Seven Seas Reborn

[moonblack]

"Back... Move back..." He says in semi-broken English. As she speaks, she notices his face tense up a little as she says 'mother'.

“I just want to speak with your mother. I promise I will not hurt her.” Mariel tried to convince the blonde to get out of the way. She stopped in place for now, not moving closer, but also not moving back either.

 

[Regin34]

The doorman gazes at the two of them, eyes fixing on Marlene. "And what is the daughter of such a noble line doing sailing a ship?" He sighs. "You seem genuine, despite your...appearance. I'll allow you entry - but any trouble and you'll be immediately ejected from the premises."

Marlene nods to doorman, giving him grace smile.
“Of course, we are going to follow rules of premises, that’s right Peter?” She gently stabbed her black guy with elbow, and confided entering the brothel. Marlene was kind of curious what was so special about this place to be locked from outsiders. This secret makes her excited about coming discover.

 

[Tjf]

Isabela was struck speechless. This captain was... Gorgeous. Dangerously so. But, perhaps the pirate queen could use this.

Isabela reached past the glasses and grabbed the decanter itself, smelling the almost too sweet liquid inside. "Not bad." She said as she sprawled across a nearby chair luxuriously, doing everything she could to show herself off the the other captain as she drained the decanter.

"So. Let's get down to business, beautiful. My crew. What do I have to do to ensure their safety?" she asked with a flirty smile.

High quality wine warms Isabela's chest as she downs the decanter. The captain watches, smirking. If she's irritated, she doesn't betray it. "How...bold." She rolls her eyes. "If we're to skip the small talk, I'll state it plainly. You've stolen a great deal. From the Spanish crown, from several court notables, even from the church." She says as she makes eye contact with the pirate. "The damages come to a total sum of many thousands of reales. As I don't think we'll find nearly enough to repay it all in that ship of yours, the solution to me seems simple." She smiles, maintaining constant eye contact. "From this moment onwards, you are now property of the Spanish crown."

 

[Tjf]

“I just want to speak with your mother. I promise I will not hurt her.” Mariel tried to convince the blonde to get out of the way. She stopped in place for now, not moving closer, but also not moving back either.

Spoiler: Persuasion Roll

D100+10=86

The blonde frowns, continuing to keep his pistol pointed at Mariel. "Det er nok, min elskede." A feminine voice comes from within the room, and the door opens behind the youth. A woman leans in and whispers in his ear, and he reluctantly stands aside. Mariel gets a better look at the woman.

"God dag." She says. "I am being Ida of Vendsyssel." Her accent is heavy, a pleasant sing song as she makes firm eye contact.

 

[Tjf]

Marlene nods to doorman, giving him grace smile.
“Of course, we are going to follow rules of premises, that’s right Peter?” She gently stabbed her black guy with elbow, and confided entering the brothel. Marlene was kind of curious what was so special about this place to be locked from outsiders. This secret makes her excited about coming discover.

"Hngh. Yes...my lady." Peter grunts, as the doorman stands aside to let them in. Marlene's nose picks up the hint of fine spices on the air as she steps inside, finding the interior filled with scantily clad women and old and fat noblemen.

An older looking woman moves towards her, walking crisply. "Buenos Tardes, Senora."

"What delights have you come here to seek?" She smiles.

 

[Alicettlg820]

High quality wine warms Isabela's chest as she downs the decanter. The captain watches, smirking. If she's irritated, she doesn't betray it. "How...bold." She rolls her eyes. "If we're to skip the small talk, I'll state it plainly. You've stolen a great deal. From the Spanish crown, from several court notables, even from the church." She says as she makes eye contact with the pirate. "The damages come to a total sum of many thousands of reales. As I don't think we'll find nearly enough to repay it all in that ship of yours, the solution to me seems simple." She smiles, maintaining constant eye contact. "From this moment onwards, you are now property of the Spanish crown."

The words sent a ball of dread right to her gut. Memories of her husband from years ago threatened to well up to the surface. The life her mother sold her into. She couldn't stop a tear from escaping. "... As a privateer, right? Right?" She said in desperate hope

 

[Regin34]

"Hngh. Yes...my lady." Peter grunts, as the doorman stands aside to let them in. Marlene's nose picks up the hint of fine spices on the air as she steps inside, finding the interior filled with scantily clad women and old and fat noblemen.

