chugged it down barely tasting any of it. He smiled saying, "That go down smoooth.... smoooooooth..."

"The message!" Garvin growled. He was ready to fuck the shit out of his Captain and had a bulge in his pants to prove it.
"Oh yes suh! Yes suh!" Reed said as he pulled up a rolled up parchment from his little pouch. There was a red wax stamp on it to keep it sealed. Garvin tried to catch a glimpse of the message as she opened it and red it. It would read, 'San Flip, Sao Marcus, Augusta, Julia. Port Royale to Spain. 2 weeks. Bote! (Jackpot).'

Based on his Captain's expression, whatever news had been on that small scroll was good news for them. He smiled and said, "What is it Captain?"

 

[DarkWarrioress]

It was all Fallon could do to not laugh at the expression on Garvin’s face. Instead, she reached for the rolled parchment and broke the seal, unrolling the message Reed had brought. Her eyes quickly scanned the message. Her grin went from ear to ear as she rerolled the parchment.

“Thank you, Reeds. You did real good. Why don’t you head down to the galley and ask Cook to give you some food and drink. You deserve it.”

She waited for the man to leave and the door to close behind him. Her grin was still in place. Silently she held out the rolled paper to Garvin and waited for him to read it. In the meantime, she shrugged out of her robe. Getting up from her bed, she padded over to where she kept her bourbon and poured a couple of glasses. Walking over to her first mate as he rerolled the paper and held out one of the glasses to him.

“So, what are you thinking, Garvin?”

She clinked the edge of their glasses and tossed back the bourbon. One nice thing about being here in the Caribbean, they had some of the finest booze. So long as you could afford it. And she could. Pressing herself to his side, her hardened nipples pushed into his arm.

“We need to come up with a plan. Four Spanish ships, Garvin. All of them cargo ships and sitting low in the water, which as you well know means they’re loaded.”

She laughed softly. Her fingers found his hard cock pressing against his pants and rubbed him. She stood up on tiptoe and licked the side of his neck.

“They’re not the only thing loaded….”

She breathed into his ear.

 

[ERedBoyd]

Garvin eyed Reeds as he backed out of the room hesitantly. For some reason, Reeds looked at Captain Riley as she was a goddess personified. There was a backstory there somewhere he knew it that he would need to figure out sooner rather than later. Reeds didn't like what Captain Riley was doing with himself for sure, but he didn't strike Garvin as a fighter so he would cower away as usual to any threat. As the door to the room closed, he turned his eyes towards back towards his lover and said, "That man is a freak."

He stepped into her grip a bit more as she held his cock in her hand. As she tiptoed up and licked him, he turned his head to her saying, "You are right about that... Captain."

Nothing more was said about the message or the boats as he turned into her, grabbing her hips and lifting her up a couple of feet off the ground and pressing her into the hardwood wall. He pressed his package onto her wet juicy pelvis. I planted his lips on her mouth, driving his tongue deep inside! He smiled as her legs coiled around his and her hands reached down scrambling through her perched position to remove the rod she so desperately needed!

He continued kissing her, moving down her neck and jawline, cupping each breast as he felt his cock being pulled out of his pants. He felt her guide his rod awkwardly into her and as soon as his head was inside, he dropped her body which he supported with his waist and gravity pushed her the rest of the way on him! He thrust into her again and again as his coarse beard chaffed her tender flesh and delicate body! There was absolutely no mistaking this fire pistol for a soft woman though. Tough as nails he knew her to be and no one would change his mind on that. Yet, even the toughest of dames needed a good dick in them sometimes.

Neither noticed Reeds peeking through a small crack in the wall, his hand on his own dick jerking nice and slow and trying to stay quiet.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

“That man is a freak.”

She managed a laugh before he had her up against the rough wall of her cabin and grunted as her naked back made contact with the wood. He knew how she liked it. Rough and hard. As he lifted her off her feet, she wasted no time and wrapping her legs around him and bit his shoulder when she felt his cock slam into her. His whiskers were slightly abrasive against her smooth, silken skin. Her fingers slid into his hair and fisted there, yanking as her mouth found the side of his neck and small, sharp teeth sunk slightly into his flesh. Her hardened nipples dug into the wall of his chest as he pounded into her, driving her against the cabin wall, time and time again. Her arms slipped around him, nails raking against his back as she mewed her pleasure in his ear.

​

They were lying on the bed side by side discussion their next moves in lieu of the information Reeds had brought her. She told him what she wanted done and how it would be done once they sighted the Spanish ships.

“Now…..” she purred as she slid down his body, between his splayed legs, her lips trailing over his chest and abdomen. Her fingers held his cock captive while her tongue lapped across the head before she slipped it between her lips, pressing her head downward. She inched his cock deeper into her throat with every downstroke she made until she had taken all of him inside her mouth. She could feel him pressing and grinding against the back wall of her mouth and applied suction around him while her tongue stroked him from underneath. Her fingers had wrapped themselves around the base and on her up stroke, she pumped his firm flesh.

She let him slide from her mouth as she licked every angle of him she could get to. Her tongue lapped down and circled his loaded balls, drawing first one, then the other, into her mouth, rolling them inside the wet, warm cavity of her mouth. She released them and licked her way back to the crown of his cock and opening her mouth, took back inside it, until she had all of him engulfed again.

The only sounds in that cabin where the sounds of her sucking his cock along with his groans of pleasure.

