The Fool's Errand - Redux

[Otto26]

Closed for Arnemetia.


The girl appeared out of nowhere, thrust into his path by the market crowd, and there was nothing he could do. He ran her down, then he stopped and turned, casually elbowing a couple of people aside to clear some space so that he could reach her. He scanned the crowd around him before bending over to offer her his left hand.

“No harm done, lass?” he asked.

She shook her head silently and looked at him with fearful eyes before hesitantly accepting his hand and pulling herself to her feet. She was perhaps ten years old and thin as a rail, an obvious street waif.

“Do you know where you can get a meal with ten pennies?” he asked quietly.

She nodded warily and he dropped ten pennies into her hand.

“Then get yourself some food,” he told her, “and say a prayer for the soul of Donovan Simms for so long as the money lasts.”

Her hand closed in a death grip on the small coins and she darted glances about her, fearful that a bigger fish in the crowd would dart in and steal her sudden fortune. She smiled once at him and then vanished into the crowd. Donovan watched her go and then dismissed the incident with a sigh and set out, again, for his destination.

Away from the market the crowds thinned out considerably and the streets became darker. He was aware of someone following him and, for once, unsure how to deal with the problem. His pursuer was either very inexpert, or was making no effort to conceal himself. He looked around for a place where he might work unobserved and noticed a patch of darkness where there shouldn’t be one. His hand, hooked into his belt, came out holding a death blossom even as the assassins started to move. The small torsion powered weapon in his right hand threw a cluster of darts at the first attacker as he turned his body to bring a second weapon in his left hand to bear on a second attacker. He discharged the weapon into the face of the second attacker and dropped to a knee as a third attacker tried to grapple his upper body. He used the spent weapon in his right hand to hook behind the knee of the third attacker and drove the palm of his left hand hard into the attacker’s left hip. The man fell to the ground and Donovan drove for his throat, smashing it with his forearm. He rolled off and away, scrambling to his feet when he felt a wall he could keep at his back. He scanned the street for the fourth attacker, the one he had spotted following him, and saw him standing where he had last seem him. The rest of the street was rapidly emptying as passersby sought to rapidly be far away.

The figure shrugged helplessly, revealing a woman’s profile, and struggled for words. She settled for, “Looking for a good time?”

Donovan laughed as he realized she was just a whore looking for a trick to turn.

“Not the blade I was intending to slip you, lass. Another time, perhaps?”

The piercing sound of whistles told him that a better citizen than most had encountered a watch patrol and cut off his laughter, which had threatened to become a semi-hysterical vent for the energy coursing through him.

“Hell!” Donovan swore. He had no desire to spend the next several hours or days answering questions and trying to bribe his way out of gaol. He turned towards the far end of the street and heard another whistle coming from that direction. A quick look down the alley showed it to be a dead end, blocked by a warehouse. He looked for a window, but found none not shuttered from the inside.

 

[Arnemetia]

Dix pennies...

Sous des dehors de jeunesse, ma petite soeur de 10 ans en avait vu trop pour sa vie...10 pennies...une somme énorme pour nous qui manquions de nourriture, de linge...de tout le nécessaire quotidien. J'essayais de nous garder a l'abri du besoin et des truands voulant nous réduire a l'esclavage sexuel. Je ne voulais pas en arriver la.

*Elle courut vers moi*...Vera, regarde cette argent *me tendant les pennies* Ou as tu trouver ca ? *lui demandais-je.* Cet homme *me pointant Donovan dans la rue* me la donné gratuitement...*je regardai dans la rue et m'inquiétai pour lui, en si mauvaise position... Je décidai de l'aider. Quand je vis la patrouille arriver vers lui, je pris la main de ma soeur et marcha d'un pas plus que décidé vers Donovan, comme si je voulais le gronder plus que la patrouille.*

C'est la que je te trouve enfin, après avoir passer la nuit a m'inquiéter... *criant et lui pognant l'oreille comme un petit garçon, je murmurai a son oreille : Jouez le jeu. Je regardai la patrouille toujours aussi faché après Donovan...* Vous l'aurez après moi ! *leur dis je en marchant d'un pas sûr vers l'autre direction laissant les policiers et le citoyen modèle avoir de la pitié pour le pauvre Donovan maltraité par sa mégère de femme.*

*Lorsque je fus arriver chez nous, deux ruelles plus loin, je lachai Donovan* Je suis désolée, c'est a ma soeur que vous avez donné l'argent alors je ne pouvais pas vous laissez en de si mauvais posture. Je ne voulais pas vous maltraité...Merci pour tout...*regarde le sol, intimidé car je viens de me rendre compte de quel homme il sagit, un qui me plait vraiment et vient de réaliser mon geste* Viens chérie nous partons...*regardant ma soeur et tourne le dos sachant bien de quel milieu je viens..*

 

[Otto26]

Donovan rubbed his ear and took a look around the street. The watch had gone on, missing him completely. How could a man being badgered by his wife be a killer? He chuckled appreciatively, took off his hat and swept it in a grand bow.

"No apologies necessary, lass. That was nicely done and I'm in your debt. My pennies have come back like bread upon the water. Your deed will do no less."

He looked at the hovel they were standing in front of. It was, he saw, where they lived. He wondered how long they would live there; Williamport was a dangerous place at the best of times. He pulled his coin purse out of his pocket and pressed it into the hand of the older sister.

"My ship awaits me, but take these coins. And be careful, leave Williamport if you can," he advised.

"Vera, is it a lot of money?" the urchin demanded. "Show me!"

 

[Arnemetia]

Fuir Williamport

*je ris presque par son innocence mais me retint pour ne pas froissé si belle âme* humm Monsieur ? Nous sommes trop pauvres...Ce n'est pas assez pour quitter par bateau, moi et ma soeur mais ca sera assez pour manger deux jours. Vous êtes loin de chez vous et semblez de bonne nature alors quitter cet enfer avant qu'il ne vous prenne votre innocence encore palpable...*je rougis prise d'une grande affection pour cet homme si généreux, peut être en dans une autre vie, elle l'aurait aimé et soigner comme toute femme l'aurait fait. Je fais 5'0, 110 lbs, cheveux longs frisés bruns et les yeux bruns profond... et ne cesse de maigrir par privation. Je mets ce que je peux pour fuir cette ville...ce bidonville...Mon dieu entendez ma prière, faites que l'on puisse sortir vivante d'ici. Je semble perdu dans mes pensées...*

Monsieur...aller partez avant...*retint ma pensée avant que je ne veuille plus vous laissez partir le coeur brisé d'espoir déchus par ma condition...*

 

[Otto26]

Donovan quietly sighed. He couldn't decide if the young woman was playing him the fool or simply stating the sad facts. His nasty nature, of course, suspected the former, but he could not deny the possibility of the latter. He heard a whistle in the distance and checked the street nervously. It was very likely she had saved his life. If the watch had cared to make inquiries... he had no desire to be hung, still less to be drawn and quartered.

"Make a choice," he said. "The purse or passage. I have a ship and will transport you away from Williamport. There's danger, and discomfort, but you'd be away from here. Choose now, for I must make the harbor before it grows light."

 

[Arnemetia]

Quitter ou rester a Williamport...

*Véra n'en croyait pas ses oreilles...cet inconnu lui suggérait de quitter cette pauvre vie...mais a quel prix ? C'est ce qu'elle craignait mais son instinct de survie était plus fort que sa peur...Le destin lui offrait la chance de recommencer sa vie ailleur !*

Milord, vous nous proposez, moi et ma soeur, de venir avec vous sur ce bateau mais a quel prix ? Nous ne sommes pas riches et pourquoi tant de générosité ? C'est sure que je voudrais pouvoir refaire ma vie et permettre de vivre une meilleure vie pour ma soeur...ou irions-nous ?

*lorsque j'entendis le sifflet de la patrouille j'entrainai Donovan et ma soeur a l'intérieur de la batisse pour aller dans notre chambre chercher le peu de nos affaires, tout cela tenait dans un sac de lin tenu par un baton de bois. Je regardais Donovan avec le plus grand sérieux tout en ayant le coeur serré par une situation aussi romantique que dangereuse j'en avais conscience !


Vite Milord, partons avant que nous soyons pris a notre propre fuite...ou est votre bateau ?

 

[Otto26]

"I will take you someplace better than Williamport because my life is worth more than the coins in that purse. Who knows? Perhaps fate wishes you elsewhere. Think carefully, but think quickly. My ship is a dangerous place and there will be hard work to be done, perhaps other hard choices to be made. But I will do my best by you," Donovan replied.

A whistle startled both of them and she grabbed his arm, pullling him and her sister into a hovel. Donovan was no stranger to hovels, and he'd seen worse, but he knew what would happen if they remained here. Vera would be a prostitute, at best some burghers mistress, and it wouldn't be much longer before her little sister fell prey to the same fate. In truth, he had not worked his way to his present level by passing out charity and in some places he was reckoned a hard man. But he had worked his way up to his present status so that he could live his life as he chose. And his honor was something he held as close as he could.

