"Two Treasures: A Pirate Tale" (closed)

After seeing to it that his ship's surgeon took care of the wounded Frenchie's, Billy once again checked on his men at the Hungry Lemur, who by now were mixed with Belle Bonny's men. He did not want anyone getting out of control and causing any problems... well anymore problems than normal.

As he turned to walk out, Captain Billy was approached by Blackman. "You need to come with me, and you need to come with me now." Billy looked at Blackman. His tone of voice had not been aggressive, but it was certainly forceful, and left no doubt that Billy needed to do what he was told.

Billy was lead to Lady Clara's office. Lady Clara met him outside and motioned with a finger for him to follow her. Once again, he was not going to defy what he was being directed to do. Lady Clara was not someone to be on the wrong side of.

Lady Clara opened a door, and directed Billy inside. Once he was in, Lady Clara locked the door and closed it. Billy was focused on the beautiful woman in the bed. When she pulled down the covers, Billy finally got a look at the wonderful body of the woman that he desired.

"We have waited far too long Captain." As his eyes slowly moved over her body, he began to undress. He was in no hurry. He had waited for this and THEY were going to enjoy it, and make it last as long as possible.

Once he was naked, he stood there for another moment; allowing Belle Bonny a good look at his body and all he had to offer her. Then, he moved to the bed and slid in next to her. As she pulled the covers over them, Billy slid his body close to hers and placed an arm over her, caressing her back lightly. Staring into her eyes, he smiled, "Hello Beautiful."
 
Bonny wasted no time in practically mauling Billy; it had been well over a year since she'd last been with a man, and she was burning up with a desperate need for satisfaction. She pulled him tightly to her, wrapped her feet tightly to the backs of his thighs, and kissed him passionately as they ground their groins together. It felt so fucking good … and they weren't even fucking yet!"

She was so lost in the fiery passion that she initially missed a very familiar and very concerning sound coming through the walls from the church tower, which stood tall over the rest of Nuevo Nassau: the warning bell. Suddenly the door of the bedroom burst open; it was Lady Clara and -- even though she hesitated for a moment to ogle the tight, muscular ass of Captain Murray as it stuck up in the air -- she hurried and worriedly reported, "Captain...! Captains! There is a warship at the mouth of the harbor."

Lady Clara, having done her duty, turned and hurried out, once again closing the door. Bonny looked up into Billy's face with the most desperate expression her muscles could likely fashion. She posited, "There're probably just looking for their missing ship. It's probably not--"

Before she got the last words out, thought, the very distant but unmistakable booms of a full broadsides washed over the town. Bonny pressed her forehead up into the crook of Billy's neck, growling, "F-f-f-f-f-ucking French!"
 
The feel of her amazing body against his was better than anything he had ever experienced. He was going to savor every last second that he spent with this incredible woman, and he was going to pleasure her like nothing she had ever known.

When the door burst open and Lady Cara entered the room, Billy made no attempt to cover them or to hide what they were doing. He didn't care who knew. Of course, Lady Clara had no doubt what she was walking into when she came to alert them.

Their bodies still tangled together, they looked at one another and tried to convince themselves that it was no big deal and there was nothing to worry about. They had both been waiting so long for this moment and nothing could stop them.... could it?

The swollen head of his cock brushed her silky, wet pussy just as the booms echoed through the building and through the walls that were hiding them from the world. "These fuckers are going to pay for this. They are going to suffer like nobody before."

Billy slid his cock into Belle Bonny and slowly moved deep inside her. Once he was buried in her tight pussy, he looked down at her. "I know that we need to go and protect everything you have built here, but I want to come back here and lock ourselves in here for days."

Kissing her passionately, Billy slid back out of Belle Bonny and they both dressed quickly. Billy knew just how much Nuevo Nassau meant to her, and he was willing to give up this moment of satisfaction, in order to gain so much more with her.
 
Bonny saw her disappointment reflected back to her in Billy's face, and she was so sure that he was going to leap off of her and begin donning his clothes, which -- of course -- she would have to do as well.

"These fuckers are going to pay for this," Billy growled, "They are going to suffer like nobody before."

Bonny was certain that Billy's declaration meant that he was indeed going to postpone that for which they'd both been waiting for so long. There was another distant booming, this time Bonny believed of their own land based 12 inchers returning fire; the sound washed over the town and whorehouse and was, by now, joined by excited voices beyond the wall of the townsfolk realizing that a battle was underway.

A moment later, Bonny felt Billy's cock pressing against her the opening of her sex, and a moment after that the head of his erecting was penetrating her tightness ever so gently. Bonny's face tightened up with a mix of pain and pleasure, and as she felt him sinking into her depths she let out a gasp of surprise as if it were the first time a man had been inside her. Bonny didn't realize until Billy was almost fully inside her that she was clutching him with her wrapping legs and clenching fingers as if she were hanging from Andrea's bowsprit during a ferocious storm, fearful of falling away into the Madagascar Channel to be run over by the forward moving vessel.

"I know that we need to go and protect everything you have built here..." Billy told her.

Bonny adjusted herself beneath him, preparing for a quick fuck as she was sure was about to commence. Then Billy added, "...but I want to come back here and lock ourselves in here for days."

He kissed Bonny passionately, pulled out of her depths, and leaped from the bed. Bonny's eyes widened in shock and she barked out, "Really...? Really...?"