 

[ERedBoyd]

If there was one thing he knew well about this Captain was she had sex drive of 10 women. He knew he couldn't be the only cock she shoved into her mouth, but she was one of the best in his mind. He threw his hands up onto the head board as she picked up the pace on him, causing his cock to swell thicker to her touch. The flickering lights from the candles lit about the room added an ambiance that was hot! He looked down at her and her face flickered both with devious intent and in the candle light!

Despite her exceptional oral skills though, his mind raced. "Fuuuuck..." He moaned as she drove his cock to the back of her throat! This was the opportunity he had been looking for. The opportunity to turn everything into his favor. A dark secret he would never speak aloud was his motivations to be her first mate. He had fought at her side because he had seen a strength and prowess unmatched by so many. She was a brilliant tactician and knew easily how to grease the right hands at the right time and yet... he wanted more than just the first mate and he had helped her build one of the largest pirate fleets of the day. Yes, this would provide him the opportunity he needed to destroy this woman...

He threw his head back once more as he clamped his thick callused hands on her head and exploded into her mouth and throat! His muscles gave no ground for her to pull off him but she was used to that now as much as she had eaten his cum. He let her head go though as she drank the last swallow. He still couldn't fathom how such a divine dick sucker could have possibly have gained the power and influence she had. She was just a woman after all.

Garvin looked down at her as she held his cock in own hand and wiped her mouth with the other. He sat up saying, "My turn slut."

He pushed towards her and smiled as she chuckled and backed off. When she sucked him, it was because she wanted to suck him with no other motivation, however, when he wanted her, he would have to earn it. He saw her dart to the side of the bed and he circled around as well! She laughed, leapt onto the bed to run across and he caught her ankle and pulled her feet out from under her. He tore off the sash from the curtain around the bed and flipped her onto her stomach and wrapped her wrists with it. She would NEVER allow him to bind her without a way to get out and so all she would have to do is wiggle her wrists for a few minutes and she would be free.

He planned on keeping her preoccupied though so she wouldn't get free. He would have the illusion if nothing else, of being in some kind of control. He spun her onto her back once more, and grabbed her ankles spreading them wide. He lifted her ankles up and then down to either side of her head. She was incredibly flexible so this posed no problem for her. This also put her pussy right at the snack range and her arms down along the mattress. He leaned down and took a long slow lick of that juicy wet pussy, circling the clit with his tongue.

Garvin knew for the next few moments if nothing else, she was at his utter mercy. He wrapped his thick arms around her legs and hips which kept her folded up. He spread her lips with his fingers, then dove his tongue inside her! His fingers began to tease and torment her clit feverishly as he lapped and ate on her. He had begun to memorize her every motion and sigh and quiver as he pulled her closer and closer to a bliss she didn't deserve...

 

[DarkWarrioress]

"My turn slut."

One might think she would take offense at being called a slut in her own quarters. That was simply not the case. Fallon was hard as brass tacks and then some. She had to be. Especially here on the open seas, raiding ships for their cargo. As always, the spoils were split among her ship’s captains to dole out to their men as desired. Aside from her ship, The Dancing Dragon, there was The Seas Doom with Captain York ‘The Barbarian’ Dryden. She and York had met in a tavern in Barbados and they had gotten into a bit of a fight with some other pirates over a raid. It ended up with York and herself taking them all on. The fight had been bloody and destructive. York had gotten his cheek sliced open with a toxic saber and had spent days in bed fighting a nasty fever. She had stayed with him through it all and when he was better, he joined her crew. The second ship (or third if you counted her own, which she didn’t) The Deceit, was owned by Brand ‘The Fierce’ Jett. She and Brand had passed each other on the seas many a time. They had often hailed each other, come aboard each other’s ships until they simply decided to team up. Lastly, there was The Drunken Ghost, Captain Garrick ‘One Ear’ Black. He was the youngest of the captains and she had acquired him last as well. She had found him shooting his mouth off in a local tavern and came to his rescue. In return, feeling he owed her something, started to sail with her. His debt had been long ago paid but he had chosen to stay with her.

​

"My turn slut."

Garvin’s words rang in her ears and made her grin. Those words had caused her to tease him a bit by staying out of his reach. Her laughter filled the cabin as she evaded him. The laughter turned into a shriek of surprise as she found herself flipped onto her stomach and her wrists tied behind her back. While she didn’t mind him being dominant over her in the bedroom, she always needed a way to escape, if needed. There seldom was. Flipped from back to front, Garvin spread her legs roughly and pulled them to either side of her head and she knew what was coming next. Her. She moaned with pleasure as she felt his tongue teasing her clit. She could feel it swelling and becoming more sensitive. Her cunt was getting wetter and wetter as he lapped at her flesh. She squirmed as his fingers opened her up to his eyes. Her head tossed back against the bed as those thick, long fingers invaded her body while his tongue continued to torment her engorged clit. As she grew closer to cumming, her legs pressed down on his shoulders while her heels beat against his back.

“Damn it, Garvin… make me cum.”

His fingers sawed in and out of her cunt. His mouth was wrapped around her clit, sucking on it. His tongue, which she always acknowledged was very talented, rubbed against it and it sent her over the edge she was looking for. Her body arched off the bed as she screamed and shuddered, gushing and trembling violently against his mouth.

When it subsided, she fell limply back to the bed, breathing hard, as she worked her hands free. Fallon slid along the bed until she was propped up against the headboard and managed to look at her first mate.