"Quickly Milord, we should leave before we are taken... where is your boat?" she asked.

"The harbor," he replied. "Follow me closely, both of you. If I push you to the ground stay down, and if you are taken tell them I put a knife to your belly and forced you to accompany me."

He took the purse from her hand and dropped it into a pocket.

"They would not believe that story if they discovered my coin in your possession. Quickly now."

He glanced into the street and, spying no guards, stepped out. They did not run, for swift motion draws the eye, but walked briskly. Twice he thought they might be discovered but the watch in Williamport was as slack as the officials that governed the town. He took a direct route, more concerned for speed than stealth now that the papers were delivered and his mission completed.

He pulled them to a halt, at last, halfway down a pier. He whistled a snatch of a tune and heard a splash from beneath in reply. The nose of a longboat pulled out from beneath the pier and he looked down into the perpetually smiling face of Seaman Simpkins.

"Bless you sir," the man whispered, "some whores for the trip?"

"No Simpkins. No whores for the trip," Donovan muttered back. Where anything but ships and sailing were concerned the man had the sense of a stone, but he was loyal and seemed to simply know anything related to the working of a ship. His sworn brother Gupta was no more than an average sailor, but had twice the sense. The pair of them held the boat close to the pier while Donvan helped the young ladies down, the young sister first, and Vera next. He clambered down and took the tiller.

"Draw hard, my Jacks. I'd like to be well quit of the harbor before daylight," he told them.

 

[Arnemetia]

Un bateau, la liberté...

Véra l'écouta silencieusement et fit un approuva pour les sous...peut être lui cachait-il ses véritables intentions mais elle le garderait a l'oeil mêmesi son coeur voulait lui faire confiance...Quand Véra vit le bateau, ses jambes s'arrêtèrent un court moment, un sourire vint sur son doux visage marquée par la pauvreté et elle suivit Donovan sans se poser de questions...Elle tenait sa soeur a l'oeil car elle savait ses marins dévergondés, nous reluquaient et quand ils nous appelaient 'whores' cela me monta le feu au joue de colère mais n'importe quelle femme a Williamport ressemblait a une putain ! Ils ne pouvaient deviner sa virginité intacte et ca au prix d'une terrible cicatrice sur sa jambe gauche...Elle regarda Donovan et voyant qu'il n'appréciait guère la remarque de Simpkins, elle eut une respiration plus calme...mais l'idée d'être toute a lui était quand même venue a son esprit pour sa plus grande gêne et excitation intérieure...Véra regarda a terre après cette remarque ne voulant pas attiser d'inimitié entre ces marins et elle avant d'avoir toucher terre ! Il y avait encore cette crainte de l'inconnu mais elle survivrait comme toujours...Il lui avait dit que c'était dangereux mais moins qu'a Williamport a son avis et le travail ne lui faisait pas peur, ayant déja été servante. Elle voulut lui demander ou ils allaient et quand mais elle se retint, cherchant juste un endroit ou dormir pour elle et sa soeur

Milord je voudrais juste un coin tranquille pour faire reposer ma soeur et manger le peu que j'ai apporté je vous en pris. Merci pour tout et non le travail ne me fais pas peur..je suis prête a commencer quand vous me le direz, vaisselle ou parquet me sont bien connu...

 

[Otto26]

"The floors are wooden decks were we are going, Vera," Donovan informed her. "But we've several hours before we get there. Sit with your sister on the canvas and stay warm as you can. I'd advise you not to eat 'til you've your sea-legs."

The men pulled hard at the oars and, the tide running out, they were soon out of the harbor. Donovan and the two seamen raised a mast with two colored lanterns at the top and set a small sail. They traveled in silence for over an hour in waters that were increasingly choppy until he finally spied a flashing light to steer towards.

Dawn was breaking as they finally pulled alongside the Fool's Errand. Donovan couldn't help but feel a certain pride of ownership when he saw her. She was a trim sloop of war, nearly large enough to be a frigate, and faster than a frigate under most circumstances. The men aboard the ship moved quickly and quietly to lower a rope and then a ladder.

"Up you go, Vera, and then your sister," Donvan ordered.

They climbed slowly up the ladder to the deck and Donovan followed after.

"Welcome back, sir," the First Lieutenant greeted him. "All well?"

"All's well, Lieutenant. Our supercargo saved me some unpleasantness. I'll convey them to my cabin while you get the long boat aboard and get us under way. I want as much distance between ourselves and Williamport as can be managed."

"Aye, Captain. What course?"

"Steer for Spain, for now. We'll beat down the coast toward Africa and decide which cape to venture later."

"Aye, Captain. Bosun! Get that boat aboard!"

Donovan took Vera by the arm and led her aft. The marine standing guard outside the door saluted and opened the door for them. Donovan's cabin was, in comparison to the space available on the boat, enormous. A large dining table was just inside the door and a sitting area and a moderately large bed filled the rest of the space. Donovan directed the two women to the sitting area and bid them to take their ease.

He crossed over to the bed and began to quickly strip his business clothing off. He was half-way undressed before he saw Vera staring at him in horror, her sister held protectively behind her. He laughed and continued undressing.

"Have no fear,Vera. But I'm afraid there is no privacy aboard a ship. If you wish to bathe you'll do it on deck and crewmen will hang upon your every movement. You'll not be molested by them, but I can nothing for your modesty. You and your sister will sleep in my cabin. There is no other place that would be safe for you to sleep. My men are well disciplined, but they aren't saints."

He tossed the last of his clothing on the bed and stepped over to the hanging closet where far more practical working clothing hung. He pulled out a set and began to hurriedly dress himself.

"The Fool's Errand is a privateer, Vera. One step away from piracy in the eyes of most. I hold a Captain's commission and a letter of marque. And I am very far from the Indian Ocean I usually prowl. We are bound to return to India. For a while we will travel the coast of Europe. I can put you ashore in France, Spain, even Italy if need be. Think about where you would like to go. I have to go above for a while and will return as I can. Rest as you are able. I will have food brought to you."

He pulled the linen shirt over his head and headed towards the door.

 

[Arnemetia]

Un Voyage vers l'inconnu...

Quand Véra vit la nudité du Capitaine Donovan, elle cacha sa soeur derrière elle mais elle ne put s'empêcher de regarder dans les moindres détails...elle avait déja vu un homme nu dans des recoins sombres de la ville, la ou ceux qui lui firent grand mal...Le silence était sa meilleur alliée pour le moment mais elle devrait un moment ou l'autre mettre les choses au clair avec cet homme plus que mystérieux et son équipage qui visiblement trouvait sa présence et celle de sa soeur plus que suspect et même excitante...Pourtant elle voulut lui exprimer une chose...

Milord dites moi au moins comment dois je vous appeler et pour votre connaissance, l'espagne sera très bien, je pourrais laisser ma soeur Juliana a une partie de ma famille la-bas, elle y sera en sécurité. J'ai bien compris a quoi m'attendre de votre équipage et ne vous inquiétez pas pour moi, je sais me débrouiller....

Lorsque Donovan nous quittâmes, je préparai de l'eau et aida Juliana a se laver, faisant vite pour ne pas qu'elle soit vu dans son plus simple apparat...je lui donnai du pain et du fromage de mon sac et l'installai a terre avec des coussins et couvertures pour lui permettre de se reposer ! C'était nouveau mais elle se sentait prête a affronter n'importe quel océan pour être a nouveau libre...dans le fond c'était ca, le bateau égalait liberté ! Véra prit l'eau et remonta sa robe pour laver ses jambes et plus haut : on pouvait y voir cette marque..signe de cette souffrance pour celles qui ne se laisse pas faire violence...Véra était d'une beauté stupéfiante, une fois la saleté enlevé et les vêtements propres...ses yeux intenses trahissait un lien avec les amérindiens du nouveau monde, ses lèvres charnues, sa peau bronzé signe du lien avec sa famille Espagnol ! Oui, elle devait faire vite pour cacher ce qui pourrait faire naitre un desir chez ceux qu'elle ne voulait pas attirer...Une ombre vint sur son visage...elle devrait se séparer de sa soeur, son amour pour la sauver et aller gagner de l'argent et aider sa famille...Véra était un peu un mouton noir dans sa famille mais ils aimaient Juliana tendrement alors ils l'a protégeraient...des larmes de souffrance trop longtemps réprimés vinrent aux joues de Véra pendant un court instant mais assez long pour que Donovan revint avec de la nourriture et la vit ainsi, la jupe relevé montrant ses jambes et sa cicatrice, les larmes aux yeux...Elle ne l'entendit pas arriver mais elle le vu devant elle... la peur l'envahit et lui bloqua la poitrine douloureusement...rejetant sa jupe sur ses jambes et se retournant pour se cacher de lui...elle rattacha ses vêtements...elle avait plus honte de ses larmes que de ses jambes mais cela ne lui parut pas important a clarifier ! Qui sait comment il l'a verrait a partir de maintenant qu'elle vivrait dans sa chambre et voyagerait avec lui ? Qu'est-ce qui lui demanderait en retour ?

