“Hell’s Belles” Against All Flags

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Captain Lucifer and the crew of the ”Hell’s Belles” had always played fast and lose with the law. They had been “Oyster Pirates”, sealing out of season, a bit of smuggling on the side, and even having rescued damsels in distress pay for their passage in a most delightful way. But even despite these slight irregularities they had always proudly shown their flag.

That had all changed one fateful night off Elliot Point when “Young Miss Marilynn Collingsworth” came aboard and took her fist reluctant steps in becoming Catherine Bonchance 1st Mate and willing concubine of Captain Lucifer. Her accidental meeting with her former fiancé in Shanghai’s harbor led to a wild night of blood and death.

Randall Parker and his young sister Virginia, now prisoners in the forward hole of the sailing schooner “Hell’s Belles” waited an uncertain fate.

Now a “Stateless Vessel”, branded “Pirate”, with no flag of their own, they, now sailed “Against All Flags”. They would take their living as they could and their pleasure as they pleased.

IC:

"I think our two 'guests' should have to earn their food and lodgings just like any of the other men and I do."

Catherine Bonchance you’re an evil little wench………..That’s why I must love you so………..Now get thy self dressed as we do not want to keep our guest waiting…They’ll be hungry and need to satisfy their appetites as I know I do…………”Cat” your looking a bit hungry yourself Luv.
 
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Randall Parker

What a God's-damned nightmare! The sweet, innocent, filthy rich girl I'd been affianced to truly had died in that shipwreck. Now, a demoness walked in her skin, a cruel, vicious hellion who served Satan himself! I looked over to where my beloved sister, Virginia, lay bound, as I myself was, and chained to the wall of the ship.

"Virginia, as God is my witness, I'll protect you from these scoundrels!"
 
I grinned at the captain's words and reached under the covers to stroke his manhood lightly. "I have learned from the best, my captain," I said kissing him long and deep as my fingers played along his flesh getting him ready for what was to come.

Sliding out of the bed and making sure I had to move over him, my nude body rubbing against him I headed for the trunk. Cleaning myself once again I found a beautiful blue dress from the orient. Its colors and patterns hugged and flowed about my body when I put it on making my full breasts stand out and the rings in the nipples were visible as they strained against the material of the dress. The slits up the side showed off my tight and tanned legs as I walked. Brushing my hair out, I let it fall around my shoulders and slipped on some slippers that matched the dress.

Turning back to the captain I spun in front of him for his inspection and approval. "I do hope I please," I said demurly but with a hard smile of wicked glee on my face.
 
I watched with approval all Cat did. From her unselfish peroration of me, the kiss of her body on mine, the tempting outfit designed to wound Randall’s pride, then the little pirouette.

"I do hope I please,"

I run my hand up “Cat’s” bare leg the side slit granting me ease access to my goal. I traced her still moist and puffy lips, then a fingers glides into that sweet wet passage.

“Catherine Bonchance you please me greatly”

Taking Cat’s hand we head for the quarter deck.

“Mr. Pauly our guests bring them on deck.”
 
Ginny

I lay against the wall, bound and helpless. The tears had stopped an hour ago. I had none left.

The evenings events ran through my head, an evening of confusion and fear. I had been on the pier waiting for Randall to meet for dinner when approached by several men. A side arm ensured my silence as I was escorted aboard the ship. At some point, I must have lost consiousness as I awoke to find myself bound and shackled.

Raymond's voice was more reassuring than his words. At least, I wasn't alone. Realistically, what could he do? A tiny voice in the back of my mind asked, "What DID he do to warrant our being here?"

I sighed. Why would this be any different? I had been a prisoner all of my life, so this would be an apt conclusion, if that is my fate. Imprisoned by my family's money and status, imprisoned by my mother's desire to find the "right man" and her never being able to accept anyone, being imprisoned by my endless years in all the best private schools and then, to lose my parents so suddenly during the shipwreck, I had learned long ago, that my fate was ordained and helplessness was not a new state for me.