Bonny was on the edge of rage that Billy would wet his cock inside her and then leap away, but that rage faded quickly when once again the doors flew open and Agatha Howard surged in. She stopped just inside with panic on her face … then caught sight of Captain Billy Murray's winky -- still mostly stiff and now glistening in Bonny's vaginal fluids -- poking straight out at her as he was trying to slip into his trousers. Her eyes widened and her mouth fell open as she simply stared in naïve awe.

It wasn't until Billy -- only now aware of her presence -- got his pants up and hid himself that the fiercely blushing Agatha that she looked to the bed to find Belle Bonny sitting on her knees with the sheet held up to hide her bosom. She cried out, "There are soldiers coming! They're on the shore! Lady Clara says they are on the shore … coming … here!"

Bonny was out of her bed -- uncaring about her nudity before the girl -- and hurrying to and out the bedroom door as she was slipping on a long bedroom gown. Looking down to the tavern's main floor, she found at least two dozen men and a similar number of whores and tavern workers standing about, conversing and speculating about what was happening and how to react to it.

"Get to Satisfaction and use her guns to hit the troops on shore," she told Billy as he was exiting the bedroom, still donning his clothes. He was likely already thinking that, of course, but Bonny felt the need to convey it to him as an order, seeing how she was his boss. She grabbed him by the shirt collar, pulling him back for a hasty but passionate kiss before continuing, "If the Frenchie ship is sitting in the mouth of the harbor, you won't be able to hit her with a broadside without being hit yourself or possibly running aground in the process. Let the shore battery deal with the ship."

Of course, there was a good possibility that that was wrong. There was a good chance that if Billy had the right wind, he might be able to sail right at the attacking vessel and simple board her. But Bonny couldn't know that here and now, and once he was out the door, the choice of what to do would be entirely his.

"I'll get Andrea away from the dock," she continued as she ran back into the room, stripped off the gown, and began putting her own clothes back on. "We'll help shell the troops."

Suddenly, Gerald was there at the door offering himself up for orders. Bonny was surprised -- she'd thought he'd gone back out to Andrea -- but she was happy to see him. Mister Smith was actually assigned to Billy's Satisfaction crew, but he'd been sailing with Bonny for more than two weeks, so she reacted as if he were under her command. "Protect Agatha!"

Bonny didn't give anymore direction that that; he was an intelligent and brave sailor, so she knew he'd act accordingly. Slipping on her boots and running for the door with her blouse still unbuttoned and her tits on nearly full display, Bonny found Billy at the bottom of the stairs talking to crew members. She threw herself into his arms, gave him a big, wet, passionate kiss -- while reaching down to grasp his cock hard enough to make him grimace -- and laughed, "Fuck the French! And fuck you, Billy Murray!"

She ran for the door and for the battle, still buttoning her top while pirates and other armed residents of Nuevo Nassau followed behind, screaming out Belle Bon-ny, Belle Bon-ny, Belle Bon-ny!

Behind them, at the base of the stairs, Agatha looked to Billy -- who had just finished giving orders to some of his own men -- shrugged her shoulders as Gerald grabbed her arm to leave, and called out meekly, "Bil-ly Mur-ray, Bil-ly Mur-ray..."
 
Billy gave the men explicit instructions on what they were expected to do, and then sent them off to do it. After the kiss from Belle Bonny that left him wanting so much more, they went their separate ways to defend their ships and their home port.

He made his was to Satisfaction while Belle Bonny headed toward Andrea. Once aboard, he gave the commands that the men were told to prepare for. The guns were aimed at the troops and began blasting away at them.

Once Belle Bonny was aboard Andrea and got her away from the dock, she too started blasting at the troops. Captain Murray realized that Belle Bonny would be able to handle the troops who were on land, he made the decision to go after the ship in the mouth of the harbor.

It was not going to be easy to do. Billy was going to have to make certain not to expose the broadsides of the ship. That would also mean that he wouldn't be able to take any shots. He would have to maneuver Satisfaction into position to board her.

This was not going to be a maneuver that would be accomplished without casualties. He just needed to get close enough and then let his men, who he was certain were more experienced in close quarters fighting, do their thing.

Knowing the harbor was definitely to Billy's advantage. He set the course, and then turned around to check on Belle Bonny. They made eye contact and he waved to her, to let her know he would be alright, and to make sure she took care of herself.

Satisfaction was heading right toward the French ship. As they closed the distance, Billy could tell that the French captain did not know what to do. Billy was sure that the Frenchie had never had anyone sail toward him in battle before.

The french ship began to fire at Satisfaction but was unable to get their bearings set. before the French captain knew it, Billy had his ship tacking in next to the French ship. His men were ready to board, which surprised the French. "Bring me the Captain. He is to be unharmed... until I get my hands on him anyway."

The french ship had minimal crew members on it, because they had transported the troops. Billy figured they had allowed the troops to land down the coast a little to keep the element of surprise. There were shots fired, and there were screams from the wounded and the dying.

"Remember, the captain is mine. Don't you dare hurt him, unless he does something stupid," Billy shouted. His men were amazing. They carried out their mission masterfully, and before he knew it, the French Captain was standing in front of him.

Captain Murray just shook his head, before punching the french captain in the stomach. "You have no idea how much you are going to suffer. Your actions have caused me a great deal of pain... and not a physical kind of pain. However, the pain you feel will be the physical kind." Delivering a backhand to the jaw of the french captain, Billy instructed the men to tie him to the main mast and make sure he is secured there.

His crew was instructed to drop the anchor of the French ship and he along with Belle Bonny would determine what to do with it. Billy had an idea of what he would like, but he knew this was Belle Bonny's home turf.