Merci pour tout, dites moi ou trouver a manger et qui s'en occupe...je ferai un repas pour vous et votre équipage

 

[Otto26]

OOC: Some rough information on The Fool's Errand

A 14 gun sloop-of-war. Sufficient to take on most merchant ships but grossly out-gunned by even a small frigate. Two masts with gaff-rigged sails. The Errand usually carries more men because they expect to put crews aboard captured vessels. Because they were on a long mission Donovan cut back on the number of crew for this voyage. Still a little over-crewed, but not as bad as usual. The ship is cramped and the only privacy to be had is in the Captain's cabin.


Crew Complement - 131 men

Officers: 9
Captain
1st Lieutenant (Starboard watch and gun battery)
2nd Lieutenant (Port watch and gun battery)
3rd Lieutenant (Assistant Starboard Watch)
4th Lieutenant (Assistant Port Watch)
Lieutenant (Marine detachment commander)
Ensign (Starboard Watch)
Ensign (Port Watch)
Surgeon

Warrant Officers: 6
Bosun
Master Gunner (Marine)
Carpenter
Sailmaker
Steward
Cook

Enlisted: 106
Bosun's Mate (Starboard watch)
Bosun's Mate (Port watch)
Marine Sergeant (Sw)
Marine Sergeant (Pw)
40 Ordinary Seamen
28 Sailor Gunners
14 Marine Gunners
20 Marines

Divided into two watches of:
Bosun's Mate
20 Ordinary Sailors
14 Sailor Gunners
Marine Sergeant
7 Marine Gunners
10 Marine Guards

Attached are sketches of the deckplan for The Fool's Errand. If you want to compare this to a frigate (which is the smallest *real* warship) you can look online at the HMS Trincomalee.

 

[Otto26]

Donovan stopped and turned.

"I am Donovan Simms and you may address me as so when we are in private. On deck or in front of others, I am the Captain and am so addressed."

He rubbed his chin as he thought about her words.

"Spain is good. Better than France for my purposes and Italy... Italy is a good deal out of our way in a sea I know little about. We will discuss this at length, later. There is a wash bowl and towel by my bed if you wish to clean up. I'll return in a moment."

He walked out the door onto the gun deck.

"Bosun!" he bellowed.

The florrid faced German clambered down from the main gaff where he had been overseeing some work and stood in front of him.

"Captain?"

"Would you like to hear a funny story, Bosun?"

The man shrugged. "And it pleases you, Captain," he replied.

Donovan related the tale of how he had met Vera and Juliana. As he expected, the Bosun laughed at the image of his Captain being dragged by the ear by a woman acting the shrewish wife.

"So pass the word, Bosun," he concluded, "that this affair involves my honor. The man that touches upon my honor does so at his own most mortal peril."

The Bosun wiped a tear from his eye and let his laughter tail off into chuckles. "Three months since Madagascar, Captain, and not a woman to be had since and none in sight soon. They're a good bunch this trip, all been with us on at least one other voyage, and they know the articles. They'll feel hard used, right enough. The story will take the sting from their ache, but every time they see her they'll remember their want the more keenly."

"Then let slip the news the Captain is looking for a place to re-provision. I've always done well by my crews," Donovan told the man.

"Aye, Captain. You always do. They won't touch, Captain, but I can't stop them looking 'less I put their eyes out. And mine as well," the Bosun told him.

Donovan shrugged. "Glances and stares will do no damage. I'm off to discuss matters with Cook."

"She's a pretty one, Captain," the Bosun said in a parting shot.

Donovan walked the length of the gun deck and into the focsle. The cook saw him and stared at him in surprise.

"Some food, Cook. A plate and pitcher for our supercargo," Donovan said.

The cook bustled about efficiently putting together a plate of biscuit, salt pork, and dried fruit. He filled a pitcher with water from the scuttlebutt and wordlessly handed them over, wondering why the Captain had not sent his steward.

Donovan took the food and walked back to his cabin. He entered his private domain without knocking and found Vera exposed up to the waist as she washed herself. She hurriedly dropped her skirt down to cover herself, but not before he caught sight of an angry scar high upon her leg. He saw Juliana fast asleep on a pile of cushions and put the food and the pitcher upon the table.

He chuckled at her comment. "Cook would probably beat you with a ladle if you tried to cook anything. He's done it to others." He pointed at the food. "It's not much, but that's basically what we eat. Better prepared for regular meals, but not much."

Donovan sat down at one chair and she tentatively sat at another and examined the food critically. He had the impression she could wish for better but was happy to see any food at all. As she ate slowly he examined her. She really was a beauty; one of those women in which the favored traits of several races came together to produce a striking combination. The memory of her shapely thighs played across his memory, stirring his loins.

"Who put that scar upon you?" he asked her.

 

[Arnemetia]

Captain Donovan

Lorsque Véra vit le plat de lard, fruits séchés et autre nourriture, elle ne put s'empêcher de sourire timidement impressionné par tant de bonté ! La question du Captain était d'une simplicité mais trop dure les souvenirs étaient pour lui en parler et elle ne savait rien de lui après tout ? Sa voix devint dur en apparence pour cacher au plus profond de son être toute trace de sensibilité mais elle se voulait respectueuse envers celui qui l'a sauvé de possibles atrocités pire que dans son passé..

Oh ca ? rien, ne vous en faites pas pour ca ! Puis-je voir ce Cook qui pourrait me molester a vous entendre Captain Simms ? Je ne veux pas être traiter avec aucun favoritisme aux yeux de votre équipage ca ne serait pas équitable ! Je veux leur montrer que je ne suis en aucun cas votre putain...Merci pour ce repas c'est plus que ce que j'espérais après ces années de privation de toute sorte.

Et elle se remit a manger tranquillement savourant chaque bouchée de cette nouvelles vie et liberté priant que cela ne soit pas pire qu'a Williamport. Ce Donovan est un homme difficile a comprendre...d'autre aurait profité du moment mais lui la regarda presque avec respect ou peut-être ne lui plaisait-elle pas du tout ? C'était peut-être mieux ainsi ...elle devait se protéger d'un coeur brisé surtout avec un marin qui a surement une femme dans chaque port de l'Europe...Il était charmant et physiquement attirant alors il n'avait que faire d'une femme pauvre, marquée de cicatrice comme elle...Elle était belle, elle le savait mais trop sauvage pour qu'un homme essait de l'apprivoiser avec douceur et patience. Les hommes en étaient incapable. Elle ne serait le plat de résistance de personne ! Oui, merci, c'est tout ce qu'elle pouvait dire a cet homme jusqu'en Espagne...comment trouver un moyen pour payer sa dette ?

 

[Arnemetia]

L'équipage

Après un moment de réflexion, Véra décida de demander quelque chose que beaucoup d'hommes aurait dit...avoir des couilles mais rien ne faisait peur a Véra sauf l'amour..

Captain can ask your crew to come i would like to talk to them ?

 

[Arnemetia]

Conversation seul a seule...

Donovan: "Call my crew? I think not, Vera. They would hardly fit in my cabin, even if I were to allow them in it. They'll think you my whore no matter what you say. A matter of wishful thinking if nothing else. When we arrive in Spain I'll engage a boat-load of whores to sate their lusts. In the meantime we'll find you honest employment aboard the boat. Can you cook?"

Véra: *you see fire in her eyes* yes i know how to cook and i know how to convince them that im no whores, maybe you think im stupid but you would be surprise Captain

Donovan: *Donovan laughs* Anyone who survived the gutters of Williamport is at least clever, Vera. But have you ever been aboard a ship? *He gestures at the door behind him.* A clever person would weight the odds.

Véra: I will protect her *point her sister* at any price and no men as big he can be fear me

Donovan: *Donovan frowns and leans forward, looking intently at Vera* If anyone lays a finger upon your sister I'll cut it off. Your welfare is my honor.

Véra: you dont know where i came from Captain

Donovan: Does it matter? The men wager upon my background.

Véra : *stare in your eyes* Yes they respect you but men respect just one thing is fear

Donovan: *Donovan laughs* Fear? Fear is the weakest means of ruling. My men fear me. But they fear the opinion of their mates more than they fear death. I command because I lead.

Véra: *she tear off her blouse to show you her arms, one scar at each other* see that ? the last man who tried to rape me, he will never try again upon a woman. You were lucky Captain Simms: I travelled on a ship to be at Williamport. I can be useful on a ship *stare down in respect*

Donovan: *Donovan leans back in his chair.* How?

Véra: how can i be useful ?

Donovan: Yes? How can you be useful?