“Garvin, we need to get underway. We’ve got some ships to raid. Send Reeds to round up the men and pass the information on to the others. Set up a meeting with the other captains. We have plans to make.”

 

[ERedBoyd]

Garvin smiled as he gave his mouth one long lick, tasting the remnants of his delicious little Captain. He pulled his clothes on, walked over and took a shot of bourbon then gave her a mock over the top bow saying, "Yes Mon'Capitan."

He turned and left the room and was mildly surprised to find Reeds standing nearby looking over the top innocent. The little fuckstick had been peeping again. He walked towards the rat saying, "So, like what you saw there rat?"

Reeds was a similarly sized built man as far as height, weight, and muscle structure was, but inside his mind he was a little child of sorts. He had been cursed with a rather simple mind. The man growled, "Well, I guess you heard what the Captain said then right?"

"Captain Riley asked Reed to rally the other ships and crew, prepare them to departure." He said with annoying third person kind of talk. He said, "Shall Reed leave now sir?"

"Yeah. Get the fuck out of my face before I tell Captain Riley you been looking at her naked." He grabbed his vest and pushed him away from the room. The man was loyal to her for sure, but stupid as a dog trying to learn to fly.

He glanced back to the wall where he had been and peeped once more through that little hole Reeds had been looking into and smiled as he saw her dressing. He turned and walked away.

~~~ 4 hours later ~~~

"Remember what I said." Garvin said to Franks the Tavernkeeper growled as he pushed a small leather bag of coin in his hand, "No disturbances! Just the wenches with the drink and nothing else."

Franks nodded and smiled, bouncing the bag of gold in his hand and walked to the door, closing it, flipping the open sign to closed. "You got it boss."

He glanced to Captain Riley who had Reeds in tow behind her and nodded as she headed to the big room in the back where the senior crews of each of the ships were.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

She gave the man a strange look as he went out the door. She got the feeling he was disgruntled about something. She shrugged her naked shoulders as she slid from th4 bed and donned a robe before retrieving a glass of whiskey. Her mind was busy plotting how best to attack those ships from the information Reed had brought her. Speaking of Reed, she was willing to bet that the man had been peeking in on her and Garvin. She had caught him before peeking into her cabin from a small hole in the wall and he had his cock in hand. Well, if he enjoyed the show, she didn’t mind.

Finally dressed she went topside. The men were busy preparing to depart port. Some of her men were still boarding and she hailed her other captains before she sent them down into the war room. Her eyes looked around for Garvin and didn’t see him. He had better hurry as she always had him with her when she and her captains discussed the strategy for raiding.

She sauntered below deck and found her captains sitting around, jaw jacking.

“Alright, whose ready to raid and pillage?”

She came around the table and sat at the head of it, looking around at her men.

“So, who are we raiding, Capt’an?”

Garrick asked, putting his feet up on her table and leaned back in his chair. Before she could speak, there was a loud crash as Garrick went tumbling backwards and hitting the floor. He came up sputtering like a wet hen, pistols drawn. York simply looked at him.

“Mind yer manners boy. Keep yer feet off the Captain’s table. And put away those pistols. Ifin’ yer drawin’ ‘em, you better be ready to use ‘em.”

“Dammit, York,” Garrick shoved his pistols back into his belt, “I ain’t no kid so stop callin’ me a boy.”

He glanced at his captain.

“Sorry, Cap. I didn’ mean no disrespect.”

Fallon waved him back to his seat, which he picked up and sat down in again, scooting back up to the table. As she spoke with the captains, one of the men brought in the whiskey and ale and passed them about. A few drinks later, the plans were laid and the captains headed back to their ships to ready them for sailing. In the meanwhile, Fallon waited, impatiently, for Garvin to return.

 

[ERedBoyd]

~~~ PORT ROYALE ~~~

Captain Danny Trevors on the railing of the Quarter Deck of the flagship of his fleet the Galleon called the Augusta enjoying the warm summer breeze blowing along as his ship left port with every sail open and the ship flying through the waters! He glanced behind him and watched as three more ships, the rest of his fleet were leaving port as well. He had the the Galleon vessel The San Flip, the Caravel vessel called the Sao Marcus, and the San Julia. The four vessels were part of a carefully planned attack to draw out a particular band of pirates who had been raiding these shipping lanes for the last few years now.

He smiled as the vessels left the land behind. Their course would set them past the island of Barbados, towards the Haitian islands and then to the east to Spain. It was a heavily trafficked course and one that pirates often so ripe for the taking.

~~~ BARBADOS ~~~

Garvin growled as he finally made it back to the ship saying, "Begging your pardon Captain... I got a bit distracted with a lass who wore me thin."

He never even heard her response back to him as he glanced at all of the Captains as they were preparing to depart. There was a plump peasant sailing right by this cozy little isle which was going to be ripe for the taking. Each of the Captain's save Captain Riley herself met his eyes and gave a knowing nod before heading off to their vessels.

The plan was quite simple, two vessels would wait along the eastern coastline and 3 more would wait further out to sea. According to the trade lanes, if they waited on the outsides of each, both parties could see the ships coming in and strike once the red smoke cannonball was fired into the air. Garvin joined the Captain on the flagship. She had a nasty tendency to lead her men into battle on the front lines. Garvin was counting on that. She didn't have as much of the loyalty of her crew that she thought she had after the last couple of failed raids.

Now... all that was left was to wait.

