Seven Seas Reborn

[Remin]

"Careful offering your rear to someone. They might feel the temptation to..." She lays a hard slap down upon the witch's ass, enough that she's sure a red mark will be left there. The inquisitor's other hand rubs between Faye's legs, finding her clit and giving it a hard squeeze.

Faye let out a heated moan at the smack, her back arching as she left a red mark on her ass. Her thighs squeezed gently around her wrists as she pinched her sensitive nub, her nails digging into the table as he fruitlessly tried to still a lusty cry.

"Good pets show their vulnerable parts to their owner as a sign of trust, don't they?~" Faye tries to sound cocky, but she couldn't keep up the appearances with how much of her was currently staining inquisitor's hand.

 

[moonblack]

"Ahoy." The grizzled second in command says, heading out onto the deck. As she shouts, the sails are unfurled, beginning to flap freely in the breeze, the ship rocking forward slightly as it catches the wind and begins to move through the water out of the bay and towards the open ocean. At the mouth of the bay, up ahead maybe half a mile, Mariel catches sight of a man of war entering the bay, flying French colours. Its gunports are closed, but it's clearly a naval warship, not a pirate vessel.

Mariel raised an eyebrow at the sight and looked at Arabelle. “What do you make of this?” She asked as she pointed at the warship.

 

[Tjf]

"No, no, no young one is just a smart one. There is no point to die for some information" Marlene smiled to hostage and kissed him in the neck, near her blade. "See, sweety? Maybe you will just tell us what we want to know, and they you can leave, with all your limbs intact".

"You little brat..." The bearded man sneers. "You think you can get away with cowardice on the Lucky Alice's crew?" The man says, his eyes on his own young crewmember, seemingly ignoring Marlene now. He draws a large knife.

 

[Tjf]

Faye let out a heated moan at the smack, her back arching as she left a red mark on her ass. Her thighs squeezed gently around her wrists as she pinched her sensitive nub, her nails digging into the table as he fruitlessly tried to still a lusty cry.

"Good pets show their vulnerable parts to their owner as a sign of trust, don't they?~" Faye tries to sound cocky, but she couldn't keep up the appearances with how much of her was currently staining inquisitor's hand.

"I'm your owner, now, hmm? I'd be careful with that kind of talk." The redhead strikes Faye's other ass cheek, pinching her clit harder, as she leans in and begins to kiss and nibble at the nape of her neck. "A girl could get carried away, thinking you're nothing more than property..."

 

[Tjf]

Mariel raised an eyebrow at the sight and looked at Arabelle. “What do you make of this?” She asked as she pointed at the warship.

Arabelle frowns. "Could be here on business - this is technically a Frenchie port, even if everyone's a crook here." She says. "Or it could be here to shake down the captains here for a cut of the spoils." She sighs. "Lastly, and worst of all... It might be a dogooder trying to actually do his job and crack down on piracy, in which case... that's not good." She shakes her head.

The two ships continue to sail on parallel courses in opposite directions. "I figure, he'll be sailing close to have a look at us as he goes past. He sails away, we're golden. He tries to get us to stop... We could have problems."

 

[Remin]

"I'm your owner, now, hmm? I'd be careful with that kind of talk." The redhead strikes Faye's other ass cheek, pinching her clit harder, as she leans in and begins to kiss and nibble at the nape of her neck. "A girl could get carried away, thinking you're nothing more than property..."

"You break it, you buy it." Faye mewls eagerly, pushing her twitching body back against those pinches, her thighs squirming as another spank makes her hips swing forward, her hand clutching around the edge of the table.

She moans openly and eagerly, just desperately wanting inquisitor's fingers to slam deep and hard into her already, melting under those tender kisses. Looks like inquisitor is surprisingly well versed in how to treat a woman~

 

[Regin34]

"You little brat..." The bearded man sneers. "You think you can get away with cowardice on the Lucky Alice's crew?" The man says, his eyes on his own young crewmember, seemingly ignoring Marlene now. He draws a large knife.

