"Yes you are." He lowers the whip, grinning, raising his foot so his boot can rub between her legs, gathering her juices on the leather. "But...
"Hard to say. It did sound like all that shit about the Fortuna was true. On the other hand, selling info that could lead to the Swan's crew...
[SPOILER] With the enemy ship in the middle of a brawl, all her hands on deck, it's impossible at this point to miss. Another broadside is fired,...
"I, uh, know a guy here in Tortuga. He's a smuggler, trades with all the pirates." She says. "Me, oh, I'm nobody. Just a runaway from the colonies...
"That's right, the humble look of a submissive penitent. It's good that you accept the punishment for your sins - this would be far less pleasant...
There's some grumbling from the sailors around Marlene who hear what she just said. Raising the spyglass, she sees that the second ship is still...
"No one in specific. Just to whoever was willing to pay the most. An auction, I guess you could say, with the most successful captains here." She...
"I, uh, well..." The blonde looks around nervously. "I may have, um, meant to sell the info. To someone with more money than you."
"Oh, don't fear, petite... Our lord is a merciful God. He offers as much pleasure as he does pain, to his sinful flock." He grins, striking her...
(Thanks! Let me know if you have advice. BDSM isn't my forte after all.) "Hehe, tres bien..." The priest smirks, opening the chest and pulling out...
[SPOILER] Though not an expert sailor, Marlene knows how to lead men. Her voice rises above the din, commanding the crew to take action. They haul...
"Oh, you can't imagine how much it pleases me to hear that." He grips her wrists and begins to tie her hands together with the thick ship rope,...
(Absolutely no problem) "Well, as it turns out, I've recently gained some experience taking ships. And it turns out that you have a lovely ship...
"She's your average merchant ship. Her cap'n is a Spaniard, like I said - bastard to a Don, who managed to get a job moving cargo for his daddy....
Arabelle stops moving, though she keeps a tight grip on the blonde's hair. "A guy I used to...know...sails aboard the Fortuna. She's a merchant...
Louis shrugs. "The cavalry wasn't really for me. What kind of man spends all his time around horses, anyway?" He drinks. "Anyway, it was just a...
Arabelle grabs the blonde by the hair and pulls her up. "Time to go to work." She grunts, marching the girl towards the Sea Swan. "W-Wait!" The...
The priest practically drools at the sight of her body, reaching up to grope at her breasts as she presses herself against him, the hardness of...
The men nod, and one with an axe runs across the side of the ship, hammering an axe down into the railing every few feet to cut the ropes...
(Seriously sorry to head out right after you post a reply, but I'm dead tired. Night!) "Understood." Arabelle nods, heading out towards the beach....
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