An older looking woman moves towards her, walking crisply. "Buenos Tardes, Senora."

"What delights have you come here to seek?" She smiles.

Marlene takes a look at all fancy furniture and priceless artworks around her. She turned around to older looking women.
“Well, one of my friend recommended me this brothel, claiming it has something special, but she doesn’t tell me what it’s exactly, which builds my curiosity”. She said, wondering where it could be this pirate captain.

 

[moonblack]

Spoiler: Persuasion Roll

D100+10=86

The blonde frowns, continuing to keep his pistol pointed at Mariel. "Det er nok, min elskede." A feminine voice comes from within the room, and the door opens behind the youth. A woman leans in and whispers in his ear, and he reluctantly stands aside. Mariel gets a better look at the woman.

"God dag." She says. "I am being Ida of Vendsyssel." Her accent is heavy, a pleasant sing song as she makes firm eye contact.

Mmm, she's hot! I'd love to spank her and pound her ass! thought Mariel as she got her first look at the woman. “Good day, madam,” the captain offered a polite greeting as she returned the blonde beauty's firm gaze, “what brings you here? I mean no offense, but you seem out of place on a ship like this...” she gestured around them, at the wooden walls of the ship her crew had boarded.

 

[Tjf]

The words sent a ball of dread right to her gut. Memories of her husband from years ago threatened to well up to the surface. The life her mother sold her into. She couldn't stop a tear from escaping. "... As a privateer, right? Right?" She said in desperate hope

"Hah!" The captain can't help but let out a sharp laugh at that, eyes glinting with a sadistic mischief as she stands. "Oh, that's too amusing." Crossing the desk, she reaches out, gently but firmly taking Isabela's chin between her index and thumb, making her gaze up into her cold eyes. "Your sailing days are done."

 

[Tjf]

Marlene takes a look at all fancy furniture and priceless artworks around her. She turned around to older looking women.
“Well, one of my friend recommended me this brothel, claiming it has something special, but she doesn’t tell me what it’s exactly, which builds my curiosity”. She said, wondering where it could be this pirate captain.

"Indeed? May I know which friend, or would she prefer to remain nameless? Anonymity is of course important." The woman says crisply. "We have many special delights here to offer. But also a house rule." She smiles. "Female customers must wear some special garments in this establishment. It's a longstanding tradition."

 

[Tjf]

Mmm, she's hot! I'd love to spank her and pound her ass! thought Mariel as she got her first look at the woman. “Good day, madam,” the captain offered a polite greeting as she returned the blonde beauty's firm gaze, “what brings you here? I mean no offense, but you seem out of place on a ship like this...” she gestured around them, at the wooden walls of the ship her crew had boarded.

"May we be speaking inside?" She gestures to the cabin. If Mariel allows it and follows her in, she sees a fairly bog standard sleeping quarters for a ship, but pretty nice compared to the hammocks the common sailors would be forced to sleep on, with a feather bed and writing desk, upon which a protected candle burns. "We are travelling to St Thomas. I am wife of merchant there." She says.

Spoiler: Perception Roll

D100: 87

She's a good liar, but Mariel's pretty sure she's being less than truthful.

 

[Regin34]

"Indeed? May I know which friend, or would she prefer to remain nameless? Anonymity is of course important." The woman says crisply. "We have many special delights here to offer. But also a house rule." She smiles. "Female customers must wear some special garments in this establishment. It's a longstanding tradition."

“She would remain anonymous, but I can say she cooperated my interest in the ships”. Marlene says hoping for some kind of clues about pirate captain.
“Oh? Some kind of traditional outfit for noble women? That is interesting. Some kind of jewellery or underwear? Please tell me more about this tradition. How it begins, why are you continuing practicing this tradition and all“.

 

[moonblack]

"May we be speaking inside?" She gestures to the cabin. If Mariel allows it and follows her in, she sees a fairly bog standard sleeping quarters for a ship, but pretty nice compared to the hammocks the common sailors would be forced to sleep on, with a feather bed and writing desk, upon which a protected candle burns. "We are travelling to St Thomas. I am wife of merchant there." She says.

Spoiler: Perception Roll

D100: 87

She's a good liar, but Mariel's pretty sure she's being less than truthful.

Mariel followed the woman – Ida – inside, using the chance to check out the blonde's ass.