Véra: i can cook, fix things, wash, cure wounds etc anything else ?

Donovan: Hmm. I have a cook. I have a carpenter. I have a surgeon. Can you do anything else?

Véra: ask me what you need Captain, except a pair of legs...

 

[Arnemetia]

Suite de la conversation seul a seule

Donovan: *Donovan sits forward in his chair and smiles at Vera.* You'll do whatever I tell you to do, Vera. If I tell you to get on your back and spread your legs, you will. But I think we'll try you at more honest work first.

Véra: *his laugh was hurting me very much but I know a man of this experience wouldnt fear a little woman but i wanted to show him i was able to do something else than woman things*: just try to order that and you will no longer order a woman

Donovan: Can you count? Read?

Véra: *her eyes was thunder when i said that..all men are the same...* yes a little...english and italian

Donovan: Italian? Wonderful! You can assist my steward. Giuseppe is responsible for the supplies aboard this ship. You can also take care of your sister. If she gets in trouble, you are the one who will be punished. Do you understand? And if we happen to be boarding another vessel perhaps you can be put to use in the boarding party. *Donovan smiled at her.*

Véra: its a challenge ? My sister is more an angel that you could imagine and she is never in trouble but i will keep eyes on her first

Donovan: A challenge? No Vera, it's not a challenge. You want to earn your way in my crew? Fine. You'll do as my crew does. Whatever I order! Can you do that, Vera?

Véra: you dont order them to open their legs to you so be it for me : i will do any other work... I can help your Stewart if it please you Captain *calmly*

Donovan: Good. Giuseppe is lame and has trouble getting into some of the small spaces when he makes his inventory. You and your sister can assist him.

Véra: we will Captain

Donovan: You will both sleep in my cabin. On the floor. There's no other place to put you. I won't put one of my officers out and the mess deck is out of the question.

Véra: i didnt ask for a bed and already install my sister Captain *she seems to protect her heart from any men and you can feel she is hurt*

Donovan: Do you know why my men and I are still alive, Vera? After sailing halfway around the world through hostile waters to deliver a single message.

Véra: because everyone as his job and do its job well obeying to their captain

Donovan: *Donovan shakes his head.* No *he says softly* We are alive because we trust each other. We're all Fools and we know our crewmates will walk through hell for us. You want to be a part of my crew? You have to trust.

Véra: Trust who ? trust must be gain and no men make something that i can trust him..except that i followed you...but not at any price. Do you know why Captain i survive in Williamport and is still untouch and good to married ?

Donovan: Because you trusted no one?

Véra: no... because i fight for it...and make sure that everyone knows i will fight to death before letting someone reduce me to a slave. One part of my ancestors are warriors..those of my mom and she gave me the pride of my family and to always fight to be respected. She was kidnapped by Italian crew

Donovan: Fighting is only one way to earn respect, Vera. But let me put your fears to rest. I would be weak if so. You are a desireable woman. My cock hardens when I remember your thighs.

Véra: oh really

Donovan: But I did not bring you aboard my ship to warm my bed.

Véra: thats your way to respect a woman*walk to 2 inches of his nose* then why so Donovan ?

Donovan: You saved my life, in Williamport. And I could not leave you with a small pile of coins in that cesspit. My life and my honor are worth far more. If I had wanted a whore I would have bought a whore.

Véra: *outbreathing and surprise* then why telling me about your virility...*still trying to staring in his eyes..a little concerned about her heart*

Donovan: Would you prefer I lied to you? You'd know the truth soon enough and not believe another word I said.

Véra: *breath with difficulty and try to hide it* all men do *say that with tears in her voice, her eyes still serious*

Donovan: Yes, you're desireable. But I'm not going to throw you to the floor and rape you. I'm not going to bring my crew in and have them hold you down while I rape you. I'm not going to threaten your sister to force you to sleep with me. I'm much more of a man than that. I don't have to force women into my bed, *Donovan concluded scornfully*

Véra: i know you are an honor man...you never needed i am sure *on the same tone*

Donovan: No. There are women aplenty who would love to crawl into a captain's bed and do whatever they needed to remain there.

Véra: *my heart aching in my breast* Sure *without a smile* but i need something else. To trust a man once in my life !

Donovan: Trust is earned, Vera. Give it time. And stop trying to pick a fight with everyone.

Véra: I didnt try yet. I didnt give my trust to someone. When we will arrive in Italy, your honor will be save so youll be good to leave me behind...and never see mm again... youll never see me again *difficulty to tell that and wanted to hurt him* Then you will be able to have all the whores you want *turn back to him to sit on the chair*

Donovan: *Donovan reaches out to gently lift Vera's face so that he can see her eyes* I have done nothing to hurt you, Vera. Why do you lash out at me?

Véra: why would you be different than other men ? *her chin still in his hand*

Donovan: I am not other men. I am me. And you do not know my measure.

Véra: oh yes i can...Donovan Captain that is all respected by his crew and smake women fall to its knees by a smile and giving pennies to their family...the bad boy with golden heart ? *her voice is less certain than earlier*

Donovan: A man with a golden heart would not be a privateer. My honor is rough and I have done cruel things in a hard world. I will not lie to you. Yet... I think I am still more good than bad.

Véra: im not afraid *false you can feel it in her voice*

Donovan: Yes. You are. We are all afraid. Of something.

Véra: *turn back to you* and of what may i be afraid ? except for my sister but i do not fear for me

Donovan: We all fear something. I fear the loss of my freedom.

Véra: *caressing her scars shivering and staring down*

Donovan: One day someone will try to take my world away from me. And I will fight them in a howling fury until I die. But I worry that I will not die, that I will be left alive and imprisoned.

Véra: if you fight to death than no *turn face like a furious warrior*(To be continued...)

 

[Arnemetia]

Live continue on the ship

Donovan: You can plan all you like, Vera. There are always those that will take control away from you. I've seen it. I've done it.

Véra: I will just control my life and not let someone doing so at my place *determined* until we are in Italy i have to be under your orders but dont push

Donovan: So long as you remember that you are under my orders.

Véra: I'm not stupid *agressive*

Donovan: *laughs* That remains to be seen, Vera. That remains to be seen.

Véra : repeat that Captain

Donovan: *stares vera in the eye and hopes she can see his resolve* I said, that remains to be seen. Actions speak louder than words.

Véra: so be it *stares in his eyes seriously*[

Donovan: *stands up.* I have a ship to run. If you wish you may accompany me on deck.

Véra: *nodd : she wears a peasan linen blouse with a gray blue corset and a long skirt, her hair tied with a wood stick, and her eyes that would make any men pact with evil for her one night*

Donovan: *Donovan walks out of the cabin and up the stairs to the quarterdeck.* Report Lieutenant. *The officer standing by the wheel grins at him.*

Lieutenant: A fair wind, Captain. We'll be well clear soon. Where are we bound?

Véra: *stand behind him, staring at the crew with seriousness in her face, listening everything and taking mental notes of everyface around her. looking at the Lieutenant like if he was talking to her also and nodd to him* I'm Miss Ciaroli *tend her hand like a Lady but with no snobism*

Donovan: Italy. *Donovan replies* I have a package to deliver. But we'll make a stop in Spain to give the men some recreation. *The crewmen at the wheel smiled at the news*

Véra: *smiled shyly when crew screams of joy...aw men*

Donovan: *Donovan sauntered up to the rail and looked forward, taking in activities of the men and the state of the ship* Good morning my fine Jacks! *he bellowed*

Véra: *observe everything with discretion*

Crew: Good morning, Captain! *they bellowed back*

Donovan: *Donovan gestured at Vera* Have you met our supercargo?

Véra: *raise eyebrow and stare at Donovan for what i was trying to be discrete, I nodd respectfully to them in silence*

Donovan: *Leers and coarse cheers floated up from the waist and down from the yards. Donovan smiled thinly.* And have you heard the story of how she came to be aboard. *Laughter rang out from all quarters.*

Véra: *stare at them seriously*

Donovan: You have heard. Then you know that my honor is involved. Anyone care to laugh at that? *The crew was silent and Donovan cast his eye about them, making each believe that he was talking specifically to them* Vera and Juliana. And both of them off limits to you. I'll drag the man that mars my honor. My oath on that. *Donovan turned to Vera and said, in a quieter tone,* And that goes for you, too. Hands off my crew.

Véra: *think about what to say, dont want to go off the Captain. keep silence but it is palpable she would want to show them she fear none...maybe later*

Donovan: You'll hear from your mates soon enough. We're homeward bound, via Italy, and Spain for some recreation. So keep to your posts and keep your dicks in your pants for another few days and we'll have no problems. Aye? *Aye! the men roared back. Donovan turns back to Vera* If there's any trouble, there will be serious consequences.

Véra: *didnt react at the vulgar vocabulary* of course i will kill any men who will touch my sister...*talk to Donovan*

Donovan: No. You won't. You'll report it to me and I'll hang him. If you kill anyone then I'll hang you.