Agatha looked to Gerald as he kept her in a back room. He waited for anyone to come through the door. If it was a Frenchie, he would immediately start blasting away. "Who is Billy Murray," she asked meekly. "I thought Belle Bonny was in charge. It seems to me that he is the one who should be in charge. He is so big and strong."
 
Belle Bonny found herself feeling proud of the crew of Andrea when she arrived at the dock. The launches were in the water pulling at lines attached to the bow, aligning the vessel's guns with the new road to the west up which the French marines were marching.

"All aboard who's coming aboard!" one of the sailors called out playfully from the quarterdeck as he saw Bonny coming. He tossed one of the deck lines out over the top of her, and after pulling it tight, Bonny was able to swing out to the hull, where she snatched onto the Jacobs Ladder and climb aboard.

"You almost missed me," she told the pirate helping her. When he said they'd been confident she would show up on time, Bonny recalled having Billy's cock inside her just minutes earlier and mumbled, "Like I said … almost missed me."

Less than a minute after she got on board, Bonny had been updated on the specifics as best they were known. The assaulting was, in fact, a French warship, a big one with two decks of guns, the port side half of them currently pummeling the shit out of the western gun fortifications.

Less than a minute after that, the port side guns were lined up on the advancing French Marines and, "Fire!"

Smoke and fire belched from Andrea, and seconds later the cannon balls stuck all about the advancing Company. The Frenchies scattered in all directions as the gun crews quickly reloaded; the crews in the launches rowed off to starboard to stop the turn to port. By the time the advancing enemy had recouped and began a quick march, the guns were loaded again and the order was given. The second strike was even more accurate, as it should have been; the original Company of about 100 had been cut down by 15 or more; the second attack killed or injured about double that of the first.

"Reload!" Bonny called before moving to the starboard side to look for Satisfaction. She wasn't initially happy with what she was seeing: Billy was taking his boat directly at the enemy, a vessel that had twice his number of guns and had half of them aimed directly at him. She murmured to herself, "He's gonna get himself killed before we finish our fuck."

"Excuse me, Captain?" the OOD asked, unsure of what he'd heard. Bonny told him to forget it, which he did as she looked to the gun deck for the Master Gunner for indication that he was ready to fire a third volley. He looked back to shore again, then excitedly said, "Captain! Look!"

Bonny followed his pointing hand, then snatched the looking glass to check the shore some 200 yards nearer to town than were the French troops. She smiled at what she saw, almost 50 men from Nuevo Nassau rushing toward the invaders. She called to the Master Gunner, "Once more if you please, sir!"

A third round of explosions filled the air to the west of Andrea, and when the shells struck, another dozen or more men hit the ground. Bonny called to the Signalman, who ran up a flag that indicated an end to the shelling, and without slowing down the pirates, laborers, farmers, ranchers, and fisherman from all about Soalala Bay engaged the French soldiers.

Bonny watched the fight for a bit through the looking glass before handing it over and tell the OOD to keep her updated. Then she turned her full attention to what was happening at the mouth of the harbor. To the west of the bay's entrance smoke was rising from the defensive fortifications; the French ship had pummeled the hell out of the cannons and crews there, and Bonny knew there would be significant casualties there.

Suddenly, the guns of the French warship all fired at once … and instead of heading for either of the shore batteries, the rounds were headed for Satisfaction … and Billy. Bonny's stomach rolled anxiously as she saw the deadly projectiles passing through sails with ease and clipping lines that let some of those sheets begin flopping freely in the wind. One cannon round -- shot incredibly and unprofessionally high -- struck the foremast, clipping it right in two.

But that was the extent of the damage for one very good reason that Bonny now realized and for which she was thankful: Billy had gauged the wind speed and direction perfectly, and before the French gunners could reload and adjust for the rapidly nearing ship, Satisfaction was turning to port, pulling along side, and … it was over. Oh, sure, the pirates still had to board and take the ship, but Bonny knew Billy and the men he had under his command. It was only a matter of time.

"Drop the anchor here, sir," she ordered, "and load the launches with armed men to go after that second French Company on the south road."

She returned to watching the battle taking place in the harbor's mouth, and not too much longer, a signal flag rose over Satisfaction that caused the men aboard Andrea to cheer. Bonny murmured to herself, "Congratulations Captain Billy."

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It would be dark before the battle was entirely concluded. Some of the French soldiers had escaped into the interior and had to be chased down, some of them with dogs. In all, the French had taken 140 casualties, relatively a half and half split between deaths and injuries, though, about a third of the injured would die before morning for various reasons. They'd also had 80 taken prisoner, on land and on the schooner. Some of the pirates wanted to line them up and shoot them, but -- per the Code by which they all lived -- Bonny insisted they be stripped to their underwear, shackled, and locked in a stockade that was yet to be built until they could be traded back to the French in Beira.

Soalala had lost 18 men tonight as well, with twice that number suffering injuries that, for the most part, were recoverable. Bonny's crew had suffered 2 dead and 3 injured when one of the cannons was incorrectly double packed with powder and exploded. Billy's crew had lost men in the fight as well, though, she'd heard two wildly different number and, therefore, would have to wait for him to inform her.

And wait for him she was … right where they'd been earlier in the day. After the dead had been respectfully assembled for burial at sea tomorrow and the injured were in a makeshift infirmary down in one of Lady Clara's freight warehouses, he was pointed upstairs again, and again Bonny lifted up the sheet in invitation, this time saying to him, "Shall we try this again?"
 