"Yes, Randall. I know you will protect me. You always have."
I tried to sound reassuring, but didn't feel at all confident in my words.

I heard noises outside the door and sat to attention, my back straight and my chin held high. I assumed my life's role of "Virginia."
 
Randall

Randall smiled at his sister, then turned to the door to shout, "My father is a personal friend of the President! The entire United States Navy will be hounding you like the dogs you are unless you release us immediately!"
 
I stand on deck and the Hell’s Belles is heeled to starboard as we run on a starboard tack. A bone in her teeth, making good headway.

Mr. Pauly salutes smartly. “Beggen the Capitan’s pardon but shall I bring the prisoners on deck now Sir?

“Yes Mr. Pauly escort our guest’s on deck.”

Pauly just stood there for a moment, a foolish grin on his face. I'd sailed too many a league with him not to recognize his warped sense of humor. I nodded and Pauly whispered in my ear.

Sir he said "My father is a personal friend of the President! The entire United States Navy will be hounding you like the dogs you are unless you release us immediately!"….”I figured we could ……………………..”

“Very well Mr. Pauly make it so”

Turning to “Cat” I smiled and whispered, “”Cat” me luv I think you’ll enjoy this.”

“Miss Bonchance call the crew to quarters to Captain’s Mast, there’s to be a trail and the proper punishments metered out.”
 
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She squeezed her eyes shut, a lone tear slipping down her cheek as the fear returned.

The cacophony of footsteps above her, the occasional shouts broke through her bravery as she realized something was afoot and in all liklihood, it involved her and Randall.

A sob broke through as she rocked back and forth mumbling to , "What are we going to do?"
 
I did as Captain Lucifer asked and the men gathered with haste an eagerness in the air. A shipmate had been killed and the men's lives were now turned upside down. There was no more security in what they did. They had been declared lawless and fair game for any who would chose to make them a target. Someone had to pay.

Stepping beside the captain and watching the men gather I smiled. Somewhere deep inside me I was enjoying the thought of Randall Parker...overbearing, overconfident, demanding Randall Parker...being taken down a peg or two.

As I heard them being brought on deck, my chin lifted and I stepped just a bit more towards the captain. There would be no mistaking what position I had assumed in this life. None at all.
 
Randall

Soon after my outraged demands were shouted, a group of the scum came into the room. Manacled as I was, I could do little but curse vile epithets as they roughly dragged me and my lovely sister to our feet, and back out through the door. I struggled mightily, but only received a few blows for my efforts. There were just too many of the bastards!

Moments later, Virginia and I were blinking in the strong sunlight on deck. As my eyes cleared, I saw that demon-whore, 'Cat', and her bastard master, Lucifer, standing by the main mast, along with what had to be most of the crew. A scruffier lot of the dregs of humanity, I'd never seen.

"What is the meaning of this, Lucifer?" I tried to shout, but the words came out half-choked as one of the crew yanked the chain around my neck.
 
Catherine

My eyes narrowed as Randall spoke up and I gestured for one of the men to gag him. "Silence!" I said a smile of malice spreading across my lips. "You have been brought onto The Hells Bells for one reason and one reason only and that is to answer to the charges brought upon you by our Master and Captain, Joshua Lucifer. He is the only law and judge on this vessal and you would do well to remember that."

My gaze swept to Ginny and it softened but only a bit. "Virgina Parker is here because one of the charges against you is the murder of a shipmate who gave his life to rescue his captain from the jail cell you had placed him in in your overblown opinion of your own importance. Since your actions caused the loss of a family member, for this crew is family, than that act will be given in kind. Ginny will share in your punishment."

To the men that held our prisoners I instructed,"Strip him to the waist and the woman to her slip. They will not remain in finery in front of the captain."