Marlene winked to Peter, nodding her head to command him to kill old men. She pushed her hostage down and stab him in the arm, not to kill him, but removing him from the fight.

 

[moonblack]

Arabelle frowns. "Could be here on business - this is technically a Frenchie port, even if everyone's a crook here." She says. "Or it could be here to shake down the captains here for a cut of the spoils." She sighs. "Lastly, and worst of all... It might be a dogooder trying to actually do his job and crack down on piracy, in which case... that's not good." She shakes her head.

The two ships continue to sail on parallel courses in opposite directions. "I figure, he'll be sailing close to have a look at us as he goes past. He sails away, we're golden. He tries to get us to stop... We could have problems."

“Well, they should have no reason to stop us of all people, so let's just sail past them. Keep an eye on them, just in case, but do nothing to provoke them or attract their attention. We'll act like a perfectly normal ship that is simply leaving port, nothing more.” Mariel decided. It wouldn't do to get paranoid before they even left port.

 

[Tjf]

"You break it, you buy it." Faye mewls eagerly, pushing her twitching body back against those pinches, her thighs squirming as another spank makes her hips swing forward, her hand clutching around the edge of the table.

She moans openly and eagerly, just desperately wanting inquisitor's fingers to slam deep and hard into her already, melting under those tender kisses. Looks like inquisitor is surprisingly well versed in how to treat a woman~

"Oh, I think I can afford the price." The redhead breathes against Faye's cheek, her lips kissing the rosy flesh before taking the witch's earlobe between her teeth and nibbling softly. He hand begins switching up its movements, gliding along Faye's lower lips, the free hand that was spanking her earlier now giving some exploratory pushes against her rosebud. "Did you think just because I serve the church I was some blushing virgin?" She whispers into Faye's ear. "Pleasure is often a better interrogation tool than pain, and I'm quite an expert with it." She says as she relentlessly teases Faye's body. "I've made heathens confess their every secret, without having to draw a drop of blood. You, though, I'm just going to drive mad with pleasure." She purrs.

 

[Tjf]

Marlene winked to Peter, nodding her head to command him to kill old men. She pushed her hostage down and stab him in the arm, not to kill him, but removing him from the fight.

The pub resounds with the boom of the gunshot, Peter's pistol going off and driving a bullet into the bearded man's stomach. He cries out in pain, slumping off his chair, as Marlene grabs the youth. "Wait, wait, please!" He cries out. "I'm not doing anything!"

 

[Tjf]

“Well, they should have no reason to stop us of all people, so let's just sail past them. Keep an eye on them, just in case, but do nothing to provoke them or attract their attention. We'll act like a perfectly normal ship that is simply leaving port, nothing more.” Mariel decided. It wouldn't do to get paranoid before they even left port.

The naval ship alters course slightly to get closer to them. As they get into range, Mariel starts to be able to see the figures on the deck, naval sailors who look basically the same as her own men, crisp looking officers, and marines with muskets. "Bonjour, madamoiselle!" A youthful voice calls out in a French accent. She sees the captain, resplendent in a white coat, a young man with no wig, but a long shock of dark hair, and a boyishly handsome face. "You are departing early today. May I know your business?" His voice is polite, even as he shouts, but there's an underlying threat nonetheless.

 

[Remin]

"Oh, I think I can afford the price." The redhead breathes against Faye's cheek, her lips kissing the rosy flesh before taking the witch's earlobe between her teeth and nibbling softly. He hand begins switching up its movements, gliding along Faye's lower lips, the free hand that was spanking her earlier now giving some exploratory pushes against her rosebud. "Did you think just because I serve the church I was some blushing virgin?" She whispers into Faye's ear. "Pleasure is often a better interrogation tool than pain, and I'm quite an expert with it." She says as she relentlessly teases Faye's body. "I've made heathens confess their every secret, without having to draw a drop of blood. You, though, I'm just going to drive mad with pleasure." She purrs.