Satisfaction was guided back into the harbor by the OOD. Billy walked around the deck taking a count of dead and wounded. None of the pirate casualties had been left on the French ship, and they were now laid out on the deck. The surgeon went from person to person; assessing their wounds.

The number of casualties suffered wasn't bad, but Billy was still pissed off. They had dared to try to invade their home. Billy was upset and it hadn't been his home base for that long.

The surgeon approached Billy. "Captain, it isn't too bad. We have 5 dead and 15 wounded. The dead are all from pistol shots as are most of the wounded. Of the 15 wounded, they will all survive, but there are 3 or 4 that will take a little longer to recover."

The Captain thanked the surgeon for his fine work. When Satisfaction was back in the harbor and secured, Billy called the men together. "Gentlemen, you did a great job tonight. You will be rewarded at the Hungry Lemur, but not tonight. Let's make sure prisoners are taken care of and that everything aboard Satisfaction is okay."

Billy paused. "Oh, and there will always be one man watching HIM." Captain Murray pointed at the French Captain. "He will remain right where he is and someone will always have their eyes on him. He will not be harmed, unless, of course, he attempts to escape. He will, however, be stripped down to his underwear and left in the sun."

Billy turned to the OOD. "She is all yours." After arriving at the Hungry Lemur, Billy found Lady Clara. She was pointing upstairs. He just nodded. "lady Clara, that second bag that you wanted to give to me is to be used to reward the men of Andrea and Satisfaction for their work tonight. If it is not enough, please let me know."

Clara just nodded her head and pointed upstairs again. When Billy hesitated to make sure that Lady Clara understood what he wanted, Blackman bellowed, "you better get your ass upstairs before Belle Bonny has them cut off and hung around your neck." Blackman roared with laughter.

Climbing the steps Billy thought about the amazing woman that awaited him. There better be no interruptions this time. He opened the door and looked to the bed at the incredible sight. After closing and locking the door, he undressed and slid into the bed with Belle Bonny.

He did not respond to her question. He simply took her in his arms and rolled her onto her back. Laying on top of her, he teased her a little with his manhood. "Are you still mad at me for leaving you here before? Is there some way I can make it up to you?" He smiled at her before kissing her deeply and passionately.
 
"Are you still mad at me for leaving you here before?" Billy said as he ran the length of his cock over Bonny's wet lips.

"I'm furious," she whispered playfully, kissing him softly on the lips.

"Is there some way I can make it up to you?"

Bonny shifted her body upwards just as Billy was pulling his cock down her slit. The bulbous head of Billy's rock hard erection found her lips and she shoved her pussy at him. Seeing his reaction, Bonny smirked devilishly and simply whispered, "Yes."

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What was to come was, without any doubt, the greatest night of sex Belle Bonny had ever experienced. It began pretty basically, with her on her back, thighs parted, knees up, as William Murray pummeled her with the stored up energy and desire of weeks of teasing and promises and very quickly moaned out in ecstasy as he empty his balls into her.

Bonny had let him do what men did with women, nothing surprising there. With her husband, it had always been one and done for Robert and maybe, maybe not for Bonny. After he'd filled her with his seed, Bonny had often had to finish off on her own, either while Robert was laying there breathing hard and waiting for sleep or soon after, while in her bath, washing away the pirate's sweat from her body and his irrigating her garden in an attempt to ensure that his seed didn't put down roots.

But with Billy Murray...!

The young Captain of Satisfaction had every intention to deliver Bonny to that state of being. He didn't simply cease at the arrival of his own ecstasy … he continued to drive himself into her, watching her for her reactions to what he was doing until he found what made her moan, cry, and scream out in joy...

Then he let her assume command, rolling them so that she could straddle Billy's groin to find more of her own euphoria while delivering him to another climax … she came a second time … then a third…

After they just laid there in one another's arms for the longest time, whispering sweet nothings about how it was even more incredible than either of them had imagined … Bonny moved to her hands and knees and her new pirate lover used the last of his pent up energy and lust to deliver her not to one more explosion but two, the last as he filled her with his seed a final time.

When she awoke with the morning sun in her eyes, Bonny felt the strong arms of her lover and fellow pirate captain wrapped around her still, the front of his body pressed to the back of hers, the exhausted but somehow unconsciously semi-hardened cock drooping downward, pressed between her buttocks and his thigh. And she simply lay there, silent and still, thinking about the previous evening.

Bonny had never known sex to be like that, and it had surprised her. Billy Murray had been something entirely new to Belle Bonny, and she knew that she could be happy laying here in his arms forever, never again standing upon the decks of a pirate ship heading swiftly toward a prize. Billy was the prize as far as Belle Bonny was concerned.

But, rise from bed she did. Bonny grimaced and even groaned at the pain she felt between her legs as she ever so gently slipped from beneath the bedding and rose to height. She manipulated her body about and smiled; she was going to be walking about oddly today, there was no doubt to that. Perhaps there would be no need to even leave this room, no need to let her men and the patrons of The Hungry Lemur know just how seriously her pussy had been pummeled by the former English merchantman.

The door of the room opened, startling Bonny and leading her to look quickly for her robe. It was only Lady Clara and two of her girls, though, and the former reminded her that she saw naked bodies on a daily basis while the latter delivered a platter of food and a pitcher of Breakfast Wine; the latter was very weak in alcoholic quantity, not intended to intoxicate but intended to provide a cleaner source of its major constituent -- water -- than could be easily and safely attained in the town's wells or creeks.