Stepping back I addressed each man in the crew while saying,"All crew will be silent and let the Captain speak now. Any who break that silence shall suffer the consequences. I know all of you are feeling Billy's loss but, though hard, the captain is fair. I will remind you one more time that his word is final and will be accepted by each and every one of you. Those who wish to remain as crew, at least."

With a nod to the captain I said,"The floor is yours, Captain Lucifer. The prisoners are ready to hear the charges and be sentenced."
 
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Virginia (Ginny)

Virginia held her chin high. As they "escorted" her up the stairs, she tried to shake their venomous hands from her body.

"Ahhh, a fiesty one, eh?" The large, unkept man whispered the words into her ear.

She tipped her head up, held her back straight and with all the courage she had, she sprayed his face with her spittle.

"Dog!" she hissed between clenched teeth. His sense of humor was depleted as he pushed her up the stairs causing her to fall to her knees. He pulled, nearly dragged her to a standing position at the top of the stairs.

She stood erect and proud in the sunlight. As her gaze wandered over the men, her chest heaved with the exertion of the assent and fear. Yes, fear. She was afraid, but would be damned if any of these vile men would know it.

Then her eyes found "Cat." Her mouth opened as if to say something, but "Cat" had already begun to issue orders.

She clamped her mouth shut and her bottom lip trembled as confusion took hold. How could her brother's dear, sweet, fiance have become this heathen bitch.

She couldn't. Virginia thought back to their time together. The woman they called "Cat", who seemed so revered, had shown Ginny so many things about life. She had taught Ginny how to put away the harsh, haughty facade and simply exist. They had been friends!

As Virginia watched Catherine's confident gestures and heard her words, "Ginny will share in your punishment," Ginny began to shake uncontrollably. She heard a deep laugh from immediately behind her.

The last she remembered was screaming, "Noooooooooo" as she collapsed into the arms of the crew members who had escorted her top side.
 
Cat had followed by orders to a tee, the crew assembled in the waist of the ship. The eyes leered at Miss Parker as Razor dragged her on deck. A spark of hope flared as she saw Cat then died at …….

"Ginny will share in your punishment,"

Laughter rose form the crew anticipation of what was to come.

A soul searing scream escaped her soft lips …………"Noooooooooo"

She collapsed seeking the sanctuary of a deep balk abyss, far from her present trails, her form now crumpled on the deck.

I nodded to MR. Pauly and he put his evil cunning plan to work. Binding Randall hand and foot, a gage in his mouth and a special noose about his neck, then finally standing him on a wobbly chair.

A bucket of cold sea water brings Miss Virginia Parker back to the land of the living.
 
Virginia (Ginny)

She woke with impact of the cold sea water. Startled and disoriented for a moment, she shook her head.

A deep breath and then, Ginny realized where she was. She lay on the deck, clad only in a white slip, dampened and clinging to her every curve. The delicate fabric empasized her bulbous breasts. Her hair hung in damp tendrils about her face as her lips quivered.

She impulsively tried to cover her body with her hands, but her efforts were fruitless as she remained shackled.

Her face burned bright red. No one had ever seen her in such a state, save her lady's maid. No one had ever feasted their eyes upon her full breasts or fleshy hips.

She saw Randall, being lead with a noose around his neck and began to sob. Her brave facade was shattering around her as she lay on the deck, humiliated, cold and afraid.
 
Dark glee filled by soul as sweet, innocent Ginny, impulsively tried to cover her body with her hands; her face burned bright crimson, and her lips quivered. Dazed and confused the proud beauty clothed only in a white shift, which clung to her body, like a second skin, highlighting her charms.

“Mr. Razor release the lady from her manacles. I do not think she is going anywhere soon.”

An evil smile spreads across my face. Even wet ,her hair cling to her face, half naked, there was a stubborn pride in Miss Virginia Parkers eyes , yet a hint of some thing else. Yes there was fear there, that was to be expected, yet something else, almost anticipation of a forbidden desire.

“Ginny those wet clothes must be uncomfortable, so, just to show you I’ a gentle host I‘ll let you get out of them.”