~~~ EASTERN BARBADOS COASTLINE ~~~

Captain Trevors saw the pillar of red smoke shoot up from both sides of the coast and he knew the trap had been sprung. All he could do now was to let the trap set...

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Barbados. Hopefully riches beyond their reckoning. There they were. Their prey. Slowly trolling through the waters. As far as she could make out, the ships were heavily laden as they rode low in the water. She turned her head to Garvin.

“Ready the cannons and the men.”

She handed the spy glass to her first mate and ran below to retrieve her sword and side arm. Coming topside again, she took the spyglass from Garvin and scouted the seas, looking toward where her other ships were suppose to be. They were fast closing in behind their quarry. She lowered the glass and gave Garvin a predatorial grin.

“Our other ships are fast closing in. Good. Good. I am relishing the thought of a good fight.”

Fallon tossed the glass to one of the passing men and made her way to the port side of the ship.

“Cannons ready port side.”

She commanded loudly and then waited. Looking around she noted that Garvin seemed….. out of it. Not himself. She gave a shrug. Maybe the man had been out fucking a few whores before they left. Who knew the depths of his sexual appetites? In any case, something was off about him. Maybe it was time she cut him loose and find herself a new lover. Time for those thoughts later. Right now, there were ships to raid. She licked her lips in anticipation.

 

[ERedBoyd]

Captain Trevors leapt out of the way as another cannonball blasted through the starboard side and yelled, "Where is that BLASTED armada?!?!"

"No sign of them sir!!" His first mate Roy Kellman growled as he checked port for any sign of oncoming spanish sails which were supposed to be arriving at the first sign of battle!

"It looks like we are on our own! Sharp to port, prepare port guns!" The Captain commanded as he turned to look back at the pirate ships quickly closing ranks on his people! He had made a deal with the Governors that he would draw out the pirates like bait and their fleets would come in and clear them out! He had their oaths that they would be here! Where was the bloody armada! Had they been betrayed?!?

The sounds of guns firing from the lead pirate ship caused him to spin around to see bar shot being shot high into the masts and sails of the his ship! The pirate ship was also quickly closing the distance while turning to port with the clear intent to board before the next round of fire could be done. His eyes shot past the ship though to see to his surprise, the other vessels appearing to stay back, allowing his small fleet to focus on the lead ship! That was odd. He would expected them to join in the fight to distract the other vessels. Was this some kind of ploy or tactic he hadn't considered? Where there more vessels about he was unaware of?

He growled, "Arm up! Prepare to be boarded!!!" His ship lobbed to one side as his port guns fired again, ripping into the pirate ship! The other ships looked to be turning about. In the matter of minutes, all four of his own ships would be encircling the lead ship. His turned his monocle towards the deck and saw to his surprise, a raven haired woman holding a monocle looking at him!

He could see that she seemed so focused on the attack, she may not know about her other ships not engaging. However, it was too late as the men of her crew began to swing across. The sound of steel clashed as he watched her grab a rope herself and swing across!

Captain Trevors heard another command which caught him equally off-guard. "PULL BACK!!! NOW!!!" His eyes shot to a beefy man who was clearly a man of leadership on the ship as well. He looked towards the raven haired woman as she spun in clear surprise! Her own lead ship was pulling away from the fight. Her first officer had clearly seen the danger that she had not!

He yelled, "ATTACK!!! SUBDUE!!! Load the PORT CANNONS!!!" He watched as the first wave of men, some 30 men who swung across first were quickly picked off by his more than 200 men! He wanted to fight with those men but he was in charge and had to maintain the course of the battle himself!

The lead ship pulled away and began to sail off though they took several rounds of fire from two of his own fleet in addition to his own. It definitely limped away more than fled, however, the other ships that didn't engage initially suddenly moved in close. Preparing for yet another fight, the other vessels only got in close enough to help the lead ship get away!

He heard the sounds of swords and guns slow and then stop and the sound of his men beginning to cheer as the pirates limped away as fast as they could go. When flagged his ships to remain nearby and not to pursue. He had secured his first naval victory and did it without the fucking Spanish navy which had still yet to approach to help!

Captain Trevors turned at that point to see how the fight on his own ship had gone and was clearly surprised by what he saw.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

The sounds of cannon fire was loud but Fallon was had grown use to it or was going deaf, she wasn’t sure. The smoke from the cannons, wafted up on the desk and sometimes obscured her vision. In those cases, she had learned to depend on her senses and they had saved her life more than once. However, what she wasn’t prepared for was that Garvin had ordered her men to retreat. What the hell was he doing? Had he gone mad? For that matter, had her crew taken on the mad sickness as well? They were following Garvin’s orders and not hers. To add insult to injury, as far as she could see, her other ships had not attacked and shown to hold back. Mutiny was an ugly taste at the back of her throat. Fallon contemplated what to do next. She could jump from the enemy ship but the only thing wrong with that was, there was no land in sight. Where could she swim to without getting eaten by the hunters of the ocean?

She found herself surrounded by men with swords pointed at her. With a smirk on her lips she dropped her sword and stood there. Where was the captain?

“Prepare our men for burial,” a rough looking man yelled to the crew around him as the smoke dissipated, “throw the others into the sea as fodder and someone take this one, “ he pointed the tip of his sword directly at her before sheathing it, “below and lock her up in the Captain’s quarters. He can deal with the firebrand.”

