Seven Seas Reborn

Tjf said:
(No problem. It's not needed if you don't find anything you like, anyway.)
Lucien smiles, moving into the office. "D'accord, maman. So, you're finding men to crew the Meduse? I'll do it - I'll go through the employment records for anyone with combat experience. You focus on resting, or doing whatever else needs doing."
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“Will you?” Catherine smiled a bit, as she approached him. While it would be an exaggeration to say she was an easy person to get to really express emotionally in a overt way, she placed a hand along his shoulder and gave him a very light and brief hug.

“You have such a good heart, Lucien.” She was far from the type to usually allow her plans to be left up to other people, but she could trust Lucien would do his part well.

“I really cannot decline the help at this point, but do not strain yourself.”
 
Tjf said:
"As a matter of fact, I do." Peter grins. "You're not the only rich girl in these West Indies with a taste for dark meat." He keeps advancing, not caring about the pistol. "Maybe I should show you what you'd be missing out on, first?"
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Marlene rise eyebrown as he approached her.
"Oh, really? Name last one, maybe I know her. We nobles know each other, all conection and deals." She said as he move closer and she put second hand on dagger.
"You can try, but I have to warn you. If your sword disappoint me, you may lose it."
 
Arachna said:
“Will you?” Catherine smiled a bit, as she approached him. While it would be an exaggeration to say she was an easy person to get to really express emotionally in a overt way, she placed a hand along his shoulder and gave him a very light and brief hug.

“You have such a good heart, Lucien.” She was far from the type to usually allow her plans to be left up to other people, but she could trust Lucien would do his part well.

“I really cannot decline the help at this point, but do not strain yourself.”
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"Please, mother, you work yourself to the bone. Helping out now and again is the bare minimum I can do." He hugs back, mewling happily. "I should be saying that to you. Don't worry, mother - the job's just looking through the books and interviewing some sailors. Nothing hard, just a little menial."
 
Tjf said:
Success
The pirate draws a dagger from his boot, menacing her with it for a moment, before he cuts the rope binding her hands to the wall, and the ones binding her thighs to her calves - he keeps her hands bound together behind her back, though. "Be careful, little whore." He presses the blade against her skin. "Masochist or not, you don't want to see what happens when you anger me."
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"Mon, 'ow manaceeng." She shivered a little but did not lose her flirty tone, with some admiration in it. She slowly got up on her knees, stretching her legs. "Might you tell me, oh mightay pirate, 'ow did you decidé to rob mon lit-téll pl?" She asked as she slowly crawled closer to him.
 
Regin34 said:
Marlene rise eyebrown as he approached her.
"Oh, really? Name last one, maybe I know her. We nobles know each other, all conection and deals." She said as he move closer and she put second hand on dagger.
"You can try, but I have to warn you. If your sword disappoint me, you may lose it."
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"My plantation master's mistress, Rowena Hauteloy. And her daughters." Peter grins, as Marlene thinks. She knows the name - an English planter's wife. She doesn't know too much about English nobles, but she does recall hearing that the Hauteloy women retired to a convent for the better part of a year, a few social seasons ago. Of course, the reason was for them to grow closer to God, but there were some rumors that it was to hide away during pregnancies...

Peter undoes the laces of his trousers, pulling his cock free. The dark pillar springs forth from its pillar, thick and long and rock hard. Peter slowly strokes it, needing two hands to cover the length.
Success
Marlene manages to keep from drooling at the sight of it - though it's hard not to. She remains in control of herself, despite her addiction.
 
majus said:
"Mon, 'ow manaceeng." She shivered a little but did not lose her flirty tone, with some admiration in it. She slowly got up on her knees, stretching her legs. "Might you tell me, oh mightay pirate, 'ow did you decidé to rob mon lit-téll pl?" She asked as she slowly crawled closer to him.
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"Simple." The man lets her crawl towards him, the loaded pistol still in his hand. "There's word of your brothel all over Jamaica. While I was scouting Port Royal for news of juicy targets, I heard how many rich men use your...services. A good pirate keeps his ear to the ground - you'll never get rich if you just cruise around hoping you'll stumble on ships."
 
Tjf said:
"Simple." The man lets her crawl towards him, the loaded pistol still in his hand. "There's word of your brothel all over Jamaica. While I was scouting Port Royal for news of juicy targets, I heard how many rich men use your...services. A good pirate keeps his ear to the ground - you'll never get rich if you just cruise around hoping you'll stumble on ships."
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"And yet, ai did~" She chuckled as she gave his chest a kiss. "Why don't you lié down, on la bed?" She suggested.
 