"I will have the girls prepare you a bath," Clara whispered when she stepped up close to Bonny. The pirate tried to tell her it wasn't necessary, but the inn keeper and madam conspicuously sniffed at Bonny's body and said, "Yes, my dear, it is. What the hell were the two of you doing late night. I run a whore house, and most of my girls can conduct their business without breaking a sweat. You though … that must have been one helluva a night."

Clara gave Bonny a happy smile; Bonny, though, blushed so deeply that even with her dark complexion the effect was obvious to the madam. "They will be quiet, so that your hero captain can sleep on."

Clara must have noticed Bonny's reaction to the words hero captain. She looked to the passed out body in her bed -- the bedding only barely hid him from his waist downward -- and informed the female pirate in whisper, "The word has already spread through town of how Captain Billy charged the French ship in the face of all those guns ... of how he saved Nuevo Nassau from conquest by the Frenchies."

Then, smiling wide and patting the other woman on the forearm, Clara added with the tone of a mother congratulating a child for some silly accomplishment, she teased, "Yes, you helped, too."

"Fuck you, Lady Clara," Bonny whispered back with a wide smile.

Clara looked to the unconscious pirate in the bed and responded, "I doubt you have any fuck left in you, Belle Bonny."

The madam headed out after handing Bonny the robe for which she'd been searching, and Bonny herself sat in a old, ratty, but plush chair near the bed and simply looked over her new lover as the morning sun slowly made its way over his body.

Captain Belle Bonny of the pirate ship Andrea was in love...
 
Billy fell asleep with the most incredible woman he had ever met in his arms. To say that he could not get enough of her was not far from the truth. Tonight was about more than the great sex that they had. Tonight was about the woman in his arms and his desire to be with her for a very long time.

Waking, Billy slowly opened his eyes. It was as if he was afraid that all of last night had just been a spectacular dream. When he caught a glimpse of Belle Bonny sitting in the chair looking at him, a broad smile stretched over his face. No, it had not been a dream. It had been very, very real.

"Good morning Beautiful." Billy moved himself into a sitting position; not caring to bother to cover himself up. All he could do was stare at Belle Bonny and think that he was the luckiest man in the world.

After a moment, he got up from the bed and moved toward her. He leaned down and cupped his cheek in the palm of his hand and looked longingly into her captivating eyes. "I could certainly get used to waking up to such a wonderful vision every morning." Then he leaned down and kissed her softly.

Standing up before her, he backed up and grabbed the sheet from the bed and wrapped himself in it. He wanted her to be sure that he did not look at her as a sex object. He thought much more of her than that. "I will have to get a robe to keep her in case we ever do anything like this again." He smiled at Belle Bonny and sat on the bed.

"Did I hear Lady Clara say something about a bath? And, if I did, would you mind sharing it with me? I would not want to take up all of your hot water, but I would love to soak in the tub with you in my arms for quite a while."
 
"Good morning Beautiful."

"Good morning, handsome," Bonny responded with a pleased smile. When he sat up and his semi-swollen cock revealed itself, she giggled like a girl, saying, "And good morning to you, too."

He came to her and said with a sincere tone, "I could certainly get used to waking up to such a wonderful vision every morning."

"Yes, the sun rise from my room is wonderful, isn't it?" she teased. She stared into his eyes for a moment, then mirrored his compliment, "I could get used to it, too."

"I will have to get a robe to keep here in case we ever do anything like this again," he said as he wrapped his body with the sheet.

"We won't," Bonny said quickly, smiling. She glanced to his lap, fortunately hidden as she was already contemplating going over to sit in it, then told him, "I got what I wanted from you, sailor. You can go home to England now."

The doors opened up and one of the girls entered to deliver a bowl of fruit before leaving once more; she'd given both of them a knowing smile and then winked to Bonny to show her appreciating for her choice of lovers.

"Did I hear Lady Clara say something about a bath?"

As if on cue, the other two whores entered, carrying buckets of sloshing, hot water; Bonny's room had a fireplace and kettle for heating water, but as the fire was out it was quicker to fill her tub from the kettle heating up in the Service Room down the hall.

When he suggested they share the bath, Bonny laughed, asking, "To save water...? Is that the reason for sharing my bath?"

The two whores were suddenly being supplemented by two non-sexual servants of Lady Clara's, and in no time at all a light steam was rising from the wooden and steel tub. The two whores suddenly moved to Billy, pulling him to his feet and robbing him of the sheet as the servants began stripping the bed, playfully telling him that they needed to wash the bedding and change the bed.

Bonny only laughed as he found himself standing in a room filled with 5 women -- and Lady Clara at the door, supervising. She looked to Bonny and said, "Ho faly izy ireo ny hanompo ny maherifo amin' ny Neuvo Nassau raha toa ka reraka ianao na mamaivay manao izany, Belle Bonny."

Bonny laughed, looked to her naked lover, and replied, "Thank you for the offer, but, I think I can handle this."

A moment later, only the two lovers were left in the room. Bonny stood, shed her robe to equal Billy's level of dress, and took his hand to lead him to the tub. "Lady Clara said that the ladies would be happy to serve the hero of Neuvo Nassau if I were too exhausted or sore to do so. She's picked up some Malagasy what with living here amongst the natives."

As they both slowly settled down into the hot water, Bonny moved into Billy's lap and stroked him toward full stiffness, kissing him before whispering, "You heard my response, I assume."

And fighting the initial pain from him penetrating her swollen, aching lips and muscles, Bonny took her lover inside her to ride him toward ecstasy again.
 