The witch tenses up, her thighs squeezing her wrist as inquisitor prods at her soaked slit, her pale body gently thrusting forward into those fingers as they start to explore her entrance.

"A we-welcome change. Too many holy servants are in love with inflicting pain. One could think your god is one of suffering." The witch cries out, feeling those teeth close around her ear, her pussy twitching under inquisitor's fingers. She felt the wave of heat sweel between her thighs, slowly crawling up and deep into her body.

She grabs the petals scattered on the table, crushing some of them between her fingers. "Let me share a secret with you then~"

Faye says with a coo, reached behind her and smearing the crushed petals on inquisitor's cheek, leaving a red trail on her skin. "Long, long time ago, when for the first time two lovers jumped into the sea because they love was forbidden, The Siren was there to bless the act. With cruelty of her father and capriciousness of her mother, The Siren is a goddess of acts done in passion and duress, lovers, traitors and desperate."

Faye whispers and her inaudible words make air shiver, sending waves like a shark under the water's surface. The put out candle suddenly flares up with a brilliant and triumphant, red flame. The air turns red, thick enough to cut with an axe, sweetly suffocating.

"To live is to desire, and nobody desires more than The Daughter of The Sea and The Storm. Some say she parted the sea for the Israelites when they were running from pharaoh's army. As you may know, urge to see one's homeland again is among the more powerful ones." She pauses for the effect and the air.

"Let's share some of our desire~" Marks on her back start to glow brightly, presence of something permeating the shop. Faye moved her hand to her lips as her entire body filled with a maddening excitement, biting deep enough to draw blood, desperate to feel anything under her teeth. Her other hand grabs the inquisitor's forearm, nails digging into the metal until it started to yield with a helpless whine.

 

[Regin34]

The pub resounds with the boom of the gunshot, Peter's pistol going off and driving a bullet into the bearded man's stomach. He cries out in pain, slumping off his chair, as Marlene grabs the youth. "Wait, wait, please!" He cries out. "I'm not doing anything!"

Malene hold young one tight.
"That is your problem sweety. You not doing anything, when you should share all your secrets with us. You should tell us what we want to know or you will end like your old pal. Hurry up, my patience is running out".

 

[moonblack]

The naval ship alters course slightly to get closer to them. As they get into range, Mariel starts to be able to see the figures on the deck, naval sailors who look basically the same as her own men, crisp looking officers, and marines with muskets. "Bonjour, madamoiselle!" A youthful voice calls out in a French accent. She sees the captain, resplendent in a white coat, a young man with no wig, but a long shock of dark hair, and a boyishly handsome face. "You are departing early today. May I know your business?" His voice is polite, even as he shouts, but there's an underlying threat nonetheless.

(Please ignore any misspellings.)

Mariel chose her words carefully. “Bonjour!” she returned the greeting, “We were supposed to leave yesterday, but there was an issue that delayed us, so we are trying to make up for lost time. As for our business, we are delivering a message. I am afraid I am not able to share more at this time.” Technically it was all true. There had been an issue – the girl stealing from the crew. And they were certainly going to deliver a message to their target. “What about you, monseur? What brings you to a remote port like this?”

 

[Tjf]

The witch tenses up, her thighs squeezing her wrist as inquisitor prods at her soaked slit, her pale body gently thrusting forward into those fingers as they start to explore her entrance.

"A we-welcome change. Too many holy servants are in love with inflicting pain. One could think your god is one of suffering." The witch cries out, feeling those teeth close around her ear, her pussy twitching under inquisitor's fingers. She felt the wave of heat sweel between her thighs, slowly crawling up and deep into her body.

She grabs the petals scattered on the table, crushing some of them between her fingers. "Let me share a secret with you then~"

Faye says with a coo, reached behind her and smearing the crushed petals on inquisitor's cheek, leaving a red trail on her skin. "Long, long time ago, when for the first time two lovers jumped into the sea because they love was forbidden, The Siren was there to bless the act. With cruelty of her father and capriciousness of her mother, The Siren is a goddess of acts done in passion and duress, lovers, traitors and desperate."