Véra: *grr inside like an animal and turn back to return see her sister, the door does a loud heavy sound behind her*

Donovan: To work, bosun. And keep a sharp eye for other ships. I've no wish to take any prizes in these busy waters, nor to have a tail chase with a warship.

Véra: *when i arrive in the cabin i try to not beak everything and calm down..see my sister is a little sick by this travel and not eat,,,she sleeps more than anything else*

Donovan: Giusepppe! *Donovan called*

Giuseppe: Aye, Captain? *The elderly steward responded*

Donovan: The women will assist you. The younger's a right monkey, should be able to see into those spaces you have trouble reaching. The older has a knife and a desire to use it. She'll work, but mind your manners. Go let them know what to do.

Véra: *When im more calm, i walk through the door to see if i can find the stewart*.

Giuseppe: *Giuseppe walks over to the cabin and nearly bumps into Vera walking out.* Are you Vera or Julianna?

Véra: Miss Ciaroli for you, my sister Julianna is sick in the cabin..the Captain told me to help you ! Tell me what you want me to do. *im calm and attentive to every details he talk about his work...trying to organise it all in my head*

Giuseppe: *Giuseppe laughs* Follow me, Miss. *Giuseppe leads her down the stairs to the mess deck, where a hundred pairs of eyes follow her, and down one more level to the hold. He takes her over to a stack of barrels.* Water *he tells her.* I need to know how many. So you count them.

Véra: *with a serious face I follows Giuseppe, not looking at the crew and count fast how much water is in it* Enough for 2 weeks i can say mr. We will need to get more in Spain. Do you wish me to check the food in the kitchen. *I was inspiring respect and nor laughs come around me when i was working but maybe desire eyes were noticed by myself*

Giuseppe: We keep no food in the kitchen, Miss. It's all here. *Giuseppe puts Vera to work, clambering over barrels, crates, and bales; counting and inspecting everything until late into the afternoon.* That's enough, Miss. You done for the day. Ask the Captain what else he wants you to do. And don't worry none about the crew. The Captain, he tells the Bosun to spread the word about you and your sister. I been with him a long time. He says it. He means it. You and your sister could walk naked through the mess deck and no one would touch you. Do good work and the crew respect you.

Véra: *I nodd* I want to prepare food for the Captain can I ?

Giuseppe: *Giuseppe shrugs* You go ask the Cook.Véra: Is he so bad ? I noticed you shrug sir. *walk to the Kitchen and come to talk to the Cook* Hello, it seems you are the cook here ? Can I ask you a question ?

The Cook: *The cook looks over a steaming pot at Vera.* I'm the cook. What do you want? Will you mind a woman in your kitchen to prepare something ? *The cook looks at her suspiciously.* What you want to cook?

Véra: Food not poison. I could do for everyone but you would have to allow me first

Donovan: You don't like my food?

Véra: i didnt try yet. im just use to..just a holiday for a moment...maybe you would enjoy...

The Cook: Then why you want to cook? You think I can't cook. I been cooking for years for this crew.

Véra: you would be the only one to enjoy my presence and my lovely smile because theres only one moment when i smile and is in a kitchen...but i can go see if stewart prefer my presence at his side counting...

Donovan: *The cook gives Vera a hard look.* Who you going to cook for?

Véra: depends on you...i can for all the crew with your help or just for the Captain

The Cook: *The cook laughs.* You don't fuck the captain so you give him food instead? *The cook nudges the crewman next to him.* The captain gonna get duff instead of pie.

Véra: *almost smile seeing the face of the cook*

The Cook: *The crewman breaks out laughing* You cook for the Captain, Miss *the cook says* He oughta get something for being a gentleman.

Véra: *raise an eyebrow* maybe you cant appreciate my subtility i taught you could...my mom always said men were happier with good food in their stomach

The Cook: Happier with something in a belly, for sure. But you cook, Miss. You go right ahead. But don't mess with my meal. I cook for this crew.

Véra: so i should cook for the crew also or just the Captain

The Cook: Just the captain. You're his responsibility. The crew is mine.

Véra: as you wish but you will miss my smile cook *try to do some good food for Donovan, me and my sister, doing the dishes after and cleaning everything, something looking like a stew*

Donovan: *Donovan walked into his cabin. Julianna was looking at the books on the shelf. She was startled when she saw him.* Go ahead. Take a good look. Books are a constant companion.

Véra: *good odors come to the crew and only thos around the kitchen saw Véra smiling and i become serious when i leave them to come to Captain cabin..I knock at the door : you smell something new from the door*

Donovan: Enter! *Donovan called. The marine guard at the door ushered Vera into the cabin.*

Véra: *proud of myself, I smiled* Cook is so charming... this is Captain's diner...*prepare table and turn to Julianna, tend her a bowl of soup*

Donovan: I see no visible bruises, so I assume you got on well. *Donovan takes a seat at the table and examines the food in front of him. He takes a large bite.* Very good,

Véra. :*during a light moment you saw me myself and almost happy but i become calm, not smiliing again* thanks Captain *I sit in front of you and begin to eat also*

Donovan: No more smile? But you're so lovely when you smile, Vera. Did you have any problems with the crew?

Véra: *reddish at the compliment* No, no problem and Giuseppe was fine with me...even cook, just a little more tough to convince but i won..i always do. The crew just laughs at the idea i was cooking for you to replace some other appetites i didnt gave you

Donovan: *Donovan laughed*

Véra: *doesnt stare in his eyes* I told them that my mom always said, that a man become happier with a full stomach of good food

Donovan: This is an excellent meal, Vera, but it does not compare to the satisfaction you could give other appetites.

Véra: *julianna drank the soup, read a little and fall asleep* how can you know ? *on the defensive* I'M still untouch Captain, and only my husband will..if i have one in my life

Donovan: *Donovan smiles gently at Vera.* Then you don't know, Vera. The pleasures of the flesh are one of the great pleasures. You can inflame a man by standing before him and quench his desires with a smile. You've seen only the raw lusts of men and nothing of the refined pleasures. But one day you will.

Véra: *almost get her nose in her stew by wanted to hide herself* maybe.... *his beautiful smile, make her feel something new below and reddish more*

Donovan: *Donovan finishes his stew.* Delicious. You may cook for me anytime you can convince cook to let you in the galley.

Véra: these are dreams for Lady and im not...i will Captain

Donovan: You are a lady if you act the lady, Vera. Each day you can wake up and decide to be the person you dream of being. I do.

Véra: what are your dreams ? *softly for the first time*

Donovan: This is my dream, Vera. *Donovan gestures around him* This is my world, run to my rules. I take it where I will.

Véra: *taught that i just wanted to be me thats all , loved by a man and being me, his lovely wife* its no longer a dream, this come true finally...i have no dream. *take the dishes away and clean all around*

(To be continued)

 

[Arnemetia]

Donovan: *Donvan looked at her* Your dream has come true?

Véra: no yours Captain... i have no dream i told you... i never allow myself *i murmures to myself*

Donovan: Then you should get one. Steal one if you have to.

Véra: ahaha yeah maybe*sarcastically laugh*

Donovan: Why not? You can live in my dream for a while, until you find one of your own. You're as safe as I can make you, here.

Véra: *shivers and rub her eyes before tears fall on her cheek* Thanks Captain but i think you have better to do than travel with supercargo all the time and not even have something else than food for your stomach to offer. Thats why Cook allowed me to cook you something because he wanted to reward you to be so gentleman

Donovan: *Donovan laughed.* And what of it? You bought this, Vera. *He gestures at the ship* when you saved my life. You owe me nothing.

Véra: I heard stories about you Captain...your not the kind to give freely without being rewarded

Donovan: Let us be clear on this point, Vera. I am in your debt. Not you in mine.

Véra: *turn to face him still tears in her eyes* You saved also my life and more...you saved the one of my sister by keeping us out of Williamport *stare down because didnt taught I saved someone life*

Donovan: *Donovan reached up to brush the tears from her cheek.* I have not yet finished paying my debt, Vera. I will see you and your sister living free and safe first.

Véra: so the more i can do is to leave you as soon as i can...not pretending to have a grip on the Captain...I...*murmures* respect you too much to do that *shivers when he touches my cheek* in Italy we will be safe...so in a week maybe less ?

Donovan: Longer. We need to lay in supplies in Spain and give the crew their recreation. And the Straits of Gibraltar are... interesting. The Babary Pirates have no agreement with me or my patron. It may prove dangerous. You're as safe here as you would be in Italy in any respect. Fourteen guns and one hundred fighting men between you and any who would hurt you. You should relax a little and enjoy the voyage.

Véra: thats not the crew im afraid

Donovan: Me?

Véra: no

Donovan: Nothing else on this ship to fear, Vera.