"I got what I wanted from you, sailor. You can go home to England now." Billy was pretty sure that Belle Bonny was teasing him, but, of course, two could play that game as well. "Okay. I understand what you are saying Captain. You used me enough for your pleasure last night and you are finished with me. I am happy I could serve you Captain. I will return to my regular duties now."

Billy reached for his clothes and smiled at Belle Bonny. Just then the door was thrown open and their privacy was invaded by Lady Clara's whores acting as chambermaids. They brought fruit... then they brought hot water.

The women did not hide that they were checking Billy out as they went about their assigned tasks. Billy had only one thing that he was focused on, however, and that was Belle Bonny. His lover sat in her chair and seemed to enjoy the fact that he was exposed to the women running around the room.

"Yes, my love, I herd what you told Lady Clara. Please understand that if you would have accepted her offer, I would have had to decline. There is only one woman in this world that I want, and that is you." It may have sounded corny, but it was exactly the way Billy felt. Belle Bonny was the only woman he cared to be with.

Settling into the hot water with belle Bonny, his cock hard once again thanks to her manipulations, Billy welcomed her into his arms and into his lap. He adjusted himself in the tub as she maneuvered herself onto his hard cock. He felt her body stiffen as he entered her.

"You know this is not necessary, my love. I do not want this to be unpleasant. All I care about is your pleasure." In her own style, Belle Bonny told him to shut up and to do as he was instructed and not to think for himself.

His hands cupped her perfect breasts and his fingers played with her erect nipples as she rode his hard shaft. They moved perfectly together. It was as if they were made to be together. He raised his hips to meet her every downward thrust of that amazing body.

They moved and splashed to another incredible orgasm; Belle Bonny collapsing back against him as he pulled her close to him. He kissed her neck and shoulders as he held her close to him; savoring the woman that he was truly in love with.
 
Bonny cuddled in close to Billy's body, his cock still deep within her as she enjoyed the aftermath of yet another wonderful orgasm. The warmth of his body against hers, his arms around her as well, and the water surrounding them both was nearly enough to put her back into a blissful state of slumber.

"The people are coming to love you, Captain Billy," she whispered, using the name he'd given her that first day they'd met. "I heard what you did for Mister Blackman."

She didn't need to tell him she thought it was wonderful or heroic; her tone did that for her. Bonny tightened her canal around his cock tightly, then giggled. She kissed his chest, then again, and whispered almost too low for him to hear, "I'm coming to love you, too."

She didn't know whether he'd heard her, but … what if he did?
 
Captain Billy had called Belle Bonny, but did he say that he loved her? He knew that he was thinking it, but he didn't think that he said it. He heard her say, almost under her breath, that she was coming to love him.

He held her even tighter. "I know what Nuevo Nassau means to you. I also know what lady Clara means to you. You were my motivation for going to rescue Blackman. You have made this place what it is, and I wanted to make sure that it remained this way. That was also my motivation for going after the Frenchies."

He kissed her neck and shoulders as one of his hands brushed mindlessly over her firm breasts. "By the way, we have some things we need to discuss. I would like to know what your long range plans are for Nuevo Nassau. I would like to know if you would like me to have a separate home port. Oh, and there is also the topic of Barbier, who is in the brig on the Satisfaction and the French captain who is fastened, almost naked, to the main mast of the Satisfaction. I wanted to kill them both, but, I would not do anything to jeopardize what you have here." he kissed her shoulder again... his teeth grazing lightly over her skin.
 
Bonny was very happy to hear what Billy said about Nuevo Nassau, about her, and about them. She pulled her body closer to his yet again … and for the fun of it squeezed down around his cock once more, giggling.

"By the way, we have some things we need to discuss," he said in a more serious tone than that for which Bonny had an interest at the moment; she didn't want to think about the future and only wanted to think about the now … and their next round of drop the anchor.

Regarding Barbier, Bonnie told Billy, "That wretched Frenchman had even less right to take my friend as a slave than the Frenchies had of trying to invade Soalala Bay. We would be in our own right to hang him … as a warning to other estate owners who would try to take our friends into bondage to work their plantations.

"However … I spoke with Clara and Blackman while I was awaiting your arrival, and we have a proposition to make to him that -- because you have him -- requires your consent. In exchange for him renouncing his claim to any and all slaves who you freed … and for allowing Lady Clara to market all of his goods through her warehouses … for a 15% cut of the profit … we will release him back to his estate unharmed."

She lifted her head to look into Billy's eyes, unsure of how he would feel about releasing the man. "I know you suffered casualties in the effort to free Blackman, and I am very sorry for that, Billy. If you disagree with this idea, I will support you."

When Billy mention the French Captain, Bonny giggled, then sat up in his lap to face him directly. She shifted her lower body around to position his cock in a way that was more comfortable to both of them, then said, "On this matter, I must insist on a specific course of action. The French Captain and his surviving crew must be returned to Beira … along with their ship."

She hesitated just a moment to gauge Billy's reaction, then continued, "The vessel is too large to serve us. We can't bring it into the harbor, and leaving it anchored beyond the mouth would only invite either the French to reclaim it or another pirate to take it from us. The ship will be returned … however … that doesn't mean it must be returned as is. We will relieve it of its guns … and we will sail it back to the French port with its crew and captain aboard … where we will trade it back for gold, silver, powder, ball, medicines … whatever the Frenchies are willing to give for it. And if they attempt to simply take it from us … we will blow it to smithereens right there in sight of their fort."