Bodies were being tossed over the side of the ship. Others were being laid out on the deck of the ship and covered with cloth. Beyond that, she could see the Dancing Dragon sailing off with the other ships. She swore loudly and violently as someone grabbed her arm and roughly shoved her toward the stairs leading down into the ship itself. Fallon yanked on her arm to no avail. A door, presumedly to the captain’s cabin, was thrown open, she was shoved inside and the door was closed and locked. She glanced around and cursed her first mate.

“Fuck you, Garvin. I will get my ship back and I will see you hung from the yardarm of the Dancing Dragon for mutiny.”

Even as mad as she was, she wondered why he had done it. What possessed him to turn on her and leave her to an unknown fate. Blast his bloody hide!

All Fallon could do was pace the interior of the cabin, which was relatively neat for a male, and wait to see what Fate had in store for her.

 

[ERedBoyd]

Captain Trevors remained topside to oversee the process of searching and later tossing the invaders overboard. Pirates were literally the scum of the earth and deserve to die brutally by the sword so far as he was concerned. Of course he had some history with pirates before when he was younger so his feelings on the subject would not be as they say, neutral. Pirates cared nothing for anyone or anything but themselves. They simply took whatever they wanted no matter what it cost or who paid the price. In his own mind... ALL pirates deserved death.

He turned and eyed the set of stairs leading to his cabin and realized he had one more pirate he would have to deal with. Before he would do it though, he was approached by his boatswain saying, "Captain... I have the damage report."

The tall proud man said, "Go ahead."

"Obviously, the main sail and stern sails will have to brought down. Stern sail can be patched, but the main is going to have to be replaced. Should take an hour or so. We have quite a bit of port side damage on decks 2 and 3. Some water coming in, but my boys are patching it now so nothing to be concerned with there." The pot bellied man with the receding hair line said as he read off his notes.

"When can we set sail again?" Danny asked.

"The patch shouldn't take long... hour at most. New sail an hour. I say 3 hours for damage to the hull. I lost a few of my carpenters so some help would not go amiss." He said.

He yelled out, "QUARTERMASTER!!! WHERE ARE YOU!"

His boatswain fell silent and said, "Captain... he was run through... by that one." He pointed to his cabin.

Another rough looking fella walked up to him saying, "She took out, best we can tell, 7 of our men before we surrounded her. A couple of the men swear they saw fire come from her eyes... and they swear they saw her summon ravens to fight for her."

The boatswain growled, "That is hogswash! That be Captain Fallon Riley sure as I be standing here. I seen her work before. We was lucky."

Captain Trevors growled, "So you left her ... alone... in my quarters unguarded?"

"We posted a couple of men outside your doors." One of the men growled though he seemed quite nervous about it. Apparently her reputation was she was a witch of some kind and could summon ravens and rats and other creatures of death to her aid when she needed.

The Captain growled, "Bring her out. There is only one fate for pirates... ANY pirates. You know what that fate is don't ya?"

"Captain, she has a bounty on her head. 1000 crowns!" one of the men growled.

"It's bad luck having that one on the ship. Kill her and toss her overboard!" One of the crew growled as more gathered around the Captain to hear his plans.

Captain Trevors raised his hands and said, "Bring her out now. If there is a 1000 crowns for her head, we will bring them... just her head. DEATH TO PIRATES!!!"

"DEATH TO PIRATES!!!" the entire crew yelled out! Four of his men headed down to the cabin to draw the woman back out on deck.

The Captain told his carpenter, "You may take as many men as you need to get us up and running. I want to set sail before nightfall. Tell our other ships to remain close till we are repaired."

 

[DarkWarrioress]

She could hear the men on the upper deck getting all riled up and her fingers curled into her palms as she began to pace the room like a caged and cornered animal.

Damn Garvin to Hell.

She wanted to draw and quarter his ----the door to the Captain’s quarters abruptly slammed open, making Fallon whirl suddenly toward it. Her eyes searching for something she could use as a defensive weapon. Four men burst into the captain’s quarters. The air suddenly became hostile. The fine hairs on the back of her neck rose up.

“The Capt’n be wanting ye topside, woman.”

The man who spoke was not only big but burly. His muscles fairly bulged out of the shirt he was wearing. All it would take was the tip of a knife along the center of his shirt and it would have parted easily. Fallon had little time to think beyond that when the smallest of them came at her. Instinctively, she quickly kicked out, making the man fall back on his ass. The other three laughed at him and as he got to his feet the other three rushed her. Big and burly grabbed one arm and another took her other arm, steering clear of her feet. They hauled her topside and fairly threw her at the captain’s feet. No matter how much she tried to maintain her balance, she found herself on her hands and knees, looking at a pair of black scuffed boots that had seen better days. She sort of sat back on her legs, using a slender hand to push back her hair from her face and found herself staring into the most incredible eyes she had ever encountered in her life. They appeared golden at the center and rimmed in a bluish green and for once in her life, she was speechless.

 

[ERedBoyd]

Captain Trevors watched as this woman with the raven hair was pulled out and tossed to his feet. Her eyes shifted up to his and he hesitated a moment. The drawings of her plastered on all the wanted posters didn't do this woman a moment's justice. She was definitely a tasty looking wench, but at the same time, she was a pirate. He hunger for this woman warred with the disgust at who she was.