Véra: you need some recreation also so maybe i should leave in Spain. You have a lot to learn on women my Captain *smile*

Donovan: *Donovan nods in understanding* You feel pressured to warm my bed?

Véra: *look at her sleeping sister to not stare at him* no but i know men, you surely needed

Donovan: Yes. And I desire strongly. I would very much like to see you without those clothes, to run my eyes possessively over your flesh, and to feel you warm and willing in my bed, But only willing.

Véra: the crew dont know why you act differently

Donovan: I may be a beast, but I am the master of my lusts. You will not be in my bed unless you go to it willingly, joyfully, of your own desire.

Véra: No beast cannot be tame...i know it personnaly *reddish and stare down, keeping myself silent serious for a moment*

Donovan: Tamed? Perhaps not. Controlled? Yes. And I do. You can control your own beast too, Vera.

Véra: I did, forgetting my own dreams to survive but not my pride. It can be stupid but its all i have except my sister and probably i will loose her once in Italy

Donovan: Why will you lose her?

Véra: because they will keep her and rejected me ,...they hate me

Donovan: *Donovan stares past Vera, remembering...* Yes. I understand that. My family.... is less than fond of me. That's why I created my own place in the world.

Véra: *you feel inside me so much pain that i did turn in anger, I nodd* i have no where *scream almost my need of freedom by saying so*

Donovan: *Donovan stood and walked over to Vera, putting his arms on her shoulders.* You could have here.

Véra: not after we arrived Italy and why would you share your world with me ? you would loose your freedom except if you consider me under your order

Donovan: *Donovan smiled* Perhaps I'm hoping you'll come to my bed willingly. Perhaps I'm trying to do a good deed in penance for my past sins. And my future sins, likely enough.

Véra: *his touch burning my skin with desire...too proud to show him he already win over me*

Donovan: Perhaps I like arguing with you.

Véra: ahaha *cristally laugh, so surprise by this sentence* futur sins ?

Donovan: It's not an easy life, Vera. We fight. We make hard decisions. And people die.

Véra: i saw all that in Williamport and worst in my life

Donovan: If you stay here you'll see more of it. Likely we'll die of it one day.

Véra: I will make something clear Donovan...I will only share the bed of the one that will no longer share his with other women... dying is not a problem for me, we all die one day

Donovan: *Donovan ponders this.* Will you be as good as all the other women?

Véra: He will have to risk it...for i know how i am when i love...remember i have italian and warrior blood in me...but i would be the equal of my husband... its not a question of sex here *turn again, sure he will leave me, knowing he will never loose his freedom for me* I'm sure im better than whores

Donovan: *Donvan chuckled* I've had some fairly good whores. But you would be there willingly... And that matters to me more than I can say. Come to my bed, Vera, and I'll be true.

Véra: What kind of promise is that ? come in my bed Véra and i will be faithful ? *sarcastically*I want a husband that will love me not just a pimp Captain

Donovan: There are no priests here, Vera. There are only people and their behavior. I have offered you my word. Love is born of trust. Do you trust me?

Véra: Anyway i dont know why you argue to know all that...you will leave me when you will have what you want. Do you love me ? thats the same for me, those i trust is those i love. you had offer me your world ? your master of this ship and who i am to accept to steal your world

Donovan: *Donovan spoke slowly* I have offered you my fidelity and my trust, Vera. No woman has been in that bed, I did my wenching ashore. If you demand love, then you'll have to wait to see if it comes. An instant love would be a fickle thing, lust by another name. I lust for your body, I respect you and what you have done. I offer you all I have to offer.

Véra: Can a man like you be faithful to a woman like me ?

Donovan: I can do no more than that.

Véra: *outbreathing doesnt know what to do*

Donovan: What kind of man do you think I am?

Véra: An adventurer who have honor but who want freedom at any price and love a woman is too loose freedom for you

Donovan: *Donovan laughed.* Freedom doesn't mean the ability to stick my cock into every woman I meet.

Véra: i didnt say that but dont tell me lie like no woman came in your bed, in your cabin

Donovan: *Donovan pulled Vera from her seat, to the very back of the cabin. He pointed to sets of manacles against the wall.* The only women in this cabin have been guests at that table or prisoners kept here to avoid accidents. My bed is mine and I have never shared it with another.

Véra: *is afraid but didnt show him, I nodd and stare his eyes to see whats next*

Donovan: Will you take my freedom from me, Vera? Should I be afraid? Are you going to become a nag and a harridan? Are you?

Véra: I only want to be the loved woman of a trustful and faithful husband...I want us to be equal, in font of danger and death as in our bed...i want us to share and not me stealing something to him. Why asking *my voice trembling*

Donovan: I will cherish you, Vera. I will be faithful to you, Vera. I will treat you as a person, not a possession. Will you do the same with me?

Véra: Will you love me ? If so yes i will do all these you ask...*stare down ashame to be so weak once in my life*

 

[Arnemetia]

*Donovan looked kindly at Vera*

Donovan : Love is not an emotion that springs from a single moment, Vera. I'll not lie and profess my love to trick you into my bed. I do care for you, but you must give me time.

Véra: than do the same for me Captain...women need love to be in the bed...well some.. but i would like to stay with you as long as i can

Donovan: That wish I can grant, Vera. This is my world, and my time. I can share that with you for so long as you wish.

Véra: when my sister will be in Spain none will restrain me to stay, do not do so because you consider i save your life Captain

Donovan: I will restrain you...

*Donovan told her*

Donovan : Stay here.

Véra: ahaha

*laugh softly*

Véra: if its restrain then i want to be prisoner

*Donovan smiled at her.*

Donovan: That could be arranged, if you like. I prefer you warm and willing. Happy.

*realise what she said and reddish looking else where to not face him*

Véra: humm yes, all that is new for me..

*Donovan shrugged.*

Donovan: It is not to me. I can be a gentle teacher for you, Vera. But only if you wish.

Véra : depends what you wish to teach me lol

* had naughty ideas in her head*

*Donovan stepped forward and stroked her flushed cheek, looking into her eyes.*

Donovan: Pleasure, Vera. I would teach you of the pleasure of the flesh. My body and your body entwined in an intimate dance.

* she outbreathing thinking it woud be wonderful and exciting to be in his arms*

*Donovan leaned forward, half-expecting her to pull away from him. When she did not, he kissed her, lips brushing across hers, feeling a tremble in them. He took her gently in his arms and pulled her close to him*

*he was the first man delicate in his manners with me, I allow him to touch me on the lips, learning the softness of our skins link together, his arms like a fortress around my wounded body. I let a moan out of my throat unvoluntarily and my eyes closed*

*Donovan slowly deepened the kiss, the tip of his tongue brushing between her lips. He felt her breathing quickening, warm on his lips. One hand traced up her spine to her neck and cradled the back of her head.*

* I shivers at his touch, his finger tracing my spine gave me an electric shock and i get straight in his arms...the tips of his tongue tentatively trying to enter, I submissively open my lips shyly and slide mine to taste his*

*Donovan savored the taste of Vera's mouth, the texture of her coral pink tongue. He felt his heart racing, pounding so hard he was sure she could feel it shaking his limbs. He kissed her deeply, pulling her tightly to him, her breasts soft against his chest.*

*I felt his heart and wondering if he felt mine....as he pull me tight i almost panic inside like bad memories where this animal was broken...I move softly away but not out of his arms...just to allow me to breath*

*Donovan reluctantly broke their embrace. He smiled at Vera as his hand stroked her hair and her cheek. His hands reached to the front of her dress, slowly untying it.*

Donovan : Trust me, Vera. I will not betray your trust, nor will I hurt you.

* I tremble hardly when he tried to untied my dress...his voice were confidence but my fear was enormus*

Véra: I try

*tears in my eyes*

Véra: i cannot told you why i tremble now, I feel its too easy for you...and then i know what will happen... *talk fast*

*Donovan smiled gently.*

Donovan : I tremble too, Vera.

*He lifted his hand to show her the shaking, then steadied his hand against the soft flesh of her neck.*

Donovan : I don't think you do know, for I am not like the men you have met. But if you wish to wait... *he let the sentence trail off*

* she looks so surprise at his hand shaking...little worried...*

Véra: why do you Captain ?

*take his hand in mine and kiss it like a mom*

*Donovan shrugged, a little embarrassed.*

Donovan: For lust certainly, because I very much desire you. But also for fear. I have never lain with a woman I had not bought and paid for. This is a little new to me.