There was a snickering from the crew. The silence hung in the freshening breeze, you could almost taste it..

"Mr. Razor assist Miss Parker to the hatch cover so she can strip and display for us her charms."

Razor fell to with eagerness to fondle her body once more, as he carried out my orders.

The young girl stood there defiant, hatred glistening in her eyes.

“Ginny the lads and I are waiting……or do you need a little assistance?

There where cat call;

“I help the little lady……Ya I’ll lend a hand to get her striped for action… let Cap.”

“Well Ginny?”
 
At the touch of "Mr." Razor's hands on her upper arm, Ginny slapped it away with her free hand.

"You dirty rotten bastard!" She shouted at the Cap'n. Her eyes glaring ice cold through his black soul.

"I'll not disrobe for you, nor any man!"

The snickering and cat calls crescendoed at her declaration.

She swung her self around and began walking away, unhurried in her stride. Why run? She knew she had nowhere to run. She certainly wasn't going make this easy for the swine.

Mr. Razor guided her forcefully to the hatch and turned her to face the lude group before her. She flailed her arms in a weak effort to free herself, to no avail.
 
Laughter deep and evil burst forth from me

"I am quite sure that Mr. Razor would be more that pleased to assist you."

Razor’s eye’s burned with anticipations as I let my words sink in.

"It is a shame Randall will pay the ultimate price for your arrogance, but my experience with you Parkers so far is one of an arrogant, prideful, lot, that has driven poor sailor folk to sail against all flags…. Not our choice …but one forced on us by Randall.”
 
Her eyes glared at the captain with contempt as hands touched her virgin body. Her wrists were restrained by the solid grip of two of the crew .

She was determined not to cry as a hand cupped her breast and tweaked her hard nipple.

"Enough of that, Mr. Razor," the Captain barked. "The lass is not to be touched unless I have ordered it to be so." His eyes twinkled in amusement.

Ginny gasped as she felt the the chill of a steel blade at her shoulders. Mr. Razor had placed the blade beneath the straps, cutting the straps so as to allow the wet, silky garment to fall from her body, revealing Ginny to all.

With one hand, Ginny cupped her mound, the second slid across her chest to cover her breasts. Her hips were full, soft and feminine and her stomach curved out ever so slightly. Her body was soft, feminine and ripe.

Her face burned bright with shame, the only indication of the humiliation she suffered. Her voice trembled, but did not break when she shouted,

"You will burn in hell for this."
 
Catherine

I stood back and watch it all with a mixture of pity and excitement. At one point in time I had been where Ginny was and I could remember the feelings that ran through me as I was forced to strip for the crew. Yet, in my humiliation and degredation I found a freedom that I could not have achieved if I had stayed in my world of fortune and society.

A walked over to Ginny and ran a hand along her cheek. Her eyes blazed down at me with a look of betrayal. "Don't fight it, Virgina," I said my voice low,"It will do you no good and you may as well enjoy it since you have no choice."

I let a finger glide down her cheek to her shoulder. "Feel the freedom, sweet Ginny, stop worrying about what others think of you and enjoy the freedom the captain gives you. The freedom to explore a side of yourself that you are not allowed to acknowledge."

My lips curled into a smile as my hand fell to my side and I strolled over to Randall. Looking up at him my smile became almost malicious. "Very pretty, isn't she, Randall? Don't think I did not see how you gazed at her over a table when I dined with your family or as she sat in the parlor with her embroidery? Such a good girl, isnt she? Such a very good girl. So innocent and sweet and...untouchable. We have lots of time to delve beneath that sugary surface though and we will. We will."
 
Marilynn's (Cat's) voice seemed so kind, so sincere. As caring and concerned as when she and I would share our secrets in the garden. My greatest secret being how trapped I felt by my mother in our pristine palace.

Marilynn's voice was warm, comforting, but her words made little sense. That she was here, with this traiterous bunch of heathens was it's own mystery and yes, disappointment.