Bonny smiled broadly, hoping that her plan satisfied Billy. Then, as she shifted herself in his lap to stimulate him back into action, Bonny said, "Regarding you leaving and taking up residence in another, distant port … f-f-f-fuck that!"
 
As Bonnie turned to face him and repositioned herself in his lap, Billy pulsed his hard cock which filled Bonnie so deeply. He listened to what she had to say, but was unable to completely focus on her words. How could he? He had the most beautiful woman he had ever seen sitting in his lap and squeezing his big shaft with her tight pussy.

He accepted what she said to him. It did not make him happy, however. He believed both men should suffer more than they had; Barbier for taking Blackman specifically, and slaves in general, and the Frenchie for interrupting the first opportunity he had to be with Bonnie.

He moved his hips slightly while he listened to her; pushing his cock deeper into her and then withdrawing just the slightest bit. "Captain, Nuevo Nassau is yours and I will do whatever it is you want. I am concerned about Barbier, and whether or not we can trust him. We need to have something to hold over his head to make sure that he adheres to our expectations."

He smiled at his lover and moved his hips in little circles. "The Frenchie I am not as concerned about. THey already know where we are. Returning him and gaining some wealth could benefit us. It would allow us to provide more fortifications for Soalala Bay, which would help to protect that which is most valuable to me.... you."

"Regarding you leaving and taking up residence in another, distant port … f-f-f-fuck that!" Billy took Bonnie's words as a command and began to move his hips to her... filling her... fucking her so good. "Yes, my Captain, I would be happy to obey your command," he smiled wickedly at her
 
The two of them began moving in that oh so wonderful way against and with one another, when Bonny suddenly said, "We'll take his daughter."

She caught the reaction of surprise and confusion from her lover and explained, "Barbier … he has a daughter … Claudette. We'll take her as a hostage and keep her here in Nuevo Nassau. He loves her more than life itself, so Clara tells me. We take her, we hold her … and so long as Barbier holds up his end of the agreement, so do we."

She planted a passionate kiss upon Billy's mouth, listened to his response to the idea, then began fucking him like it was to be the last time he was ever inside of her.

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The next 4 days was some of the busiest with which Bonny and Billy had had to deal likely in their lives...

There were men to bury, of course. Those who had lived in Soalala were buried ashore, but those who had been aboard either of the pirate ships required burial at sea. Satisfaction -- with Billy in command and Bonny as a passenger -- headed just far enough northwest of the island to be at sea, where both pirate captains spoke over the watery internment of their lost men.

There were men who would never sail again as well. As per the contract she and every other man under her command had agreed, these men were paid their share of the value of the recent prizes taken times two; were given Severance Pay -- other captains called it Injury Pay or Disability -- that was, coincidentally, very nearly another full share of the recent hauls; were promised paid passage to any distant location, including England or the Caribbean if that was what they wished; and were put up in the Pirate's House, an old tavern/inn that the various pirate captains of Nuevo Nassau funded for those men who could go to sea, whether temporarily or permanently.

Bonny always wondered what the good people back in London or now in the reestablished British territory of Nassau would think about pirates if they realized the benevolent organization that was Captain Belle Bonny's Nuevo Nassau. The popular pamphlets sold and traded about England and the civilized areas of the New World depicted the pirates as treacherous, untrustworthy heathens who preyed not only on the good and innocent people but on each other.

What would they think if they could see this place? Bonny wondered.

The greatest amount of effort over the past 4 days had, of course, been centered about the French Barque. The warship was massive and offered the pirates so much in the way of guns, ball, chain shot, hand held fire arms, and more. It was stripped of almost everything of value, even uniforms, hammocks, and spare sailing cloth, line, and other rigging.

When they were done with it finally, all that remained was the actual hull of the boat, the sails and rigging necessary to sail it, and the barrels of powder, which had been removed from the aft, reinforced powder magazine and placed midship up against the port bulkhead, where -- if it was to be lit -- it would blow a hole so big that the ship, if it hadn't simply cracked in half, would sink in a matter of minutes.

Most of the guns had been transferred directly from the Frenchie to a temporary dock that had been built just inside the ocean bar on the west side of the bay. The 8 and 12 pounders were more easily and more quickly unloaded without having to haul them by oxen from Nuevo Nassau. The rest of the guns were taken to the main dock and hauled to the east fortification, which hadn't suffered bombardment during either of the attacks on Soalala Bay.

The French prisoners had had to be watched over but were now back on their boat. They were initially shackled in the hold, but when it was time to take the boat back to Beira, they themselves would be doing the sailing, under the watchful eye of Bonny and Billy's armed cut throats.

And, of course, there had been another time consuming, labor intensive effort that had occupied Bonny and Billy's time: fucking. They went at it twice a day, sometimes thrice, just about anytime they could find a quiet place to shed enough clothing to allow their private parts to say hello, nice to see you. Bonny simply couldn't get enough of her new lover; not once in those four days had Billy not put his cock into Bonny and failed to make her cry out in joyous orgasm. One night, after he'd made her cum for the third time, she'd broken down in sobbing tears, asking him, "How did I live this long without knowing such joy?"

There was only one last thing with which to deal: Barbier. Word had been sent to his estate of the terms of the exchange, and while Seigneur François Barbier himself had demanded his family not negotiate for his return if these terms were central to it, Bonny had received a message from the mountain home that said, "Mlle Claudette viendra à Nuevo Nassau avant le coucher du soleil demain."

She handed the note to Billy, knowing that he couldn't read French, and translated, "Claudette will be here tomorrow before sundown."