*caress his cheek with a new opinion of him...maybe he was different...more sensitive..more honorable than I taught..suddenly kiss him with all the softness i can and the tenderness to rassure him*

*Donovan felt his breath catch in his chest as she kissed him. It was a soft kiss, not the ravenous thing he had bestowed upon her, and it shocked him. He kissed her back.*

Véra: I have the sensation my heart and my body will explode...please help me

*unknowing what happen...a new sensation appears between my thighs, some honey flowing...and if he knows it...I will be ashame...*

*Donovan felt his hunger asserting itself and his hands began to move. One hand dropped down her back and cupped one cheek of her ass. He gently squeezed, pulling her against him, pressing his hard cock against her belly. He kissed her more firmly, tongue exploring her, twining with hers.*

*as he take possession of me sudddenly, i just admit to myself that i wanted him to do so...his hand travelling my butt cheek was shocking and very exciting at the same time..making my legs wetter...am I a whore and always hided it to myself ? I allow my tongue to play with his learning how to move and pleasure him, my lips sucking his tongue instinctively and biting his lower lip...feeling something hard on my belly, i knew what was the sign of...he desires me. my hands wish to travel also on him...his chest....slide them under his shirt*

*Donovan groaned as Vera sucked on his tongue and then growled as she bit his lip. He kissed back hard, pushing her back a step. His hand pulled at her dress, gathering it up until he could pass it under and slide his hand along her thigh and cup the firm flesh of her ass. He felt her hands sliding beneath his shirt, cool on his hot skin.*

*I open my eyes in surprise and looked at him, trying to see how he considered me, his hands on my skin was electrifying me...*

Véra: Is whores likes that ?

*Donovan felt angry and it showed in his voice.*

Donovan : Whores are interested in the money they are paid and the money they can steal. If you are not thinking of those things, Vera, then you aren't a whore. You're a woman.

*His hand slid between her thighs and cupped her wet sex, palm slowly rubbing her.*

Donovan : You're an excited woman and I won't have this moment tainted by the idea that you are doing this for money. Is this, desire for me or my money? *He demanded.*

*he rubbed her vigorously once.. *

*my eyes tainted with tears and pain at his angry tone...his hands on my wet love nest was so good...no men ever do like him...when he accused me to wanted him for his money, my heart break...*

Véra: NO I NEVER WANTED YOU FOR YOUR MONEY....I LOVE YOU...you said youll never hurt me...

*cry hard and push him...*

Véra: i just wanted to know if i was a whore to like it so much

*the wounded animal took the lead in me*

*Donovan grabbed her and pulled her close despite her efforts to break away from him.*

Donovan : You're not a whore. That desire is for me and it makes you a woman, not a slut.

*He kissed her, holding her tightly against him, refusing to let her get away.*

*let him kiss me*

Véra: THEN WHY TREATED ME LIKE THAT...I only gave you softness

* I growled like an hurted animal when he tightens me in his arms... I knew i was vulnerable because of my love for him and wanted to stay in his arms so i didnt fight for freedom*

Donovan: You asked if whores got wet. I got angry, *he explained* You are nothing like a whore. I never had a whore that was excited as you. Never had a woman that wanted me for me, and not for my money. Don't compare this anything, Vera. Let your body react.

*He released her carefully, watchful for signs that she would bolt, and then slid his hand up her leg again to cup her.*

Donovan : This is nothing like a whore, *he told her* This is clean and honest and wonderful.

*thunder in my eyes*

Véra: you were angry because i wanted to know something i didnt know...you broke my heart in thousands pieces...get what you want

*cup his hands on my butt cheek*

Véra: but for my love youll need to be sorry...you promise me to never hurt me... thats the first time my body react with pleasure

Donovan: I am sorry I hurt you, Vera. I thought that were comparing this, you, us, to a whore. That made me angry. I don't think of you as a whore.

Véra: I forgive you but never do this again... please take me in your arms and show me your tenderness you never gave before

*Donovan pulled Vera close to him, kissing her softly*

*take his face in my hands, kissing him more passionnately after his*

*He dropped his hands down, running them both up under her dress to the bare flesh of her ass, pulling her closer still as he kissed her hungrily*

*pull my ass into in hands more and walk to him til he touch the bed with his back still kissing him, strongly pushing my hips against his erect manhood...flattered he still desire me*

*Donovan ran his hands up her flanks lifting the dress high above Vera's head and dropping it to the floor. He looked at her, stunned immobile by her beauty.*

Donovan : Christ's Balls, Vera. You're... gorgeous!

*except for the scars..Véra was the most beautiful woman you ever seen*

Véra: thank you Captain

*reddish at her nakedness. I undoes my hair making them falling on my breast completely*

Véra: youre the first one that see me all nude

*Donovan reached down and traced the scarring on her thigh.*

Donovan : The man who did this to you is dead?

Véra: NNNoooo but he lost one eye and part of his testicules by my care

*one scar on each arm also..I growl in anger at the memory of this moment*

*Donovan considered that, wondering how difficult it would be to find and kill the bastard.*

Véra: Forget him

*like if i read in your mind*

Donovan: If you see him again, I'd very much like to kill him, Vera.

Véra: I will never again because ill never return in Williamport

Donovan: Your scars are beautiful too, Vera. They're part of you.

Véra: thats sweet but they arent... but for warriors like my mom they are proof im proud of my family and that I fight to survive and never give myself to anyone

*Donovan dropped down to one knee and leaned forward kissing along the length of her scar, rising further up her thigh.*

*one tear fall on my cheek at the scene*

Véra: why so important my love ?

*realise she said so but too late*

*Donovan rose to his feet and took Vera in his arms again. He smiled at her.*

Donovan : It's you, Vera. I want to know you.

*Donovan smiled and kissed her.*

Véra: I'm an untame animal Captain

*smile*

Véra: will you ?

Donovan: Will I tame you? No, Vera, I won't tame you. I don't want to tame you. I want YOU. Wild, free.

*travel my eyes from his head to his feet..discovering new excitement when he said he wanted me wild...yes i am and i would like to show him without any shame... I kiss him deeply hungrily...he so provoke intense hunger in me...push him on the bed*

Véra: really ?

*grins, move up on the bed on four in front of him, with the grace of a feline*

*Donovan chuckled feraly, hungrily.*

Donovan : Oh yes.

*jump on him like a hunter : purring loud*

Véra: How much ?

* I groan*

*Donovan reached up and fondled Vera's breasts, delighted by the weight of them, their shape and texture.*

Donovan : Very.

*know its too late to rewind and hope just he will keep his promises, move out his shirt fast and scratch gently his chest like a cat that want to do her territory*

Véra: Show me *hungrily*

*Donovan slid a hand down Vera's flank, raking his fingernails gently down her belly. He cupped her warm sex and slowly stroked her. His other hand reached up to her neck, pulling her face down to his for a fierce kiss, his tongue tasting her.*

*fear at first his hand on her belly and sex but his fingers playing of my skin make music come from my mouth while i kissed him...moans...hunger...I bite his lower lip and suck it gently, I low my head on his throat to lick it and playing like with his lips..eating him everywhere down travelling neck to chest, to nipple, to belly and more...smelling his skin and perfume making grow my desire of him*

*Donovan growled hungrily and reached down pushing his pants off.*

*I stand on my knee in the bed looking at him, his huge cock pointed to me, I wanted him..I decided to wait what he will do now*

Donovan: Come to me, Vera,

*Donovan said. He sat up and pulled her down to him, laying her atop him, their flesh warm against each other. He kissed her, searching her eyes, looking to see if she was truly okay with this.*

* I follow his instructions and smile at him...answering by staring his eyes with tenderness and desire at the same time...no lust...not something he saw before*

*Donovan rolled her over, laying atop her. Her legs spread slightly, allowing him access to her. He moved carefully, placing the head of his cock against her, slowly inserting just the head of it.*

*the odour of Véra is one of peach and honey...when he placed the tip of his manhood in me I just realise what will happen and I am learning each new sensation of it...sweetest ones...I lean on him slowly and smile at him and softly kiss him to show him i no longer fear him*

*Donovan moved slowly, carefully ensuring that Vera was well lubricated. Her honey coated him and her warmth beckoned, tempting him to venture deeper. With his eyes fixed on Vera he quickly thrust home, burying himself inside her.*

*Im more than he was expected*

Véra: can i ask you something ? *murmures*

Donovan: Of course.

Véra: I saw some men licking between women legs...I always wonder what it would feel...they seems to enjoy greatly

*reddish at this confession*

*Donovan smiled*

Donovan : Would you like that, Vera?

*stare down and nodd*

Véra: if it please you, dont be afraid i will let you entering me after Captain

*Donovan edged backwards, down Vera's body. He kissed her breasts, running his tongue softly over the nipples. He continued downward to her belly and then to the juncture of her thighs.*

* I shiver as i see him doing so*

*He placed his tongue against her, warm honey coating his tongue with a sweet taste. He held it there a moment, simply letting her see him.*

*outbreathing Im watching every move exciting me more...more wet*

*Donovan traced the folds of her sex, softly sucking a labium into his mouth. He released her flesh and reached with his finger to pull back the hood of her clitoris, flicking his tongue over the sensitive bud.*

*at the contact of his tongue with my clit I arch a little in surprise and catch my breath, feeling he licks warmly my delicate skin, his breath, humm I began unvoluntarily to moan louder*

*Donovan smiles and places his lips on the pearl, rolling it gently, letting it rest on his tongue.*

*sound like a female cat while you eat me...purring...grabing the sheet around in hunger for more...trying to restrain my hips against him*

Véra: Ohh gosh !