The sounds and murmurs of some of his crew began to grow as all eyes stared down at the woman. Words like "Raven Witch' and 'Queen of the damned' and 'dark sorceress' began to surface from the chatter. "Mark me words... she be dangerous and needs to be given to Davy Jones Locker now... before her black magic effects us all..." Someone said.

My Carpenter growled, "BE SILENT you TWITS!!"

The Captain's eyes remained locked on her as hers shifted to look around at the men with growing anxiety. Witches and sorceress weren't treated any better at sea than they were at land. He finally raised his hands in the air indicating silence. The murmuring was growing increasingly noisier up till that point and all eyes, including this Pirate Queen turned to face him in silence.

He said, "You are Captain Fallon Riley, Captain... or rather former Captain of the Dancing Dragon pirate ship are you not?"

"Don't let her speak! She could enchant you with her words alone!" One seamen said from in the back. The Captain turned to look at the man who had shoved two fingers into his ears as not to be caught under the spell. He turned back to face her and as he did, he spotted more than a few of his crew putting their fingers in their ears too... just in case. He shook his head in irritation. He had to find a smarter grade of sailor at the next port for sure.

Captain Trevors looked back at the raven haired beauty and said, "Answer woman. Are you Captain Fallon Riley of the Dancing Dragon?"

 

[DarkWarrioress]

"Answer woman. Are you Captain Fallon Riley of the Dancing Dragon?"

Her eyes narrowed at him but she held her peace and answered him civilly.

“And if I am? What are you going to do now? Throw me overboard? Run me through? Perhaps hang me from your yardarm?”

Somehow she had found her voice and shook off being surprised by this captain. Perhaps it hadn’t been wise to get so defiant with him but she couldn’t help it anymore than she could breathe. The men around her were calling for her death. Calling her a witch. The Queen of the Damned. Even a Dark Sorceress. Fallon knew that in this day and age, men considered women aboard ships as a bad omen. Bad luck even, but Fallon believed in making her own luck and she had been very good at it until Garvin had betrayed her. Just the thought of that man, taking her ship made her slowly get to her feet with a soft growl that started deep in her throat. Unsure if she was going to attack their captain, two of the men who had come down to retrieve her, grabbed her arms and held her tight. Fallon yanked on her arms but to no avail. Her heart was racing in her chest and her breathing was harsh at best. She refused to look away from this sea captain. His eyes were certainly compelling but mostly, she wasn’t going to back down from this man.

“Parlay, Captain. I wish to parlay.”

She wasn’t sure he would take heed, specifically because he wasn’t a pirate. However, he sailed the seven seas and should know about parlay. Her lips were set in a harsh line as she awaited his reply and all the while she hoped he would accept the parlay.

 

[ERedBoyd]

"Parlay?" Captain Trevors rolled the word around in his mouth a bit and said, "Parlay.... Maxim!" He looked to his Carpenter who was now, for all intents and purposes acting as his first mate and said, "Are we pirates?"

The crew began to chuckle as Maxim growled, "Indeed, we are not Captain."

Danny turned his eyes back towards the pirate wench and said, "I thought not. Parlay only works between pirates. Since we are not pirates, we do not recognize Parlay."

He stepped towards her and let his eyes slowly move down her shapely curvy body and then back up. He said in a softer tone, mostly to himself, "I must admit though, we have seen less appealing pirates in the past. I think I might just enjoy letting you rob me just so I can watch you move about my cabin."

He looked at the draw strings on the top of her blouse top and reached to the knot on the front and untied it, loosening the top a bit more to reveal more of her cleavage. He smirked as he looked at her plentiful bosom and said, "I think I would enjoy being robbed by you indeed."

Danny spun on his heal though and said, "There is a mighty price for the head of the notorious Captain Riley who looks remarkably like the woman who stands behind me." He addressed his crew. He said, "the bounty did say that all that was required was her head. The rest of her body was not needed."

They looked towards the raven haired beauty hungrily. He turned around and looked back at her saying, "However, despite me saying we are not pirates, I will recognize the desperate situation you find yourself and as a civil courtesy to you as a woman, I will listen to your parlay. Boys, release our guest."

The men who restrained her stepped back after letting her go. She was completely surrounded by hungry, sex starved seamen who knew how to appreciate a proper bosom. He said, "Speak your Parlay to me."

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Her eyes narrowed. This captain was an asshole. She didn’t like the way his eyes wandered over her body. He didn’t like her because she was a pirate. That much was very clear. Yet, he’d like her body well enough if she offered it. She struggled against the hold on her arms as he reached for the knot on her shirt, undoing it and exposing the swell of her full breasts that pressed against the fabric.

So, he was going to listen to her parlay, hm? She wasn’t sure what good that was going to do her. However, if it kept her from swimming with the fishes, she was all for it. She was all too aware of her feminine curves, the swell of her hips and breasts. She saw the hunger that burned in their eyes. Again she raged against the men who held her tight.

"However, despite me saying we are not pirates, I will recognize the desperate situation you find yourself and as a civil courtesy to you as a woman, I will listen to your parlay. Boys, release our guest."

She yanked on her arms one more time as they released her. Fire blazed in her eyes. She wanted to shove her parlay up his ass. Instead, she lifted her chin and glared at him.

“Very well, Captain. I have a huge stash of gems, jewelry and coins on a private island. I would be willing to trade it for my freedom and…”

She turned to glare at each of his men before returning her stare to the captain.

“...and you keep your hounds away from me for the duration.”