Bonny made arrangements for housing the girl who, she told Billy, had just recently turned 20. She would be kept in a small home just down the block from The Hungry Lemur. "It was once the home of Soalala Bay's Mayor, a man who had not been well liked. It's practically a fortress, and its been used in the past to hold hostages who waiting for their ransoms to be paid. It will suit us and Claudette well."

Bonny seemed often to speak of Barbier's daughter with a bit more familiarity than that with which a pirate captain should have with an estate owner's child. If Billy had noticed or asked about it, she would have explained that she had met the girl on several occasions incidentally; the pirates and the land owners often did business with one another through Lady Clara.

When the exchange finally happened, the event was very formal. Claudette arrived on horseback, surrounded by 8 heavily armed men who were either transplanted-Europeans or civilized natives, as Barbier liked to call them. Although it appeared that Bonny's side of the transfer involved only her, Lady Clara, and two armed men, Billy Murray was just out of sight, watching the transfer with twenty pirates selected from the two vessels at the docks.

Barbier once again tried to talk his daughter out of offering herself up, but she was insistent that this was the only way to keep him, his estate, and his titles intact. The two Barbiers held each other in a firm hug, though, it might have seemed to some that the father was a bit more emotional about what was happening than was his daughter. When finally they separated, Bonny's two men moved forward to escort Claudette -- without laying hands upon her, by Bonny's direction -- into the fortified home, while behind them the girl's father mounted the horse on which his daughter had arrived, repeated some threats to Bonny regarding Claudette's safety -- and virtue -- and turned to depart the city.

Several minutes later, when Billy walked into what was typically referred to as Mayoral House and ascended the stairs to where he was told Bonny and the girl were, he would open the door … to find them in a tight, close hug … mouths pressed together in a passionate, erotic kiss.

"This is my lover," Bonny said when the mouths of the two women parted. She was speaking to Claudette as she gestured a hand toward Billy and gestured him closer. He looked confused, as Bonny would have expected. She took Claudette's hand and led her closer to the other pirate captain, then slipped a hand around Billy's side as she spoke to the other girl, "This is William Murray, Captain of the pirate schooner Satisfaction … he is my subordinate on the seas..."

She leaned in to press her mouth to his now, then continued, "...but my master in the bedroom … and I hope that the two of you will become good friends."

Bonny turned her head so that her mouth was close to Billy's ear as she whispered, "I probably have some explaining to do."
 
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"Who is Billy Murray."

Agatha asked the question of Gerald and got a response from him that made her feel silly. How was it that she hadn't known Belle Bonny had a lover -- or had one waiting in the wings -- who himself was a pirate captain? She'd known there was a second pirate ship in Belle Bonny's hands, of course; she'd heard the crew of Andrea speak of the vessel during the voyage from the seas south of Madagascar to the harbor at the north of the island. But in all that time of the crew speaking of that ship and of its Captain, never once had anyone mentioned that the man was Belle Bonny's lover, and never once had Belle Bonny herself spoken of such a man.

Gerald explained what he thought was that which he could and should, then handed Agatha over to Lady Clara. As the young pirate began to depart to join the battle against the French Marque, Agatha called, "Wait! You're not leaving me, are you?"

But he had to play his part, and she needed to be safe. Lady Clara tasked Blackman with getting Agatha to a small house outside of town where she would likely be safe from the company of French marines reported to be on their way to Nuevo Nassau. Then, even furthering Agatha's panic, Blackman left! He told her he had to lead the Soalala forces against the invaders but that she would be safe here; he left two men to guard her, which they did.

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"Four days..." Agatha murmured to herself as she paced back and forth in the little house. She looked up to Lady Clara, who had stopped in as she had every day since the fight with the French and repeated with more volume and anger, "Four days!"

"I know, honey, but … he's busy," Clara tried to calm the girl as she herself laid out the items she'd brought in a basket. She listed off the food and drink and spoke a bit about things occurring in the town, finishing, "Come, eat … you barely ate yester--"

"Four days!" she cried out as her eyes began to well over. "I thought he loved me … that he wanted to be with me. Where is Gerald? Why hasn't he come to visit me … to be with me."

Clara studied the girl for a moment, then asked with a tentative tone, "Agatha … when you say be with you..."

Agatha's gaze fell to the floor, and after a moment she tried to cover her error with, "Visit me … this is all I mean."

Clara knew the girl was lying but said nothing. She didn't know whether or not the two young people had been with one another yet in that very physical way, but she knew that the young Englishwoman was fantasizing about it. The day after the French attack, Clara had helped Agatha prepare her bath and undress for it before leaving the house to return to her own business. When she realized she'd left behind the letters Agatha had written for her father and returned, Clara was unheard by the girl as she entered the house … where Clara found the girl in the bathtub … hands between her thighs … as she murmured the name of the handsome young pirate.

Clara had said nothing about what she saw, nor had she allowed Agatha to detect her return, but she had reported the incident to Belle Bonny. Bonny in return -- knowing that if Gerald was to violate Agatha, even if by the girl's request -- had ordered Billy to keep the young man away from their prize.

"Her safety and purity are what we are ransoming," Bonny had reminded Billy. "We get far less … if anything at all … if we deliver Agatha to her father with her belly full of pirate baby."

By now, Lord Howard had long ago received news of his daughter's capture from the crew of Retriever, which had turned immediately back for Cape Town. Bonny was expecting a message from the English nobleman any day now. She still wasn't entirely certain that Gerald and Agatha themselves had made a decision about their futures together … or apart. As if there weren't enough things with which to be concerned, she had this to worry about, too?
 
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