*Donovan exulted in the sense of power that came with making a woman feel pleasure. It was all the sweeter because it was Vera. He hummed, letting the vibrations in his mouth travel along her clit.*

*shaking from everypart of my body, I close my eyes and enter in a fantasy world where he have the control over me and let me release the beauty from me just for him...imagine if it was his manhood inside...*

Véra: oh Donovan !

* I murmure almost silently...feeling something grow inside more than just when he kissed me...a need of more*

Véra : Come over me *pantly said*

*Donovan crawled up on top of Vera, covering her with his body.*

*still trembling of desire for him*

Véra : Tell me, you like that ?

Donovan : Yes. I like the way it makes you feel, the way you taste.

Véra: and now what you wish me to do my love


*my eyes drunk of desire*

Donovan: Will you do the same for me, Vera?

Véra: I will try to do my best..I only saw it

*lean him on his back and put myself on four in front of him...my butt cheek high enough to have a fairly view, taking slowly his manhood in my right hand, afraid to hurt him, and begin licking him down to up a few times then when it felt more pleasant than i taught i decided to put it in my mouth...head first then lower and lower, sucking it at each up I make....my right hand stroking him softly while i entwine my tongue around him and suck...stares at him to see how he find this*

*Donovan groaned.*

Donovan : Oh god, Vera...

*even if you know i miss some experience I seemed to love that more than usual women you seen doing it. I gain some confidence and going faster both my hand and my lips around you, taking your left hand on my hair. I start moaning on you after a while and move my hips in desire*

*Donovan grasped Vera's hair, following the motion of her head as she moved her mouth up and down on him. He groaned again in pure pleasure.*

*a naughty idea came in my head and i continue working hard on him to let him come in my mouth wondering what he taste as he did so for me... hearing him groaned increase my desire more and I grin inside to see it worked well....love doing so...I enter him completely inside my mouth and throat and insist on what make him express more and moans louder*

Donovan: I'm going to come, Vera. You need to take your mouth off of me unless you want me to come in your mouth.

* I smile and continue of doing like anything wrong...acting wantonly for him, taking my left hand and stroking myself while i suck him hungrily*

*Donovan lost control and his body erupted into Vera's mouth, a series of convulsions that sent ripple of pleasure racing through his body.*

Donovan : Ah!

* I engulf it all a little in surprise but keep me on you and wash you completely with my mouth...taste mix of salt and sweet...and kiss his manhood one last time and move back shy, waiting him to tell me what to do*

*Donovan looked at Vera and smiled wickedly.*

Donovan : Touch yourself, Vera. I want to see you stroking yourself.

* I smiled and begin stroking myself in front of him, entering one...two fringers inside me...my left hand caressing my left breast in pleasure, staring at him, wondering why he ask me to do so...my pleasure re grow slowly as i remember when he licked me..I rubb on my clit vigourously as he watches me*

*Donovan smiled. The sight was beyond the ability of words to describe. He loved that she wanted to please him the way that he wanted to please her.*

* I tend my hand on his manhood softly*

Véra: was it good Captain ?

*still caressing myself more and more getting all my inner thighs wet again ahhhh hummm, my hips in rythmn with my fingers*

 

[Arnemetia]

*After asking him if it was good, I was not totally realising what will happen next..still caressing myself more and more getting all my inner thighs wet again, moaning, my hips in rythmn with my fingers...when my legs become tired i lean and continue to stroke my delicate inner lips, introducing two fingers inside making sucking noises...i decided to taste it...Donovan seemed to enjoy the taste so i begin lapping one finger and discover the sweet taste of my juices. Returning sometimes to my lovenest to tease my rose bud while Donovan is looking at me...hope he enjoys what he sees because the way he stares at me exciting me more..*

 

[Otto26]

Donovan chuckled. "In here you can call me Donovan, Vera. Out there," he gestured at the world outside, "is different."

He watched as she continued to touch, and taste, herself. The sight was intoxicating. He had been with many women, most of them because he had paid them, and he had never felt like this. She wanted him to be happy, not because she wanted more money out of him, but.. just because. It was a thought as exciting as her actions, a thought that made her actions all the more exciting.

He felt his cock harden again and was seized by an irresistable urge to have her. He rose from his back and kissed her, following the kiss until his body covered hers. Her legs were spread beneath him and he pushed against her wet sex, slipping his head inside her. She broke his kiss by pulling back on his hair until she could make eye-contact.

"I want to see you," she explained, and wrapped her legs around him.

He saw the acceptance, and the lust, in her eyes and he pushed into her, burying himself inside her.

 

[Arnemetia]

* Tout en le regardant, j' accueuillit la présence chaude et insidieuse de sa virilité entrer en moi doucement mais il y senti une résistance..se rappelant soudain que je suis vierge, Donovan fut pris d'une soudaine douceur lorsqu'il vit mon visage se crisper sous la douleur de la déchirure de mon hymen. Je fermit les yeux sur le coup et les ouvrit pour le regarder intensément et lui montrer a quel point je devait lui faire confiance et lui donner mon amour pour lui permettre de faire ca ! Je me donnai a lui sans résistance, l'entourant de mes jambes pour ne pas le laisser repartir et serrant mon chaud tunnel autour de lui pour lui rendre une douce torture...Mes bras l'entourèrent et agrippèrent ses épaules comme si j'allais tomber sous l'emprise de ses coups de bassin dans un monde qui m'était jusqu'alors inconnu. Je l'avais toujours désirée depuis le jour ou je l'ai vu dans la ruelle. Quand la douleur fut passer, mes fesses remontèrent vers Donovan, donnant des coups aussi intenses et passionnés que mes baisers qui s'accentuèrent sur ses lèvres.*

Oh Donovan *je murmurai dans ses oreilles*

*ma tête renversant par en arrière, j'offrit la vue de mon cou et mes seins pointant vers lui avec excitation...durs et rouges, gorgés de chaleur dû a nos corps rapprochés. Mon dos arché, mes jambes montées sur ses reins, je me perdais dans un univers de sensations nouvelles et délicieuses...avec mes petites mains j'agrippai ses fesses et les poussèrent plus vers moi tout en ramenant les miennes vers lui, plus profond encore...plus vite aussi...toute a lui...*

 

[Otto26]

She grimaced briefly as he pushed through her barrier, but the moment passed and she looked at him, murmured into his ear. He moved slowly in her, savoring the feel of her and, he admitted to himself, enjoying the knowledge that he was the only man who had enjoyed her so. She warmed to him quickly, lifting her body against him and using her hands and legs to pull him deeply into her, jealous of every partial withdrawal. It was, he felt, as if a dam of pent up desire had burst. She had wanted this badly, but she had had no opportunity to obtain it, no one she could trust. No wonder she was so combative.

The thought filled him with a deep affection for her. It also tempered his lust, giving him the power he needed to move carefully and ensure that she had as much pleasure as he did. And she seemed to be having that pleasure. She was urging him to move more quickly and lifting her hips on each thrust to take him deeper into her where she squeezed, holding him tight. He saw the flush building on her chest and the rapid rise and fall of her breasts. He place his mouth on her neck, sucking hard at her sweaty flesh, as his hips sped up, driving into her.

 

[Arnemetia]

Sentir sa bouche sur mon cou, dévorante de passion, me fit succomber et je retomber sur le lit, pantelante d'envie...j'essayais de me calmer pour apprécier pleinement chaque attaque de son bassin, délicieux dans mon tunnel fait pour l'amour...Est-ce qu'il l'aimerait après ? Elle n'avait pas envie de perdre une minute a lui demander, il lui avait demander du temps et en ce moment, ce temps était précieux...Elle ferma les yeux et se laissa aller pleinement a ses caresses, sa langue tantot dans sa bouche, tantot sur son cou insidieuse et tentatrice...Elle voulait être toute a lui et le rester aussi longtemps que possible a n'importe quel prix...Véra se mit a gémir de plus belle se sentant si confortable dans ses bras et exciter par son corps qui lui plaisait plus que tout alors elle continua a bouger ses hanches avec avidité, son corps luisant de sueur par cette charmante activité.

Dis moi que vous aimez ca... *murmura-t-elle dans un soupir de plaisir, hors de son controle*

 

[Otto26]

Donovan smiled lovingly at her and opened his mouth to speak, but his body stiffened suddenly and all that came out was an inarticulate roar. He pushed into her, his body instinctively seeking to bury itself deeply, and came in rush of pent up desire. He threw his head back and tried to breathe as Vera continued to move beneath him, building his pleasure in exquisite layers that had him seeing dancing lights.

"Oh God, Vera," he croaked.