Tjf said:
"Please, mother, you work yourself to the bone. Helping out now and again is the bare minimum I can do." He hugs back, mewling happily. "I should be saying that to you. Don't worry, mother - the job's just looking through the books and interviewing some sailors. Nothing hard, just a little menial."
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"If you insist. I know you'll do well." She yawned seeing no point in arguing herself out of help and walked down to retire to the master bedroom for some proper rest.
 
Tjf said:
"My plantation master's mistress, Rowena Hauteloy. And her daughters." Peter grins, as Marlene thinks. She knows the name - an English planter's wife. She doesn't know too much about English nobles, but she does recall hearing that the Hauteloy women retired to a convent for the better part of a year, a few social seasons ago. Of course, the reason was for them to grow closer to God, but there were some rumors that it was to hide away during pregnancies...

Peter undoes the laces of his trousers, pulling his cock free. The dark pillar springs forth from its pillar, thick and long and rock hard. Peter slowly strokes it, needing two hands to cover the length.
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Marlene manages to keep from drooling at the sight of it - though it's hard not to. She remains in control of herself, despite her addiction.
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"Well, maybe you speak truth, for once." She said as Peter show his massive member. Marlene hold herself from opening wide mouth from the supprise. She know the black men have bigger cocks than most white men, but still...
"Hmm, not bad, not bad. Slighty above average I would say." She gently touch tip with her boot, as her pistol press into Peter stomach.
"So, you want add rose to your garden big boy? Are you take me for another way to ranks up?
 
Arachna said:
"If you insist. I know you'll do well." She yawned seeing no point in arguing herself out of help and walked down to retire to the master bedroom for some proper rest.
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Catherine hears the sounds of a woman's moans somewhere in the house as her head hits the pillow. Louis' presumably found some female company. She's too tired to bother with it, however, and quickly falls asleep.

The countess awakens the next morning, a little excited, but more refreshed than she's felt in a while, with the stress wreaking less of a physical toll on her.
 
Regin34 said:
"Well, maybe you speak truth, for once." She said as Peter show his massive member. Marlene hold herself from opening wide mouth from the supprise. She know the black men have bigger cocks than most white men, but still...
"Hmm, not bad, not bad. Slighty above average I would say." She gently touch tip with her boot, as her pistol press into Peter stomach.
"So, you want add rose to your garden big boy? Are you take me for another way to ranks up?
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"I couldn't give less of a shit about ranks." Peter grunts, growing more intense as they get close enough to touch. "All I care about is pinning you down and fucking you until you scream. Now put that pistol away and turn around."
 
Tjf said:
"I couldn't give less of a shit about ranks." Peter grunts, growing more intense as they get close enough to touch. "All I care about is pinning you down and fucking you until you scream. Now put that pistol away and turn around."
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Marlene breathing heavy, as Peter move closer to her, that his chest press against her breast.
"No... Not so fast..." She said as she grabbed his cock, putting away her pistol.
"You won't take me like a dog. I... I want to look into your eyes." She said, as he tower over her.
 
Tjf said:
Slowly, with the pistol easily able to fire at her if needed, he moves back, lying on the bed with his cock poking skywards.
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Renee would admire the man's caution, if it wasn't aimed at her! This was irritating and she would curse, if she was not so scared and turned on with the man still aiming at her - from her own gun, to add to insult.

"Wéll, arén't you cautious~" She said as she stud up. She started slowly strolling towards him, her heels clicking, her stockings and garter with straps surrounding her sex red marks on her ass, with a sway of her hips, her breasts marked with red welts bouncing. She walked slowly to enhance the image - and not to provoke the man. She got on her knees as she climbed the bed, her mouth slowly moving to his dick, giving it a few licks. For a moment she considered baiting it off, but she had not enough strength to actually pull it off. After giving it a few licks she slowly climbed the man, and saddled him, his dick slowly sliding inside. She gave a loud moan as she felt him penetrate her. She licked her lips as it was all inside her. Slowly, she started moving up and down, her hips slowly moving in a circular way.

"Why, won't you tak a whip, mak eet maire... Fun~" She said with a heat in her voice. She preferred him holding a whip rather then gun pointed at her.
 
Tjf said:
Catherine hears the sounds of a woman's moans somewhere in the house as her head hits the pillow. Louis' presumably found some female company. She's too tired to bother with it, however, and quickly falls asleep.

The countess awakens the next morning, a little excited, but more refreshed than she's felt in a while, with the stress wreaking less of a physical toll on her.
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It had been somewhat of an eventful week, but after having properly rested, she was feeling a bit more confident about what she could do and what her approach might be. She rose to get dressed and eat with the family. She already knew there wasn't much to be done while Lucien went through organizing the process. She was also uncertain of what her role in this would be. She was good at making trades, but she was hardly a pirate in of herself. There was certainly a risk...but...on the other hand...she couldn't really expect anyone else to be left to do it right if left up to them.
 