Liar. The pirate captain did not let the thought show on her face, pretending to have believed the lie. “I see. And what is the name of your husband? Perhaps I have heard of him...” She asked, curious to hear the woman's answer.

 

[Alicettlg820]

"Hah!" The captain can't help but let out a sharp laugh at that, eyes glinting with a sadistic mischief as she stands. "Oh, that's too amusing." Crossing the desk, she reaches out, gently but firmly taking Isabela's chin between her index and thumb, making her gaze up into her cold eyes. "Your sailing days are done."

Isabela slapped her hand away as fast as she could, tears now streaming down her face. "Never." Was all she whispered before she last out with a fist towards the Captain's head.

 

[Remin]

The inquisitor's gauntleted fingers dig into Faye's hips, as the woman's tongue presses inside the witch, licking along her insides, quickly finding her g-spot with practiced skill and beginning to assault it with trained flicks. Her eyes stare up at Faye's with amusement, egging Faye to debase herself further.

"Ahhh~ Yes! Just a little bit more~" The witch moaned out loudly, her thighs greedily wrapping around inquisitors head as she grabs her hips and slides inside of her burning with lust pussy.

She slides her pale fingers into inquisitor's red hair, her slit leaking onto her greedy tongue. She felt her mind go blank from the pleasure, getting closer and closer to her orgasm.

 

[Tjf]

“She would remain anonymous, but I can say she cooperated my interest in the ships”. Marlene says hoping for some kind of clues about pirate captain.
“Oh? Some kind of traditional outfit for noble women? That is interesting. Some kind of jewellery or underwear? Please tell me more about this tradition. How it begins, why are you continuing practicing this tradition and all“.

"It's a sign of...humility." The woman says. "Perhaps it's best if I just show you? Your...companion...should remain here." She gestures to Peter, who grunts in irritation, having seemed to get excited at the prospect of what he would see.

 

[Tjf]

Mariel followed the woman – Ida – inside, using the chance to check out the blonde's ass.

Liar. The pirate captain did not let the thought show on her face, pretending to have believed the lie. “I see. And what is the name of your husband? Perhaps I have heard of him...” She asked, curious to hear the woman's answer.

"Emil Nilsen. He trade sugar." Ida says a little too quickly. "Waiting for me on St Thomas."

 

[Tjf]

Isabela slapped her hand away as fast as she could, tears now streaming down her face. "Never." Was all she whispered before she last out with a fist towards the Captain's head.

The captain moves faster than Isabela would have imagined, for someone so obviously well bred. She sidesteps the punch, leaning forward. Her forehead slams right above Isabela's nose, knocking her back. Isabela sees two of her foe, vision blurring and unblurring, before she trips over a chair and lands on her back. "Good, I didn't break your nose. That's very good... We have to keep your looks intact, don't we?" The captain grins, stepping forward. She raises a jackbooted foot and brings it down on Isabela's face - not a hard stomp, but rather a firm press, rubbing Isabela's head against the cold timber of the floor. "You'll need them if you're to fetch a good price, slave."

 

[Tjf]

"Ahhh~ Yes! Just a little bit more~" The witch moaned out loudly, her thighs greedily wrapping around inquisitors head as she grabs her hips and slides inside of her burning with lust pussy.

She slides her pale fingers into inquisitor's red hair, her slit leaking onto her greedy tongue. She felt her mind go blank from the pleasure, getting closer and closer to her orgasm.

The inquisitor's trained tongue keeps moving, and Faye feels the promised orgasm draw ever so close, tantalising, promising untold pleasures. "Beg." The redhead smirks as she comes up for breath. "In the name of the Lord."

 

[Regin34]

"It's a sign of...humility." The woman says. "Perhaps it's best if I just show you? Your...companion...should remain here." She gestures to Peter, who grunts in irritation, having seemed to get excited at the prospect of what he would see.

(Oh, you are teasing me so much )
Marlene smiled on that word and nod to woman.
„Of course. Peter can wait for me here”. She said and give him kiss in the cheek, whispering instructions into his ear as she stands on her toes. He was massive and higher than her.
„Take look around in allowed for you rooms. Something tells me there is more ways to getting inside than just one”.
Marlene wink to him and follow woman inside.
„Sign of humility? In such place? It looks like this appointment is full of surprises. By the way, what is your name”? She said, checking woman figure in her tight, red dress.