She folded her arms over her chest and waited for him to say something.

 

[ERedBoyd]

"Well, my lady! I fear you make jest for I have no hounds on my fine vessel, mere the finest sailors this side of the ocean or the other! Am I right men!" Captain Trevors said with a mock bow as the men seemed to cheer him on.

He saw the indignation in her eyes as she saw the twinkle in his. He stood back up and faced her saying, "Perhaps these hounds of which you speak are the ones on that far ship running with that tails between their legs." He pointed towards the distant sail of her ship as it raced away. The other four ships of her fleet had already vanished.

Danny could see the anger in her eyes once more and he said, "My dear lady, I must apologize making jest of your most dire situation. Narry a man on my ship will harm you, though I cannot speak for what they want to do. These men know to harm any guest on my ship is to be tossed overboard and left for Davy Jones so fear not. on that part of your offer. You are quite safe under my care."

The crew all grumbled amongst themselves not entirely agreeing with their Captain. They would do as he commanded and not touch her without permission from the Captain though. This had not been the first woman he had picked up along the way in the past and he trusted his men.

He began a slow walk around her as he studied every inch of her delicious body and said, "As to the first part of your offer. The price on your head is substantial albeit I would have to return you to Spain to collect on it. I can only imagine the result of me turning you over to the authorities would involve stretching that pretty neck of yours. You say you have a huge chest of gold and gems and coins. You are willing to trade it for your freedom. Well, before I can properly consider the offer, I must ask the question, exactly how much is in your 'huge' chest? You must understand the ship that brings your pretty head to the Spanish armada would be heralded as a champion of the fleet as well which is worth even more than the bounty itself. I am not so certain a single chest, however huge, would be worth the lost earnings and reputation of your bounty." He leaned in close and said, "You may have to do better than one chest of gold is what I am saying, my lass."

 

[DarkWarrioress]

"Well, my lady! I fear you make jest for I have no hounds on my fine vessel, mere the finest sailors this side of the ocean or the other! Am I right men!"

Fallon rolled her eyes at this. She had to hand it to captain, however. His men thought the world of him. Lucky him.

"Perhaps these hounds of which you speak are the ones on that far ship running with that tails between their legs."

At that, she muttered….

“Not hounds, rats. All of them.”

Her tone was bitter and angry. Her eyebrow arched at his saying something about a chest.

“Captain, if you would quit paying attention to my chest you would have heard me far more clearly. I said nothing about a chest but a stash. My stash. Of all those items you said back to me and then some. I’ve been hiding the stuff for many years now.”

She shrugged her shoulders, causing her loosened shirt to shift slightly.

“I cannot begin to tell you how much there is there but by my estimation? It could outfit a bigger ship than this and then some. Is that enough treasure to parlay with?”

Apparently, she had caught this captain’s wandering eye and it appeared he liked what he saw of her. It had been all she could do to stand still, feet braced slightly apart to accommodate the rolling sea as he walked around her with lecherous eyes. Although…. She had to admit, he was easy on the eyes. His body was honed with finely sculpted muscles of someone who worked alongside his men. His ass wasn’t bad for that matter either. However, it was his eyes that got to her the most, though she would rather die a thousand deaths than let him know it. He had a face, if things were different, that she would not complain about being between her legs for any length of time. He could please a woman, she was sure of it. Given his looks and build, he did not lack for female company at all. She’d wager several doubloons on that much.

While she had been musing about her captor, her eyes had wandered over him despite his men that encircled them both. They found their way back up his body and met his eyes once more.

“Well, Captain? Do we have a parlay?”

 

[ERedBoyd]

Her gazes on him didn't go amiss. He smiled as he caught her eyes checking him out too. When they locked eyes, they knew they had sized each other up physically. He smirked as she blushed slightly. He said, "Do ... we have Parlay?"

"You promise a stash of gold, gems, and coin, in exchange for your freedom." He turned his eyes away from her and looked to the crew once more to get a feel for their reactions. This ship was run by one man, but enrage the crew and it becomes one man against 200. They all seemed to watch him intently some nodding at the idea of gold, others afraid of the raven witch and this being a trick.

Finally he offered his hand to her saying, "I want to make myself perfectly clear to you, Captain. You are a pirate. Your entire lot are liars, thieves and murderers. I only half believe you about this mysterious treasure of yours. So, if we discover you have deceived us, lied to us, or try to hurt me or any of my men, this one time deal is concluded and we will personally stretch your neck hang you to a noose off the boom and send you overboard. If you speak truth and surrender this treasure to me, you will have your freedom. If you agreed, you have yourself... a deal."

He felt her hand grip his and they shook. This also provided a mixed reaction with the crew, those a general sense of relief did seem to come about. The Captain then said, "Come with me. Higgins! get this ship moving again!"

Danny grabbed her by the upper arm and turned her back to the Captain's Quarters to a large dining table. Two of his junior officers as well as a gunner holding a rifle to his shoulder walked into the Quarters as well and as they circled the main table, he walked over to the rack of maps and pulled out the local one, walk to the table and rolling it out. It covered, as best it could, the entire Caribbean ocean. He said, "Pray tell me we are not far from this stash, Captain. Show us the location now." Every eye studied her as she looked at each of her captors.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Fallon found herself roughly put into a chair and a map shoved under her nose.

"Pray tell me we are not far from this stash, Captain. Show us the location now."