Tjf said:
"If we were to position ourselves at the mouth of the passage." Arabelle takes no time to answer, putting her thumb down on the map.
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"We can show the Fortuna our broadside, while staying away from the bank. Only risk is that if he manages to turn and run the other way without destroying his ship, it'll take some time before we can move to follow him."
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“I find that an acceptable risk. The Fortuna should not be any faster than our ship, especially if her cargo hold is full. And if we're lucky they might give up without a fight. Still, we should be ready to open fire and damage their sails if they try running.” Mariel decided, then looked at the shivering woman with the exposed tits. “I hope your information is as reliable as you think, my dear. I'd hate to waste everyone's time on a fool's errand...”
 
Regin34 said:
Marlene breathing heavy, as Peter move closer to her, that his chest press against her breast.
"No... Not so fast..." She said as she grabbed his cock, putting away her pistol.
"You won't take me like a dog. I... I want to look into your eyes." She said, as he tower over her.
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The man's dick is warm, and so thick she has trouble getting her whole hand around it. "You want that, you gotta earn it." He grips her shoulders, pressing downwards.
 
majus said:
Renee would admire the man's caution, if it wasn't aimed at her! This was irritating and she would curse, if she was not so scared and turned on with the man still aiming at her - from her own gun, to add to insult.

"Wéll, arén't you cautious~" She said as she stud up. She started slowly strolling towards him, her heels clicking, her stockings and garter with straps surrounding her sex red marks on her ass, with a sway of her hips, her breasts marked with red welts bouncing. She walked slowly to enhance the image - and not to provoke the man. She got on her knees as she climbed the bed, her mouth slowly moving to his dick, giving it a few licks. For a moment she considered baiting it off, but she had not enough strength to actually pull it off. After giving it a few licks she slowly climbed the man, and saddled him, his dick slowly sliding inside. She gave a loud moan as she felt him penetrate her. She licked her lips as it was all inside her. Slowly, she started moving up and down, her hips slowly moving in a circular way.

"Why, won't you tak a whip, mak eet maire... Fun~" She said with a heat in her voice. She preferred him holding a whip rather then gun pointed at her.
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Fail
"And pray tell, what am I to do with a whip while I'm on my back?" He eyes her suspiciously, even as he grunts and groans in pleasure as she starts to ride him. "You'll get the whip soon enough. For now, focus on pleasing me, unless you want me to have an accident with this." He presses the pistol under her chin.
 
Tjf said:
Fail
"And pray tell, what am I to do with a whip while I'm on my back?" He eyes her suspiciously, even as he grunts and groans in pleasure as she starts to ride him. "You'll get the whip soon enough. For now, focus on pleasing me, unless you want me to have an accident with this." He presses the pistol under her chin.
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Renee froze as she felt a barrel under her chin. She lost completely.

"O-ui!" She managed, as increased her efforts raiding the man, her pussy squeezing his meat with all her might.

"Ahh!" She arched as she climaxed, her head spinning. She always came faster then her partners. She bit her lip and continued moving up and down, her breasts bouncing...

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"Ah, ah-ha!!" Renee opened her mouth, as with effort, after several climaxes of her own, she managed to make the man climax. Her body was covered with sweat and she was breathing heavily, her skin covered with blush, her hair wet, sticking to her head.
 
Arachna said:
It had been somewhat of an eventful week, but after having properly rested, she was feeling a bit more confident about what she could do and what her approach might be. She rose to get dressed and eat with the family. She already knew there wasn't much to be done while Lucien went through organizing the process. She was also uncertain of what her role in this would be. She was good at making trades, but she was hardly a pirate in of herself. There was certainly a risk...but...on the other hand...she couldn't really expect anyone else to be left to do it right if left up to them.
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(Haven't really found an image I like for Madeleine yet. Consider it pending.)
"Bon matin, maman." Heading down to the dining room, Catherine finds her youngest daughter waiting. "Lucien sends his apologies - he's still dealing with the matter of the Meduse's crew." She explains. "Heh, surrounded by burly sailor men. I'd bet he won't be back for a while - that's probably his dream come true." Louis chuckles, arriving on the scene, and throwing his hands up in mock surrender as Madeleine glares at him. "Valerie begs your pardon." He says. "She's indisposed - sick or something." He sits down, waiting for the servants to bring food. "So, any progress with the governor and the letter of marque?" He asks Catherine.
 
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