Faye whispers and her inaudible words make air shiver, sending waves like a shark under the water's surface. The put out candle suddenly flares up with a brilliant and triumphant, red flame. The air turns red, thick enough to cut with an axe, sweetly suffocating.

"To live is to desire, and nobody desires more than The Daughter of The Sea and The Storm. Some say she parted the sea for the Israelites when they were running from pharaoh's army. As you may know, urge to see one's homeland again is among the more powerful ones." She pauses for the effect and the air.

"Let's share some of our desire~" Marks on her back start to glow brightly, presence of something permeating the shop. Faye moved her hand to her lips as her entire body filled with a maddening excitement, biting deep enough to draw blood, desperate to feel anything under her teeth. Her other hand grabs the inquisitor's forearm, nails digging into the metal until it started to yield with a helpless whine.

"Be careful what you say of my God, wench, or you'll see that I'm capable of inflicting pain even if it's not my first choice." The inquisitor grunts, backing away a little as Faye begins to become ominous. She pulls her hand back, then reaches out, gripping Faye's throat. "What are you doing, wench? What devilry are you casting?"

 

[Tjf]

Malene hold young one tight.
"That is your problem sweety. You not doing anything, when you should share all your secrets with us. You should tell us what we want to know or you will end like your old pal. Hurry up, my patience is running out".

"Okay okay okay! Just tell me what you want to know!" The youth shouts.

 

[Tjf]

(Please ignore any misspellings.)

Mariel chose her words carefully. “Bonjour!” she returned the greeting, “We were supposed to leave yesterday, but there was an issue that delayed us, so we are trying to make up for lost time. As for our business, we are delivering a message. I am afraid I am not able to share more at this time.” Technically it was all true. There had been an issue – the girl stealing from the crew. And they were certainly going to deliver a message to their target. “What about you, monseur? What brings you to a remote port like this?”

The handsome captain pulls out a spyglass, extending it and bringing it to his eye, examining Mariel's ship, crew and Mariel herself, closely watching every detail. "I am here on navy business, mademoiselle, here to inspect the ships here for evidence of piracy." He continues silently observing for an uncomfortable amount of time, before lowering the spyglass. "I hope you do not become my business, mademoiselle. Adieu." He nods his head, and turns back to his helm.

The two ships drift further apart, Mariel reaching the mouth of the pay, while the warship heads into Tortuga. Behind her, Mariel hears the sounds of cannon fire.

 

[Regin34]

"Okay okay okay! Just tell me what you want to know!" The youth shouts.

„Give us information about your captain, Luckly Alice, where she is right now”. Marlene gives him deadly smile. „All her secrets, with who she sleeps, where she sells loot from her pirate voyages, her strength and weakness, everything”.

 

[Tjf]

„Give us information about your captain, Luckly Alice, where she is right now”. Marlene gives him deadly smile. „All her secrets, with who she sleeps, where she sells loot from her pirate voyages, her strength and weakness, everything”.

"I...I... All at once?" He asks. Peter cocks a pistol, and the sound makes the boy flinch. "O-Okay, okay..." He says. "Just...give me a moment to think. You're asking a lot of questions. First, the ship is moored at a little cave on the coast. Captain should be at the ship, though I don't know - she could have left to go drinking in Havana." He starts.

 

[Regin34]

"I...I... All at once?" He asks. Peter cocks a pistol, and the sound makes the boy flinch. "O-Okay, okay..." He says. "Just...give me a moment to think. You're asking a lot of questions. First, the ship is moored at a little cave on the coast. Captain should be at the ship, though I don't know - she could have left to go drinking in Havana." He starts.

„IF she left to drinking, where she would go? Did she have favourite tavern or brothel to go”? Marlene smiled at information about ship cover in little cave. If comes to worst, she could block their way out with her own ship. Still, catching Lucky Alice without her crew is more preferable.