She looked the men gathered around the table, staring briefly at each one as if taking their measure. She was more than aware that no one in this room trusted her or her words. That was fair enough and the feeling was mutual. The captain said if she turned over her stash to him and his crew, she would regain her freedom. She only partly believed that and that was because she had to have some hope. It was like swallowing bile to make parlay with him but what other choice did she have. The bounty on her head was high and the posters said dead or alive. She was less of a problem dead. Although, the look in the captain’s eyes said he’d rather keep her alive for a while, at least until he had his fill of her. Like bloody hell. She picked her lovers, no one else did.

Glancing down at the map, she studied it, a finger traveling over the surface as she located her island. There it was, in the Caribbean, just a mere blip on the map. Her finger stabbed at it.

“Here. That means traveling back to the Caribbean to get to it.”

She had encountered that old belief that women aboard ship was a taboo. She owned her own ship and nothing bad had come amiss. Well. Until now. That rotten, no good, son of a---

“In the meantime, Captain. What does that spell out for me? Am I to be locked in the hold as we travel back?”

They might have parlay, but that didn’t mean she was going to have any freedom on this ship to roam around.

 

[ERedBoyd]

Danny stared at her for a long time when their eyes met. Soon each of the others were looking at either the Pirate or the Captain. He was sizing her up to the last dabloon. It was possible this was some kind of trap. He kind of doubted that though considering from all appearances she was abandoned by her crew which usually meant something bad with the Captain himself. The thing was, from all his own studies on how pirate ships operated, they were quite different from the trade fleet or a militia boat.

A trade Captain or military Captain of a warship had the support of a greater organization such as the government or organizations they represented to enforce their authority. The Captain's word was law and if you didn't do what was commanded, you would be tried and punished. The authority started at the Captain, and trickled down into the crew.

A pirate ship on the other hand, had no such organization offering their authority. The Captain was the Captain technically but decisions had to be voted on by the crew and if the crew didn't want to do it, they simply could vote to override it. The crew voted in their Captain who would then do as the crew wished of them. The power of a Pirate Captain came from their own crew, not an outer force like the Naval fleet or a trade organization.

So by the crew dumping her from her own vessel, that meant one of two things. Either the crew had voted her out of office because of too many bad decisions OR the crew decided some other person would do a better job. Either way, it didn't bode well for her.

Upon her final question, Captain Trevors merely laughed and said, "Gunny, we have some extra clothes do we not? Crewman clothes?"

"Aye." He said calmly eyeing her.

"Go acquire me a change of clothes and some boots if you would. Also a burlap sack." Danny said watching the gunny turn and leave. He locked his eyes on her saying, "No one gets a free ride on this ship. Not even you. You will earn your keep, swabbing my decks and other such comparable tasks. Lieutenant Roberts!"

"Aye sir!" a burly dark skinned man said nearby.

"See to it our guest is under watch 24/7. I foresee a diversion of about 4 days time to get to this isle. See no man physically touches her in any way. What happens to her, happens to you by 3. See she is fed and given a place to sleep at night. If she causes any problems at all or mouths anyone on my ship however, string her up to the main mast and notify me at once." The Captain said calmly knowing that keeping her near him was just as dangerous for him as it was for her. He knew he wanted this dark haired beauty badly and had to restrain himself from claiming her. She was a pirate and scoundrel and deserved not a moment's extra time with him. Plus, the change in clothes would be a reminder to the crew there was only one Captain.

The Gunny come walking back in with a lace up tan cotton tunic, a pair of well worn calf high brown boots, and a pair if pants of dark brown. He said, "The clothes Captain" as he eyed her hungrily looking forward to what was about to happen next.

"The rest of you, you are dismissed. Roberts, wait outside for now." Danny said.

After they were all gone, he studied her saying, "There is only one Captain here lass. Remove all your clothing and put them into the burlap sack. Jewelry too. Everything. Then put these clothes on. Do as I say lass."

Captain Trevors said nothing more as he watched her, ready to see her strip.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

"There is only one Captain here lass. Remove all your clothing and put them into the burlap sack. Jewelry too. Everything. Then put these clothes on. Do as I say lass."

She watched as the one called Roberts left the cabin and then turned her attention back to the captain. She eyed him for a moment or so after he finished talking.

Hm. So it was going to be like that, was it.

He didn’t look like he was going to be leaving any time soon. With a shrug of her shoulders, she began untying her tunic and before it could fall to her waist, she caught it and pulled over her head. Her full, firm breasts came into view. She wore nothing under the tunic and why should she? She knew that as she drew the cloth over her head, it stretched her breasts tight. The cool air circulating in the cabin caused her nipples to tighten. Ater removing the garment, she put it in the sack and reached for the shirt his man had brought in, drawing it on over her head. There was nothing she could do about her nipples poking against the fabric. Her nimble fingers unlaced her breeches and shoving her hands into each side at her hips, drew them down her legs, lifting one shapely leg after the other as she drew them off and stuck them into the sack as well. The pants she drew on were too big for her but she rolled them at the waist and ankles. She glanced up at the captain.

“Am I allowed to keep my boots at least?”

Fallon was nothing, if not pragmatic. She had been in worse situations and lived. She’d get out of this one too. Eventually.

She removed what jewelry she wore, tucking them into the sack as well before she raised her eyes back to him.

“Well, Captain Trevors now what? Swabbing decks or cleaning cabins?”

She had a feeling it was going to be the former. At least she hoped so.