Her touch was more than I could bare. I bit my bottom lip, fighting back the tears. Yes, I longed for freedom, but what of this? Freedom when imprisoned on a ship with these animals?


Confusion and conflict took over my psyche and silent tears slipped down my face. I began shaking my head as I whispered,

"What's happened to you Marilynn?"
 
It was so delicious watching Cat with Ginny. the soft touch of the hand to remining her of Sweet innocent Marilynn Collingsworth, the secrets of their hearts that young girls share only with each other in the strictest of confidence. Then to watch that desperately grasped for hope dashed with those simple words.

Don't fight it, Virginia”…………”It will do you no good and you may as well enjoy it since you have no choice."

Cat’s finger gliding down Ginny’s cheek, to her shoulder just sigh of the swell of her up turned proud breasts. As Cat whispered in Ginny’s ear.

Then turning on Randall with venom in her voice;

“…………………………Such a good girl, isn’t she? Such a very good girl. So innocent and sweet and...untouchable. We have lots of time to delve beneath that sugary surface though and we will. We will."

Fury blazed in Randall’s eyes, gagged, denied even the consolation of voicing his pitiful threats to a crew his actions had already condemned to death, if caught. And I had no intentions of being caught.
“Miss Park you hands my your side, no need for modesty here your among friends, and my dear let me assure we are going to be very close and intimate friends.”

I slowly approached the proud Ginny my eyes cold and unyielding, my face and unreadable mask of pure evil.

"What's happened to you Marilynn?"

Ginny’s voice trembling her cheeks wet with bitter tears of betrayal.




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Whats happened to you, Marilynn I heard Ginny's trembling, scared voice and I turned from the furious face of Randall to smile at her.

"Marilynn is dead," I said in a soft voice coming up to stand very close against captain Lucifer my hand reaching out to idly caress his arm. "Only Cathrine Bonchance lives now. Don't you see, Ginny? Both Marilynn and Catherine lived in the same body and, once Cat was released, the strongest won and now there is only her. It was what I was meant to be all along, Virgina, what you could be if you..., "I leaned close to her our breasts almost touching as I whispered in her ear, my mouth lightly kissing her soft flesh after each word,"...would...just...let...yourself...go."
 
Whats happened to you, Marilynn I heard Ginny's trembling, scared voice and I turned from the furious face of Randall to smile at her.

"Marilynn is dead," I said in a soft voice coming up to stand very close against captain Lucifer my hand reaching out to idly caress his arm. "Only Cathrine Bonchance lives now. Don't you see, Ginny? Both Marilynn and Catherine lived in the same body and, once Cat was released, the strongest won and now there is only her. It was what I was meant to be all along, Virgina, what you could be if you..., "I leaned close to her our breasts almost touching as I whispered in her ear, my mouth lightly kissing down her soft flesh after each word,"...would...just...let...yourself...go."
 
"...would...just...let...yourself...go."

Her lips seared my skin, burning white hot.

I clenched my eyes shut. My chest heaved as I took a deep breath, wondering what was happening to me.

I tried to move away from her, but the crewmen held me firmly in place. I was helpless to do anything save submit.
 
I smiled as I felt the conflict within Ginny and my hands came up to caress her sides almost lovingly. I was sure the captain was gaining pleasure from seeing the torment within Virginia's taunt body.

My lips traveled downward over her flesh as I continued to speak. "You feel it, Ginny, you feel the need. Every movement of your body says you feel that need to be free. Free of the constraints society placed on you. Free of the iron grip of your brother, free to enjoy life for once instead of simply existing in it."

I had reached her firm breasts and I let my mouth play about the creamy flesh there, kissing lightly all around her dark nipples, my hands stroking her flesh heating it up for what was to come. Then I let my tongue wander out to lick softly at her hardening nipples kissing them in between licks slowly forcing Ginny to feel the need build up inside of her.
 
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